After regaining his freedom again, Fang Yuan, escorted by three old deacons, rushed straight out of the dungeon. Thinking back on what he had encountered during the day, even he found it difficult to explain in words. First, he was about to become the disciple of the head of the Qingyang Sect, and then he was about to go to the Yunfu Palace to build the foundation. It could be said that he reached the sky in one step, but just in the clouds, he was knocked down from the mortal world and imprisoned in a dark prison for slaying the demon. Just when he thought he was going to die, he actually received the secret protection of the Immortal Sect and rushed to Zhongzhou. All these changes really made him feel complicated and difficult to describe...
But no matter what, even though I am now a fugitive, I still feel a little warm in my heart!
After breaking out of the underground prison, he saw the sky full of stars, and he felt like seeing the sky again.
"Three seniors..."
He took a deep breath and turned to look at the three old deacons.
In fact, when he saw these three people, he basically knew the identities of these three people. They all belonged to the category of "protectors" of the Immortal Sect. They had profound cultivation, but they were hidden in the Immortal Sect. Very few people are seen, and outsiders don't know their identities. And they themselves have even forgotten their past and names, and are willing to hide in the Immortal Sect and only serve the Immortal Sect!
Fang Yuan was deeply surprised that the sect leader would send these old deacons to help him.
Usually, only descendants of the sect leader's lineage are qualified to be guarded by guardians.
I'm pretty good, I actually got three of them at once...
"There is no need to call us seniors, just think of us as slaves. Since we were rescued by the sect master, we have forgotten our names!"
One of the three old deacons said in a hoarse voice, then flicked his sleeves, held up a silver shuttle, and whispered: "After all, you have not yet completed the foundation building, and your magic power is not pure. Even if you have a flying magic weapon, It is impossible to escape the pursuit of another foundation-building monk, so the sect master sent the three of us out to allow you to leave the country of Yue in the shortest time... "
Another old deacon said: "You don't have to take care of us along the way, just protect yourself!"
Fang Yuan was slightly startled, but he didn't know what to say.
"who is it?"
But at this moment, before Fang Yuan could answer anything, the three old deacons suddenly reacted at the same time and looked in one direction. Then Fang Yuan saw that in that direction, a tall and tall line appeared. A fierce figure, carrying a big sword on his shoulder, walked over with great dignity. When he heard the three old deacons shouting, the man was obviously startled.
"Huh..."
The figure was discovered and turned out to be very ferocious. He slashed at him with a knife without saying a word.
That sword was extremely tyrannical and violent, and even Fang Yuan did not dare to underestimate it...
"killed!"
One of the three old deacons shouted in a low voice.
The other deacon immediately took action, and his skinny palms, like sharp claws, moved directly towards the broadsword.
There was only a "pop" sound, and he had already grabbed the big knife.
But unexpectedly, the power on the sword was so strong that even the old deacon was shocked and took a step back. However, the old deacon was a foundation-building practitioner after all. He just stepped back slightly, and his magic power surged. It stuck directly into the figure, and its skinny claws were like weapons, tearing directly towards the throat of the tall figure, but without mercy, it killed him directly.
"Wait a minute..."
When Fang Yuan saw this scene, he was immediately shocked and shouted hurriedly.
"Um?"
When the old deacon heard this, he retracted his sharp claws and suddenly retreated to where he was, looking at Fang Yuan in surprise.
"This person seems to be..."
Fang Yuan gave a bitter smile and looked towards the tall figure.
"Huh? Is it Junior Brother Fang?"
The tall figure seemed to have no idea that he had walked around the gate of hell just now, and he cried out in surprise.
It's none other than Guan Ao...
"What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
Fang Yuan immediately smiled bitterly, apologized to the three deacons, and asked Guan Ao with a bitter smile.
"I'm here to save you..."
Guan Ao said naturally, put away the big knife in his hand, and said with a naive smile: "Why did you run out on your own?"
"Come and save me?"
Fang Yuan was startled and looked at Guan Ao in disbelief.
Guan Ao nodded and said seriously: "I heard they said you were going to die tomorrow. I couldn't ignore it, so I came to save you!"
Fang Yuan took a look at him and saw that he was wearing the iron armor he had given him and carrying the big sword. It was exactly the same outfit he wore when he killed the monsters in the Devil's Breath Lake. He had a big face and was full of hair. With a solemn look on his face, he suddenly realized that this fool... he was really here to save himself. Was he planning to go straight into the prison and rob him out
Not to mention him, even the three expressionless old deacons had strange expressions in their eyes.
Looking at Guan Ao, he looked like a fool.
"You just came here to rob the prison?"
Fang Yuan also looked helpless and said, "Then why were you hanging around here just now?"
Guan Ao said: "I haven't found a way in yet..."
Fang Yuan: “…”
Three old deacons: "Ahem..."
