Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 841
Chapter 360 Eighth

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"Boom——" the soil bag on the gravel ground exploded, and countless gravel lost control and flew towards the top one after another. The three people from Zhenwutang rushed out of the prison and ran to Yi Xifeng's side.

It has to be said that Jin Zaomu's ability to control the rock is very strong, and the three of them broke through the gap only when Jin Zaomu's inner strength was resisting the "bird spirit fall" of the little tit, and they succeeded in finding the right opportunity.

"Are you all right?" Yang Hua patted the stone chips on Ling Ruoxue's body and asked Yi Xifeng.

"I'm fine, but..." Yi Xifeng looked to the other side, the pair of hard-fated siblings.

Falcon's hand caressed the little tit's forehead, and his whole body seemed to be frozen. His eyes were full of reluctance for his sister, but as time passed, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

When he had just rushed to this space, he saw the little tit was cornered. At that time, he could only rush there at the fastest speed, and use his body to receive the full blow of the chivalrous man entering the room and the strong man!
But even if Falcon Eagle is a body-training martial artist, he will end up with his internal organs torn apart!
"Brother, hold on, I'll heal your wounds." The little tit choked on his sobs, and the remaining trace of internal energy passed into Falcon's body, but it was quickly cut off.

Panting heavily, she punched the rock wall beside her with a fist, and the slightest pain caused her to squeeze out a bit of inner strength again, and continued her futile efforts.

With one hand resting on Falcon's shoulder, the gentle inner strength slowly spread into his body.

Little Titmouse raised her head with tears in her eyes, seeing He Buchi frowning and shaking her head, her heart seemed to have fallen to the bottom of the valley.

"Queer..." Falcon called in a low voice, just like going out to sea in the past, the little tit hugged him tightly, not wanting him to leave just like that.

At that time, she was afraid that her brother would go to sea in the morning and he would not come back at night; but now she was afraid that once he let go, he would really leave her.

Falcon Eagle's lips moved slightly, trying to say something, but blood overflowed, and his body fell down uncontrollably, limp in the arms of the little tit.

He Buchi slowly removed the hand that was on his shoulder, and put it on the little tit's shoulder.

"Sad bird in a cage!" Jin Zaomu snorted coldly, turned around, formed a formula in his hand, and sand and stones were everywhere.

Every time he took a step, stone steps formed automatically under his feet, and behind him, Zhao Shengyan hugged Sun Jiu'er and followed behind him, and the three of them gradually walked towards the high-altitude lake center.

"You still want to leave after hurting someone?!" Ling Ruoxue snorted coldly, raised her hand to use "Luoxia" to move up the clouds, and prepared to chase after Jin Zaomu.

Her arm was grabbed by the person behind her, Yang Hua shook his head slightly, and said lightly: "We can't do anything to him for now."

Countless sandstones surrounded the three people of the Divine Cult in the distance, making their figures faintly visible.

Jin Zaomu stood under the lakeside where he was standing upside down, and shouted to the people below: "You are all ants!"

Then he pointed at Yi Xifeng, "Only you are worth my glance!"

He laughed and disappeared into the lake.

The steps formed by the rubble suddenly shattered and collapsed, leaving the surroundings in a cloud of dust.

The lake fell into silence, reflecting the figures of the five people below.

The little tit was leaning on the rock wall with her arms around her knees, the feeling of loneliness made her feel cold all over.

The footsteps were getting closer, and the little tit lowered its head, almost buried behind its knees.

The man sat across from her and didn't speak.

"Brother He..." Little Titmouse's voice was choked up, and she only said these three words.

"As I said before, although I am in the Zhenwu Hall, I can practice casual kung fu. You can regard me as a casual practitioner." He Buchi said indifferently.

The little tit raised its head slightly, looked at He Buchi with a bit of melancholy eyes, and looked at the lake in the sky.

She always thought that this unrestrained and unrestrained person should rarely have such an expression.

But whether it was talking about "Snake Mountain Sword Immortal" before or now, she could see a trace of sadness and sadness in He Buchi's eyes.

"People always move forward." Why not shake the water bag in his hand and take a sip, "Even if a piece of flesh is gouged out of the heart, you still have to move forward."

"The way forward? What is my way forward?" The little tit was slightly startled, confused.

"I want to go outside! I want to see that colorful world, where there is no religious oppression, no wars between flag holders, and everyone is living a happy life in one village." The little tit choked up, Hold your head tightly.

But she also knows that this kind of thinking is just an unattainable dream, and casual cultivators are the lowest level people in the capital of God's Domain, and they can only constantly accept the cruel reality.

She kept practicing, and when she heard that she could go out after gathering all the seven-colored spirit beads, she went to collect them every day; she heard that the Tower of the Two Worlds had a secret to get out, so she came to the Tower of the Two Worlds regardless of everyone's obstruction.

"Did I do something wrong, am I unworthy of freedom! Brother He, can you tell me?"

She knelt on the ground with tears in her eyes.

He Buchi squatted down, stretched out his hand and hugged her carefully in his arms.

"Everything will be fine." He whispered, "You can treat me as your family, and we will definitely get out alive!"

Tightly, hugging him, two lines of hot tears ran down her cheeks and dripped on his shoulders.

On the other side, Ling Ruoxue was standing on the side of the stone wall, with her back to the distressed Yang Hua.

"Ruoxue, please listen to me..." Yang Hua said shyly.

She didn't look back, just gave him a cold back.

"This is just the beginning. You have seen the strength of the disciples of the God Sect this time. It is so difficult for us to deal with that Jin Zaomu together. I..."

"Then why don't you tell me to lie to that child later?!" Ling Ruoxue snorted coldly, "Yang Hua, we disciples of the Zhenwu Hall are traveling in the rivers and lakes, when do we need to kidnap others and put them on a boat!"

Behind Yang Hua, a wall of wind stood up instantly, blocking Ling Ruoxue's voice.

A long sigh came from behind, Ling Ruoxue felt that the man behind her was so strange for the first time.

"Ruoxue, not only me, but all the elders have only one instruction for this operation, and that is to bring as many secret treasures as possible and go back alive." Yang Hua emphasized the word "alive".

"Li Chengtao and He Buchi are my good brothers, and you are my...closest person, how can I bear to see you go deep into danger?"

Ling Ruoxue's clenched fist slowly loosened...

"Ruoxue, you have been retreating in the Zhenwu Hall, and you may not have seen many intrigues at sea. In the capital of God's Domain, everyone will do what they have to do in order to survive."

"I admit that this matter is really not very open and aboveboard, but for you, I must do it!"

Yang Hua's tone was firm, he took two steps forward lightly, stretched out his hand, and put his arms around Ling Ruoxue's waist.

"Promise me, please listen to my arrangements for the next thing, don't be arrogant, I will guarantee our safety, okay?"

Ling Ruoxue let out a long breath, but finally said nothing.

(End of this chapter)