In the col, after Guo Meiren sent the message, she looked uncertainly at the body of the monk beside her and the father and son of King Yan who looked awkward. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A hint of fierceness suddenly flashed in her pretty eyes, and when Guo Meiren was about to make a move against Yan Wang's father and son, she suddenly frowned and looked at the artemisia grass outside the dense forest not far away, and said coldly: "What person, get out!"

The artemisia grass moved, as if someone was trying to escape, Guo Mei's figure flickered, and she stood in front of a young man who was tiptoeing to escape in the artemisia grass, the young man's dark face, ragged cloth pants and naked body, holding a steel fork, it seemed that he was a hunter in the mountains.

Guo Meiren snorted coldly, and was about to sacrifice a scimitar to cut the young man's head, suddenly her eyes froze, her eyes stared at the steel fork in the young man's hand, her jade hand probed, the steel fork in the young man's hand came to her hand, after looking at it, Guo Meiren's eyes showed a trace of surprise, this steel fork is a magic weapon used by monks, and the grade is not low.

Guo Meiren looked the young man up and down a few more times, this young man was really a mortal, without a trace of monk's breath.

"Where did you get this steel fork?" asked Guo Meiren coldly.

The young man said "ahhhhh

Guo Meiren frowned, stretched out her hand, grabbed the young man's neck, and returned to the boulder where she had just rested, and King Yan's father and son all looked at her weakly.

Guo Meiren threw the young man aside, and didn't notice that there was a swarthy little flag on the ground, don't say that she was Zhong Pingzi hidden in the depths of the ground, and she didn't notice the existence of this small flag.

A finger on the young man's neck, making the young man unconscious, Guo Meiren was ready to wait for this matter to interrogate the young man, if this young man accidentally discovered some ancient Taoist inheritance, it would be her great fortune.

When Guo Meiren's cold eyes looked at King Yan's father and son again, her complexion suddenly changed, as if someone was talking to her, she immediately showed a sad face, and even stroked the broken wound under her forehead, and looked at the monk's corpse sadly to wipe her tears.

After a while, a flying rainbow suddenly galloped in the air, and suddenly paused and folded down, but it was a Taoist who stepped on a black giant sword with white hair, it was the Seven Immortal Cave Sect Sect Lu Xianren, compared to a few months ago, he was already much older.

"What happened?" Lu Xianren looked at Guo Meiren in a deep voice, his eyes swept away, and fell on the corpse of the monk beside Guo Meiren.

Guo Meiren knelt on the ground and wept: "Uncle, I, I don't know, my master is ......" It seemed that she couldn't say any more, just choked up and sobbed.

Lu Xian's face sank like water, but his flying sword stopped in mid-air, and he didn't take a step forward, his eyes scanned the surroundings, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

With a gesture of his hand, the monk's corpse came to him, and Lu Xianren's eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "Good junior brother, when will you stay if you don't come out?"

A wisp of green smoke rose from the ground, slowly condensed into a human form in mid-air, and in the sneer, Zhong Ping's appearance was transformed, "Senior brother, you really still came! I knew I couldn't hide it from you, but you have to come after all, between you and me, there must be a break! Now there is a foreign enemy, but it is a good opportunity, no matter how you and I win or lose, there is always one person who wants to leave, you and I don't want to see the decline of the Seven Immortal Caves, I don't want to see the disciples of the sect break out into a bloody fight, today you and I who go and who stay, you can push it to the foreign enemy, think about it, senior brother also thinks so?" When the words fell, Zhong Ping's body shook, and the green smoke dissipated without a trace, and he was the only one who stepped on the banana fan leisurely.

Lu Xianren sneered: "I just didn't expect that you would kill the junior brother of Yanyang, you said that you don't want your sect to decline, but you slaughtered the disciples of your sect, just because, he has always been at odds with you?

"It's not a matter of worrying about Senior Brother!" Zhong Ping's voice did not fall, and suddenly there was a small banana fan in his hand, and he suddenly fanned at the Lu idler, and immediately a hurricane swept towards the Lu idler, Lu Xianren's face was cold, and the black giant sword under his feet was in his hand, he snorted a few swords, and a few sword rainbows flew out, and the hurricane was chopped into pieces, but at this moment, the corpse of the monk on the side of Lu Xianren suddenly flashed with light, and then there was a cry of anger from Lu Xianren, but the corpse suddenly floated backwards and landed next to Zhong Ping, a black dark tube in his hand was slowly turning into ashes, and he smiled slightly: "This tarsal nail refined by the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave Red Practicing Old Demon is really a good thing, Senior Brother, you can't stand it if you have a lot of mana, right?"

At this time, Lu Xianren's face was extremely ugly, at his shoulder blade, a small black nail was faintly visible, this poisonous nail, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, was nailed to his pipa bone, making his whole body gradually sore, numb, and weak, that is, how he mobilized Yuan Li to force out this poisonous nail, but he couldn't.

"Li Yanyang, hello, you are very good, you traitor!" Mr. Lu shouted angrily.

Li Yanyang just smiled slightly, "So that Senior Brother can know that thirty years ago, I had become close friends with Senior Brother Zhong Ping, but I didn't dare to be this traitor!"

Guo Meiren, who was kneeling down in the col far away, saw this scene, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, Shizun and Li Yanyang have always been at odds, who would have thought that these two people were just making a show for outsiders?

Zhong Ping smiled slightly at this time: "Senior brother, don't be angry, otherwise, the nail poison will attack faster, is it only allowed that the senior brother accepts my beloved apprentice, and the junior brother can't make a friend of the senior brother?" When talking about "beloved apprentice", Zhong Ping sneered, and even smiled at Guo Meiren who was crouching on the ground.

Guo Mei's body was shocked, and her pretty face showed a look of horror.

Lu Xianren's face became more and more discouraged, and he let out a long sigh, "It turns out that you have already found out! More painstakingly began to lay out decades ago, but after I left, I hope you treat this woman well, the tribe in the Western Regions where she is located is the entrance to the 100,000 mountains, and she is the future head of the sect appointed by my master, that is, I want to communicate with my master, but I also need her to return to the tribe to spread the news, your talent is higher than mine, but after all, it is only the realm of foundation building, if there is no deterrence of my master, this Seven Immortal Cave, I am afraid that it will be embattled......"

Zhong Ping's face showed a sudden look, so it was so, I had heard that the 100,000 mountains were full of demonic energy, and it was impossible to communicate with the outside world with a transmission note, but it turned out that Lu Xianren and the dry bones had another way to communicate through the barbarian tribe.

Lu Xianren sighed again at this time: "You don't have to worry that my master will be unfavorable to you, after your overall situation is decided, my master will definitely take care of you with the love of incense, he is an old man, although he is in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, his heart is in the ...... of the sect."

When Zhong Ping was listening to Lu Xianren's words, he suddenly had an alarm in his heart, and before he could think about it, his whole body was already glowing with blue light and he was far away.

"Ah" screamed, but it was Li Yanyang who was grabbed by a big hand made of black gas, and in his scream, a puff of blood mist erupted, and his head burst like a watermelon. (To be continued.) )