Sealing Sword Chapter 180: Shocked

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When Duan Qing opened his eyes, the night was dark.

While the danger of the Zen Mountain is solved, the hidden dangers are not small. In addition to the branch staff guarding the four main roads, they must also arrange for people to take care of the people who come to ask for help. Although Sun Minfeng left the antidote, as Zhao Bingmo said, these people were not lightly poisoned, and no matter how much medicine was given, they were too weak to return to the sky. They could only do their best to obey the fate of their lives and try to keep the casualties to a minimum.

The catastrophe is approaching, and it is too late to go to each other. The only thing to do is to twist a disc of loose sand into a rope. Whether you want to or not, you have to act in a hurry. After days of running in, you finally have some cooperation and mutual assistance.

Compared with the elders who have the intention to think about each other, the friendship between the younger generations is always loyalty first, and they have experienced life and death, and they have more or less born the friendship of common happiness and suffering, regardless of whether these feelings can survive. Affordable for his sophistication, he always left a shadow in his heart, waiting for the test of time and favor.

Duan Heng, Se Jian, Hua Xiang Rong, and Qu Jin are coordinating the four respectable elders. The following matters are arranged in an orderly manner. After clearing, they will be silent again. They are less vigorous than the dry flowers on the wall.

He is a very strange person. Before this catastrophe, few people in the martial arts knew who Duan Qing was. He only inferred his seniority from the Dao name, knowing that he was the younger brother of Dong Dao Duan Ya. He thought he was an older one. Old-fashioned, but didn't want to be Duanqing's real appearance, turned out to be a frosty figure.

What's even more shocking is that such a strange Taoist commander, who is unknown, can win Helianyu.

Those who wanted to inquire about the truthfulness of the various sects did not know where they were. They were all blocked by Duan Heng and the Tai Shanggong people. Duan Qing himself rarely appeared after that day, but healed his wounds in peace.

Before he left, Sun Minfeng showed him his injuries and cleared the blood in his abdomen for treatment, but his left hand was injured by the fire thunderball. Although it was not crippled on the spot like Helianyu, the whole arm was not left. The next few pieces of good meat are severely injured from skin to bone. After a careful diagnosis, the ghost doctor simply asked him: "Do you want martial arts or just one hand?"

Duanqing raised his eyes, and Sun Minfeng explained: "The skin and flesh injuries are easy to deal with, but the hand muscles have been shattered by fire and thunder, and even the bones have been injured. If you just want to act as usual, then I can guarantee you in January The internal recovery remains the same, but if you still want to use this manual weapon, you have to scrape the carrion and cut the texture, and reattach the broken veins and bones inside. This requires not only a needle knife, but also tiger and wolf medicine... I once used this method for a person, and in the end, although the bone was broken and renewed, the person couldn't stand the process and it hurt a lot."

As soon as he finished speaking, he said clearly: "I choose the latter."

Sun Minfeng has done more than a thousand knives on people in his life, but this time is the most frightened.

He didn’t get the hemp boiled up when he cut the knife, because although this thing is good, it hurts the meridians, but his patience far exceeds Sun Minfeng’s expectations, as if he was cut off by himself not human flesh but sawdust. The gut is not connected by a small piece of string but a broken rope.

From beginning to end, Xuanying, who had laid hands on Sun Minfeng, changed her sweaty veil four times, but Duan Qing kept watching the needle knife cutting through her flesh and blood to make up for it, and her expression did not change.

Sun Minfeng thought, this kind of person either has no pain or touch, or he is accustomed to more severe pain, so he feels that this degree is not enough.

He thought for a while in this direction, but didn't dare to think deeply. After all, it was more terrible pain than shaving the flesh, I am afraid there are only thousands of knives left.

Since Sun Minfeng took the people away, Duan Qing confessed a few words to Duan Heng. He went to the Buddha Pagoda by himself, hiding quietly, and guarding He Lianyu.

Helianyu has committed too many evils, and everyone wants to take his life, but it is difficult for one family to follow the crowd. Only after this matter, the leaders of all factions are invited to gather here, and the public will be judged before they can be killed. Thousands of innocent souls have frightened countless evil spirits.

