At night, Chu Nanxue sat cross-legged to cultivate. Ding ding, there was a sound coming from the roof. Chu Nanxue opened her eyes, took her sword, and left the room. She floated on the roof.
One black and two white figures flew towards the roof of the three rooms. Was this a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain?
The lights in Qin Jimei's room were on.
Chu Nanxue jumped to the back of the wall. Qin Ji was concentrating on her bowstring.
"Yan Dao, will he come?" On the street, Shen Chang asked.
"Chu Nanxue isn't stupid. If she knows that she's no match for the three of us, she might not come.”Ye Feng said.
"Charge in." Mo Yandao said fiercely.
Ye Feng shook his head." If we alarm others, we'll be exposed."”
"What should we do?" Shen Chang asked.
The three of them sat cross-legged in a circle and discussed the method to kill Chu Nanxue.
Chu Nanxue leaned against the stone wall and listened carefully to the three people's words. However, she was too far away to hear them clearly.
There was no moon, but there was a faint light. The three people's faces were covered by black cloth. The young man's figure seemed familiar.
Suddenly, the three of them ran and disappeared like ghosts.
Chu Nanxue chased after him, but there was no sign of him. Chu Nanxue's brows furrowed, her grip on her sword tightened, and every nerve in her body tensed up.
It was September, and the weather was hot. Sweat dripped from his forehead, and his black clothes were wet.
He held the sword in his hand and turned around. Suddenly, a white shadow shot out and flashed past. Chu Nanxue retreated rapidly. There was a gust of wind behind her. Chu Nanxue was floating in the air. There were two black shadows behind her.
The three of them were suspended in the air. Ding, ding, ding. Chu Nanxue's sword was suppressed by the three weapons. She fell to the ground. The three figures 'rapid movements caused her body to become blunt.
The black clothes on Chu Nanxue's arm were cut open by the sword. Her arm was cold and there was a sword wound that was bleeding.
Chu Nanxue was furious. Stage Nine Entering Dao Power spun in her dantian and broke out of her body. However, it did not send the three of them flying.
The three of them quickly formed a formation, like an indestructible wall.
"It's you!" Their eyes met, and Chu Nanxue recognized the eyes of the man in black. It was Shen Chang.
The white shadow kicked Chu Nanxue's chin. Chu Nanxue hugged it with both hands and pulled it back. The sword shot out and pierced through Chu Nanxue's body from the side of her ribs.
"It's you!"
The white shoes had snake patterns. Summer, by the river. Mo Yandao said," My father bought this for me from outside. I heard it cost 20 gold coins.'
"It looks good." Chu Nanxue, Shen Chang, and Ye Feng laughed.
The other shadow was Ye Feng.
He really didn't expect that the three people who often played together would work together to kill him tonight.
"Chu Nanxue, that's right, it's us." Ye Feng said with a smile. The black cloth on the three people's faces was pulled off. It was a familiar face with a murderous and mocking gaze.
"Why?"
"Why do you want to kill me?" Chu Nanxue asked angrily.
"For this." Mo Yandao took out a gold coin and threw it into the air.
"Who bribed you?"
"Liu Fu."
Two swords and a blade attacked at the same time. The sword pierced through the other side of Chu Nanxue's body and pressed her against the wall. Shen Chang pulled out his sword and Ye Feng pulled out his sword.
Chu Nanxue's iron sword hit the ground, preventing her from kneeling down. The golden dragon in the broadsword-shaped dragon vein had woken up.
'Use the purple lightning to heal.' He said to Chu Nanxue.
The seed of purple lightning appeared on Chu Nanxue's left palm and covered her entire body. With a crackling sound, her black clothes were torn into pieces and the three of them retreated.
Mo Yandao's eyes darkened. The broad saber stabbed into Chu Nanxue, but it was blocked by the purple lightning. The purple lightning traveled to Mo Yandao's arm and his entire body. The broad saber in Mo Yandao's hand fell.
