Chapter 44:

Unfortunately, Yan Zhemen has a lot of tangles and deep friendships, Cheng Qian knows nothing.
At this time, the breeze that he couldn't hear was nothing but an appearance. Their team almost occupied the words of old and young, sick and disabled, and Cheng Qian was not really big-hearted. How could he be completely settled?
He and the island owner have only a few connections, and he is very suspicious. There is no trust at all. At this time, while he is fast adjusting his breath, he is divided into a ray of heart and listening to the surrounding movements. He calculated: "Look at this The confusing appearance may have to fight in a while, and we had better mix it in casual repairs-the casual repairs on Qinglong Island are generally black people, may not get into the eyes of these powerful people, maybe they can get out of the mess . "
Then he thought, "If it doesn't work ... I'll have to fight one another. It's a big deal to die here. If I can stand up to them for a while, I'll be surprised."
He was so open-minded in his heart, but instead of thinking anxiously, the stagnant Zhenyuan also went a lot smoother.
In the hearts of the people, the island owner finally opened his mouth and explained: "A dozen years ago, I fought with several Daoyou in the same big demon, and my soul was damaged. So I am still in retreat and healed. I wonder if you want to see what?"
Bai Ye stepped on and said, "So, isn't the owner Gu Gu going to take a picture of this bright mirror?"
The island owner looked at him lightly, and his very tired look flashed, sighing: "The crime of wanting to be added, no matter how bad it is, even such an absurd charge-White House Lord, believe it or not Fortunately, Gu has never seen Ling Sun, and he has never had any soul-stealing lamp. As for the ghost road ... "
He sneered lowly, with a slight taunt, as if he didn't want to accompany this farce.
Zhou Han raised an eyebrow slightly, and beat his heart with a fan: "I'm fair, it's ridiculous to say that people like the island owner are ghosts and devils, which is really ridiculous. In the battle that happened more than ten years ago, The injury is very tragic, and it is true. Since the island owner has explained that the soul is damaged and he has been in retreat for many years, I do n’t think this soul mirror will shine. I believe it anyway. "
Zhou Han was saying that, with five fingers and a pinch, he retracted the soul mirror, and immediately bailed the white lord who had only persecuted the island owner there, as if he was a fair-speaking fair man!
Bai Ye was so embarrassed that he was dying. Immediately his old face flushed, and he heard someone sneer behind him: "I'm afraid it's Bai Laoer's own life, and it's true to find a grandson. It's true to try to ascend without any means?"
Bai Yan was furious: "Who is it? Get out!"
A group of people came out loud and loud. The middle-aged person was led with a cold face, and the meaning of "I'm not easy to mess with" was showing in the corners of his eyes and brows. He looked around, and his eyes seemed to look at a group of different forms. Shit finally turned his eyes on the owner of Qinglong Island, and said, "I'm Tang Yao from Mulan Mountain. I have sent Tang Yi, the first disciple, to disappear for 100 years. Recently, I heard about him in your place. I did n’t say hello to the island owner beforehand. It ’s rude.

When Tang Wanqiu came to see him, he was stunned, and only a moment later he said, "... the head?"
For the sake of the same door, Tang Yao gave Jiang Zungui a glance at her, and he was not very kind, but just nodded faintly.
Both of these two came to Qinglong Island for dignitaries as if they had negotiated. On the other hand, she was a teacher. Rao was the late Tang Qiuqiang who had left the martial arts for many years. For a while, I felt like I was sandwiched by two huge splints. Inside and out are not people.
Zhou Hanzheng cried, "It's strange, has Qinglong Island become a special place for missing people?"
It may be customary for people in Mulanshan to speak without bending. Tang Yao heard the expression blankly and said, "I'm not here to ask for people, but some people have recently written to Mulanshan and said that I have seen Tang Yuan's God in the East China Sea. I I don't know who is so anxious and righteous. For over a hundred years, I still worry about salty radish for other people. Does Mr. Zhou have any ideas? "
Zhou Hanzheng replied without blushing, "there are people of righteousness."
