Chapter 213 is his Daolu

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And during the whole fall flower valley martial law, two uninvited guests came here quietly.

In a flash of two faint figures, Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie passed through some array prohibitions outside the Falling Flower Valley without hindrance.

Standing above the cliff of Luohua Valley, Xiao Heng looked down at the many buildings below and the disciples of Luohua Valley who came and went, and a gentle smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

The dead butterfly stood beside Xiao Heng with no expression on its face, as if it didn't see Xiao Heng at all.

Xiao Heng's thoughts swept away, and the thoughts that were much stronger because of the cultivation of great magic, which enveloped the whole Falling Flower Valley in an instant.

After closing his eyes and feeling for a moment, Xiao Heng's eyelids couldn't help shaking. Suddenly opening his eyes, Xiao Heng looked at Ling Kudie ecstaticly and said, "I found her. I found her."

Although Xiao Heng did not say who he was looking for next, Ling Kudie could see at a glance that the person Xiao Heng was about to meet was a female trainess. She is still a nun who has a close relationship with Xiao Heng.

He nodded lightly to Xiao Heng. Ling Kudie just wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped and turned his head to look behind him.

Xiao Heng looked into the woods in the distance behind him.

"Huh? What a familiar atmosphere. Ten Thousand Snakes Gate." Xiao Heng just turned his head, and his sensitive mind immediately felt a little familiar breath, even when he thought of Wanshe Gate.

In the ancient ruins, Xiao Heng saw the battle between the elders of Wanshemen and Gu Xue with his own eyes, so Xiao Heng was still a little familiar with the skills and breath of Wanshemen.

Xiao Heng narrowed his eyes and looked at it with full force. He happened to see five or six faint gray-black shadows, which were quietly hiding this way.

Xiao Heng sneered, and his breath condensed around him, and his body disappeared in an instant.

Even if you guess, Xiao Heng can guess that it is not a good thing for these tens of thousands of people to come to fall into the Flower Valley. Coupled with the abnormal atmosphere in the Falling Flower Valley at this time, Xiao Heng believed that it was Wanshemen who was looking for trouble in the Falling Flower Valley.

"Six people, you don't look like guests dressed like this." In an instant, Xiao Heng appeared in a dense forest thousands of feet away and blocked the six people.

The six disciples of Wanshemen are all middle-aged people wearing black and red robes. Five of them are all the cultivation in the early stage of Xuanjing, and only one is the cultivation in the middle of Xuanjing. Obviously, these six people are all personal disciples of Wanshemen.

Xiao Heng's sudden appearance surprised all six people at the same time. However, after seeing Xiao Heng alone, the six people laughed disdainfully.

"Ky, originally our mission this time was only to kill three disciples of Luohua Valley. But if you want to get in the way, you can kill you together. As soon as the middle-aged man in the middle of the mysterious realm saw Xiao Heng's cultivation in the late stage of the spiritual realm, he said ferociously to Xiao Hengsen coldly. But I don't know that the teenager who looks like a rookie in front of him will be an existence that even their suzerain can kill.

However, because of ignorance, these six disciples of Wanshemen dare to attack Xiao Heng.

Six Xuanjing monks, as if they had rehearsed, took out a big black gourd with black light on the surface. Just as he wanted to inspire Xiao Heng, he saw that Xiao Heng had disappeared in place.

The six people looked pale at the same time, turned their heads and glanced left and right.

"Ah..." A sad scream suddenly occurred to me. Looking at it, it was the monk in the middle of the mysterious realm who screamed.

At this time, the monk was trembling and twitching all over his body. His face turned purple, and his face was like a dead pig liver. In the purple and black, there is a trace of blackness. Obviously, it is highly poisoned.

Before the other five disciples of Wanshemen could react, the personal disciple of Wanshemen had died.

"Poison repair." The idea just flashed in the minds of the five people. These five people, just like the man just now, began to twitch with purple.

However, unlike the previous monk, the five people, after a trembling and twitching, the purple and black color on the surface of the skin gradually faded. It doesn't seem to make much difference except that it's a little pale.

When the five people were secretly celebrating, an ethereal voice suddenly sounded: "In the hour when you are still alive, you five immediately go back to tell your suzerain that if you don't want to die, get out of Huangdong immediately. Otherwise, I will kill the whole snake gate. Get out of here."

As soon as the sound fell, there was no sound of birds and beasts around. Only five male practitioners with ashes on their faces were standing still, looking at the distance in despair.

"What? Enemy?" As soon as Ling Kudie saw Xiao Heng coming back, she asked curiously. However, in the tone, there is a smell of alienation. Originally, he had a good impression on Xiao Heng, but now it seems that Xiao Heng already belongs to him, so he must keep a distance from Xiao Heng and ordinary friends.

Hearing this, Xiao Heng nodded and said, "There are some festivals, let's not talk about this. Let's go and have a look below first. Xiao Heng said that he wanted to start and land down.

But at this moment, a woman's crisp and pleasant voice suddenly sounded from far to near: "Someone will stop, or you will be killed." With the sound of the voice, the ten nuns also flew towards Xiao Heng and the withered butterfly at a high speed.

Seeing this, Xiao Heng's face twitched the corners of his mouth. After looking at the dead butterfly, he quickly got up and disappeared in an instant.

Although Xiao Heng is not afraid of these ten nuns who can't even reach Yuanjing, these nuns are Gu Xue's peers and can't move. If Xiao Heng stood like that, it was estimated that he would be asked as an intruder later, and even do it directly. Xiao Heng didn't have that time to play with these energetic nuns. That's why I immediately dodged from the withered butterfly.

With the hidden skills of Xiao Heng and Ling Ku Die, it is really impossible for the monk in the Falling Flower Valley to find the two. If it hadn't been for Xiao Heng's noise when he killed the disciples of the Ten Thousand Snakes, the ten people would not have found the existence of Xiao Heng and the withered butterfly at all.

Xiao Heng and Lingdeed Butterfly flashed to the front of the centralmost hall almost instantly.

"Huh? Who are you? What are you doing here?" Seeing this, several nuns who were saying something next to the hall immediately changed their faces and shouted coldly to Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie.

Before Xiao Heng could explain, nearly a hundred nuns immediately flashed around, and the number was still increasing.

As soon as Xiao Heng saw this scene, he smiled helplessly and said with a wry smile, "I'm your Elder Gu Xue... The..." Xiao Heng said here, and he was suddenly stuck. It's impossible for me to say that Gu Xue is his own Daolu in front of so many people, right?

However, before Xiao Heng could speak, the withered butterfly beside him had already helped Xiao Heng say, "It's his Dao Lu." With that, he also stretched out his jade finger and pointed to Xiao Heng.

The corners of Xiao Heng's mouth twitched, but he didn't expect the dead butterfly to guess it. He even said it in front of so many people.

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