Yang asked Tianqi and said: "It turns out.... Master knows Zhang Daochang in Wudang?"

Li Shuxiu smiled: "Yes, Zhang Daochang is his brother-in-law." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

When everyone heard this, they were even more amazed and discussed loudly, and Ji Ya smiled and said: "This goshawk hero is really a strange person in the world. ”

Yang Wentian suddenly remembered that when he first met Pan Xuan, Pan Xuan was quite disdainful of Goshawk and Zhang Daochang, and saw that Pan Xuan was still lifeless at this time, and thought: "Let's praise Master like this, Uncle Wu Qi is only afraid that he will be secretly angry." ”

After a while, he really listened to the pan and said: "Mrs. Cang, your husband has been merciful in his life, do you know?"

He slandered the goshawk in front of Li Shuxiu, it was too harsh, and the rest of the people admired him, and he didn't say anything for a while, but the fox couldn't bear it, got up and said, "Senior, why are you slandering my father?"

Yang Wentian hurriedly persuaded: "Uncle Wu Qi has always spoken coldly, and he can't be taken seriously. ”

Canghu still wanted to question, Li Shuxiu patted him on the shoulder, Canghu was helpless, sat back in place, Li Shuxiu smiled bitterly: "My husband is a hero in the world, and there are indeed many women who like him, but he is loyal to me, I can trust him, and I don't need to be reminded by Mr." ”

Pan Xuan said coldly: "Since he has not been by your side for more than ten years, how can we talk about loyalty? He abandoned his wife and wandered outside, maybe he would provoke girls everywhere again." ”

When everyone heard what he said, they were worried in their hearts, afraid that the fox would turn their faces. Canghu is the age of the bloody Fanggang, and when he is about to jump up, Li Shuxiu shouted: "Child, don't you listen to your mother?"

Canghu shouted, "But this person..."

Pan Xuan pointed at Mo Wei and Dao'er and said, "I can't hide it, this time I was nosy, and I came to meet this goshawk for the sake of these two girls." Miss Mo is infatuated with the goshawk hero, and after decades of torture, she has remained unchanged, and she is still celibate, so she can truly be described as 'loyal'. And this Dao'er girl even met the goshawk hero a few years ago, so she fell in love with him and was inseparable from life and death. ”

Mo Yu and Dao'er were suddenly ashamed and shocked, Mo Yu had already confessed his love for the goshawk to everyone, but at this time, he was just making waves, but Dao'er had been hiding it, who knew that Pan Xuan had broken it. Everyone was very strange, and they couldn't help but feel sympathy for Shuangshu.

Yang Wentian thought to himself: "Dao'er she.... What have you always liked Master? What the hell is going on?" Although he has a deep affection for Ji Ya and is happy with each other, he can hear that his former lover loves his mentor who is like a god, how can he not be shocked?

Li Shuxiu vaguely remembered that he had seen Mo Wei, but he didn't know the Tao, and asked, "Two girls, what this gentleman said is true?"

Mo frowned and said, "Yes, Li... Madame Cang, I have been waiting for him for thirty years, just hoping to see him again. Tears welled up in his eyes.

Dao'er was so flustered that he was so ashamed that he just wanted to escape, but he turned his heart sideways and opened up again, gritting his teeth and saying, "No matter what, I.... I also have something to say to Brother Goshawk. ”

Yang Wentian asked, "Dao'er, how do you call Master a goshawk.... Brother?" Ji Ya is so clever, when she heard the clue, she glanced at him and turned her head away with hatred.

Li Shuxiu looked at Dao'er and said, "Girl, did you meet my husband in recent years?"

Dao'er knew that this matter was too bizarre to talk about in detail, so he only said: "Madam, don't be suspicious, I am innocent with the Goshawk Hero, and I have nothing to do with it, he has repeatedly saved my life from desperate situations, and I am just.... I never thought he had a wife and children, I.... I.... Just want to..."

Pan Xuan said: "It's normal for a big husband to have three wives and four concubines, it's just that the goshawk hero has repeatedly stolen a woman's heart, and then let it go, but he keeps clean, this kind of flirting without marrying, compared to the disciples on the rivers and lakes, where is it better?"

