Let's go.

A huge shadow of the Spiritual Peak crossed over everyone's heads.

The blazing sunlight, unobstructed, finally shone down and re-tiled on the surface of the river, shattering the flowing gold of the river.

On the edge of the river, everyone's faces reflected the streamer of the river, but no one could speak.

It's all like a dream......

The light of Shouzheng has been shattered, and when you enter Kunwu at this moment, there is no longer any obstruction.

After a long silence, a ray of light rose from the ground and plunged straight into the opposite shore!

It's time to cross the river!

After this light, countless people after it finally woke up.

"Crossing the river!

Either controlling the magic weapon, or flying through the sky, suddenly saw a locust-like shadow rushing towards the opposite bank.

on the boardwalk.

Lu Xiang's cold gaze had not yet moved back from the top of the Lingzhao flying far away from the cliff mountain, and countless figures blocked it, but they couldn't see it clearly.

"Ahem......"

With a light cough, her distant brows furrowed, with an indescribable sickness.

Several female cultivators in White Moon Valley were all a little dazed at the moment because of excessive shock.

That man......

Wasn't it the same nun they saw on the White Rock Mountain? Even the mink on her shoulder was exactly the same.

Lu Xiangleng naturally recognized it, sighed, turned around, and saw the expressions on everyone's faces.

She couldn't help but smile: "There are mountains outside the mountains, so don't mind." ”

In fact, only with such a temperament that makes people feel like a spring breeze can she be the senior sister of Yashan, right?

"Let's go, let's go. ”

Lu Xiang's cold voice was not hurried.

As soon as she took a step towards the void, she swept away from the wind.

The moment her figure took off, countless people around her noticed it.

So, there was an exclamation.

"It's the Medicine Girl!"

"Fairy Lu, ......"

"The ...... of the White Moon Valley"

……

platform.

Shocked, Yuyama Xing stretched out his hand and forcibly pressed his chin back into place.

"Good ...... That's Kungo......"

Said hit and hit.

That's the favorite for Kunwu to win the championship, and it means throwing it away.

"But that's also a cliff mountain. ”

Although Jiang Wenchao's heart was surging, he said it so lightly.

Yu Shan Xing looked at Jiang Wenchao with a monster look for a moment.

Jiang Wenchao smiled slightly, and didn't explain much, but said: "Now that the light of righteousness has been broken, I guess there is no need to wait, thank the sect master for guiding me all the way, and don't pass by." ”

With an arch of his hands, he turned away.

It was only a few steps forward that Jiang Wenchao's footsteps stopped.

In front, more than a dozen blue-robed monks who did not wear any magic weapons stood in the distance, among which was a young man with a majestic weapon, who was guarded by everyone, was staring at Jiang Wenchao, with undisguised arrogance and ridicule in his eyes.

Tongling Pavilion, He Jiuyi.

is now ranked eighth, and it is very likely that he will be on the one-man stage.

Jiang Wenchao also looked at him, as if looking at his former self.

He also had such arrogance.

But then, it disappeared completely.

He Jiuyi finally took a slow step, walked over slowly, and couldn't help but sneer when he saw him dressed in a maple red robe.

"I haven't seen him for many years, but Senior Brother Jiang is still the same. Well, it seems that cultivation is still in the early stage of Jindan, and it hasn't fallen down, it's really rare!"

Jiang Wenchao slowly looked up at him and did not speak.

On the surface of the river, the figures of monks one after another crossed directly.

Behind the big tree by the river, the golden abacus is so frightened that his soul is about to fall, this Gu Qingmei is really killing that Gu Qingmei in the red world!

Phew!

Before he said to Gu Qingmei, "I don't accept it", he had completely offended her, and when he entered the third level, if he hadn't been in a hurry and pretended to be Meng Xizhou to escape, I am afraid that it would not be as simple as killing the Red Realm in □□, but the corpse would be broken on the spot!

This time, Xiaohui is still on Kunwu's territory, and the sound of the golden abacus is too unique, not to mention that there are few people who use abacus at all.

