"Li'er!"

Before Jiang Li'er could react, a very anxious cry sounded in her ears. Then, Jiang Li'er felt dizzy in her head, and her whole body seemed to be hit hard and flew directly to the back. At the same time, with a terrible cry, Senior Brother Cheng in Jiang Li'er's mouth was already in a different place.

"snort!"

Seeing Jiang Li'er escape by chance, the middle-aged man with a fierce expression snorted coldly. At the same time, the sword light rolled up and killed Jiang Li'er again.

Seeing Senior Brother Cheng die, Jiang Li'er, who had a pale face, seemed to have lost all her energy in an instant. She stared at Senior Brother Cheng's corpse not far away, and was completely unaware of the sword light that swept across.

Just as the sword light fell on Jiang Li'er's head and was about to slash down the next moment, a faint cold snorting suddenly sounded in Jiang Li'er's ears. Then, the spiritual power around him surged wildly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a car's smallest black palm print. With a light snatch, Jiang Li'er's head sank, and her whole person was directly pulled by a force and retreated quickly to the rear.

"Who is the rat? Looking for death!"

Seeing this scene, Bi Tong's middle-aged man looked furious, and without thinking, he would slash hard towards the giant palm. However, before the sword light fell, a thunderous sound rang in the latter's ear, "I don't know how to live or die!"

As the sound fell, the middle-aged man felt a flash of his eyes, and a bright light seemed to flash in front of him. Immediately, a head had already broken away from his shoulders, and even his soul was shattered by a powerful force.

"Since fellow Taoist is here, why bother rush to leave!"

At this moment, the Jindan Ancestor, who had originally had slightly closed eyes in the void, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced downwards, with a hint of interest in his eyes. As soon as he finished speaking, a fist shadow mixed with a breathtaking tiger roar rushed towards the bottom.

The power of a punch was passed along the way, no matter whether the enemy or us were fighting, they hurriedly retreated. Before some cultivators on both sides could not dodge, they turned into blood mist under the punch, and they had not even screamed.

"I have something to do now, I will visit you someday!"

A slightly old voice sounded, and at the same time, a light and huge palm that looked the size of a car cover emerged from the forest, quietly facing this domineering punch. The fists and palms intersected, and the imagined explosion did not sound. The two seemed to blend. Above the giant palm, a trace of black aura was wrapped around the fist transformed by spiritual power like a spider web. However, in the blink of an eye, the power of the originally aggressive spiritual power fist greatly reduced.

Although the black palm print is strange, its power seems to be less powerful than a punch. As the palm print disappears, the remaining force on the fist continues to sweep into the depths of the forest. With the help of this rear force, a shadow has disappeared without a trace just a few flashes.

"A man from the devil's way? Could it be that the demon also participated in this matter?"

Looking at

In the direction of the shadow disappearing, the void figure with a calm expression murmured a few words, without any intention of chasing. He looked up at the void, glanced at the bottom, and then spitted it gently, a pale and slender finger bone spurted out of his mouth, and turned around for a few times, as if he had received some order, galloping towards the two sides fighting below.

However, during the three breaths, with the terrifying cry, the battle that was still evenly matched was over. The messy cultivators were all lying in the place and shouting loudly, and the members of the Holy Demon Sect took advantage of the mechanism to stay.

"Let's go and take these cultivators to the ancestor Biao!"

As he said that, his shape flashed and turned into a flowing light and galloped away.

In a valley far away from the battlefield, Kong Laosan was sitting quietly cross-legged, with a bonfire burning in front of him. With his breath and breathing between his nose and mouth, his spiritual power gathered and slowly merged into his limbs. I don’t know how long it took, as the breeze in the valley swept, Kong Laosan, who was closing his eyes, seemed to sense something, and a breath of turbid air was sprayed out from his mouth and looked towards the void.

Soon, a black shadow wrapped around Jiang Li'er had already come closer.

At this moment, Jiang Li'er's beautiful eyes were slightly closed, her face was pale as paper, and her whole body was curled up, as if she was suffering great pain. She had not seen her for more than 20 years, and Kong Laosan could vaguely see the person in front of her when she was a child.

But time is fleeting, perhaps because of the hardships that have been suffered in recent years, Jiang Li'er, who is now in a prosperous state, looks extremely haggard and her eyebrows.

