Immortal’s Farmland Chapter 281: Injury

　　 Chapter 281 injured

　　 Gu Dan Guan Yunfan snorted, and it was only one of the clones of the people in the hut that died. How many clones of him, would he never appear in front of everyone if he died? Who has seen his old face besides himself and Nangong Chun?

　　 He just wanted to **** and skid.

　　 This old **** is absolutely unwilling to do more when he can be lazy.

　　 "Don't go, hurt." Guan Yunfan also felt emotional.

　　 "Well, the big deal is death." Listening to the voice of the people in the cottage, I didn't care about the life and death of the people of the Liyun faction.

　　 "You" Guan Yunfan stood up, pointed at Maoshe and was speechless for a long time.

　　"Sit down, it's not good to get vomiting blood. Nangong, make him a cup of Shunqi tea. You are too old, why are you so angry?"

　　 Is he angry? Could it be so big without meeting him? Guan Yunfan sat back and looked depressed, and said to the hut: "Someday someone will clean you up"

　　 "Yeah. I also hope that there is a master lonely..." The voice was extremely desolate. After Guan Yunfan heard it, he wanted to rush into the hut and squash the people inside.

　　"If you have enough nests, get out of here, don’t tell me the **** that the master is always the last one, you are an old bastard."

　　 "Is there such a handsome old **** like me?" the man in the hut asked rhetorically.

　　 "Guanguan, it turns out that I am such a person in your heart. I am very sad."

　　I heard the people in the hut call him Guanguan, but Guan Yunfan didn't even have the strength to complain. Is this a dog or a cat? Think about it, this man is exactly his nemesis, and every time he is so angry that he jumps into thunder, and finally makes him dumbfounded.

　　 "Anyway, get out of me quickly" Guan Yunfan didn't want to chat with him anymore.

　　 "How can it be, the show is starting right now, and it must be finished after watching it. Wouldn't I die for nothing? It hurts."

　　 You deserve to see Yunfan curse in his heart, and then silently got up and walked out of Meilin. When the people in the cottage saw that he was going to leave, he quickly said, "Don’t go, let’s talk again, I have a lot more I have to say..."

　　 Hearing what he said, Guan Yunfan's footsteps actually went faster.

　　After Guan Yunfan left, there was a low sigh from Meilin, let alone how lonely the voice was.

　　 "Why don't you like to hear someone finish the sentence?"

The movement at the exit of 　　 was not small, especially the dark cloud in the sky, covering the entire top of the mountain, moving and shrinking as if it was gathering energy. The people above looked up at the black cloud for a moment, then focused their gazes below, and several divine senses swept down the mountain road, and finally stayed at the entrance of the cave.

　　"The Liyun faction and the evil faction have met."

　　 "There are Wen Weiqing and Luo Ling, this time the Liyun faction is very sad." These masters just watched, and they didn't mean to come forward to help. It doesn't matter whoever loses or wins, it's less for them. A competitor, if it hurts both sides, it’s better

　　 Hou Yixuan, who was still playing with Shixiong, immediately sank his face when he heard that the Liyun Sect was besieged by the evil faction. Without a word, he ran away.

　　"Come back" Shen Tian saw him rushing down the mountain like an arrow from the string, and he spoke out, but he didn't hear it and continued to move forward. Snow flew on his face, terribly cold.

　　 "The other party is an old evil who has been famous for many years. What is the use of him as a kid of the golden age? Xifeng will go and chase him back for me." Shen Tian said to Gu Xifeng.

　　 "Yes." Gu Xifeng took the lead and immediately chased after him.

　　 At this time, several disciples of the Golden Core Stage of the Liyun Sect gathered in the center and formed a sword formation back to back. An Lan stayed in the Liyun School for a short time. She had never studied this Xuan Luo Zhu Li Zhen. Therefore, she did not stand with the few people of the Golden Core Stage. She was cold behind Bai Yinyi. Staring coldly at the old evil eagle nose.

　　 The black cloud above 　　 keeps rolling, and the lightning sizzles in the cloud. The black cloud is getting thicker and thicker, sucking the surrounding spiritual energy into the cloud, and finally turning into black light and spit it out. This time, The black light was surrounded by countless lightning, and before it fell, the powerful air wave lifted the snow on the top of the mountain.

　　 An apricot-yellow flag flew out of Yun's sleeve, and the small flag immediately became larger when it entered the air, firmly covering the Liyun faction, while rolling up the snow on the ground and rushing to the black light.

　　The snow in Fangyuan's ten miles was swept into the air by apricot yellow flags, forming a huge snow dragon, which was three times thicker than black light.

　　 The snow dragon collided with the black light, making a deafening noise, and at the same time collapsed, and large chunks of snow fell from the air. Chen Yun and Yingbi Laoxie each stepped back a few steps, and there was a surge of blood in the body.

　　 An Lan looked at the right time, and the three sword lights rushed towards the old monster Eagle nose. These three sword lights actually contained three different swordsmanship.

　　 Old Monster Eagle-nosed hasn’t stood still, and the Three Swords are on the verge of death. He suppresses his blood, and uses the blood sea to resist the Three Swords, but he hasn't caught his breath just after the Three Swords. The red iron golem spear head came back again.

