Chapter 51: The Plan for the Extermination

One day and one night, it is the second night in a blink of an eye.

Li Yinru and Jiang Shengtian stayed by the bedside all night and looked at Chen Rufeng, who showed no sign of awakening. Their hearts were as heavy as stones.

Chen Rufeng lay peacefully**, and nothing outside can disturb him.

"Didn't he say... he would wake up after a day and a night? Why haven't you woken up yet?" Li Yinru asked Jiang Shengtian worriedly, but how could Jiang Shengtian answer? However, in order to avoid Li Yinru being too worried, Jiang Shengtian had to say nonsense, "Maybe the drug attack is relatively late, so it will take a little later to wake up."

Li Yinru's face was already haggard, like a flower that had lost its vitality, and her eyes did not leave Chen Rufeng's face.

Jiang Shengtian was in a complicated mood. He felt that the atmosphere in the room was particularly stuffy and wanted to go out for a walk, but he was afraid that Li Yinru would suddenly collapse and cry.

Yuan Sirou has gone to the bamboo altar meeting, and there is only one sleepless person and two worried men and women left in the room.

Suddenly, Li Yinru's face suddenly became ecstatic, and she saw Chen Rufeng's eyebrows move a few times.

She put her hand into the quilt and held Chen Rufeng's hand. The feeling of warmth reached her palm, which made her intensify her strength.

Jiang Shengtian also noticed it and shouted in a low voice, "Like the wind?"

Li Yinru held Chen Rufeng's hand on his face and rubbed it gently, his eyes full of sadness.

"Please... wake up quickly..." Li Yinru said with a crying voice.

As if he heard Li Yinru's call, Chen Rufeng suddenly sat up and scared them, as if a dead man suddenly turned into a living person, but Li Yinru's hand did not loosen.

Chen Rufeng's eyes were very frightened and gasped, as if he had escaped from a nightmare.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Li Yinru, who was about to burst into tears, and Jiang Shengtian with a relieved face. He didn't say anything else, but asked, "Where's the second master?"

The two looked at each other in consterence. Why did Chen Rufeng ask this question as soon as he woke up?

"Ruiyun summoned their hermits to the bamboo altar and said they had something important to discuss." Jiang Shengtian said.

Chen Rufeng suddenly felt worried and made a painful expression on his face, which made Li Yinru stroke his back and asked softly, "Are you all right?"

Chen Rufeng shook his head and said, "I have an ominous feeling in my heart. My intuition tells me that the second master may encounter something wrong."

Jiang Shengtian was shocked and said incredulously, "What happened? What can happen to them? They are the eight hidden in the middle of the hall.

"I don't know. But I trust my intuition." Chen Rufeng pressed his chest together, his eyes were full of firm eyes, and he was convinced of his intuition.

"Quick, I'm going to the bamboo altar." Chen Rufeng quickly got into bed, picked up the bamboo sword, and was about to run out of the door. Unable to stop Li Yinru and Jiang Shengtian, he had already run out of the house.

"Wait..." Jiang Shengtian chased it out.

"I want to go with you too!" Li Yinru shouted behind him.

Chen Rufeng stopped, turned around and stared at them. He shook his head and said, "You can't follow. It may be dangerous."

"My master is also one of the eight hidden in the Central Plains, and I am also worried about her safety!" Li Yinru argued that Chen Rufeng could not find a good reason to refute her for a moment. Looking at the equally resolute two people on their faces, she had to sigh.

"You can follow, but you have to remember to be careful about everything." Chen Rufeng told him, and the two nodded quickly.

The three of them rushed to the bamboo altar under the view of the moonlight and stars in the night.

In the bamboo altar, only seven people came from the Central Plains, and Han Ling disappeared.

Sansheng and Ruiyun are secretly happy. Without Han Ling, how can the three of you compete with the four of us, as well as the latent yellowing and the masters they invited. Now you have the ability to escape from the sky and can't get out of our palms.

Song Zhuoyuan, Yuan Sirou and Xuan Wan stood on one side and looked at the four people, with puzzled in their eyes.

"Ruiyun, what's the matter with you calling us?" Song Zhuo asked impatiently.

They can't see the strange and gloomy smile on the three holy faces integrated with the night, and they haven't realized the coming of the crisis.

Ruiyun laughed a few times and said, "I'm calling you here today because I have something to announce."

"The Three Saints and I are going to withdraw from the ranks of the Eight Hidden in the Central Plains." As soon as Ruiyun said it, it immediately attracted a fierce reaction from Song Zhuoyuan and others.

"What did you say?" Song Zhuoyuan shouted, "Did you withdraw from Bayin in the Central Plains?"

Yuan Sirou and Xuan Wanmiao agreed. How can such a child's play be said casually? They all blamed the four people, but the four people did not pay attention to it at all and still laughed.

Mo Sheng sneered and said, "How about we quit? We need to return to the world and regain the glory of that day.

Ruiyun said, "I want to restore Yunxiangguan and find those gangs that once wanted us Yunxiangguan as a ghost to pay off their blood debts." Ruiyun was already ferocious and said almost with a grin, his shape was almost the same as that of a beast.

"Do you want to keep us by force?" The demon saint smiled disdainfully, "We will definitely accompany you to the end."

"Those who stop us will die." The ghost saint said wildly and didn't pay attention to the three people opposite him at all.

