The Jinghong Beast flew very quickly and had a good look.

When Chen Qiu led his men into the enemy formation and was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, it had already found a green figure in the city. The psychic flying eagle did not sing, quietly gathered its wings, and slid down like an arrow from the string.

The junior sister was wearing a night-drawing clothes and was climbing on the broken alleys in the city, looking forward secretly.

You Wuming was carrying the previous carriage and taking Yaoqin to the White Horse Temple.

There are more than thirty feet apart between the two. At this distance, You Wuming cannot sense Qingqing chasing behind her.

"Bang"

The beast of Jinghong fell on the eaves, jumping to Qingqing like a sparrow, lifted up her claws, and gently took out the small note from the melon seeds and bamboo tubes, with a line of words on it.

The crooked ones should have been written by Xiao Tie immediately. Even so, his handwriting is much better than his senior brother.

"Master Chonghe has gone to support and held the Demon Sect for half an hour."

A few simple words.

But Qingqing knew that the fewer words in this world, the bigger the matter was.

The senior brother must not be able to take time, otherwise with the senior brother's love for her, he would definitely not let go, so he asked her to find a way to hold the Demon Cult for half an hour.

This is almost an impossible task for Qingqing.

However, if Chong and the old Taoist help each other, there should be no big problem.

Qingqing pursed her lips, stood up in the alley, and looked around, but there was no sign of Chong and the old Taoist. I thought that the Taoist priest had no guidance from the crested eagle, so he probably went directly to the White Horse Temple.

"This is a bit troublesome."

Qingqing touched her wrist and there was a small porcelain bottle hanging there. It was for Xuanyu to protect herself when she left just now. I don’t know what kind of insect it was inside.

Anyway, Xuanyu told her to be careful when using it and never touch her body.

"I tried to persuade Uncle Jizi to stop coming."

Qingqing moved her footsteps and ran on the eaves of the dead and broken alleys, as light as a feather without any noise. Uncle Mustard was too seriously injured, and he wanted to follow her to protect Qingqing.

But Shiyin, Xuanyu, and Tie Niu also need help.

At this time, they should have left the dock and headed out of Luoyang City. Lei Ye prepared a team of troops there, which should be able to protect them.

"It's impossible to fight, it can only be won by wisdom."

Qingqing lay on the eaves, looking at the car driving You Wuming. The annoying guy was also talking to Sister Yaoqin in the car while chasing the car.

It's really annoying!

Qingqing frowned. If she knew that "Wuyou" was "Wuyou", she would definitely not have saved him in Luoyang, nor would she have had letters with him.

Seeing his handsome face and shy look, he was actually a person from the Demon Sect who killed people without blinking.

The senior brother is right. In this world, people know each other but not the heart.

Qingqing kept thinking about various ways in her mind, and she got up and jumped around in the night on both sides of the street, maintaining a distance of twenty or thirty feet, hanging behind You Wuming.

Seeing that the carriage was getting closer to the White Horse Temple, Qingqing became more anxious.

Otherwise, rush out and forcefully stop You Wuming. Anyway, that kid seems to have some friendship with him. I think it is impossible for him to pull out the evil spirit and cut himself off, right?

Qingqing thought of this in her heart.

Passing another street corner, Qingqing couldn't help but plan to go on a dangerous journey, but suddenly a black thing rushed down in the sky and landed beside Qingqing, which scared the little sister.

"Hey, Qingluan? Why are you here?"

Qingqing looked closely and found that it was the fierce crested eagle of Brother Shangui. When Qingluan saw the familiar Qingqing, she screamed in a low voice and jumped forward like a sparrow.

Scheming Qingqing to follow.

"Brother Shangui, who do you want to chase after?"

When Qingqing saw Qingluan urging her, she asked. She glanced at the carriage, turned around and walked a few steps, and looked back. She found that there was really someone fighting in a yard more than twenty feet away.

A man with the Five Dragons emblem embroidered on his sleeve is fighting with an old man with a short figure and a knife.

The old man seemed to be injured.

But the sword technique was fierce, forcing the servants of Wulong Villa to retreat repeatedly.

