Chapter 100, Misery Group Two, Zhang Wuji and Yin Li

Chapter 100, Misery Group Two, Zhang Wuji and Yin Li

In a woods, Song Qingshu and Qi Mu were resting leisurely.

Qi Mu looked at the people in the distance and asked, "Young Master, a member of the Kongtong Sect."

"Was it over?"

Song Qingshu smiled: "I won't go."

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't mess with them."

Qi Mu was confused for a while. It had been two months since they left the Sky Eagle Sect.

Song Qingshu was not in a hurry at all, just like traveling around the mountains and rivers.

"Sir, the various sects over there have already rushed over."

"I'll probably take action when Kongtong arrives."

Song Qingshu rested against a big tree: "No matter what, it's still early."

"Let's go to Hongmei Villa first."

Qi Mu was curious for a while: "Hongmei Villa?"

"Worship Young Master Wuji?"

"Yes." Song Qingshu closed his eyes and nodded slightly: "How about Wudang?"

Qi Mu took a sip of wine and smiled: "Everything is fine."

The two of them walked leisurely in the days that followed, and even if they encountered various sects, they would avoid them.

Shortly after.

The two of them arrived at the place where Zhang Wuji had fallen.

Qi Mu had a lot of paper money in his hand, as well as good wine and food.

"Young Master Wuji, the young master and I are here to see you."

"Your grandpa, uncle, and son are all very good."

"..."

While burning paper, he talked about the situation of the Sky Eagle Sect and Wudang.

Although Song Qingshu was speechless, he didn't show it.

If the timing is right, Zhang Wuji is now with Yin Li, following the people from Emei to Guangmingding.

"Lao Qi, can we get some information from Red Plum Blossom Mountain?"

Qi Mu stopped what he was doing and looked at Song Qingshu: "Okay."

"The Sky Eagle Cult has helped the Ming Cult a lot over the years, and I have contact with them."

Song Qingshu nodded: "Check whether Zhu Jiuzhen is dead."

"I need definite information."

"Okay!" Qi Mu finished burning the paper money and walked towards the town with Song Qingshu.

The two stopped not far from the town.

"Sir, they are all from various sects." Qi Mu smiled bitterly.

"Only at night."

These days, he also understood that Song Qingshu did not want the major sects to know his whereabouts.

Not even the Sky Eagle Cult said anything.

"I'm used to it." Song Qingshu smiled helplessly: "Let's find a place."

"Come and take a look tonight."

Night falls...

The two found a dilapidated house nearby. The people in this world were miserable and there were dilapidated and uninhabited houses everywhere.

"Sir, I'm going to find out some information and get some food on the way." Seeing that it was getting dark, Qi Mu walked out directly.

Song Qingshu nodded.

Qi Mu's current strength is not bad, and ordinary people are no match for him.

Not long after, there was a noise outside, and Song Qingshu opened his eyes slightly.

Not far away, a monk walked in, carrying a cloth bag behind him.

"interesting."

The monk walked in and sat down next to the fire: "Excuse me."

Song Qingshu nodded slightly and closed his eyes again.

Monk, cloth bag.

It's a coincidence that he is one of the five disciples of Mingjiao and cannot be called a monk.

"Where are you going, donor?" He couldn't tell, clasping his hands together and looking at Song Qingshu curiously.

This man was calm from beginning to end, which surprised him.

The man with the long sword beside him was obviously a martial arts student.

He should be a disciple of the six sects. Wei Yixiao would be fine if he sucked this person's blood.

"I can't tell." Song Qingshu laughed.

The monk was slightly startled. The other party knew him. Isn't that right?

"Why can't you tell me?"

"If you can't tell, you can't tell. It's a secret." Song Qingshu smiled.

The monk couldn't help but laughed: "Interesting, interesting."

"If it were another time, I might have a chat with you, but not now."

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

The inexplicable monk smiled, turned his head and looked into the distance: "Good thing, good thing."

Not far away, Qi Mu saw Monk Shubu as soon as he came in.

His expression changed drastically.

"five……"

Before the words could be finished, the monk took advantage of Qi Mu's daze to take action directly. His figure passed by and the bag in his hand was directed at Qi Mu.

The speed was so fast that Qi Mu couldn't react at all.

At this moment, a long sword was shot directly from a distance.

Stare at the door.

The person who took action was none other than Song Qingshu.

It's hard to say that the monk was about to succeed, but when faced with the sudden appearance of the long sword, he had to give in and turned sideways to step out of the door.

He looked at Song Qingshu with solemn eyes.

"Get away." Song Qingshu glanced at the monk and said he was confused.

Qi Mu had already arrived at Song Qingshu's side just a moment ago, staring intently at the monk.

Swearing.

"You damn monk."

"I am a member of the Sky Eagle Sect, and I am Qi Mu."

"Your last uprising was the information I gave you, your uncle's."

"I'll give you military supplies. It's better to give these heartless things to a dog than to you, bah!"

