Under the cold and dark night, in the endless and lonely wilderness, beside an ancient official road, a black figure stood against the wind, quietly waiting for the seriously injured man lying on the ground to wake up.
The black shadow stood against the wind, but never glanced at the seriously injured man lying on the ground. A white bone soldier was tightly held in his hand, giving off a faint and terrifying luster.
From time to time, several inexplicable bird calls came from the lonely night sky, cheering with the breath of boundless death. The extreme limit of the forest suddenly spread out with a bone-chilling breath.
Chou Fei, who was waiting quietly by the side, didn't feel his expression change, and his body couldn't help but tremble inexplicably and uncontrollably. The lingering fear of past interactions made him tremble all over, as if his whole body was covered with ferocious and terrifying insects.
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And the black shadow lying on the ground also began to change. The bright blood stains gushing out from the center of the eyebrows began to solidify, and finally gradually turned into dark black. The color became thicker and thicker, and the black blood stains began to emit a faint black color.
The glow was shining brightly. The hole between the eyebrows began to heal on its own.
The weak breathing began to become rapid, and an astonishing breath suddenly erupted from Yinyi's whole body, as if a firework soaring into the sky was lit in the night sky.
Suddenly, he opened his closed eyes, and saw that his eyes were flashing with a light that was more heart-stopping than a will-o'-the-wisp. It was like a ghost fire coming from the underworld, becoming more and more dazzling, and its momentum became more and more weird.
Yinyi suddenly sat up and opened his mouth to spit out an extremely stinky corpse smell. His pale face had no color at all. As the corpse breath came out from his mouth, his complexion began to change.
Get rosy.
With a sweep of his eyes like flowing hellfire, Yin Yi saw the ugly demon standing not far from him, and a trace of ambiguous light flashed through his eyes. He couldn't tell it at all wearing the ghost face mask.
The expression on his face and the look in his eyes were slightly unexpected. He didn't seem to have thought that Chou Yi would be guarding him and waiting for him to wake up.
"Why don't you kill me with one palm, or run away, and are willing to stay and wait for me, a dying person." Yinyi's eyes flashed with horror again, and she raised her head and looked at the person standing beside her.
The ugly monster in the distance said calmly.
"You're awake. Check your injuries carefully when you wake up. I'm just here to protect you. As for killing you, I'm not stupid enough." The ugly monster held the bone soldier in his hand and crossed his arms.
chest, answering the other party coldly.
As if expected or unexpected, Yinyi's eyes glanced at the other party again, but he still couldn't see through the other party's thoughts. Only a pair of eyes hidden in the ghostly mask could not be seen.
It flickers without any emotion.
The other party's cold reply aroused the endless hatred in Yinyi's heart, and at the same time aroused the cruel anger he had hidden for a long time. The anger aroused in his whole body erupted like a volcano.
Yinyi felt a chill in his heart. He luckily checked the status of his true energy and found that the special true energy in his body was flowing around like flames. A trace of the true energy that made him feel palpitating was lurking in his body like a maggot attached to his bones.
Although that trace of true energy is weak, it is extremely powerful. As soon as the true energy in his body comes into contact with that trace of true energy, it will fly around in his body like birds and beasts. But he used this inexplicable sneak into the trace of true energy.
There is nothing you can do about your true energy, and no matter how you use your energy to expel it, it will be of no avail.
That tiny trace of inexplicable true energy is like a hidden dragon wandering around. It is difficult to get rid of it even if you want to. This makes Yinyi very distressed, although this weak and silky true energy can not give him anything too much for the time being.
The danger. But the feeling of thorns on his back made him very unhappy, so he immediately put down the tiny silky vitality.
The true energy in his body has recovered to 70% to 80%. Yinyi stood up and was about to step forward.
Suddenly, an infinitely powerful aura came like a rainbow, shooting towards this place from afar. It exuded a strong and thick aura and came roaring with a fierce wind.
When Zai Yinyi and Chou Jie were astonished, they did not expect that someone else would appear in such a remote mountain wilderness, and the force of the attack was quite strong, with a strong and bone-chilling wind coming.
For a moment, there was a chaos of atmosphere around Yin and Yi, and a figure was swept by a strong strong wind and landed not far in front of them.
The two of them took a closer look and found that the person who came was a middle-aged scribe wearing a shabby long gown. The man's eyes like eagle eyes gave off a chilling light in the dark night.