　　 He turned off his spear and slapped the Golden Armor and Silver Emperor on the chest. The Golden Armor and Silver Emperor quickly stepped back, with a mocking smile on his mouth. As soon as Old Monster Eagle nose dropped his palm on his chest, he saw an ice-colored lotus blossom on his chest.

　　 His hand touched the lotus flower and immediately began to burn. He couldn't feel the heat of the flame, but his body could clearly feel the pain of being burned. If it was just pain, he could still bear it.

　　 But this is the icy flame, which is very strange, even his evil power and soul are burning together

　　 "Ah," he cried out painfully and quickly withdrew his hand.

　　"What is this"

　　 He wanted to retreat from Anlan, but he couldn't allow him to retreat. The Golden Armor and Silver Emperor moved forward again, shot after shot, each shot contained great power.

　　 An Lan cooperated with the Golden Armor and Silver Emperor to attack one after another, continuously, and An Lan even shamelessly threw various spirit bullets while taking out the sword.

　　 Old Monster Eagle-nosed has a high level of cultivation, but he was disrupted by An Lan at the beginning, and he was beaten back again and again. That breath of blood has not been suppressed, and he encountered a sudden attack. Finally, he could no longer suppress it. The throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood came out.

　　 just a mouthful of blood, not enough

　　 An Lan took advantage of the victory, but she heard the sound of the flute. Her brain stabbed, and she staggered back. Bai Yinyi supported her with her big hand, and she finally stabilized, but the true yuan collapsed, and for a while Can't get together.

　　What a terrible magic sound

　　 White-faced scholar Wen Weiqing smiled and looked at An Lan, his smile is gentle and gentle, this smile is definitely not like someone who just wanted to take your life should have.

　　 For some reason, she shuddered. She suddenly felt that the hardest thing to deal with among these old evils was not the eagle-nosed old monsters who laughed strangely when they came up. This handsome scholar with a little white face.

　　 "What is his background?" An Lan asked Bai Yinyi. If he is not from the Inland Sea, Bai Yinyi's erudition would naturally know his origin.

　　"Yale scholar Wen Weiqing. But what he is best at is not magic sounds, but hidden weapons."

　　 Hearing Bai Yinyi's words, Wen Weiqing's eyes flashed, and then he passed away. He also looked at Bai Yinyi. Wen Weiqing is a man of great wealth. He has always attacked with magic sounds, and many people don't know that he actually kept a hand.

　　 Hundreds of years ago, Wen Weiqing was not yet called a scholar of Yale. At that time, he was nicknamed "A Little Red".

　　 Later, by coincidence, Wen Weiqing went to Jue Yin Miao Gu and used the flute. As time went by, the name "Ya Yue Shusheng" slowly spread, and everyone gradually forgot that he was still the original one. The feared hidden weapon master "A Little Red".

　　Wen Weiqing did not expect that a few hundred years later, there will be someone who can tell his origins, and this person is less than half a hundred.

　　 Luo Ling next to Wen Weiqing stared at him. She has been solid Wen Weiqing for three hundred years, and the relationship between the two is extraordinary. She didn't even know that Wen Weiqing was best at hidden weapons.

　　 "Knowing too much is sometimes not a good thing." This is the first time An Lan has heard Wen Weiqing speak. His voice is as gentle as his appearance, and it sounds very kind. However, the more he was like this, the more cautious An Lan was.

　　A cultivator of evil arts can hide all the evil spirits from her body. This alone is enough to arouse her vigilance.

　　 Bai Yinyi has her hands behind her back, secretly beware of luck.

　　Wen Weiqing also noticed the fluctuations of spiritual power behind Bai Yinyi, and Cuidi put a flower on her lips. "You play the piano well~IndoMTL.com~ I wanted to play more, but I didn't expect you to be so uninterested."

　　 It turns out that Wen Weiqing has not tried his best since the beginning

　　 The magic sound this time is obviously much stronger than the last time. An Lan only felt that the sky was spinning, her mind was muddled, and suddenly there was severe pain all over her body. She seemed to be torn around by something. The pain made her tremble all over.

　　 There was a sound of piano in the ears, the pain gradually disappeared, and An Lan's consciousness slowly recovered, but his head was still painful. Although An Lan's divine consciousness far surpasses that of a cultivator of the same level, she still can't resist Wen Weiqing's magic sound.

　　 If it was just her and Wen Weiqing, she might have died the moment she became confused. Thinking of this, she was startled in a cold sweat.

　　 She herself can attack with a little mind, so she understands how terrifying people who can attack are in the eyes of the enemy.

　　Bai Yinyi and Wen Weiqing are two magical spells. This time, Bai Yinyi is obviously at a disadvantage. Although his rhythm has not been disturbed, his two eyebrows have been twisted together, and the big beads of sweat are coming from his forehead. As the drips fell, An Lan even noticed that the snow behind him had been stained with blood.

　　 It must be the running real element that hit the wound.

　　 Bai Yinyi had been injured by backlash while fighting with Wen Weiqing in order to save her. Wen Weiqing's cultivation base was higher than him. Now that his strength is fully developed, Bai Yinyi is gradually becoming unsustainable.

　　 If you continue like this, Bai Yinyi will surely expand his injuries and damage the internal organs. An Lan absolutely can't let this happen. She turned her mind quickly, thinking about countermeasures.

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　　 ask for pink, ask for pink.

　　 Double change tomorrow.