People in Zongwu, start to threaten Yin Susu

Ren Yingying just got in touch with Xiang Wentian.

Before the news came, he was arrested in South Shaolin.

Said with regret:

"not yet."

Ren Yingying suddenly blushed.

Blinking Qiushui bright eyes.

Shyly asked softly:

"Brother Yuan, is there still something to do? If you have nothing to do, why don't you go back to Green Bamboo Lane first?"

She found that the eyes of many beautiful women present were always on Gu Hanyuan.

The relationship between the two is still ambiguous.

Ren Yingying wanted to make more progress with Gu Hanyuan.

Gu Hanyuan responded with a smile:

"Alright."

Wu Xingyun was still immersed in the comprehension of the "three-pointed magic finger".

Listening to the conversation between the two of them.

It made her even more unhappy.

Couldn't help but interrupted:

"Master, the difficulty of the 'three-pointed finger' is too high, I can't remember it all."

Gu Hanyuan knew that Wu Xingyun was jealous.

Smiling and stroking her hair, she said:

"It doesn't matter, that's for you to learn after you understand the 'three-point return to vitality'. It just happens to have a chance, so I will demonstrate it to you."

Ren Yingying always felt that something was wrong.

With flickering eyes, he asked:

"Brother Yuan, is she really your apprentice?"

"Well, Yun'er is extremely talented. It is not a problem to inherit what I have learned."

Gu Hanyuan first recognized Wu Xingyun's identity.

Then he said to Wu Xingyun who had never greeted Ren Yingying:

"Yun'er, this is Yingying, my confidante."

Wu Xingyun saw that Gu Hanyuan didn't intend to ask her to call her master.

Immediately in a good mood.

Smiled sweetly:

"Hello, Miss Ren. My name is Wu Xingyun, and I am the only disciple of Master."

She also emphasized the word "unique" by the way.

It made Ren Yingying's expression even weirder.

He glanced at the petite Wu Xingyun.

joked:

"Sister Yun'er, call me sister."

Wu Xingyun was annoyed.

I thought to myself:

"Little girl, who are you calling my sister!"

But now she is still "Yun'er".

Can only pretend not to understand.

Asked rhetorically:

"I heard that you are the holy lady of the Sun Moon God Sect. You must be very powerful in martial arts. Let's have a sparring when you have time."

Even though Wu Xingyun's cultivation has not yet returned to its peak.

That was not something Ren Yingying could deal with.

What's more, she also learned the "three unique skills".

Ren Yingying was at a loss as to Wu Xingyun's strength.

Also said it was just a little girl.

How powerful it can be.

He responded without any precaution.

Gu Hanyuan listened to the conversation between the two of them.

Don't interrupt either.

There was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Gu Hanyuan is still waiting.

Sure enough, it didn't take long.

Bai Wanjian suddenly caught up with the disciples of the Snow Mountain School from behind.

He asked anxiously:

"Mr. Gu, have you seen the ancestor of the blood knife?"

With Gu Hanyuan's current strength and status in the world, it would be inappropriate to call Gu Shaoxia again.

So Bai Wanjian was also changed to "Mr. Gu".

Gu Hanyuan expressed doubts and said:

"Ancestor Blood Knife? What's going on?"

Bai Wanjian didn't know when he saw Gu Hanyuan.

A little more anxious.

explained:

"The Blood Knife Patriarch captured Junior Sister Hua and Axiu in a sneak attack. We chased all the way and disappeared at some point."

Gu Hanyuan said solemnly:

"The ancestor of the blood knife is extremely cunning. I'm afraid you were deceived by his suspicious array. You should not be in this direction at this time."

Bai Wanjian was worried that it would take too long.

Both Hua Wanzi and Bai Axiu will be in danger.

pleaded:

"I think so too. Mr. Gu is extremely light-hearted, please help me find it."

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"it is good."

Gu Hanyuan complied with his request.

Instead, he told Wu Xingyun:

"Yun'er, take Yingying to the inn where we are staying at the foot of the mountain and wait for me."

Wu Xingyun looked at Gu Hanyuan's leaving back with some doubts.

There is always a sense of dissonance.

After thinking about it for a while, I still got nothing.

He could only take Ren Yingying down the mountain honestly.

Gu Hanyuan already knew where Hua Wanzi and Bai Axiu were.

What's more, there is also the positioning of the divine sense to guide the way.

With his lightness, he quickly found them.

Both women have heard of the name of the Blood Knife Patriarch.

He is a heinous silver monk.

I also saw that Bai Wanjian was deceived by the blood knife ancestor.

There will be no time for rescue in half a hour.

I feel a little desperate.

Both women thought they were about to be insulted.

………………

However, Patriarch Xuedao had no intention of picking flowers at this time.

He looked around gravely.

Here is the place he arranged in advance.

The ancestor of Xuedao speculated that Bai Wanjian would meet Gu Hanyuan soon.

It won't take long for Gu Hanyuan to find him with his lightness kung fu.

The ancestor of Xuedao also watched the battle secretly for a long time in South Shaolin.

He was extremely afraid of Gu Hanyuan's martial arts in his heart.

But he didn't dare to disobey Wutian's order.

That's why there is this scene.

Sure enough, not for a while.

A white-clothed figure appeared in front of the Blood Knife Patriarch.

Without thinking about it, he grabbed the two women.

Put the blood knife across Hua Wanzi's neck.

"Patriarch Blood Knife, let them go."

Gu Hanyuan's indifferent voice came.

The blood knife patriarch couldn't help but shudder.

In my heart, I subconsciously felt like facing the sky.

Cold sweat trickled down his shiny bald head unconsciously.

"Master Gu!"

The two girls looked at Gu Hanyuan who came to rescue them in surprise.

Bai Axiu already had a crush on Gu Hanyuan.

See him in this critical moment.

My heart was pounding.

The already shy face was covered with red clouds.

Hua Wanzi has been waiting for Bai Wanjian.

In the end, Gu Hanyuan waited.

Not to mention disappointed.

At least there is always loss.