windy cold

When Lu Wanfeng was about to rush up to rescue Ling Qiuyu, there was a loud roar and hissing from outside the arena. He looked over vigilantly, and saw a few people dressed in rags jumped in from outside the wall and joined the battle.

He let out a long sigh of relief, the people from Yixiantian finally came!

The addition of another group of Demon Cultists made the scene chaotic for a while, but soon people discovered that they had a common enemy, so they continued to fight against each other before they had time to wonder.

The newcomers are in high spirits, and the desire to fight that has been accumulated for many years is gushing out like a well, and the hands holding the weapons are trembling with excitement. In their eyes, these enemies are not former classmates and practitioners, but just thieves who are against the sky!

The field was full of enthusiasm, and the Xuanzu once again won the advantage.

Immediately afterwards, another huge monster also came to the training ground. Lu Wanfeng looked up, and saw that it was a big thick snake wrapped around his hands, with dark black scales and two forked tails. On the body of the several feet long snake was a □□A strong man with an upper body, holding a young man in his arms with one hand, a pair of dark green pupils, looking around everyone in the cold.

Lu Wanfeng was too shocked to speak, this is Sa Wei!Sa Wei who killed Ling Yun!Why did Zi Jiansheng sit on his hand!

The giant snake walked past the crowd, ignoring the panicked people, and headed towards Qu Yanping purposefully.

People subconsciously moved out of the way, and the giant snake came in front of Qu Yanping and the others. Qu Yanping looked at these more or less familiar fellow students unexpectedly, and found Sa Wei who was holding Zi Jiansheng again, and said in surprise: "...You are not dead!?"

Zi Jiansheng hugged Sa Wei's neck, stared at her, and laughed wildly: "Old witch, can't you imagine that you poisoned him and forced me to join the gang, but someone was willing to get rid of the poison for him. Not only did he not die, And let me get it back!"

Thinking that these people can be regarded as Zi Jiansheng's subordinates, it makes sense, so Qu Yanping sneered: "As expected of your pets, they are as old as their masters!"

Zi Jiansheng clicked his tongue and said, "It's really not like you, you are old and pale, and your face is so rotten."

"I'll kill you!" Furious, Qu Yanping swung his whip and hit Zijian's gate of life and death.

Sa Wei hugged the man and dodged sideways, his extra hand raised to block the end of the long whip, and the barbs on it cut his arm open to the bone.

He silently looked at the wound on his hand for a second, and suddenly the corners of his eyes collapsed, the corners of his mouth collapsed, his big head was squeezed into the neck of the person in his arms, acting like a baby, his huge body felt fragile, "Master, it hurts so much!" !"

Zi Jiansheng patted him away, found a comfortable position, rang the charm bracelet, and the three round bells rang crisply. In the next second, several skeleton ghost soldiers slowly crawled out from under the stone bricks. The temperature dropped by three minutes.

I don't know how many times he has confronted his ghost soldiers. Qu Yanping knew that he could still draw with him in a fair fight, but at this time he had the big snake by his side, and Xuan Xuan, who had an absolute advantage in numbers, was around him. Clan, she can't afford it, nor can she consume it.

Pulling a left hand and a right arm, she quickly explained to hold these people, pointing her toes, no longer stubbornly resisting, taking advantage of the gap opened by the giant object, jumping up from the sky, protruding from the encirclement, and retreating temporarily.

"Old hag! Run faster!" Zi Jiansheng hurriedly patted Sa Wei to tell him to catch up, but as soon as he turned around, those demon cultivators came to entangle him, desperately obstructing him, as if desperate.

Zi Jiansheng could only watch Qu Yanping leave, but apart from a pair of bracelets, it can be said that he has no force at all. If he left Sa Wei, he would be hacked to death not long after landing, so even if he I was so angry that I had to hug this guy's neck tightly again.

Just in time to see Lu Wanfeng outside the crowd, he hurriedly shouted: "Don't chase after her! She's about to run away!"

Lu Wanfeng just struggled out of the memories brought by Sa Wei. Although he knew that the big snake was a monster born by Zijian, it was another thing to see it with his own eyes again after such a thing. He was angry. I hate it, but I also know that at least this snake and Zi Jiansheng are on their side now, and it's not the time to act emotionally.

He pursed his lips, said "hmm" to Zijian, and chased him out.

