The eldest elder was kneeling in the courtyard, his forehead pressed to the ground, and there were people standing around him. Among these people were his grandfather, eldest grandfather, third grandfather, and a group of elderly people from the Nangong family.
"You loser, you let a woman control the Nangong family, how can you have the honor to live..."
"Kowtowing is useless. Even if you wipe your neck, you still won't be able to see your ancestors..."
The First Elder was scolded so much that he didn't dare to defend himself. That was until thunder exploded under the dark clouds, which enlightened the First Elder.
I saw the great elder suddenly raised his head, letting the rain hit his face, and his black pupils gradually turned blood red. There was a voice in his heart shouting, kill Ye Qiu Shui, kill Ye Qiu Shui...
Cui Qi suddenly woke up and was half drunk. He saw pairs of scarlet blood eyes and pale faces staring at Ye Qiu Shui. They were like hungry wolf cubs with red eyes who wanted to pounce on Ye Qiu Shui and take a bite when they saw Bai Bai.
On the other side, those guys from Kun Country, except those sitting on the ground, all had pink eye disease and actually rushed towards He Zheluo.
Cui Qi's head buzzed, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It's become a big deal now."
Yu Baizhi on the side nodded with a smile and said: "Indeed, the matter is big and messy, so I won't cause trouble to His Highness."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Baizhi jumped down next to the two senior brothers, picked up one in each hand, turned around and ran away.
Cui Qi was stunned. His drinking companion was unreliable. He ran away as fast as he could without leaving a single thought.
"Let's go now and stop drinking."
Yu Baizhi said with a sweet smile without looking back: "We'll wait until you survive."
Now, apart from the music player, Cui Qi was the only one present who could wield a sword.
Ye Qiushui raised his eyes and looked into the depths of the mist, and sighed helplessly: "You cheap nephew, why are you still standing there? Do you want to be a tooth pick for the monster? Hurry up and run away with the princess."
Cui Qi frowned and said, "If you work hard, you might have a chance."
Ye Qiushui shook his head and said: "There is no chance. Even if you try your best, how many people can you resist? What's more, the clone of the big demon has already escaped."
After listening to Ye Qiushui's words, Cui Qi hurriedly looked into the fog. He found that something seemed to be moving in the fog.
Cui Qi looked back at San LuZi and Tieshan who were sitting cross-legged, and reluctantly took off the sword box.
"My brother is here and my aunt is here, how can I, Cui Qi, escape alone."
Ye Qiushui's eyes widened and he said angrily: "Didn't I ask you to run away with Jade Indigo? Don't be confused when you are in danger."
At this time, Tieshan, who had been silent all this time, frowned and said in a naive voice: "Brother, you don't need to save me. Take my aunt and Qing Dai and leave now."
The three donkeys grabbed the ground with both hands, their fingers were bleeding, and the pain penetrated into their bones.
"Boss, run away. I don't blame you, brother. Just remember to burn incense for your brother on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month."
He Zheluo in the distance also spoke now.
"Little brother, come to me. You only need to stay for a moment and a half, and I will be able to restore my cultivation. I will definitely protect you in the future."
The crying and laughing ghost boy looked at each other, only to see the laughing ghost forcing a smile on his face and saying: "By the way, protect my two brothers, and I will pay you a thousand taels of gold."
Shi Kelang gritted his teeth and said, "Count me in. As long as I survive, I will definitely find an official position for my little brother under the eldest princess's account."
An elder of the Nangong family frowned and said, "Your Highness, protect me and the head of the family, and the Nangong family will respect Your Highness..."
For a time, as long as he could still speak, he would be willing to sacrifice all his family resources just to survive. After all, there was only one life-saving straw left, and if it floated away, he would have no choice but to give it to the devil.
But Cui Qi shook his head and didn't reply. He just walked to Xuanyuan Ziyi and squatted down, stretching out a pair of claws...
Xuanyuan Ziyi suddenly opened his eyes and said coldly: "If you dare to tear my clothes..."
Cui Qi didn't look at the knife's eye, but smiled helplessly: "It's all paid for. If I don't tear it apart, the monster will tear it apart. As the old saying goes, fat water should not flow to outsiders. It's better to take advantage of me than to take advantage of the monster.
beast."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was an angry voice in purple clothes in the mist.
"I will kill you, kill you..."
Cui Qi stood up, covered his eyes, and said with a smile: "Stop shouting. There are many people who want to kill me, so you have to go back."
Seeing Cui Qi unsheath his sword, Ye Qiushui frowned slightly: "You really drank too much, and you are not even afraid of death."
Cui Qi looked at those beast-like guys approaching slowly, nodded and said with a smile: "Cui Qi is never ambiguous about matters of life and death."
In the mist there were sounds of knives and steps in green shirts, weaving and circling among those red-eyed guys. They looked like fish swimming upstream.
There was no blood spilled in the courtyard, nor any severed veins or meridians, only the muffled grunts of wild beasts.
Ye Qiushui frowned and sighed: "The knife is used to cut people, not as a hammer. If you don't see blood, you will be exhausted to death. They don't know how to retreat when they know it's difficult."
Tieshan said in a naive voice: "Tou, don't worry about my feelings. I am not close to the Nangong family, and I am even less close to the Nangong family."
Cui Qi used the hilt of his knife to hit people, looking out for Tieshan's face. Now that the real master has spoken, it is necessary to kill some people.
