If you have one thing in mind. Then even if there is a suspicion in this matter, then you will also wipe the suspicion away with wishful thinking. In psychology, this is called the subconscious.

Originally, the Heavenly Sword Pavilion had wolf ambitions for these major families, and Guo Ming just played a role as a catalyst.

"This fellow Daoist, thank you for saving me just now, this is a little bit of my heart. Chu Tian took out a top-grade spirit stone from the space bag and handed it to Guo Ming.

The best aura is not common, but it is exclusive to emperor-level powerhouses. Guo Ming also has some, but now he sees the other party taking a superb spirit stone as a reward, Guo Ming is also a little surprised. After all, there are not many emperor-level monks who can take out the best spirit stones.

However, Guo Ming did not reach out to pick it up, and said with a smile: "As a heavenly master, it is my duty to save people." ”

Seeing that Guo Ming pushed and didn't accept it, Chu Tian showed an appreciative look in his eyes, patted Guo Ming's shoulder lightly, and said, "You will be my Chu Tian's friend in the future." ”

Guo Ming smiled slightly, not surprised.

Chu Tian's heart was even faster, and he had the heart to make friends: "It's the first time for Daoyou to come here, right?, is there a place to stay, why don't you go to my house?"

"This is a little inconvenient, isn't it?" Guo Ming hesitated. But in his heart, he was thinking, "Chu Tian, this kid is on the road, it seems that he will be promoted in the future."

"No, I can't ask for you as a Deng Junjie, how can I say that it is inconvenient to say it?"

"Yes, I would also like to thank Brother Dao for saving me. Song Lan bowed.

Guo Ming helped him and nodded, "Then there will be a lot of trouble." "If he was really sleepy, someone would bring him a pillow, and he believed that if he joined, their conflict would have erupted more violently.

A woman's curiosity is terrifying, if it weren't for the fear of affecting his own plans, Guo Ming really wanted to give Song Lan a slap. As the saying goes, three women have five hundred ducks, but this woman seems to have reached that number.

"How high is your Heavenly Master's cultivation?"

"Not high. ”

"How tall is not high?"

"Generalization. ”

"Can't you describe it to me vividly?"

"No, you can't. ”

"Don't you hate me. ”

"Not annoying. ”

"I knew the truth, because I was lovely who would hate me. ”

Guo Ming was stunned, looking at the other party's grinning cheeks, he had an urge to slap her to death. If a man is shameless, he will do anything. But if the girl is shameless, then she is truly invincible in the world.

In the end, Chu Tian saw that Guo Ming's face was not good, and hurriedly pulled away Song Lan, who was chattering.

"Hey, what are you pulling me for? Guo Ming, don't forget that you are going to teach me the Heavenly Master's spells. Song Lan shouted loudly.

Guo Ming covered his head in pain, looked at Sun Demon next to him, and He Bing said, "I hope you can stand it in the future." ”

Sun Demon and He Bing glanced at each other and laughed a little embarrassedly. Although Song Lan talks a little more, she is still more delicate and cute, and more importantly, she has a special physique.

"Hey, what do you mean, are you idle with me?" Song Lan said. How can he say that he is also a young and beautiful girl, he doesn't mean that to himself? This is not okay, Song Lan glanced at Guo Ming secretly, and laughed.

Sun Demon shuddered and said in a low voice: "Brother, be careful, that girl will probably fix you." "He has learned Song Lan, a little witch, a few times, and naturally knows how powerful she is. Guo Ming is a cheerful person, and he is also a powerful celestial master, and he also has the heart to make friends.

Guo Ming nodded in gratitude.

Xia Xue's face changed greatly when she heard the words of the middle-aged scribe, and when she was about to leave, a loud laugh came, and at the same time, a breath of ruyuan permeated, locking Xia Xue who wanted to move. A young man in black, with blue hair like a waterfall, strode over.

His eyes were unusually bright, like a bright moon, and his slender ten fingers held a black long sword, and he came to Xia Xue's side step by step.

"Heavy sword Wu Feng. Xia Xue said with a grim expression.

"Yes, you are the wife of my most respected eldest brother, and I hope to be able to maintain this relationship forever. Wu Feng's voice was very indifferent, but when he said this, his eyes were looking at the heavy sword in his hand. His big hand stroked over and over again, with a focused and persistent expression, as if it was his wife, who depended on him for life and death.

If you are a person who does not know the way of the way, you will be very angry when you meet him, because it is very impolite for you to talk and not look at him. Of course, those who know the Tao will not have this view. Heavenly Sword Pavilion is a sword-based sect, most of the disciples in the sect are obsessed with swords, and Wu Feng is even more obsessed with the extreme.

They have a saying in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, that is, the sword is there, the person is there, the sword is dead, the person is dead. From this sentence, it is enough to see their love for the sword.

"I'm here to get out of the marriage. Xia Xue said coldly, "I hope you pay attention to your words." ”

"I know, but I don't want you to do that. Wu Feng still didn't raise his head.