Fortunately, this fool could think of it, and he so carelessly carried a knife to rob the prison. If Elder Qin hadn't released Fang Yuan in advance, and he really killed him, he would have been killed by this formation without even having to make a secret whistle. Trapped…
However, although this was a stupid approach, it made Fang Yuan feel slightly warm in his heart. He smiled and said, "Thank you very much, Senior Brother Guan, but I'm out of trouble now. You'd better go back quickly and don't do this again in the future... This matter will not happen in the future." I’ll repay you again!”
Guan Ao said: "I have no plans to go back, I have to protect you and escape!"
Fang Yuan could see that Guan Ao really wanted to save him, but he couldn't help but feel helpless in his heart. He sighed and said: "Senior Brother Guan, I accept your intention, but you will go with me. , what about your sister?"
Guan Ao laughed after hearing this: "I thought of it a long time ago!"
Before Fang Yuan could react, he heard Guan Ao wave to the grass in the distance: "Little sister, come quickly!"
Then I saw the grass slowly parting, and a thin figure came out, but it was a delicate little girl, wearing a bright red cotton-padded jacket, wrapped tightly, her hands and face were frighteningly white. It seemed like there was no sunlight. She was holding a huge vase in her arms, covering most of her face, and her eyes were looking at Fang Yuan and the old deacons with a slightly indifferent look!
This time Fang Yuan was really stunned: "You came to rob the prison and you brought your sister with you?"
Guan Ao said: "I just thought, I can't go back even after being robbed in prison. I have to wander around the world. I can't leave my sister behind!"
"... Let's go out first!"
Fang Yuan was really speechless, feeling like he didn't know how to answer the conversation...
But for a moment, there was no time to say more, so I had to take Guan Ao and his sister out of here first.
This is the back mountain area of Qingyang Sect. Once someone is discovered, he will be severely punished.
Guan Ao broke into the back mountain without authorization and had the idea of taking prison, so he would have to be confined. It was even said that the opportunity he just got not long ago to worship the immortal sect again might be cancelled. Guan Xiaomei's situation is even more special. She is not a disciple of the Qingyang Sect. Coming to a place like this will be a big trouble. If someone finds out, she may be shot to death...
So Fang originally planned to take them out first to avoid being caught by others.
When he said this, Fang Yuan looked at the three deacons carefully, but found that none of them had any reaction!
It seemed that these three people really didn't care about anything other than taking Fang Yuan out of the country of Yue.
"okay!"
Guan Ao nodded hurriedly, picked up the big knife in one hand, hugged his sister in the other, and ran away.
Fang Yuan couldn't help shouting: "Come back!"
Guan Ao turned around and said impatiently: "Junior Brother Fang Yuan, this is the time to run for your life, why are you so verbose?"
“…”
Fang Yuan said: "You ran in the wrong direction!"
…
…
"Haha, Junior Brother Duan, you seem a little uneasy..."
At this time, on the Qingyang Zongke Peak, among the palaces, in a luxuriously furnished room, the true disciple of Yinshan Qianlong Sword was playing chess with Duan Feiyuan, the great disciple of Shenxiao Peak. Duan Feiyuan seemed to have poor chess skills. After several games, Qianlong Jian easily stopped the world. In the end, Qianlong Jian stopped moving and just smiled and looked at Qianlong Jian who seemed to be a little lost!
"Uh... no..."
Duan Feiyuan was sweating, raised his head, shook his head quickly, and arranged the chessboard in a hurry.
"You're in a state of confusion, take a rest!"
Qian Longjian laughed, messed up the chess pieces, looked at Duan Feiyuan and said: "I am also thinking about a question. You mentioned that tomorrow, the elders and sect leaders of your Qingyang Sect will be so relieved. Would you like to leave that Qingyang Sect disciple to me?"
Duan Feiyuan was stunned when he heard this, and said blankly: "Isn't the person already imprisoned in a black prison?"
Qian Longjian smiled and said: "If you are imprisoned in a black prison, you can also let him go privately..."
Duan Feiyuan didn't seem to have expected this. After being slightly startled, he hurriedly shook his head: "No, he is not worthy of what the Immortal Sect does!"
"Haha, even if you do it, there is actually no way to prevent it!"
Qianlong Jian laughed softly and said: "My Suanni beast is a strange species from the ancient times. Every time it stares at someone, it remembers that person's energy. Even if the other person escapes to the ends of the world, it can still be defeated by it. I found it. I was able to find Qingyang Sect this time, thanks to it. So, you better stop thinking about it and let’s play a good game of chess. Anyway, the result will not change!”
After hearing this, Duan Feiyuan immediately raised his head and looked at him in a daze.
Qian Longjian, on the other hand, just picked up the tea cup and took a sip, his face as calm as the wind.
"Roar… "
In the night, from an unknown distance, a furious roar suddenly came from the person who was the purple-haired suanni beast of the Qianlong Sword.
The sound was like thunder, rolling and moving, faintly disappearing into the distance.
It seems to be conveying something to the outside of the mountain...
I'm going to drink and knock some of them down!
(End of chapter)