157 Sitting in chaos

Even so, the behavior of the Jiao'e sisters is still very inappropriate. What if the distant spirit is a bad person, even the identity of the foot merchant is fake, just to lurk inside the Kunlun faction as a spy, which is not good for the Kunlun faction?

Shouldn't Kunlun disciples only have this degree of vigilance? Although Yao Ling is not a bad person, she can't deny that she came to the Kunlun faction just to look for Wumei. It's just my own personal wish, which has nothing to do with the cultivation of immortals.

"What are you running for? Why don't you keep up with it?" At this moment when Yao Ling was thinking about it, the Jiao'e sisters were already waiting for the imperial sword. Yao Ling only felt that the shovel in his hand was of a matter of weight: where to dig their treasures? The words of Reiki jewelry buried everywhere in the Kunlun School are just lies made up to attract them. I don't know when they will support them.

In order to improve the speed of the Jiao'e sisters, the two swords flew together. It was very unfortunate that Yao Ling stepped on a sword on his left and right feet. Although Yao Ling used two swords, he usually only used one sword. She had never tried this method of sword. Is this kind of fear and uneasy feeling of being pulled in half at any time? Is it the legendary foot on two boats?

The two swords fly fast and steadily, and the two sisters cooperate very well. The distant spirit feels no different from only one sword, and his heart is getting wider and wider. As she flew, Chen Jiao suddenly turned her head and asked, "Well, do you remember the location of those treasures clearly? Can you finish digging before noon?

"Ah? Well, it's almost right." Why is she in such a hurry? Is she afraid of missing lunch?

"If we can't finish digging at that time, let's go to Zhanghua Hall first. It's a big deal. You can't let the elders wait for our two juniors. Chen'e said. Zhang Huadian? Is there a big deal? Where will the senior brother and all the elders go? What the hell is going on?

Finally, he flew to the Taiyi Palace where he escaped before Yao Ling. The three of them fell down, so far away that Yao Ling saw the person he didn't want to see the most. Chen Wei... Why is he here again? Is he here to see the leader again? It's just that he is a Hong-level disciple. How can he see the master of so many things?

Yao Ling felt that he was hiding behind Chen'e. Chen Jiao was the first to jump on and grab Chen Wei's sleeve: "Brother, have you been waiting for the leader to be summoned here? It's hard, isn't it? Is the sun hot or not?

Chen'e walked forward with no face, completely exposing Yao Ling to Chen Wei's eyes: "Sister, don't disturb your brother. We'll also go to do business."

Yao Ling's arms in front of his face slowly put them down. Why didn't the three brothers and sisters talk? It's been a day and a night. Brother Chen Wei has something important to ask the head. He probably won't remember Yao Ling's face, who can't recognize if he takes off his hairstyle!

"Is this... the rat-killing man you two found?" Unlike Fengchuan's eyes, Chen Wei's eyes are very deep, but they have a firmness similar to him. People who can have such upright eyes should not be bad people.

But what's wrong with killing rats? Yao Ling glanced sideways at the lawn around Taiyi Palace - why is it pitted and full of holes? Is it... Sister Jiao'e? Damn, did you dig the ground like this without permission because you couldn't find the remote spirit? I'm crazy about Reiki jewelry!

Yao Ling held the shovel in his hand and suddenly understood. He smiled at Chen Wei and said, "It's rude. I'm working in Yuzhi Garden, so I'm very familiar with things like mice. I can know where they hide as soon as I look at the holes they dig. Don't worry, as long as I go down with a shovel, I will definitely plug a dead mouse up..."

Bragging is a little too much. Chen Wei's eyes were a little strange when he looked at Yao Ling, and he didn't look like a disciple practicing in Xianshan at all. Yao Ling cleared his throat: "So, two seniors, can we start?"

Yao Ling turned around. Pretising to look at the hole in the distance, he was stunned by the sharp voice behind him: "Sister, I seem to have seen it somewhere."

This sentence... Should it be said to be dangerous, ambiguous, or too old-fashioned pick-up skills? Anyway, he will stay at the door of Taiyi Palace today. If you don't want to be investigated, just run away.

"Ah, hahahaha, is it..." Yao Ling giggled. If you don't look back at this time, you will feel guilty, and if you look back, you will inevitably expose something. She ran forward with a shovel, but nothing could highlight her intention to escape.

"Brother, let's go first. Zhang Huadian will discuss the matter, and you will also come on time, right?" The younger sister was reluctant to let go of her brother's sleeves. After a while, her whole body and mind completely turned from "Wang Tiezhu" to her brother.

"Well, I will meet the leader before Zhang Hua's discussion..."

Chen Wei looked at the Taiyi Palace. The door of the palace was closed and the curtain hung quietly. Be sure to meet the leader before they announce the decision. Otherwise, whether it is the hero Yuzhen, the former sister of the leader who bullied the master and destroyed the ancestors, the information queen of the three lanes of plum blossoms, or the ordinary and humble maid of Mr. Hong...

It can only be completely destroyed.

