Chapter 3425: mysterious man in white
Leng Xuan said helplessly: "Since we can't get in, then we can only lead Xue Ji out." Tang Yunlong shook his head and said, "It's easy to say, if it wasn't for a major incident, the saint would not show up casually." As soon as they came out, everyone fell into contemplation.
The crowd gathered around and discussed for a long time, but they couldn't come up with a good solution. Seeing that the night was getting darker, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. At this time, outside the Zhonghua Mountain, in the mountains more than ten miles away, a middle-aged man galloped in the air, stepped on a crimson sword, made a sound of breaking the sky, and galloped away in the direction of Zhonghua Mountain. . Not long after, the middle-aged man had come to a position 100 meters away from Zhonghua Mountain. He put away the sword, fell to the ground, stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at the unstoppable Zhonghua Mountain, and there was a trace of deep resentment in his eyes. At this moment, two young men dressed in white suddenly flew from the air. The other party looked at the middle-aged man up and down, and asked politely, "Is this fellow Daoist here to attend the Cultivation Conference?"
The middle-aged man squinted at the two men in white, and asked in a cold voice, "Can the people from the Nine Heavens Sacred Palace be on top?" I can report on my behalf, please report your name." The middle-aged man raised his lips and smiled playfully: "Are you sure you want to report on my behalf?" The man in white nodded and said: "Of course, our Lingyun Palace is a self-cultivation conference. The organizer, this is what we should do." The middle-aged man nodded slowly: "It turned out to be the people of Lingyun Palace, then it is most suitable to use you to report the letter." The voice fell, and his eyes suddenly flashed. A trace of murderous aura. Immediately afterwards, he showed off his sleeves and robe, and saw a beam of red light shot out with lightning speed. The two men in white hadn't reacted, but felt a chill on their necks, and then a burst of warm blood. It spewed out and fell on the ground. The two of them had a look of horror on their faces, opened their mouths, and uttered a few syllables of 'forehead', then rolled their eyes and fell straight to the ground.
The middle-aged man sneered, walked over to the corpses of the two men in white, brushed more than a dozen swords, as if writing something on the corpses, and then a sinister sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, put away the sword, and turned to face him. Zhonghua Mountain flew in the opposite direction.
The next morning, Leng Xuan walked out of the room slowly, only to see that the ghost valley real person and the dragon head were already sitting in the hall chatting. Leng Xuan moved his hands, then walked to a seat and sat down. After a night of soaking in the hot spring water, he found that his injuries had recovered a lot, at least 30% of his true qi had recovered. Continue at this pace, and within five days, he will be able to fully recover. At this moment, only a familiar voice was heard outside. Afterwards, Shui Hantian walked into the cave with Yu Linglong's help.
When Leng Xuan saw this, he immediately got up to meet him, shook his head and said, "Brother Shui, your injury is not yet healed, so don't go anywhere and rest at home." Shui Hantian smiled and said, "Stay in the room every day, and You're almost suffocated." Leng Xuan glanced at Yu Linglong next to him, and said teasingly, "You're still bored with Miss Yu with you?" Yu Linglong's face turned red and said, "Leng Xuan, don't talk nonsense."