Why did Bian Wanhua cough? Was she waiting for someone to ask her? Will anyone be scolded after asking? Tang Qian, a white-robed man, closed his mouth naturally and listened quietly to Bian Wanhua coughing. Li Buyi seemed to have the same idea and said nothing.

Bian Wanhua finally finished coughing, but instead asked: "I, a woman, feels so uncomfortable, why don't you have the sway of a gentleman? Will you die if you ask?"

It is also wrong not to speak.

Bai Luo smiled, but it seemed that she had practiced Buddhist sarcasm. At this time, whoever responded was unlucky, he was not ready to speak, but another person said, "I said to Bian Wanhua, are you old and why are you so bad? I think you shouldn't sit on the boat, but you should soak in water so that our ears can be much more purified."

The ship where the person who spoke was located was even bigger, and it was no longer a small boat, but a building boat that broke through the lake.

Bian Wanhua sneered: "Qingfeng, you are so powerful. If you don't sit on the small boat given by the flower list, you will sit on your own big boat?"

The visitor was the Qingfeng Taoist of Zhengyi Sect. He stood at the bow of the boat and said, his body was fluttering, his beard and hair were all black, but his face was a little old. He kept stepping on the bow of the boat and said roughly: "The big boat is sitting, and the small boat is also sitting. There are many people coming to our Zhengyi Sect, so he naturally found a big boat. Why don't Bian Wanhua, come to our big boat? It's easier to see a certain disciple you want?"

Xia Yubing whispered: "I may know why Tang Qian didn't come first."

The monk Yisheng said, "Oh?"

Xia Yubing smiled and said, "He is indeed a problem, but because these people are too boring to chat, everyone seems to want the other party to die, but they can still chat together happily."

Bian Wanhua indeed returned to her mouth again at this time.

The boat where the monks and the others were in moved forward on their own, and they didn't care about the few people who had something to say.

Clean Sword Mountain.

Tang Qian smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Master Bian was so cruel. He would have to send back the essence and blood from this clone even if he cut off his meridians?"

Bian Wanhua here was already angry, and half of her body had disappeared, but she seemed to be unable to feel the pain and sneered: "Although you won half a hand, we can't play the whole game of chess. It's already a big mistake to just say that you impulsively chased out for Su Ze. Now it's already hard for you to go back to Shen."

Tang Qian frowned: "Why did you kill that boat of people for?"

She became Su Ze because I was looking for Su Ze, but she wanted to kill people. There were exactly the ones they wanted to kill among the people they were trying to kill. They were referring to the group of people who plotted against the immortal immortals of Death. Bian Wanhua was also one of them. The most important thing is that when the strange bird appeared and attacked the huge carp, it happened that Bian Wanhua took the Wanhua Sect cart over.

Tang Qian had already thought a lot in an instant.

Bian Wanhua smiled and said, "You won't know."

After saying that, he turned into a wisp of red magic power and headed towards the capital of God.

This is equivalent to destroying this clone. Being able to recover part of the essence and blood used to refine the clone at that time has been considered to have reduced the loss a lot, but it will still be seriously injured. At this time, Bian Wanhua's cough, whose mind was damaged in Shendu can explain.

Tang Qian murmured, "I will know." With a casual move, the already unparalleled Qiushui Sword was called into his hands, and the magic power was injected into him.

A magic power that was as breathless as a thunderbolt was pulled - this was Su Ze's magic power. Tang Qian understood that although the Qiushui sword was taken away by Bian Wanhua, Su Ze himself had been refining the sword for too long, so even if he was no longer the master, he would have some contact.

He must find Su Ze. Although it seems that the person who killed the monks in the streets and alleys before was Bian Wanhua, Tang Qian thought of something.

Hua Su asked, he would not record who he had been there, but Su Ze would do it. In the list of people he wanted to kill, there would be someone Bian Wanhua would definitely kill, otherwise she would not have become Su Ze for no reason, and then ran to Xijian Mountain and then killed those people on the ferry in boredom.

As long as you find the list, you can guess what they are going to do.

Tang Qian's thoughts were very clear. He was ready to leave, but when he saw the sword washing pool, he remembered the story Lao Yu told him, and he was bored and put the broken sword in his hand in. Qiu Shui Sword dared not put it, because if there was something magical about this sword washing pool, he washed away the only little magic power left by Su Ze, and Tang Qian would be crying without tears.

Tang Qian was careful when he put the Breaking Sword in, but after putting it in, there was no movement. He had no choice but to carry the Breaking Sword helplessly and turned down the mountain.

This magical power is actually very close, so Su Ze should still be on the ferry.

Tang Qian returned to the ferry with only half left.

In the eyes of some monks, magic power is just a consumable that has been cultivated and then stored in their bodies, and then used to return to heaven and earth. However, in the eyes of some monks, this magic power is like the brush and ink on the scroll, with a slight trace, with clear traces.

For example, if Zhang Kaitong stands before Tang Qian, Tang Qian wants to put something like tracking spell on Zhang Kaitong, for Zhang Kaitong, it is like Tang Qian pulling his ear and shouting: "I want to follow you!"

