Almost at the same time, the four people rose up from the ground. Of course, Su's mother and Shang's mother were held away from the ground by their own men. The four figures instantly disappeared into the darkness.

After a closer look, the sky curtain in the area near the stream was cut into two upper and lower layers. Above are high peaks and below is the bottom of the flat cloud-turning seal.

Four to four face each other in the air. There was no too much talk between them, and the battle was about to break out.

Su Yun reminded: "They have the blessing of the Cloud Seal, which can mobilize the sea of ​​clouds, everyone should be careful."

After the words came to an end, Su Yun, with a white figure, jumped up. His white clothes were swaying with big sleeves. An arc of electric light appeared and rolling thunder came out from the sleeves.

Wen Ziran, the man with the sword, shouted loudly: "I'll do it."

The long sword behind him suddenly left his body and rushed into the sky and hid in the sea of ​​clouds. He drove the clouds at lightning speed, which was several times faster than just leaving his body.

Above the cloud seal, the moon shines and stars are shining. Black clouds dotted in the night sky. The clouds hiding the flying swords are like meteors that cut through the sky, but they are not dazzlingly shining.

Looking at Su Yun again, the bulging sleeves looked like a pool of thunder. Crackling electric light continued to overflow from the sleeves, and the speed of hitting the clouds was not weak.

Shang Wu and Su Yun set off at the same time and simply sat up. The wind was howling around them, and the domineering wind roared and the long black sleeves instantly shattered, revealing their strong and strong bronze arms.

He handed out a punch and hit the blue flying sword, causing it to move its trajectory to pass by.

Shang Wu moved in the air and approached Liu Xian. The latter was a Shinto sword cultivator who was approached by a pure warrior. It was a bad habit for eight lifetimes.

If this Shinto Sword Cultivator hadn't reacted quickly enough and quickly mobilized Yun Duo to protect his body, he would have been punched by a few close-knit warriors, and his bones were broken.

Shang Wu's wife was actually a sword cultivator. The flying sword thorned on the tumbling clouds around Jin Yang, and sparks flew everywhere.

Su Xiaoyu scolded Jin Yang angrily: "You shrunk turtle, are you a man?"

Then Shu Xiaoyu felt uncomfortable and was approached by Su's mother, who was a warrior. As soon as he fought, Shu Xiaoyu did not regard Su's mother as an opponent, and looked calm and calm.

After several fights, Shu Xiaoyu exclaimed: "When you were in a private school, you hid your strength."

The only answered her was an embroidered knife, which was flashing with a cold light. It forced Shu Xiaoyu to mobilize the few clouds left in the sky to protect herself.

The wind and clouds are surging above the Flipping Cloud Seal, and if you are not careful, you may fall. Near the stream below, it seems that the sky is covered with darkness and no five fingers are seen.

Four teenagers sat by the stream with their backs against each other, looking up at the sky with bored eyes. Each of them had disappointment on their faces.

The general complained listlessly: "Where is the promised Mid-Autumn Festival moon viewing? Where is the promised Mid-Autumn Festival reunion? The moon cannot be seen, and Mr. Su and Uncle Shang and others are gone."

In order to adjust the atmosphere, Ji Leng joked: "Does the general know how to watch the moon romantically? It's rare. Today, I have to take notes to write down this matter, and often take it out to talk about it in the future."

The general didn't give him a good look, and they didn't have to pretend to behave. They cursed directly: "You shameless, you don't do good things if you don't accept it. If you don't accept it, we will fight alone."

Ji Leng was quite disdainful: "You guy with developed limbs and simple minds, a genius fights you one-on-one."

The general rolled up his arms and sleeves: "Come on, it's dark and windy at night, it's the night of killing people."

Su Qingyi ruthlessly interrupted the two of them playing, frowned and said bitterly: "I don't know what Xing Zhen is doing now. I spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with us every year. This year, there is less Xing Zhen, and it seems that there is less fun."

The little girl wanted to Xing Zhen, but she didn't have the nerve to say it directly.