Just as he was about to win, the old man suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and was attacked by the servants of Wulong Villa and knocked to the ground.

But the old man was very fierce and he tried his best to worsen his injuries. After a few moves, he stabbed the Five Dragons servant to the ground.

Qingqing hid aside and saw this scene in her eyes.

She saw the old man with a short figure sitting cross-legged on the ground, as if he was healing his wounds, but soon after, he sprayed a mouthful of blood, which was obviously very serious.

Qingluan lay beside Qingqing, waving her mouth up and down, and screaming hoarsely. The eyes of the two eagles were full of fierce light.

Qingqing knew that the old man was the one Qingluan had been following and wanted to kill.

Although Qingqing had never seen the old man with a short figure and a wine gourd, she heard Zhang Lan, senior brother, and Xiao Tie say that there was an elder in the Qijue Sect, which was very powerful.

What is its name Yang Beihan?

The old man in front of him had all the characteristics that matched him very well. I think it was Yang Beihan.

In Qingqing's big eyes, his eyes turned around, and he touched the porcelain bottle under his wrist, and he had a certain plan in his mind.

Hey!

If you capture Sister Yaoqin, I will capture one of you elders. Then exchange hostages and say a few more words. Wouldn't it be delayed?

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Yang Beihan is in great trouble tonight.

He and Zhang Chu attacked the Mustard Monk in front and back, and used Zhang Chu's Yeluo Killing Sword to break the Mustard Monk's turtle shell, and then used the Soul-Destroying Claw to give the last blow to the Nirvana Directional Genealogy.

Everything went very smoothly until he got a sword behind his back.

The strange black sword made Yang Beihan feel a little numb when he thinks about it now.

He claimed that he had followed Zhang Moye to travel around the world, and he had seen the world, but he had never seen such weapons in the world.

Ignore the true energy, hide the murderous intent, and make a decision immediately after blowing the hair.

In addition, the swordsman with a ghost face, whose assassination swordsmanship is not like a mortal, can distinguish sword shadows, and sword shadows actually have attack power.

"Haha, the immortal sword technique."

Yang Beihan sat cross-legged in the small yard, exerting his true energy to slowly heal the injury.

He laughed a few words in a hoarse voice and said:

"It's so amazing. The old sect leader has been alert to you immortal monsters all his life. Now it seems that the old sect leader's vigilance is right. The warriors and monsters jumped out one by one.

puff..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Beihan opened his mouth and sprayed another mouthful of blood stasis.

The sword pierced his body through his heart, which caused him the most serious injury in the past twenty years. But when he was looking for a place to cultivate, he was tracked down by the leader of the martial arts world.

Three people came, shouting and beating and killing.

If they were in their prime, they would kill such people at will, but they would choose the best time.

After Yang Beihan fought to the death, he was exhausted.

He protected all the true qi in his body in his heart so that blood in his body would not block the meridian acupoints. If the true qi dissipates a little, he will be in danger of falling into a coma.

At present, Luoyang City is really not allowed to stay.

Yang Beihan thought that when his injuries were relieved, he left Luoyang. He ignored Zhang Chu's ghost plan and went back to the Seven Quarter Sect General Hall of the Western Regions to heal his wounds.

Such a fatal injury is probably going to go to the Blood Demon Cave and cultivate it for one or two years before you can fully recover.

"It's a losing deal."

Yang Beihan gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and complained.

But just as the true energy was slowly and he was warming around the wound bit by bit, he heard a slight sound, as if someone had climbed over the wall and fell into the small yard.

The steps were light, and he walked over from the base of the wall.

There are also slightly chaotic breathing sounds.

And, a slight fragrance.

Um...

Yang Beihan had his eyes on his back, but his ears moved. He should be a girl. He was not very old and had some skills, and he looked quite good.

Which female hero is he who is planning to come here to find a vacant?

Elder Beihan felt a sense of silence.

Alas, the young people in the world today are really, they are all taller and more than anything else. They really think that if they are injured, they can come up to get a bargain?

After all, I am a half-step Tianlist. Even though I have suffered such fatal injuries, my eyes and ears are still there.

When you are calm, you can clearly perceive all the movements within thirty feet of the surrounding area.
To be continued...