He's going to bump into this by accident......

My heart trembled for a long time, Qian Que looked at the eleventh peak of Kunwu opposite, and he was really entangled to the extreme.

In the end, he had a fierce look in his eyes!

The thieves are not empty, how can they go back when they get to Kunwu?

Besides......

"Hey, hey. ”

Qian Que laughed obscenely, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a long stick appeared in his hand.

With five fingers, he grabbed the long stick and slammed it to the ground!

"Bang. ”

There was a muffled sound.

"Ahem. ”

Qian Que coughed, cleared his throat, straightened his slightly hunched back, and stood up with his head held high in an instant.

Well, that's good.

From now on, this abacus will be renamed Meng Xizhou!

Suddenly emboldened, Qian Que looked around with bold and blind eyes, and finally walked out from behind the big tree and merged into the crowd of people crossing the river.

In the teleportation array.

A big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, carrying a long black stick, also appeared on the platform after the light of the formation flashed.

Meng Xizhou!

He looked ahead, and in an instant, his heart was hot, and his blood burned brightly!

Senior, Meng is here!

The seniors who can enter the Red Killing World are likely to appear at this small meeting!

It's just that I don't know if it's one of those popular candidates, or it's hidden in an obscure group of people.

Meng Xizhou was so excited that he wanted to scream, but without hesitation, he turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the opposite bank!

My hero, I'm coming!

The mighty crowd of people merges into a river in the sky, which is magnificent.

Among the members of the Demon Sealing Sword Sect, the young man in the dark red robe also withdrew his gaze.

Seeing the identity of the sorrow was expected by him, but he was not very surprised.

A layer of gloom between his eyebrows did not dissipate, and he flicked his sleeves directly, and flew away with a vague light.

……

On the riverside.

A young man yawning and sitting on the flat ground lazily took away some kind of atlas that was spread out on his lap and stretched: "Ah, at last we are about to go......! Ben rascals are coming!"

……

On the platform steps.

A young man, wearing a short coat of animal skin, stepping on the ground barefoot, holding a large watermelon in his arms, was holding an iron spoon, frantically digging into the bright red watermelon pulp inside, and kept stuffing it into his mouth.

While eating, he muttered to himself vaguely: "I'll leave after the last bite, the last bite!"

The iron spoon kept falling, but no one left.

……

In the woods, on the plank road, countless people, all kinds of beings, all gathered in Kunwu at this moment.

Gu Qingmei stood on the river, and as soon as his spiritual power came out, he had already steamed his wet robe.

She glanced back at the surging crowd coldly, snorted coldly, and directly turned into a streamer, galloping towards the main peak in the center of Kunwu!

At this moment, the Lingzhao Peak of Yashan Mountain has passed through the gap between two of the ten peaks on the periphery, and gradually approached the main peak.

The main peak of Kunwu, looking down from a high place, only gives people a sense of thrill. All the pavilions and wooden houses are long, and only a small shadow remains, and a faint outline can be seen.

Yunhai Square floats in the sky at the top of the main peak, and the floating clouds are illuminated by the sun, setting off around Yunhai Square, which is really immortal.

A magnificent hall, suspended high in the north of the square, the whole body presents gray and white jade, known as "three hundred feet to the sky" said. A fan-shaped staircase runs straight up from the bottom of the main hall, and two high walls stand upright on both sides, like two long sharp thorns, reaching into the sky.

A hanging plaque flashes with golden streamers, and the ancient word "Heavens" is engraved on it.

This is the Great Hall of the Heavens.

The mountain man of Fudao controlled the Lingzhao top, and quickly approached here, and then directly let out a long laugh: "Hengxu old monster, long time no see, I'm here for the mountain man!"

Behind him, countless Yashan disciples simply had the urge to grab the ground with their heads.

Seeing sorrow is also helpless to help your forehead: they are also two top sects in the Central Domain, can you be formal when you meet?

But the people of Fudao Mountain obviously didn't have this intention at all.

He treats Kungo as his own backyard, which is called a free one.