Slug Shang Luoqi doesn't care about this set, and he says whatever he wants: "Well, yes, I think the fight is really good."

The four children fell silent at the same time. After sighing, Ji Leng broke it: "I heard that Xing Zhen has gone to Shishan. Now I guess he is in the cave where we play together."

The general was anxious: "How about we go to Shishan to secretly find Xing Zhen?"

Su Qingyi and Shang Luoqi raised their hands and said in unison: "I agree."

Only Ji Leng shook his head slowly: "No, it's too dangerous tonight. If we encounter wild wolves on the mountain, we little kids will only get into the wolf's belly."

The reason for this was right, and no one else could object, so he fell into silence again. Suddenly, a discordant voice came from a distance.

"I know where the punishment is. Do you want to go and see with me?"

The night was too dark, and only heard the sound of him was not an acquaintance, but he didn't see what he looked like. The general shouted: "Who is listening to us secretly?"

The person was impatient and anxious. He stood up and posed in a fist-handed manner to look at the direction of the sound.

Ji Leng stood up the second time and said in a deep voice: "No need to ask, it's Wei Lin."

The general suddenly realized and said certainly: "It's indeed Wei Lin's voice,"

Su Qingyi and Shang Luoqi then stood up, and the four of them lined up side by side, with tall generals and Swen Ji Leng in the middle, and short Su Qingyi and Shang Luoqi on both sides.

By the way, Wei Lin was not very popular with these children, and they were all waiting for the battle as if they were facing a great enemy.

After this delay, the sound did not continue to be heard. However, the person was approaching and was still wearing a white robe, which was easy to identify in the night.

As expected, as Ji Leng said, the visitor was indeed Wei Lin.

The boy walked alone in the dark night without any tension or timidity. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, the kind that smiled and didn't smile.

"You don't have to run all the way up the mountain to find Xing Zhen. He is at my house now. If you want to go, I can lead the way."

Ji Leng held down the ready-to-go general and calmly said: "You and Xing Zhen are not the same person as you, he can't be in your house."

Wei Lin smiled and said, "You are right. We are not all the people, even enemies. Xing really won't take the initiative to visit my house, let alone Mid-Autumn Festival. But what if it's not voluntary?"

The faces of the general, Su Qingyi and Shang Luoqi suddenly changed. The three of them couldn't help but want to rush out. Ji Leng stopped everyone.

He sneered: "Just rely on you, if Xing Zhen uses all his strength, you are not his opponent. We are Xing Zhen's best friends and the person who knows him best."

"I don't know what your purpose is, but I want to advise you that this is not a place where you, Wei Lin, can be bullied by other children in a small town, but not here."

The general chatted again: "Ji Leng was right, fuck his mother Wei Lin first."

The boy in white opposite was not too nervous, but still not nervous. He seemed to be talking to himself and his voice was loud.

"There is a woman named Shu Xiaoyu. Oh, by the way, she is a beautiful sister in a colorful dress, very beautiful. She is said to be a divine cultivator. Although she cannot attack the Qingyang Town people at will, she uses some small tricks to trick Xing Zhen into my house. It's a piece of cake."

Ji Leng stepped forward and stretched out his arms, stopped the three people behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Don't believe him, we understand Xingzhen and will not be fooled easily."

Wei Lin was not too slow, as if he was admiring a treasure, and said to himself: "A short black knife with silver sharpness. It is usually hidden in the trouser legs, and the size of the palm is just right. The feel is really good, it is cold, smooth and flat."

"Well, I forgot to say it, there is a word engraved, it's true."

Su Qingyi could no longer hold on and cried out loud. Xiaohong on her shoulder followed her with tears in her eyes, and she ran out regardless of Ji Leng's obstacles.

"He is talking about Brother Xing Zhen's short knife, and I'm going to find Xing Zhen."

But the little girl still did not escape, and this time she was blocked by Wei Lin.

He sneered: "It's useless if you go. Where should I hide Zhengzhen? I am a mundane person, no one cares about me."

