Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 286

Most of the bad news comes together.

It was only when Nan Xing hurried over on the front foot to report the latest developments of Xuantianzong, who was no longer huddled in a corner, that the dusty chensha on the back foot swept into the inner hall with a gust of wind.

Before Ming Jing, the apprentice and parent-child whom he hadn't seen for a long time, finally saw him, the object of his attention poured out the matter without delay——

Those demons who had been hiding behind the shadows of others and refused to show their faces finally began to take action.

This time, he didn't act in a sneaky way, for fear of attracting others' attention, but directly massacred the seven sects in the northwest of Dongling Prefecture with great fanfare, leaving no one alive, and none of the corpses were spared, all of which were used to practice exercises Even the peace after death is not left to people.

There was an uproar in the hall.

"Crack!——"

Ming Lan's hand hit the armrest heavily, and directly patted a piece of wood.

The timing of these two incidents was so coincidental that he had to wonder if it was the intention of the other party.

From when Shi Qi was captured and fell into the hands of Cang Qi and two people to now, at least it took more than two days. Since Qiu Yelin can do things in Shi Qi's sea of ​​consciousness, then there must be a way to know the latter's movements , and then contacted Shi Qiming, who knew what would happen to him if he fell into them, but he dared to be so arrogant just now...

Could it be that Qiu Yelin had already ordered two days ago to kick off the prelude to this battle...

So where will the other party settle in the next step?

The exclamation suddenly rang out in Ming Lan's ears, pulling back Minglan's thoughts. When he came back to his senses, the hall was no longer as quiet as it was at the beginning, and many people had stood up, looking at his position with piercing eyes. , it seems that as long as they nod their heads, they can immediately go down the mountain to eliminate Mo Weidao.

Ming Lan's eyes swept over the faces of all the people present. Up to now, they are unable to change what has happened, but the next script may not be able to meet Qiu Yelin's wish.

The gentle and calm tone, which is different from other haste and anger, gradually calmed down the people present, and explained the next thing to do...

Qianxing Cliff——

A huge full moon hangs over the top of the cliff, and the cold moonlight shines down, making the darkness on the ground invisible.

Ying Wuxia sat alone on a rock, looking up at the full moon that was close at hand, her long snow-colored hair was soaked in the watery moonlight, as if it had been coated with a layer of silvery splendor, shining brightly. Little ripples.

The night sky with occasional falling stars is quiet and deep. It should have been a quiet and beautiful night, but it was broken by the occasional movement from the bamboo house not far away.

Depressed and painful moans and roars occasionally came from the bamboo house, echoing low on the silent and empty cliff top, and reaching Ying Wuxia's ears, which gave a sense of unreality.

Is this the first time?

Ying Wuxia withdrew her gaze from the full moon above her head, and landed on the bamboo house not far away.

Perhaps at the beginning, he still felt a little surprised, but as time went by, that original emotion had long since been wiped out.

This time, it was no different from the previous times.

Even if there was, it was not on Rahu.

Ying Wuxia lowered her head and lowered her eyes to look at her right hand, which was almost translucent under the moonlight. On her usual dull face, there was a rare trace of worry.

During the day, I heard that the two cities of Guanshan Mansion and Longyun County have been occupied by the people of Xuantianzong. I don't know what the situation is now after they belong to the same sect.

Thinking of the fact that the head teacher was plotted against by the demons and poisoned not long ago, Ying Wuxia's lips were almost pursed into a straight line, and his right hand was clenched unconsciously. After encountering this calamity, he couldn't get through this difficulty with his teacher.

The fisted fingers sank deeply into the flesh, but could not leave a trace.

Ying Wuxia stared numbly at her right hand, slowly pulled out the nails stuck in the flesh, flattened the palm, the moonlight above the head revealed the palm, and shone on the grass under her feet.

"!—"

The roar that suddenly grew louder interrupted his thoughts, and the sudden strong wind blew the grass on the top of the cliff and bent down, blowing out waves of rustling grass one after another.

Ying Wuxia stood up, straightened her back, and looked at the small bamboo hut.

Even if the moonlight above the head was covered with a layer of light-colored veil, it could not cover up the faint black air escaping from the house.

This time, Luo Hu went in for a little longer.

The painful and suppressed groans were constantly amplified by the ears due to the silence of this space.

Sometimes, Ying Wuxia couldn't help thinking, if the other party couldn't stand it and just disappeared, would she be free?

It's a pity that every time, the person he wished to disappear would come out from the bamboo door that opened from the inside, still looking like a frail scholar, with the hint of sinister lingering between his brows that made people feel uncomfortable. Not daring to take it lightly, his long and narrow eyes swept away with a half-smile, full of mockery, as if he knew what was going on in his heart.

