The whole of Xu Beiyou broke through the wall and came to the street outside the restaurant.

Immediately after the Song Emperor dragged the officials of Song who were already unable to resist, he walked out of the restaurant and calmly said, “Is it gone?”

The terrible atmosphere of the realm of the immortals came to the surface, and only the two realms of Xu Beiyou said that it was shot, and even it was difficult to stand firm, and it was already faltering.

Xu Bei looked at the official of Song, who was strangled by the Song Emperor, and held the back hand behind the sky, and whispered, "I don't want to go."

The Song Emperor said, “The sword of the church is mainly fighting for this little girl.”It's really touching, I don't know how the public Sun Zhongmou knows, how he will feel."

"The Lord will be disappointed."A tidly strangled from the end of the street.

The King Song looked calm and was not surprised by the appearance of this person.Daomen and Jianzong gathered in the city of the giant deer, Daomen has the town of the demon temple of the major deacons, the sword also has the swords of the empty hall of the sword, this person appeared in this place at this time, that is, in the reason, more expected.

When people came to the Song Emperor and stopped when they were three feet away, they were tall and black boots, and they had a huge sword with a half-man height and width behind them, and their faces were not hidden.

He looked at Xu Beiyou and disdainfully said, "She was a dead man, the dead man died, and it is really embarrassing that you ignore yourself for the sake of a dead man."

Then he turned his eyes to Officer Song and hummed, "useless waste."

He closed his eyes and didn’t speak.

He knew the official of Song not long, Qu said that it was only a few days of kung fu, saying that it was too fake, but just now she gave her life to save herself, so that Xu Beiyou immediately left her alone to escape for her life, he did not have this harsh temperament.

When King Song laughed, he would break the throat of the officer.

The tall man held the sword hilt of the giant sword behind him almost at the same time.

In any case, the official of Song is also one of the twelve swords, and if he is allowed to be killed in front of her eyes, neither the other swordsmen nor the suzemaster can say.

The king of Song stopped the movement in his hand, looked at the tall sword master, and then threw the official of Song into the foot of Xu Beiyou and once again drew out the jade ruler.

The tall figure slowly pulled out the giant sword behind it, and the sword was as strong as a tree trunk, straight to the sky.

Although he and Song officials are the sword master of the empty hall of the sword, but the official of Song is the end of the twelve swords, he is the first three of the twelve swords, has crossed the realm of the ghosts and become a real person, the real realm of human beings and immortals.

Next will be a battle between the gate and the sword.

However, Xu North did not pay attention to this dispute.

He sat on the ground, put the lost and inexplicable sword behind himself, and then gently held the official of Song in his arms, but as soon as he moved, the official of Song vomited a mouthful of blood, just spat it on the chest of Xu Beiyou, and the thorny scarlet was shocking.

The face of the official Song has been like white paper, and even the seven tips have begun to bleed, exhale more and more, inhalation is less and less, breathing more and more heavy.

Daomen's orthodox practice system is divided into three major Dantian, Lower Dantian is the gas sea, Zhongdantian is the gas province, the upper Dantian is the purple house, the back center and the chest position is the fate of the gas, the Song officials were hit by the Song Emperor's heart, the gas station gas plane is scattered and retrograde, intrusion meridian, if she is a fairy realm, there is no big problem, but at most.But the reason why she can become a ghostly realm at this age is because she cultivates the fast-successful method of not cultivating her body, and without physical support, this loose gas machine has become a charm of life.

This is also the biggest difference between her and Xu Beiyou, Xu North tour step by step, physique, repair, sword road go hand in hand, although there are concerns of the green people, but before this will never happen.

Xu Bei looked at the woman with a thin breath of paper in her arms, helpless, and all she could do was silently reach out and wipe out more and more blood on her face.

Snow white and bright red, the two colors are intertwined, especially shocking.

Xu Beiyou deeply felt at this moment that the world of the monks, in addition to the seemingly dashing ease, there is more cruel than the world.

This is a weak predatory world.

The official of Song, who lay in Xu's northern tour, reluctantly opened his eyes and said, "Life and death, I don't have such a good qualification as a son, I can only be an inorganic dead person, although I never want to die, but this is life."

At this time, she finally no longer called herself a slave, but called myself a slave.

As Xu Beiyou said, it is not easy to be a man with a high head and a high chest between this world.

Xu Beiyou reluctantly squeezed out a smiley face, "Saying nonsense, our saber-song disciples never believe in life."

The official of Song gasps twice, only felt heart-wrenching, almost unable to speak.

Xu Beiyou said softly, "It's okay, Master must have a way, I'll go and ask him."

The official Song shook his head and said intermittently: "The main preparation ... the battle with the lord of the town's temple will not matter these... little things, and then ... said that my life is also hard ... may not die, that is, ... it is a little painful."

Xu Beiyou said, “People’s lives are a small thing, so what is a big thing?”Is it important to fall down?”

The beautiful face of the official Song was constantly distorted because of the severe pain, but his eyes were red, "Dun, I also... I don't want to die."

Xu Beiyou slowly got up with her and said calmly, “No.”

The official Song official leaned on Xu Beiyou's chest, slowly closed his eyes, stopped talking, breathing was smaller, and his breath was weakening.

Xu Beiyou looked at the woman in her arms, just in the fierce battle just now, the silk scarf of the shackles fell off, full of hair and hair scattered down, blocking the cheeks on both sides, more and more small jasper, so now she is more and more poor.

He held her slowly, away from this battlefield, and at the same time whispered in her ear: "You say that Luoyang's peony is extremely beautiful, as long as we do not die in this giant deer city, I will take you to Yuzhou, to see the Buddha Temple in Luoyang, to see the grottoes of Luoyang, and then to see the peony of Luoyang, okay?"

The officer in his arms did not answer.

The North laughed miserably.

An old man appeared out of thin air not far from Xu Beiyou, plainly: "You from the response of the Dragon Gate Inn to kill twelve wolf thieves, everything is quiet, but because a small woman is in a state of confusion, it is not."

Xu Beiyou turned to look at the old man, slowly fell to his knees, and said in a deep voice, "Please Master save her life."

Gong Sun Zhongmou shot, a gas machine into the body of the official of Song, slowly said: "Send her to the south of the city's Xuanshui Pavilion, seven days later to go, if you are still alive, then she will be your leader, if you die, you will find a feng shui treasure buried her, is the master's servant."

Xu Beiyou calmly umously, holding the official Song to the south.

After the appearance of Gong Sun Zhongmou, the Song Emperor did not hesitate and immediately retreated.

There are lessons from the former car of the wheel king, and other great deacons in the town hall have to be cautious in the face of Gongsun Zhongmou.

The great sword master came to the great-grandson, and knelt down on one knee, "See the patriarch."

The granddaughter waved.

The sword-bearer got up and retreated.

Gong Sun Zhongmou stood with his hands on the empty street and whispered: "Ok, how many of you twelve swords can take Xu's north tour?""

A voice sounded out of thin air, hoarse and vicissitudes, "returning to the suzebra, from the red clow below, only four people are willing to worship the young master."

Grandpa smiled, “Four people?”It's a little less."

The Imperial A, hidden in the dark, replied calmly, "I and the esthetic of the Lord's command are from."

Gong Sun Zhongmou calmly said, "If one day, I will be gone, you will take him to Han Xuan, and wait until he has set foot in the realm of the immortals, and then hand over the sword to his hand."