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Four hundred and seventieth chapters prestige before the camp (five)

The moon flows quietly, the sky is full of frost and mist, and the hazy halo like mercury spreads over the ground covers the canyon in the distance, making it gray and black, spreading the leisure and leisure of the whole place.

The clear voice came from this picturesque mountain scenery, which not only did not destroy its beautiful and comfortable artistic conception, but instead added three points of vividness.

Several birds flew over the canyon and turned into black silhouettes. Just as everyone was staring at curiously and neatly, two figures suddenly flew out from behind the canyon and crossed the middle.

Just like transitioning from black and white to color, they are from far to near, and finally appear under the moonlight.

A man and a woman are all under twenty years old.

The boy was wearing only a very simple white cloth dress, his hair was tied into a bun, and his head was covered with a white cloth scarf. His hair was hanging behind his head, but there were fluttering hairs on his forehead blew with the night wind.

The pair of lacquer stars had deep and vivid eyes. In the middle of the lower part was a straight nose bridge like a mountain, and the outline of the face was like jade. Perhaps it had not been taken care of for a long time, his chin and cheeks were covered with sparse beards, and his whole body looked dusty.

However, this messy fallen bun not only did not conceal the handsome and beautiful young man, but instead made him look a little wild and sexual. He felt like a flying dragon, freely and rebellious.

The girl beside the boy had a fluttering red gauze, her black hair drooped to her waist, and under the constraints of the belt, she showed an amazing body proportion. Her figure was as delicate as a bud, and her curves were as delicate as two treasure gourds. Her egg-shaped face was almost weird, and her every frown and cluster was touching.

This young man and woman came together from the moon, like a golden boy and a jade girl exiled from the sky, making the beautiful mountain scenery behind her look dull.

"It's them!"

"Zhuo Mufeng, Wu Yuanyuan!"

After a brief shock, there were a series of screams of surprises in front of the camp.

The bell on Gui Donghan's wrist made a crisp sound, Chu Liuyu held the hilt of the sword around his waist, Ling Luoyang's pair of beautiful eyes shining, and iron clouds, Miao Xiangjun, cypress boat, yellow lotus, dragon roaring rain...

All the heroes of all sects who had entered the Shengwu Mountain to participate in the Battle of the True Qi Realm were all excited. I never expected that the man and woman who had been missing for several months would reappear at this moment.

This is the first time that more people have seen Zhuo Mufeng and Wu Yuanyuan. The moonlight is just right and the mountain scenery is good. They can't help but be taken away by their style.

One is a new genius in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, even praised by the Holy Martial Alliance, claiming to be once in a few hundred years. The other is a fairy among girls, who has spread throughout the world in the name of ten beauties early on.

They each represent the ultimate among the peers of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Even the heads of various sects have to admit that these two people are indeed hard to find in the world, and they are even more famous when they meet.

The most excited and excited part of the audience was naturally the Sanjiang League.

"Miss, Mu Feng!"

Meng Jiuxiao's eyes were straight and his mind was buzzing. Looking at the man and woman who walked through the moon, the endless guilt and worry that had troubled him for several months turned into a keen cry in his throat. The dignified God of Meng actually turned red at this time and almost burst into tears.

"It's them, my husband, look, Yuan Yatou and Mu Feng are not dead..."

The slender hand grabbed Wu Guanting's arm with force. Because of excessive force, the thin veins on the back of her thin hand were bursting out. Miao Qingcheng cried and laughed, and could no longer maintain the posture of a noble lady. But she didn't care. As long as her baby daughter and adopted son returned safely, what did others' opinions have to do with her?

Although his arm was sore that his arms were pulled, Wu Guanting did not get rid of it, nor did he remind his wife. He understood his wife's feelings more than anyone else. Because in the past few months, he was also worried and scared every day, but because of his identity, he could not express his fear in his heart.

Now I finally felt relieved. Wu Guanting, who breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly felt that even if the Sanjiang League was made difficult by the four factions next time, it would be no big deal. As long as the person he cared about was still there, what kind of storm and danger were he afraid of?

"Hahaha, the eldest lady and the eldest master are back!"

"God bless me, Sanjiang League!"

The masters of the Sanjiang League either whistled to the sky or laughed endlessly. Everyone knew what the leader and his wife were concerned about. Now that the two returned, the Sanjiang League finally became complete.

"Zhuo Mufeng, this bastard is not dead yet?"

How ugly is Jie Hui's old face? He just regrets that he failed to find the other party in advance, otherwise he would avenge his grandson. Now in full view of everyone... Wait, if you can't do it yourself, it doesn't mean others can't do it.

Perhaps it was because of the deep hatred in his heart that Jie Hui's reaction was faster than ever. Before many people realized what was going on, they used the technique of transmitting the voice to enter the secret and ordered a few words to a disciple standing outside.

The disciple's eyes flashed, and hesitated to look at Zhuo Mufeng and the others.

"As long as you do it beautifully, you can pass on the Dark Night Dharma to you in advance." Jie Hui sent a message anxiously, and saw that Meng Jiuxiao had rushed over, he immediately used his light skills and stopped him.

"Old Ghost, get out of here!"

The feeling of losing and regaining made Meng Jiuxiao pay great attention to the safety of Zhuo Mufeng and the others, and immediately met them. Jianjiehui stopped him, and while shouting loudly, he pulled out the golden-topped Zaoyang spear on his back and waved it forward.