Su Qingyi yelled: "What do you want?"

At this time, Wei Lin was even calmer than adults.

"It's very simple. Shu Xiaoyu wants Xiaohong on your shoulder. Now tell Xiaohong that you don't want him anymore. You want to exchange Xiaohong for Xing Zhen. I will release Xing Zhen. You can go back with me and take Xing Zhen back."

"You must be as soon as possible, don't be too slow. I have limited time and patience. When I lose my patience, I will be too lazy to talk nonsense to you."

Su Qingyi stood there calmly, falling into a dilemma, her face full of pain and tears. Xiaohong on her shoulder was also confused and confused.

For Su Qingyi, it was indeed a difficult choice. One was his closest friend and the other was his favorite partner. The palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh, and it would be uncomfortable to cut off any part of the body.

The little girl's hazy eyes suddenly shone brightly, and she made up her mind to say in a deep voice: "Take me in exchange for Xing Zhen, Shu Xiaoyu gets me like getting Xiaohong."

Wei Lin was stunned on the spot, unable to figure out why Shu Xiaoyu wanted Xiaohong alone, nor did he know the relationship between Qingyi and Xiaohong.

Liu Xian sometimes mentioned to him the various things about the sects of practicing on the mountain. The divine cultivation emphasizes cause and effect, and Wei Lin couldn't figure out the things that were too profound.

I don't know how to answer for a while.

The three children behind Su Qingyi could no longer hold back, and they couldn't bear to see the little girl endure this pain alone. The three of them acted at the same time.

The general waved his fist and hit Wei Lin. The man was tall and the horse was soaring, and the wind was howling, breaking the momentum of martial arts. In addition, the surprise attack made Wei Lin unable to react at a disadvantage for a momentum.

The general muttered: "You turtle, you dare to bully Qingyi sister, and I won't beat you to death."

Ji Leng patted Qingyi's shoulder and comforted her: "Don't be stupid. If you do this, Xing will feel guilty for the rest of your life. You know, Xing Zhen's stubborn temper will never forgive himself for the rest of his life, and he will even go to Shu Xiaoyu to fight to the death."

"Your choice not only can't save Xing Zhen, but will also put you, Xiaohong and Xing Zhen in a desperate situation."

Su Qingyi wiped her tears and said aggrievedly: "What should I do?"

Ji Leng shook his head slowly: "I always feel that there is a loophole in Wei Lin's words, and I haven't remembered it for a while."

Slug Shang Luoqi pulled Qingyi's sleeves, crying and talking hesitantly.

"Sister Qingyi, let's go to save Xingzhen. At worst, I'm not afraid."

The two youngest children seemed to have found some tacit understanding. They ignored Ji Leng's obstacles and wanted to rush into the town again.

Suddenly, Xiaohong on Su Qingyi's shoulder flapped her wings and jumped into the air, flew into the dark night first, and the direction was Qingyang Town.

Su Qingyi shouted: "Xiaohong."

The little girl followed her and chased towards the dark night. She had long wanted to save Xing Zhen Shang Luoqi, and her calf was constantly tidying up.

Ji Leng's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked Wei Lin who was fighting.

"Wei Lin, how many short swords did you see Xing Zhen have?"

The latter was busy with the fight and blurted out: "Of course it's a hand."

Ji Leng said intimately that it was not good and whispered: "Damn it, I'm fooled. The general dragged Wei Lin and I'll go find Su Qingyi and the others."

Without waiting for the general to reply, Ji Leng quickly chased out to find Su Qingyi and Shang Luoqi.

The latter responded loudly as usual: "Okay, don't worry."

Wei Lin asked while fighting, "Did he have more than one broken blade? Isn't it right?"

The general did not hide it: "Have you heard of the mother-child sword? You just saw Xing Zhenxiao sword and didn't play with it with your own hands. It's still Ji Leng clever."

Wei Linru woke up from a dream: "Oh, so that's it."

With a bang, Wei Lin was hit hard in the chest and took more than ten steps back before he could stabilize his body.
Chapter completed!