Lu Zhengqiu’s sudden move alarmed the Tianshui Gang.

Bright Blade’s swordsman was impatient, so he stopped him and couldn’t make a move, so he sternly reprimanded: “This man has done a lot of evil and harmed countless people, shouldn’t he be killed?”

He replied: “Even if it should be killed, it is not now.”

“Hmph, one more day of life for this kind of guy is one day cheaper for him!”

He ignored the other party’s emotions, but said patiently: “I understand your anger, but now the Demon Cult has been lurking in the dark, making us passively attacked everywhere. This captive is our only clue. He is more useful alive than dead .”

Si Yutong, who had been silent from the sidelines, also took a step forward and said, “Master Zhengqiu is right, this person cannot be killed.”

The swordsman’s eyes wandered between the two, and finally lowered the knife in his hand.

Si Yutong gave a grateful look, and continued: “Now my identity has been exposed, the people of Wuxi were killed by the demon sect, and Ah Ming’s son was inexplicably taken away by the demon sect. Our situation is extremely unfavorable, so We must keep this prisoner and try to find out what happened.”

Lu Zhengqiu stopped first, and Si Yutong dissuaded him later. The persistence of the two finally quelled the public anger and gave up the idea of ​​executing Nan Yanqi, but there were still people who were unwilling to come to the captives of the demon sect, insulting them with words, or Spit heavily on him.

Nan Yanqi recovered his life, and curled up on the ground like a worm, enduring everyone’s spurning.

Lu Zhengqiu stared at him all the time, his expression was still surly, with a tricky sneer on his lips, he didn’t care about his situation at all, he just slowly let go of the strength in his body, and fell into a deep sleep.

At the same time, Di Dongqing’s gaze was firmly fixed on Nan Yanqi’s body.

Fang Shiping’s warning still echoes in the young man’s ears, making him instinctively pay attention to the communication between the two.Just now when Nanyan Qining turned to his master, he seemed to be smiling, and there was a bit of gloating and joking in his eyes.It’s a pity that the expression was fleeting and was soon overwhelmed by the anger of the crowd.

How he wished that that momentary look was just an illusion in his heart.

He glanced at Nan Yanqi one last time, then looked away.

The aftertaste of the scuffle finally dissipated, the Tianshui Gang had just lost their leader, and the tired faces of the people were a bit dazed.However, they didn’t dare to take a rest. Except for the comrades who were injured in the battle, the rest formed a team and straightened the raft without stopping.

The people from Wuxi were carried to the shade of the trees at the foot of the mountain. Thirteen people were rescued. Most of them were out of the danger of drowning, and there were no obvious injuries on their bodies, but they were still unconscious for some reason.

Ah Jin was in charge of taking care of them. The young girl rolled up her sleeves, dipped a towel in clean water, and wiped their foreheads over and over again, but these people still showed no sign of waking up.

There was a dazed look on Ajin’s face, just in time to see Di Dongqing approaching, and asked: “Di Shaoxia, what’s going on, they don’t have any heat on their foreheads, and they don’t have any other abnormalities, why can’t they wake up?” ?”

Di Dongqing sighed, shook his head and said, “Probably because of the cool breeze in Fuyao.”

“Fuyao Qingfeng?”

He briefly talked about what he had seen and heard in Yushan Wutong Town, thinking about it while talking.

After the Demon Sect obtained the Dragon Blood Vine, the medicinal power of Fuyao Qingfeng seemed to have made new progress. Most of the thirteen Wuxi people were dressed as peasants and had no foundation in martial arts, but they forced Youying’s primordial spirit overnight. Infused in the meridian, become a brave warrior.

This discovery is shocking enough, what is even more strange is that they did not turn into crazy evil spirits, they still maintained their rationality and acted uniformly during the battle.Even if he fell into a coma at this time, his appearance was quite similar to Yue Baiyu’s.

The soul-moving technique is an extremely complex forbidden technique, but the appearance of Fuyao Qingfeng made this matter much easier.

Di Dongqing still doesn’t know what the Demon Cult’s plans are.The only thing he understands is that if Fuyao Qingfeng is allowed to continue to run rampant, the consequences will be disastrous.

Si Yutong’s voice interrupted his thoughts: “Holly, this is something that Big Brother Fang gave you.”

He turned his head and saw that Si Yutong was holding a long and narrow utensil in his hand, carefully wrapped it in silk and handed it to him.

He stretched out his hand to pick it up, and when he grasped five fingers, he couldn’t help but let out an exclamation.

He already understood what that artifact was.