What is surprising is that the middle-aged scribe's right hand is holding a little Taoist priest who looks like he is in a state of embarrassment. The little Taoist priest is about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a fat face that squeezes his eyes.
It was almost difficult to see the small eyes in his fat face. The fat little Taoist priest was held in the hands of the middle-aged scribe. He did not show any displeasure. On the contrary, he kept looking at him with his small eyes like thieves.
He was looking around, his two round and smooth eyes moving around, and he didn't look like he was thirteen or fourteen years old.
The middle-aged scribe, holding the little fat Taoist priest in his arms, landed not far away from Yinyi and Chouji. A pair of cold star-like eyes shot out a sharp light and looked at them constantly. This made the two masters of Jiuyou Sect feel in their hearts.
There was a moment of horror. At this moment, they already felt that the middle-aged scribe's cultivation level was much higher than theirs. In addition, Yinyi's serious injury had not yet healed. In addition to being secretly vigilant in their hearts, they also had the idea that this person was in their hearts.
He is definitely not a kind person. It would be best not to offend him if you can.
The middle-aged scribe looked at the two men for a moment. He seemed not to be interested in their identities, and asked them in a deep voice: "Have you ever seen a young man in blue shirt carrying a long sword without an edge?
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Yinyi and Chouji looked at each other and shook their heads. What they didn't know was that the person the middle-aged scribe was looking for was the young man who hurt Yinyi.
"I have seen a young man in a blue shirt, but there is no long sword on this young man's back. I wonder if this man respects the person he is looking for." Yinyi thought for a moment, but he could not figure out what this man was.
The young man in blue shirt was an enemy or a friend, but he saw that this person was coming in a menacing manner and seemed to have endless evil intentions, so he pointed out where Ye Yinfeng had appeared.
"Oh," the middle-aged scribe sighed softly. Suddenly, an astonishing flash of light shot out from his eyes, sweeping straight towards Na Yinyi. His gaze was like a sharp sword, which seemed to be able to penetrate the pair of glasses worn on his face.
The grimace mask pierced straight into his heart.
As if he had seen through the other party's bad thoughts, the middle-aged scribe's eyes revealed a playful look, and then he glanced at the little fat Taoist priest he was holding hostage.
"It's okay if you don't believe me. Anyway, the person you are looking for did appear here." The little fat Taoist priest saw the middle-aged scribe looking at him, and he said angrily, his tone seemed to be dissatisfied with the middle-aged scribe.
All resentment.
"Hmph, stop playing tricks, so as not to suffer anymore. Are you sure your junior brother has appeared here?" The middle-aged scribe snorted coldly, and couldn't help but tighten his grip on the fat Taoist priest's hand.
Immediately, a painful expression appeared on the face of the fat Taoist priest, large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his chubby round face suddenly turned pale.
"You're a pervert. If you have the guts, I'll kill your Taoist master. This way you can avenge your even more perverted disciple." The fat Taoist priest had a twisted expression of pain on his face, but it did not affect his vicious expression at all.
Words burst out of his mouth.
The middle-aged scribe seemed to enjoy watching the fat Taoist priest's painful expression, and did not care about the disrespectful words coming out of his mouth. His eyes were full of interest, and they stayed on the fat Taoist priest's painful expression.
On the body.
"Ouch, it hurts me to death, ouch??????." The little fat Taoist priest let out a cry like a wolf, but there was no sign of pain in his eyes.
reveal.
Yinyi and Chouji looked at the strange arrival of the two people. For a moment, they couldn't tell what the relationship between them was. The little fat Taoist priest's cultivation seemed to be imprisoned and sealed. There was no trace of it.
The zhenqi fluctuated. At this time, it seemed that this little fat Taoist priest was just like an ordinary boy of thirteen or fourteen years old. It was just his pair of fox-like eyes that kept wandering around, which only showed how extraordinary this person was.
"Okay, stop pretending. Although your little Taoist priest's cultivation has been imprisoned by a certain family, this small punishment still won't trouble a young master like you."
The middle-aged scribe noticed at a glance that the little fat Taoist priest was pretending to be in pain, so he couldn't help but smile and opened his mouth to reveal the truth.
