Chapter 12 Chapter Eleven

"Listen to me the fuck, Wei Shiran, I'm sure to save him!!" Luo Zhongxia shouted aggressively at Wei Rongyu, his voice was so loud that it was almost on par with the roar of a Buddhist lion.In fact, he seldom loses his temper in his life, but just now he saw Xiao Rong being slapped across the face, and he didn't know where he got so angry, like a dragon whose scales have been stripped. After he finished yelling, he loosened Wei Rongyu's collar, and the latter fell limply to the ground before recovering from the blow.Luo Zhongxia turned around and ran in front of Xiao Rong in three steps and two steps, held her small face in both hands, looked at it again and again, stretched out her fingers to stroke her cheeks, but felt the touch was cold, and couldn't help but said distressedly: "He hit her." Does it hurt you?"

"Brother Rong Yu is Grandpa's confidant, and I have to obey what he wants to do." Xiao Rong said expressionlessly. "Nonsense! He is just a traitor, how can he be more important than you in front of your grandfather?" Xiaorong's lips whispered, but he didn't say anything. He leaned his head over, wrapped his arms around Luo Zhongxia, and said softly, "You said you were going to save Grandpa, but is it true?" Xiaorong was always as cold as ice, showing no signs of emotion or anger. At this moment, she suddenly stretched out her hand to hug her. Luo Zhongxia was both surprised and happy, and stroked her hair and said repeatedly, "Naturally."

"You guys... don't miss Master Wei's important event!" Wei Rongyu barely got up from the ground, and shouted through gritted teeth. Luo Zhongxia snorted coldly, and said to Xiao Rong, "Let's ignore him." But Xiaorong shook his head, gently broke away from Luo Zhongxia's embrace, walked up to Wei Rongyu and said, "Brother Rongyu, grandpa is now trapped in Gaoyang Cave, and the situation is critical. If he goes late, his life may be in danger. We We must save him." Wei Rongyu sneered and said: "Master Wei has his own arrangements, don't be smart and make troubles!"

"Grandpa's whereabouts have already been found out by them, and the plan has failed." "You are just a humble servant, what can you know?" Hearing Wei Rongyu's scolding, Luo Zhongxia couldn't help but wanted to kick him, but was stopped by Xiaorong. Xiaorong said lightly: "Brother Rongyu, you don't need to go, so please lend me the Tiantai Baiyun brush?" Luo Zhongxia was shocked when he heard this: "What? He took away the Tiantai Baiyun brush?" Xiaorong said: "No, Tiantai Baiyun is one of the seven marquises, and the orthodox pen tomb official has not been found yet, so for the time being, it has been collected by grandpa and taken to a safe place. Only grandpa and Brother Rongyu know where it is."

"What can I borrow that pen for?" "Gaoyang Cave is not an ordinary place. There are many twists and turns in it, and it is very dangerous. If you want to rescue Grandpa, you must rely on the power of the Seven Marquis." Xiaorong turned back to Rong Yu: "If you don't take it out, it will be very difficult for us to rescue him." grandfather." "Think about it with your bamboo and wood brains. The purpose of their trapping Master Wei is for Qihou! Now you are bringing the sky and white clouds to go there, which is tantamount to offering treasures to others with both hands. Master Wei entrusted it to me for safekeeping. To prevent this from happening. You can't take it away!"

Xiao Rong frowned and asked, "In other words, even if grandpa really suffers, you will never take out Tiantai Baiyun?" "Not bad!" Wei Rongyu raised his chin with a tough attitude. "Are you thinking that if something happens to grandpa, you can have that pen exclusively?" "I'm not interested in discussing this with a puppet." After finishing speaking, Wei Rongyu turned his face away, as if he didn't bother to continue talking with her. Xiao Rong sighed slightly, but before he could speak, Luo Zhongxia stepped forward and shouted loudly: "Brown the eyebrows and the sand!" A burst of sand rose from the ground, smashing into Wei Rongyu's face, smashing the Zhang Junqiao's face was filthy.

This is a sentence from "Qin Nuxie Xing", Luo Zhongxia thought it was fun at first, so he recited it by hand, and it really came in handy at this time.Wei Rongyu was furious, but his whole body was suppressed by Qinglian pen, he could only spit out sand from his mouth, and stared at Luo Zhongxia fiercely. "Brother Rong Yu, this is just the beginning. Among Li Taibai's poems, there are many poems that are more terrifying than this one. If you still don't say it, then I will recite it to you line by line." "..." "What are the words 'The sky is as good as the cannon fire', 'The ground is shining vermilion fire', and 'Hands are like ice'. You are more noble than me, and you are more knowledgeable than me. You should be very familiar with these verses."

