Song Yuqiao trembled in horror after hearing Yan Fang's roar. Her eyelids kept beating and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. Her eyes were full of fear. She was weak and introverted. It would take a long time to trample an ant to death.
, and now she was asked to kill someone, it was so frightening that her soul almost flew out, not to mention that the person she killed was Li Yundong, who had previously shown his prowess to drive away the Japanese?
Song Yuqiao's teeth were chattering. She looked at Li Yundong, not to mention whether he was willing or not, and whether Li Yundong had the ability to resist. Just thinking about the majestic power of Li Yundong she had seen before, she felt that her legs were weak and her whole body was weak.
The poor little girl trembled: "Master, I, I don't dare..."
Yan Fang was so angry that her eyebrows stood up: "You bastard, I've been teaching you for so long, what's wrong with you?"
Song Yuqiao had tears of shock and fear in her eyes, and she trembled: "But I just don't dare! Master, this is a human being, how can you let me kill someone?"
Only then did Yan Fang remember that the registered disciple she had accepted was very weak, and it was too hard for her to kill people. She suppressed her anger and said softly: "Silly disciple, this person is a great evil person. You
Killing him will save many people, including you and your master. You are doing justice for heaven. Not only will everyone in the world not blame you, but you will be grateful."
Song Yuqiao's parents died when she was young, and she was adopted by Yan Fang as her apprentice since she was a child. Yan Fang was like a parent and a master to her, so Yan Fang's words carried so much weight that they could be said to be as heavy as a mountain. After listening to her,
She couldn't help but feel more courageous for a moment, and she asked timidly: "Is it true, Master?"
When Yan Fang saw Song Yuqiao's heart moved, she was immediately overjoyed and continued to say softly: "Of course it's true. When did master lie to you? When you kill this person, I will take you far away until no one can find you.
Let’s live happily in this place, okay?”
Song Yuqiao looked surprised, and she asked tentatively: "Master, are you serious? You, won't you leave me alone again?"
Yan Fang sighed softly and said: "Silly girl, how could Master be willing to leave you alone? Master had no choice before. Think about it, if your most beloved man was snatched away, would you want to take revenge? What if?
If it were you, if such a shocking conspiracy were discovered, would you want to stop them and save the world?"
Song Yuqiao was thinking very seriously, biting her red lips hard with her white teeth, as if there was a battle between heaven and man in her mind.
Su Chan, Ziyuan, Zhou Qin and others all looked at Song Yuqiao nervously, just waiting for this helpless little girl to make a decision.
Song Yuqiao stared at Yan Fang closely. She hesitated for a while, then suddenly gritted her teeth. She took off the golden hairpin from her head, held it tightly with both hands, and walked toward Li Yundong trembling.
Su Chan, Ziyuan and Zhou Qin exclaimed at the same time: "Stop!" "No!" "How dare you!!"
The little foxes also screamed at the same time: "Don't kill him! The leader is the best man in the world. Don't kill him. If you want to kill him, just kill us!"
When Song Yuqiao heard their shouts, she couldn't help but trembled and stood still. She looked at Su Chan and the others, but saw that they were all looking at her with frightened and pleading eyes, as if they wished she could die in Li Yundong's place.
generally.
Song Yuqiao hesitated for a moment. As soon as she hesitated, Yan Fang behind her immediately said loudly: "What are you hesitating about? These are living vixens. They can do nothing but cause harm to the world. Do you want to see the world in chaos? Do you want to
Are you going to be the culprit who helps the tyrants commit evil? In the future, the world will be in chaos and the people will suffer, and you will be the initiator!"
Song Yuqiao was shocked. She gritted her teeth, looked away abruptly, and walked towards Li Yundong again.
Song Yuqiao walked up to Li Yundong. She lowered her head and said in a crying voice: "You, don't blame me, I don't want to either!" As she said that, she raised the gold hairpin in her hand high.
For a moment, everyone who had been closing their eyes couldn't help but open their eyes. Their eyes widened. They couldn't believe that Li Yundong, who could be driven away by King Peacock Ming, would die in the hands of such a weak girl?
Everyone saw that the golden hairpin was long, thin, and extremely sharp. The sharp spikes reflected dazzling light in the sunlight coming in from outside the building, making everyone's eyes dazzled for a while.
Song Yuqiao was trembling all over as she held the gold hairpin and was about to send it forward, but at this moment she couldn't help but look at Li Yundong. She saw Li Yundong looking at her steadily. Not only did his eyes have no hatred or anger at all, but they were very gentle.
And full of sympathy.
This kind of gaze was like warm sea water, wrapping Song Yuqiao tightly at once, making her think involuntarily: He, why doesn't he hate me? Why does he look at me like this?
Song Yuqiao said in panic: "What do you want me to do?"
Li Yundong smiled slightly, sighed, and said, "If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?"
Song Yuqiao immediately moved his eyes away in horror: "I'm not looking at you anymore, don't look at me!"
Li Yundong smiled and said: "What you just looked at was not me, but your true heart! Even if you look away, it's useless, because you can't face your true heart. You don't believe that I am a bad person at all, right?"