"Benevolence? I have only heard of 'Abandoned road, there is righteousness, wisdom comes out, there is great hypocrisy'." Tang Yao, who had a mysterious stance, did not give Zhou Han a positive face and turned to the main road of Qinglong Island. "Gu Daoyou, I Although I have no friendship with you, but this incompetent disciple has become your disciple, and I have taken care of it for many years. I came here to tell you something-we were looking for clues in the East China Sea, but we heard There was a rumor that the demon head of the Four Saints was a North Hades, and that big devil had a strange stone in his hand, which fell to Qinglong Island after the battle. "
Tang Yao said a word, regardless of the island owner's face, and continued: "They said that you were injured by the big devil, you should have died, and have been supported by that strange stone for so many years. I'm afraid The Lord of the White House also heard a note. Did he make a special trip for that stone? "
Bai Yan was caught off guard by surprise, and became angry and said, "A nonsense!"
Tang Yao: "Is it nonsense that the Lord of the White House himself knows, I heard that the strange stone has the ability to fill the sky, and it is also called a" mind to be accomplished "stone, which can be a life-and-death bone, and it ’s even more important to improve it. The White House Lord has always been old and did not die. Are you worried about Shou Yuan? Don't even think about what is good about the North Devil! "
Zhou Hanzheng said meaningfully: "Tang's head means-the island owner lives on a stone of a monster right now? This ... this is not decent."
Tang Yao and Zhou Hanzheng said in a few words, Yan Zhengming was frightened to hear that others might not know the truth, but he knew the origin of the Bei Mingjun. He only knew that there were some predecessors in Fuyao who went into the devil.
Thinking about it a little deeper, Yan Zhengming almost felt a layer of cold sweat on his back, feeling that they were being peeled and cramped into flames.
The island owner didn't answer, but just said, "Sir, Zhou, you have hidden your identity in Qinglong Island for decades. The plan is not small."
He totally avoided answering the cold, hot, singing and harmonious temptations of Zhou Hanzheng and Tang Yao, but it was almost acquiescent to others.
Seeing the wind turning, Bai Yan immediately said, "Gu Yanxue, living on demons, are the four saints actually deceiving the world?"
That casual practice is even louder: "The martial art method has never been taught. Only Gu Daohu enrolls in casual practice every ten years. When you are generous, do you just show kindness for no reason? Do n’t dream Now, who would have so much kindness! "
San Xiu said at the end that his voice broke into a crying voice, and his hoarseness was exhausted by the sound of the East China Sea behind him, making irrelevant people more inexplicable than the sorrowfulness of the rabbit and the dead fox. The dragon that had just fallen dormant was shocked again. There is a meaning of breaking through the water. The disciples of Qinglong Island and the people of the Westbound Palace once again strangled. However, this time, the Buddhism practitioners on Qinglong Island stepped back and watched in unison.
I don't know who moved the hand first, and the island didn't even know the forces on the island.
At this time, I only heard a low whisper of "Woo" from where I heard it, and I saw a dozen people who suddenly stepped back from the group. These people were so weird that they were not afraid of death. , Rushed towards the westward palace people and rushed over.
San Xiu's cultivation was not high, and the person who rushed to the front was immediately torn apart by a Jian Guang who was beside him, and could not die anymore.
But then something terrible happened.
The scattered repair of the five internal organs and six maggots turned into a mass of blood mist, sprayed everywhere, but the four or five bodies disintegrated were still marionettes, and he continued to move forward like a ghost.
Although Xiu Gong ’s Xiu Xiu ’s practice was high, he had never seen such battles, and was scared to take three steps back on the spot.
Take a look again, these dozens of casual repairing eyes are red, and the black gas of Zhangyawupai can be seen from behind.
Bai Yan said in shock and anger: "Gu Yanxue, what else do you have to quibble on!"
The voice faded, and behind him the generously-reported San Xiu suddenly made a howl that sounded like a human voice. His entire body cracked from his chest, and his skin cracked inch by inch, exposing the blood vessels and veins below. Then the man grabbed Bai Chou's heart with his bare hands.
Bai Xi ’s cultivation for nearly a thousand years naturally did not let him touch him. He returned his palm and slaps a large magical magic pestle out of his sleeve. He shook it two times in the air, and suddenly stretched to how long a person was. □□ The blood man's heavenly cover, nailed him in place.
Who knew that the blood man would not die, but he was struggling to become a meat skewer after being dropped by the magical pestle. After a while, he suddenly exploded and exploded himself into countless black flesh.