If Ju Shigeng knew that Luo Zhongxia asked him for these unpopular Taibai poems for this purpose, he would have been kicked out of the teacher early on. "Bah! A villain succeeds!" Wei Rongyu turned blue with anger. "I don't know if the villain will fail, but I promise you will never be as simple as just suffering from hemorrhoids." Luo Zhongxia felt that he was about to become the villain in all the movies, using all sorts of wretched methods to torture the protagonist.Just as he was thinking wildly, Xiaorong held his hand and let Qinglian's pen spirit slowly withdraw into his chest: "Since Brother Rongyu doesn't want to talk about it, then I can't force it, so let it be."

Luo Zhongxia didn't expect her to be so magnanimous. Although he was unwilling, he nodded and said: "That's right, it's fine if he doesn't borrow it, and we don't have Qihou in our hands. Qinglian will never be worse than Tiantai Baiyun, and it is enough for me to go gone." Xiaorong said quietly: "Now, it can only be like this." She said so, but her expression could not hide her disappointment. "Then what should he do?" Luo Zhongxia pointed to Wei Rongyu. His limbs and bones were weakened by the fragments of the Zhuang pen, and he was paralyzed on the ground, unable to move. He had no strength other than staring and talking, and it would be difficult to recover for a while. .

Xiao Rong glanced at Wei Rongyu and said, "Let him go, I hope he will have a chance to explain to Grandpa in the future." Wei Rongyu snorted coldly: "I want to see what kind of tricks you, a brainless fool and an illiterate, can come up with." Luo Zhongxia saw that he would not change his nature, and wished he could use all those tormenting lines.He grabbed Xiao Rong, pointed to Wei Rongyu's cheek and said, "Xiao Rong, this guy slapped you just now, won't you slap back that slap?" "Why bother, brother Rong Yu wants to treat me, logically I shouldn't and can't complain." Xiao Rong said lightly, then suddenly changed the topic, and the temperature in his tone rose a bit, "Besides, you have already You've taught him bad enough."