The Sanmiao Ancestral Saber spun out and headed straight for the great elder's head. Just as the great elder's head was about to move, he heard a sweet cry from behind him.
"The sword will save you."
The blade passed around the elder and chopped off a strand of hair, but no red was seen.
Cui Qi glanced back at Jade Indigo, who was standing playing the piano, frowned slightly and said, "Why."
Jade Qingdai said: "The poison is not poisonous enough, I will add more. Give me half a cup of tea."
Cui Qi punched the great elder until his nose and mouth were bleeding, and he flew backwards. Without looking back, he said: "Make it shorter."
Jade Qingdai gritted her teeth and nodded, and the music suddenly became passionate, like thousands of horses galloping on the battlefield...
Love is hard to break, Cui Qi has heard of it. He thought that his mind would not be confused by the music, but he never thought that his blood was still boiling and his chest was beating. His face was red and he let out a wine burp, which completely aroused his drunkenness.
The drunken man acted carelessly, and the sound of cracking bones that made people grind their teeth suddenly came from the courtyard, and it wasn't even a single sound.
With a green shirt and a red face, he looked like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain, causing the birds and beasts to disperse in fright.
The Nangong family has elders, a nursing home, and a family of men and women. Some of these people are ordinary people, so it is inevitable to have arms and legs broken.
Cui Qi was glad that he didn't trigger the blood boil and the secret technique of external strength immediately. Otherwise, instead of breaking his arms and legs, he might have to send away several people.
However, it is strange to say that those people who were beaten away by Cui Qi seemed to know no pain, no life or death. Even if they had broken legs, they still got up and limped towards Ye Qiushui.
Cui Qi pinched the tip of Sanmiao's knife and hit the elder's chest with the handle. He saw the elder spraying blood again and shook his body, but his eyes seemed unable to move and he still stared at Ye Qiushui.
"Although these guys are slow to react, they are all weak. If you don't hurry up, I'm afraid I can't help but cut them into sticks." Cui Qi kept fighting back the Nangong family members who were not afraid of death, and shouted without looking back.
With.
Here one person beats a group of people, and on the other side, a group of people beats one person.
He Zheluo is now like that rolling gourd, rolling around. His bare body is covered with footprints.
Fortunately, Hezhe Luo's external skills are so perfect that he can't be trampled to death for a while. However, the old guy's face is still ugly, because there is no one who doesn't open his eyes and specializes in the lower three lanes without trampling his face.
He Zheluo has been practicing boy kung fu for two hundred years, and with the current method, he may not be able to keep it.
"Boy, if you don't come here and kill them all, I owe you a favor. I will protect you from death in the future."
Cui Qi glanced at He Zheluo, who was looking anxious, and shouted: "You are made of copper and iron, and even thunder cannot kill you. How can you be a mortal body? If you continue to be patient, when I send these guys away, you will definitely
I'll save you as soon as possible, it won't be a big deal."
That being said, Cui Qi doesn't think so. Half a year ago, he received a punch from Hezheluo in the valley, breaking his muscles and bones, but he remembers it clearly. Now he wants to go into battle and stomp on Hezheluo's boy.
achievement……
Suddenly, the sound of the piano suddenly rose several degrees and poured into Cui Qi's mind, shattering all his miscellaneous thoughts into pieces, leaving nothing behind.
The breath is unstable, the blood is boiling, and the vertical pupils reappear.
In the scarlet vertical pupils, there is a black robe holding a sword, and there are ten thousand swords hanging upside down from the mountain...
A dragon's roar and a thunder exploded inside Cui Qi's body, shattering the sword mountain and black robe in front of Cui Qi's eyes, making his eyes look gray again.
Based on the experience of listening to music last time, Cui Qi knew that it was the Jiulong Po that was operating on its own, pulling out the jade indigo music.
Cui Qi looked at the people with red eyes in front of him who were motionless, and couldn't help but turn his head...
He once again saw the energy of the five elements turning into a whirlpool, and saw the woman playing the piano burst into tears. The difference was that this time, the fog of Laoyehai was also swept away by the whirlpool.
Cui Qi could see clearly that it was not mist, but water air, extremely thick water air.
The moonlight falls, and the world in front of you gradually becomes clearer...
Cui Qi saw a horrifying scene through a pair of vertical pupils. It was a horrifying scene that made Cui Qi's hair stand on end.
Cui Qi has seen the gathering of the energy of the five elements. Cui Qi has also seen a mortal transform into a master. These are not enough to make him feel hairy in his heart and sweat on his back.
It can make a person who has experienced life and death feel uncertain. There is obviously something that he has never seen in his life.
Cui Qi's eyes widened and he stared not far behind Yu Qingdai for a moment. There were snow-white silver foxes there, not just one, but a total of eight.
Cui Qi has seen silver foxes before, and even though there are eight of them now, they still don't frighten him.
What really made him feel weird was that the eyes of those eight silver foxes were filled with deep sorrow and sorrow. It was as if the music masters were completely immersed in the music, feeling the emotions in the music and unable to extricate themselves.
Those are the emotions that talents should have, those are the tears that talents should have in their eyes. What's more, the eight silver foxes laughed together, cried together, and felt the same way.
Cui Qi slowly raised his foot, then retracted it, then retracted it and raised it again. After hesitating, the foot fell gently, lest it make even the slightest sound. It shocked those who played the piano, and even more those who listened to the music...
