Storyteller in Wudi City, comment on the top ten sword immortals at the beginning

After Li Hanyi left.

Guo Xiang stayed in his house for a while, and after playing with the short sword green beads, he was also sleepy, and he couldn't bear to go back to his room to sleep.

After Su Han made the mahogany scabbard, it was late at night.

He injected his own Haoran sword qi into the peach wood scabbard, heard a slight sword sound in the peach wood scabbard, and nodded with satisfaction.

After putting away the mahogany scabbard.

He walked out of the house and came to Zhao Min's room.

One push, did not push open, inside on the inner lock.

However, this is also difficult for Su Han.

His fingertips flashed blue, and the Tianxia Xi God finger only lightly opened, and then quietly opened the lock cylinder inside.

Walk into the house.

It was pitch black.

Zhao Min slept soundly on the bed, and Su Han didn't notice it when he approached.

Just as Su Han climbed into bed.

The bed creaked.

Zhao Min woke up suddenly and saw a black shadow next to the bed, and was startled.

"What man?!"

She grabbed a dagger under her pillow and stabbed at the comer.

But the dagger was easily clamped by two fingers, and the mouth she just wanted to cry out was covered by a large hand.

Could it be that where did the yin thief come from?

Zhao Min's heart fell to the bottom in an instant.

"How? Don't know me anymore? A

familiar chuckle sounded.

Zhao Min was stunned.

After seeing Su Han's face clearly.

She actually felt relieved.

If before.

It's just incredible.

But.

After this period of subtlety.

She was already slowly familiar with Su Han's unscrupulous intrusion into her life.

Not only her body, but even her heart began to slowly accept Su Han's existence.

And she herself has not yet realized this.

Su Han let go of the hand covering her lips.

Zhao Min tightened the quilt, as if to use the quilt as a barrier, shrinking under the quilt, revealing only two shy and annoyed eyes.

"You, what are you going to do?"

"To sleep, of course."

Su Han said with a smile, stretched out her hand and lifted the barrier she had pinned her hopes on, and wantonly broke into her warm bed in her murderous gaze.

"Well, it's so warm and fragrant."

Looking at Su Han, who squeezed into his side and lay down, closed his eyes and enjoyed his face.

Zhao Minbei's teeth were almost crushed.

"I'm not your bed warmer, this is my bed!"

"What's the difference?"

Zhao Min was angry and annoyed, but helpless.

She sat up and gambled and said

, "If you want to sleep, I will sleep for you, I will not sleep."

As soon as she was about to get up, her slender waist was wrapped around an arm, and with her exclamation, the whole person was dragged into the bed.

Inside the bed.

Zhao Min, who was held by Su Han in his arms, raised his head, and his beautiful eyes glared at him angrily.

"I knew you had bad intentions!"

"You found out. How? Sleep with me, don't you like it?

Zhao Min snorted, "I'd rather sleep with dogs."

"Gee, it turns out that you hate me so much, then I'll go talk to Xiao Zhao about life."

“...... Shameless.

As if for Xiao Zhao, Zhao Min gave up the struggle and let him hold him in his arms.

Holding this Mongolian first beauty, Su Han only felt as if holding a soft and warm nephrite, which was very comfortable.

"Don't, don't move."

Zhao Min said in shame.

"Then you kiss me, and I won't move."

Zhao Min turned his head

, "Bah, who wants to kiss you."

Su Han smiled when he heard this: "

Then don't blame me for being unkind."

"Stop, stop... Don't touch my feet..."

"What's wrong?" County owner, the requirements go around? "

Only, just a kiss, right?"

"Hmm."

"

Who are you fooling?" That's not what I'm talking about.

"You, you don't have to step in."

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When Su Han and Zhao Min fought wits and courage.

Meanwhile.

The other side.

The Ming Sect in Dayuan, which was far away, became a pot of porridge.

"What's wrong with the Sect Leader?!"

"Sect Master!"

"Mowgli!"

In a voice full of worry.

Zhang Wuji was carried back to the Ming Sect stronghold on a stretcher by several disciples.

Yang Xiao, Yin Tian was hurriedly coming.

