Jingxuan was still in shock. After being caught by Zhang Wuji, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, as if he hadn't come back to his senses.

"Master Jingxuan." A trace of shock flashed in Zhang Wuji's eyes, but it disappeared soon. He quickly looked up and looked up at the tower, and saw two figures, one red and one purple, hanging on the broken pillars under the collapsed eaves.

It was Jiang Xiaoyu and Zhou Zhiruo.

Not far away, a man was wearing a blue shirt, which was also hung on a broken pillar.

It turned out that at the critical moment, Xiao Yuer grabbed the broken pillar on the other side and pulled Zhou Zhiruo with the other hand to prevent the two from falling down. Song Qingshu's martial arts had recovered, but he subconsciously wanted to catch Zhou Zhiruo to protect her but failed, which led to missing the opportunity and being seriously injured.

Among the four, Wei Jingxuan didn't have time to protect himself and fell down.

At this time, except for these three people, only the Emei Sect had not jumped off the tower.

No matter how arrogant Master Miejue was, he did not want all his disciples to be destroyed in the hands of the Mongolians. So after Song Qingshu let go of the tower, he also ordered everyone to jump off the tower first. After Ding Minjun got the order, he led the crowd to jump down one after another, but they were all steadily caught by Zhang Wuji.

Since the people of the six major sects were imprisoned by Zhao Min, everyone has suffered humiliation. I don’t know how many people have their fingers cut off and have to be removed from the cage, they all fought desperately with anger. Soon after, many warriors were already standing on the spot.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wang Baobao sent an order: "Correate my flying crossbow personal soldiers!" His subordinates were about to send the order from the little prince, but suddenly there was a fire in the southeast corner. He was shocked and shouted: "Little prince, there was a fire in the palace! It is important for us to go and protect the prince."

Zhou Zhiruo pounced on Master Miejue and cried: "Master, Master!" But Master Miejue had no reaction at all.

"Master, don't scare me. I'm Zhiruo. Talk to me and talk to me." Zhou Zhiruo reached out and touched Master Miejue's face. Although there were traces of time, it was still beautiful. This face was sometimes serious, but Zhou Zhiruo only remembers Master Miejue's kind and gentle look in his mind at this moment.

But he didn't have time to think about it again. Xiao Yuer and Zhiruo fell down the tower together, but he had no Master Mie Jue to save him. Zhang Wuji tried his best to quickly transfer the position and caught Xiao Yuer when she was about to land so that he would not fall into meat pie.

When Wang Baobao left, the monks followed him together. Most of the warriors in the palace also went there. When the remaining warriors saw the palace caught fire, no one expected that Wei Yixiao and others would make trouble. They said that a large number of traitors attacked the palace and were all panicked.

He was either afraid or felt unsafe.

Zhou Zhiruo raised her head with difficulty, and the young man above was as stoic as jade. She could not hold on, but she refused to let go.

"Master..." Zhou Zhiruo trembled and cried silently while holding Master Mie Jue's body. However, even though shed tears should be pity for people, the Emei Sect only felt a little scared.

Little fish...

Zhang Wuji looked up at Zhou Zhiruo and the others, feeling very uncomfortable when he was worried.

The broken column broke again, and Xiaoyuer's hand suddenly relaxed—

At this time, the difference between strength and weakness was even more obvious, and the warriors under Zhao Min were no longer able to resist. She thought that if she did not leave at this time, she would become Zhang Wuji's prisoner, and immediately ordered: "Everyone withdraws from Wan'an Temple."

The palms intersected, and with a loud bang, Zhang Wuji's palm power was shifted by her palm. With a click, Master Mie Jue fell heavily to the ground, and his bones were broken on his body and kept vomiting blood.

Zhou Zhiruo murmured, and Xiaoyuer heard it, but could not respond. No matter how smart he is, it is useless at this critical moment.

"Zhiruo!"

Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu exclaimed below.

Master Mie Jue stretched out his arms to hug Zhou Zhiruo and protected him. When he was about a stubborn person from the ground, he held his arms up and held Zhou Zhiruo several feet high. In this way, Zhou Zhiruo only fell from the air about a stubborn person, without any stubborn person, but Master Mie Jue's downward momentum was strengthened.

Xiaoyuer did not move or speak.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang." Xiao Yuer thanked.

Zhang Wuji stepped forward and used the magical power of the Great Transfer of the Universe to slap her waist. When Master Mie Jue saw that he had slapped his palm, he used all the remaining strength in his body and slapped it out with a backhand.

"Miss Zhou, Brother Jiang, you jump down quickly and I'll catch you!" Zhang Wuji shouted under the tower, but Xiaoyuer knew that Zhang Wuji had just spent too much internal energy, so it was difficult to catch two people at this time.

Zhiruo!

Master Mie Jue closed his eyes tightly and did not respond.

The two fell rapidly.

Zhang Wuji was stunned and had not agreed yet. Zhao Min had already smiled and retreated into the back hall of Wan'an Temple.

"Master!" A shrill and sad voice came.

Zhou Zhiruo is now completely dependent on Xiaoyuer to prevent falling down, but unfortunately, the broken pillar they are now being caught is very barely under the weight of the two of them. I am afraid that if Xiaoyuer moves it casually, it may break again.

Then he turned his head and looked at Zhang Wuji and said, "Tomorrow is dusk, I will invite you to drink again, please come."

"Crack--"

"Zhiruo..." Jingxuan stepped forward to comfort her, but she choked up just now, and could not say the rest of her words.

Zhang Wuji was anxious under the tower, and Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao and others became worried. But they were not worried about Zhou Zhiruo and the others, but Zhang Wuji. The Ming Cult had just obtained the new leader, so they didn't want to see that the leader was about to lose before he got his wife. Isn't that so heartbroken?

The heat wave was higher than the other, and Xiao Yuer grabbed Zhou Zhiruo's hand tightly and did not dare to relax for a moment.

Xiaoyuer dared not show off, and even did not dare to exert too much force when grasping the broken pillar, but how long can this last?

Xiao Yuer thought that it was a great blessing to stay in the back mountain of Emei. It seemed that God would not give him such luck again today. Maybe he would have to explain it here today.

Zhang Wuji and Xiaoyuer looked at the sound source together, and saw that Zhou Zhiruo had already stood up from the ground, and her lilac clothes looked weak and thin against the backdrop of the fire. Crystal tears were hanging on Qingjue's face. It was obviously embarrassed, but it made people's heart twitch, making people unable to help but worry about her and feel uncomfortable for her.

Zhang Wuji was also hit by her palm and his blood surging in the chest. He took a few steps back. He felt puzzled. Master Mie Jue's palm was obviously committing suicide.

Wang Baobao cared about his father's safety and did not care about capturing and killing the rebels. He hurriedly said, "Sister, I'll go home first, be careful!" Without waiting for Zhao Min to agree, he turned his horse's head and rushed out.

Suddenly, Master Mie Jue shouted. When the little fish fell, he saw a gray and black shadow pounced on Zhou Zhiruo and fell down with Zhou Zhiruo.

Why? She did so much with caution, but why was she unable to save her master's life in the end?

Is it true that no matter how she does it, the ending will not change?

"Why?" Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were red with tears in her eyes, and her voice was choked and there was a sense of ruthlessness, "Why do you want to tease me like this? Why?!"

The other disciples of the Emei Sect surrounded him and saw that Master Miejue had died of anger. He cried and shouted, and was in chaos.
Chapter completed!