Before Songhe Laodao could respond, an encirclement had formed, with three bees on the left and rear. Although there was only one in the front, it was the queen bee with the largest head. There was no way to escape.
Even though Old Taoist Songhe had gone through the wind and rain, he could not help but change his face. It would not matter if he died, but his apprentice was also here. If both of them were besieged, the Xipingguan lineage would be completely cut off. No, we must not let the apprentice die too.
Die here.
Old Taoist Songhe quickly made a decision. He gritted his teeth, then stamped his feet, and his body was instantly raised by more than ten feet. At the same time, he thrust his hands forward, and Qingyang's body was thrown out, flying continuously.
Five or six feet away, he fell to the ground.
Qingyang was immediately thrown to pieces, and his whole body was bruised in many places. The fall this time was much heavier than the last time he fell in the big pit, and he was completely defenseless.
But at this time, Qingyang no longer cared about checking his own injuries, and quickly turned to look at Old Songhe who was surrounded by the encirclement, because he knew why the master did this. This was the master's last resort, just to get himself out of trouble.
Perhaps it was due to excessive force. After Songhe Taoist threw Qingyang, he staggered and almost fell to the ground. Seeing that Qingyang did not run away immediately after landing, he said angrily: "Little bastard"
, what are you still doing in a daze? Where has your usual cleverness gone? Run quickly."
The more Songhe Lao Tao scolded him, the more Qingyang couldn't move. The two had been dependent on each other for nearly ten years, and they loved each other as father and son. Now, he couldn't do it if he abandoned his master and left him alone, because he understood very well.
, turning around this time is likely to mean separation between life and death.
But he understood better that not only could he not be of any help by staying here, but a mortal would only distract the master and not be able to deal with those bees with all his strength. In desperation, he had no choice but to wipe away his tears, gritted his teeth and turned towards the bees.
Run away.
For his own wish, the master can kneel to others; for his own safety, the master dares to bargain with the immortal masters; now in order to let the disciple out of trouble, the master has stayed alone in the encirclement. Thinking of this, he sheds tears
It just couldn't stop flowing.
He hated himself, hated that he could not help his master when he was in trouble, but could only turn around and run away; he hated the Tiger Gang, and hated that the Tiger Gang should not involve his master in this matter; he hated those immortals even more
Masters, I hate that those immortal masters do not care about the lives of ordinary people like them for their own selfish interests.
After nearly ten years of dependence on each other, nearly ten years of nurturing, and nearly ten years of careful teaching, the master gave everything for him, and in the end even sacrificed his own life. But before he could repay the favor, he was about to be separated from the yin and yang.
, how could this not make Qingyang heartbroken?
Qingyang lowered his head and ran away, crying secretly. He also swore secretly that if something happened to his master today, as long as he finds a chance in the future, he will definitely get rid of these bees, destroy the harmful Tiger Gang, and kill those immortals who got something for nothing.
Master, I will be buried with my master.
While he was thinking about it, suddenly there was a buzzing sound behind him. Qingyang couldn't help but be horrified. The bees were chasing him. Why so fast? Could it be that the master had been killed by this swarm of bees?
At this time, the voice of Master Songhe came from behind Qingyang, saying: "Disciple, be careful, those swarms of bees are rushing towards you."
Master Songhe's voice was full of anger. He must not have been injured. Could it be that the swarm of bees didn't make things difficult for him? Qingyang couldn't help but turn his head and look, and was startled at the sight. There were always a lot of bees, and they were all heading towards him.
He followed, but pushed Songhe Laodao aside. Songhe Laodao had no choice but to chase after him.
This is strange. It was the beehive that was stabbed by Master. Instead of chasing Master, these bees chased me. But I didn't do anything. Do you know that you are chasing the wrong person?
The swarm of bees didn't care about this, and chased after him as if they had spotted him. Qingyang's strength was far inferior to that of Song He. In the blink of an eye, the swarm of bees surrounded him, and then the queen bee
Suddenly he accelerated and led a swarm of bees straight towards his waist.
A sting by an ordinary bee will hurt for a day or two, and wild bees can even sting people to death, let alone bees in this dense ground? A casual sting can kill a person.
Seeing that his disciple was about to die, Taoist Songhe who was behind him had no time to save him. He bared his teeth in a hurry and screamed: "Disciple Qingyang!"
"My life is at stake!" Qingyang couldn't help but closed his eyes.
Qingyang closed his eyes, waiting for pain and death to come, but after a long time, the buzzing in his ears disappeared, but nothing happened. Qingyang was confused, and quickly opened his eyes, but saw that the bee was gone.
Where, Old Taoist Songhe had already rushed to his side.
Qingyang thought it was his master who saved him, and said: "Master, fortunately you arrived in time and killed the swarm of bees, otherwise I would have died."
However, Master Songhe said with confusion on his face: "It wasn't me. I didn't have time to save you. It was the swarm of bees that flew to you and then disappeared."
Did he disappear? Qingyang looked around and saw no trace of a bee. He looked down again and saw that only the lid of the wine gourd on his waist had been opened at some point. There was nothing else out of the ordinary. This was strange.
, there is no one around, who will save me at such a critical moment? Could it be that I am born with the blessing of gods and Buddhas?
"I saw clearly at that time that the swarm of bees suddenly accelerated and flew to your waist before disappearing," Song He said again.
Hearing what the master said, Qingyang seemed to remember what happened in that hall, and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "Maybe these bees were also sucked away by the wine gourd."
If you want to explain it this way, it makes sense. At that time, the master threw himself out with all his strength. When he fell to the ground, the lid of the wine gourd was also blown open. It may be that the wine gourd has some attraction to the group of bees, so
Only then will the bee swarm give up the master and chase themselves, and then be sucked into the wine gourd.
Taoist Songhe was puzzled when he heard this, and said: "What was sucked away by the wine gourd?"
"Master, this wine gourd may really be a treasure." Qingyang whispered.
Then Qingyang told Master Songhe what he had experienced in the hall. After hearing this, Master Songhe had no intention of caring about how the bees entered the wine gourd. Instead, he quickly looked around until
After confirming that no one was eavesdropping, he said: "Disciple, you have to remember that the world is dangerous. You must not let others know about this kind of thing, otherwise it will cause death for us."
Qingyang said: "I didn't say anything nonsense, I just told you this!"
There are still recommendations next week, so I need to keep updating them twice. It seems that I have been quite busy during this period.