Ning Qingqiu was shocked by Yun Lan's straightforward question, mainly because she didn't have such a "bold" immortal cultivator, and asking people about the ideal type of Taoist couple when they met for the first time was equivalent to asking a woman what kind of person she wanted to marry as soon as she met a man. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Speak deeply.

And looking at the appearance of this person, it is clear that he has the intention of recommending himself.

But because Yun Lan's eyes were appreciative and not malicious and obscene, Qingqiu was actually not very angry.

It's just the ideal type, and she has never thought about this problem.

In modern society, she has never been in love, there are many people chasing her, and there is no shortage of handsome and chic men, talented people, elites and rich second generations, but she has never thought about it.

At that time, the family said that she was not enlightened, and she was not in a hurry, but now she has no intention of wearing it to the world of cultivating immortals, she is determined to climb to the top of the end of the avenue, and she also wants to go home, this situation is not suitable for finding any Taoist companions......

But before she had time to think about how to politely refuse the person in front of her, Qiye gave someone such a straight sentence.

Listen to ...... Anyway, it's not like you? It's just a slap in the face.

Yun Lan's face sank suddenly, he was favored in Liuyun Sect, the elders of the upper sect valued him, and the junior brothers and sisters below were also extremely supportive of him, and he also had the reputation of Liulan Sword when he walked outside, where had he been directly humiliated like this?

Before he could say a word to Ning Qingqiu to consider me, he died before he could get out of school, and immediately his little white face turned the color of pig liver.

Don't get me wrong, the title of Little White Face was posted by Qiye to others, and in Ning Qingqiu's opinion, he was a very handsome male cultivator with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he was not girly.

"What do you mean by this? I don't know Your Excellency, I have no grievances in the past, and I have no enmity in the near future, so why do you speak so aggressively? If you can't come up with a reasonable explanation, don't blame the Liulan Sword in my hand for being ruthless!"

Yun Lan still had a bearing, he held back his anger and looked at the strange man in black robe who walked in slowly in front of him.

That's right, Qiye spoke so unforgivingly, it was none of his business, and he suddenly interjected and didn't say anything, and he choked like this as soon as he opened his mouth, which made people feel that this was a provocation.

Yun Lan's tone couldn't help but fight, otherwise how would he walk in the Immortal Cultivation Realm in the future? At least in the vicinity of Hundred Flowers City, he would be discredited.

What's more, Ning Qingqiu is still watching from the side, losing face in front of this beauty is the most unbearable thing for people like Yun Lan who love flowers and cherish sex, men, it doesn't matter if he is a cultivator of immortals, except for the group of bald donkey monks in the Western Regions, or those who cultivate the ruthless Dao of ruthlessness, they don't want to lose face in front of women.

Qiye was stunned at first, and he really didn't react that someone was so afraid of death and dared to challenge him, and then he reacted that he had been low-key recently, and he had always been restrained, the key was that the iconic mask of the ghost knife was not revealed, how do people know which onion he has?

"I'm not your fellow Daoist, but you really want to fight me?"

Qiye no longer concealed his aura cultivation when he spoke, but between the retraction and release, he went straight towards Yun Lan, and the imposing Yun Lan in front of him took three steps back, and was caught by another monk behind him, he originally had a good relationship with Yun Lan, and wanted to help him, but his face changed wildly as soon as he made contact.

"Oh no! ...... quickly"

Without saying the word "let go", he was pushed backwards, as if there was an invisible push in the air.

This is not the end, the few monks behind him who were not able to react were like dumplings that had been skewered, and together with seven or eight monks, they crashed into the wall behind them, and with a loud bang, the wall made of wide black rock suddenly cracked, and countless vertical and horizontal cracks appeared on the wall.

The monk who was hit in the end suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and the faces of the people in front of them, including Yun Lan, turned purple, and their aura fluctuated wildly.

The other monks were dumbfounded, and they all froze on the spot. The momentum of the Seven Nights was extremely well controlled, and the monks they were standing on one side were not affected, unlike the other unlucky ones who were standing in a straight line, so they were affected by the pond fish.

This monk who suddenly appeared was so powerful that his strength was so powerful! However, when he released his momentum, he didn't use any tricks, leaving seven or eight monks powerless to fight back.

You must know that there are no weak people here, although they are the younger generation, but the age span of the immortal cultivation world is relatively large, and the monks who have appeared in the past fifty years can be called the same generation. Therefore, the foundation building period also accounted for a small half of the present, Yun Lan is a monk who has just built the foundation, it is the moment of high spirits, after the foundation building is successful, he came out to practice to stabilize the foundation as soon as possible, but he didn't expect to encounter such a terrifying opponent!

The "unlucky" monks endured for a long time, but they still couldn't hold back the blood gushing up in their chests, and suddenly spit out, although their faces were pale, they were much better than before.

Only Yun Lan gritted his teeth and held on, he stood up straight, his eyes looked at Qiye with fear, but he still refused to admit defeat.

He stretched out his hand and took out his Liulan sword, the scabbard was simple, the sword body was snow-white and elegant, and his face was extremely dignified.

It's true that Seven Nights is strong, but how can he just admit defeat like this?!

What's more, this is in the Hundred Flowers City Lord's Mansion, and the other party doesn't dare to kill people if he wants to, and Yun Lan's intention to fight is even more burning.

He was sure that if he fought with this person without dying, he would be able to stabilize his cultivation in the early stage of foundation building in the shortest possible time!

A hand lightly pressed on the hilt of his Liulan sword.

Yun Lan was stunned and looked at the person beside him.

Qingqiu smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Yunlan, I don't think there is any need to fight anymore." ”

Ning Qingqiu's cultivation is lower than Yun Lan, it is just a period of Qi training, it is not an exaggeration to call him a senior brother, this is also to express his kindness, just kidding, you really want to provoke Qiye, do you think you can still stand and talk to me?

But this is obviously unspeakable.

Yun Lan said angrily: "Senior Sister Ning, don't you look down on me too?!" This person is just relying on sneak attacks to take advantage, let me actually fight with him, you will ......"

In his cognition, Qiye really didn't hurt him by his momentum, it should be an attack method, so Yun Lan is still a little confident, his Liulan sword is not a fist embroidered leg, and the swordsmanship is very exquisite!

But before he finished his words, all the eyes of the people were focused on him, Yun Lan's body stiffened, and he slowly turned his head to look.

The mottled stone wall behind them was in their eyes, and there were countless cracks in an instant, as if they were spreading from the inside, and then exploded and shattered into a cloud of powder.

All the monks in the main hall were reduced to stone sculptures, and they stared at the two-person tall pile of powdered sand, completely dumbfounded. (To be continued.) )