Chapter 121

Lin Shuyu was pushed towards the cold iron bridge by the strong palm wind, looking at the turbulent river below, she was stunned.

Heng Xian, this junior brother she had contacted a few times, who was very good-looking, very talented, and very interesting, died before her eyes just like that?

What was his look at the end?

What did he want to say? From the first time I saw you, I...

She was not a girl who didn't know the world, and naturally thought of love between men and women and confession.

If this were at any other time, Lin Shuyu would have felt it was absurd; how was Heng Xian's attitude any different from those people like Huo Yuanqing?

But... life and death parting, his words were good; was this... his last words?

He was only seventeen this year!

There were still great years and endless possibilities!

She inexplicably felt blocked in her heart, unspeakably sad.

She suddenly looked in the direction of Song Rufeng, ignoring the seniority, and scolded angrily: "Uncle-Master Song, you are unworthy of being a sect elder; you let the demon thing swallow Junior Brother Heng; do you really think we are all blind?"

Song Rufeng's face changed, and he said: "Junior Nephew, why do you say that? This old man didn't expect it either; I'll go save him!"

As he spoke, he leaped up, rushed to the river surface, and formed seals with both hands: "Water Control Technique, River Flow Interception, Traveling Through Ten Thousand Rivers and Thousand Rivers, Hurry!"

"Buzz—"

A powerful spiritual aura fluctuation rushed to the river surface, and then the turbulent river surface was directly cut open, revealing a riverbed more than ten feet deep.

However, where were the three-headed demon pig and Heng Xian?

"Demon thing! Release my junior nephew!"

Song Rufeng was furious, followed the river downstream, flicked his hand, and a ghost-headed broadsword flashed out, raised high, transforming into a thousand-foot sword shadow, and slashed heavily at the river surface.

"Boom!"

The center of the river was slashed, but there was still no sign of the demon pig and Heng Xian.

Song Rufeng flew downstream again, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Junior Brother Heng is finished!"

On the bridge, Ma Buyin murmured.

Tong Quezi was expressionless.

Bai Ziqi, Ye Xiaoyao, Xiao Qiyun, and Jiang Ziyi clearly showed smiles in their eyes.

Only Lin Shuyu and Xu Wei and several other new disciples looked sad.

Especially Lin Shuyu, her eyes slightly red, clenching her fists tightly, finding it hard to let go.

Thinking about it, she looked at Ma Buyin: "Senior Brother, shall we look upstream?"

"Good!" Ma Buyin nodded.

The two flew towards the upstream.

After more than half an hour, the two gave up dejectedly and returned to the bridge.

After another hour, Song Rufeng also rushed back, sighing leisurely: "Junior Nephew Heng, this time... he's really gone!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of sobbing in the crowd.

Even Bai Ziqi, Ye Xiaoyao, and others were wiping their tears falsely while being ecstatic.

Ma Buyin, Xu Wei, Zhao Ying, and others even ran to the bank and carved a stone tablet, inserting it by the river, on which was written: Tomb of Heng Xian, True Disciple of Ku Liu Peak, Tianyuan Sect!

Then a group of people mourned towards the river.

At this time, 120 miles upstream, the water surged, and a behemoth rolled painfully to the riverbank, struggling for a while before stopping.

Then, the mouth on the middle head was lifted, and Heng Xian, covered in mucus, climbed out, cursing.

This wave of operation could be described as extremely dangerous.

It tested not only courage but also practical operation; if one step was slightly wrong, his life would be over!

Heng Xian found that although the instructions of the Mysterious Yellow Heavenly Hexagram were perfect, the difficulty coefficient was not low.

After catching his breath, he ran to the riverbank to wash and wash, and took out a set of clothes from his storage bag to change into.

Then he pulled out the "Cow-B" spirit sword, slashed at the three-headed demon pig, pulled to the depths of its head, and found an inner Dan the size of a quail egg.

It was ice-cold and overflowing with spiritual aura.

This thing can solve the problem of not getting drunk after a thousand cups?

Heng Xian observed it towards the sky, but couldn't see anything, so he simply collected it, judged the direction, and headed straight for the direction Song Rufeng and the others might pass.

Sigh! I'm back again.

