The guest in white did not break his promise, picked up Du Yuying, walked slowly forward, and headed down the mountain.

Although Master Guo had severe internal injuries, his light skills seemed to have little effect. With the white-clothed guest in front of him, she was not in a hurry. While slowing down the speed, she secretly repaired the internal injuries.

Occasionally, when I looked up at the white-clothed guest who was holding her disciple, I couldn't feel any sense of incongruity. If it was an ordinary monk, it would be strange if I saw my female disciple being held by a man and not pulling my sword to fight to the death.

However, she couldn't even feel any resentment in her heart.

Although she asked the guest in white to carry Du Yuying down the mountain, one thing must be clear: it is to carry it, not to hold it!

Carrying and holding are two completely different concepts.

Men carry women on their backs, which is a relationship of friends.

A man holds a woman, which is a relationship.

Of course, those students who like to be stubborn said that when Mama is sick, can’t male students be carried to the doctor?

Well, this is family affection, okay.

Baiyike was just a strange man, so casual, holding a big girl running all over the mountain, especially in the eyes of her traditionally educated master, this was almost a serious accident of molesting women. The problem was that her master seemed to have a broken memory, and she forgot the moral dogma of men and women not being able to get along with him. She just thoughtfully troubled her mind and asked: Who is Baiyike? Why didn't he let Yingzi know that he helped him to help? Also, why did Xiang Zuoyu, the "sword madman" of the four great kings of the Yellow-Shirt Sect, be trembling with him? Logically, such a powerful person should be famous outside, why hasn't he ever heard of such a person in the martial arts world?

Why......

It was not until the guest in white put the person gently and carefully on the soft grass and gave her last suggestion that she was shocked and came back to her senses: "Master, I hope you can keep the things tonight in your stomach forever and make it rotten."

The sound was not over yet, and the figure flashed and disappeared in the direction of the mountain.

President Guo was stunned and fell into deep thought.

*******

Return to the top of Yan Peak, Hengshan Villa.

The number of Huahuangshan Sect members gathered here far exceeds the speculations of the military and civilians at the foot of the mountain.

Here, not only are there three of the four great King Kongs gathered: "Lightning Sword" Yu Buyi, "Death God" Mu Tianming, "Sword Madman" Xiang Zuoyu. The think tank Liu and Bai Shi Ye are also here. Of course, as the general managers of the Yellow Soldier Sect, Yun Zhonglong is indispensable. Not to mention these for now, it is necessary to explain that Hengshan Villa is the dominant base for the Master Mojian to train talents for the Yellow Sect, so there are more than 200 young masters hidden here. Perhaps, in the eyes of Master Mojian, they are far from qualified to graduate, but in essence, even with the remaining power at present, looking at the world, you can definitely crush the faction.

According to the passion and impulse of young people, they did not take the hundreds of heroes at the foot of the mountain seriously. If they let go, they would say who would destroy them.

However, as Master Liu said, the people below are not pure martial arts people, almost half of them are masters of officers and soldiers. If they fight regardless of the consequences, they will inevitably confront the court and become rebels and states. They will face a huge national artifact! They will escape by chance. The result will be that they will be wanted by the whole country, with the greatest world, but they will have nowhere to stand up and live a life of escape for the rest of their lives.

No one wants to live the kind of life that will always be in the darkness.

However, facing the siege of the military and civilians, even if you cannot easily start a war, life will be extremely bad even if you hide here. After all, people should eat, drink, defecate and urinate when they are alive.

There is no shortage of water, but it is very difficult to eat. Originally, the grain storage in Hengshan Villa was at most half a month's consumption. Now, one was surrounded by roads at the foot of the mountain and could not go out for purchases, and the other was suddenly increased by Yun Zhonglong to join dozens of people. However, in order to evacuate at full speed when they fled, they had no time to carry food. Therefore, the original per capita ration base dropped sharply, accelerating the consumption of food. In this way, the grain that was originally enough for half a month was exhausted. In the next few days, they were all gnawing on the vegetables grown in the mountains and some unknown fruits. Some young people could not stand such light days, and their stomach discomfort and diarrhea was depressed.

In short, young people who are used to feeding big fish and meat suddenly encounter such a difficult life, like a cage, and most people look listless.

Not to mention young people, even Master Liu, the old man, can't stand it.

Now, when the "knife madman" Xiang Zuoyu came back to report to Yun Zhonglong, he had already gone back and forth at least three times, moving his empty steps, and sat down with difficulty as if he was exhausted, pointing at Zuoyu, and gasping for breath: "Xiang Zuoyu, what did you say just now? The white-clothed guest cut off his head under your nose, and even stomped it down?"

Xiang Zuoyu was speechless. This was the fourth time he asked. He wanted to say to him, "Why, you are sure that you won't go to the toilet again?"

However, if you think so, you dare not take it seriously. After all, they are the oldest master of the think tank, and respect is a must!

So, he nodded and said, "Yes, Master Liu."

Master Liu said, "Oh, come on, tell me what the situation is..."

Xiang Zuoyu opened his mouth. When he was about to speak, he saw Master Liu wave his hand and said, "Oh, no, wait, darn!"

He stood up again and walked out of the hall with staggering steps.

Master Bai covered his mouth and let out a light and strange laughter, saying to Zuoyu: "Zaoyu, you just wait for the fifth and sixth time hahaha, tonight, your beautiful nightlife is to repeat the description of your story, hahaha..."

Xiang Zuoyu's mouth twitched and he shook his head helplessly.

However, in fact, Master Liu did not ask Xiang Zuoyu again for the fifth time - because he did not come back.

After everyone had a hard time discussing, they suddenly realized that this time, Master Liu had been there for a long time and had not returned to the hall.

Master Bai smiled and said, "Can you fall into the pit and can't get up?"

Yun Zhonglong raised his eyebrows and frowned, "Not it."

He turned his head to the two young men and said, "Aniu Ajian, go and have a look."

The two young men immediately responded.

Then, not long after, they ran back in panic. Both of them looked pale and frightened. A Niu said, "Master Liu really fell under the pit!"

Ajian said: "His neck was twisted off!"

"What!" Yun Zhonglong was shocked.

Master Bai was also surprised.
Chapter completed!