Uncle Shi is always fine

Chapter 33

Young Master Wu was very difficult to deal with, seeing that Jiang Yueling wanted to find Gu Yunheng, he blocked him in every possible way, not letting him approach.

Before the black mist was released, Jiang Yueling didn't take him seriously at all.After the black mist was released, the young master's spiritual power suddenly increased, which caught people off guard.

The black mist seemed invisible and shaped, rolled and rolled around Gongzi Wu's body, and scattered when it touched Jiang Yueling, but when it touched Gu Yunheng, it made him inhale it.

Although I don't know exactly what the black mist was transformed from, but after careful identification, it is not difficult to find that there are countless resentments hidden in it.

No wonder there was no resentment in Ganqing Village, it turned out that it was sucked away by this ring.

Jiang Yueling's expression froze, and he thought: No!The abnormality of Gu Yunheng right now is obviously caused by inhaling excessive resentment.If he is allowed to continue like this, he will definitely be controlled by resentment and lose consciousness.

The stinky fart doesn't have much affection for him, but he is the follower's sweetheart after all. If something happens to him, the follower will inevitably be sad for several times.

Without a sword in his hand, Jiang Yueling dealt with Young Master Wu with his bare hands, while guarding against him being unfavorable to Gu Yunheng, and kept calling Gu Yunheng in an attempt to restore his clarity.

After spending a cup of tea like this, Jiang Yueling was already very irritable, wishing he could slap Gu Yunheng and wake up this stupid disciple.

Young Master Wu's laughter lingered in his ears: "Miss, how long are you going to fight with Weifu?"

"Fuck!" Jiang Yueling cursed at him, this man was too evil, he knew what he wanted to do, but he refused to let him do it.

The more they fought, the farther they were from Gu Yunheng.

Jiang Yueling casually picked up a handful of small stones, poured spiritual power into them, and then pushed them out with force from his fingertips. The scattered small stones hit Gu Yunheng's face, body, and hands.After a while, a muffled hum was heard.

A small stone popped a red dot on Gu Yunheng's forehead, and he called out in a daze, "Huh?"

Finally recovered.

Jiang Yueling said anxiously with a pale face: "Ah, what, give me the Shadow Sword quickly. I will end up with this dead Duanxiu."

Gu Yunheng understood, and hastily pulled out the Shadow Sword from his back.

Before Jiang Yueling finished speaking, he remembered Gu Yunheng's appearance just now, and continued: "Be careful of the black fog, there is resentment inside."

Black mist, resentment.

Gu Yunheng stared at the sword in his hand in astonishment, his body trembled uncontrollably, big beads of sweat came out one by one, like being exposed to the sun in the dog days, his hands trembled so much that he almost couldn't even hold the sword.

Jiang Yueling only thought that he had recovered half of his senses, but hadn't fully recovered his senses, and urged, "Give me the sword."

Sword... give him...

Gu Yunheng raised his head, his eyes fell on Jiang Yueling, the face in front of him gradually blurred, forming a familiar face from memory.

"Junior brother—" Gu Yunheng muttered this title in a daze, his facial features were tangled, and he couldn't help shaking his head, "No, I can't give you the sword."

"What the hell junior brother? I am your grand uncle, give me the sword quickly, quick!"

Jiang Yueling urged him more and more, but Gu Yunhengyue didn't give him any. Holding the Shadow Sword in his hand, he took many steps back.

The young master didn't think it was enough to watch a good show, so he joined in the fun and said, "If you don't give it to him, give it to me, how about it?"

Gu Yunheng looked at him bewilderedly, but what appeared in his eyes was Liu Fuyi's face.

"Master!" In Gu Yunheng's voice, there was the surprise of being saved from a desperate situation, and the joy of seeing a life-saving straw after being at a loss, and obediently threw the Shadow Sword to Young Master Wu.

The young master who caught the sword had no surprise on his face: "So obedient?"

Jiang Yueling was furious, and said angrily, "Are you blind? Is Liu Fuyi so ugly?"

Looking intently, Gu Yunheng's eyes were covered with a layer of gray mist, empty and lifeless, still disturbed by resentment, and had not completely broken free.

It is better to be blind than to be blind.

Jiang Yueling wondered to himself, with the Zizhushan sect's skills protecting him, it was impossible to get close to him due to resentment and turbidity, but Gu Yunheng was disturbed by them to such an extent. Is it because his cultivation is limited, or he has cultivated other heretics? effort?

The situation was critical and Jiang Yueling could not be distracted.Young Master Wu has an extra sword, which makes him more handy.

He has always used the shadow sword to deal with others, but now it is reversed.Jiang Yueling was pointed at by someone with his own sword, and the feeling was indescribable.

Gu Yunheng slowly regained his sanity, looked around, and belatedly recalled what he had done just now, and annoyance suddenly rose in his heart.

Pulling out the folding fan pinned to his waist, he joined the fight.

The Shadow Sword deserves to be made by the head of the Wufeng Sect. Its sharpness is daunting, but it just lightly brushes against the corner of the sleeve, leaving a huge gash.

Jiang Yueling reminded: "Be careful of the shadows!"

It was a good thing to have one more person together. Jiang Yueling glanced at it from the corner of his eye and saw that Gu Yunheng's weapon was the folding fan he used to fan the wind. Yu Zu shouted: "What are you doing with the broken fan? Do you think the shadow is a branch? Your Where's the saber?"

Sabre?

Where is my saber?

Gu Yunheng was stunned again, thick black mist flew out from the ring, pouring all of it into his body as if he had a target.

The speed of the loss of resentment was far beyond Young Master Wu's control. He wanted to stop it, but it was in vain.