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What does it feel like, as if the body is not its own. Fengchuan stretched out his right hand to the sky and moved the knuckles. The movement was so slow. How could such a hand hold a sword?

This feeling is like going to destruction. Could it be... Could it be that I had a stroke when I fell asleep last night and kicked off the quilt?

I've been cold all morning in the shade of the trees, and it's almost time to make lunch. Fengchuan stood up holding the tree trunk - he actually needed to hold the tree trunk, but he sat for too long and his buttocks were numb.

A pair of feet appeared in front of Fengchuan at the wrong time. Unexpectedly, he came so close and found that... Then he got up slowly like an old lady, and he must have been seen by her.

"Humph. You don't seem to feel well now. Do you want me to help you back to your room to rest?

Is there anyone who sneers before helping others? All kinds of bad intentions were leaked out all of a sudden. Fengchuan shook his head: "Hmm - you don't have to worry about these. Compared with this, you seem to have something more important to ask me.

Fengchuan counterattacked with a "hum" that was colder and longer than Hua Shenshen. He never accepted the enemy's contempt. Although she had not lost to her in momentum, her hand couldn't help wiping the sweat that had unconsciously flowed to her chin.

It doesn't feel like poisoning. Hua Shen's smile now, as if she had been waiting for this moment for a long time, waiting for now, the distant spirit was taken away, and his body also had a strange situation. But why is it like this? Fengchuan has never relaxed his vigilance. In the past two days, he has always tried poison no matter whether he eats or drink water, let alone have had direct physical contact with her. Is her poisoning skills more superb than her jacket? Damn, when is it...

"Actually, there is nothing important." Hua smiled deeply and said, "Just keep the agreement and tell you the information you want."

Is there finally any news from Sister Wumei? Fengchuan tried to open her eyes and stared at Hua Shenshen, but her shadow seemed to be gradually blown away by the mountain wind. Why? He obviously didn't do anything, but he was as tired as if he had just experienced a three-day and three-night war. Maybe he couldn't even hold the sword.

"What?"

"Today, the leader will announce the decision to the death of Wumei to the disciples of Quan Kunlun School." Hua came over deeply and naturally put Fengchuan's arm over his shoulder and helped him up from the leaning tree. Fengchuan actually has no ability to resist. This feeling has become stronger and stronger, as if the soul is attached to the doll. He can't control this body that does not belong to him at all!

"You, let go of me. I'm going to find Taiyi Palace."

"Gone go of you? That's impossible. But I can tell you that they are not in Taiyi Palace now, and they are gathered in Zhanghua Hall one after another.

Hua said deeply, helped Fengchuan into the room, pushed him in **, and then closed the doors and windows. She returned to Fengchuan's bed, sat on the edge of the window, her pink fingers wandered away, and began to touch Fengchuan's ink hair.

And Fengchuan doesn't even have the ability to open his eyes now.

"You like to flirt with others, don't you? Do you know what it's like to be teased by others? Especially, are you having an affair with someone you don't love?"

Hua said deeply, and his fingers suddenly tore open Fengchuan's turban and began to wipe the sweat on his face. Then he pulled off the semi-open skirt, and the turban wandered slowly and gently, as if the slower the better. Faster, it would alarm the man's already uneasy soul.

"I won't stop you from saving Umei, but before that, I want you to do something."

Hua Shen threw Fengchuan's clothes on the ground. Her legs straddled his waist, and her hands supported his shoulders. The weak shoulders seemed to be unable to bear the weight of Hua Shen's body at all.

He breathed in pain, but his face became whiter and whiter, as if the air of the whole world had moved away from him. It's very painful. This kind of feeling that a beauty is pregnant but has no happiness... However, this kind of trouble can be rid of immediately.

"When this is done, Yao Ling will never forgive you and never come back to you, right?"

Hua Shen raised her head. She found that Fengchuan was actually open, and her thorny eyes came out of the narrow eyes, as sharp as his sword.

However, vision can't kill people. A woman can use any means, despicable, dirty or unreasonable - to get the man she loves. Because this kind of courage is also given to him by the man. It's like a cause and a result. Once something happens, whether it's an evil fate or a good fate, the two people will never be separated.

You must get what you want. If you can even watch what you want be taken away by others, what's the difference from death?

The flower's hand reaching deep into Fengchuan's waist was held down. Although the strength is small, it makes the flower's heart tremble deeply. At this point, my hands can still move. However, it's useless.

Xiao Fengchuan still can't figure out why he has become like this. He was indeed not poisoned, and Hua Shen didn't know how to use poison. There are not many trump cards to be proud of in her hand, but the most reliable is the flower elves who will not betray her.

For two days, Fengchuan has been soaked in the nursery during the day, surrounded by all kinds of wild flowers and weeds. He only thought that these flowers and plants might be the deep ears and eyes of the flowers, but he didn't know that her flower elves had long been attached to these flowers and plants, formed a "Dancing Sanying" magic array with each other, slowly encroaching on Fengchuan's physical strength. By the time he found it, it was too late.

It's too late.

Hua Shenshen's hand and Feng Chuan's hand clasped together, slowly clenching it tightly, completely blocking his struggle...