Brother is always slapping his face

While talking, there was a sudden sound of fireworks being ignited and surging rapidly, bang bang bang, the night sky was dazzling, spreading into the image of an eagle overlooking the earth and soaring into the sky.

Crackling, everyone was shocked, this is Xuantianzong's unique signal flare, a monster appeared!

Holding the long sword in his hand, Jia Jingyu looked awe-inspiring, and immediately used the teleportation technique to go to support with his disciples.

As soon as he stood firmly on the ground, Jia Jingyu found that the disciples who were patrolling with Zhanlong fell to the ground in disorder, some of their intestines and internal organs were bleeding all over the floor, and they were still bleeding, their eyes were wide open, and they were dying. Die, die with regret.

Some injuries were not so serious, clutching their stomachs and rolling all over the floor.

There was also a large and small intestine dragging all over the floor, wriggling with difficulty like a bug, and a frightening bloodstain was drawn from the trace of crawling, and it came to Jia Jingyu's side, clutching his trouser legs tightly with both hands, Like a person who fell into the water, he clung to the straw and refused to let go.

With a hoarse voice, weeping bitterly: "Brother Jia, I don't want to die, please help me..."

Jia Jingyu couldn't bear to watch, and slowly squatted down, all the disciples' hairs stood on end, and their spirits flew out of fear.

Raising his trembling hands slightly, Jia Jingyu's eyes showed pity and helplessness, even his lips were trembling, and he said in a very soft and slow tone: "I'm sorry..."

Helpless, powerless.

Jia Jingyu's single palm was full of spiritual power, and he patted that disciple's cap lightly, and he let go of his hands, and immediately closed his eyes.

"Jia Jingyu!" A disciple was furious, as if he was about to come over and teach Jia Jingyu a lesson.

Jia Jingyu got up abruptly, looking back with chills, the furious disciple's arrogance disappeared suddenly, and he stopped abruptly.

"Where did Zhanlong go?" Jia Jingyu's eyes were bright and his voice was loud, beating on everyone's hearts. The disciples were shocked and suddenly realized that they looked around and hurriedly looked for Zhanlong. Sure enough, he was not among the injured disciples.

Zhanlong, where did he go? !

The last time Qiushuangjian was able to track the wisteria banshee with incomparable precision when Jia Jingyu was thinking about it.

It was because Qiushuangjian confronted them head-on and tasted the blood of the Wisteria Banshee, the leader. The spiritual power and demon power she used was archived and remembered by the sword, so that she could effectively track and defeat the enemy.

But now, Qiushuangjian has never confronted a monster, so what should I do?

Jia Jingyu was anxious, and raised his voice and roared again: "I ask you, where did Zhanlong go?"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, like piercing clouds and cracking stones.

At this time, a disciple clutching his stomach and screaming in pain raised his hand tremblingly, pointed to the west direction, and said weakly: "Over there..."

Jia Jingyu didn't have time to think about it, so he teleported quickly and rushed to save Zhanlong.

The speed adjustment of the teleportation technique this time is similar to the lightness skill of flying over the eaves and walls, making it easier to find the target and shoot in time.

Soon, Jia Jingyu discovered that Zhanlong made the Chasing Wind Saber, like a dragon and a tiger, with an aggressive edge.However, what is even more unbelievable is that the invisible monster that kills people is now a phantom, like a will-o'-the-wisp floating in the wind, and it is impossible to see his true face clearly. Not sure.

Jia Jingyu held Qiushuang sword tightly, stepped forward and joined the battle.

The light of the sword, the shadow of the sword, shocking the electric rush to the stars.

The monster saw that he couldn't get any benefit, jumped into the air, burrowed into the bushes, and disappeared without a trace.

Jia Jingyu and Zhan Long chased at the same time, but the speed of the monster's escape was astonishingly fast. They chased for a few steps, lost direction, and stopped suddenly.

"Let him run away again!" Zhan Long gritted his teeth and said angrily.

Jia Jingyu was speechless, turned his head and found a bloody opening on Zhanlong's left shoulder, bleeding continuously, and said in a deep voice, "You are injured."

Zhan Long frowned and glanced at the wound, and covered it subconsciously, but the blood from the wound leaked out from between his fingers.Jia Jingyu quickly tapped the acupuncture points on his shoulder a few times to temporarily stop the bleeding.

Zhan Long slowly removed the hand covering the wound, gave him a grateful look, and then said with regret, "I fought that monster a few times, but I still haven't seen his true face."

"He's like a phantom that comes and goes without a trace, and I haven't seen clearly what he looks like," Jia Jingyu said.

They were talking, when suddenly there was a rustling sound from a certain bush, and the two people immediately tensed up, met their eyes, clenched the weapons in their hands, held their breath, approached step by step with light hands and feet.

When they got closer, through the moonlight, they vaguely saw a vague figure hiding in the dark, trembling, and found Jia Jingyu and Zhan Long, with sharp eyes and cold light from the sword in their hands, they were so frightened that they shouted softly One voice: "Two immortals, don't kill me, I'm passing by!"

"Stand up and talk." Zhanlong said sternly.

"Okay..." The man didn't dare to disobey, and stood up slowly. He was dressed in ordinary coarse linen clothes, his hair was tied up with a drawstring, and he was dressed in men's clothes, carrying a bulging bag on his back. Through the moonlight, I can see clearly the appearance of "him".

The face is like a silver plate, with timid almond eyes.Seeing the face of the person in front of him clearly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Zhan Long's mind, she looked like a girl with whom he had met once.

The face in front of him overlaps with the face in his memory, and Zhan Long is sure that the "he" who disguised himself as a man is the one he never forgets.

She has ridiculed herself boldly, but it is not memorable, her facial features are exquisite, especially those almond eyes like clear springs, which are unforgettable in my photograph, and I still miss her to this day.

Their eyes met, and they were all taken aback.

However, she took a quick glance at the wound on Zhanlong's right shoulder, her lips parted slightly, she hesitated to speak, and her eyes showed concern and worry.

Jia Jingyu sized them up a little curiously, and at a glance he could clearly see the piercings in that person's jade-white ears that couldn't be hidden.

Is this a girl in disguise?Could it be that she and Zhanlong are old acquaintances?

Soon, the girl realized that she bowed respectfully to them, smoothed the burden on her shoulders, and stammered: "You two immortals, I passed by here, I really didn't do it on purpose. Seeing you subduing demons and goblins, I was scared to death just now, so I had to hide in the grass, and I will leave right away..."

As soon as the words fell, and before they could respond, the girl turned her head and ran away.

"Come back." Reflexively, Zhan Long called her to stop subconsciously.

The girl hurriedly stopped, turned around slowly, and asked nervously: "You two immortals, what else do you need?"

"It's so late, don't run around alone, it's not safe." Zhan Long paused, and then said: "You have also seen that there are monsters making trouble in Changping County. Since we met by fate, why not go to our Xuantianzong to lodge One night."

The girl blinked her eyes in a daze, thinking she had heard wrong.

Jia Jingyu was also happy to do favors, and chimed in: "You also saw how dangerous it was just now, I suggest you go to Xuantianzong to stay for a night, we are not bad people, you know?"

Of course I know that you are not bad people, but now that I am running away from home, I am very embarrassed...

The girl hesitated for a moment, then thanked them again: "Thank you two immortals for interrupting."

"You don't need to thank me, thank him." Jia Jingyu looked at Zhan Long and said casually.

Hearing this, Zhan Long became a little uncomfortable and coughed a few times.