"Meng Qi." Sikong Xing's voice could be heard even before she arrived.
Meng Qi turned around and saw the young girl in red like a swallow returning to the forest. She made a turn in the air and landed lightly beside her. "Meng Qiqi!"
Sikong Xing gave her a big hug. "I've finally found you!"
"Xingxing." Meng Qi patted her back and looked at Chu Tianfeng beside her. "You guys …"
Without waiting for her to finish, Si Kongxing had already started to explain, "When the war started, we were sent to the city. They thought Chu Tianfeng and I were your friends, so they told us to retreat to the innermost part of the city to guard the mayor's mansion. "
"Yes."
Sikong Xing followed behind her. As she shuttled through the battlefield, she continued, "Chu Tianfeng and I wanted to try and see if we could destroy the magic array around the mayor's mansion."
"It's said that the magic array is very powerful. Once it's activated, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and sword qi will appear." At this point, Sikong Xing's expression fell. "But we tried several methods, but we couldn't do anything to it."
Meng Qi smiled at Sikong Xing. "If it could be destroyed, they probably wouldn't have sent you to guard the mayor's mansion."
"Sigh …" Sikong Xing sighed deeply. "That's right."
She continued, "Some of the people who stayed in the inner city were transferred to the city wall. But there was still no one to command Chu Tianfeng and I. We waited for a while. Seeing that no one cared about us, and the noise here was getting louder and louder, we came to find them. "
As Si Kongxing spoke, he raised his eyes and looked around. He was somewhat at a loss. "Meng Qiqi, what exactly happened here?"
She asked, "Why do I feel like … they're in a mess?"
She paused for a moment before continuing, "We bumped into Li Che just now. He roughly explained the situation here and even said that he was saving people with you. I was thinking how messy it could be, but this is really … a mess! "
Meng Qi smiled.
"Meng Qi." Sikong Xing remembered and said, "By the way, Li Che also said that we didn't hear the sound of the Thousand Emperors Bell at all."
She turned to look at Chu Tianfeng. "Isn't that right?"
"Yes." Chu Tianfeng nodded. his deep gaze fell on Meng Qi's face. After a while, he said, "We didn't hear anything."
"Let's not talk about this." Meng Qi said, "We don't know what's going on right now. Since you're here, let's help."
"Okay!" Sikong Xing agreed without hesitation. "We'll split into two groups. I'll go with Meng Qi. Chu Tianfeng, you go with Qiao Ran …"
"No!" Qiao Ran flatly refused again. "I have to go with Shimei."
Meng Qi: "…"
Chu Tianfeng: "…"
"Okay, okay." Sikong Xing didn't insist. "Then the four of us will go together."
With the help of Sikong Xing and Chu Tianfeng, Meng Qi and the others moved faster and faster.
After a while, they sent the two injured cultivators back to the city wall.
Li Che, Chen Yu, Meng Qi, the three medical cultivators, and Sikong Xing helped.
They moved faster and faster and became more familiar with the situation.
Occasionally, Meng Qi, Li Che, and the others would argue about how the cultivators were injured and how to treat them. Most of the time, they were very harmonious.
Xiaoshu Ting app
As more and more medical cultivators were treated, these medical cultivators soon joined Meng Qi's team.
In addition, some of the less seriously injured cultivators and sword cultivators also began to help them treat the injured after they recovered.
In less than two hours, Meng Qi's team had seventeen or eighteen people.
Among them, there were five medical cultivators.
"Phew –" Li Che finished treating a sword cultivator's wound and stood up to move his body.
He looked around and saw Meng Qi was treating someone. "Meng Qi."
Li Che saw the stone in Meng Qi's hand that was shining with starlight and went over curiously. "This is …"
"Stardust Stone." Meng Qi said casually.
The stardust stone in her hand was very small, about the size of a pigeon's egg. On the dark blue stone, specks of starlight twinkled, making it look like the night sky.
However, as soon as she said the word stardust stone, several curious and passionate gazes shot over.
"Stardust Stone?" A spell cultivator also came over and curiously looked at Meng Qi's hand.
