The old lady is going to give her last words! Pan Yang knew nothing about Gu and was helpless, so he could only go to find Yuan Baoer. Yuan Baoer heard that Qiuyue was about to lose weight, so a gust of wind rushed in!

Ji Fenghua rushed in!

Since leaving the Emperor Platform, Ji Fenghua knelt in front of Qiuyue's cottage with her back, and she was waiting for her to fall with tears.

In fact, Qiuyue Zhenren didn't plan to deal with her. Ji Fenghua was originally a muscular and simple-minded melon baby.

It is reasonable to be fooled by Bai Fengya.

But Ji Fenghua doesn't think so.

She thought she was very guilty. If it weren't for telling Bai Fengya about Yuan Baoer's secret, what happened today wouldn't have happened at all. So Qiuyue Zhenren forgave her, but she wouldn't forgive herself.

When he rushed into Qiuyue's cottage, Ji Fenghua went crazy at that time when he saw Qiuyue's true man twitching and foaming all over his mouth, he was crazy: "Pan, what did you do to my master! I'll fight with you!"

"Stop..." Qiuyue Zhenren foamed at Ji Fenghua and called out: "It was Fengya who put a gun on me..."

"What?" Ji Fenghua was so angry that she rushed to the side of Qiuyue Zhenren, kneeling and tears streaming:

"Teacher——————”

Yuan Baoer was also shocked. She had never thought that Master Qiu Yue, who was good at martial arts, would be so weak...

In fact, it is precisely because of the true person Qiuyue that Yuan Baoer’s dream is to become an invincible female hero!

She envies the elegance of the real person Qiuyue who walks around the world with his sword, and also admires the glory of the first sword immortal in Qiuyue!

She finally became a disciple of Master Qiuyue, but she didn't expect Master Qiuyue to twitch and foam in her mouth...

"Master!" Yuan Baoer also rushed to the side of Qiuyue Zhenren, kneeling and tears streaming: "Master, what's wrong with you!"

"Quick...it's too late..." Master Qiu Yue's face was twisted and extremely painful. The slight bulge on her neck was arching around as if she was crazy. Master Qiu Yue grabbed Yuan Baoer:

"kowtow……"

Although Yuan Baoer didn't know why, he still kowtowed to Master Qiuyue without thinking. Master Qiuyue glared at him and forced a breath of true energy. He did not twitch all over his body or foam at the mouth. He held Yuan Baoer's "deficient pupil" with both hands, and shouted sternly: "Fenghua, protector!"

Yuan Baoer opened her eyes wide, and the thick true energy flowed from the "deficient pot" like a river in the Yangtze River, making her understand what Qiuyue Zhenren wanted to do, but she had lost control of her body.

[Great Method of Transmission of Practice] Once the transmission begins, the party being transmitted is very passive. If you want to regain control of your body, you can only wait until her skill exceeds the party that transmits the power, that is, you have to wait at least half of the transmission power...

So Yuan Baoer can't do anything now, so she can only bear it passively. She stared at Qiuyue Zhenren blankly, and tears rolled down like beads with broken threads, while Ji Fenghua had already burst into tears...

Pan Yang sighed, turned around and walked out.

Since ancient times, beauties sighed at the age of time and did not allow heroes to see white hair. Qiuyue Zhenren originally looked like a middle-aged Taoist nun with a charming charm, but since she passed her lifelong skills to Yuan Baoer, she has grown old at a speed visible to the naked eye. Pan Yang really couldn't bear to watch her turn into a centenarian woman with crane hair and chicken skin...

Qiuyue Zhenren is a beauty and a hero. She could have died decently, but in the end she chose to fulfill her wishes.

It fulfilled Yuan Baoer.

It fulfilled the Emei Sect.

Only.

Sacrifice herself.

Pan Yang's little resentment towards Qiuyue Zhenren had already disappeared, so he just wanted to go out and smoke a cigarette.

But there was no cigarette in his pocket but only sugar. Pan Yang smiled bitterly and peeled off the wrapping paper and put the lollipop in his mouth.

Even the lollipop is not sweet anymore...

At this time, an old man with a goldfish-mouthed Taoist robe came over with a bow and laughed: "Uncle Grand Master, I..."

Pan Yang: "Get out!"

"Okay!" Yu Deshui, the head of Qingcheng Sect, left happily. There was no way, this is his real father!

The smell was as chewing wax as it contained a lollipop. Pan Yang finally heard the heart-wrenching howls of Yuan Baoer and Ji Fenghua from Qiuyue's cottage. He frowned and wanted to go in and take a look, but he still held back.

Cry, cry...

Yu Deshui was stunned when she heard the crying, and then realized what might have happened, and was immediately overjoyed:

It must be the real person Qiuyue who died!

Although I don’t know that Master Qiuyue was infected with the Gu, Master Qiuyue could die at any time at this age. It’s not surprising that he died. Maybe he would sit there and take a nap and never wake up again.

The problem is that there is only one sword immortal in Emei, Master Qiuyue, and Master Qiuyue died, so there is no sword immortal in Emei!

There is no sword immortal in Emei, and the opportunity for Qingcheng is here!

Yu Deshui couldn't wait to spread the news, Kongxuzi, Mr. Yue and the others must be very happy!

As soon as Master Qiuyue fell down, all the martial arts sects in the southwestern that had been suppressed by Emei for decades must have wanted to turn over!

At that time, Emei will decline and Qingcheng will take advantage of the situation to rise, and may lead all the heroes to siege Mount Emei...

Yu Deshui was about to apply oil to the soles of his feet, but suddenly he felt a chill behind him. When he turned around, he was facing Pan Yang's cold gaze. Yu Deshui couldn't help but shiver, and then he remembered that Pan Yang was Emei's son-in-law!

Sitting on the ground without hesitation, Yu Deshui entered into a state of meditation: Uncle Grand Master, don’t worry, I will go into seclusion now!

I will be closed as long as you ask me to close!

Pan Yang then withdrew his gaze: The death of Master Qiuyue means that the sky of the Emei Sect has collapsed, and the sky of the Emei Sect...

Can Baoer hold on?

...

Ji Fenghua walked out with a pale face and red eyes, bent slightly to Pan Yang: "You can go in."

Pan Yang nodded: "Sad to be mournful and follow the changes."

Ji Fenghua suddenly changed color: "Since Pan Jianxian, don't talk nonsense, my master is clearly living a good life!

"My Master President lives for a hundred years!

"Ph, ph, ph, ph! Life is long and long!"

Ha? Real Qiuyue is not dead? Pan Yang was confused: "No, you cried so sadly just now..."

"Do you care if we are willing to cry?" Ji Fenghua glared at Pan Yang fiercely. It was obvious that Pan Yang's words just now stimulated her nerves, but because of Yuan Baoer, she was obviously much closer to Pan Yang.

It is probably the kind of closeness my elder sister-in-law towards her brother-in-law.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Fenghua calmed down her excitement and added: "It's Master who wants to see you!"

Pan Yang couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "What happened just now?"
Chapter completed!