Tang Qian followed the traces that were gradually becoming blurred and found Su Ze, who was already extremely weak.

Su Ze's body was already penetrated by the wooden pieces of the ferry. He was at the bottom of the cabin. Tang Qian didn't see him when he first arrived. It seemed that he was controlled by Bian Wanhua. If Bian Wanhua wanted to imitate Su Ze's magic power, he still needed to be alive.

Tang Qian asked quickly: "Did you write down a list, or do you know why Bian Wanhua wants to kill those people?"

Su Ze's throat chuckled and could no longer speak. He struggled to reach out, and Tang Qian handed Qiu Shui and the hidden sword scabbard to him. Su Ze pulled out the Qiu Shui Sword from it, placed it in front of him, then held the scabbard, and injected it with the last trace of his magic power into it. The hidden sword scabbard gradually unfolded, revealing one of the secret spaces. He took out a piece of paper and then stopped moving.

Tang Qian put this very thin piece of paper into his arms, and Su Ze seemed to have seen the problem, so he kept on giving this to himself.

Tang Qian was soon on the boat back. Lao Yu was waiting for him. When the boat broke through the sea of ​​clouds again, Tang Qian did not understand why Bian Wanhua wanted to kill those people. Her original idea did not expect Tang Qian's existence, so the people she killed were just for a pure purpose, a purpose that really needed Tang Qian's attention. However, she killed these people, merchants and monks, and he even went to the already broken ferry to confirm that some people probably fell when the ferry fell, but most of the people on Su Ze's list were dead.

At the end of this piece of paper, Su Ze left a line of unwritten words: Miss Su Wen is...

Tang Qian doesn't understand. Miss Suwen is a monk? It seems that everyone knows this. Miss Suwen is very beautiful. This is probably the only one who can do it.

Know, but this is more likely. After all, Su Ze likes Huasuwen very much. So what else is possible?

Tang Qian shook his head, probably this was the last stroke of Su Ze's love seed.

"Things went smoothly?" Lao Yu never seemed to be able to idle his mouth.

Tang Qian responded casually.

But Lao Yu suddenly screamed: "Can you use a sword?"

Tang Qian was a little surprised: "Yes."

Lao Yu said: "The ship is a bit tilted, it's those strange birds."

A strange bird that cannot be seen but feeds on a ferry!

Tang Qian now has two swords, one is his own broken sword, and the other is Qiu Shui, which is accompanied by the scabbard sword.

What Tang Qian chose to take out was the broken sword.

Lao Yu had time to look back at the sword in Tang Qian's hand, and he couldn't help but wail: "You are a toy for playing house. I won't ask if you can use a sword. You can use whatever you want, and it's best to protect this small boat!"

Tang Qian heard what Bian Wanhua said before his death: "It's even more difficult to get back to his senses."

She knows all this?

Tang Qian turned his hand and he could feel what the tip of the sword pierced, probably the throat of the strange bird, but he couldn't see it, as if he had become blind at this moment, pulling the sword, and this invisible thing had fallen to the ground.

Even at this time, Tang Qian still didn't see anything on the ground.

But at this time, he could no longer think too much. Tang Qian spread his patchwork robe, protected the boat, and then he continued to draw his sword in his hand, and several strange birds fell down.

Tang Qian's patchwork robes protected most of the boats, and Tang Qian had to keep drawing his swords.

Tang Qian's sword was very fast, but not fast enough, because he had to rely on the monster birds he perceived to set off his sword again. Tang Qian put out the patchwork garments to block most of the monster birds' paths, and then let them go in one direction. However, he found that the monster birds neither attacked his patchwork garments nor attacked just from the position he left with the patchwork garments. Even if he came in from that smaller gap, Tang Qian could already foresee that if he had less than thirty swords, the first monster bird would rush through his defense.

So it seems like I can't play anymore.

Tang Qian sighed, and the sword in his hand emitted a bright white light. He now held the sword in his left hand and grabbed it with his right hand. The patchwork robe had already reached his hand. The world was clear and bright. At first glance, there was an endless sea of ​​clouds. If Tang Qian had not been able to slightly sense the murderous aura around him, he would never believe that there was such an invisible strange bird.

Since there was no obstacle, the surrounding monster birds would naturally rush up. Tang Qian's broken sword in his hand shone brightly. With a wave, countless lights swept by. Lao Yu suddenly found that the rudder in his hand became normal. He heard a weak voice behind him: "Go away, there are also, but there are fewer around now."

As soon as the words were finished, the hull trembled. It should be that the first strange bird that touched the hull had rushed into the cabin at their feet.

Lao Yu shouted OK and said loudly: "I have sword immortals on my boat who can kill these beasts, and I have also killed the birds. If my boat doesn't drive away, it will be useless for me to stay at the Shendu Ferry for so many years!"

He talked a lot, but his hands were not slow. He swung the rudder suddenly, and his mana was quickly consumed and injected into the ship, like a long shuttle in the sea of ​​clouds, leaving the "cloud".
Chapter completed!