Canghu was stunned and asked, "Mother, you... You can't believe this man's words. ”

Li Shuxiu thought for a long time, smiled suddenly, his smile was full of relief, and said: "If I can really find my husband here, I will definitely ask what happened, and if he is at fault, I will definitely order him to marry the two." ”

Mo Wei and Dao'er were overjoyed, and shouted in unison: "Really, thank you for this." ”

Li Shuxiu is open-minded and not as calculating as ordinary women. She compared her heart to her heart, remembering the loneliness of being separated from the goshawk for many years, and was extremely merciful to Mo Wei and Dao'er, as if she saw her own shadow of the past from them, so she had the heart to save them from their misery.

Mo Wei and Dao'er were elated, and they toasted Li Shuxiu repeatedly, and the three of them became very intimate in a blink of an eye. Canghu frowned and said secretly: "Bitter, bitter, if my father can't hold it and is moved by my mother's words, won't I have two more aunts?"

Yang Wentian saw Dao'er's smile blooming, he was extremely happy, he couldn't help but be shocked, his mind was depressed, he poured a full wine bowl, and drank it in one gulp. Ji Ya sneered: "Ask the sky, 'It is normal for a big husband to have three wives and four concubines', your mission in the future will be extraordinary, and you will reign in the world, so why should you care about the temporary gains and losses of this mere area?"

Yang Wentian hurriedly said: "I... Where do I care about gains and losses? I am devoted to you, and I will never have three wives and four concubines. ”

Jiya shook her head, signaling a hint of disbelieving.

In the toasting room, I heard a muffled thunder in the air, as if it exploded overhead, and the clear sky instantly became cloudy, and everyone was startled and probed out, and the street was full of local townspeople who stopped to watch.

Then the wind blew and the waves on the shore rushed into the streets, and the townspeople shouted, "Hurricane, hurricane, run up the mountain!" Between the sea and the sky, heavy pillars appeared, which were swirling whirlwinds, sucking up the seawater, dyed black, and striking the shore like monsters.

Someone else shouted, "Why is this wind so strong? I have lived fifty years, and I have never seen such a strange thing!"

Bai Kai has lived on the banks of the river for a long time, and has suffered from floods, but he has never seen such a scene of the sky turning into a sea rage, and shouted: "Let's go up the mountain quickly." “

Pan Xuan suddenly said loudly: "Everyone is gathered together, we must not disperse, we eleven people help each other, and the rest of the people can't take care of it." ”

Red Fly asked, "Mr. Wu Qi, what the hell is this weather?"

Pan Xuan said in a low voice: "It's not the weather, it's the change of heaven and earth, so there are temporary signs." He pointed somewhere. Everyone looked in that direction, only to see that between the two low mountains, the scenery changed drastically, a stone gate from small to large, in an instant expanded ten zhang wide, twenty zhang high. When the door changes, it feels surprisingly terrifying and twisted, as if a guillotine is slowly rising, ready to be decapitated, or a poisonous snake is staring at its prey, ready to come forward and bite at any moment.

They feel corruption and death from the door.

Pan Xuan had already thought about it in an instant, knowing what Xiao Moxue had foreseen before. She saw a door that opened between the mountains and the clouds, which was the same as the Yellow Spring Gate of the Snow Ridge Country, leading to the Yellow Spring of the Outpost of Gathering Soul Mountain. Taogong Island has already suffered, so there are no ships to pass and the people here do not know about it.

The coiled destroyed the Suppressing Heaven Mountain, destroying the incarnation of the divine beast that suppressed the Gathering Soul Mountain, so the Huangquan Gate gradually opened, and the demon general of the Gathering Soul Mountain appeared here.

This is the first time that Panshu saw the birth of Huangquanmen, and it is also the only time in the lives of the people here, it is this first time, so the sky has a vision, the devil is chaotic and the sea, although its momentum is far less vicious than the demon hunt, but it will also be better than the situation encountered in the cold state of Lengzhou.

The Huangquan Gate finally solidified between the mountains and the sea, and the "hissing" breath came from the door, which gradually transformed into a "rumbling" roar, a "hehe" evil laughter, and a "Gege" grinding sound, which was strange and ugly.

Everyone's eyes were in front of them, and a monster came out of the door, the monster was tall and short, covered with spiky black hair, with a long erect body, hands as long as an ape, a pair of sheep's horns on the top of his head, treacherous and sinister eyes, flashing red, a large mouth, and a messy of fangs criss-crossed, uneven.

As the first Blackthorn came out, one after another, hundreds, thousands more arrived.

