Being so ridiculed by Konghou, how could the gray-robed male cultivator hold back his anger, wave his sleeves to control the spiritual energy around him, and many invisible knives appeared in the air instantly. Countless blood holes were left behind.
Guilin took a deep breath, trembled and got up from the ground, his body was cut with countless tiny bloodstains by an invisible sharp blade. Blinking his eyes, hiding his fear in his heart, he looked at the gray-robed male cultivator: "You are still from the Yuanji Sect. If something happens to Fairy Konghou, are you not afraid that the Liuguang Sect and Yunhua Sect will not let Yuanji Sect go? It's not only Yuanji Sect, even you can't escape the anger of the two major sects."
Gray Pao sneered when he heard the words: "When you are young, don't try to intimidate me with such words. Even if Liuguang Sect and Yunhua Sect attack Yuanji Sect together, they will not embarrass us servants." A smile appeared on the surface, and this smile was full of sarcasm and disdain, "These big sects are most concerned about being wronged and debtors, and they will not take anger on innocent people."
Gui Lin's face changed slightly, he knew that the gray-robed male cultivator was right, that destroying people is not the way of the Glazed Light Sect and Yunhua Sect. An inconspicuous monk like the gray-robed male cultivator could even end up because of "justice". Feelings" to tell some little secrets, such as some wrong things done by Shuangqing people, and become helpless and innocent people in the eyes of others.
"Why did you do this?" After realizing this, Guilin's face became even paler, "Is this any good for you?"
"What benefits do I want?" The gray-robed male cultivator laughed loudly, "As long as I see you gentlemen in pain, I will be satisfied."
Guilin looked at the crazy and bloodthirsty appearance of the gray-robed male cultivator, and was secretly shocked. This man seemed to have a problem with his mind, and he was happy with the fear and grief of others. How is this different from the "killer maniac" recorded in some books
Didn't Shuangqing want Yuanjimen to become one of the ten major sects, and he didn't realize that there was such a servant around him. With this kind of brain, don't have too much ambition, think too much, and do too little, which is shameful.
A lunatic who takes pleasure in the suffering of others doesn't have much empathy. He bit his lower lip and turned his head to look at Konghou: "Little Shishu, I'm sorry, I've troubled you."
"Don't think too much in a child's mind, it's easy to get old quickly." Konghou patted Guilin's head. She raised her hands and feet, and the invisible blades around her seemed to consciously avoided her and could not hurt her in the slightest.
She shook the magic tool that could record a phantom in her hand: "Daoist hobby is so special, I can only record the next paragraph for the monks in the entire cultivation world to appreciate."
The gray-robed man sneered: "Fairy is a good trick, but unfortunately you have no chance to show this video stone to others."
Kong Hou's words and deeds had already angered the gray-robed male cultivator. He pretended for many years just for this secret hobby. He appreciates the fearful and helpless appearance of others in his hands, but does not like the captive against his will.
Seeing the grey-robed man attacking, Konghou did not dodge or evade, but turned the phoenix head around in his hand and faced it directly.
The huge air impact made Gui Lin almost unable to stand still. He raised his hand and covered the swirling sand and stones in front of him with his robe. He half-squinted to see the Konghou and the gray-robed male cultivator fighting in the air, unable to hide the shock in his heart, Master Konghou. Uncle actually tied with the Yuanying cultivator.
"I thought it was some kind of great power, but it turned out to be just that." Konghou put his right hand on the string of the phoenix's head, and the humming string suddenly stopped. The hairstyle of Jinghong bun is easy to make women feel a little more arrogant, but she turned her head to look at the gray-robed male repairer, as if he was a cockroach in the mud, which made people feel disgusted after a few more glances. , "No wonder I can only do this kind of thing secretly, and usually be a servile follower. If I were a useless man like you, I would have smashed the Lingtai with one palm, and I would have died early."
"Clever teeth!" The gray-robed man's eyes were red, his hands were spread out, and his spiritual energy gathered into a poisonous snake that opened its mouth and roared, biting towards Konghou.
