Chasing brother for thousands of miles

A word fell into the boiling oil pan like a drop of water, causing an uproar among the crowd.

Many young Wudang disciples showed embarrassment and resentment on their faces. They raised their swords and were about to fight again, but Daoyuan Daoyuan gave Qixian a thoughtful look, and for some reason reached out his hand to stop them.

"stop,"

Daoyuan looked at Qixian and the others with a sullen face, "Mr. Qixian has said so much, I think he feels that Wu today's strength is not enough to keep your Excellency, you and other skilled people are bold, I hope that in the future, in this Jianghu, It’s good to be so frivolous from the beginning to the end.”

He flicked his sleeves, his eyes seemed unfriendly.

Qixian's eyebrows moved slightly, but as if thinking of something, she smiled at him, that smile was like a mockery among those Wudang disciples.

"Master, offend!" Wen Nianyuan pulled the seven strings, clasped his fists to confess his crime, and then rushed down the mountain without looking back.

He knew that Qixian had no intention of fighting at all at the moment, and the incident at Thunder Mountain Villa would definitely cause more uproar in the world than the fire at Qianheguan, not to mention that Ye Leiting and them were friends in need, if...

The head of Wudang can control his temperament, but those disciples have never been treated with such contempt since they started, and they have never seen such a madman. Some young and energetic ones couldn't help but ask Ying: "Master! Disciple Willing to go through fire and water for Wudang, and never let them go down the mountain, please allow it!"

Dao Yuan took a look at the disciple who asked to fight, he was the best among the youngest disciples in Wudang, but that was all.

For this Jianghu, they are still too young, and because of Wudang's many years of accumulation and power, they have never seen the real danger of the Jianghu, so they are so ignorant.

Although he was annoyed by Qi Xian's frivolity, he was never stupid, just as he saw very clearly that Qi Xian was crazy because he had capital.

And he, the untrained emerging forces of the Wudang sect, is still far behind. Such aggressive advancement is only due to youthful spirit and blindness.

——Why did the Snake Tide choose Wu as his hand? Didn't he understand later?No, he understands too well, just as he dare not trust Qi Xian easily, if he only cares about himself, why should he be so exhausted.

Be cautious, think left and right, think about everything, but because there are still such a large group of disciples standing behind him, with high positions and heavy responsibilities, he has to be responsible for Wudang and these young people.

"Li Mu." He turned his head and looked at the young disciple half kneeling on the ground who was filled with righteous indignation.

"The disciple is here!" The other party raised his head, his face full of indignation and excitement.

Master Dao Yuan nodded, "Go."

His face brightened, he gave a loud shout, rushed forward with his sword, leaped high, and grabbed Qixian's neck, with the sound of howling wind in his ears, he felt that he had never been so fast in his life—until he found out that he didn't Move, just maintain that ridiculous posture of raising the sword.

Qingtong flashed past behind him, no one even saw how he hit the acupuncture point, and Dao Yuan Daoist didn't suppress him, he was completely at ease.

Ning Xiumao laughed loudly, and threw him back into the group of Wudang disciples with a whip. Wen Nianyuan didn't look back, a dark light shot out, and Li Mu coughed out a mouthful of blood amidst the crowd's terrified shouts. The stiff body that had been acupointed also returned to his own control.

However, the chest is like a burning fire burning vines, and the blood is surging. I don't know if it is because of the state of mind or because of the encounter, there is a hidden sign of madness.

At this moment, there was a clanging sound of the piano in the air, obviously no one was playing the piano, the seven strings were just pressed with fingers, and flicked twice in the air.

As if Li Mu's chest had been hit by a heavy hammer, he couldn't help but vomited another mouthful of blood.

Amid everyone's silence, he was the only one who realized that the boredom in his chest was swept away, not only was there no danger of going mad, but he also had a faint premonition of a higher level of comprehension of the mind.

However, his appearance was only embarrassing in the eyes of others.

"Brother!" The faces of the other Wudang disciples flashed with astonishment one by one. It's not that they haven't heard of the names of Qixian and the owner of the inn, but even when Wen Nianyuan and Ning Xiumao fought against them just now, they I don't think so.

But now...someone soon realized that these people, apart from being serious when fighting against their sect masters, were just playing around with them.

Everyone blushed, but this time no one made a sound. Although their eyes were still like swords, they fell silent unexpectedly.

After a long time, Li Mu pressed his chest, stood up slowly, and went to see Dao Yuan Daoist, "Master..."

Dao Yuan glanced at him, didn't say much, just said: "Go back and rest."

Someone couldn't help interjecting, "Sect Leader, let them go like this, but Qixian is—"

Li Mu cast a glance at him, "Stupid! Since Qi Xian is so proud, he wants to kill people and kill them in front of the whole world, why bother to do something shameful."

Regardless of whether the juniors around him have turned around or not, he has already understood the painstaking efforts of his head. In fact, from the very beginning, the head of Dao Yuan tended to believe that Qixian and the others should be more, if not for the safety of the whole Wudang , he didn't have to work so hard.

