Zhan Qingfeng's sudden confession stunned Ye Wuji. Before she could answer, she heard two voices replying at the same time.
"You won't survive!"
"You're dreaming!"
Two voices, one rough and the other mellow, one came from King Gu, and the other came from the stone door at the entrance of the tomb.
The heavy stone door has been pushed open, and a man in a green shirt is standing outside the door with a long sword in his hand. He has a light on his back and his eyes are dark. Behind him, the big moth that chased Ye Wuji here was lying there.
"Master!" Ye Wuji shouted in surprise.
Xie Hanyi walked forward step by step. His steps seemed very slow, but he was in front of King Gu in an instant.
"Did you hurt my disciple?" Xie Hanyi asked.
The Gu King waved his claws and rushed towards Xie Hanyi.
With just one sword, Xie Hanyi only swung one sword, and the sword light was like thunder and lightning. The Gu King that Ye Wuji and the two had been fighting for a long time was split into two, and its body was dead before it could even react. In fact, he twitched a few times while standing before falling down.
All the bugs in the tomb became silent. Creatures have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid harm. The man in front of him had an aura that seemed to come from the abyss of hell, which made all the bugs dare not move rashly.
Xie Hanyi touched Ye Wuji's big acupoints, took out a small brown medicine bottle, helped Ye Wuji up, fed her to drink, and then picked her up horizontally.
"Master," Ye Wuji leaned against Xie Hanyi's arms, loosened her clenched fists, and relaxed her whole body. Before falling asleep, she did not forget Zhan Qingfeng and said, "Save Brother Zhan."
Xie Hanyi glanced at Zhan Qingfeng. Although his handsome face was expressionless, Zhan Qingfeng felt a deep dislike. Zhan Qingfeng felt that if Ye Wuji hadn't said that, Xie Hanyi would have left him here.
"Ying Yi." Xie Hanyi called out, and the new Ying Yi walked in to heal Zhan Qingfeng's injuries.
This is Xie Hanyi, the owner of Wuyou Villa, Xie Hanyi, the one who fought off a hundred thousand Tatar cavalry alone! Zhan Qingfeng looked at Xie Hanyi's back with admiration in his eyes. However, Master Xie seemed to be very dissatisfied with him. Did he think he was too weak? Also, Ye Wuji is the disciple of Master Xie. If he wants to marry Ye Wuji, he must not be so weak. After returning home, I must practice diligently in the hope that one day I can be recognized by Master Xie. Zhan Qingfeng thought optimistically, never expecting that Ye Wuji actually didn't respond to him at all.
Aslan was sitting in the ruins of the main hall of Feidu Immortal Palace. He was holding three green jade objects in his hands, an axe, a yue, and a green jade harp that was only three inches and six cents long. The harp, emblems, strings, and instruments are all available. I wonder what kind of person can play such a harp. Just a moment ago, Xie Hanyi broke into Feidu Immortal Palace. Without saying a word, he gave him part of the jade flute he found, asking him to tell him the whereabouts of Ye Wuji, and then destroyed most of them with a sword before leaving. Fly across the fairy palace.
"Oh my, I hope Master Xie can save his beloved disciple, otherwise you will be in trouble." Tian Jia leaned against the pillar with his arms folded across his chest and teased.
"If I could find the secret of immortality, how could I be afraid of just Xie Hanyi?" Aslan held onto the green jade tightly. He was almost there. In addition to the pendant on Ye Wuji's body, he still had three more to go. When all the flutes are gathered, the map left by Duan Qingxiu will be illuminated. If you follow the map, you will be able to obtain immortality and wealth at your fingertips!
"Then I will help you succeed as soon as possible." Tian Jia's eyes were curved into crescent moons, and the smile on his lips was exaggerated. Then he took out a small golden abacus from his waist, "Before that, can the leader first How about settling the bill?"
"Do I still owe you money?" Aslan glared at Tianjia dissatisfied.
"No, of course, the leader of the church will not owe money. It's just that I have an eighty-year-old mother above me, and a baby waiting to be fed. There are dozens of people at home waiting to eat. Please forgive me, the leader!"
After hearing Tianjia's words, even Aslan couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"You're a liar! Which of your Shadow Tower killers is not an orphan without a father and mother?"
"Yes, yes, it was my fault for lying to you. If you settled the bill, how could I lie to you?"
Aslan thinks he is quite thick-skinned, but compared to this Tianjia, he is really nothing. This guy is a master who will do anything for money. Aslan asked his men to bring gold and silver, and after settling the account with Tianjia, he drove him out of Feidu Immortal Palace.
Tian Jia touched his bulging pocket and walked on the road humming a tune. He entered the city and planned to go to the store to get a jug of good wine and a plate of peanuts and eat them slowly for half a day. As he walked across the street, he suddenly saw a particularly shiny bald head among the crowd in front of him.