Seeing the movement from the bamboo house getting louder and the black air getting denser, Ying Wuxia pursed her lips and walked towards the bamboo house step by step.

On the grass that passed by, there were no traces of trampled on, and the blue green grass swayed here and there with the night wind, but none of them were hurt by the weight of the person who walked on them.

When he came to the bamboo house, the movement in the house became quieter.

Through a bamboo door, he could even hear the suppressed panting of the people inside.

Then, as if he was suddenly strangled by the throat, the panting in the room stopped abruptly.

Ying Wuxia stood in place without any movement.

Suddenly, with a sound of "touch", the door made of bamboo was suddenly kicked open from the inside, and a black shadow passed through the room like a ghost, and instantly came to the figure in front of the house, with a cold palm without a trace of heat He suddenly grabbed his throat, and gradually tightened his slender pale fingers.

The suffocation in her throat made Ying Wuxia's eyes darken.

How ridiculous, he hates the person in front of him, but only in front of this person can he feel those lost senses.

His eyes flicked across the man's face, standing against the light, shrouded in shadows, the man looked more sinister than usual, his bloodshot eyes were as fierce as hungry wolves, and he was only wearing a rough robe, but because of It's too tattered to cover anything at all.

Ying Wuxia tried her best to open her eyes wide, her gaze followed the man's shoulder, moving down all the way, the hideous wound across half of the body, starting from the left shoulder, spreading all the way, sinking into the man's right waist, the unique smell of blood was blown by the night wind on the top of the cliff .

The feeling of suffocation became more and more serious, and Ying Wuxia couldn't help frowning.

This move, in the eyes of the other party, has become another meaning.

"Why, are you disappointed?" Luo Hu twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a malicious smile, "I'm not dead, I'm really sorry."

He said sorry, but there was no guilt in his eyes.

The low and thin voice was rarely hoarse due to overuse, it was like a whisper, but it was full of murderous intent.

Because the person in the hand couldn't breathe, his face was slightly red, and the pure eyes seemed to reflect the stars in the sky above his head, and there was a faint light flashing.

Luo Hu exerted a slight force on his hands, and squinted his eyes to look at the person imprisoned by him.

If he wanted to, he could easily break the man's neck.

The person in front of him would know, but even so, he had never heard the other party beg for mercy.

From before to now, this person has always been like this.

A cold and heartless face flashed before his eyes.

The fingers around the neck became tighter and tighter, and the full moon appeared in Ying Wuxia's eyes.

Without warning, Luo Hu let go.

Just like he was caught off guard just now.

Ying Wuxia, who regained her freedom, clutched her neck.

A low muffled cough sounded from the top of the cliff.

When Ying Wuxia regained his breath, Luo Hu had returned to his usual appearance. Even the tattered clothes just now had disappeared, and he changed into a plain robe that pierced through, covering the horrific wound tightly. Reality.

Luo Hu stretched out his hand, pointed and brushed the white and fragile neck of the person in front of him, the hands that were violent just now moved very softly, Ying Wuxia froze, resisted the surging emotions, and did not avoid it.

And this seemed to please Luo Hu, and his brows relaxed slightly.

Cold fingers brushed over the skin under his hands, gently caressing, "Worried about those guys in Guiyimen?"

There was no joy or anger in the light tone.

Ying Wuxia looked at him warily.

Luo Hu didn't seem to notice it, and casually straightened the collars of his subordinates who had been messed up by himself, "Do you want to go back?"

Ying Wuxia said nothing, knowing that the other party would never be so kind.

"Why don't I go back and take a look for you, and bring those people back to be with you."

Although it is a question, it does not mean to ask for the consent of the person in front of you.

"You can give it a try."

I really think that Guiyimen is a soft persimmon that everyone pinches.

"Look at your nervousness." Luo Hu casually withdrew his hand, straightened his cuffs, and said indifferently, "The Guiyimen is very lively now, if you don't want me to go, then don't go."

Ying Wuxia didn't relax because of this, but became more vigilant. This time, Luo Hu seemed to really just mention it casually, and didn't get entangled in this matter, but brought up other things.

"Let's go, accompany me to Xuan Ming Ze."

No matter what the reason is, at this juncture, Luo Hu didn't go to Guiyimen to make trouble, which finally made Ying Wuxia relieved, but soon, Fu frowned again, what did Luo Hu go to Xuan Mingze, and what did he see just now? Is it because of the wound that the opponent came to Qianxing Cliff every certain day that it ran across the whole body and almost split him in half?