Sun Wan's face turned red, and she spoke softly, "Senior sister, do you remember the last time I was hunted down and killed in the battle for Zhuji Dan, and was finally rescued by a senior brother of the Yunhai Sect?"

This woman is not an outsider, she is the female cultivator of the Cangxu faction who stabbed Zhou Ze with a thousand rulers that day, but was saved by Zhou Ze.

Hearing Sun Wan say this, Liu Youfu couldn't help but glance at Zhou Ze more, and then shifted her gaze and said more.

On the other side, the faces of a man and a woman in the Falling Sword Sect suddenly changed, and a trace of shock flashed in Zhao An's eyes, and their bodies subconsciously dodged into the crowd.

"Senior Brother Zhang...... , how are they!" Yue Rou's voice trembled slightly, and she lowered her head deeply, as if she was afraid that Zhao An and the others would see it.

Zhang Guanglin also looked annoyed, "Damn! I heard that the Yunhai Sect didn't send any disciples down the mountain this time, I thought I could avoid these three people, why did they appear here!"

It's also sad.

Since the last time Zhang Guanglin and Yue Rou were defeated by Han Da in the secret workshop, they have always regarded that incident as a great shame, for fear of being known by others.

As a daughter, Yue Rou didn't want others to know that she was slapped by Han Da.

This time, the spiritual power in Qingyuan City is tilted, and it is said that there is a great inheritance in the world. The two of them were also among the inner disciples, so they were arranged to come, and the two of them were lucky that the Yunhai Sect did not send anyone to come, but they didn't expect to meet the three of them.

But it's a pity that although Zhang Guanglin and Yue Rou were apprehensive in their hearts, on the other side, Zhao An and the others didn't know at all, they just stood aside by themselves, looking at the people around them intentionally or unintentionally.

Suddenly, Zhao An's pupils shrank, and his eyes looked towards a corner, with a look of surprise on his face.

Sensing that something was wrong with Zhao An, Zhou Ze asked puzzledly, "Senior Brother Zhao, how do you look at your expression like a ghost." ”

Zhao An said, "It seems like it's really a hell, look at who that person is." ”

Zhou Ze had never seen Zhao An like this, his curiosity was aroused at the moment, and he followed Zhao An's eyes, and after seeing the person's appearance clearly, Zhou Ze's pupils constricted, his mouth opened wide, and he stared at the person with a ghostly expression, and it took a long time before he touched Han Da's arm, and stammered,

"Han, Senior Brother Han, am I dazzled?"

"You dirt bun, what fuss are you seeing?"

Han Da's impatient voice sounded, his eyes barely moved away from the wine jug in his hand, and the next moment he suddenly scolded in his mouth, the wine jug almost fell to the ground, and asked, "Lao Zhao, what's going on?"

Zhao An replied angrily, "Who do I ask if you ask me!"

The person in front of them was not an outsider, it was Shao Chuanzhi who they met a few days ago!

Strange to say, the Shao Chuanzhi they met a few days ago was still an ordinary mortal, but how could they have imagined that today he would become a monk, and it seems that his cultivation is not weak, it is really incomprehensible.

As if sensing the gaze of Zhao An and the others, "Shao Chuanzhi" showed a trace of doubt on his face, as if he didn't know Zhao An and the others, he only smiled slightly, nodded at the three of them, and looked away.

But before the three of them could think about it more, a piercing howl suddenly came from the sky!

Zhao An looked up and saw that above Lang Lang's blue sky, the clouds were rolling, and five huge heavenly horses neighing with their heads raised and neighing descended from the sky, each with a huge reins on their bodies, and jointly pulled a huge carriage from the sky.

"What kind of person is this, what a big magnificent!" The monks in the audience were shocked by the scene in front of them, and secretly said in their hearts.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, a slender silver whip burst out of the carriage like lightning, and shook in mid-air, and then the whip shadow suddenly turned from one to five, and slammed into the backs of the five Pegasi.

"Aang!"

The five Pegasi raised their front hooves in an instant, and their necks neighed in pain in midair.

Immediately, in the shocked eyes of everyone, the five heavenly horses swooped down violently, and fell straight down towards the ground, as loud as a meteorite shooting down, as if they were going to smash the ground into a big crater.

"Not good!" Seeing this, the surrounding monks flew out one after another, for fear of being affected by the carriage.

Just listen to a loud "boom".

As soon as the carriage fell to the ground, it exploded with a bang, turning into a cloud of smoke in front of everyone's eyes and dissipating in an instant.

"What's the situation?" everyone was startled, but they saw that in the thick smoke, several figures of high and low gradually appeared.

Those people are men and women, their appearance and temperament are all superior, and the clothes on their bodies are even more gorgeous and flamboyant, with a dazzling extravagance, and they are the children of famous families at first glance.

And the young man standing in the center has a cinnabar-colored tear mole under his left eye, and his appearance is quite pleasing to the eye, but there is a fierce color in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth are smiling, but he doesn't look like a trace of kindness, and he doesn't dare to look at him directly.

"Who are these?" whispered in the crowd, and their senses fell on those people, looking at them with a look of interest.

But for some reason, at the moment when the young man with a mole appeared, Zhao An suddenly felt a chill behind him, and an inexplicable sense of uneasiness and vigilance suddenly mentioned, and a strong killing intent rose inexplicably in his heart.

Strange to say, I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional.

The young man with a mole in the corner of his eye also locked his eyes on Zhao An, and the moment he saw Zhao An, the young man's cold eyes were like a fireball thrown into it, and it exploded violently, and a person who was originally as cold as ice instantly seemed to have a trace of vitality as a living person.

Smiled at Zhao An, and the young man with a mole in the corner of his eye looked away and didn't look at it again.

"Senior Brother Zhao, do you know him?" Zhou Ze asked in a low voice.

Zhao An frowned, then shook his head gently.

Such a character, no matter who it is, will never forget, let alone him!

But he hadn't seen the other party before, and he didn't know how to explain the killing intent that had just surged out of his heart.

was doubting himself, but there was a sudden sound of surprise from the audience, Zhao An looked up following the sound, but saw a green light rising from the ground, slowly surging into the sky, and turned into the appearance of a gate.

At this moment, a pure white and light figure like an elf flashed on the green gate, and then stopped on a platform above everyone's heads.

"Bailu?!" Zhou Ze said excitedly.

I saw that the figure had slender limbs, a handsome body, a pair of big black eyes that were clear and transparent, tilted his head to look at the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on Zhao An and the others, it was Zhang Mingtang's white deer.