The wind soul took advantage of this opportunity to catch a glimpse of both swords.
Stamp your foot on the red line "Master, you are shameless"
The wind and soul spread their hands. "If this is really done, can you blame the enemy for cheating?"
The red line snorted, "If I really started it, I would have split the sword."
The wind soul sighs and thinks that this girl really still doesn’t look like she needs to take some time to set her up well and let her learn from others.
Abrupt his eyes cold light flash expression also serious.
Seeing Master’s sudden humiliation, I couldn’t help shrinking and thinking, "Master is really angry."
Even the red line couldn’t help thinking, "Is it really presumptuous of me not to get angry so easily before Master?"
The two girls still have the scalp pins and needles, but they have already thrown their fairy swords and whispered, "Someone is coming."
There are many figures around, and the hidden mother quickly holds the sword and separates the master from the left.
The wind soul stood with a negative hand, and a sneer slowly flowed out of its mouth.
He already knows who is coming.
Sure enough, an old Chinese man strolled slowly into the forest. It was the wind soul who had seen Yuan living in seclusion in Daozhou.
Now that the red line has clashed with the other party, it not only killed several people, but also almost poisoned herself to death, so the enmity between the two sides is naturally a tacit understanding before the law is resolved.
The wind soul listens to the wind and sees the trouble around. I know that many masters have come. I’m afraid there are still many people who have reached the fairy level
Yuan’s seclusion was very peaceful. He bowed to Feng Soul, Master and Apprentice. Feng Soul looked at him coldly. Although she didn’t know Yuan’s seclusion, she knew that the other side was mostly enemies and naturally did not move.
However, Yin Niang was ashamed to bow her knees when she saw an old man bowing to herself at an early age.
The wind soul stepped in the first two steps, and Yuan lived in seclusion and said face to face, "Is it because the old gentleman brought so many people that he wanted my master and disciples to send their lives here?"
Yuan smiles in seclusion. "Brother Feng talked and laughed. Every time I go out, I like to take some people with me. Brother Feng knows."
Feng Soul frowned. "What did the old gentleman come for this time?"
"I like to talk with people about those things that fight, so let others do it," Yuan said in seclusion. "Brother Feng looks like this, but he thinks there is no room for negotiation between you and me?"
Wind Soul sneered, "When I was in Daozhou, you said that you would give in when you met a few of my disciples, but my eldest brother almost died. What is there to talk about?"
"It was just an accident," Yuan sighed in seclusion. "How can we calculate that Miss Xue has found out that Mrs. Du, the water god of the lake, is old? What’s more, after we recognized Miss Xue, we have endured her again and again, but even killed several of us and ruined an important thing for us. Now Miss Xue is safe, but our dead people can’t resurrect that thing. How can Brother Feng blame us for breaking the contract? "
The wind soul looked at each other in astonishment.
He had come to settle accounts with Yuan in seclusion, but he didn’t expect that he was still here to negotiate. Although the red line clashed with the other party’s Jianhu Lake, it was suspected that the other party suffered more. According to the red line, that thing called Taiji Baoyu is even extremely important to these people. If the other party can bear it, he will not be aggressive.
"Brother Feng doesn’t think the sincerity of the old man’s peace talks is enough?" Yuan retired with a secluded smile and clapped his hands.
Two people bought a big wine urn and put it in front of the wind soul.
There was a man in the urn.
The swordsman holding the purple gauze in the red line trembled faintly, but Yin Niang couldn’t bear to hold her eloquence tightly in her heart and didn’t call it out.
Even the wind soul frowned tightly. He glanced at the red line and whispered, "She, she is Mrs. Wei."
At this time, Mrs. Wei has been cut off. Although the brothers are awake, they can’t make too many sounds when they cry and cry.
Her tongue was also cut off.
I also heard of this cruel technique before the wind soul crossed. According to historical records, when Wu Zetian was the queen, she sent someone to cut off the hands and feet of the original queens Wang and Xiao Shufei and throw them into the urn. The two women just cried for days and nights before they died.
He didn’t expect to see this kind of "human urn" with his own eyes one day.
"This is the woman who almost died of poisoning." Yuan retreated to the distance in seclusion, but the tone was still light and calm. "I will give her to Brother Feng. You can do whatever you want with Miss Xue. I hope the conflict between Miss Xue and us in Jianhu can be written off."
The wind soul glared at each other.
Although Mrs. Wei almost killed the red line, these guys were so cruel to one of their own, which really made him unable to get angry. However, the other party’s words were repeatedly forbearing, and even the reason for making an urn was to let him vent his anger. He didn’t know what to do with the other party at the moment.
He said coldly, "What if I refuse to write it off?"
"I hope that Brother Feng will be considerate and considerate." Yuan sighed in seclusion. "Although Mrs. Wei was wrong, something happened at that time. If it wasn’t for letting Brother Feng Xue hate me, she wouldn’t be treated like this. If we didn’t really reconcile with Brother Feng, it would be another person who was sent here at this moment … Brother Feng can guess who that person is?"
The wind soul sank in my heart.