Even through the soft silk cloth, he can still clearly discern the feeling of touch, the clear breath is like a spring of water, crossing the barrier of the cloth and flowing to his fingertips.

Sword Qi.

The sword energy of this sword is what he is most familiar with and misses the most. His palms are hot and his heart is filled with urgency, but his movements slow down.

He carefully opened the silk cloth, revealing the scabbard and the sword.

Qilin is a generous and majestic auspicious beast. As the name suggests, the Qilin sword has a black scabbard with golden patterns on the sides. The shape of the sword is wide and round, and two diagonal auspicious beasts are carved on the tan. The lines are delicate and thick. .

“Ah, what a beautiful sword!” Ah Jin beside him couldn’t help admiring.

He said word by word: “This is my father’s cherished sword.”

Ah Jin’s eyes widened, of course she understood the weight of this sentence.Di Xiangcheng is the Great General of Zhenbei, who has been on the battlefield for more than ten years, resisting the barbarians, and made countless contributions.His cherished sword should be so majestic and majestic.

Si Yutong said: “Brother Fang said that the Qilin sword was found from the ruins when he cleaned up the general’s mansion. The fire burned down the house and garden, but this sword was safe and sound. He thought it must be God’s will, the general is dead, but the spirit is still there. Since then, he has brought the Qilin sword with him to strengthen himself, and must not forget to avenge the dead.”

Di Dongqing was very surprised. He looked at the saber in his hand again. There were indeed some scorched black spots on the hilt, which were burned in the grooves on the metal surface, which were the marks left by the flame.

He stroked those scorched marks lightly, his movements were so slow and solemn, as if he wanted to pour all the sorrow of parting in the first half of his life into them.

Then, he folded his five fingers together and drew the sword out of its sheath.

In an instant, the brilliance flowed, shining like a rainbow.

The sun just climbed over the top of the mountain at this moment, and the sky suddenly became bright, pouring down on the sword like a waterfall.

This sword has been dormant for nine years, under Fang Shiping’s careful care, it has not been damaged at all, on the contrary, it has become even more unstoppable.The black color flows out from the sword edge, like a god opening his eyes, looking down on the kings and princes of the world.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at Di Dongqing and the unicorn sword in his hand.

Di Dongqing is usually upright in Qingshan shirt, like a jade like orchid, gentle and humble, without showing her sharpness.But when he held the sword, his strong shoulders and back were tensed like a bowstring, exposing his tight forearm, and the joints at his wrist were carved by the sunlight, making him look as firm and straight as a stone sculpture.

His green shirt was stained with blood, and the ties between his forehead fluttered in the wind, which seemed to add a bit of madness to him, blending with the brilliance of the Kirin Sword.

The members of the Tianshui Gang finally realized that the young man in front of him was Di Xiangcheng’s son.

The sword in his hand can challenge the world.

Di Dongqing was burned by the intense gaze, and the marks covered under the headband seemed to be faintly hot.

He put the unicorn sword back into the scabbard, and the expression on his face returned to normal.

The short-term attention also dissipated as the famous sword was put into its sheath, and people’s eyes were scattered in all directions, and they each devoted themselves to work.

He looked around in the crowd, searching subconsciously, and finally found his “mark”.

Lu Zhengqiu was standing next to a tree a few steps away, his face fell in the shadow of the tree, and the shadows on his face swayed with the breeze.

“Master.” He went forward, stepped into the shadow, stopped his legs and feet, but moved forward with his arms, and handed the sword in his hand to the other party, with a smile on his face.

He seems to have returned to his childhood, and he can’t wait to share the treasure in his hands with those close to him.

But Lu Zhengqiu put his palm on his five fingers, and pushed the unicorn sword back: “You have to hold this sword well. By returning it to you, Brother Fang is also entrusting his brothers to you. You must not let them down. .”

“I understand.” He nodded in response, his hands slowly dropped to his sides, and his shoulders drooped accordingly. The tip of the scabbard was pointing near the ground, like a unicorn auspicious beast lowered its head in frustration.

Lu Zhengqiu’s hand paused in the air for a moment, finally landed on his shoulder, and patted him lightly.

At this time, someone behind him called his name: “Di Shaoxia, we have something to discuss with you.” It was a few brothers from the Tianshui Gang.

Lu Zhengqiu moved his hand away and said, “Go ahead, I’m a little tired, sit here for a while.”

“Well, then you should have a good rest.” Di Dongqing replied, still keeping her gaze on the other party, she cast a long glance before turning and leaving.