Chapter 1147 Chapter One Thousand and Forty-Seven Murderous Intent 2

Young Master Yan was in a very embarrassed state at the moment, his face was as pale as snow, and he was covered in cold sweat. He still held the talisman paper and the judge's pen in his hand.

Qingyangzi covered his chest, his eyes fell on the visitor, and he frowned slightly, "Are you... Qilinzi?"

He had stayed on Mount Taizi for most of his life. He had heard for a long time that Qilinzi's Taoism was extraordinary, but he had never actually seen it.

Qilinzi didn't look back, his eyes stayed on the young man's face, and he said calmly, "Taoist Priest Qingyangzi, I have admired him for a long time."

The corners of Qingyangzi's mouth twitched, and these words sounded very insincere.

"...Why did you come here?"

Qilinzi's whereabouts are a mystery and he rarely walks around outside.

How could he come to the rescue at the right time this time?

Qilinzi didn't answer his words. He just reached out and picked up the young man and gently placed him on the bed next to him.

"I gave you the judge's pen, not for you to use it like this."

Qilinzi's voice was low and cold, with a hint of coldness to it.

He stretched out his hand, palm down, and transferred his spiritual energy to the young man's body, combing through her messy meridians along the way.

Yan Tao was really exhausted and fell unconscious on the bed.

Qilinzi went to pick up the talisman held by Yan Tao in his right hand. Unexpectedly, Yan Tao held it tightly and he pulled it twice, but he didn't pull it away.

A hint of coolness flashed across Qilinzi's elegant and indifferent eyes, and his slender fingers lightly tapped Yan Tao's wrist. The young man loosened his fingers, and the judge's pen and the talisman fell into his hand.

"Cross the sky and change your destiny."

Qilinzi's eyes fell quietly on the talisman paper, and he suddenly smiled.

It's just that the smile is cold, and there is no hint of happiness at all.

At this moment, Wuchen and Qingyangzi managed to regain some strength, stood up holding on to something, and looked at each other.

Why does this sound like a storm is coming?

"Qin Zong, open it, see how powerful I am!"

Just at this moment, Qi Zheng's voice came in clearly.

"Crack."

The door was opened, Qin Zong walked in from the door, his eyes touched the messy ground, his eyes sank slightly, and he subconsciously looked for traces of Yan Tao. He quickly walked into the room and bumped into Wuchen and Qing. Yoko.

His eyes flashed violently, and his gaze fell heavily on Wuchen's face, "Why are you here? Where is Tao Tao?"

"Hey, why are you walking so fast, sneaking into someone else's room halfway--"

Qi Zheng lazily followed behind and saw the appearance of the room. His eyes changed slightly, "Isn't it the group of superpowers who came here to cause trouble?"

"Where's Yan Tao?"

Qin Zong looked at the embarrassed appearance of Wuchen and Qingyangzi, his heart sank slightly, he pushed Qi Zheng away and walked quickly into the room.

Yan Tao lay on the bed with his eyes closed, his fair cheeks still stained with blood.

Although Qilinzi helped her heal some of her injuries slightly, she still looked seriously injured.

The man's lonely eyes suddenly sank, and he stepped forward to go over, but Qi Zheng grabbed him, "Qin Zong, don't go over!"

Yan Zun sat by the bed, his peach blossom eyes that were very similar to Yan Tao's were filled with cold light. He sat there coldly and indifferently, but the ground was filled with coldness. At this moment, he raised his eyes and looked over, his eyes falling on Qin Zong. On the surface.

Squinting slightly, an extremely dangerous smell suddenly appeared.

He was sitting next to the young man, confronting the four people opposite him, and there seemed to be faint lights and shadows of swords passing by.

Like a loft on the sea, the cold night before the storm.