Chapter 735

Early in the morning, there were dozens of corpses on the ground, including Qingfeng gate and Luosheng gate.

People knew that something extraordinary had happened last night.

However, such scenes are common in the green front gate, but they are only ordinary things.

It soon subsided.

A bird singing came from the back mountain, and a carrier pigeon landed on Xiao Menghan's shoulder.

Nie Qianwen was suspicious, "there is a small bamboo tube at the foot of the pigeon."

"What's in it? Open it and have a look." Qin Yan said.

The three women have been getting along these days. They are very familiar with each other and are commensurate with each other as sisters.

However, they are also very confused. The tianwu world has always spread books with flying eagles. After all, eagles have to be high, they are not easy to be shot down by martial artists, and the news is easy to spread.

This is the unreliable person who uses pigeons to convey information.

Xiao Menghan opened the bamboo tube and then took out a small note from it.

"Brother in law, my life is over. Come and save me."

Conclusion: Murong Qiqi.

After looking at the handwriting, it was really Qiqi's handwriting. Next to the conclusion, he drew a big flower face and a dying look.

Xiao Menghan couldn't laugh or cry.

Qin Yan frowned slightly, "sister Menghan, is this someone else's distress letter? Why are you laughing? "

Xiao Menghan said with a smile, "this is one of the seven sisters I told you."

"77 is straightforward and courageous by nature. Others will encounter danger. She certainly won't. the person who can make her suffer has not been born yet."

Only a strange girl like her can think of using carrier pigeons to deliver books.

"Do you see the faces below? When you are in danger, where will you have time to talk about the faces?"

The second daughter nodded when she thought about it.

Xiao Menghan found situ Mo and told him the news of his letter from July 7th.

Situ Mo just looked at it and thought through everything. "Qiqi should know that I'm at Qingfeng gate from Chen Mo mo."

Xiao Menghan laughed and turned the note back. "Look at the back, there's a map. People are more careful. I'm afraid you can't find Tianxiang gate."

"Even the map of Tianxiang gate has been drawn for you."

Situ Mo smiled helplessly, "it seems that Qiqi is doing well in Tianxiang gate."

Xiao Menghan nodded and complained, "I should have been a saint, but now I have become the most useless one."

Situ Mo pinched her little Qiong nose, "who said, if you want to be a saint, I Qingfeng gate can set up a saint today."

Xiao Menghan groaned and blushed slightly. She was a little embarrassed to mention it in front of the other two women, but situ Mo was sincere to her.

Also deeply satisfied.

"Forget it, who wants to be the saint of your sect."

Situ Mo was speechless. Nie Qianwen took Xiao Menghan's small hand and said, "sister Menghan, saints are unique. Situ Mo wants to establish saints so casually."

"I feel that there will be many saints of qingfengmen in the future."

Xiao Menghan was so angry that he pinched the soft inside of situ Mo's waist, "is that so?"

"Of course not." Situ Mo couldn't laugh or cry.

"Menghan, you have to believe that you are the happiest woman in the world. Some women just don't love men, so they like to destroy the relationship between others."

"What, no man loves you. You fart, situ mo. all the men chasing this girl have gone from Nanchuan to Beimo."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's to the north desert. Unfortunately, you don't have a man to go now."

Originally, situ Mo said that she would not provoke Nie Qianwen again, but this woman always found something for herself. She couldn't fight. Can't she say a word.

You have no man to love, no man to want, Nie Qianwen almost blew up.

He immediately pulled out the green sword and wanted to compete with situ mo.

Qin Yan giggled, "Oh, brother situ, sister Qianwen, stop making trouble."

"Who makes trouble with him? Someone is a big man and a martial saint. What's the ability to bully a weak woman?" The words were all for this. Both women were white. Situ Mo glanced at them.

Situ Mo gently stroked his forehead. Sure enough, the woman helped the woman.

Nie Qianwen sold miserably and had an effect. The three shared a common hatred. Situ Mo no longer said one more word to Nie Qianwen.

Situ Mo took the note written by Murong Qiqi, "Menghan, do you think Qiqi really met something and need me to help her."

"Probably not."

"I can go to Zhongzhou for three days at most. The address of Tianxiang gate is also on the map. I'll have a look."

Some things are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

Xiao Menghan nodded when he heard situ Mo speak so seriously.

"I also want to see it, or let's go together."

Situ Mo glanced at Xiao Menghan, and then looked at Nie Qianwen. He thought, I'll take you. Nie Qianwen's follower must follow up.

Don't expect a good life then.

"Cough, Menghan, forget it. Now there are more and more people in Qingfeng sect. Yan'er can't help herself. Stay and help her."

"I'll go and get back."

Xiao Menghan thought for a moment, "OK."

"After I left, the twelve panic sword array was controlled by the three of you. Even if the martial Saint came, with the strength of the three of you working together with thousands of disciples."

"If we urge the sword array together, it shouldn't be a problem to resist a master in the middle of wusheng."

After arranging everything, situ Mo rushed to the sky and rushed to Zhongzhou.

That is, shortly after situ Mo left, a black light rushed into the sky at the edge of Nanchuan.

If it were not on the edge of Nanchuan, I'm afraid many people would see it.

The light scattered the clouds above the sky. Each light seemed to announce death. It was cold and piercing without any heat.

That direction is the direction of Nanchuan ghost sea school.

The spirit mountain occupied by the ghost sea sect is now full of aura, and the black light is emitted by those auras.

It's like ghosts and gods coming to the world.

The people of Guihai sect have been frightened for a long time.

Qin Xuan's hands trembled, "wusheng... Wusheng's power can be so strong."

Affecting the sky, there are black light and dark clouds within three kilometers.

The next second, there was a whirlpool in the sky, as if to suck all the void in.

What a power it is.

Human power shakes the world.

At the bottom of the vortex, an old man was full of Qi and blood like a dragon, and his aura was terrible, with thousands of channels.

Jiuli opened his eyes. There seemed to be lightning in his eyes. At a glance, the endless sky came into his eyes.

"The success or failure of attacking the peak of wusheng is in one fell swoop." His wound in the crack of the world has completely healed.

Jiuli takes the bleeding Bodhi, a strong force of Qi and blood, and the whole ghost sea sect is filled with strange fragrance.