The way out has been set up as an iron wall by them, and the direction Qu Yanping fled is the inner courtyard of the Lu family, where there are few manpower arrangements!

Along the way, there were sporadic Lu family children lying on the ground fainted or dead, and there were mottled blood drops along the way, it seemed that Qu Yanping was also injured.

Halfway through the trace, the bloodstains were broken. He concentrated and summoned the spirit of flowers and plants to inquire.

They seem to have grown a little more, and they still recognize the little master of the Lu family, chattering happily, and finally explain what they saw just now, the woman tapped her acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, covered her tracks, and went to the study direction.

Sending a cloud of spiritual energy to them to taste as a thank you, Lu Wanfeng continued to follow.

After a year, there was no frequent owner in the study, and the grass and trees in the courtyard in front of the door became much more luxuriant, and some eagerly growing branches and young grass sprang up tall, full of vigorous vitality.

But when Lu Wanfeng stepped here, his eyes were full of dullness. What he thought of was the bloody death of his father that night, and the fear brought about by those masked killers.

Now the truth of his father's death has come to light, Qu Yanping's moving hand, the cover provided by the elder brother, the help provided by Ji Yuan, and those undercover demons who lurked in the Xuan clan not long ago, all of them turned out to have happened before then. Bedding started.

Fortunately, everything is finally found out now, and the culprit is in the study in front, where everything started, and now, everything will end there!

The Lian Xing Sword in his hand was about to move, and the blue transparent sword body reflected a clear light color that was never seen in today's gloomy sky. He clenched the hilt of the sword, mustered everything, and walked towards the study.

A hand was suddenly placed on his shoulder, and he turned to look vigilantly, only to find that it was Qin Chuhan who was holding Li Mengqin with one arm, "I'm with you."

He breathed a sigh of relief, the tension in his heart faded a lot, and he smiled and said, "Okay."

Pushing open the door, there is a faint bloody smell in the air. The things in the study are still as they are in memory. Even the sandalwood chair has not been moved halfway, and the collection of books displayed on the antique shelf is not even a little dusty. Nothing was left behind and had obviously been cleaned meticulously.

Lu Wanfeng frowned for a moment, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, his tone was so calm that there was no wave, "Come out."

After the voice fell, the room was silent, and he was not in a hurry, standing in front of the door and waiting.

"Hehe..." After a while, Qu Yanping let out a low-pitched laugh after a while, and Qu Yanping slowly walked out of it, dragging the soul on the ground like a winding red snake, wearing the Chi family's dark gold school uniform, a gorgeous The color and her red and white face are quite abrupt, especially the lower right side of the body is stained with a lot of blood, it seems that the lower back is injured, "As expected of the child of the devil, I have been planted in your father's hands all my life, Now it's in the hands of his son."

Lu Wanfeng straightened his body, entered the door with Qin Chuhan, covered it with his backhand, and said, "Since Yanlai Town, you have been planning for so many years, but you always run into me, you killed so many people, I will let you pay it back today."

Qu Yanping smiled: "It's up to you? I let you die twice, and you not only don't know how to retreat, but now you want to counterattack me, haha..."

The death of Lu Yuan once, the death of Xiao Junli once, remembering that you are the child of the devil, I gave you two chances, but you didn't know how to cherish them!

In a blink of an eye, she looked at another man with a figure like a zither, a crown of jade, even without the sun's bath, it exuded a bright and clean air, and one could tell at a glance that he was a man with outstanding cultivation, and he could not be judged by his age estimate.

But even so, after living for 40 years, are you still afraid of having two children?

Lu Wanfeng raised his sword flatly, his voice was as cold as ice: "Try it and you will know."

Beside him, Qin Chuhan held the qin and stood up, his slender fingertips tapped lightly on the strings, and clear notes resounded after the qin box resonated, like the first horn, and Lu Wanfeng came out in response.

The blue brilliance collided with the dark red monster, and the long sword was not as flexible as a whip. Lu Wanfeng leaned back to avoid the tail of the whip, and quickly drew the sword downward to avoid being entangled by the soul lock. At the same time, he stepped back half a step , turned the horizontal sword, and swept towards Qu Yanping's head.

Qu Yanping did not hesitate at all, retracted the whip, swiped it in a circle, attacked his lower body from below, wrapped around his ankle, and pulled hard.

Almost being pulled away, Lu Wanfeng flipped somersaults to avoid falling to the ground. At the same time, he broke free from the soul lock and stepped up to the beam. The whole person stepped across the beam and circled behind her. The blue sword light split into the air Chop down.

