The Harem Rescue Project

Why did they surround Senior Sister Lin? What happened?

Xiao Lanle was just about to move forward, but was pulled by the disciple again, "Palm, head, you must be careful, Master Ming Wu of the Promise Buddhism passed away, and she was crushed to death by Senior Sister Lin with the palm of her hand."

Master Mingwu is dead?

The chattering Buddha sounds that she seemed to have heard when she was caught in a magnet illusion.

Xiao Lanle walked a few steps forward and stepped on a corpse. It was the bone of the young man dressed as a young man. The young man had two tears on his cheek, bleeding from his seven orifices, and his death was miserable, but his eyes were blind and hemorrhage from the seven orifices. It is not the same kind of exercises.

She squatted down and covered her nose, and pulled away the **** hair of the young man. A scary blood hole on her scalp faintly left traces of floating bamboo. This is the power of the flying bamboo palm of the Promise Buddhism.

Xiao Lanle understood Lin Qianshuang's intentions in an instant. She was protecting her and thinking and paying for her in her own way.

If her old things are exposed, then she will be cast aside, not only will she lose her position as the head of the Penglai Immortal Gate, but she will also be pointed out for the rest of her life, and she will even be locked in a dungeon for atonement.

A wrong step can only be made up for with more lies and mistakes.

To deceive the so-called betrayal is nothing but wishful suspicion and aggressiveness.

Xiao Lanle appeared next to Lin Qianshuang like a gust of wind. She didn't want her senior sister to be a wicked person through and through. Master Mingwu was sinister and he deserved his death!

"Stop it! Stop it all!"

With a loud shout of Xiao Lanle, the three heads who trapped Lin Qianshuang and the people around them all turned their attention to her.

Palace Master Yan Feiran raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Lanle, with the sword in his hand still resting on Demon Xiu’s shoulders, "What is the point of Xiao Zhang Sect? This Demon Xiu was so difficult for us to trap her. Yes, if you protect her and she breaks free again, then we will be wasting our anger."

Duan Hong, the owner of Yujian Villa, waved his sleeves and injected a qi into his life spirit sword, and said grimly: "I have lived in seclusion in the villa for many years, and I have never seen such a difficult magic repair. I am willing to help, and don’t hinder us from slaying demons and defending the way."

Chen Sanxuan, the sword sect of Lingxiao, waved Xiao Lanle towards Xiao Lanle, saying: "Head Xiao, don't be arrogant!"

"Please listen to Xiao's words!"

Xiao Lanle pointed to the corpse of the young man dressed as a knight, and said, "On the top of that monk's head, there is the flying bamboo palm exercise method of the Promise Buddhism. It was killed by the Promise Buddhism. It is true that I am entering the magnet illusion. At that time, the mind was controlled by a Buddha mantra. All this was done by Master Mingwu. The death of Master Mingwu, Lin Qianshuang, may have done something wrong, but she was to save her, so please learn from you."

A monk walked over to check and said: "There are indeed traces of flying bamboo palms on the head of the corpse."

The Buddhist disciples of the Promise Buddhism immediately looked at each other, and they all whispered inconceivably.

A Buddhist disciple stepped forward and put a fire talisman on the young man's corpse, but half a cup of tea, the fire rolled up the bones and burned to ashes.

"Amitabha, hope that the benefactor will step into reincarnation and reach bliss early."

The monk burned the corpse clean, and said to the crowd: "When the monk was crossing the body, he didn't see the flying bamboo palm of this sect. Perhaps the monk had just read it wrong."

The cultivator of the Lingxiao Sword Sect became unhappy when he heard it, and said stubbornly to his fellow senior: "Brother, why is this bald donkey shameless? I clearly saw that the wound on the top of the corpse's head on the ground was caused by the hand of Feizhu."

The fellow brother hurriedly covered his brother’s mouth and said, “Speaking in a low voice, did you not hear it when the head? The Promise Buddhism has always been called the purest sacred place for cultivation in the realm of cultivation, even if Master Mingwu really did it as disdain. The entire cultivation world will not recognize the matter. The Promise Buddhism represents the face of cultivating the true Dao. If this matter is passed on, it will have an impact on the Daoism of all sects and cause trouble."

The monk rolled his eyes, hugged his sword and said, "Fortunately, I am staying at the Sword Sect of the Spirit Clouds. There is at least a sensible senior who can talk to me."

The fellow brother smiled faintly, "They can deceive themselves and others, but everyone else is watching. The leader of the Immortal League of the Five Sect Alliance really needs someone like Xiao Lanle who can tell right from wrong."

"What do you mean? Just listened to the monk's words?"

Xiao Lanle watched that the Promise Buddhism monk had burned the evidence of the corpse, and strolled back into the crowd without incident, her eyes sharp as if it was about to turn into a sharp blade to penetrate the bald donkey's heart.

None of the three heads paid any attention to Xiao Lanle, they had gradually realized that the demon cultivator who had only been trapped in their formation had already rushed out of the siege with the arrogant devilish energy.

Clang...clang...clang....

The trembling sound of the ancient bell came from a long distance in the tower of Tianshu City, and disturbed the golden sparrows parked on the wooden poles fleeing and flying.

The bell rang, no more, no less, exactly three times.

Lin Qianshuang's red eyes gradually faded, until the bottom of his eyes returned to light blue.

She regained her sanity and involuntarily looked up at the sky, and did not continue to fight with the group of people, calling out the Qianyu Sword to move towards the place where the Fu Yao Pagoda agreed with Du Shuang was located.

Lin Qianshuang felt that her dantian seemed to have broken through a big hole, and the constant flow of essence was being exhausted. As she expected, it would not take long for her to dissipate her devil qi and completely dissipate her gong, which would become A waste person can even fall into a coma.

City Lord Tianshu will have the same reaction as her at this moment, and must have arranged for someone to pick her up nearby, as long as she can persist until that moment.

Lin Qianshuang gritted her teeth and covered the wound in her abdomen. She couldn't say anything about it. She had to stick to it, otherwise, once she was caught by those righteous cultivators, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Sister, where are you going?"

Xiao Lanle watched Lin Qianshuang's sword pass by, trying to hold her, but the back of her hand made a deep trace.

Her sparrow eyes were slightly dim, and the senior sister never looked at her, as if she did not exist.

The place where Fu Yao Pagoda was built, Zhu Mofeng, was between the three realms, and was a battleground for military strategists in ancient times.

The gray-yellow-purple vultures hovered around the vast sky, the bones of the wild graves were covered with sand and dust, and the half-broken banners were faintly buzzed by the wind and hunting.

This is the highest point of Zhu Mofeng, Lingyun Cliff.