"Basiba, you are going too far!" Baimei shouted angrily, and his body suddenly flashed out, turning into a white streak and rowing towards Basiba.
Deng Shi's awe-inspiring sword light exuded a monstrous sword intent. Those who came closer had several inexplicable holes in their clothes, and they hurriedly retreated in fright.
Basiba quickly threw Zhao Min into the middle of the Mongolian army, and turned into a golden light to greet him.
"Master!"
"Head!"
"Master, how are you?"
The disciples of Emei hurriedly helped Master Miejie up, but they saw that Master Miejie still looked like a master at this time. His face was pale and bloodless, his hair was messy, and he was dying. It seemed that he might die at any time.
"Grandpa, stop fighting, that old woman is going to die!" Yuan Ziyi stamped her feet and shouted to Bai Mei in the field.
Murong Fu raised his eyebrows and glanced in the direction of Master Miejie. He sighed secretly in his heart. He thought that after leaving the Thousand Buddha Pagoda, history would not repeat itself. However, he did not expect that Master Miejie was seriously injured on the eighth floor due to impulse.
Siba's subordinates, judging from the fluctuations in energy just now, knew that even if Master Miejie was not dead, she would only have one breath left.
Of course, Murong Fu had nothing to feel sad about. He tried his best to keep Zhou Zhiruo in Emei, didn't he just want to gain access to Emei? With Master Miejie here, Zhou Zhiruo would never be able to get ahead.
Thinking of this, he looked at Zhou Zhiruo in his arms, his heart moved, and he increased the speed of internal force transmission a few minutes.
After hearing Yuan Ziyi's voice, the white eyebrows and the two white eyebrows in the air turned into white and golden light for a moment, revealing their figures. However, they saw Ba Siba slapping Bai Mei's long sword with one palm and attacking with one palm.
There was a fierce fight on his left chest.
But Bai Mei couldn't help but be stunned because of this shout. With a "chi" sound, he was hit in the chest by Ba Siba's palm, and his figure flew out.
Teng Teng Teng, after his white eyebrows landed on the ground, he took several steps back before he could stabilize himself. He groaned and almost spit out a mouthful of blood. However, a white light flashed on his face, and he returned to normal in the blink of an eye. Seeing that Ba Siba did not take advantage of the victory, he also immediately
Ignoring him, he swayed and came to the front of Miejie.
Bai Mei looked at Master Miejie's appearance and couldn't help but frown slightly. He stretched out his hand to press a few points on the large acupuncture point on her chest, and then pressed a palm on her lower abdomen from a distance, and pure internal energy poured out continuously.
"Ahem..." After half a stick of incense was passed, Master Miejie gradually came to his senses. With a "pop" sound, she vomited blood, and an abnormal blush flashed across her pale face.
Looking around in confusion, Master Miejie suddenly jumped up and said, "Zhiruo, where is Zhiruo? How is Zhiruo?"
But her body was about to collapse again, and Ding Minjun hurriedly stepped forward to help her sit down.
"Zhiruo doesn't need you to worry, she will be taken care of by someone!" Yuan Ziyi replied in an incomprehensible tone, glancing in the direction of Murong Fu.
Master Miejie followed her gaze and saw Murong Fu healing Zhou Zhiruo not far away, so she struggled to get up and said, "Help me over!"
"Jue'er!" Bai Mei called out, "You can't act rashly again, listen to me first!"
Master Jue seemed to have noticed Bai Mei's presence at this moment, and hurriedly made a gesture of saluting, but was pushed back by a gentle force, and had no choice but to say: "Uncle Jue, I'm sorry, I hope you can forgive me!"
"You!" Bai Mei sighed with a complicated expression, "You are extremely talented and have a very high understanding. If you have another thirty years and your achievements are immeasurable, maybe it was a wrong decision to let you lead Emei in the first place."
In front of Bai Mei, Grand Master Jue looked extremely docile, "But what mistake did Master Jue make? Please speak frankly."
Bai Mei shook her head, "You have been working hard these years to make Emei prosperous. You have never made any mistakes, but you are just too stubborn."
Miejie was slightly startled. What did the Grand Master say? But he still lowered his head and said, "This is what the Grand Master taught me."
"Well, what's the use of talking about this now? Your meridians have been completely severed and all your internal organs have been displaced. Jue'er, do you have any unfinished business?" Bai Mei hesitated for a moment, and finally said something that caught everyone off guard.
When the disciples nearby heard this, they immediately felt sad and shouted "Master", "Master" non-stop. Many of them had wiped their tears, especially Ding Minjun, who threw himself in front of Miejie and cried so hard.
He looked like a tearful person, looking very sad and sad.
At this moment, a look of sadness flashed across Master Miejie's face, but she immediately regained her composure.
"Okay, okay!" Bai Mei shouted impatiently, "Don't make any noise, listen to your master!"
All the disciples fell silent.
Master Miejie struggled to sit up halfway, her eyes were surprisingly calm, she glanced at the disciples one by one, and suddenly said: "Minjun, go and call Zhiruo over."
Ding Minjun's expression changed slightly, "Master, Junior Sister Zhiruo is still unconscious, and that Murong Fu..."
"Go if you are told to go," Master Miejie's face suddenly turned cold, "Zhiruo is still from the Emei sect. Even if she is unconscious, she should be taken care of by people from Emei!"