She was currently placing the stone on the chest of an injured xiuzhe. Silver medicinal energy revolved around the stardust stone. Then, along with the specks of starlight on the stardust stone, it completely surrounded the body of the xiuzhe.
"I heard that if you have the help of a stardust stone when you are cultivating, your speed will increase a lot. Is that true? "That spell cultivator asked innocently.
As soon as the spell cultivator said this, more passionate gazes looked over.
Meng Qi didn't answer, but Li Che looked at that person.
His expression changed slightly and his eyes flashed.
After these people were healed, the blood in their eyes gradually faded. After helping them treat other injured people, the blood became even lighter.
However, in that spell cultivator's eyes, a new blood color spread out.
It was like a tide.
At first, it only appeared at the edge of the spell cultivator's eyes, then it gradually invaded the center of his eyes.
"You …" Li Che's eyes widened as he watched the color of blood slowly fill the eyes of the spell cultivator once again, occupying the most important part of his eyes.
"You are …" He exclaimed and reminded Meng Qi. "Meng Qi, look at him!"
Meng Qi turned her head and glanced at that spell cultivator. Coincidentally, the other party was also looking at her. His eyes were filled with blood, and even his gaze seemed to have become exceptionally evil.
He didn't seem to be aware of it. He chuckled and said, "What's wrong with me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sharp sound of a sword rang out in the air. A thin and narrow sword suddenly stabbed horizontally between the two people.
Qiao Ran stood behind the two people and looked coldly at that spell cultivator. His eyes flashed faintly. "Stay away from my junior apprentice-sister."
"Haha." The spell cultivator chuckled and slowly retreated.
He obviously knew Qiao Ran. He even said, "Daoist Qiao, you misunderstood. I was just curious."
The spell cultivator suddenly raised his voice. "After all, the star … oh …"
He couldn't even say the last two words of "Stardust Stone" as Qiao Ran's sword had already slashed across his mouth. The spell cultivator didn't expect this Broken Space Sect disciple to act so decisively and without hesitation.
He covered his mouth and bent down in a rather pathetic state. Blood seeped out from between his fingers and dripped down.
Qiao Ran's sword didn't injure him badly, but it looked rather terrifying.
Sikong Xing wasn't far to begin with. She immediately dashed over and stood between Meng Qi and the spell cultivator.
She raised her hand and a black wave of water soared into the sky. It wrapped around Meng Qi and herself, completely separating the spell cultivator.
"White-eyed wolf!" Sikong Xing spat and reprimanded loudly. "Meng Qi just saved you. You ungrateful, white-eyed wolf."
The spell cultivator was still covering his mouth. Blood was still dripping from between his fingers. It seemed that Qiao Ran's sword made him suffer.
He bent his body and didn't refute Sikong Xing. He just covered his mouth like that, as if he was in so much pain that he couldn't even straighten his back.
"Hmph." Sikong Xing still firmly stood in front of Meng Qi.
Meng Qi was still half-kneeling on the ground. He stared unblinkingly at the injured xiuzhe in front of him. The stardust stone flashed. The silver medicinal energy was gradually absorbed by the xiuzhe and became less and less.
Her expression was focused, as if she didn't notice what was happening around her at all.
"Meng Qi." Sikong Xing stared at the spell cultivator a few more times. She saw that he was still bending his body and covering his mouth. She didn't know if he was embarrassed or in pain. He didn't move for a long time.
She took a step closer to Meng Qi. Her gaze also turned to her.
Qiao Ran glanced indifferently at the spell cultivator. With a wave of his hand, his lifebond sword returned to his side.
He recognized the spell cultivator. The other's cultivation wasn't weak.
Of course, none of the xiuzhe who could enter this Little Ten Extremes Mountain were weak.
Qiao Ran knew that his sword strike just now wasn't heavy. It was more of a warning. Maybe the other felt embarrassed. After all, Meng Qi and the others had just saved him, and now they were coveting his treasures.
Also, his mouth was injured by his sword.
He didn't look at the spell cultivator anymore. His gaze once again returned to Meng Qi.