Kong Hou sneered, and the phoenix pattern on the phoenix head suddenly turned into a phoenix phantom, opening his mouth to bite the big snake that rushed over. The serpent was powerless in front of the phoenix and quickly disappeared.
The gray-robed male cultivator covered his chest and spat out bright blood, and took a few steps back.
Konghou would not let go of such a good opportunity to pursue a victorious attack, let alone talk too much. He plucked the strings with ten fingers, and the music clip penetrated the gray-robed male cultivator's chest with a fierce murderous momentum. He staggered a few steps and fell from the air. on the ground.
"You... you are not in the heartbeat period!" The gray-robed male cultivator had a look of horror in his eyes. He looked at Konghou as if he was looking at a monster, "It's impossible, it's impossible."
However, at the age of eighteen, how could there be a cultivation base in the Nascent Soul stage? When he remembered what happened to the Glazed Light Sect during this time, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Could it be that you are the real..."
"Pop!" Ling Kong slapped the gray-robed male cultivator with a slap, and Kong Hou's eyes showed disgust: "Take other people's lives as a means of making fun, what's the difference between a person like you and a bug in the gutter."
The phoenix head changed back to the hairpin and returned to her hair. Instead, it was the Shuishuang sword made by Master Qiu Shuang himself. Lingtai. She doesn't need her phoenix head to kill such a person, she is disgusting.
He lived for seven or eight hundred years, but was forced to this point by an eighteen-year-old girl. The gray-robed male cultivator hated and was afraid. He hurriedly said: "Fairy Konghou Mingjian, I am not in trouble with Yunhuamen, but to clear our Yuanjimen's traitors."
Guilin, who was standing behind Konghou, heard this, and his face turned pale immediately. He looked at Konghou who was looking at him, his lips were trembling weakly, and he could not say a word.
"It's your business that you have traitors in Yuanji Sect. Why did you offend my Yunhua Sect disciples?" Konghou sneered, "Is it easy to be bullied by our Yunhua Sect people?" The male cultivator's arm, but Lingtai was dodged by him. She is not in a hurry. After the cultivation base entered the Nascent Soul stage, she hadn't done a good job with others. Many techniques that used to be difficult to use in the past, but now want to eat and drink easily.
Seeing that Shui Shuangjian seemed to have eyes, he chased wherever he hid. The gray-robed male cultivator was holding the hole where blood was bubbling on his body, and he could barely avoid a sword: "Because the traitor of our Yuanji Sect is the return, he is a disciple of our Yuanji Sect, and sneaked into the Yunhua Sect under the order of the sect master. Be an undercover agent and find out the secrets of Yunhuamen."
The sword that was about to be inserted into the gray-robed man's spiritual platform crooked and pierced his arm.
Konghou looked back at Guilin, and found that his face was pale, and his eyes did not dare to look at her, so he knew that the man in gray robe was not lying. She retracted her gaze and said with a half-smile, "You mean he's a traitor, do you mean he doesn't pass news to you anymore?"
The gray-robed male cultivator glanced at the Shuishuang sword that pointed directly at his eyebrows, and asked, "This kind of person with ulterior motives, the fairy still protects him?"
Hearing the words of the gray-robed male repairer, Guilin felt chills all over his body, and couldn't help clenching his arms. He clearly disliked those people in Yunhuamen who were noisy, disliked them for not doing their jobs properly, and disliked them for being ignorant in their actions, but at this moment, thinking that he was about to lose these things, there was no relief or relief in his heart, only endless fear.
The trust of his peers without hesitation, and the unsuspecting smiling faces, were all obtained after he came to Yunhuamen.
"We don't need a person like you to worry about how our Yunhuamen will deal with our disciples." Kong Hou's eyes became cold, his tactic changed, and the Shui Shuang Sword suddenly separated into countless swords, and with a force like a broken bamboo, the gray-robed man was repaired. Tie into a hedgehog.