Hearing this sentence, Luo Zhongxia was happier than hearing anything else.He naturally took the girl's hand, closed his eyes quietly, and felt the softness of the catkin as soft as jade—it's a pity that the word "wen" is not true to its name. "It's not too late, let's go." Xiao Rong didn't take out her hand and let Luo Zhongxia hold it.The two walked towards a certain direction, and the fog around them gradually dissipated with the steps, slowly revealing the majestic mountains around them... ※※※ Monk Peter spat out a mouthful of blood, immediately bringing together the wooden bead shield that was about to collapse.The blood-stained wooden beads and sawdust spun rapidly to form a new circle of protection, but the protection no longer glowed yellow, but blood-red, which made people palpitate.Everyone can see that this time, the people who set up the formation really did their best to risk their lives. If the formation is broken, the people who set up the formation will probably lose their lives. Monk Peter in the circle looked sluggish. He was supported by Nineteen and Yan Zheng. He didn't know if he was alive or dead. His monk's robe on his chest was soaked in blood.Yuan Yuan stood outside the shield, watching Monk Peter silently, neither walking away nor taking the next step. At this time, another person came out from the dense fog. This person was short and fat, and he turned out to be Cheng Zhou who used Jiang Yan's five-color pen.Cheng Zhou took a look around the environment, then walked to Yuan Yuan's side, arched his hands to flatter him, and said, "Elder sister is really good at it, she made this monk vomit blood and died with a little supernatural power." Yuan Yuan is extremely tall. , the dwarf Cheng Zhou was set off so wretchedly that the two stood together, clearly distinguishing each other. Yuan Yuan gave Cheng Zhou a cold look, the coldness made Cheng Zhou feel terrified, and quickly shrank his head.Yuan Yuan ignored him, took off his glasses and wiped them, his eyes without the cover of the lenses were still staring at the floating shield, as if a strange emotion was pulled out from the depths.She frowned slightly, and suddenly sighed: "If it wasn't for me, this shield wouldn't be so strong; if it wasn't for me, he wouldn't be injured so badly." Cheng Zhou didn't understand the point of this passage at all, so he had to habitually perfunctory: "Ah? You are very right, very..." Yuanyuan's sad mood only lasted for a moment, and she quickly put on her glasses, her emotions receded into the abyss of consciousness, and she changed back to an intellectual, cold and strong image, and said, "Cheng Zhou, where did you go just now? What? Don’t you see five-color pens coming to help?” "This...the fog is too thick, I just lost my way. I just arrived, and you have dealt with them neatly, it's really amazing..." Before Cheng Zhou finished speaking, he suddenly knelt on the ground, looking When I woke up, my spirit was suddenly hit by something, and I became dejected and devastated. Yuan Yuan snorted coldly through her nose and said, "You should have a limit when you are greedy for life and afraid of death. You used to have this kind of virtue when you followed Chu Yimin, but now you are under my command, and you still don't change your nature." She lifted her long legs and used The heel kicked Cheng Zhou in disgust, and Cheng Zhou tilted his body, his expression was dull, and saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth. At this time, another person came out from the fog. This person was thin, dark-skinned, dressed like a hippie, decorated with brushes all over his body. Zarizasha looked like a hedgehog with a mixture of Chinese and Western styles. Those brushes are exactly the same as the flying brushes just now.He dexterously rotated two pens in both hands at the same time, with earphones plugged in his ears, beating drums to the rhythm of unknown music, bouncing all the way to Yuan Yuan's side. "Hey, Men, What's up?" He used to want to pat her on the shoulder. "Speak Chinese, and also, call me Madam." Yuan Yuan skillfully avoided his slaps without looking back. "Whatever you say, Madam." The hippie tilted his head, and switched to blunt Mandarin, "Hit this man to death with a pen? He is not united." "How to punish him is up to the master. Just do what you should do." The hippie shrugged, didn't say anything, patted Cheng Zhou on the head and said, "I'm sorry, man." At this time, the dense fog finally dissipated gradually, and the surrounding figures were clearly visible. It turned out that there were no less than ten people besieging the four of them in the fog.Most of them are pen boys with livid complexions, but what is different from ordinary pen boys is that their fingers are all in the shape of writing brushes, which are no different from the flying brushes that resemble migratory locusts just now.Most of these pen boys have knife marks on their bodies, and some even have missing arms and thighs, all of which were destroyed by Nineteen just now. The hippie sighed: "So many pen boys have been dispatched, it's a bad loss." He waved his hand, and these pen boys heard the call and gathered around together.The hippies brushed their bodies with their hands, and they did not know what method they used. Like lizards, they regenerated their hands and feet from their bodies, and they looked brand new. After finishing the repair work, the hippies clapped their hands, and these normal pen boys walked over, surrounded the shields of Monk Peter and the other four, raised their hands, stretched out their fingers, and shot flying pens continuously like machine guns.These flying pens all hit the ground, maintaining an upright posture, and after a while, a wall of pens was built around the four of them.The hippie made another gesture, and the pen boys stopped.At this time, the four of them were completely imprisoned by the wall of writing brushes, like four mouflon goats locked in a tall corral. "This time the master has mobilized many pen boys, so I have an explanation for him." Yuan Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, her tone suddenly paused, she couldn't help frowning, and said to herself in a low voice: "Could it be that the master knows He wanted to come, so he specially sent me..." The hippie nodded in satisfaction, looked around and counted the heads, and said, "I've got it done here, I only owe a lock...uh...we seem to be missing one person." Yuan Yuan asked, "Who is it?" The hippie replied, "Selina hasn't shown up yet." "You said that girl Qin Yi hasn't appeared yet?" Yuan Yuan's eyes froze. "Exactly, according to the plan, after Selina lured Qinglianbi away, she should return immediately, but there has been no movement until