Chapter 597

However, if the identity of Pudu Cihang is exposed here, I'm afraid everyone present will be killed. Even with the support of dragon Qi, once you start, this place will turn into boundless purgatory.

"Ha, standing high and looking far, this is the capital. This thousand families have not enjoyed the style of going to Beijing. Abbot, you are a thousand gold bodies and have many things. Why don't you leave first."

Pudu Cihang frowned when he heard the speech and looked at the blazing sun hanging high in the void. The people watching the good play around had to hum coldly. Their luck had not been absorbed. If they started now, the emperor would know that it would be difficult to protect the position of father-in-law. At that time, without the support of the national movement, I'm afraid they would be violently counterattacked.

Seems to see the hesitation of Purdue Cihang. Zuo Qianhu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Lord Fazhang, if you have nothing to leave first, I have to enjoy the scenery here. I forgot everything before noon."

"Hmm?" with a deep doubt, Purdue Cihang's expression changed slightly, his eyes flashed a cold and fierce killing opportunity, and then a cold hum, but he left step by step.

"If you dare to divulge any information, I'll let you live and die."

The words in my ears made thousands of households in the left burst out in cold sweat. Even the hot sun over couldn't bring me a trace of warmth. It was clear that I wouldn't say anything about Fu Tianqiu.

Both sides know that such a stalemate is not good for themselves or others.

Looking at the two women who fainted on the ground, Zuo Qianhu frowned. How should we deal with it.

"Ha, little Taoist, wait for me. Great Xia Yan said to buy Qingsu grass, but he couldn't find it everywhere in the capital. What should I do?"

"Little monk, you'll be born and wait. I'll go out of the city and have a look in the suburbs. Don't follow me."

Qingsu grass? Zuo Qianhu looked a little stunned. Isn't that the antidote or the monk? Could it be that the old monk raised his hand and grabbed the two unconscious women in his hand. He called for a move, but he followed up.

"Huh? Out of the city?" Zuo Qianhu frowned slightly. If he went out of the city now, he would be close to death. Then he had to sit down in the teahouse next to the city gate and wait for the two young people to come back.

In a moment, Zhiqiu Yiye and Shifang little monks ran in from outside the city, as if they had just returned from the wasteland.

His eyes flashed slightly. He looked at Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi who had woken up and told them to keep up, but he chased Zhiqiu Yiye and them.

The trace that had not been covered up, Zhiqiu Yiye looked stunned, but the body walking quickly was a slight meal, but the ten monks behind him directly hit his back: "what do you do, go back quickly, master is still waiting for the antidote."

Zhiqiu Yiye's eyes flickered slightly and didn't answer, but he directly took the ten monks to a small alley.

"Hmm?" Zuo Qianhu immediately followed up.

"Qiang"

Swords and swords fight, arousing a burst of sparks. When the air raid comes, the sharp blade is merciless.

"The devil dares to follow my master and take his life."

The sound of deep drinking, with the intention of fierce attack and killing, Zuo Qianhu's face remains unchanged. He hasn't been afraid of pure martial arts fighting, but now is not the time to fight. According to the Taoist priest, it should be a demon killer: "wait a minute. I'm an orthodox person in Zuo Qianhu, not a demon."

"Hmm?" Zhiqiu Yiye heard the speech and jumped back. When he looked at it, he was a little embarrassed. After master Baiyun was poisoned, he was too sensitive: "ha, he was an official. What are you doing with us?"

Zuo Qianhu put away the sabre and said, "but he had to do it. Just because there were demons chasing after us, my brother is a monk, so he followed up."

The ten monks pulled the corner of Zhiqiu's clothes and pointed to Fu Qingfeng and Fu Yuechi behind Zuo Qianhu.

"Eh, are you two?" Zhiqiu Yiye was stunned. Along the direction pointed by the monk, the two women looked listless and held a big tree.

"Smelly Taoist" Fu Yuechi murmured discontentedly, but she still remembered that this guy punched his baby, and now it still hurts.

"Ahaha!" Zhiqiu Yiye smiled. It was also an unintentional loss at that time, but there seemed to be something wrong with their expression: "in that case, come with me."

Ji mansion is forbidden by sword array. From the outside, it is just an ordinary mansion. The ten monks who push the door and enter directly run to the inner room. They have detoxification in their hands, which should not be ignored.