He was imprisoned on the seventh floor of the Pagoda. Although his skill has been banned by Duanqing, he was also abolished. The chain was tied to a strong. Everyone still did not dare to take it lightly. Eight monks and four The famous Jianghu masters kept guarding them every step of the way, and there were guards on the lower six floors, so don't even sneak in even a mouse.

Duan Qing is at a key position on the fourth floor of the tower, which is not high enough. This night, the black wind is high, and he can't sleep peacefully. He wakes up from his dream shortly after taking a nap.

He dreamed of his youth, those individuals and events intertwined, as if yesterday could not be chased, and as if the Ming dynasty was overwhelmed again;

He also dreamed of Gu Qifang, the woman in red with black hair just like the previous year, gently stroked his head covered with frost and snow and the scars on his hands under the tree, it was cold and dark, except for her existence , No more light.

People talked a lot in the dream, but Duan Qing had a terrible headache and didn't remember a word. By this time, the big dream woke up, even though the mood was forced under the calm water by "Wuji Gong", it still appeared. The frustration and loss.

It should have been a long-lost reunion, but unfortunately he didn't wake up in the dream, and he didn't know if he woke up from the dream.

As soon as this mood got up, Duan Qing's right hand pressed against his chest suddenly tightened, his complexion became whiter, and a **** light flashed across his eyes very quickly, and then the precipitation disappeared.

——"Junior Brother, Gu Nuxia has gone, so calm down, she must not want to see you like this."

——"...Get out!"

——"Brother, you didn’t succeed in your previous work, which caused your qi to go wrong, but you didn’t sort it out in time. Instead, you arrogantly moved your internal power consumption to damage your heart. This time it caused great compassion and anger. The foundation of your "Wuji Gong" is probably ……"

——"Let...I...out!"

——"...Please help me, elders, from today on banning the confession wall!"

"..."

The voice faded by time echoed in his mind. During this period, Duan Qing would always inadvertently remember the old things of the old man, and his forehead began to ache.

Suddenly Duan Qing got up, raised the long sword beside her with her right hand, looked up at the upper part that did not change, and left a line of words on the ground with the stick of incense before she walked to the railing. Jumped down.

His light work is not weak at all, and he has been with Gu Qifang for many years. Although not as good as the legend of Jinghong, he is also like a breeze blowing in the willows and disappeared in a flash. By the night outside the window and the cover of Tallinn, he was not disturbed. Other people in the tower.

Duanqing didn't actually have any destination. He sprinted all the way, and soon entered the dense forest. At this time, the night was dark, there was no one in the forest, even the sound of insects and birds were barely audible, but the clear eyes began to bloom, seeing things gradually appearing, he did not move his anger, but Relying on the sound of his ears, he followed the sound to the river in the forest, sat down cross-legged, held Yuan Shouyi, and began to adjust the two internal forces that were faintly imbalanced in the dantian.

The bleak and sparse moonlight fell, and when Duan Qing opened her eyes again, she saw a pair of strange eyes reflected on the water.

Duan Qingsheng had a pair of red and phoenix eyes that looked like a brush, and the beads fell into the cold pool like stars. The long eyelashes at the end of the eyes seemed to be inked, against the small cinnabar mole under the eyes. It was the thickest ink on a cold face. The place. His eyes have always been cold, so clear that they seem to have seen everything, and as if nothing has been left, but the eyes reflected on the water at this time have an ominous dark red around the amber pupils. As if the same drop of blood melted into the water, it did not disappear, but solidified in the center of the purified water.

He looked at the reflection in the water coldly, and the people in the reflection looked at him coldly.

"You are dead..." Duan Qing whispered to the reflection, "The choice you made by yourself, there is no room for regret."

As soon as the voice fell, a stone fell in the water, smashing the phantom, and splashing a few water splashes.

The sound of inaudible footsteps came from behind, but he turned his head but didn't see anyone. Instead, there was a wind from above, and a hand suddenly fell, pulling away the ebony hairpin he had tied up.

The moment Shuangxue's hair spread and fell, the long sword turned silently, and steadily landed on the side of the man's neck. With just one swipe, the man would be able to drop the **** sword.

However, Duan Qing's hand holding the sword did not move.