"He … … be careful!" Just at this time, Li Che, who was still staring at that person, suddenly shouted.
Accompanying his voice was a ray of light that suddenly lit up in the spell cultivator's hand.
He suddenly straightened his body. His five fingers spread open. The light in his hand shone brightly. A light green net of light rushed towards Meng Qi's arm.
At this moment, most of the people were too far away.
Sikong Xing and Qiao Ran's attention had just turned away. This was the moment when they were the most relaxed.
The light green net of light was too fast. However, people could still see that the net of light was woven with thin threads that were as thin as a cow's hair. However, they flickered with a sharp light.
If these thin threads touched the body of a xiuzhe, even the strongest person would be cut open.
Meng Qi was still half kneeling on the ground. She was completely focused on the injured person on the ground.
She didn't seem to notice that such a sharp net of light was attacking her at this moment.
Moreover, she was a medical practitioner. Even if she noticed it, she probably wouldn't be able to avoid it.
However, at this time, with a clang, a long sword that was even faster than Qiao Ran's sword flew towards Meng Qi from behind.
The light green net of light was already very fast. However, the long sword was even faster.
The tip of the sword quickly and continuously tapped on the light green net of light. Every time the tip of the sword touched the light net, it would make a dull sound. It was as if the sharp sword had struck on some broken cotton wool.
Qiao Ran seemed to come back to his senses. His eyes were brighter than the sword's light. "Seventeen times!"
He was saying. In the blink of an eye, the sword had struck out seventeen times.
This wasn't the end. The moment the seventeenth sword struck the center of the light green net of light, the sword's body shone brightly. The sword's light gushed out, as if it had turned into the brightest star.
Then, that star, with an insufferably majestic aura, slashed towards the light green net of light.
With a ripping sound, the light green net was completely torn apart and split into two halves.
The sword's power didn't stop there. The sword's light soared into the sky and attacked the magic practitioner's natal talisman from afar.
The surrounding xiuzhe were all shocked by the sword.
They were all the outstanding middle-aged practitioners of the younger generation of the ten great sects of the Three Thousand Worlds and Four Realms. Everything they had seen and heard was extraordinary.
There were also many sword cultivation sects here.
However, none of the sword cultivation sect's disciples dared to stand out and say that they could fight with the owner of this long sword.
"Ah —" Following the long scream of the magic practitioner, the natal talisman in his hand also split into two halves.
With one sword strike, it easily destroyed another person's natal talisman. Moreover, it was very likely that it was the natal talisman of a practitioner of the same level.
Perhaps, such a powerful sword strike only belonged to one person.
Everyone's gaze turned towards the direction where the sword came from.
A young man dressed in white slowly walked behind Meng Qi.
The long sword that was shining brilliantly like a star just now flew back to its owner's side. The sword's hilt slightly drooped and obediently rubbed against his shoulder. Then, it floated in the air motionlessly.
"Big Brother Pei!" Sikong Xing's eyes lit up as he greeted the newcomer.
"It's him!"
"It really is him."
"I knew it. Only he could have such a sword strike."
… …
The practitioners who were watching this sword strike were also discussing in low voices.
They were looking at the white robed man, Pei Mufeng, the number one of the younger generation of sword xiu in the Eastern Lands.
There were even a few people who knew Qiao Ran. Their gazes secretly moved back and forth between him and Pei Mufeng.
They just didn't know which of these two was the number one of the younger generation sword xiu in the Three Thousand Worlds.
Only now did Meng Qi slowly exhale and stand up.
The light on the pigeon egg-sized stardust stone had dimmed a lot. She put it back into her storage bag.
"You're here." Meng Qi turned and smiled slightly at the white robed man.
"Yes." Sikong Xing also put away the black waves. Pei Mufeng walked to the two people. "I saw Senior Ling go to the valley over there, so I followed him to take a look."
"How was it?" Meng Qi's expression became serious as he asked.
"It was blocked." Pei Mufeng said. "There was a very strange force that blocked me outside the valley. I couldn't see what was happening inside. I waited there for two hours. Senior Ling still hadn't come out, so I came to find you. "
"Meng Qi." Li Che interrupted. "Come and take a look at this person."