Seeing that Yuan Ying escaped from the gray-robed male Xiu, Kong Houfei grabbed Yuan Ying in front of him, and with a force in his hand, crushed the Yuan Ying into the palm of his hand.
As soon as the gray-robed male Xiu died, the surrounding barrier disappeared. Konghou recalled the Shuishuangjian and turned his head to look at Guilin.
The handsome and slender boy stood quietly under the moonlight, with a long shadow under him, cold and lonely. Kong Hou sorted out his clothes that were messed up because of the fight, and said lightly, "Why are you still standing there, you haven't followed up."
"Uncle Master..." Guilin raised his head with water in his eyes. He walked to Konghou and knelt down, "Uncle Master, I was wrong, don't..."
what else
Don't drive him away, or don't despise him
Returning can't say it, and it's shameless to say it. He entered Yunhuamen with bad intentions, and now he was discovered by Yunhuamen, even if he was destroyed by Yunhuamen to Lingtai, he deserved his life.
Konghou looked at the boy's trembling shoulders, bent down and reached out and patted his thin back: "Get up, I'll talk about it later."
"Uncle Shi, are you still willing to let me go back?" Guilin stared at Konghou in a daze.
"I promised your master that I will take you and Rourou back completely. If I lose you now, what will I give to your master?" Konghou smiled, "Or, you don't want to go with me. I'm going back?"
Guilin shook his head, how could he not be willing. Uncle Konghou was willing to take him back, indicating that she did not completely dislike him. When he returned to Qiyue Peak, even if he knelt to death in front of his master, he would not leave Yunhuamen.
I didn't realize how beautiful it was until I got warm. Only after getting it and owning it, do you know that you can't bear the pain of losing it at all.
Wuchuan, who suddenly sensed the breath of Konghou and Guilin, rushed over and jumped on the fence to see Guilin kneeling in front of Konghou, who bent down and patted his back lightly. Seeing such a scene, Wu Chuan couldn't help but look around. If other people saw this, wouldn't he suspect that Konghou stepped on two boats, and even his nephew would not be spared
"Senior Brother Wuchuan." Konghou had already sensed Wuchuan's approach, and when he saw that he was standing on the fence and couldn't get down, he turned his head to look at him puzzled, "What are you doing standing there, watching the moonlight?"
There is also a corpse in the yard, the smell of blood fills the sky, no matter how beautiful the moonlight is, it will be discounted.
Wu Chuan glanced at Gui Lin, who was still kneeling on the ground, jumped off the fence with a blank face, walked to the gray-robed male cultivator who was covered in blood, and stood still: "Dead?"
"Dead wicked people don't talk nonsense." Konghou stretched out his hand in front of Gui Lin, "Get up."
Guilin looked at the white and tender palm in front of him, rubbed it on his body twice, then stretched out his trembling hand and put it in Konghou's hand. The palms are warm and soft, like the most beautiful sunshine in spring.
Konghou grabbed Guilin's hand and lifted him from the ground like a chicken.
Wuchuan quietly watched Konghou and Guilin, and after Guilin stood firm, he said, "This man has wounds caused by Le Lu and sword wounds. It is not wrong to be killed by our joint efforts."
"Senior Brother Wuchuan is right." Konghou knew Wuchuan's intention and smiled at Wuchuan, "Please don't worry, brother, I have pictures of this person doing evil here. We should send the Feixun Talisman to Yuanjimen and invite them to come to the door. Here comes the corpse."
"Is this person from Yuanjimen?" Wu Chuan glanced at the male cultivator who was beaten beyond recognition by Konghou. Even if there were people who knew the male cultivator present, he probably wouldn't recognize him.
"Yes." Konghou nodded, and briefly explained what happened to Wuchuan.
"I see." Wu Chuan said, "Then put away this person's body now." He looked at Konghou, who turned his head to look at the return.
Guilin... Guilin silently bent over to pick up the bloody corpse.
Nearly an hour has passed, and the disciples who went out to look for the return have not returned. The tea has long been tasteless, Huan Zong sat with his eyes down, others could not see his emotions, but Qiu Shuang found that he looked out the window several times.
