......

The saint was on the top, and Zhao Wujiang was on the top for another hour until the saint cried with grief.

Afterwards, Su Huayi rubbed her lips and teeth, as if she was angry, happy, resentful, and hatred.

At the same time that Zhao Wujiang and the saint of Hehuan Sect ended again, the battle in the monk's tomb mansion in the back mountain of Putuo Temple also came to an end.

Xuanyuan Yuheng joined forces with ten masters and elders of the Qianlong Sect to fight with many powerful people. As the true fire gradually emerged, he did not care about using the Star-Sucking Technique to devour others' cultivation.

However, two fists cannot match four hands, especially in the face of the joint efforts of the leader of the Thieves and Jiang Chengfeng and other powerful men, Xuanyuan Yuheng's cultivation level cannot keep up with the speed of serious injuries and continues to retreat.

Under the desperate protection of the elders, Xuanyuan Yuheng broke through the siege of everyone and fled at night.

This time, he was unable to seize the secret book of the Sweeping Monk, but also lost ten strong men in the gang. More importantly, his story of his Star-Sucking Dafa was completely exposed, becoming a public enemy of the world, and being all the people

It is believed that he had taken away the "Prajna Sutra without Formation".

Xuanyuan Yuheng is hiding in the night at this moment, shuttled through the dense forest, and behind him are the strong men chasing them.

His mouth, nose and ears kept bleeding, but he didn't dare to stay for a moment.

From beginning to end, he couldn't understand why a token of the Qianlong Sect appeared in the coffin of the Sweeping Monk.

Qianlong's teaching is over... His heart is overturned, and the martial arts cultivation of the pursuers behind him is inspiring. He understands that maybe he can escape the pursuit today, but Qianlong's teachings will inevitably face the encirclement of people from the world. His foundation for many years

One of the efforts will be ruined.

Although he did not have any emotions that were difficult to give up, after all, one of his great foundations was about to die, which would inevitably make him feel hurt.

After running for more than an hour, a pool of blood was flowing from where Xuanyuan Yuheng passed under the night. Finally, two old men appeared in front of him, wearing straw hats and blue and purple robes, who were here to pick him up.

The elder of the Gu clan.

Jiang Chengfeng and others chased the people stopped. They were not afraid of the two old men, but the insects climbing densely on the ground ahead.

There are centipedes as thick as arms, toads as big as adults' heads, long snakes with painted gold all over, bats with wings spread like eagles, and field mice with red eyes, etc.

"Facialless man, you actually have an affair with Miao Man in the southern Xinjiang. Could it be that you are going to betray the Daxia River?" Someone shouted loudly.

In exchange for Xuanyuan Yuheng's sneer, his eyes were cold and glaring at the people who were stopped by the insects, and then stepped into the night with the two elders, and their bodies disappeared in the cold mist.

The Guworm made a strange sound, rushing towards the powerful people, and exploded into colorful blood mist in front of them.

Different Taos and different fates.

A white dove's wings have become a phantom, and it has pleasantly swept across the mud of hills, canyon plains, and passed through the bamboo forest of ancient temples, and landed on a calloused left hand.

The white pigeon was gurgling, Li Yuan was pulling off the letter from its feet, throwing it gently, and it left in the night wind.

Li Yuanzheng slowly spread out the letter, his eyes moved, and the surprise on his face became increasingly intense.

He glanced at the children of the Jianghu who were cleaning up the bodies and healing the wounds in the valley. Jiang Mengli held the sword with both hands and shook her high ponytail:

"Zhao Wujiang's letter?"

"Brother Zhao has a message." Li Yuanzheng handed Jiang Mengli the letter sized by the palm of his hand and breathed a long sigh:

"The faceless man is the Xiaoyao King of Daxia, the leader of Qianlong Sect..."

"What?" Jiang Mengli exclaimed. The evil skill of the Faceless Man can kill countless heroes in the world, and his master Li Changfeng is also here, but this kind of evil man is actually a member of the Daxia royal family?

She raised her eyebrows and snatched the letter:

"So what if it's the prince? Could it be that the Daxia royal family asked Zhao Wujiang to lobby us for the faceless man?"

"After all, you still have a little prejudice against Brother Zhao." Li Yuanzheng shook his head and sighed:

"Brother Zhao just asked us to spread the news..."

"I have no prejudice against him, I have only doubts about him..." Jiang Mengli's eyes flashed. She didn't believe that the man who made her mind turbulent was a eunuch, or rather, she didn't want to believe it.

So she always inadvertently showed her edge towards Zhao Wujiang.

Some people like it, it is a struggle, it is a struggle, and some people like it, it is a perfect match.

"What are you thinking?" Gu Nanyuan leaned against Zhao Wujiang's arms, and the familiar sense of peace of mind made her slightly narrowed eyes tremble. She couldn't help but think of what Grandma Jin Hua said.

"The fire of the wedding dress in the furnace is a miserable life, but I'm lucky to meet a good man."

This good man must be Zhao Wujiang... Gu Nanyuan said so in his heart.

Zhao Wujiang had just returned and said that it was better to resolve enemies than to make a fortune. He communicated with the saint of Hehuan Sect for a long time before making peace.

Maybe because of the communication that he worked too hard, he lie down and fell asleep.

He must be tired... Gu Nanyuan thought to himself, if he is awake, he will be afraid that he will touch my body with his hands and feet again...

As he thought about it, Gu Nanyuan pursed her red lips tightly, grabbed Zhao Wujiang's big hand, and gently placed it on his soft waist. Then he shook his cheeks with peace of mind, rubbed Zhao Wujiang's chest and eyes.
Chapter completed!