Kong Laosan sighed softly, "Go and find some food and water."

As he said that, he closed his eyes again.

After a while, Jiang Li'er, who was closing her eyes, seemed to feel a hint of coolness. When the breeze blew, she slowly opened her eyes and looked around. A hint of doubt flashed between her eyebrows.

"You're awake!"

Just as Jiang Li'er looked around, a light voice suddenly came from the side. When he heard the sound, Jiang Li'er seemed to be suddenly shocked. A deep warning flashed across her beautiful face, and her cold eyes looked in the direction where the sound came from.

With eyes facing each other, Kong Laosan seemed to feel all kinds of feelings in his heart.

After experiencing the betrayal of his sister and senior brother, Kong Laosan watched with his own eyes as the girl in front of him locked him in the room, and shed tears alone. The originally cheerful son became taciturn;

Kong Laosan himself couldn't remember how many nights he had accompanied the people in front of him to practice hard in the Dharma Hall;

He became sensible and grew up. The innocent and innocent girl disappeared. In the wilderness forest outside the sect, Confucius silently accompanied the girl to experience life and death and hardships.

Regarding Jiang Li'er, Kong Laosan felt a similar feeling to being close to him.

For Kong Laosan, the life of the Boyun Sect was also his new life. At this moment, seeing the defense, despair, and even a hint of death in the eyes of the people in front of him, Kong Laosan felt like a needle was pierced in his heart.

It was so painful that I couldn't breathe, and then an uncontrollable anger arose in my heart.

"Girl, don't be nervous. It's okay. No one can hurt you here. You can rest first. There is some food and water here."

Kong Laosan said softly, sighed in his heart, and walked out of the valley.

Hearing what Kong Laosan said, Jiang Li'er's face appeared a little confused, but the alertness on her face did not relax at all. She looked at some clear water and a brand new dress placed on the bluestone, and then looked at her already ragged clothes. A hint of shame flashed across Jiang Li'er's pale little face.

After thinking about it, I didn't refuse Kong Laosan's kindness, but I was still a little confused.

Half an hour later, Jiang Li'er, who had been sorted out, appeared again in front of Kong Laosan.

After some sorting of the pale face, it was much brighter than before. Although Jiang Li'er's spiritual power was flowing around at this moment, she was still extremely alert. However, with Kong Laosan's eyes, she could naturally see that the person in front of her was already at the end of her strength. Her spiritual power in her body had already dried up, and some injuries were not enough to be sorted out. It seemed that she had used some secret method to force her to maintain her current state.

"Who are you? I remember that the one who saved me was a senior. What is your relationship with that senior?"

Seeing that Kong Laosan was silent, Jiang Lier wrinkled slightly and asked directly. However, at this moment, Kong Laosan did not respond to the other party. He thought about it and took out two exquisite wide-mouth porcelain bottles, one green and one yellow, from his waist. "There are some healing medicines in the blue porcelain bottle. Take it as soon as possible. The pills in the yellow porcelain bottle can help you recover your spiritual power as soon as possible, take it."

After the words came to an end, the two porcelain bottles fell steadily into Jiang Li'er's hands.

But at this moment, Jiang Li'er just glanced at the porcelain bottle in her hand and stopped caring. She still stubbornly asked Kong Laosan about her experience of coming out. Seeing the stubbornness between the other party's eyebrows, Kong Laosan pursed her lips.

"I am also a disciple of the Poyun Sect. I've been traveling abroad in my early years and haven't been back for decades. If I don't mind, can I tell me what happened to Poyun Sect? Why did you live here? How come Elder Jiang is like?"

"What? Are you also a disciple of the Poyun Sect? How is it possible? You didn't lie to me? Apart from me and Senior Brother Cheng, how could there be someone else living in the Poyun Sect?"

Hearing what Kong Laosan said, Jiang Li'er's face first flashed with disbelief, and then spoke anxiously. Although she was in a puzzled tone, her expression still flashed with extreme joy and hope. The original vigilance in her eyes had slightly melted.

Although it was expected, Kong Laosan's heart trembled violently when he heard Jiang Li'er's last sentence, but there was no sign of it on his face. "Of course I am a disciple of the Poyun Sect. To be honest, I am still your uncle. My surname is Kong. Can you call me "Uncle Kong" and tell me what the hell did the Poyun Sect have given birth to?"
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