Under the sword is a tall and thin woman, dressed in a neat crimson sleeved shirt, full of black silk tied into a high ponytail by a mahogany hairpin. She has a pale face without powder, but fortunately she has a pair of smart The sharp eyes of the lying silkworm add luster, and the clear ebony hairpins between the lips make a narrow smile.

She took off the ebony hairpin, picked up her clear chin, smiled slightly, exhaled, and the prolonged tail sound was like a malicious hook: "A Shang, you..."

The cold sword's edge suddenly passed, and the unending voice stopped abruptly, staying in the throat forever.

Duan Qing shook his wrist, a line of blood splashed, and the blade was as clear as water. Instead of looking at the corpse on the ground, he threw into the jungle and said coldly: "Come out."

Suddenly there was a "chuckle" in the forest. The sound was not loud, but it was harsh. At first glance, it sounded like several people were speaking together. After careful identification, you will find that this is the voice of one person.

The voice of a woman is familiar and unfamiliar.

The female voice laughed for a while, deliberately softened her tone, and complained: "Ah Shang, how can you bear to do it to me?"

This is Gu Qifang’s voice, but the tone of speech is completely different. He cleared the voice and swung his sword away. The overbearing sword wind cut the thick-mouthed tree in two, and a figure jumped from the tree. Smiling and standing three feet away from Duanqing.

She is dressed like a dead person on the ground, with Gu Qifang's face on her face, but she has a more proper expression when she speaks. When she lifts her eyes and loops her arms, she looks like the person who has been dead for many years. He awoke in the tomb and stood alive in front of Duan Qing.

She lowered her eyes, looking a little lonely: "A Shang, I haven't seen you in 13 years, don't you recognize me?"

"The deceased is dead, no matter how much you calculate, it shouldn't be disturbing the peace of the deceased." Duan Qing looked at this face, so cold that he didn't even move at all, "Tear off this mask, poorly. Allow you a word of time."

The woman smiled lightly, but she tore off her mask wittily, revealing a charming face, Duan Qing blinked, and said: "Xiao Yangu has seen Duan Qing Dao Chang."

Duanqing glanced at the corpse on the ground, and said lightly: "You are all Xiao Yangu, but you are not the White Tiger Hallmaster of the Soul Burial Palace."

Xiao Yangu is the world's number one master of disguise. She is not only good at shrinking her bones and disguising herself, but she is also known for her ingenuity and cunning. Therefore, such a person made plans for herself early and secretly trained several people similar to herself. The woman who took turns with her for many years of training, changed her skin makeup and dressed up to look like herself, learned her martial arts and spoken and handled things, and became her stand-in in critical moments.

I asked about the sudden change of Chan Mountain, staying at the bottom of the mountain and fighting against Yu Sanniang. Later, the person who controlled the mountain road was one of the avatars. With her attracting attention on the bright side, the real Xiao Yangu can follow Helianyu connector.

Right now appearing in front of Duan Qing are the other two doubles.

Such a secret thing has been prepared since fifteen years ago. The only people known in the entire Soul Burial Palace are Xiao Yangu herself and the palace lord He Lianyu, but she did not expect to be exposed as soon as she meets each other.

"Xiao Yangu" smiled unchanged on her face, but she felt a sudden shock in her heart. After all, the substitute is not the righteous master. There are limits to what she can learn. She only knows to obey orders, but she doesn't know what she wants this time. What is the background of the person facing.

She glanced at the corpse of her companion on the ground, and felt that her neck was cold.

Filmed, "Xiao Yangu" said: "I offended the elder Daoist's dead wife tonight. I am also obliged to act on behalf of Dian Master Wei. Please don't blame it."

Duanqing cherishes words like gold: "Say."

"Xiao Yangu"'s heart was beating fast inexplicably, she resisted the horrifying chill that suddenly leaped behind her, and said: "The Hallmaster Wei heard that our palace master Helian was captured by the chief of the Daoist, and is now prisoner in the Buddha Tower. Suffering, my sisters are specially asked to test whether the Taoist master has forgotten things, and can't remember the vows made at the grave of the old man?"

Duanqing’s eyes were as cold as water, and "Xiao Yangu" said: "If Dao Chang is true, he will break love and love. This behavior is beyond reproach, and Palace Master Wei has no way to disturb... If Dao Chang will be my sister The anger of these two people's sensual behavior shows that Dao Chang still has concerns in his heart. It is not the great saint who has forgotten the world, so why violate his old covenant?"

