"Stop!" A cold roar echoed throughout the jungle. Mao Song's face was horrified, and his body suddenly shook. When he turned around, he suddenly saw a purple meteor roaring like thunder. Mao Song had not yet reacted, but was directly penetrated by the purple meteor. His body was shaken. Mao Song staggered forward and staggered, almost falling to the ground. He opened his mouth and sprayed a large mouthful of blood.

Several figures appeared behind Mao Song and the other four. It seemed that in just a blink of an eye, those figures had already arrived in front of Mao Song. The leader was a white-haired old man, drooping old, with elite eyes and cold eyes at Mao Song and the other people.

"Who are you?" With the help of Zhang Jinhan Tang beside him, Mao Song staggered and did not fall to the ground. He looked at the five monks in snow-white Taoist robes standing in front of them in horror.

"Hmph!" Just a slight cold snorkeling made Mao Song's heart shake again. He opened his mouth and a large mouthful of blood sprayed on the land under Mao Song's feet again. The leading white-haired old man glanced at Mao Song with his eyes dwarfed and cold, full of disdain.

Mao Song frowned slightly, looked carefully at the dress of the five people in front of him, and the arrogance of the five people with a high and unoffensive aura. He suddenly shook his whole body. Mao Song raised his head, pointed at the old man with white hair, and said tremblingly, "You...you are..."

"I know I won't leave yet? Do you want us to ask you to leave? Well?" The white-haired old man sneered a little, and snorted coldly with disdain, but he was so scared that Mao Song's muscles trembled and his face showed horror. He didn't even greet Zhang Jin and the other two beside him, covered his chest with his hands, and stumbled towards the forest. Seeing this, Zhang Jin and the other two looked at the white-haired old man and the five people in surprise, but hurriedly followed Mao Song's figure and left in shame.

Hua Wenlan and the few people around him looked at each other, looking at the group of five people headed by the white-haired old man opposite each other with a strong aura. These people were very strong, but when they appeared and shouted angrily, they scared Mao Song and the other two away.

With the surprised eyes of Hua Wenlan and others, the white-haired old man suddenly turned away and gave up his position to the person behind him. A girl in white clothes and beautiful appearance appeared in front of Hua Wenlan and others.

"Hehe, Su...Brother Su!" The girl's face was melon-shaped, phoenix-like eyes, a cherry mouth, a small nose bridge, and a pretty figure. She grinned and smiled at Hua Wenlan and others, but ran towards Su Wending in just a few steps.

Su Wending suddenly shook all over, raised his head, and looked at the girl who came to him in the blink of an eye and reached out to hold his hand, Su Wending took a big step back with a shocked look, looking at the girl with an incredible look, speechless.

"Huh? Why are you doing this? Don't you know me anymore? I'm Xiaoyu!" A little strange blinked at Su Wending, and the girl looked at Su Wending with a pair of surprise eyes, with incredible eyes.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Su Wending's lips. Looking at the graceful girl in front of him, she shook her head gently, and Su Wending turned his head silently. It seemed that she didn't want to talk to the girl in front of her.

The girl named Xiaoyu opened her eyes wide and looked at Su Wending. Her expression gradually became sad. She pouted her mouth. The girl said with a grievance, "Brother Su, you are so cruel. I am Jiang Xiaoyu. You can't not know me. You are blaming me, I know."

"I didn't blame you." Su Wending looked at the girl with a calm face, and shook her head slightly with an expressionless face.

Hearing Su Wending speak to him, although it was just a few words, Jiang Xiaoyu's expression immediately turned into a clear sun. She smiled and blinked at Su Wending, and said proudly, "Okay, I know, you won't blame me. Are you doing well in the Yunqing Sect?"

Looking at Jiang Xiaoyu with a smile on his face in front of him, and then turned his head to look at the few white monks who were quietly watching the situation here not far away. Hua Wenlan suddenly frowned, as if he had thought of something. Looking back at Jiang Xiaoyu, Hua Wenlan was shocked and said with horror, "Are you Jiang Xiaoyu? You are Jiang Xiaoyu from the Hantianmen..."

Jiang Xiaoyu blinked and looked back at Hua Wenlan, but turned to look at Su Wending with a look of surprise, and said pretty, "Brother Su, who is this beautiful sister? Are you from Yunqing School?"

Su Wending nodded, looked at Hua Wenlan, who was full of horror, looked at Jiang Xiaoyu with a blank expression, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"

Seeing that Su Wending had a expressionless expression on his face, Jiang Xiaoyu's cherry mouth pouted again, and gave Su Wending a blank look with an unhappy face. Jiang Xiaoyu said, "Brother Su, how can you do this? We came here in time to help you clear the siege, which can be regarded as indirectly saving your lives."

When Hua Wenlan saw Su Wending nodding at him, her face turned a little strange when she looked at Jiang Xiaoyu. Hua Wenlan knew about Jiang Xiaoyu's identity. Hantian Sect is one of the seven super giants in the cultivation world, and Jiang Xiaoyu is an inner disciple of Hantian Sect. She has developed a mid-stage cultivation level at a young age. Her reputation in Chuling Mountain makes Hua Wenlan famous and famous.

Jiang Xiaoyu's father Jiang Wenhuan is the largest sect in the Yongfeng Mountains near the Chuling Mountains, and the head of the Qiushui Sword Sect. The Qiushui Sword Sect is much larger than the Yunqing Sect. In the Qiushui Sword Sect, there are more than ten cultivators in the Jiedan stage, which can be regarded as a medium-sized sect in the entire cultivation world.

Jiang Xiaoyu is more famous than her father, at least when most sects in Chuling Mountain are affiliated with the Hantian Sect. Among the three super geniuses of the Hantian Sect, Jiang Xiaoyu is one of them. She is now sixteen years old and has become a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and is stronger than most elders and deacons of the Yunqing Sect.

But now, Chuling Mountain is well-known and famous Jiang Xiaoyu knows Su Wending beside her. She still has an old acquaintance. How can this not surprise Hua Wenlan? Su Wending's cultivation is only in the middle stage of Qi refining, and is far from her late stage of her own vein condensation, let alone Jiang Xiaoyu.

Just as Hua Wenlan lowered her head and pondered, Su Wending was already intimately pulled her arm by Jiang Xiaoyu, and came all the way to the four white monks who came with Jiang Xiaoyu.
Chapter completed!