Chapter 65: Ambush

Chapter 65—Ambush on Ten Sides
Xue Qingqiu stepped into the solitary tongyuan.
The moment she stepped on the ground, her expression suddenly changed, and her figure shot back.
In the shadow behind him, a black dagger suddenly appeared. The moment the dagger appeared, even the last bit of the moonlight sprinkled in the yard seemed to have been absorbed completely, and the world was completely desolate.
Xue Qingqiu turned around and flicked his fingers and pointed on the dagger. The retreating figure stopped under this confrontation. After standing, he was still in the solitary tongyuan and could not leave.
"Shadow Wing." Xue Qingqiu said lightly: "Your Wuhendao's purpose of profiting only, will always only be a maggot."
The black dagger floated strangely in the air, and then his hands suddenly appeared on the handle of the dagger, and then slowly expanded into the entire human form, showing a slightly pale face with shadow wings. Obviously the finger just now made him quite uncomfortable. .
After Xue Qingqiu said something like this, Shadow Wing originally wanted to refute something, but unexpectedly held back, and then replied after a moment of silence: "The task of this seat has been completed, and Sect Master Xue can do it for himself...this seat will not make any more moves."
The figure quickly disappeared again. Xue Qingqiu silently tasted his words for a while, and suddenly laughed, there was a sweetness in his smile, muttering to himself: "Xue Mu, thank you."
She knew that although Shadowwing tracked and provided her with a place to go to the prescription, she launched a sniper when she found that the trap was going to retreat, so that she could not evacuate in time, and she fell into the encirclement after all, but that was all.
The meaning of Shadow Wing is very clear, as long as you have a little hope of escape, he will not come to add any burden to you.
This is the effect of Xue Mu's drawing of the Wanjin flatbread for him before, otherwise, after two thousand years of discord, he would only be the most difficult shadow viper at this moment. Now that he closed his hand, he still wanted to retain the possibility of cooperating with Xue Mu in the future, and maybe even he didn't want to kill Xue Qingqiu in his heart, because he was really thinking about the reconciliation proposed by Xue Mu.
Without the sniper of the Shadow King, the hope of escape is not known how much it will increase. Xue Mu rushed to the tiger's den alone and directly eliminated a powerful enemy for her.
Xue Qingqiu calmly said to the night: "Since this seat has broken into the Mutian formation, the aura that you have been obscured by the formation has surfaced. Are you still hiding in the pit to hide from anyone? Come out."
On her way back to the east, a middle-aged scribe appeared, dressed in a green robe, thin and tall, with a delicate face, and smiled very kindly: "Don't come to Qingqiu without any problems."
Looking at his scribes shirt, Xue Qingqiu smiled: "For a long time, I feel that the people of the dance and the ink are all cowardly and incompetent. They don't understand the special preferences of Brother Leng."
Leng Zhu smiled and said, "Listening to this tone, Qingqiu has changed now?"
The softness in Xue Qingqiu's eyes flashed, and Yanran smiled: "Someone did make Qingqiu change his views on literati, but this person is not Leng."
Leng Zhu laughed: "I'm not Lin Wuya, it doesn't make sense for Qingqiu to hit me."
Xue Qingqiu ignored him and turned to look left.
To the northeast, he was also a middle-aged man. He was tall and thin, but he was dressed in a brocade robe. There were a few powerful men in the path behind him. There were six female sword servants standing beside him, and the pomp was much larger than that of Leng Zhu. Xue Qingqiu laughed and said, "Pan button, still loves pomp."
Pan Kouzhi's face twitched: "Kouzhi, it's not a button."
"So Kouzhi meant that others should be enemy bandits, or should others be grass bandits?"
"From my heart."
Xue Qingqiu nodded: "I think your six female sword servants are pretty good. They can be matched to my brother the other day. They look very good."
Pan Kouzhi smiled and said: "It is an honor for Pan to be praised by Qingqiu."
Xue Qingqiu continued to look north, but it was a monk: "Master Yuan Zhong, Qingqiu has something to ask."
Master Yuan Zhong put his palms together: "Amitabha, please tell me, Xue Shizhu."
Xue Qingqiu was very distressed and nodded on her cheek. It seemed that this doubt had been held in her heart for a long time: "Do you know any Buddhist monks are moon-white silk robes with silver patterns on the seams and a light belt to tie the waist. But inside the robes is Empty, without lining, not even wearing underwear?"
Yuan Zhong was stunned and thought for a while before he said: "Old Na has so little knowledge and has never heard of it."
Xue Qingqiu waved his hand disappointedly: "Forget it, it's for nothing to ask you about that kind of evil dress, it's better to ask King Yong."
As he turned to the northwest, his smile teased: "The King Yong used to sleep in the flowers and willows, and he wants to double repair. I should have heard of it?"
Ji Wuyou's fat face twitched: "Has this king ever heard of such an obscene pretense?"
Xue Qingqiu smiled and looked at the man in Tsing Yi next to Ji Wuyou: "This one has a tight face."
The man in Tsing Yi laughed lightly, his voice was very soft: "Yongwang, the doorman, the name is not enough."
Xue Qingqiu smiled and said, "It's a bit rare to also be the king's doorman at the top of the hole."
No one could hear the difference between Yong and Yong, but the irony in her tone was obvious. Ji Wuyou's face was angry, and he gave a cold snort without answering.
He also wanted to say a few words like "The demon girl will still make a profit when she dies", but Xue Qingqiu's aura is too strong, and a bunch of powerful people around her are not easy to make a bird. What's more to him?