After she said this, it was as if she had put down a big boulder in her heart, and the Taoist leader in front of her was quiet and beautiful, but "Xiao Yangu" only noticed the unusual eyes and silently surrounded her body. The chill.

The chill was not murderous, but it made her blood almost frozen.

Duan Qing listened carefully to every word she said, and then asked: "Did you finish?"

"Xiao Yangu" was startled and nodded subconsciously.

With just such an unusual movement, her head fell all the way, hitting her feet heavily, her eyes widened suddenly, and then she suddenly fell apart, and she didn't have time to say a word.

She cut her head with a sword, and her words ended, but she was always vigilant from beginning to end, and she didn't find when Duan Qing took the sword and when she was broken her neck.

"Since I have been ordered to do things, and now things have been done, leave my life." Duanqing stepped across the mess without blood, and walked back and forth, the sword drew in its sheath, and the night wind blew away. The faint smell of blood on his body, but the dark red circle in his eyes grew thicker.

He walked very slowly, until the light of torches came in front of him, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps and calls, and Duan Qing stopped and responded: "The poor way is here."

One of the monks who came to him, Duan Qing remembered that this man was one of the monks who were supposed to be guarding the seventh floor of the Buddha Pagoda. His eyes drooped: "What happened?"

"Amitabha Buddha." The monk put his palms together and saluted him, "Elder Duanqing, the benefactor of Shicai Helian wants to see you, but the little monk did not see you when he came down. Fortunately, he found a word on the ground, so he came to inform."

This is the first time He Lianyu has made a request in a few days. He fully recognizes the fact that he is a prisoner. No matter whether he is hostile or targeted, he will not refuse to come, and he is almost obedient.

However, he wants to be clear now.

Without hesitation, Duan Qing nodded lightly at the monk and followed him back to the Buddha Pagoda. The two of them did not move slowly, and they arrived in front of the cell in a short time.

"...all out."

He Lianyu’s voice was hoarse because of lack of water. Two thick-armed iron chains tied his shoulders. The thoughtful Luo Ziting even made a mechanism under the stone bricks on which he was kneeling. Once his knees were off the ground, A crossbow arrow will pop out from behind, and one arrow will pass through the heart, and will never let the demon go away alive.

The injuries on his body were only treated hastily to ensure that he would not breathe before the trial. The blood, sweat and dust condensed into patches of scar-like marks on his body, exuding an unpleasant smell, and the wrist wound cut by Chu Xiwei Festering has appeared, shockingly shocking, the Palace Master of Soul Burial, who was once incomparable, is now more embarrassed than the beggar.

He Lianyu's words are naturally no one would follow him. However, Duan Qing stared at him for a moment, and raised his hand to signal that the guards would retreat to the door, making the cell silent for a while.

"Why do you want to see me?"

Duan Qing walked over slowly, his black and white robe seemed to be the junction of light and shadow in this gloomy place, and as the distance narrowed, the light in Helianyu's eyes was extinguished.

I..." He Lianyu licked his chapped lips and slowly laughed, "I want to see you. "

In just four words, he seemed to have chewed it between his lips and teeth. The Yuyin even took on a pleasant smell of silk, but Duan Qing remained indifferent.

Duan Qing looked down at him and said lightly: "Since you have already seen it, stop here."

"Stay!" He Lianyu saw that he really turned around, his eyes flashed unwilling, and he abruptly tolerated it, his voice slowed down, "I... It just hurts too much. It's better to see you." Some."

Duanqing stopped and didn't look back: "When you commit a crime, why don't you think about whether it hurts or not?"

"It is for these'others' that you abolished me..." He Lianyu suddenly moved, causing the chain to rattle and his voice was low, "You obviously promised...you will protect you until you die I, you said everything..."

After a pause, he took a breath of air-conditioning in pain, and then said: "How can you not keep the promise when you say a word? You couldn't do it at the beginning, why can you be so cruel to me now?"

He Lianyu turned around before he finished speaking, and by the light of the star fire in the room, the amber eyes that were already smudged with dark red were actually reflected like blood.