Chapter 201 The head of Emei Shao who was sacrificed at the wedding (18)

"Junior sister, junior sister, junior sister Wanqing..."

It was another morning when he got up early to practice swordsmanship. As soon as Na Youan followed his senior sister Yin Youyan through some gestures, a male voice sounded from the back hill.

"man?"

"Where did this stinky man come from?"

During this period of time, You'an had been staying in the woman's den in Emei for a long time. He hadn't heard a man's voice for a long time. When he suddenly heard a man's voice calling him, he was a little excited.

"Senior Brother Donglai?"

However, when he turned around and saw that the person coming was Zhuo Donglai, a Wudang disciple who had grown up with his childhood sweethearts, Youan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

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Yin Youyan, who was practicing swordsmanship together, saw the disappointed look in her junior sister's eyes, and couldn't help but murmur in her heart: Junior sister is in the middle of practicing swordsmanship, and isn't she happy to be interrupted by senior brother Donglai?

On the other hand, Zhuo Donglai was like a piece of wood. He didn't notice You'an's loss at all. He still looked cheerful and waved to You'an and Yin Youyan: "Junior sister, the money is here, the demon sect has sent money.

Now, Master asked me to tell you to share it!"

Hearing that it was a happy event like dividing money, Youan's face instantly lit up with joy. He picked up Yin Youyan, tapped his toes, and flew to inform his original wife, Lin Shuyi.

Within a moment, Lin Shuyi led a group of disciples and rushed towards Wudang.

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When You'an and others arrived, the Wudang leader Feng Qingyang, who always looked solemn and celestial, was stroking his gray beard and chatting happily with his disciples and his junior brothers. The people who saw Emei

When he arrived, he immediately greeted him excitedly.

"Oh my, Junior Sister Lin, Niece Lin, you are here..."

"Brother Feng!"

"Uncle Feng!"

…

Here, a few people were chatting happily. Oppositely, the faces of the Demon Cult members who were escorting the gold had a cloudy look on their faces. They wished they could find a piece of cloth to cover their faces: Damn, they have always been the only ones to blackmail others.

Why did you smile and ask others to pay your share? Why is it reversed today?

Although, this matter was arranged by the leader.

However, only a few of them are actually executed.

If others in the martial arts world see it, how will I be able to survive in the martial arts world in the future?

"Old Wudang, we have brought all the gold. Where are our young master, the saint, and the three elders?"

Really angry, the little leader escorted by the Demon Cult said to the few people over there who were still talking and laughing.

"Uncle Feng, let's surrender people first in exchange for money. After dividing the money, we will discuss how to spend it later."

Na You'an looked at Feng Qingyang, Lin Shuyi and others who were as happy as celebrating the New Year, and couldn't help but pull.

By the way, knowing that it was the first time for these people to do this kind of extortion and they were inexperienced, she ordered Senior Brother Zhuo to take people to the dungeon to escort the five people, and then walked to the gold cart alone.

Check carefully.

This demonic sect is the most insidious and cunning. What if the gold is mixed with stones?

Or is there poison inside the gold or wooden box?

Even she, the Ming Min decent, Emei Shao Master, Wudang best friend, shy beauty, You An, would manipulate the letter to Leng Xiaoyi, let alone these people from the Demon Cult who have done all kinds of bad things.

Unfortunately, she overestimated the Demonic Cult after all.

I checked it several times and found nothing wrong.

It seems that my group captured the young master saint and three elders of the Demon Sect. This incident still made the Demon Sect very afraid of Wudang Emei, and they were so afraid that they did not dare to take action for the ransom.

"You, you, how dare you?"

Leng Mingye, the little leader of the demon sect who was responsible for escorting the gold, saw the five people brought out by Zhuo Donglai. His mouth was wide open and his face was filled with anger.

Following the direction of the other party's index finger, You'an looked over and saw a group of handsome young men in fluttering white clothes escorting five people in ragged clothes, with messy hair and wounds on their exposed skin.

Among them, the faces of the two people walking behind were covered with scars, making it hard to tell who was who.

"Chief Leng, don't be too excited. We really don't dare to trade the rest of you for people from your demon sect."

Na You'an mistook Leng Mingye's anger as the fact that the other party mistakenly thought that Wudang just randomly picked someone and said it was the third elder of the demon sect and the young lady saint.

With a slight curl of her lips, she said to the excited Leng Mingye: "Besides, we noble and upright people are not willing to pretend to be members of your demon sect!"

When Leng Mingye heard You'an's words, he glared at the girl fiercely and walked straight towards the three people who were escorted over.

"Young Master..."

"Saint..."

"Elder Gu..."

"Elder Leng..."

"Elder Ye..."

…

As soon as he got closer, he tried hard to identify the person in front of him, trying to identify who it was under the dirty face. When he recognized someone, he called out their name.

When he called one, the person he called nodded excitedly.

"Hey, this scene is so touching!"

You'an wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes and said hypocritically: "Brother, please take out the smelly socks they stuffed in their mouths. They haven't seen each other for so long. They must have a lot to say."

As soon as You'an opened his mouth, Zhuo Donglai obediently asked his juniors to take away the smelly socks from the five people's mouths.

"Brother, come and pull the gold!"

Adhering to the idea that Zhuo Donglai is just a brick and can be moved wherever it is needed, Youan immediately called to Zhuo Donglai. When the latter heard this, he handed the five people into the hands of the Demon Cult and immediately ran towards Youan.

come over.

"Saint!!"

"Young Master!!"

"Why are you like this?"

Maybe it was because the injuries carved on the faces of Xiao Feng and Leng Shiyue were too ferocious and looked miserable, so Leng Mingye focused his attention on them.

"Where's my dad?"

After more than two months, Leng Shiyue finally regained her freedom. When she saw the demon sect followers following Leng Mingye, Leng Shiyue asked with stern eyes.

"The leader is rectifying the canon rules!"

In front of Wudang Emei, Leng Mingye was embarrassed to say that Leng Xiaoyi was planning to attack Wudang Emei, so he could only explain it this way.

However, Leng Shiyue immediately understood the words in such a tight manner.

"Let's go! Shiyue, let's get out of here first!"

Xiao Feng looked at the Wudang Emei people not far away, worried that these people would regret it and deprive him of the freedom he had finally obtained. He put his arms around Leng Shiyue and said he wanted to leave.

However, as soon as his hand touched Leng Shiyue's arm, the latter dodged it.

He obviously didn't want to be touched by Xiao Feng.

Although Xiao Feng had doubts in his heart, it was hard to ask in front of so many outsiders now.

Feeling uneasy, she just comforted herself: maybe the two of them hadn't met for a long time, and Shiyue was a little shy.

"Lin Wanqing, just wait, I will definitely come back for revenge one day!"

With eyes full of ferocity, Leng Shiyue glared at Youan and shouted.
Chapter completed!