"What do you want to do?" Xia Xue's face changed, and she seemed to have guessed something.

"You and I are both on the twelfth dragon and phoenix list, and I didn't dare to make a move because of my eldest brother's affection. If you dissolve the relationship, I'll kill you. Wu Feng's words were very cold, cold to the bone marrow, and as soon as the words fell, a dragon groan erupted from his heavy sword, and the earth-shattering aura hit Xia Xue's mind one by one.

Xia Xue snorted coldly, and as soon as her jade hand stretched out, a blood-red phoenix-shaped jade sword appeared in her palm.

Whirling and spinning, he seemed to sense the threat of the other party, and a blood-red phoenix spread its wings and met it.

Two different sword intents were constantly fighting in the void, but they were too strong for each other, and neither of them could help anyone for a while.

The middle-aged scribe watched coldly, looked at it carefully for a while, and then coughed and said, "It's all a family, why bother hurting the harmony for the sake of the battle of will." Stop it. ”

Saying that, he gave Wu Feng a look, Wu Feng seemed to be reckless, but his mind was quicker than anyone else, he nodded secretly, and put away his attack first.

Imagine being able to become a master of the dragon list, who would believe it if you say you are a reckless man? The most unbelievable thing in these years is the face of people, after all, people are used to wearing masks to do things, who knows whether people are ghosts under the masks?

Xia Xue didn't attack life and death, after all, it was just a competition of momentum. Seeing that the other party had put away her momentum, she also found a step to put it away. In any case, this matter is rude to me, because it is not the other party who proposes to dissolve the marriage contract, but himself.

This is the era of male power, just imagine a man who has been divorced by his wife who has not passed through the door, where will his face go? Ordinary people are just ordinary people, but are they ordinary families? The young pavilion master of the famous Tianjian Pavilion of the Blue-eyed Clan, the famous talent of the Dragon List, and the handsome man that countless girls dream of. Such a glorious identity is destined for him to be extraordinary.

If it was an ordinary small family that refused to marry, I am afraid that their entire family would have been wiped out by the Heavenly Sword Pavilion a long time ago. It's a pity that it was the Demon Soldier Sect that proposed to withdraw from the marriage, a place that was enough to confront the Heavenly Sword Pavilion. Whatever it was for, they couldn't do anything to them.

"How is my friend?" Xia Xue was worried about Guo Ming's affairs and hurriedly asked.

"Don't worry, we won't kill him, we will only give him a small punishment. The middle-aged scribe said with a smile.

Xia Xue sneered and wanted to chase after her. But the black shadow flashed in front of him, Wu Feng blocked Xia Xue's way, and said lightly: "Xia Xue, my eldest brother has been waiting for you in Heavenly Sword Pavilion for a long time, don't you want to meet him?"

"But I have to make sure my friend is safe. Xia Xue said in a deep voice.

"At this point, Miss Xia can rest assured, in this city, my Heavenly Sword Pavilion is the absolute authority, if we want to kill someone, then no one can stop us. Of course, we didn't intend to kill your friend. Wu Feng said lightly. The voice is not loud, but it is absolutely arrogant and wanton.

"Miss Xia, you won't doubt my Heavenly Sword Pavilion's character, right?" the middle-aged scribe said with a smile, "Don't worry, your friend is safe and sound, and it's not too early now, do you think it's time to go to Heavenly Sword Pavilion?"

One of the two sang white-faced, and the other sang black-faced, making Xia Xue speechless. In this era of strength, character is equal to fart, because people always pay attention to the living, and the dead who take care of it.

But there are some things that can't be said, Xia Xue is also a human being, so naturally she can't easily break the rules, she looked at the direction where Guo Ming disappeared and sighed, and said, "Lead the way." ”

The middle-aged scribe led the way with a smile, and quietly made a gesture in a certain direction with his right hand.

The monk hidden in the shadows immediately understood, and his face showed a cruel killing intent. He understood what the middle-aged scribe meant, and that was - to kill. Whatever it takes.

In a word, those who insult the Heavenly Sword Pavilion will be killed.

Watching the three of them leave, the middle-aged man hiding in the shadows walked out and sent a message to summon, only to find that no one had replied to him after a while. A bad feeling suddenly surged through his heart, and he hurriedly sent a message again, which was also sunk into the sea.

Adept at tracking, he quickly found the blood on the ground, and his face changed suddenly, and he could clearly sense that his men had died here. Glancing around, the wind quickly disappeared and was about to leave.

At this moment, a faint voice came, "Since you're here, don't go." ”

The wind only felt his body freeze, the scene around him changed, and the next moment he appeared in a beautiful hall.

Dozens of gray-bearded monks looked at them with a grim look, and the earth-shattering pressure frantically pressed over.

"What the hell is this place?" Hurricane is also a monk at the peak of the imperial rank, but he came here. He was sad to find that these old men were all emperor-level one by one.

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