I saw Zhang Wuji, who was lying on a stretcher, his face was bloodless, and his breath was extremely weak.

Yang Xiao's heart sank.

Yin Tianzheng was even more shocked.

"What's going on?! What's wrong with Mowgli?! "

Say it quickly!"

The disciples next to him were so frightened by its momentum that they fell to their knees.

"I, we don't know what's going on."

"Today, today I learned the intelligence of those captured disciples, so the Sect Leader proposed to take the five altars with the Blue Wing Bat King to rescue those disciples, but somehow, the intelligence went wrong, and the Sect Leader they fell into a trap and were surrounded by the Mongol Corps."

"Fart! How could some Mongol soldiers alone surround the sect leader! Yin Tianzheng cursed.

"In addition, in addition to those Mongol soldiers, there are also five Mongolian Yipin Henglian Grandmasters, including the Second Elder Xuanlu, and seven or eight grandmasters from various gate factions who have defected from Dayuan. He, they came to surround and kill the sect leader! Hearing

these words, Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng's hearts instantly fell to the bottom.

"What about Batking?" Yin Tianzheng asked.

Several people bowed their heads,

"Batman he... In order to save the Lord, he unfortunately lost his life at the hands of Hatomochi. The

two fell silent again.

Yang Xiao stepped forward to take his pulse

, "The meridians are broken, the qi and blood are disordered, and the true qi is chaotic in the body, resulting in the damage of all five internal organs."

His brows furrowed deeper.

"Sect Leader, he has entered the Xuan Gong, and he has Xuan Gong, even if he encounters danger, it is reasonable to say that he will not be so seriously injured. It's really strange. Something

suddenly sounded in Yin Tianzheng's mind,

"Could it be... When he fought with that Great Finger Xuan Realm Grandmaster three days ago, what hidden wounds were left in the sect body?

Yang Xiao's eyes shrank: "Are you saying that the protector of the Tubo Kingdom, Jiu Mozhi, did something to the sect leader?"

"It's possible."

"Hatomochi, our Ming Sect will never die with him from now on!"

"No matter what, we have to save the Sect Leader." Yang Xiao said, "Go to the Divine Doctor immediately!"

"But... Who are you looking for?

Yin Tianzheng thought about it, and a person's name popped up in his mind.

"Famous doctor who kills, one finger of peace."

Yang Xiao: "He is in the Great Song, immediately send someone to invite!" No, tie me back directly! Several

disciples were just about to answer.

A weak voice sounded.

"No, no thanks."

Everyone turned their heads, and Zhang Wuji, who was lying on the stretcher, opened his eyes with difficulty,

"Wuji!"

"Sect Master!"

Yang Xiao and Yin Tian hurriedly stepped forward.

Zhang Wuji's eyes were dilapidated, and he muttered

, "Don't bother..." "

I know my current situation, my heart is broken, and no matter how good a doctor comes, it is already powerless... Being able to survive until now is completely dependent on a breath of Jiuyang True Qi

..." "Wuji..."

Yin Tianzheng burst into tears, "How could this be!"

"In my capacity as the sect leader, I order all the disciples of the Ming Sect to withdraw from the battlefield and no longer participate in this war..."

"After I die... Yang Zuo was the 35th head of the Ming Sect.

"In addition..."

Zhang Wuji's voice became lower and lower.

The people around them were in tears and unable to cry.

After saying the instructions, Zhang Wuji raised his hand with difficulty, his lips moved slightly, and there was guilt and regret in his tearful eyes, as if he wanted to say something.

The old tearful Yin Tian was hurriedly rushing over.

"Mowgli, what else do you have to advise?"

"I..."

But at this moment, the breath of true qi in Zhang Wuji's body could no longer be sustained.

His eyes gradually darkened, and his raised hand fell weakly.

The last thing I wanted to say was not spoken.

Sensing that his breath had completely disappeared, Yin Tianzheng couldn't hold back at all, lying on him and crying.

"Ah, Muji, Muji!"

This night.

Countless Ming Sect disciples gathered together holding torches, and their cries resounded in the sky, and the crimson fire illuminated half of the night sky.

The thirty-fourth generation leader of the Ming Sect, Zhang Wuji, died.

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