The crowd on the bridge mourned for a long time, and Song Rufeng ordered to leave.

A group of disciples had to take one last look at the river, crossed the river reluctantly, got on the "boat-shaped Dharma treasure," and continued on their way.

On the road again, Bai Ziqi, Ye Xiaoyao, and others breathed a sigh of relief; revenge was taken, their hearts were comfortable, and they felt refreshed!

Finally, they could comfort the spirits of their aunts and family members in heaven.

Ye Xiaoyao and Xiao Qiyun even had tears in their eyes, cupped their hands, and prayed silently.

Jiang Ziyi comforted in a low voice: "He is already dead, it's all in the past!"

Song Rufeng at the "bow of the boat" was also comfortable; he had helped his disciple take revenge and had also retaliated against that crazy woman,

However, after all, he was a true disciple, and when the mission ended and he returned to the sect, he had to do the surface work well.

For example, my inner Dan had a problem, my body was a bit painful, so the rescue was slow?

Or for example, I thought Heng Xian went down to kill the three-headed demon pig; this child was extremely fierce, but unfortunately he was lost...

Clouds and mist swirled ahead, and the mountain scenery on both sides retreated whistling.

Just then, Ma Buyin suddenly pointed to the front: "What... is that?"

Everyone looked up and saw a black dot coming quickly, and soon blocked the front of the "boat-shaped Dharma treasure."

White as snow, with a brilliant smile.

Who else could it be but Heng Xian?

"Uh..."

The "boat-shaped Dharma treasure" was still, and a group of people on the boat were collectively dumbfounded.

Heng, Heng Xian???

They looked at the direction of the Luoxian River behind them in unison, subconsciously, and then looked back at Heng Xian.

It was indeed Heng Xian.

Dumbfounded again.

He... wasn't he dead?

He was swallowed by the three-headed demon pig, and they had searched upstream and downstream, and determined that he was dead!

We even set up a tombstone for him!

He ran out again????

"Who are you... are you human or ghost?" Ma Buyin asked loudly.

Heng Xian blinked and waved his arm: "My surname is Heng, name Xian; my parents hope I will be a virtuous and loyal person.

Look! Jumping and jumping, of course I'm a human."

Getting confirmation, Bai Ziqi, Ye Xiaoyao, Xiao Qiyun, and others felt frustrated, almost suffocating!

What is this? What exactly is this?

We have already comforted the spirits of our family members in heaven, but he is alive again?

Why is he still alive? This bastard!

Heaven has no eyes!

Ma Buyin, Xu Wei, Ye Ling'er, and others looked at each other, overjoyed.

Lin Shuyu stared at Heng Xian with a pair of beautiful eyes, suddenly not knowing how to express her mood.

Song Rufeng's face sank, then revealed a smile, sank again, smiled again, and finally said expressionlessly: "What exactly is going on?"

Everyone suppressed their moods and looked at Heng Xian dead, listening to his explanation.

Heng Xian rubbed his nose and said: "This is a long story!"

"Then make a long story short!" Song Rufeng said coldly.

Heng Xian said: "It's like this: after I was swallowed by that monster, it didn't eat me itself, but sent me as a gift to its wife.

Its wife was uglier than it, and wanted to eat me on the spot; by rights, I should have died.

But later, another huge monster came, and it seemed to be its wife's lover.

The three monsters tore at each other instantly; it was a scene that shook the world, and then I escaped!"

This...

Demon beasts are having a love triangle?!

Is there such a thing in the world?!

The people on the "boat-shaped Dharma treasure" were in a daze, completely not knowing how to express their mood.

Heng Xian simply jumped onto the boat and looked at Bai Ziqi, Ye Xiaoyao, and others indifferently.

That expression clearly said, I like watching you want to kill me but can't do it.

Ye Xiaoyao's face turned from green to white, from white to red, and he sprayed a mouthful of blood "pfft."

"Junior Brother Ye!"

"Xiaoyao!"

"Senior Brother Ye, what's wrong with you?"

Everyone was shocked.

Ye Xiaoyao waved his hand, wiped the corner of his mouth, and sighed to the sky: "The great wind rises, the cultivation king, body like a demon god, killing in all directions, kill kill kill..."

(End of chapter)