This sentence struck Song Yuqiao like a thunderbolt. She trembled all over and opened her mouth involuntarily. A voice in her heart shouted loudly: He would rather withdraw from the lotus picking conference than take the fairy pen and take responsibility for his disciples.
, he was forced by everyone to lose his qualifications to participate in the competition, and he never said a bad word. Instead, he turned the tide at the critical moment. Such a responsible and courageous man, would he be a bad person? A person with such gentle and kind eyes, he would
Is he a bad person?
Song Yuqiao froze in place like a sculpture. Although Yan Fang behind her couldn't see her expression, her heart suddenly thumped and she couldn't help but loudly said: "Xiaoqiao, don't listen to his monstrous words to deceive the public. This person is the worst person."
It’s going to confuse people! You have to hold on, Xiaoqiao, there are so many people waiting for you to save them!”
Song Yuqiao couldn't help but look back at Yan Fang, and then turned to look at Li Yundong. Suddenly the gold hairpin in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, she covered her face with her hands, and cried: "Master, I can't do it.
I really can't do it! I'm sorry!" As she said that, she ran downstairs quickly.
Yan Fang was furious and shouted loudly: "You useless thing, come back to me, come back quickly!" But no matter how much she shouted, Song Yuqiao didn't look back, sobbing and crying all the way away, only Yan
Fang's angry roar echoed in the small building.
Su Chan and others were relieved at this moment and breathed a sigh of relief. Ruan Hongling sneered and said, "Huh, let's see what other tricks Yan Fang has to play now!"
After Ziyuan felt relieved, she closed her eyes and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk and focus on your luck!"
Ruan Hongling glanced around and saw that everyone upstairs had closed their eyes at this moment and was looking for luck. Whoever can recover first at this time will be the strongest master in this game and can control the power of life and death!
Even Yan Fang suppressed her anger and stopped talking. She closed her eyes and concentrated on breathing. Ruan Hongling's heart moved and she whispered to Ziyuan: "Senior Sister Ziyuan, what if someone comes here at this time?"
Ziyuan didn't open her eyes, she said: "The first-grade immortal in this incense burner is still burning. As long as you get close and smell this smell, your cultivation level will be reduced to the lowest point, you will have no luck, and it will even be worse than ordinary people who have no power to bind a chicken."
It's worse than a human being. But if an ordinary person comes at this time, it would be terrible, because ordinary people will not be affected by the first-grade immortal."
Ruan Hongling immediately closed her eyes when she heard this. She thought to herself: If an ordinary person came and killed everyone here with a steel knife, it would be the most ridiculous thing in the world! I can't die in a
In the hands of ordinary people!
At this time, everyone upstairs was concentrating on their luck. The atmosphere was dull and quiet for a while. The originally quiet and elegant small building was now as quiet as a cemetery, which was creepy.
All the cultivators upstairs were as motionless as stone sculptures, and the air around them seemed to have solidified. Only the first-grade immortals lit by the incense burners were burning slowly, emitting wisps of faint smoke, and a ring of
A ring spreads in all directions.
Time passed like this bit by bit, and the sky slowly changed from the golden crow hanging high to the jade rabbit rising, and the sky became darker bit by bit.
Far away from the garden building, a middle-aged man hiding in a dark alley couldn't help but said to an older man next to him: "Master Puren, it's almost dark, how long should we wait?
?”
Master Puren of Xiyuan Temple was wearing the clothes of an ordinary person. He lowered his eyes, as if standing in meditation, and said softly: "Fakong, why are you anxious? The big devil hasn't taken action yet, so naturally we can't
Do it!"
Fakong looked a little anxious: "But when will this happen?"
Puren smiled slightly, opened his eyes, and said: "When the big devil can't help but take action, we will naturally activate the eight-way demon subduing array to surrender this big devil!"
Fakong took a deep breath and said, "What if he doesn't take action?"
Puren smiled, closed his eyes again, clasped his hands together, and shouted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, if he doesn't take action today, he will do it sooner or later!"
Fakong had no choice but to suppress his temper again, clasping his hands together and silently reciting the scriptures.
I don't know how long it took, but the incense burned in the incense burner on the small building suddenly dimmed, and the poisonous smoke that so many cultivators were unable to catch was finally burned out.
Just as the last wisp of fragrance gradually dissipated in the air, two figures suddenly floated into the small building.
The two people stood side by side. Their figures were graceful and graceful under the moonlight, and their clear shadows were moving. However, they could not see their faces clearly. The taller person quickly glanced at the small building, smiled slightly, and said quietly: "Yan Fang, you
You didn’t expect today to happen, right?”
The one next to him gritted his teeth and sneered: "Little junior sister, what are you nagging her about? Kill her quickly!"
Yan Fang heard the voice and immediately opened her eyes. She looked closely and was shocked: "It's you?!"
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When I was dizzy and flipping through the materials the day before yesterday, I came across a big bug. Among them, the last song sung by Song Yuqiao was not Yingying's Worship at the Moon, but Li Bai's "Qing Ping Tiao". It has been revised now. Thanks to the book friends for pointing it out, I hope Hongfa Master will also copy it.
For the sake of the wrong nine-character mantra, please forgive Tangtang this time, hehe...