There was a sudden scream in the crowd, and those blood clots were extremely toxic and untouchable.
Zhou Han's front face changed: "This is the way of painting souls in magic cultivation, and blowing a secret charm into the soul of others without knowing it, and those people can drive him."
As soon as this statement was made, the island owner suddenly appeared a large area on the side, and even the original Qinglong Island disciples looked at their island owner in suspicion-the power of the world, who can draw dark symbols in addition to the level of the Four Saints?
Tang Yao seemed to be waiting for him, and he heard the sound turned to the owner of the island, crossed the long sword, and the big and small fires had broken out at the beginning and end of the sword.
Tang Yao said, "Gu Island Master, what do you say?"
The island owner smiled bitterly: "Hundred mouths cannot be argued."
Tang Yao asked, "So that strange stone is in your hands?"
He finally showed up poorly, and he lifted thousands of veiled cloths, which still contained the precious gemstone.
However, there were always people who were unwilling to see the situation. Tang Wanqiu immediately stepped forward and stood beside the island owner. He explained very indifferently: "Head, I guarantee my life. The island owner cannot be a demon repairer, nor can he covet What a monster! "
"Shut up," Tang Yao growled lowly. "Tang Qiuqiu, the more you let go, even if you are a teacher, you are still my husband, do you want to bully the teacher to destroy the ancestors?"
Tang Wanqiu was suddenly blushed by shameless maliciousness, and immediately opened her eyes. At this time, Rao was deceiving herself and understood. At first glance, the head of Mu Lanshan said more grandly than Zhou Hanzheng. But it turned out to be worse than Zhou Hanzheng.
Tang Wanqiu's face was pale and silent for a long time, she said word by word: "Then ... then please head me out of the division."
The owner of the island sighed, "It's all over the world, it's going to be defamatory. It's nothing, late autumn, you don't have to do this."
Tang Wanqiu clenched his teeth tightly, and Wang Ba was equally unmoved by eating the scales.
The island owner has to speak again, but he heard that Zhou Han, who was standing not too far away, was stained with blood in the sea, and said slowly: "I still don't believe, will the island owner be a private person? Tang head, you How do you know that the so-called strange stone is on Qinglong Island? Maybe it was annihilated with the big demon? Have you already found out the source of the Bei Mingjun? "
With this remark, the island owner's face finally changed. His body skyrocketed, his palms covered the sky, and he fanned out to Zhou Hanzheng. The tired, tepid man finally got angry. " Who is your master? "
Zhou Han was frighteningly avoiding, panicking half-truth: "I'm clearly defending the island owner, what does the island owner mean?"
Tang Yao made a horizontal bar, and slammed himself between Zhou Hanzheng and the island owner: "Why, do you want to kill someone?"
The two powerful men in the world raised their hands in the dark and dimly, but the confusing and violent rumblings heard the lord's whisper and sent his voice to his ears, urging: "Bring your masters and brothers in casual repairs, while chaosing Hurry up, don't mention Fuyaoshan, let alone your ancestors-you don't know anything! "
Between the electric light and the fire, Yan Zhengming's confusion turned into a paste in his brain. A clue suddenly came out-Zhou Hanzheng knew the origin of the Fuyao and Bei Mingjun, which was a threat.
If the island owner refuses to admit that stone is in his hands, he will investigate the Bei Mingjun's incident from the Fuyao faction. If any stone is not in the hands of the Four Sages, of course, he will still be Fuyao faction!
There is such a thing as "what you want to achieve, life and death", even if it is just a little suspect, it is destined to be on the cusp of the wind. Who cares whether you are innocent or strangled to death?
Yan Zhengming looked at the shouting and killing of the whole island, feeling that he almost became a piece of fish in the gap, and there were countless swords on his back.
He was shocked to know that at this time he should pick up Xiao Qian and leave with his colleagues at once, but how can he settle his conscience to keep the island's main people away from him?
Yan Zhengming froze for a while and had no choice.
The island owner suddenly yelled, "Tang late autumn!"
When Tang Wanqiu heard that he was struck by lightning, his face changed a bit, and finally he gritted his teeth and turned to yell Zheng: "I you and go."
Yan Zhengming: "But ..."
Tang Wanqiu raised his eyebrows and said, "What are your mother-in-law and mother? The matter of the previous generation has nothing to do with you, don't get in the way!"
