Master Miejie looked shocked and stopped: "Ling'er can't do it!"
The second dancing butterfly on the wall threw a small white paper bag to Zhao Ling'er in his sleeve and said: "This is the antidote I stole in Master's room. You'd better try to give it to Nangong Haotian as soon as possible. If it's too late, I'm afraid it will
There’s no hope of survival, okay, I’m leaving now!”
After finishing his words, Second Wudie spread out his body skills and chased in the direction where Old Monster Xuanling and Shan Gongbao were flying.
Master Miejie flew in front of Zhao Ling'er, hurriedly held Zhao Ling'er's arm, and complained: "Silly boy, how could you do this?"
Zhao Ling'er held the white paper bag in her hand tightly, threw it into Master Miejie's arms and cried, "I only know how to save Nangong Haotian, I want him to live forever!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly left Master Miejie again and urged in a hurry: "Auntie, let's go quickly!"
Master Miejie was too immobile and warned: "Ling'er, don't forget, not only does Nangong Haotian already have a fiancée, but he also has Liu Qianwen who is as beautiful as you..."
"I don't care about this, Auntie, let's leave soon!" Zhao Ling'er angrily stamped her sword boots and said urgently. After saying this, she turned around, stretched her figure, and chased towards the due north.
Master Miejie had no choice but to wave his sleeves violently, rise into the air, and follow closely behind Zhao Ling'er.
As we walked out of the monastery, the sky became darker, but the mountains were covered with white snow, and the scenery was still vaguely visible. Entering the forest, we could already clearly see the deep footprints left by Aunt Shan and Liu Qianwen when they carried Nangong Haotian on their backs.
Zhao Ling'er felt sad for a while, and even more worried about Nangong Haotian's safety.
She kept saying in her heart: "Aunt Shan, Aunt Shan, why are you so stupid? Do you think my aunt, who is such a famous Buddhist, is like someone who takes advantage of others' danger and secretly commits murder?"
Just when I was thinking wildly, the old monster Xuan Ling suddenly shouted from under a cliff in front, "You all get out of the way and let me deal with them!"
Zhao Ling'er was shocked when she heard this, and said in a panic: "Auntie, let's go quickly, the old monster is going to attack Nangong Haotian and the others!" As he spoke, he sped forward.
Master Jue quickly followed up and warned: "Ling'er, we have to act according to the situation later, and we must not be rash. There is no certainty that I am a match for old monster Xuan Ling..."
"Is the person sitting in the cave the junior with the possible surname?" Before Master Jue could finish speaking, the old monster Xuan Ling's laughter and resentful and proud voice could be heard in front of him.
"Yes, it is my young master Haotian!" Aunt Shan replied angrily.
Zhao Linger looked forward following the words and saw Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan standing under the cliff where she often came to practice Qinggong.
Aunt Shan was holding a dove-headed staff, and Liu Qianwen was holding a fine steel sword. They were blocking the entrance of the cave. But what made Zhao Ling'er and Master Miejie's minds agitated was: Aunt Shan's body was stained with a little blood, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth.
A thread of wet blood.
Liu Qianwen was even more miserable. There was a cut on her arm, and blood was pouring out, dyeing her green clothes red. However, she seemed not to notice, and she stood firmly in front of Nangong Haotian.
Although Zhao Ling'er couldn't see Nangong Haotian in the cave, she knew that the cave was very dry and that there was hay that she and Xiao Shani had laid out when they rested inside.
Old Monster Xuanling, Shan Gongbao, and Second Dancer stood in the center, facing the entrance of the cave, less than two feet away from Aunt Shan Liu Qianwen.
There were nearly thirty burly men in well-dressed surroundings, each holding a long sword in their hands. They all stood there attentively, watching the old monster Xuan Ling's eyes.
When Zhao Ling'er saw this situation, he was extremely anxious. Before he arrived, he had already said angrily: "Senior Xuanling, you are highly virtuous and respected in the martial arts world. Are you going to take the opportunity to attack a junior who is seriously injured?
Does it smell like martial arts?"
Hearing Zhao Ling'er's shout, the big men turned back to look at her and Master Miejie. Several big men in strong clothes nearby also raised their swords and prepared to stop them.
Second Wudie scolded in an angry voice: "Don't be rude, get back!"
Several big men who were about to rush forward stopped and retreated to their original positions.
When Old Monster Xuanling saw Zhao Ling'er and Master Jue arrived, he smiled proudly and said, "Miss Zhao, I heard that you have agreed to Feng'er's marriage to you?"
"Amitabha!" Master Miejie hurriedly chanted the Buddha's name together.
Zhao Ling'er nodded resolutely and said: "Yes, but we must use your bag of antidote to revive Nangong Haotian!"
As he spoke, he took the white paper bag in his hand and walked towards the cave.
Aunt Shan and Liu Qianwen were surprised and happy when they saw the white paper bag in Zhao Linger's hand.
"Wait a minute!" Xuan Ling, the old monster, shouted in a deep voice.
Zhao Ling'er hurriedly stopped. Master Miejie also quickly followed Zhao Ling'er to protect him.
