Chapter 51 Enmity

On the other side of Sanqingguan, the three patriarchs of the Three School of the Demon Sect were talking around Guang Chengzi's corpse. Suddenly, they saw Chu Jiang running in a hurry and said in a panic: "It's not good! There is still an extremely powerful guy hidden in Sanqingguan. He Fanglu is still alive!"

"What? There is such a thing!"

Youao and Yan Luo were almost amazed with one voice. The name made people in the demon religion scared decades ago. Naturally, the two of them heard about it, and their expressions were also a little afraid.

The begonia fairy looked ordinary and asked, "What? The two of you have never been afraid of all the visions in front of you, but you are afraid of such a person? Is this man a god or a ghost?

Youao and Yan Luo are also very good-faced people. They immediately took back the previous stunned face. Yan Luo pretended to be relaxed and smiled indifferently, "Hasn't the Begonia Fairy heard of the stunt of 'Baiyue Flying Sword'? Have you ever heard of the name 'First Sword of the Right Path'? He Fanglu had a period of involvement with your Lianhua Valley in those years!"

The begonia fairy shook her head gently and replied, "No one in the valley has ever talked about it. I have never heard of it."

Youao nodded and said lightly, "That's not strange. Let me introduce it. He Fanglu has been a teacher and Sanqingguan since he was a child. He is talented and his comprehension ability is even more extraordinary. At the age of 15, he can find the shortcomings of Sanqingguan's unique skill 'Royal Kendo' and correct them. In just a few decades, he has achieved great Taoism. Later, it took 118 months to create a set of amazing swordsmanship, which is for the 'hundred moon flying sword'!"

"In the past, our allies also had a 'ghost fairy gate'. I don't know how the ghost fairy gate annoyed him. He only climbed the ghost fairy gate alone with the three divine swords of Changqing, Yuqing and Taiqing, and flattened the ghost fairy gate with one person. At that time, there were 600 disciples in the Ghost Fairy Gate, and as many as 300 people were killed by him. The other 300 people fled without fighting. From then on, they had no confidence to rebuild the Ghost Fairy Gate, so the Ghost Fairy Gate disappeared from the world after that.

While he spoke, the stunned expression on his cheeks unconsciously appeared and muttered, "Didn't he die more than 20 years ago? Why did it appear again?"

After all, the Begonia Fairy did not see the means of the way with her own eyes. She thought that Youao's words were exaggerated and said disapprovingly, "So what? There are far more than 600 people here, even seven or eight or 600 people. Why are you afraid of him alone?"

Youao suddenly woke up and said with a strong smile, "What the fairy said is very well, then let's see the prestige of the 'hundred moon flying sword'."

The group followed the leadership of Chu Jiangkai and came to the place of the fight just now. What they saw in front of them made this century-old demon master silent for a long time without saying a word.

In the square, except for the demon disciples who can't afford to be seriously injured, they are the demon disciples who can't die. There are few corpses of Sanqingguan disciples.

After a long time, I heard their sigh: "This man is so terrible!"

In shock, a beautiful yellow-shirted woman walked in and called Youao Shengjun to the dark. She deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Guang Yiyi guessed that you would attack Sanqingguan. Let me tell you a piece of news: 22 years ago, he saved the lives of the prince and young lady and took them in Sanqingguan. But he refused to tell the identity of the prince and the young lady in Sanqingguan. I guess he deliberately used this strategy..."

Before she finished speaking, Youao resolutely interrupted: "It's better to believe it than to believe it," he said. He quickly turned around and ordered to his subordinates, "All the male and female disciples of Sanqingguan in the age of 20 are captured alive. They can't hurt a single point!"

The leader of the Holy Dragon Sect, who remained awake and calm all the time, suddenly made a mess in his mind, and a stream of heat rushed to his head, and he felt dizzy.

The yellow-shirted woman quickly came forward to help him and said softly, "You don't have to worry about it. I guess it must be a plan of a wide range of people. He deliberately didn't say the identity of the young master, just to make you dare not attack the disciples of Sanqingguan!"

Youao calmed down for a moment, gradually woke up, and only sighed low, "I hope so!"

After a long time, he shook his head gently: "I hope what he said is true, and I hope my son and daughter are still alive..."

The father's sad eyes glanced at the bodies of the disciples of Sanqingguan on the ground, especially when he saw the young disciples of more than 20 years old, and a burst of dizziness surged up again.

Qingzhu Xianju, the gray-backed wolf dog roared in the direction of Sanqingguan.

Walking in the green bamboo forest, Yan Ji saw the colorful light shining in the sky, the firelight and lightning flashing thunder in the Sanqing view from afar.

He didn't realize what had happened, but he saw Liang Xiangling running in a hurry and gasped, "The people of the demon religion have killed up the mountain. Many people have died. Run for your life quickly!"

"What?"

Yan Ji's eyes widened, shocked and unbelievable, and clearly written on his face. In his eyes, those elders, like his master Guangyi, are immortals who have lived for hundreds of years, and Sanqingguan has thousands of disciples. How can they be so vulnerable? Do those demons all have three heads and six arms?