Xuan Wanmei raised her cold eyebrows and said, "We don't allow you to mess with it. I think you are going to provoke tonight. What on earth are you going to do?

A figure jumped out and fell beside Ruiyun with a smile.

"This is my apprentice, Huang Hua." Ruiyun simply introduced that Huang Hua slightly bowed his hand as a courtesy, thinking that there was no need for too much courtesy to the three people who were about to die.

Song Zhuo's eyes were shining, as if he could penetrate the expressions of five people through the darkness.

"It seems that you are all murderous and set up the game early in the morning. Once we don't agree, you will kill us here, right?" Song Zhuoyuan sneered, and the five of them pretended to be profound and smiled without saying anything.

"If you really want to get back to the world, step on our corpses first." Song Zhuo warned coldly.

As soon as this sentence came out, the five people immediately released a fierce murderous atmosphere and rushed directly to the weak three people, constantly squeezing the air, becoming like a heavy pressure, making people breathless.

"Do you think you can win us if there are too many people?" Yuan Sirou's sleeves trembled, and the flowing sword slipped out of his sleeve and fell into his hand.

Xuanwan's wonderful water sleeves waved, and the rope tied behind the guqin broke open. He reached out and grabbed it and sat cross-legged on the ground. The guqin was placed on his lap, killing all in his eyebrows.

Song Zhuo took a step forward, and his restrained murderous intention suddenly swarmed out, directly knocking away the murderous spirit of the five people a few feet, and said, "Since everyone wants to move their muscles and bones tonight, I will accompany them to the end."

The five people laughed recklessly. Can they really resist the five of them with the strength of three people? What's more, a supporting master lurking in the dark.

The three figures quickly shuttled through the dark bamboo forest. Jiang Shengtian and Li Yinru could only barely keep up with Chen Rufeng's back.

Chen Rufeng's footsteps were very anxious and walked through many winding paths, and there seemed to be no sign of fatigue. On the contrary, Jiang Shengtian and Li Yinru have exhausted their strength and have to borrow from the bamboo trees on both sides, especially Li Yinru. The weak and slender she is not strong enough to walk such a long concave and convex journey.

Looking at Chen Rufeng's hurried back, Li Yinru bent down and took a few breaths of gasp, and quickly followed again. Jiang Shengtian behind him looked at her worriedly and was about to open his mouth to let Chen Rufeng stop and rest for a while, but when he saw Li Yinru's clenched teeth and strong eyes, he knew that she did not want to distract Chen Rufeng, so he swallowed his words back and followed him.

As it gets closer and closer to the bamboo altar, Chen Rufeng's heartbeat becomes more and more intense, and the sense of uneasiness is even stronger.

Suddenly, a burst of vigorous sound came from the front, with a few shouts.

Chen Rufeng was shocked and didn't care about the two people behind him, but left a sentence: "Be careful!" As soon as he kicked his feet, the green shadow flashed and drilled forward quickly.

Jiang Shengtian and Li Yinru looked at each other in panic, accelerated their footsteps to follow the remnants left by Chen Rufeng, and rushed forward.

In the bamboo altar.

Songzhuo floated in the air, holding a faint burning ghost fire in each hand, full of murderous intent. Ten half-personal-sized blue water droplets kept spinning around him. It seemed that these drops would never fall to the ground. Obviously, there was a real urge.

Sansheng and Huanghua just joined hands to launch an attack on Song Zhuoyuan, but were blocked back by Yuan Sirou's "waterdrop protection". Yuan Sirou held the flowing sword high on the ground, which was the origin of those immortal water droplets. Xuan Wan put her hand on the strings and stared coldly at the five people opposite her, ready to play a disheartbreaking tune at any time.

As for Ruiyun Zhenren, he just stood aside and watched the wave of offensive of the four people just been easily blocked back. He couldn't help sneering and saying that you three saints were still pretentious. I asked my apprentice to help you and you can't take advantage of it. What a waste.

Xuan Wanmiao stared at Ruiyun warily to prevent him from taking action at any time.

"It's time for us to make a move." Song Zhuoyuan snorted coldly, and his hands burned to the peak of the fire, and flew up to a height of one foot. He pushed his hands forward and shouted, "Ghost flames!"

The two ghost fires with the spirit of the underworld roared like two fire dragons and spewed flames, and they were about to burn to the opposite three saints and Huanghua.

At the same time, Yuan Sirou's flowing sword, which was originally held high, became flat, and the water drop around Songyuan also turned into a blue demon like wings, and flew to the four people opposite one after another.

Before the demon saint rushed, the demon saint stood on both sides of his body. The three palms of the hands were close to the palms of the hands. For a moment, the demon saint's hair burst up, like a demon god, and blue veins appeared on his face, shouting, "Yin and Yang cones!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a half-black and white true breath in his mouth, which condensed into a cone in front of him, like a strange blade, which swept directly in front of him and cut the oncoming water droplets in two. As soon as the ghost flame touched the cone-shaped true gas, it was immediately forced to return to the distant hand. Medium.

The power of the three saints to join hands is indeed extraordinary.

Just as you came and went with each other, and no one could have the upper hand, Chen Rufeng came out of the forest on one side. The bamboo sword had been held in his hand and shouted at Yuan Sirou, "Second Master!"

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on this sudden arrival.