The violent green energy came over the face and blew everywhere. Jie Hui was shocked, but unexpectedly, Meng Jiuxiao used all his strength as soon as he came up.

But when I remembered the scene of my grandson dying in my arms, the old ghost gritted his teeth and met with a pair of fleshy palms. At the same time, he used his peerless light skills to deal with each other, but he just refused to let Meng Jiuxiao pick up Zhuo Mufeng and the others.

The fierce battle here seemed like a fuse. Min Huaixiang, one of the four envoys, and Zhan Bai, the most powerful martial arts master among the ten hall masters, rushed out at the same time.

"Leave!"

There are experts from the Dark Night Villa to greet each other. The two sides fought each other. With one move, they shook the void and exploded. The terrifying energy was like a small whirlwind, blowing the stones on the ground and were immediately crushed.

"Is there no one in Sanjiang League to bully me?"

He Dingbang, Yu Tianci, Luo Siji, Wu Kang, Yin Xiangfeng and other five hall masters present were also furious and all rushed forward.

The master of the Dark Night Villa opposite sneered, and every time the master came forward to stop him. For a moment, the colorful internal force exploded to turn the black cloud into silk ribbons, but in a flash, the silk ribbons gathered into black clouds again, wrapping the colorful internal force.

Both sides fired true fire from the beginning, like waves rising and falling, and the rumbling explosion shocked many people nearby with eardrums. In order to protect their disciples, various factions had to retreat again and again, leaving the field to both sides.

Even Wu Guanting, who had always been calm, had a fight with Yue Chao.

The movements created by these two leaders were greater than any battle group. The silver light was mixed with a trace of black mist, like ink soaking mercury. The void that was dozens of feet in radius was affected, and the air waves of mushrooms were rolled up. Fortunately, the two of them rose more than ten feet, otherwise the camp would be destroyed.

"What are we waiting for?"

Bi Luo sent a message to Feng Yulou and Ouyang Yuan. Seeing the latter two nodded. After a round of patrol, he rushed towards Miao Qingcheng opposite with a grin. With his martial arts, who can do anything to Sanjiang League except Wu Guanting?

In the air, Bi Luo had pulled out the crocodile's double-headed scissors on his waist, used the scissors as a stick, and slashed out a heavy white light and shot at Miao Qingcheng. His speed was extremely fast and his momentum was extraordinary.

He was about to hit the target, but at the critical moment, he was cut in half by a dim yellow sword light. The sword light was not as sharp as an ordinary sword light, but like countless silk, pulling the two halves of the cut light, and cutting it into pieces in an instant.

"Dare to hurt my Miao family, Old Man Bi, you have eaten the courage of the bear heart and leopard." Miao Kongqun appeared in front of Miao Qingcheng, holding a long sword in his hand. Although his body was hunched over, it showed an unparalleled sharpness.

"You think that they are from the Miao family, but they don't take the Miao family seriously. Your Miao family's children were almost beaten to death by her adopted son. Do you have an explanation when you see her?"

Bilo laughed and said loudly on purpose.

Miao Kong was ridiculed in the face of the crowd: "It's a clumsy divorcing, Bi Laoer, who is old enough to live as a dog."

On the other side, Feng Yulou and Ouyang Yuan also rushed up, and the owner of the Flying Arrow Island, Yang Gu, fought against two, and dragged the two of them.

The three masters fought each other in the air and were entangled with Wu Guanting and Yue Chao, so they turned into a five-man battle, stirring up internal forces between the mountain walls and the canyons, and the huge rocks collapsed and made a rustling sound.

The situation became uncontrollable in an instant. Even the masters from the Shenghai Gang, the Sifang Alliance, Miaohua Pavilion, Miaojia and the Flying Arrow Island were about to join the melee. There were also more masters from the four factions trying to rush towards Zhuo Mufeng, but were stopped by the other factions.

All sects can sit in the mountains and watch tiger fights, but as juniors, Zhuo Mufeng and Wu Yuanyuan, if they allow the elders to attack them, wouldn’t it be a joke? Besides, this is the bottom line. If it really breaks, it will cause the Sanjiang League to counterattack wildly, and no one can do it.

Zhuo Mufeng and Wu Yuanyuan were stunned. Why did they make such noises as soon as they appeared? Zhuo Mufeng was even more calm. Seeing that various factions gathered at the Sanjiang League station, he immediately realized something.

"Stop it!"

A angrily shout came from the outskirts of the Black Night Villa. A few young men in black flashed and stopped Zhuo Mufeng and the others. They looked around for a few times, and couldn't help but be attracted by Wu Yuanyuan's peerless charm.

But when you think of Xie Hui's words, you regain your coldness: "You two are suspected of colluding with Tianzha, so you can't surrender quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being polite."

Collusion with Tianzha?

Wu Yuanyuan didn't understand what was going on. After all, she had been under house arrest in the past few months. But Zhuo Mufeng was not a fool. This situation made him guess that Sanjiang League must have encountered some difficulties.

But if the charges are really confirmed, the other factions will not sit idly by. In other words, the Sanjiang League is at most questioned. Seeing the impatient four factions of the Dark Night Villa, 80% of them are the masterminds.

Zhuo Mufeng knew what he wanted to be polite when he saw the blocker wearing black clothes and dressed in a standard disciple of the Dark Night Villa. What else could he be polite? He couldn't help but shout: "Get out!"
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