now." Yuan Yuan pondered for a moment: "Leave her alone for now. Leave one person here, and the others will follow me to retrieve the captives. This shield should not last long." As if to confirm what she said, the scarlet shield has gradually thinned, and the speed has gradually slowed down. More and more wooden beads fell to the ground with crackles, revealing many gaps.This is an enchantment supported by vitality as energy. At this time, the enchantment is getting weaker, which means that the people who set up the formation will also... Yuan Yuan took a step forward and said loudly, "Peter, the wall of pens has been set up, you have no other way out, you should surrender quickly, I will not make things difficult for you." "Go dreaming!" Suddenly there was a woman's scolding sound from inside the shield, and a strong blade hit the pen wall, cutting several cracks immediately. Yuan Yuan caressed her forehead helplessly and said, "Zhuge Nineteen? Your temper really doesn't give up when you don't see the Yellow River." She gestured to the hippie with her eyes, and the hippie dexterously swung his fingers in the void. Immediately, several pen boys ran over and surrounded him The pen wall, each supported with both hands.They are originally one with the pen wall, and they can restrain the rafter-like blade at such a close distance. Unexpectedly, as soon as they got close to the pen wall, they saw a circle of red light bursting out from the shield, spreading like a big crimson circle towards the surroundings. "Thrush?" Yuan Yuan was taken aback. As far as the red light reaches, time goes back, and the few pen boys who supported the pen wall immediately returned to the state of missing arms and legs, while the broken prayer beads that were originally scattered on the ground floated in midair again, just like them. The state was normal a few minutes ago. Yuan Yuan's mind was so quick, as soon as she saw the thrush pen coming out, she immediately shouted at the hippie: "Hurry up and protect the pen wall, they are going to run!" The hippie was about to start, but saw Nineteen jumping high from the shield, like a rafter Responding to the sound, he began to cut the wall of pens crazily. The buddha beads floating in mid-air suddenly swelled up, each of them was as big as a washbasin, communicating with each other, and immediately spread out an incomparably majestic protective shield, overwhelming the enemy's momentum all at once. Yuan Yuan took a step back, her face was a little pale: "This, how is this possible! Such a giant pen can only magnify intangible things!" But the fact is right in front of my eyes, the Buddhist beads have grown bigger and bigger, and have already grown to the size of a balloon , It is about to overwhelm the entire pen wall. The hippie was a little terrified, but he soon discovered that the wall of the pen pressed by the beads did not move at all. Only when it was swept by a blade like a rafter, did the beads swell up as if they had been pumped up. "I see!" he suddenly shouted. Yuanyuan also reacted at this time.It's not the beads that grow bigger like rafters, but the residual spiritual power between the beads.The thrush pen first recovers the physical beads, and then the rafter pen strengthens the spirit contained in the beads. The cooperation of the two pens is really seamless. However, for things like enchantments, the balance of power is very important.At this moment, Peter was unconscious, Yan Zheng and Shijiu alone could not maintain the balance of the shield at all.The strengthened spirit has no reasonable restraint, and it keeps growing and growing in the beads, like a tire that is constantly inflated... "Retreat quickly!" Yuan Yuan yelled, and at the same time retreated quickly. Dozens of Buddhist beads that had been stretched to the limit suddenly exploded, blooming into dozens of strange flowers in the sky, and the mental power was compressed to the limit and then suddenly released, like a stun bomb rang out in the room.A layer of seemingly invisible ripples oscillated out, and all the people affected felt their eyes blurred, and the neurons in the brain were hit by a huge amount of mental shock. Although Yuanyuan had already retreated more than a dozen steps, she was still affected by the shock, her mind went blank for an instant, her sense of balance was lost, her body staggered and almost fell to the ground.She stretched out her hand to hold onto a stone, and managed to calm herself down. She felt a little sick, and thought dizzily, "Are these guys really planning to die together?" For some reason, countless grotesque gadgets suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, making her dazzled.At first Yuanyuan thought it was a hallucination caused by her own vertigo, but later she didn't feel like it.These gadgets whirled back and forth at an extremely fast speed, causing Yuan Yuan, who had not fully recovered from the dizzy state, to have a splitting headache, as if she had just come out of a high-speed spinning amusement device. At this moment, she saw a few figures running towards her in the chaos, and she was startled.Her pen spirit is a pure spiritual system, and has no other abilities other than this.If there is no one around to protect you, and you are bullied by the enemy, you will only end up at the mercy of others. "Wilde!" Yuan Yuan called, but it was already too late.Those figures were very fast, rushing to her in an instant.Yuan Yuan subconsciously awakened the pen spirit, put her hands on her chest, trying to influence the other party's mind again.But my dizziness was so severe that I couldn't concentrate at all.Those people took the opportunity to flash past her and galloped in the opposite direction. After about tens of seconds, the hippie rushed to Yuan Yuan's side, helped her up from the ground, and graciously tried to help her dust off her buttocks, but was stared back by Yuan Yuan's gaze. "Wilde, are you all right?" Yuan Yuan was a little surprised to see this hippie alive and well.She was knocked to the ground in the big explosion just now, and she was still wobbly and couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north, but this kid was safe and sound.Wilde took out the earphones from his ears, and shook them in his hands with a smile. "Sometimes it's good to listen to heavy metal rock. Shall we listen together and give you an earphone?" Yuan Yuan ignored his frivolity, put her fingers against her temples, frowned and asked with a straight face: "Then did you see clearly what happened just now?" "Those four ran away." "Why don't you stop them?" "Hmm... dare not." "why?" "Because Miss Qin took them. I can't beat her." Wilde looked calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.