"The moonlight is just right outside. If Zhongxi doesn't dislike it, then accompany me to enjoy the moon." Qiu Shuang didn't embarrass the younger generation's hobby. She stood up and opened the door, walked to the fence outside and stood still.
Huan Zong came out after her, he put his hand on the railing, his eyes widened, and the night wind blew his robe, making him look like a fairy who was about to step on the moon.
Konghou came out of the dense forest, and what she saw was a beautiful man with an indifferent expression under the moonlight. She jumped on the ground and waved, "Huanzong."
The immortal who was about to step on the moon showed a smile. He was tempted by the red dust, and abandoned the moon and jumped off the flying palace.
Seeing the two juniors separated for an hour, they happily held together, Qiu Shuang lazily leaned against the railing, showing a smile. Even if the ending of some love is not very good, but when the love is strong, it is so beautiful.
When I get older, I like these sweet and beautiful things, and even hope that these good things will never be broken.
"Why have you been out for so long?" Huan Zong saw that Konghou's clothes were wrinkled a little bit, and his hairpin was a little crooked, so he reached out to help her hold the hairpin, "Are you doing something with someone?"
"I met someone with a problem with their brain." Kong Hou whispered, "But it has been solved."
Huan Zong smelled the blood on her body, and turned his head to look at Guilin who was walking behind Wuchuan. He nodded slightly to the two of them, and didn't ask anything. He turned to Konghou and said warmly, "Go back and rest."
Watching Konghou and Zhongxi fly away, Guilin slowly lowered his head and looked at the shoe upper where he was standing on the soil.
Wu Chuan took a few steps and saw Guilin still standing there, thinking that he was frightened by what happened just now. A somewhat awkward smile appeared on his always serious face: "It's alright, here are all people from our sect, you don't have to be afraid anymore."
Raising his head to look at the smiling face of Master Zhangpai, Guilin nodded slightly: "Thank you Master Wuchuan."
"What are you doing with such a serious child?" Wu Chuan patted him on the shoulder, "Get up, you will be able to receive your monthly salary when you return to the sect, and then invite a few of your fellow sects to have a meal at the foot of the mountain."
Gui Lin's face stiffened slightly. After returning to the sect, will Qi Yuefeng still want him
After Konghou returned to the flying palace to bathe and change his clothes, he lay down on the bed. She fell asleep very quickly, but after falling asleep, she always dreamed of the Star Gate. She dreamed that she was constantly competing with the generals and puppets, winning faster than ever, and becoming more and more proficient in the use of magic tools. She was the phoenix head, and the phoenix head was her.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw several people standing beside her bed.
"Uncle Master, Huan Zong, Senior Sister Linghui..." Konghou stood up from the bed and found that Senior Brother Wuchuan and others were still standing in the corner of the room. Maybe because she was sleeping, they didn't get too close. She was a little puzzled, "Why are you all in my house?"
Qiu Shuang reached out and probed her lifeline: "The meridians are thick and powerful, and the spiritual platform is clear and bright. It should be a dream that I entered the practice, and it's nothing."
Konghou hugged his little quilt tightly and blinked at everyone, looking extremely innocent.
"You..." Qiu Shuang glanced at Huan Zong, got up and said, "Let's go out first and let Kong Hou have a good rest. After an hour, we will arrive at Zongmen."
Arrive at the sect in an hour? Didn't it take two days to arrive, did she sleep for two days
Soon everyone else in the room was gone. Huan Zong quietly looked at Konghou, who was holding the quilt, and was hugged into his arms. His voice was dark: "You're fine."
Kong Hou knew that he suddenly fell into a coma, which must have worried Huan Zong. She lay obediently in Huan Zong's arms and whispered: "I had a dream that I was still in the world behind the Star Gate. I climbed the tower countless times, and each time it was faster and easier."
Huanzong did not expect that the gate of the constellation opened by the real person Hongyan was so powerful that it still affects Konghou up to now. He gently stroked Konghou's blue silk: "This is a good thing. In the entire cultivation world, there are very few people who can practice on their own after falling asleep."