Mo Yandao trembled and jumped up. His white clothes were torn, revealing his bare upper body. His muscles were firm, like a copper body. Even if a bull bumped into him, he would not have any reaction. An ordinary disciple would be fine even if they were beaten a hundred times. The other party's fist might even bleed.
The purple lightning on Chu Nanxue's body disappeared and her wounds healed. Chu Nanxue gripped her iron sword tightly. The two of them retreated and stared at the two of them. She raised her iron sword, and the two of them had fear in their eyes.
Chu Nanxue slashed at Shen Chang. Shen Chang, who had reached the third level of Dao Initiation Realm, was different. He quickly reacted and appeared behind Chu Nanxue.
No one could see how Chu Nanxue had managed to get behind Shen Chang. She had already arrived behind him, and the iron sword had pierced into his body, pulled out, stabbed in again, and pulled out again.
Ye Feng chopped off Chu Nanxue's head, and she disappeared without a trace. He couldn't get entangled with them. If he did, he would definitely die. It would be difficult for him to defeat any of them in a one-on-one battle.
Zidian had healed his external injuries but not his internal injuries. He had used up all the Power of Entering the Dao in his dantian and his zhenqi when he fought them to the death just now.
He ran to the west and ran to a big river. There was a dilapidated temple facing south along the river. A few broken Buddha heads patted the dust off the praying mat and sat cross-legged to heal with zhenqi. The zhenqi circulated through the meridians in his body. After walking ten rounds, his injuries were slightly lighter. He did not know when, but his injuries were too deep.
His mind sank, and he fell asleep with his head on the broken Buddha head. Many golden lights floated in the air like stars, and some black words flashed in the light,'Healing can only be done with medicine.'
" Oh." Saliva flowed from the corner of Chu Nanxue's mouth onto the dusty broken Buddha's head.
Chu Nanxue opened her eyes and saw two fist-sized black birds staring at her from the temple beam.
The morning air was fresh and there was no sun.
Chu Nanxue moved to the entrance of the temple. The river was clear and there was no one around. Shen Chang, Ye Feng, and Mo Yandao did not chase after her.
After being stabbed by Shen Chang so many times, she did not know if he was dead or not. She hoped that he was not dead and that he would be crippled like Chu Yuan. She hated herself and could not do anything to herself. If he died, it would no longer be a matter between them. If it escalated to family hatred, the clansmen would suffer.
Although the Shen family was only a second-rate family in Shouyang Town, if they really went against the Chu family, they would be hurt. The Chu family, which was already in decline, would definitely be unable to recover and would never have a chance to turn things around.
The Ye Clan and the Mo Clan were first-rate clans. How could their father spare the person who injured their precious son?
He was hungry and moved into another broken house. There were three steamed buns on a white plate.
Chu Nanxue couldn't get up, so she crawled very quickly. She took a big bite of one and finished it, then another, preparing to eat the third.
"Brother, I'm hungry." A very small voice was heard.
Chu Nanxue stopped and let out a few loud burps. Behind her, there was a pair of big black eyes in the pile of straw. It had a dirty face and messy hair. It was dressed in grey patched clothes and was barefooted with scars on its feet.
The little girl stood up with the straw on her head. She was about 1.2 meters tall and her face was yellow and skinny. It was obvious that she had not eaten for a long time. It was quite strange. She had been here all this time. Why didn't she eat the steamed buns?
He immediately understood. His body shrank and he looked around vigilantly. He only cared about eating and didn't notice that the steamed bun was hot. This steamed bun had just been offered by someone. In front of the steamed bun was a white statue of a smiling Buddha head. He didn't know what kind of Buddha head it was, but it was quite kind.
Did the consecrator just leave?
No one came.
The little girl swallowed her saliva and walked over. She wiped her dirty hands on her patched gray clothes.
Chu Nanxue's nose felt a little sour. Compared to her, her life was much better, and so was Qin Jimei.
Chu Nanxue passed the snow-white steamed bun to the little girl. The little girl took it and ate it in big mouthfuls, her face flushed red.
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