The townspeople were very frightened, but they were still watching, as if they were watching a strange opera, and thought to themselves: "If it was the citizens of Lengzhou State, they would have dispersed in a hurry and hid in the deep mountains and old forests." The people of this land, they are afraid of the sea and the wind, but they do not know that this true ferocious evil is in sight. ”

They have been at ease for so long that they have forgotten their awe.

Sensing that something was wrong, the Red Fly shouted, "Why don't you run?" but before it was too late, the Blackthorn Monster rushed and tore at his arm, killing several people in an instant.

Only then did the townsfolk scream, and they ran with their clever legs, and their weak legs were left in place, and they were hugged by the blackthorn monster, and they were immediately crushed. The crowd surged and shoved, ran away indiscriminately, and the Black Thorn Demon slaughtered with his hands, and in a moment the work was already a river of blood.

Red Fly, Wen Qiuxiang, Li Shuxiu, and Yang Wentian immediately jumped off the restaurant, Red Fly held a double sword, and slashed at one of the monsters, the monster relied on the black hair like iron all over his body, did not dodge, and slapped it. The red fly melted this monster with a sword of fire. Although Wen Qiuxiang, Li Shuxiu, and Yang Wentian are inferior in martial arts to red flies, they are not embarrassed to deal with a monster alone.

Soon after, Mo You, Dao'er, Bai Kai, Canghu and others also joined the battle group, Ji Ya and Feng Mingyan stood on the platform, anxiously watching, Ji Ya shouted: "Ask the sky, you come back, you... Why are you taking any risks? Everyone's back, weird... There are too many monsters. ”

But they are trapped in it and can't come back.

Pan Xuan thought to himself: "Mortals who do not measure themselves, this is a matter of Shanhaimen, every death will be recorded in the account of Shanhaimen, why should you bother about this? It is enough to try your best to protect yourself." “

As for coiling, he was unintentionally wrong, and naturally he was innocent. Not only that, this world has always been comfortable, but that world has suffered a lot, and the death of people in this period because of the Gathering Soul Mountain is to compensate for the loss there. What Pan Xuan does symbolizes justice and makes up for the sin of imbalance between heaven and earth.

The monsters were dense and endless, and soon they had surrounded the Red Fly and the others tightly, although everyone was a first-class good hand in the mortal world, but in the face of this tyrannical and unreasonable disaster, how could they support it for a long time? With only a stick of incense, except for the Red Fly and Li Shuxiu, the rest of the people were all injured and had to help each other and protect each other. And the people around them are also dying, how can they be saved?

The faces of the people were still very surprised, they didn't even know what was happening, and in a daze, they didn't even have time to fear and grieve.

Why was it that a moment ago, there were still talking and laughing, raising a glass and celebrating, but in a blink of an eye, he fell into this boundary of life and death, and it was difficult to get out?

It's so ridiculous that even the imminent death is a nightmare.

Alas, alas, this is not a nightmare, but a disaster.

Wake up from a nightmare, everything is business as usual, disaster strikes, but it is the real thing, life and death are not up to you.

Pan Xuan didn't make a move, just watched coldly.

The man was on the left, and he was just a spectator.

The red fly pushed out with both hands, used the magic sound qi wall, and saved Canghu and Li Shuxiu, but he was in a hurry to save people, and was hit by a monster, his true qi declined, his body cracked, and the blood was like a tide, and he fell out. Several more monsters jumped up, spread their claws, and scratched at the fly's head.

Wen Qiuxiang's soul flew away and shouted, "Xianggong!"

Suddenly, all the demons and monsters convulsed, hugged their brains, and one after another, the seven orifices bled to death. This death came even faster, and everyone was still panicking, and all the blackthorn monsters around them curled up, and they died without a sound.

So, the calamity became aware of it, knew that the nemesis was coming, and began to withdraw towards the door, and this stormy disaster, like a storm, came and went quickly, and everyone looked at each other, and in an instant they could not find the shadow of the demons.

They touched their wounds, trembling with fear, and fell back into increasingly strange suspicions.

Li Shuxiu felt sensed, looked around, and suddenly exclaimed, tears welled up in his eyes, blurring his vision, so he only saw a familiar figure.

The rest of the people saw a sturdy old man dressed as a fisherman and gray hair walking towards the crowd.

Wen Qiuxiang said in a trembling voice: "Yes.... Is that him?"

The red fly choked up, "Don't you recognize it? Who else could it be but him?"

The old man's eyes were like eagles, and he held a wooden staff in his hand, but like a sword, he walked slowly, his steps were not large, but between the marches, it was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, and the heavens and the earth were turning.