Biography of the Immortals

Chapter 7
Xiaodao Tong Yuechi said hesitantly: "I listen to the second senior brother!"

Yan Xi thought to himself: "I don't know when Liang Mengchun, the warrior from Hanshan, will come. We have to escape earlier, so we don't want to be blocked."

He didn't dare to pack up his things, so he dragged his junior brother straight to the gate of the Taoist temple.

At this moment, with a long laugh, a gray-robed man with a sword on his waist walked into the hall and shouted: "Yun Jizi, you are really cunning, and you actually came back to check before me."

When the gray-robed man saw the coffin in the Sanqing Hall, his face was slightly happy, he stretched out his foot to pick up a stone, and smashed it on the coffin.

This thin-skinned coffin was very weak, the boulder fell, and immediately smashed the coffin to pieces. An old Taoist priest with a pale face rolled out, his face was blue and gray, and he had been dead for a long time.

This gray-robed man is Liang Mengchun, the Hanshan warrior who severely injured Yanxi that day, and his Hanshan palm is famous in the world.

He suffered very little injuries that day, and he was as unwilling to give up as Yun Jizi. He had long been lurking outside the Xuanlou Temple, but he has been refusing to act rashly.

He waited patiently for a long time until he saw Yun Jizi break into the temple, but he didn't hear the sound of fighting, so he followed in with confidence.

Liang Mengchun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the corpse of Taoist Jiuhe, but he turned his face and caught a glimpse of Yunjizi who died in a terrible state. He couldn't help but be shocked, pulled out the treasured sword at his waist, and used an exquisite sword technique, the light of the sword surrounded his body , Protected himself from the wind and rain.

At the same time, he thought to himself: "Could it be that there is another strong enemy, first I killed Old Daoist Yun silently and took away the sword manual of Jiuhe Zamao?"

Yan Xi pulled the small pendant, and couldn't help screaming: "It's hard! Why did you come so early? The view of Xuanlou at four o'clock in the morning is not very beautiful."

After all, he is a web writer, familiar with all kinds of routines, and his brain turns very fast. He squeezed Xiaodao Tongyuechi's hand, made a hint, and shouted pretending to be sad and angry: "You have already snatched the sword manual, what else are you going to do?" ?”

Yuechi wanted to rush out to stop the murderer from ruining his master's body, but when he was grabbed by his senior brother, he was a little dazed, but choked up and didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of spoiling his senior brother's affairs.

Tears welled up on her little face, all rubbing against Yan Xi's Taoist robe.

Liang Mengchun concentrated slightly, with the sword in his chest, and shouted: "Who snatched the sword manual?"

Yan Xi's grief and indignation doubled, and he shouted: "If it's not you group of murderous people, who else could it be?"

Liang Mengchun's heart turned, and he thought to himself: "Zhong Nandi and Gao Liren's martial arts are not as good as Yun's, so it is absolutely impossible to kill him."

"Old Taoist Yun was shattered by someone's heavy hand, the little girl who is poisonous and poisonous concubine never has such strong skills. I know, it must be Mr. Laughing Playboy. He is lying in ambush in the Taoist temple first. When you get to the sword manual, kill him."

Liang Mengchun deliberated several times, only to feel that what he thought must be right, so he smiled and said, "Very good."

One move Tianshan Flying Snow, this is a powerful killer move of Han Shan's palm technique, he slapped Yan Xi's chest with unabated strength, and pushed Yan Xi to the Xiaodao Tongyue Pool, making the two senior brothers feel exhausted when they slapped together land.

As far as he was concerned, since the sword manual had been taken away, these two little Taoist priests were useless, so of course they had to be wiped out.

A slap on the key point on the chest, Yan Xi's whole body was shaken, blood flowed from all seven orifices, and he fell to the ground.

The cold mountain warrior Liang Mengchun had [-]% confidence in his Hanshan palm strength. When he made this palm, he turned around and walked away. He didn't have time to look at Yan Xi and Yuechi more. Taoist priests must die.

More than ten minutes later, Yan Xi didn't let out a groan until Venus stared out in front of his eyes, his brain began to throb, and countless words appeared in the air, and he didn't bother to read the story line first. Has there been a change, let alone checking his injuries, hastily pushed a few paths to Tongyue Pool.

"Small pendant, small pendant..."

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, wake up, don't scare Senior Brother!"

Although I just met this little Taoist boy by chance, and I don't know what the other party is, whether it is a native of another world or a super AI NPC, or something indescribable, but after just a few hours of getting along, I still have some feelings. I don't want this little pendant to die.

After a few pushes, Yuechi was still fainted, his body was limp, like a broken doll.Yan Xi stretched out his hand to check his breath, only felt that the little pendant was breathing faintly, and the breath of life was extremely weak.

"Fuck, how can this be done?"

"It would be nice if there was a hospital nearby."

Yan Xi really missed the mental hospital this time.

Although the major is not right, it is still better than the Taoism in the wilderness!

Yan Xi gritted his teeth, sat on the ground, hugged Xiaodao Tongyuechi in his arms, not caring that his body was leaking blood everywhere, pressed his hands on his temples, and murmured silently: "Go back, bring a small pendant... …go back."

"Take my junior brother back."

"go back."

"I want to go back."

"I want to go back to the mental hospital. Take my junior brother back to the mental hospital together."

"Damn! Let me go to the mental hospital with my junior brother!"

Yan Xi has never had this moment, so eager to go back to the mental hospital, and never thought that he would one day want to bring others in as well...fucking treatment.

Life is so weird.

I don't know if there are passing gods who heard his prayer.

The bodies of Yan Xi and Yue Chi disappeared bit by bit, as if they were being erased.

Yan Xi wept with joy, tears welling up in his eyes.

Qinglongshan Mental Hospital is brightly lit.

Dozens of doctors and nurses, as well as a search team composed of hospital workers, are searching every corner of the hospital round after round. They have also called the police, explaining that there is a mental patient who ran out. This patient still has Strong aggressiveness.

Vice President Sun Jing came from under the quilt and was urged by the phone. He didn't sleep well at all and was in a bad mood. He had already yelled at the doctor on duty and personally participated in the "hunt".

This group of doctors and nurses, as well as the hospital workers, had searched around for a few times, but they couldn't find Yan Xi's whereabouts.

Just when Sun Jing was very anxious and didn't know how to write tomorrow's report, he heard the voice of a hospital worker from the direction of Yan Xi's ward: "I found it, I found that patient... Come on everyone what!"

Yan Xi held Yuechi in his arms, and as soon as he stepped out of the ward, he saw more than a dozen strong hospital security guards flocking to him under the guidance of the doctor. Before he could speak in the future, he heard Sun Jing's familiar voice and shouted: "Electric baton!"

"He was emotionally unstable and could hurt people."

"Turn on the maximum power, and all the electric batons will go up."

Yan Xi really wanted to say: "I'm not sick!" He was stabbed by more than a dozen electric batons all over his body, trembling all over, and fell limply, and he didn't even have time to shout: "Save my arms first! The little Taoist priest here."

Seeing that Yan Xi was still struggling hard on the ground, the security guards seemed to be about to stand up, so they hurriedly mended him twice...

　It has been reduced to the point where you can only write a new plot after reading this chapter...

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)