Konghou remembered the box that Master Hongyan asked her to open after she came out of the Gate of Constellation, and the contents of the box were later attached to the phoenix head. Could it be... the influence of those things
She called out the phoenix head and stroked the phoenix pattern on it. A trace of spiritual energy poured into her fingertips, like a gentle palm, gently combing her meridians.
The small world created by the previous sect masters of the Moon Star Gate is indeed more powerful than Konghou expected. She glanced at Huan Zong, and had some kind of guess in her heart: "Huan Zong, after a while, I want to visit the Moon Star Gate."
Huan Zong smiled: "I will accompany you."
Konghou laughed and said, "The Sect Master Wangsu has already spoken, and we will no longer see foreign guests. Aren't you afraid of being turned away with me and humiliating?"
"If two people lose face together, it won't be so shameful." Huan Zong chose a set of robes from the storage ring and gave it to Konghou, "Didn't you say that you would return to the sect beautifully two days ago, and if you don't get up and dress up, it will be too late. already."
Konghou quickly lifted the quilt and sat in front of the dressing mirror: "Fortunately, you reminded me."
Kong Hou stood at the back, looking at her back and smiling lightly, with a warm smile in his eyes.
On the Yunhuamen Martial Arts Arena, Wangtong looked up at Fei Gong, who was about to land, and squinted his eyes. The person standing beside his apprentice seemed to be the real person Zhong Xi
Didn't he say that he treated his apprentice as a little junior sister, why did he follow him cheekily? What's wrong with this
He used the sound transmission technique to say to Heng Yan: [Senior brother, what is wrong with this real Zhongxi, who treats our Yunhuamen as a second home? 】
Heng Yan remembered the news that Wu Chuan came back, and coughed dryly, so guilty that he didn't know how to answer.
Seeing that Hengyan didn't answer, Wangtong didn't mind. During this period of time, the senior brother always secretly stuffed him with spiritual stone magic tools, so generous that Wangtong was embarrassed to spend the spirit stones outside.
Seeing that the Fei Gong had already landed, Wang Tong didn't have the mind to ask any more questions. He walked quickly to the front of the Fei Gong, bowed to Qiushuang, and then waved to Konghou: "Konghou, come to Master."
Konghou glanced at Huan Zong, picked up the skirt and trotted to Wangtong: "Master."
"Well." In front of the "outsider" Huan Zong, Wangtong nodded solemnly, and said to Konghou and his two disciples, "Go, go back to Yuefeng."
"Wait." Konghou turned around and pulled Huan Zong over, "Master, Huan Zong also lives with me on Qiyue Peak, is that okay?"
Wangtong stared at Huan Zong for a long time, and then said with a straight face: "You can arrange it."
He couldn't be unwilling to be that wicked person because the "outsider" didn't make his disciple unhappy.
Seeing Wang Tong's expression, Kong Hou secretly sighed in his heart. It seemed that it would take some effort to get Master to accept Huan Zong.
She put her hands behind her back and secretly hooked her fingers towards Huan Zong. Huan Zong reached out and grabbed the hooked finger, and the corner of his mouth rose slightly.
"Is someone deliberately embarrassing you at the exchange meeting?" Wangtong turned to look at his disciples and grandchildren. Li Rou stood in front of Konghou and Huan Zong. She was worried that her body was not big enough, and she also pulled Guilin over, "Master, Master Zhongxi takes good care of us, and no one dares to deliberately make things difficult for us."
Wang Tong felt even more uncomfortable. This Zhong Xi couldn't pick out any faults in his body. How could he make his apprentice change his mind and fall in love with other male cultivators
Seeing Shizu's face getting more and more ugly, Li Rou was very worried about Master Konghou and Zhenren Zhongxi.
Just hearing the name of the real person Zhong Xi, the master's face is so ugly, if the master knows that the master and the real person Zhong Xi have promised each other, wouldn't they have to fight with the real person Zhong Xi on the spot