Li Xun's thoughts could only turn faster, and Yan Zhengming would not understand what he wanted to understand. At this moment, lest the head brother stunned the hero untimely, and shouted: "Master, the little latent is hurt, the little sister is still So small ... you listen to seniors! "
Yan Zhengming turned his head blankly and looked at him. At this moment, the voice of the island owner came from his ear again. The island owner said unquestionably, "I'll send you a ride."
I saw the island owner who was fighting fiercely with Tang Yao spit out a colorful little tripod from his mouth. Tang Yao was shocked. When he saw that the situation was wrong, he had to retreat suddenly, but it was too late, and he saw a hurricane around Baoding. Sweeping everyone on the ground indiscriminately, like a wind dragon rising from the ground.
Yan Zhengming whispered in his ears, and was too late to respond. The man had been drawn in. He only heard countless exclaims mixed with the sound of the wind. He didn't know how far he was scraped out, and he was dizzy and swollen.
The next moment, Yan Zhengming's waist was tight, a rag strip stretched out like a ghost, rolled straight up to his waist, Yan Zhengming was pulled by the strange force, and fell back on the ground, he desperately rubbed his eyes, and then saw Another piece of rag was held by Tang Wanqiu in the hand. The next moment, Tang Wanqiu threw another person over, and Yan Zhengming instinctively caught it. It was Cheng Qian who didn't look so good.
"The island owner can't believe anyone else, and told me to you. Since this is the case, I can't bear the burden." Tang Wanqiu said, "Get up and go."
Li Xuan whispered, "Brother, let's go."
Yan Zhengming involuntarily glanced at Cheng Qian, Cheng Qian held himself up with the sword in his hand, presumably adjusted his breath a bit, with some strength. After receiving Yan Zhengming's eyes, he didn't say much, just simply Said: "Listen to you, you decide."
The island's owner sent them out of the distance and looked away. The island owner's figure was hidden in countless hustle and bustle, but he could no longer see it. Yan Zhengming felt uncomfortable.
Only then did he discover that what he "returned to Fuyao Mountain and tried to escape from the world without cultivating the world" was clearly a spring and autumn dream that he knew nothing about the world.
The world is full of tide. People like the island owner can only follow the wave, let alone them?
Why is this fairy road so difficult?
"Go," Yan Zhengming whispered, "go."
But where did it go?
Their group carefully followed Tang Wanqiu through the hills and trees, and the ears heard the shouting and killing gradually.
Tang Wanqiu arrived at the seaside and threw the tattered cloth strip into the air. The cloth strip became a few feet long and floated in the air. She motioned to the party and said, "It is impossible to find a boat. You only Being able to leave like this, I do n’t have such a deep cultivation practice, and this cloth is too difficult to support for too long, I ca n’t send you directly across the sea, you first settle on the deserted island around you, adjust your interest a bit, wait until the limelight is over, then think of a way . "
Yan Zhengming throat blocked his hair: "Senior, how about you?"
"I have my own place," Tang Wanqiu turned to the direction of Qinglong Island. "Yan head, you don't have to worry about it. The owner of the island is not for you. The surname Zhou sneaked into Qinglong Island for so many years. The distraction of the soul ... indicates that someone has been deliberately trying to deal with his 'world master'. He has already explained to me that in any case I will send you to leave without incident. The island owner Shouyuan will be exhausted, and it will not take days. It ’s good to live, but if I live for a day, I will protect you for a day in accordance with my appointment with the deceased. "
Tang Wanqiu rolled up his sleeves and took the lead in rolling rags such as Han Yuan and Yanshi Puddle. He said, "No one will protect you in the future, so please do it yourself."
Having said that, Tang Wanqiu raised her shabby sword, ignored them, and headed for the melee, and disappeared.
Other nuns are known as "fairies". Even if the fairy does not have the ethereal white yarn to practice, anyway, she can still have a red head rope. However, Tang Wanqiu only got a tattered cloth tape. Used as a belt.
In practice, the person is not turbid and invaded, cutting bones and washing the bones, not to mention all the peerless peerless, but they are also pleasing to the eye, only her two broombrows, a debt collection face.
She can't help it, she'll be annoying. Whenever she speaks, she doesn't need to mention which one ...
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