Qu Yanping turned around and grabbed the whip to block, the full sword energy blew away her hair, illuminating the bloodthirsty light in her eyes.

She tutted: "There are two tricks!"

Lu Wanfeng did not back down, and suppressed her whip.

At this moment, Qin Chuhan danced with his fingertips again, and the piano blade made of fierce murderous aura pressed towards her exposed back.

The moment the zither sounded, Qu Yanping pushed the Lian Xing sword to the right, and the person quickly rolled away to the left. Lu Wanfeng was startled, flew back, pulled out the sword flower and melted the qin blade.

When he stood on his heels, he exchanged a glance with Qin Chuhan, nodded tacitly, and looked at Qu Yanping.

After rolling, Qu Yanping landed on one knee. When he raised his head, his scattered hair covered half of the dry wound, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his split mouth, "That's it?"

No one saw when she moved, only had time to see that pair of red eyes lit up scarlet, and then a red shadow hovered from the sky, Qin Chuhan immediately blocked it with the harp, and Lu Wanfeng moved slightly Slowly, the sword was only halfway up before it was hit by the whip to the wall.

He had a splitting headache, staring at his eyes, he braced his head for a long time before he recovered, and found that Li Mengqin, which Qin Chuhan never left his body, had broken on the spot. Fight together.

He was dazzled by the sight. He had always known that Qin Chuhan's cultivation was far above his peers, but he never thought that he would not be at a disadvantage when facing Qu Yanping.

Swallowing the fishy sweetness that choked out of his throat, he had to accept the fact that the Lian Xing sword rolled its blade. Without the sword, he turned back into a cripple without fighting power.

Fortunately, Yaoyuedi was always on his body, and he took it out of his pocket, and he breathed in and played the music, disrupting the battle between the two.

This is not the first time Qin Chuhan has heard his magic voice piercing his ears, and he has consciously blocked it for a long time, while Qu Yanping saw it once in the Xiao family last time, and he couldn't help being irritable, so he had to distract himself and whip at the disturbing person. flute.

Enduring the pain, Lu Wanfeng fell to the side, only to avoid the menacing Soul Locker, and the Yaoyue flute fell to the ground. He crawled over and picked it up again, put it to his lips and continued playing.

This time Qu Yanping was completely impatient. Regardless of the open wound on her body, she swung Qin Chuhan's sword away in an extremely weird posture, stretched out one hand towards Lu Wanfeng, and saw a white light coming out of her sleeve. , hit the door directly.

"Wind!" Mo Wangjian dropped his hand, Qin Chuhan didn't have time to look at it, turned around to stop it, and at the same time pulled out three strings from his side waist, and plucked them rapidly.

The white light was thwarted for a moment, and flew towards the target. Lu Wanfeng had no way to avoid it. The thing pierced his eyebrows in the blink of an eye, and then hovered halfway.

There was a stabbing pain between his eyebrows, and he took a closer look, and saw that it was a silver dart, which stopped there when it pierced into the flesh between his eyebrows.

Panic in his heart, he took off the dart with trembling hands, and suddenly a thin stream of heat slid down from the wound. To be honest, it didn't hurt very much, but soon there was a burning sensation everywhere the blood passed, and it gradually scalded. .

A bad premonition welled up in his mind, as expected, but within a short time, the center of his eyebrows was scalding like boiling water, and his body couldn't help curling up and twitching.

So hot, so hot!

Then the familiar black air surged out from between the brows, and the powerful aura made everyone retreat steadily.

Qu Yanping bumped into the pillar, clutched his chest and spit out a mouthful of thick blood, looked at him hatefully, and seemed to look at another person through his familiar eyes, "It's you again, the devil, it's you again, 20 years, 20 years! You are still protecting the bastard born by that woman!"

She looked up to the sky and smiled, her eyes were full of bitterness and hatred, as well as maddened jealousy and unwillingness to die.

Suddenly, the sound of the door being opened interrupted her laughter. The long hair of the visitor was like blazing flames. His bloody eyes glanced at Lu Wanfeng who was curled up, and then locked on Qu Yanping.

The deep voice refined over the years was like the reverberation of the empty valley. He called her name, the voice was not loud, but it hit the viscera with a loud sound, "A Ping, it's only three things, this is the fourth time."