"The sword—my sword—"

Gu Yunheng muttered in a low voice, he inhaled more and more black mist, and wrapped it around the folding fan, making it almost impossible to see the shape of the fan.

All of a sudden, Gu Yunheng's eyes were about to burst, and the veins on his neck burst out. All the black mist concentrated on his right hand. With a shake of the folding fan, it turned into a pure black sword.

Black mist was emitted from the blade of the sword continuously, and weeping sounds could be heard in the ear, miserable and desolate, as if it was the last cry of the deceased before death, which made people frown upon hearing it.

Qingming is gone, Gu Yunheng walks with a sword in his hand, approaching Gongzi Wu step by step.

The black mist in the ring seemed to have a consciousness of its own, running towards the black sword in his hand continuously, not listening to the young master at all.

"What's going on here?" Young Master Wu kept showing a frightened expression on his face, looking at Gu Yunheng who was already in a state of madness.

Gu Yunheng raised his sword, and the black mist changed with his movements.

Kill him—kill him—kill!kill!

A series of ghostly and bewitching voices roared in Gu Yunheng's ears, Gu Yunheng was dizzy, he couldn't see clearly what was in front of him, and there was only one thought in his head - to kill someone!

The sword fell, and the move made people unable to fight back, Young Master Wu's face was no longer calm, his breathing became heavier, and there were several more wounds on his body.

Let him go on like this, and he will definitely die.

Young Master Wu can't die now.

Jiang Yueling made a quick decision and changed his fists to stop Gu Yunheng's frenzied slashing.

"Get out of the way, let me kill him." Gu Yunheng, who was red-eyed, didn't listen to Jiang Yueling at all.

A sword with resentment is not as weak as a shadow sword. Jiang Yueling fought against him for a few rounds and couldn't help being surprised. It turned out that Gu Yunheng's cultivation was so powerful that he didn't notice it at all on weekdays.Turning his mind, it's no wonder that Gu Yunheng deliberately changed the subject when he mentioned the sword, because there was a big hidden secret in it.

Regardless of what the truth is, the most important thing right now is to let Gu Yunheng recover. If he is really allowed to kill someone like this, I'm afraid he won't be able to use a sword in the future.

Jiang Yueling's practice for so many years was not in vain. Even if he didn't have a sword in his hand, he would not be unable to deal with Gu Yunheng.

At first, Young Master Wu was dealt with jointly by Jiang Yueling and Gu Yunheng, but after a while, the situation suddenly changed, and they actually fought against each other.

The young master has no perverted personality, he will neither run nor run away, leaning against the wall with his arms folded, he said: "Two beauties are jealous because of me, it makes me feel ashamed. Don't fight, I will marry both of you."

Before the words were finished, Gu Yunheng turned his wrist, and the sword with resentment came straight at Young Master Wu, which caught people off guard.

The smile froze on the corner of Young Master Wu's mouth, thinking that the sword was fixed, but he didn't feel the expected pain.

Opening his eyes, Jiang Yueling's tall and straight figure stood in front of him, holding the sword tightly in his right hand, motionless.

The skin was pierced by the sword, and red blood flowed out, extinguishing the black mist like water pouring out a fire.

"calm!."

"Pure heart!"

"Gu Yunheng!"

"look at me!"

Jiang Yueling's eyes were bright and his voice was clear.

The black mist slowly dissipated, as if being suppressed, he shrank his head and hid in the ring of Gong Ziwu.

Gu Yunheng's empty eyes gradually gained emotion and awareness.He calmed down, but his eyes were stung by the scarlet blood.

He let out a scream, shook his hand, the sword made of black mist dissipated, turned back into an ordinary folding fan and fell to the ground, smashing a groove on the flat ground.

Gu Yunheng choked his throat, regretful and said: "Master Uncle, I—"

Jiang Yueling didn't even look at the bleeding hand, turned his back and said, "Small injury, it's okay." Instead, he comforted him.

Gu Yunheng couldn't help being moved, the sense of guilt that was about to overflow lessened a bit for no reason, and his restless heart disturbed by the cloud of black mist gradually calmed down.Suddenly, his black and white pupils shrank suddenly, grabbed Jiang Yueling's arm, and pushed him away: "Be careful!"

The shadow sword with a gloomy and gloomy glow pierced through the chest and appeared in the sight of Gu Yunheng and Jiang Yueling, flashing past.

Gu Yunheng moved his lips and let out a very light moan. He smiled and said very gratefully: "Fortunately, I didn't kill you."

With the end of this sentence, the body slid down uncontrollably.

Jiang Yueling recovered from his daze, and picked him up with one hand the moment he fell.He frowned, and an indescribable emotion welled up deep in his heart, which was strange, and he had never experienced it before.

Young Master Wu Yijian was not willing to give up when he succeeded with his sword. The fierce sword aura came with a vicious sentence, "The resentment collected with great difficulty, I told you to disturb most of it!".

Jiang Yueling was fearless, holding Gu Yunheng in his arms without moving.

When Young Master Wu was about to approach him, a burst of purple spiritual power burst out from him, easily shaking Young Master Wu one foot away.

Young Master Wu fell to the ground, and with a "wow", he vomited a large mouthful of blood.

With his back turned to him, Jiang Yueling stretched out his hand and turned it, as if a dark thread tied to the shadow sword was pulled by him, and it flew into his hand with a "swish".

Young master Wuzi knew that he was not his opponent, before he could make a move, he used an escape talisman and ran away without a trace.

Gu Yunheng was seriously injured, lying in a pool of blood, Jiang Yueling had no time to take care of him, put away the shadow sword, and hugged Gu Yunheng to heal his injuries.