"Master, we've got Qingsu grass back."

At the moment, in the inner room, Yan Chixia used her whole body mana to suppress the toxins in master Baiyun. Hearing the words of ten monks, she slowly took her hand back: "it's saved."

Master Baiyun's eyelids moved slightly and opened his eyes, but now his eyes are slightly turbid: "it's so poisonous that it erodes his Buddhist power and expands his body."

Yan Chixia shook her head, stood up and took Qingsu grass directly from Shifang. He should take the antidote. Zhiqiu Yiye and Shifang Mao were impatient: "take care of master Haosheng. I'll come right away."

In the hall, Xiaoju looked at Fu Qingfeng with some surprise. This honor was too similar to Xiaoqian. It was carved out of a mold.

Fu Qingfeng stroked his pretty face somewhat embarrassed: "why is the girl looking at me like this?"

Little chrysanthemum smiled and was about to speak, but then she pointed to the door. There was a graceful shadow coming in.

"Eh? Sister? No." Fu Yuechi was stunned and his eyes flashed a startling color. Only because Xiaoqian, who has obtained the method of cultivating Sanxian, has a more ethereal temperament, like the nine heavenly fairies.

"Xiaoqian met his wife" has not received the accurate answer from Ji Chen, but in Xiaoqian's heart, Xiaoju has become the hostess of the mansion.

Xiaoju smelled the speech, and her face was slightly red: "sister Xiaoqian, you'd better call me Xiaoju. Do you think she looks like you?"

"Hmm?" Xiaoqian frowned slightly. Fu Qingfeng was very similar to herself, but she was sure that she had nothing to do with her.

Right now

"You are all here." Yan Chixia came in with Zhiqiu Yiye. As for master Baiyun, who is taking care of and healing, although the poison of centipede essence is conditioned by Qingsu grass, it is a pure poison contained in Purdue Cihang. The medicine only suppresses it temporarily and does not work. To recover, it needs the help of the internal pill of centipede essence.

Xiaoju smiled and looked out, but she sighed: "I don't know how brother Chen is now?"

Lingxiao Jianzong, a mountain rising to the sky, has a lot of aura. A black figure standing outside Jianshan is like a devil in the world, and endless dark ghosts rise to the sky.

"You can't stand in a stalemate. This boy is getting stronger and stronger with the help of the power of this mountain."

In Jianshan, there is a Lingxiao sword traction. The endless golden front sword spirit is like the beating spirit. As long as there is a trace of wind and grass, it will give the other party a fatal blow. Looking at the uneasy appearance of the old black mountain demon outside, a sneer appears at the corners of his mouth: "when our soul condenses successfully, it is your death."

The black mountain old demon's mind turned sharply, and his scarlet eyes flashed a different light, as if muttering to himself: "I remember this boy has several companions in the capital. There is the territory of the old centipede. It's good to go around."

The falling words, with a cold look, swept the calm Ji Chen. The next moment, it turned into a Yin wind and disappeared.

Ji Chen was in a hurry and knew that this was the plot of the old demon of Montenegro, but he couldn't gamble. Who knows if the old monster will join hands with Pudu Cihang. At that time, Xiaoju and others will be in danger: "well, what if calculation is a trap."

When I raised my hand, the Lingxiao sword, which was under the Jianshan mountain, rose to the sky and circled around Ji Chen. The flashing light seemed to tell what the amazing secret was: "ha, it's interesting now, old demon of Montenegro, Pudu Cihang."

He stepped out and rose into the sky. Behind him, the Jianshan mountain swung slightly. Between the changes of reality and reality, he regained his calm.

Outside the mountain, the black mountain old demon's face was ferocious, and it was the swordsman hiding inside who came out: "look where you're going this time. I'll turn you into a puppet and let you never turn over, ha ha."

"Whew"

When the sword light broke through the void, one of the swordsmen looked coldly. After choosing the direction, he rushed out of the land of Lingxiao sword sect without hesitation and sped towards the capital.

"Where to go" burst out, but he saw a cloud covering the top in the air. The cold smell made the surrounding air freeze. Suddenly, the old black mountain demon broke through the air and raised his palms into a boundless cage to close up to the swordsman.