I'm afraid that when he saw Qingtong next to Ye Jiuxiao's body, he would have become even more suspicious of who made the order to kill Qixian, otherwise, how could he just arrest the child unscathed.

On the contrary, they themselves, when tying up the young man who had no power to resist, used so much force full of malice.

The head of Dao Yuan didn't seriously keep Qixian and the others at all. In fact, they wanted to be vigilant when they came out just now. Instead, they themselves, the group of Wudang disciples with higher hearts than the sky, had a thorough look at their own strength.

Other than that, could it be... Now the Wudang faction may not be full of iron buckets, maybe there are some messy people mixed in, so that the headmaster can't let Qixian and the others go openly.

If that's the case - Li Mu felt a sense of crisis in his chest, and suddenly felt that the cold water had been soaked in the twelfth lunar month.He thought of Qixian's inexplicable smile to the head before he left, so he also understood.

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!" An eager gasp came from next to his ear, Li Mu came back to his senses, and looked at the senior in front of him.

The other party said anxiously: "Brother, what should I do, Qing'er, the granddaughter of the senior who came to look for our elder, has not been found yet, and the old senior has disappeared, will it...will it be a snake..."

... Li Mu looked at his gentle, courteous and frugal junior brother who was a bit dumbfounded, and sighed, no wonder the head of the sect has to do everything possible to let them grow, otherwise, hey.

"Junior brother, was that young 'girl' still tied up by us just now? And that old senior just whipped me."

Daoyuan Daoyuan, who was both gratified and worried about the performance of his disciples, returned to his room, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten an important thing-"It's not good, the body of Miss Ye is still in Wudang Keep it!"

Although, whether Miss Ye is the real Miss Ye is still open to debate.

But at this time, Qi Xian and his party have already descended the mountain and are rushing to Thunder Mountain Villa. Qixian has no intention of putting on any more disguises. He knows that although there are still people chasing and killing him, most of them will probably go to Thunder Mountain Villa. went.

Ning Xiumao came forward and bought two horses anyway. No one knew whether he was really short of money or did it on purpose. In short, under his rhetoric, he tricked Qingtong into riding with him. With a look of regret, he applied medicine to the blue and red strangle marks on Qingtong's body.

Wen Nianyuan hugged Qixian, pulled the rein, and left the two people behind silently. After throwing a certain distance, he slowed down the rein, looked sideways at his arms and closed his eyes slightly, not knowing whether he was taking a nap or Thinking seven strings.

"Just now, with that head?"

Qixian slowly opened his eyes, and glanced at him. It is said that the head of Wudang is about to reach his sixtieth year, and Wen Nianyuan will never be jealous with such an old man, but judging by his posture, he really does not give up without answering. Feel.

He thought for a while, and then brought up another topic, "We saved Wudang once to prevent him from destroying the family, but Daoyuan suspected you and me. Do you think he doesn't know right from wrong?"

Wen Nianyuan thought for a while, "It's hard to say."

Qixian smiled, as if she suddenly became interested in Wen Nianyuan's face, staring at him closely, her eyes made people want to move, but her tone of voice was meaningful, "Why is it hard to say?"

"From Wudang's point of view, there is nothing wrong with him; from your point of view, it is inevitable that he will be unhappy."

"Don't dare to laugh or cry, Fang Xin is hard to be a human being." Qixian suddenly sighed, "Although the original meaning of this poem is different from the present moment, the last two sentences are universally applicable. To be human Difficult, ask God's will, even more difficult."

"That old man is not stupid, Wudang, there is still a way to go." He sat up straight, half turned around to look at Wen Nianyuan, "But Thunder Villa and Brother Ye, if—"

Seeing the deep worry in Qixian's eyes, Wen Nianyuan didn't say much, but tightened the reins again and swung down the whip vigorously.

Seven days later, Qixian and his party arrived at Thunder Villa.

The continuous buildings still stand there silently, magnificent and majestic, one can imagine the prosperity of the past.

But now, such a magnificent building can only make people feel cold.

The countless pavilions and pavilions were lifeless and empty, only the smell of blood and the killing intent that refused to dissipate filled them, with a heavy ghostly aura, as if there were unwilling ghosts and ghosts, wandering back and forth in it.

They seem to be watching the strangers who walk in all the time, so that they can drag the single living people into the endless dark abyss and sink together with them.

Such a desolate and desolate scene makes people have to be shocked that the world is impermanent, and the ups and downs can be overturned in just a moment.

Qingtong's reaction was particularly strong. Seeing the Thunder Mountain Villa like this, he remembered the Liu family back then. It was the same, from a place full of people's voices to a monster.

Everyone knows that under such circumstances, it is almost impossible for Ye Leiting to be alive, and it even gives people an illusion that the reason why Leiting Villa was suddenly murdered is because the owner of Ye Shaozhuang was too close to Mr. Qixian .

The author has something to say: I cover my face in shame (but I found that my face is too big to cover it...) Thank you for the blue and white mushrooms and the rocket~ Girl Yifeng dropped the mine and the rocket for a song~ Please listen to me Listen~listen~listen...not a single word is in tune!