Entertainment of Spring and Autumn

Chapter 73: Purgatory on Earth

The Xue's sister and brother walked in the night with their arms, and ran to the place where the Hehuan Sect had blocked Kuiye.

That sword pierced half of the chest. Although it didn't hurt the heart and blood vessels, it didn't have any True Qi Jian Qi attached to disturb the meridians and lungs. It was a very common trauma.

Moreover, this ordinary trauma has also been treated in a very timely and effective manner, with timely acupuncture to stop bleeding and analgesia, timely bandaging, and timely medication. If it is a warrior rolling in the rivers and lakes, under such timely treatment, it may still maintain a certain combat effectiveness.

But for Xue Mu, he really felt like he was about to die. He couldn't even lift the strength to walk. He slumped on Xue Qingqiu's shoulders, staggering and being taken away. Even if I tap acupuncture points for analgesia, I still feel the pain and I almost stop breathing.

To tell the truth, Xue Qingqiu’s injury was much heavier than him. The internal injury was so heavy that he was weaker. He probably died a long time ago. However, his performance at this moment is much stronger than Xue Mu, and he can also run with Xue Mu at a low speed. slow.

The absolute gap in cultivation is here.

Xue Qingqiu did not feel that Xue Mu's performance was unbearable, but was full of appreciation and admiration: "Xue Mu...I really underestimated you before."

"Heh..." Xue Mu's lips were bloodless, and he responded with difficulty: "If you lose, you can't lose face in front of your rivals."

Xue Qingqiu pouted: "What kind of rival, you are my brother..."

Xue Mu said angrily: "Yes, yes, I am a younger brother, and Lin Wuya is an old lover, right!"

Xue Qingqiu couldn't laugh or cry: "You are a brother, and he is an enemy. Anyway, there is no love enemy."

"Enemy?" Xue Mu hummed, "Don't tell me if he let me go on purpose, no one is chasing me at this moment. Ninety-nine percent of it is him who blocked the pursuit. Such an enemy will give me a beating."

Xue Mu’s words broke through the sky with jealousy. Xue Qingqiu was angry and funny when he heard it: "You still have the strength to say such a long sentence. It seems that there is nothing wrong with it?"

Speaking of arching his shoulders, he seemed to not help him anymore. Xue Mu yelled anxiously: "Don't don't...he didn't kill me, don't be killed by you."

Xue Qingqiu glanced at him with a smile but a smile: "Is it hurt?"

"Nonsense, who is willing to be stabbed like this...hiss...it hurts!"

"Do you know that Lin Wuya's realm is faintly higher than me."

"Uh?"

"He..." Xue Qingqiu looked solemn and said, "Half of his foot is on the edge of Hedao."

"..." Xue Mu went through his mind and suddenly realized: "You mean, he might be the real No. 1 master in the world?"

"Yeah." Xue Qingqiu sighed: "Take Lin Wuya a sword without dying, you can already be famous in the world, you are proud of it, what is wrong..."

"I'm not convinced with your brain circuit." Xue Mu was really dumbfounded: "It seems like a great honor to be stabbed. It's a bunch of M."

"What is Aim?"

"It's nothing."

The ideologies of the two worlds are indeed still different. From the perspective of people in this world, if you are a rookie in the air without dying after taking a half-step and one sword, you can really boast about it. But in Xue Mu's opinion, praise your sister, who is so proud of being stabbed to death, who are they?

Xue Qingqiu only thought that Xue Mu was jealous, and did not fight with him. On the contrary, he liked to see him jealous, and said in a low voice: "I will help you kill him in the future and avenge this sword. "

"Hmm, sister is the best." Xue Mu deliberately rubbed against her.

"Don't be fooling around." Xue Qingqiu patted him and said in a low voice: "I feel the breath of Kuiye."

Xue Mu immediately got serious: "Go."

Kuiye's breath has deviated a lot from the position where he had separated before, and it probably changed the venue slowly. The two speeded up and rushed away, choked with blood from a long distance.

Xue Mu opened his eyes wide and stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded.

He saw a hell, a real hell.

The corpses of dozens of handsome men and beauties who had surrounded Kuye at this moment were lying on the ground. The dead bodies of the corpses were in different forms, some of them had no wounds, except that they had an expression of extreme fear on their faces, as if they were scared to death; others seemed to have been hit by some sledgehammer, and the whole body was not Naturally twisted, even part of his limbs were broken, blood gurgled and spread all over the floor.

Someone is alive, running around like crazy, yelling.

Someone is holding a sword, his eyes are red, whether the dead or the living are slashing everywhere.

There are men and women who copulate wildly on the ground like no one, their clothes torn to pieces, like savages.

In short, in the whole scene, there is no one who lives normally, either dead or crazy.

In the deepest part of the scene, a cloud of mist can be vaguely seen. There is a figure floating upright in the middle of the fog. I can't see the face clearly. I can only vaguely see an outline. A flawless body is vaguely visible. The lordosis and back are warped, the waist is slender, the legs are long and straight, the long hair hangs down to the calf, and the graceful arms are flat. Stretching, floating straight in the air, in line with this purgatory scene, an indescribable spirit.

Is it one of the two ambassadors? I don't remember how long the exposed girl's hair was... Xue Mu turned around and couldn't find the scholar Lu Shutong, and he didn't know if he ran away.

But Kuiye was gone...nowhere.

Xue Qingqiu didn't say a word, and carefully helped Xue Mu through this hellish scene. A crazy person picked up a knife and chopped it off, and Xue Qingqiu took care of it.

Slowly approaching the mist, Xue Qingqiu sighed lightly, took out the Bright Moon God Stone, and threw it inside.

The mist suddenly disappeared, and the figure of the slender woman suddenly disappeared. Xue Mu looked around in surprise. He didn't see where the woman had gone. Instead, he saw the little girl lying straight on the ground, unconscious.

Seeing the extreme puzzlement in Xue Mu's heart, Xue Qingqiu didn't explain much, but said: "This scene...It was done by Kuiye. She was fine, but she was too mentally exhausted and was in a coma. She fell into a coma after sleeping. Better than ours."

Xue Mu nodded and suppressed the confusion in his heart. He squatted down and wanted to pick up Kuiye. As a result, it affected the wound and almost fell on Kuiye in pain. Xue Qingqiu grabbed her eyes quickly and sighed, "I will hug her."

Xue Mu stood awkwardly and gasped, then turned his head and looked around again. The purgatory scene in the world made him chill, and Xiahoudi's words suddenly appeared in his mind.

—— Kui Ye’s exercises are too terrifying. Seeing that her magical power is ready, she must not be allowed to go in and out of the world, otherwise the world will be in chaos.

——At that time, the evil spirits will grow, the hearts of people will decline, and the Jiuding will collapse, and there will be no peace forever.

It seems that it's not an exaggeration... This is clearly a real move of **** to the world, or a complex of several layers of hell. I really don't know how this little baby did it. It's simply too scary.

Think again about her usual cute and cute look of her husband and husband... Compared with that, it is exceptionally demon, exceptionally contrary.

Xue Qingqiu picked up Kuiye, but did not leave. Instead, he coldly said to the front: "Are you here to kill us too? Xiahoudi?"

The slender figure slowly walked out of the night, the bright red cloak flying, as straight as blood.

Xue Mu tightened his lips. It's finally here, six doors...

At this moment, the state of the three people is not enough for one Xiahoudi to fight, not to mention that there must be Xuan Zhe behind. If they come to kill them, there is really no way to survive.

It's really a wave of unrest, one after another, is it a friend or an enemy?