As he spoke, he hurriedly ran to the spell xiu who was lying on the ground.
The spell xiu was already injured. Now, Pei Mufeng directly destroyed his natal magic weapon. Moreover, the power of that sword was too shocking. Other than his natal magic weapon, he was also injured by that sword.
At this moment, he was lying on the ground powerlessly. His back was arched, and there were spots of blood on his face and chest. He looked like a cooked prawn. He looked extremely miserable.
The natal magic weapon that was cut in half by Pei Mufeng's sword fell beside him. It had already lost its previous light. It looked as dim as its owner.
"Meng Qi." Li Che half-knelt and turned the spell xiu over. "Come and look at his eyes."
As he spoke, he was also angry that this person was greedy for Meng Qi's stardust stone. He unceremoniously opened the spell xiu's eyes.
The spell xiu's body twitched, but he did not have the strength to resist.
Li Che completely subconsciously stuffed a Yang recovery pill into the spell xiu's mouth. He said, "After he saw your stardust stone, the blood-red glow in his eyes appeared again."
He paused and moved aside slightly to let Meng Qi and the others see the spell xiu's eyes clearly.
After waiting for a moment, Li Che raised his head and looked at Meng Qi. "If the blood-red glow was caused by the stardust stone, we all saw it. Why did the blood-red glow in his eyes appear again?"
He seemed to be answering this question, but also seemed to be talking to himself. "Because, he was greedy for your things."
Li Che paused again and repeated, "Because, he was greedy for other people's things. He wanted to take other people's things for himself. He had a new desire. "
He looked at Meng Qi's eyes and said, "So, there was a blood-red glow in his eyes again."
"Just now …" Meng Qi's tone was firm. "The Thousand Emperors Bell did not ring."
"So …" Li Che followed her words and said, "The blood-red glow was not caused by the Thousand Emperors Bell."
He raised his head and looked at the sky.
Meng Qi was also like him. He stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the sky.
Greed, blood-red glow, gradually losing control, unwillingness, desire, and desire in the depths of her heart … These thoughts flashed through her mind quickly.
Falling heart wood, falling heart wood …
This thing could make people hallucinate. It could make people see what they wanted to see the most, and it could also turn people into puppets.
But it was not enough. The blood-red glow in her eyes, and the voice full of killing and hatred that had also sounded in her heart just now.
At this time, several medical cultivators gathered around Meng Qi and Li Che.
They had been helping for a while and roughly knew what had happened here. They had even heard Meng Qi mention the falling heart wood.
The medical cultivators were all deep in thought.
Sikong Xing, Qiao Ran, and the others looked at each other. They could fight as attackers. But at this time, he really couldn't help at all.
Li Che was deep in thought while he treated the medical cultivator's injuries in a daze.
He did it completely subconsciously, as if he could not control his hands at all.
The medical cultivator was still lying on the ground, breathing heavily.
Qiao Ran learned from his mistake. He stopped his natal sword in front of Meng Qi and took a step forward to stand closer to her.
If there was any movement, his longsword would explode and hurt people.
He promised that this time, his sword would not be slower than Pei Mufeng's.
He would never lose to him!
Qiao Ran thought as he glanced at Pei Mufeng.
The white-robed man looked gentle and handsome. His eyes were as clear as mountain spring water and as bright as stars. When his sword was not in his hand, he was the most elegant and noble young master in the world.
Of course, when his sword was in his hand, he was one of the strongest and sharpest swords in the Three Thousand Worlds.
His magnificence was unparalleled.
Not only would he not lose to him in terms of sword, but he would also not lose to him in terms of appearance.
Qiao Ran silently added another sentence in his heart.
At this time, Meng Qi lowered her head and glanced at Qiao Ran.
Suddenly, her eyes flashed, and she almost jumped to Qiao Ran's side.
"Fellow Daoist Qiao!" Meng Qi's tone suddenly became fervent. "What were you thinking about just now?"
She even reached out and held Qiao Ran's wrist tightly. Her gaze was even more fervent than her tone!
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