"Humph, it's not fun at all, just like your perverted apprentice." The fat Taoist priest's disguise was exposed, but he sneered at the middle-aged scribe without changing his face: "If I hadn't been so perverted by you,
The surprise attack is under control. You are no match for the old Taoist. If you have the ability, you can unlock my acupuncture points and we can have a serious fight. How about it."
The fat Taoist priest turned to the middle-aged scribe with a playful smile on his face. His small fox-like eyes kept darting around, wondering what was going on in his mind.
But the two demons of Jiuyou Sect standing aside were confused. Listening to the conversation between these two people, it seemed that they did not have any deep hatred. However, this middle-aged scribe was a martial arts master of a generation, so how could he imprison a man who was only thirteen or four years old?
A young Taoist priest.
Just as the two Jiuyou Sect masters were sizing up the fat Taoist priest, a sneaky gaze also glanced at them, but the fat Taoist priest was also looking at them.
"Hey, you two masters of Jiuyou Sect, where do you think the young man in blue has gone at this moment?" The fat Taoist priest did not wait for the middle-aged scribe's reply. He suddenly asked Yin and Yi.
When the two Jiuyou Cult masters, dressed in black and wearing masks with ghost faces on their faces, heard the fat Taoist priest's question, they were secretly surprised, and a question arose in their hearts at the same time: Why did they do it today?
Everyone they met knew that they were members of the Jiuyou Sect, and no one seemed to be afraid of them. In the past, people in the world would be so scared that they would pee out of fear whenever they met someone from the Jiuyou Sect, and they would flee as far as they could.
Now the Jiuyou Sect seems to have become a cabbage on the street, not just ordinary people. Isn't it that I and others have worked hard to lurk here just to one day make the Jiuyou Sect repeat its glory?
Tonight, a young man in blue shirts, aged fifteen or sixteen, spoke rudely to them, and even seriously injured Yin Yi. But at this moment, there was a little Taoist priest, aged thirteen or fourteen, who shouted at them, and spoke directly.
Call them masters of the Nine Nether Sect.
It was really like a tiger entering the plain and being bullied by a dog. Even some cats and dogs could yell at them casually. An unspeakable anger suddenly surged into their hearts, but they still suppressed it and did not burst out. With that
Although the middle-aged scribe who was with the fat Taoist priest seemed to be invulnerable, even if they joined forces, they would definitely not be that person's opponent.
"Hey, I am asking you a question. Why are you so dumbfounded? You are a master of the Jiuyou Sect. You have simply lost the prestige of the Jiuyou Sect." Seeing that they did not reply, the fat Taoist priest shouted rudely again.
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The loud shout immediately woke up the two people who were meditating. When they heard the loud shout, they instinctively became angry.
The two men snorted, and locked the fat Taoist priest with a fierce light in their eyes. They could no longer suppress the anger that rushed into their chests. At this moment, with the fat Taoist priest's sarcasm, they were completely aroused, like a volcano erupting.
It exploded wildly in all directions.
The fat Taoist priest saw the angry two people in his eyes. This was what he wanted, and he deliberately made rude words to anger the two remnants of the Nine Nether Sect. In this way, the two Nine Nether Sect members would involve the middle-aged man.
He is a scribe, but he can easily escape from the clutches of the middle-aged man.
The idea is good, but reality often does not develop toward the idea.
Of course, the fat Taoist priest's trivial idea could not escape the eyes of the middle-aged scribe. He looked at all this with cold eyes, looking at the two demons of the Jiuyou Sect who were full of anger, and the smug smile next to him as if he was plotting.
The fat Taoist who succeeded.
Suddenly, the middle-aged scribe raised the corners of his mouth, loosened his hand from the fat Taoist priest's pulse, and then revealed a playful smile on his face.
Seeing that the middle-aged scribe loosened his hands that were tightly clasping his pulse, the fat Taoist priest couldn't hide the light of surprise in his eyes. He let his conspiracy succeed. As long as the two demons from the Jiuyou Sect attacked them,
Then he would definitely have full confidence in escaping from the clutches of the middle-aged scribe.
But all this seemed to come too easily. He had tried to escape in the past, but every time he failed, so that later he was too lazy to use his brain to think of a way to escape.
Faintly, the little fat Taoist priest felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for the moment. And his pair of small eyes hidden in the fat face could not help but flicker, vigilantly.
He looked at the middle-aged scribe, but did not leave him.