Now even Qingqing found the problem, and the junior sister asked:

"Why not both of them are taken away?"

"Don't know."

You Wuming spread his hands and said calmly:

"Brother Zhang Chu, I'll take one, I'll take one. You guys want to go to the dock? I can escort it. But I have to take one, the saint, and go back."

"You boy..."

This worry is so hard that the Mustard Monk and the people in the car don’t know how to evaluate him.

Say he is vicious.

His level of words was as chaotic as a seven or eight-year-old child's logic, and there was no trace of malice in his blue eyes.

Perhaps because of Qingqing, he was quite kind to the people in the carriage.

But say he is innocent.

Everyone just saw how he killed a master on the ground with one knife. It was no more difficult than killing a chicken.

"You escort us to the dock first."

Xuanyu poked his head out of the carriage and said to You Wuming:

"When we arrive, we will give you another saint."

This is a lie.

From the light in Xiao Xuanyu's eyes, it can be seen that she was fooling the silly child of You Wuming.

"No!"

You Wuming shook his head, jumped up, blocked the carriage, he glanced at Qingqing and said:

"I will not hurt you, you. But don't lie to me, give it to me first, Saint, and I will escort it."

"Little mute!"

Qingqing rushed forward and pushed You Wuming away a few steps. She sternly said:

"If you think I am a friend, leave now!

If you don’t see us and you insist on taking a saint away, then I won’t have a friend like you! I won’t let you take any of them!”

"Qingqing, you... don't force me."

You Wuming was even more anxious. There was a blood-red light in his left eye. He said in a hoarse voice:

"You are not me, your opponent. I see you are here and will not harm your life, but Brother Zhang Chu, I can't...must take one away!"

As he spoke, Yu Wuming touched the handle of the evil knife behind him.

The murderous aura on his body rose again, but it did not fall on Qingqing at all, but on Mustard Monk and Tie Niu. The blood sea demonic power in his body rose.

The illusion of the sea of ​​blood floats around the body, causing the people around to breathe, and the mouth and nose to fill their sweet and bloody smell.

The insects thrown out by the Xuanyu used to plot against the lifelessness, after they came into contact with the illusion of the blood sea, they all roared and retreated, fearing the extremely corrosive evil true energy.

"Qingqing, come back!"

In a hurry, the mustard monk grabbed Tie Niu's Zen Staff, got up and rushed to Qingqing, staggered to the ground, picked Qingqing up, threw it at the carriage, and shouted to Tie Niu:

"Take them away! Kongwu, protect them, I'll hold him back."

Seeing the Mustard Monk blocking in front of him, You Wuming's left eye turned blood red again, one eye was blood red, and the other eye was light blue, looking quite evil.

His hand was held on the Ch'ie Sword and looked at the Mustard Monk, shook his head and said:

"Master, you can't stop me. You will die."

"Even death won't let you pass!"

The mustard monk had already revealed a ferocious will to die on half of his face. He grabbed the Zen stick, his head lowered, and the great power of the Heavenly Dragon Staff Technique was ready to go.

Seeing that the conflict was about to arise, Qingqing gritted her teeth and rushed forward to stop it.

She realized that You Wuming seemed to have some special feelings for her, and perhaps she could use this to threaten the young man and let him retreat.

But as soon as Qingqing got up, she was pressed on the shaft by the hand stretching out from the carriage.

The curtain was unbuttoned, and Yaoqin with a veil stretched out of her body. She looked at You Wuming, her fingers tightly, her tone was cold, and she said in a deep voice:

"Escort them to the dock. I...I'll follow you!"

"Sister Yaoqin!"

Qingqing was so anxious that she grabbed Yaoqin's wrist with her back, but Yaoqin looked at her gently and said softly:

"You and Shiyin both want to call me sister, this is what I should do now. I have been hiding for too long. If this time, it would be fine if I could protect you both peace.

My uncle sacrificed his life in the rear to intercept him. Master Lang Seng also told me before that he had ambition to die, and he wanted to find a glimmer of life for the sound of poetry.

If you lose here, it will be useless to lose my uncle's intention.

Needless to say more, go quickly.”

As the flames on the dim street were reflected, Yaoqin blinked at Qingqing and said softly:

"I'll give you peace first.

Your senior brother has promised that he will protect me and I believe in him.”

Qingqing saw Yaoqin's eyes and she knew it.

The junior sister pretended to be angry and snorted at You Wuming, stamped her feet, and hid back into the carriage.

Not long after, in the night, the crested eagle quietly flew out of the car window and flew into the night sky.

The crested eagle had a note tied to its claws and rushed towards the city gate battlefield. It was about to find Shen Qiu there and deliver the last chance to rescue Yaoqin to Shen Qiu.

The You Wuming, who escorted the group to the pier, naturally felt the crested eagle flying into the sky.

But he did not stop him.

He has few friends, so each one is very important.

I had already made Qingqing angry just now, so I should follow her now.

It was already very difficult for him to sway between Zhang Chu Ge's orders and Qingqing's requests.

It would be better not to cause trouble.

As for whether the saint I brought back would be rescued, it was not something I had to worry about.
Chapter completed!