"Yes!" Ding Minjun felt shocked and hurriedly bowed in response.
"No need!" But Baimei suddenly said, "That girl has woken up!"
Everyone turned around and saw Zhou Zhiruo's thin figure slowly walking towards the Emei Sect.
In fact, although the palm Zhou Zhiruo received was very heavy, she was protected by the strong and pure internal power of the Nine Yin Meridian, and she did not suffer any serious internal injuries. This was just because the power of Ba Siba's palm was very strange. After entering the meridians,
It does not attack the Dantian, but is absorbed in the meridians like a dove occupying a magpie's nest, forming a blockage, causing Zhou Zhiruo to momentarily hold her breath and pass out.
Murong Fu seemed to have expected this scene, so he stepped up his efforts to open up his meridians at all costs, and finally Zhou Zhiruo woke up.
Looking at Zhou Zhiruo's back, Murong Fu suddenly felt a little distressed. Maybe the burden on her shoulders would be heavier now, and her character might even change in an unknown direction, which is hard to predict.
However, this was a very helpless move by Murong Fu. The Murong family had a weak foundation. Although they now have money and food, and even the army has developed, it is still impossible to become king based on this alone. It also requires the support of the people.
In this war-torn era, there is a very strange phenomenon. When ordinary people encounter problems that are difficult to solve, they rarely seek help from the government officials, but more often they turn their attention to nearby sects and gangs.
Especially for sects with profound foundations such as Xiang'emei and Shaolin, even though their number of disciples is limited, if they really rise up, people from hundreds of miles around will definitely support them without fear of death.
Coupled with the reputation in the world, it can also attract a large number of people. For example, in the previous battle at Guangmingding, if Master Jue had not only invited the other five major sects, tens of thousands of people would have gathered.
This is also the reason why Murong Fu worked so hard to rescue the six major sects this time. Of course, it was mainly for the three sects of Wudang, Emei and Shaolin.
"Mr...Mr. Gong, who is this person? Do we want to take her with us?" Suddenly, a slightly coy voice pulled Murong Fu back from his thoughts, it was Huo Qingtong.
Murong Fu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed and said with a smile: "Qingtong, what did you just call me?"
"Xiang..." Huo Qingtong's face turned red, and he was about to answer, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the evil smile on Murong Fu's face, and couldn't help but stamp his feet, "Humph, forget it if you didn't hear me!"
"Why didn't you hear me?" Murong Fu laughed and hugged Huo Qingtong, "But if you call me husband, I will be happier!"
"Husband? What is that?" Huo Qingtong frowned slightly, but he had never heard of this word before.
"This..." Murong Fu's face froze slightly, "Forget it, you should call me husband!"
Huo Qingtong was originally a very thin-skinned woman, and she had suddenly screamed out because of a sudden heat in her heart. Now she was teased by Murong Fu, so she could not scream out loud, so she pointed at Mao Zhizhi on the ground and asked: "Who is this woman?"
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"She should be from the Ruyang Palace!" Murong Fu said vaguely. He turned around and saw soldiers from the Ruyang Palace and disciples of the five major sects tensely confronting each other.
Zhao Min and the seriously injured Wang Baobao were surrounded by a group of soldiers at the back, and Basiba's figure disappeared again.
However, Murong Fu knew that as long as Zhao Min was in danger, the great lama would definitely appear, and he suddenly had a feeling that Dongfang Bubai might still be hiding nearby, but what was Dongfang Bubai's purpose? And him
The voice has turned into a female voice. Could it be that the highest state of practicing the Sunflower Book is to turn a man into a real woman?
Murong Fu suddenly shuddered, shook his head and put away the disgusting thoughts in his mind, then picked up Mao Zhizhi on the ground with one hand, and held Huo Qingtong's little hand with the other, "Let's go, let's go and have a look too!"
When the two came to the venue, everyone made way for a passage and looked at Murong Fu with awe in their eyes. Even some disciples of the Huashan and Kongtong sects were not saved in the end, but they did not dare to do anything in front of everyone.
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Song Qingshu in the crowd, on the other hand, glanced at Murong Fu with a gloomy expression. Earlier, in desperation, he wanted to catch Zhou Zhiruo's body, but was later kicked away by Murong Fu. Not only did he lose face, but he was also
Song Yuanqiao scolded him hard.
"My friend, do you have any countermeasures? If this continues, I estimate that the Mongolian army is coming!" Zhang Sanfeng asked.
Others also looked at Murong Fu nervously.
"Where are the two elders Xuanming?" Murong Fu asked.
"Here!" The Huashan disciples made way for an open space, where the unconscious Xuanming elders were placed.
I heard Xian Yutong say with some pride: "The group of Mongolian Tatars wanted to take back these two old ghosts during the chaos. Fortunately, our Huashan faction discovered it early and stopped it in time!"
"Yes!" Murong Fu nodded and said lightly, "A few disciples will carry Mr. Xuan Ming and come with me to negotiate!"
Several disciples of the Huashan Sect immediately stepped forward to lift up the two elders Xuan Ming. Murong Fu handed Huo Qingtong to Zhang Sanfeng to take care of him, and then carried Mao Zhizhi in the direction of Zhao Min. (To be continued)