Old monster Xuan Ling chuckled and said grimly: "I still have some conditions that I haven't explained clearly!"
Zhao Ling'er said angrily: "You can say whatever conditions you want, as long as they are reasonable and not harsh, and I can do it, I will agree to it!"
Old monster Xuan Ling smiled proudly and said: "Very good!"
Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan, who were guarding the entrance of the cave, looked at each other and finally knew why they got the antidote. However, they knew Nangong Haotian's character well. If Zhao Ling'er really paid an irreparable price to save herself, I'm afraid they would be in their hearts for the rest of their lives.
I feel sorry for myself.
So she excitedly said loudly: "Miss Zhao, you can't promise him, don't promise anything..."
Old Monster Xuanling did not look at Liu Qianwen and Aunt Shan, but continued to look at Zhao Linger, and said proudly: "First, you must hold a wedding with Feng'er before noon tomorrow before you can give the antidote to Nangong Haotian...
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Zhao Ling'er said angrily: "No, that's not possible, I want to serve him right away!"
Old monster Xuan Ling said unhappily: "You don't have to be in such a hurry, Nangong Haotian will definitely die of poison in three to five days!"
"No, I won't believe you!" Zhao Ling'er said resolutely.
Old monster Xuan Ling asked, "But how can we trust you?"
Zhao Ling'er pointed at the solemn-looking Master Miejie and said in a deep voice: "My aunt is a Buddhist master and an elder in the martial arts. She can guarantee me that as long as I save Nangong Haotian, I will never regret it!"
"Hehe..." Old Monster Xuanling said: "I also promise you as a martial arts elder..."
"But I don't believe you!" Zhao Ling'er angrily said without giving Xuan Ling any face.
Old monster Xuan Ling blushed when he was told this.
Second Wudie said humbly: "Sister Ling'er, Nangong Haotian's injury is really serious. Taking the antidote within three to five days will still be effective. I think you should think twice and never be stubborn..."
Zhao Ling'er snorted, glanced at Er Wudie coldly, and said sarcastically: "I feel very sad for you, and also very disappointed!"
Er Wudie blushed at being said, and said with shame: "But don't forget, no matter how bad Er Junfeng is, he is also the younger brother of my compatriot. As a sister, I can't help but think about him.
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"It's better not to have a brother like this. It would be better if he died!" Aunt Shan snorted and cursed angrily.
Old monster Xuan Ling was furious. He looked at Zhao Ling'er and said sternly: "There is one more condition. Nangong Haotian can leave after he is well. But this old woman with chicken skin and gray hair, I must kill her today!"
Aunt Shan was not afraid and snorted coldly: "You can't scare people with big words, you have to take action..."
Liu Qingwen felt that she was in danger and should endure it temporarily, so she pulled Aunt Shan's arm and whispered: "Aunt Shan..."
But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, old monster Xuan Ling was furious and shouted loudly: "Okay, I will personally kill you, such an old pious woman!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shan Gongbao suddenly took a step forward and said respectfully: "Old senior, please calm down. I don't need you to deal with her yourself. Please come down and meet this old woman."
As he spoke, he reached into his waist and pulled out a bright silver whip with a loud bang.
"Wait!" Zhao Ling'er took advantage of the situation and flew forward, blocking in front of Aunt Shan and Liu Qianwen, and then said angrily: "Anyone who wants to fight them must first defeat the pheasant feather knife in my hand!"
After finishing his words, he made two swish sounds, and the two pheasant feather knives were already crossed in front of him.
Dan Gongbao looked at it and was stunned. It doesn't matter if he makes a move, or if he doesn't make a move!
Because he just heard that Zhao Ling'er will hold a wedding ceremony with Er Junfeng before noon tomorrow. She is already regarded as the apprentice wife of old monster Xuan Ling. If he and Zhao Ling'er fight again, will there be any advantage?
If he hurt Zhao Ling'er, Xuanling would make the old monster unhappy, but if he didn't hurt her, he would hurt himself. At this moment, he regretted being such a standout.
"Zhao Ling'er, don't rely on yourself and act nonsense!" Xuan Ling, the old monster, stared angrily and said angrily, kicking his big foot.
"I'm not messing around. No one can touch a hair on Nangong Haotian's palm before he is cured!" Zhao Ling'er's eyes flashed with determination, making people dare not doubt the authenticity of her words.
Old monster Xuan Ling was stunned for a moment. He must have known Zhao Ling'er's temperament, so he asked patiently: "Zhao Ling'er, do you know that Mr. Shan is here to punish this old pious woman on my behalf?"
Zhao Ling'er curled her lips and said stubbornly: "I don't care about this..."
"Are you going to force me to do it myself?" Xuan Ling, the old monster, got angry and yelled.
"I'm also about to ask the senior for advice!" Zhao Ling'er smiled coldly and held the pheasant feather knife in her hand tighter.
As soon as the words came out, many of the dozens of big men outside the venue exclaimed in shock, causing a commotion. They knew the strength of old monster Xuan Ling. He was much higher than the second most handsome man. Zhao Ling'er was a female streamer.
, where did you find such courage that you dared to challenge your seniors?