Xue Qingqiu turned to the north again, but there were four giant steel beasts standing there, shaped like apes, and her eyes flashed solemnly.
This is a war puppet made by Yanshi of the imperial palace Shenji Gate, named Shenji Beast. Xue Qingqiu didn't know much about Yanshi's special occupation, only that the material used by this sacred machine beast was not ordinary iron, and the core was also very peculiar, claiming to be infinitely powerful and indestructible. At the moment these four are not the beasts of the gate of the gods, but they are already Grade A, claiming to be equivalent to the powerhouses. Of course, if it is outside, this kind of organ beast, no matter how strong it is, cannot pose any threat to the strong Dongxu, but when the situation in the capital is reversed, her cultivation level is restricted to half, but this thing is in full bloom, plus a lot of it. , It became a threat.
Standing in the middle of the divine machine beast was an inconspicuous old man in gray, who looked very wretched. Xue Qingqiu knew that this was one of the great masters of the Shenji Gate. He had always devoted himself to organs and ingenuity without asking about world affairs. Few people even knew the name, only the last name was Yu. As a result, the person who personally operated the four sacred beasts was enough to cause headaches for anyone.
Xue Qingqiu sighed, "Old Yutou, are you also involved in this kind of thing?"
The old Yutou replied: "The King Yong has the right to call part of the Grade A divine beasts."
Xue Qingqiu nodded, ignored him, and looked west again. There were a few white-clothed figures, with sword aura like forests, killing them all. The first one was a cold middle-aged man, his body was extremely harsh, and he was clearly standing at the pinnacle of the path. Xue Qingqiu tilted his head to look for a long time, then suddenly said, "Why didn't Lin Wuya come?"
The cold middle-aged said lightly: "Zhao is enough here."
"Ha! Don't laugh cutely." Xue Qingqiu smiled without face: "In my eyes, your Zhao Kun's threatening power is not as good as your teacher's niece. It would be better to send her to stand here, more decent than you. ."
Zhao Kun's eyes flashed anger, and he shut up.
Xue Qingqiu continued to look to the southwest and smiled slightly: "I heard that Sister Xue went to my Baihuayuan to play in the morning? Why don't you leave a moment for the little girl to leave?"
Mo Xuexin said indifferently: "I am not your sister."
Xue Qingqiu still smiled: "Some people appreciate the chivalrous mind of my sister."
Mo Xue was startled, but she laughed and said, "It's really rare for a demon to say this."
Xue Qingqiu smiled and said, "He is a little different from others."
Mo Xuexin smiled and said, "Your tone is like a lover."
Xue Qingqiu's smile did not change: "Perhaps it is."
Mo Xuexin closed her mouth strangely.
Xue Qingqiu turned to the south again: "Lao Niubi, are you coming too?"
There are several old Taoist priests sitting cross-legged in the south, and their robes and green bamboos are the symbol of Xuantianzong. The first one slowly opened his eyes: "Kui Ye killed my Xinyi junior, and Xue Mu killed my subordinates. Is it true that Xingyue Sect is a persimmon that I can knead at will when I am Xuantianzong?"
"Oh, at this time, even a broken outer disciple who was thrown in the sub-rudder of the capital has become your sect? Why don't you say that it is your direct descendant?" Xue Qingqiu laughed, "God ask, don't blame me for not reminding you. Chan'er has gone south, and you have brought a large number of masters into Beijing at this time. Be careful that your Xuantian Sect is empty and be upset by Chan'er!"
"The little demon girl can't get up the storm." The old Taoist left a word, closed his eyes and said nothing.
Xue Qingqiu finally looked southeast and sighed softly: "Shentu crime, are you really mentally retarded?"
A big beard standing in the southeast, a bloodthirsty smile flashed in his eyes: "Don't tell me the truth, I have never killed Dongxu, maybe after this battle, he will be able to unite. It is unknown."
Xue Qingqiu shook his head slightly: "I know that you are just a killer. Even if you use a big bully to kill Mu Jianli, you will only be happy to see the hunt? But with all due respect, this alone is definitely not compatible."
Shentu Sin also shook his head and said, "Since the ancestors used to kill into the Dao, Shentu can also. You and I are different. It is useless to say more."
Xue Qingqiu laughed: "Fengbo Tower, Qingqingdao, there are two magic gates, maybe where is the Hehuan Sect, let me think...Is it waiting for Kuye? Hehe...this is the so-called righteous encirclement and suppression. Demon girl?"
Under Xue Qingqiu's smiling gaze, everyone on the right path remained silent. Not to mention that there is no use of the magic door at all, even if only a shadow wing is missing, they cannot lock Xue Qingqiu, which is helpless.
Xue Qingqiu counted silently. Leng Zhu, Tianwen, and the Tsing Yi people were the peaks of Dongxu, Pan Kouzhi and Shentu were in the middle of the Dongxu, and Mo Xuexin first entered the Dongxu not too long. There are six holes in total. On your own, this battle is half of the world. The remaining thirty-odd people all entered the Dao, among which Yuan Zhong and Zhao Kun were both the pinnacles of the Dao, and a Shadow Wing was secretly ambushed. This lineup is really strong to make people laugh.
Xue Qingqiu’s smile began to spread, the more he smiled, the happier he was, and then he laughed loudly:
Five sects of the right way, three ways of the devil, and two of the imperial court. There are six people in the cave, more than thirty people who enter the Tao, and four sacred animals. The formation of the curtain and the sky enveloped it, and it was nothing more than the siege of the city and the country. How lucky it is for Xue Qingqiu to enjoy such a feast alone, what a regret!"