He is very unhappy now and feels aggrieved.

He has given Mingjiao a lot of help over the years, but now the monk is trying to kill him.

Maybe he would give in under different circumstances, but he is not afraid now.

The young master is here.

What kind of strength does the young master have? A Wusanren is nothing to be afraid of.

"Qi Mu, Song Qingshu!" The monk's expression suddenly changed.

He is not stupid, the only one who can make Qi Mu call him a master is Song Qingshu.

No wonder he has such strength at such a young age.

"Amitabha."

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

"How offending."

"Goodbye!"

He was also helpless at this time. Whether it was Qi Mu or Song Qingshu, they were both half of his family.

He actually wanted to catch him and feed Wei Yixiao to drink his blood.

Why……

He originally thought he was a disciple of various sects, but his guess was correct. He was indeed a disciple of the six sects.

But this disciple couldn't move.

I may not be able to fight it myself.

Qi Mu watched the inexplicable monk leave and cursed: "You have no motherly heart."

"Who should you ask to arrest someone?"

"Grabbing randomly."

Song Qingshu smiled and said: "Next time, if you change the place, I will cripple you and let you beat me."

"It won't work this time. Grandpa helped the Ming Cult. I disabled five members of the Ming Cult. Wouldn't this hinder grandpa?"

"Later, later."

Qi Mu is just angry and arrogant, really beating Wu Sanren is a little bit like fighting against others.

Unless he can fight it himself.

"Sir, it's okay, I'll just scold you a few times."

"The matter that the young master asked me to investigate has been found out. Zhu Jiuzhen is indeed dead. It seems that he was poisoned."

"Not long ago."

Song Qingshu nodded. It seemed that Zhang Wuji and Zhu'er should be with the Emei Sect.

"Any other news?"

Qi Mu continued: "The Emei Sect has already set off."

Hearing this, Song Qingshu remembered something. He remembered that Wei Yixiao, the Green-winged Bat King of the Ming Cult, seemed to have provoked Master Miejie.

In addition, the current monk cannot be said to be a monk.

Did the monk arrest people to drink blood for Wei Yixiao?

If this is the case, he can find Zhuer and Zhang Wuji by following Wei Yixiao.

"Saiki, let's go!"

"Follow up."

Song Qingshu used Qinggong and left quickly. Qi Mu didn't know what was going on, so he followed directly.

The two of them were speeding through the dark night, and Song Qingshu remembered the direction he was not allowed to leave.

"you are too slow."

Song Qingshu saw that Qi Mu's movement was too slow, so he directly held it in his hand and walked through the woods looking for the unknown monk's figure.

Qi Mu was extremely surprised to be held in Song Qingshu's hand.

What kind of inner strength and strength does Young Master have?

He can still be so fast while carrying him.

Not long after, Song Qingshu spotted a figure and his eyes were filled with joy.

That person just said he couldn't be a monk.

Followed directly.

After a while, the two saw a fire and the three of them gathered together.

One person was wearing a green robe, his face was a little pale, and his body was shaking.

One of them is Monk Peng whom I met before.

There was another person who was Leng Qian, whom Song Qingshu had met before.

"Young Master, Leng Qian." The Young Master said as he looked at the people in the distance.

Song Qingshu smiled and said: "I can't say monk, Leng Qian, the person who looks like a dead man should be Wei Yixiao, the Green-winged Bat King."

"It seems that my guess is good. It's impossible for the monk to catch people in order to suck blood from Wei Yixiao."

Qi Mu felt a chill. If he hadn't been with the young master like this today, he might have died.

He knew the rumors about the Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, that this was the bat that sucked blood.

Compared with the life of Green-winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, as a member of the Sky Eagle Cult, his life is too light.

far away.

"I can't tell, where is the person?" Leng Qian asked after seeing that he could not come back empty-handed.

Wei Yixiao's condition is very bad and he will die if he doesn't suck human blood.

He couldn't help but shook his head: "Let's use our skills to stabilize Wei Yixiao's injury first."

"I'll explain it to you later."

Leng Qian also knew that the current situation could only be like this, Wei Yixiao's condition was too serious.

If you have any questions, we’ll talk about it later.

The two began to use their internal strength to stabilize Wei Yixiao's injuries.

After a while, Wei Yixiao stopped shaking, but his face was pale.

"How is it?" Leng Qian asked.

Wei Yixiao's body trembled, and he looked at the confused monk: "Barely holding on."

"I want to suck blood..."

"Where are the people?"

Leng Qian also looked at him and couldn't tell.

He said with a bitter smile: "I did find someone, but neither of them can move."

"And you can't beat it?"

Both Wei Yixiao and Leng Qian were stunned.

"you're so dumb."

"I asked you to find disciples from the six sects, who did you find?"

What he said was that he glanced at the two of them: "Wudang Song Qingshu, you go and catch him."

"you try."

"The other one is Saiki."