Liang Xiangling stopped talking nonsense, hurriedly reached out and stuffed the rainbow into Yan Ji's hand, then clenched the ice cold light sword in his hand and said hurriedly, "Run down the mountain quickly. The faster you run, the better. Now there is no room to fight back. It's important to escape."

Yan Ji was shocked. He only said "Oh" and took his sister Liang Xiangling's hand to run. However, he saw Liang Xiangling suddenly break away Yan Ji's hand and said, "Go ahead. I'll go to the Taoist temple."

Yan Ji was surprised and said, "What are you doing in the Taoist temple? Where is it dangerous? Let's go together."

Liang Xiangling did not answer, but stared at the direction of the Taoist temple, and there was a trace of worry in her bright eyes.

How affectionate is this beautiful woman? Until now, she still misses the man in her heart and wants to know his current situation.

"Sister! I don't want to go, because you haven't left yet. Do you want to see him? I'll go with you!"

Yan Ji stretched out his hand again, grasped the white hand tightly, and said resolutely.

"Are you going to die?" Liang Xiangling shouted fiercely and tried to shake off Yan Ji's hand, but did not shake it off. Until now, she found that the younger brother's strength was so great.

Yan Ji held it deeply and said firmly, "You are the best person to me. I can't watch you do dangerous things, and I don't want to lose you. I won't let you go."

Liang Xiangling's heart moved, and her dark eyes opened round. She looked deeply at the expression on his brother's face that had never appeared before, and she was speechless.

Is this expression caring?

"Don't want to lose me?" Liang Xiangling muttered these five words and sighed gently, "Why do you say that?"

Yan Ji looked solemn and said heavily, "Because you are my senior sister and my most important person!"

At this moment, an unknown emotion flashed through her face. She lowered her head and fell into meditation.

She would like to ask: what does the most important person mean? What does it mean if she doesn't want to lose her?

Dark clouds flowed through the sky, the full moon covered by dark clouds appeared in the sky, and the bright autumn moon quietly sprinkled in the bamboo forest. Her beautiful face was a little more sad against the moonlight.

"Brother! Hurry up, it's dangerous here!"

A familiar voice called Yan Ji. He quickly turned his eyes, and the source of the voice stood the person he longed for.

The excitement and happiness on the teenager's face is clearly what it looks like when you meet your lover after a long separation.

Inadvertently, Yan Ji let go of Liang Xiangling's hand, turned to her and came to her, smiling and said, "Let's go!" I'll take you with me."

Under the clear moonlight, she only left the lonely white shadow behind the teenager. She did not have to struggle to break the hand that held her wrist deeply, because he had released it. I don't know when her vague figure was a little sad and lonely.

"Sister, you are not an undercover agent of the magic religion, are you? I believe in you. You told me yourself that you are not.

Yan Ji held his sister's hand tightly and asked her with a smile on his face. He actually believed in his sister so much. As long as his sister admitted it, he would try his best to maintain his sister's reputation and no longer allowed anyone to say that she was an undercover agent of the magic religion.

"Can you not say this and escape down the mountain first? Let's wait until it's safe. They will kill you." In her melancholy eyes, there were endless difficulties and she dared not answer this question.

The smile on Yan Ji's face disappeared in an instant. He obviously noticed something and asked eagerly, "Why can't you say it!"

She bit her lip tightly and her expression was very painful. After a long time, she said, "There will be plenty of time to talk about it in the future."

It seems that every word and sentence she says is extremely difficult.

The teenager's hand quietly loosened, no longer holding the cold jade hand, and took a slight step back.

Although she didn't say it, Yan Ji already understood that there were only two words, "no" and it was extremely simple to say, but why didn't she say it?

"Are you really my sister? Since I came out of Qingzhu Cave, I have always felt that you are a little different, as if you had suddenly changed.

Yan Ji asked in a low voice, with a desolate tone, as if there was unspeakable pain.

"The person you see has always been me!" She couldn't stand it anymore, and tears fell down. Her voice was very low, and these were the only truths she could say.

"Are you the girl with a round face, very naughty and loves to come up with strange ideas?"

She didn't say anything, just nodded, and her crystal tears reflected the slight moonlight, flowing down like a line.

"Liar!" Yan Ji read these two words gently and muttered, "Since childhood, you have been lying to me and my sister, and even every word you say is lying... It turns out that you love to lie..."

Yan Ji's voice choked and couldn't go on. His eyes were full of blood, but he was a little ferocious and evil.

"I... I know it's wrong..." She sobbed and apologized, hoping to be forgiven.

"I have my pains, but I have never lied to you. I have only lied to you. I am Zhou Ruohan... Nothing else, everything else is true. My feelings for you are true."

"Brother, you said that I will always be your sister. No matter what kind of person I become, you will treat me well... Is this true?"

She sobbed and asked her brother. Her tearful eyes were full of trust in her brother, hoping that what her brother had said was true.