magic whistle

Chapter 207, Demon Blood Flying Peng Demon Castle (7)

The autumn wind is bleak, and the moonlight outside the window shines slightly outside the window.There is a kind of melancholy that slowly emerges in the eyes.This is a cool night, but also a regrettable night.At this time, the third son Wei Xun felt melancholy when he thought of his master's teachings.The voice of regret is deeply integrated into this beautiful night sky.

At this time, a figure appeared outside the window, the figure was very small, looked around and said, "Why are you here again?"

A slight voice came from outside the window and said, "Young Master, his voice sounded poor tonight, did something happen?"

The third son Wei Xun sighed and said: "You can go into the room and talk. At this time, I seem to be a little more confused, and today I have added a lot of sadness. Because one person left just like this. I feel very uncomfortable in my heart. This kind of desolation makes me want to get it, but the master still leaves me, I—”

The woman outside the window sighed, and said in a crisp voice: "Young master should understand the matter of life and death. The so-called life and death, life and death, should be the case. Why bother, you should know the important things in the world."

The third son Wei Xun sighed and said: "A long time ago, the person who came to my window didn't speak like you. It seems that the person who came here tonight is another girl!"

"Do you know who I am? Are you a little disappointed?" the woman outside the window asked affectionately.

The third son Wei Xun smiled slightly and said: "The night wind outside is bleak and the humidity is heavy, why don't you come in and have a talk, Miss."

The woman outside the window said: "Master, you should respect yourself. I can't stay with you for too long. Please don't be sad. You have a long way to go. If you are sad at this time, the Feipeng Demon King will definitely take advantage of it."

Third Young Master Wei Xun's expression was dignified, the cool wind blowing slightly from the gap in the window, blowing on his face, made people feel a little cool.The beautiful shadow outside the window disappeared under the sad autumn wind.This night, the third son Wei Xun felt extremely melancholy and dejected.Thousands of miles of autumn wind blows, whistling all night, hills and willows flutter, and people are sleepless.After one night, the third son Wei Xun opened the door, and walked to the door early.Holding a long sword in his hand, he is already ready to go.The third son Wei Xun grinned, the relationship between teacher and student disappeared after a night of autumn wind.The third son looked around, but he couldn't see the mysterious old man Tianshou.Then he asked softly, "Why didn't Old Man Shou disappear that day?"

Zuoyue said: "That's right, maybe this person is still snoozing?"

The third son Wei Xun said: "Well, I'd better go and have a look later, I have a lot of things to discuss with that old man."

The two walked to the house where old man Tianshou lived. The inside was empty, clean and tidy. Such a clean and tidy house looked like no one lived there.The two walked forward again, and saw a piece of paper on the table.Picking it up slowly, it reads: "This trip is full of dangers, Mr. Wanwang be careful."

Zou Yue took a look and said, "Who is this person?"

The third son Wei Xun looked at the note and said: "Seeing that this person is always thinking of me, he may not be a bad person. If this is the case, we will definitely appear in the rivers and lakes. We should hurry on our way as soon as possible."

Zuoyue shook her head and said, "Young Master, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave."

The third son Wei Xun turned around and walked out. When he reached the small courtyard, he saw the surroundings were silent, cold and silent.The third young master walked forward leisurely, his eyes fixed on the left and right, and after walking a few steps, he said: "Masters, if you don't fly out quickly, what do you mean by hiding?"

Then, the third son Wei Xun called out, and everyone came out of the guest rooms on the second floor.It is densely packed, and there are crowds of people behind the left and right.Then at the gate, a group of people swarmed over, all of them with ferocious faces, their eyes fixed on the third son Wei Xun.The third son Wei Xun took a look, put his right hand on the long sword, and said with a cold smile: "You are waiting here for this son, there must be a leader."

"Third son Wei Xun is indeed the number one wise man in the martial arts world today. It really impresses me. I don't know if you can break through this heavy encirclement."

The third son, Wei Xun, turned around and looked around, thinking about this group of people, the number of people and the method of attack.After the third son Wei Xun took a look, he saw that the person who came was a ghostly scholar, so he smiled slightly and said: "It's really unexpected, this son is going to pass five passes and kill six generals in this Sichuan and Shu land."

"Haha! You are the current Guan Yunchang, and you may not be able to reach Feipeng Demon Castle under the many masters of Feipeng Demon Castle." Guimou Scholar said with a slight smile.

The third son, Wei Xun, showed a faint smile, that smile seemed cooler than the autumn wind, and looked at the crowd with an absent-minded look.Guimou Scholar gave another order and waved a flag upstairs.Several people rolled over and jumped to the ground.This was a very swift attack without any hesitation.The third young master Wei Xun took a look, turned up lightly, flipped and jumped in mid-air.The rapidly changing sword energy is like a thunderbolt.Although the third son, Wei Xun, hadn't really used kung fu, he showed his handsome kung fu in mid-air, jumping up again and again.That body was in mid-air, like flowing clouds and flowing water, like lightning and thunder.Like a torrent of thousands of miles.The third son Wei Xun turned over again and again, avoided the crowd, and got behind them.Ghost Scholar stood on the second floor.Seeing that the third son Wei Xun is not afraid in the face of danger, and avoids it with light work, he doesn't seem to want to fight at all.With a wave of the flag in his hand, another group of people flew forward.There were constant attacks.Zouyue, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was not to be outdone, and swung the long sword in his hand.Then they quickly faced the crowd of people coming from behind.The third son, Wei Xun, also became more cautious, no longer evasive, and quickly turned his body in mid-air.Across the crowd, at this time, no matter what kind of attack the other party has.The third son Wei Xun was still able to deal with it freely, without any fear.The three-five moves made everyone a little overwhelmed. They were defeated one after another, and flew to the second floor in a hurry.In the eyes of everyone, this third son Wei Xun has an unstoppable power as long as he makes a move.Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, even the Ghost Scholar who was standing aside was at a loss and was dumbfounded.The third son Wei Xun saw that everyone hesitated, but no one made a move yet.The third son, Wei Xun, took a slight look at Zuoyue who was still preparing to fight, and the two of them turned around like a hurricane, and flew out quickly.Guimou scholar saw the third son Wei Xun flying out, blushed with anger, looked at the crowd, and sighed repeatedly.A ghost-masked man flew forward, his shadow flickered, and he landed in front of the Ghost Scholar.

Guimou scholar bowed and said, "Master, why are you here?"

The ghost-masked man glanced at Guimou Scholar and said, "Are you convicted?"

(End of this chapter)