Leng Qian and Wei Yixiao sighed.

Needless to say, neither of them could move.

It’s not even possible to beat him.

"I found someone from the Emei Sect before, I'm going to catch one!" Wei Yixiao set off directly after hearing this.

The injuries on his body cannot be suppressed for long, and he must drink human blood.

Leng Qian couldn't say anything and didn't say anything.

Wei Yixiao's Qinggong is extremely good. Although Master Miejie's Yitian Sword is very powerful, Wei Yixiao will definitely be fine if he can leave.

There are so many disciples in Emei, even Master Miejie can't take care of them.

In the distance, Song Qingshu heard the conversation of several people and smiled slightly when he saw that Wei Yixiao really knew the whereabouts of the Emei Sect.

"Qi Mu, I'll follow Wei Yixiao and take a look."

"You go to the previous house and wait for me."

"Okay!" Qi Mu responded and left quietly.

Song Qingshu chased Wei Yixiao directly, two figures shuttled back and forth in the dark night.

One after the other.

Because it was too dark, Song Qingshu could only see an afterimage.

"Qinggong is really good."

Song Qingshu followed Wei Yixiao with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

He is very confident in his own strength. To be honest, Wei Yixiao's ability to reach this level is really good.

Although being number one in Qinggong is a bit exaggerated, it's not bad.

Song Qingshu could catch this guy during the day, but it was a little difficult at night.

But it didn't matter, he wasn't planning to catch this guy, he just found the place where the Emei Sect was.

Suddenly, a little fire appeared in front of my eyes.

A figure flashed past.

Song Qingshu's movement speeded up again and he rushed over.

"court death!"

Before he could arrive, there was a sharp shout in the distance and a flash of sword light.

I saw, under the moonlight, a person was directly chopped off by the Yitian Sword.

"Haha, Master Miejie is really ruthless, even killing his own disciples." Wei Yixiao's sarcastic voice sounded in the air.

The figure stayed in the air, looking like a vampire bat under the moonlight.

"Let's go!" Wei Yixiao turned around and disappeared into the night.

Song Qingshu shook his head for a while, and he could clearly see Wei Yixiao's body trembling.

This guy didn't draw any blood just now. The Miejie Master's sword was too fast and he killed his apprentice directly.

Wei Yixiao was just pretending.

"Junior sister."

"Junior sister."

"..."

There were bursts of shouts in the distance, and the sounds were extremely sad.

Song Qingshu did not go there, but was looking for Yin Li.

The next second, his eyes fell on a man and a woman. Compared to other Emei sect disciples, their clothes were in tatters.

The man also had a bandage on his leg.

"These two guys."

"It's so miserable."

Song Qingshu could tell at a glance that the two people were Zhang Wuji and Yin Li.

The figure disappeared into the night.

Time passes little by little...

When everyone fell asleep, Song Qingshu came to Yin Li's side and took him away directly.

Zhang Wuji and Yin Li were far away from the Emei Sect, and the Emei Sect didn't care much about their lives, so Song Qingshu took Yin Li away easily without causing any commotion.

In a dense forest.

Song Qingshu unlocked Yin Li's acupuncture points, sat by the fire, and looked at Yin Li with a smile.

Yin Li opened his eyes and looked at Song Qingshu in front of him. He thought he had made a mistake and rubbed his eyes vigorously with both hands.

"ah……"

"Still."

Yin Li rubbed his eyes again and checked again. Song Qingshu still looked at him with a smile.

She's still not sure.

He was clearly at the home of Master Miejie, so how could Song Qingshu come?

Song Qingshu has disappeared from the world for a long time without any news.

"Stop rubbing it, it's me." Song Qingshu laughed when he saw how cute Yin Li was.

"Brother!" A bright smile appeared on Yin Li's face, and he quickly sat next to Song Qingshu, holding Song Qingshu's arm with one arm.

In her life, there are only two people who are best to her, and the first is her mother.

The second one is Song Qingshu.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Song Qingshu gently patted the dust on Yin Li's body with his hand, and then straightened Yin Li's hair.

"Girls, why are you like this?"

"You're not stupid, you won't tell the Emei faction that you are my sister."

"I still have face for your brother."

"No." Yin Li smiled mischievously and winked.

"If I don't cause trouble to my brother, I'll kill Zhu Jiuzhen."

"I'm fine."

"I left a mark, and my mother-in-law came to rescue me soon."

"You, just kill me, what can I do?" Song Qingshu looked at Yin Li and shook his head with a smile, his eyes full of love.

This girl is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

"Brother is not afraid of trouble."

"Brother will make the decision for you if anything happens in the future."

"Here, take a look."

"Prepared for you."

Song Qingshu smiled and took out the technique given by Ximen Ouyang, along with its effects and formula, and gave it to Yin Li along with Thousand Spiders and Ten Thousand Poisonous Hands.

Yin Li opened the book curiously, and after a while, his eyes were full of shock.

"Brother...this..."