...

The saint was at the top, and Zhao Wujiang and others stayed for another hour, until the saint was crying in sorrow.

Afterwards, Su Huayi's lips and teeth were grinding together, feeling angry, happy, resentful and disgusted.

While Zhao Wujiang and the saint Su Huayi of the Hehuan Sect were fighting again, the battle in the tomb of the sweeping monk at the back of Putuo Temple also came to an end.

Xuanyuan Yuheng teamed up with the ten master elders of the Qianlong Sect and launched a life-and-death battle with many strong men. As the real fire gradually emerged, he had no scruples in using the star-absorbing method to devour the cultivation of others.

However, it was difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, especially when faced with the combination of powerful men like the leader of the Thieving Sect and Jiang Chengfeng. Xuanyuan Yuheng's cultivation could not keep up with the rate of serious injuries, and he continued to retreat.

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

During this trip to Putuo Temple, he not only failed to capture the secret book of the sweeping monk, but also lost ten strong men in the gang. More importantly, his knowledge of the star-absorbing magic was completely exposed, and he became a public enemy in the world, and was betrayed by everyone.

It was determined that he had taken away the "Shadowless Prajna Sutra".

Xuanyuan Yuheng was hiding in the night, walking through the dense forest, with the strong men chasing him behind him.

His mouth, nose and ears were bleeding continuously, but he did not dare to stop for a moment.

From beginning to end, he couldn't figure out why a token from the Qianlong Cult appeared in the sweeping monk's coffin.

The Qianlong Sect is over... His heart is in turmoil, and the martial arts cultivation of the pursuer behind him is stirring. He understands that he may be able to escape the pursuit today, but the Qianlong Sect is bound to face the siege and suppression of the Jianghu people. His many years of foundation

All your hard work will be destroyed in one day.

Although he doesn't have any hard-to-let-go emotions, after all, it will inevitably make him heartbroken that such a big legacy is about to die.

After running for more than an hour, Xuanyuan Yuheng passed by pools of blood in the night. Finally, two old men appeared in front of him, wearing bamboo hats and blue and purple robes. They were coming to meet him from the southern border.

The elder of the Gu clan.

Jiang Chengfeng and other pursuers stopped. They were not afraid of the two old men, but the densely packed Gu insects climbing on the ground in front of them.

There are centipedes as thick as arms, toads as big as human heads, long snakes covered in gold, bats with wings as wide as eagles, and voles with red eyes, etc.

"Faceless man, you actually have an affair with the Miao people in southern Xinjiang. Could it be that you want to betray Daxia Jianghu!" Someone shouted loudly.

What was exchanged was Xuanyuan Yuheng's sneer. His cold eyes glanced at the people stopped by the Gu insects, and then he stepped into the night with the two elders, and disappeared in the cold mist.

The Gu worms made strange noises and flew towards the powerful men, exploding into balls of colorful blood mist in front of them.

The way is different, the destiny is different.

The wings of a white dove have turned into phantoms, and it flies happily over the hills, valleys, plains and mud, past the bamboo forest of ancient temples, and lands on a left hand full of calluses.

The white pigeon cooed, and Li Yuanzheng untied the letter from its feet, tossed it gently, and it flew away in the night wind.

Li Yuanzheng slowly unfolded the letter, his eyes moved, and the look of surprise on his face became more and more intense.

Glancing at the Jianghu disciples who were cleaning up corpses and healing wounds in the valley, Jiang Mengli held the sword in both hands and swayed her high ponytail:

"Letter from Zhao Wujiang?"

"Brother Zhao has news." Li Yuanzheng handed the palm-sized letter to Jiang Mengli and let out a long breath:

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

"What?" Jiang Mengli exclaimed. The Faceless Man knew the evil technique of absorbing stars and killed countless heroes, including his master Li Changfeng. But this kind of villain was actually a member of the Daxia royal family?

She raised her eyebrows angrily and grabbed the letter:

"So what if it's the prince? Could it be that the Daxia royal family asked Zhao Wujiang to persuade us to let the Faceless Man go?"

"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 just have doubts about him..." Jiang Mengli's eyes flickered. She didn't believe that the man who had made her feel troubled was a eunuch, or rather, she didn't want to believe it.

So she always showed her sharp edge towards Zhao Wujiang inadvertently.

Some people's liking is about fighting and fighting, while some people's liking is about submission and obedience.

"What are you thinking about?" Gu Nanyuan leaned in Zhao Wujiang's arms. The familiar sense of security made her slightly narrowed eyes tremble. She couldn't help but think of Granny Jinhua's words.

"The fire of the wedding dress is in the furnace. It is a hard life, but you are lucky to meet your beloved."

This beloved man must be Zhao Wujiang... Gu Nanyuan said in her heart.

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

Perhaps the communication was too tiring, so he fell asleep in bed.

He must be tired... Gu Nanyuan thought to herself, if he were awake, he might touch me dishonestly again...

Thinking about it, Gu Nanyuan pursed her red lips tightly, grabbed Zhao Wujiang's big hand and gently placed it on her soft waist. Then she shook her cheek with peace of mind, rubbed Zhao Wujiang's chest, and looked at Zhao Wujiang's chest.
Chapter completed!