The shouting had just landed, and a long sigh came out of the hall again.

"Boom!"

In front of the entire Heavenly Palace, above the Yunhai Square, the white clouds suddenly surged, like a tide, and they quickly condensed in front of Lingzhaoding, and were paved into a white cloud avenue, leading straight to the highest place of the Great Hall of the Heavens!

"I haven't seen you for three hundred years, and Brother Fudao's demeanor is still the same, which is gratifying. Please!"

"Good!"

As soon as the people of Fudao Mountain saw the Baiyun Avenue and heard the word "please", their eyes immediately lit up.

With one step, his whole body flickered, and he disappeared from the Lingzhao Peak Sword Drawing Platform and appeared on the Baiyun Avenue.

He didn't look back, and directly greeted the people in Yashan: "See you, you all come down, you're welcome, our Yashan Kunwu family, just treat this place as your own home." Now the mountain people will take you to see Kunwu's old monster, hahaha!"

“……”

The Yashan disciples were all speechless.

Why didn't Kungo beat you to death here?

Seeing that he was standing on the sword drawing platform, he smiled helplessly, but there was a bit of heaviness in his eyes.

She came down with Zheng Yin, followed the footsteps of the Fudao mountain people, and walked all the way from Baiyun Avenue to the end of the main hall.

At the highest point of the countless steps of the main hall, there is a round platform, and you can vaguely see the thirty zhang Zhou Tian Star Disk standing tall.

The brilliant silver light swept through the astrolabe, as if with a mysterious mystery.

Hengxu Zhenren turned his back to the astrolabe, stood on the high place of the Great Hall of the Heavens, and looked at the Fudao Mountain People who were getting closer and closer on the Baiyun Avenue in front of him.

Kunwu's Shouzheng Light had been destroyed by the Fudao Mountain people three hundred years ago, and it was only after he left the Nineteen Continents that it slowly recovered. Today, he was hit by him with a spiritual light, and I don't know how many years I have to cultivate.

"After all these years, your master is still inexorable......"

As he thought, he smiled peacefully and spoke.

Behind him stood two men.

The person on the left is Wu Duan, the third true disciple of his seat, wearing a white robe, with a somewhat awe-inspiring handsomeness, while the person on the right is a cliff and mountain curve, dressed in a black robe, and the corners of his lips are curved in a natural arc, still gentle and seemingly harmless.

Fang Cai Kunwu Hengxu Zhenren's words were said to him.

Qu Zhengfeng came to Kunwu in advance because of the hidden realm of Qingfeng Nunnery to explain the situation.

But I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence, and I also bumped into the Fudao mountain people.

The smile in his eyes became a little more real, and he respectfully replied to Heng Xu's true humanity: "Real people have fiery eyes, and it's not wrong at all." Shizun has been out for 300 years, and when he comes back, it is actually the same. ”

"Alas......"

Hengxu Zhenren shook his head and sighed.

Wu Duan, who was standing in the back, had a little more strange in his eyes: as the head of Kunwu and the leader of the entire Central Domain, the love of Hengxu Zhenren was basically absent most of the time, or he was in a very stable state and did not show it at all. And now even sighing?

It is rumored that as early as a thousand years ago, Hengxu Zhenren and Fudao Mountain people were two geniuses side by side, and now one is the oldest qualified elder in Yashan, and the other is the first one who is highly respected by Kunwude, and the friendship is also very deep.

Three hundred years ago, the Left Three Thousand Little Society, it seems to be the same, right?

Time flies, and there is no turning back.

In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed.

Wu Duan thought about it, and couldn't help but smile.

Ahead, the people of Fudao Mountain had already come to the front, and they came directly to them, swept in at a glance, saw the Hengxu real person, also saw Qu Zhengfeng, and finally saw Wu Duan, and didn't even greet the Hengxu real person first, so he said "yo".

"Isn't this Wu Duan? Hahaha, are you healed?"

“……”

Wu Duan's smile suddenly stiffened on his face, and his face suddenly darkened.

I was simply choked by a word from the mountain people of Fudao!

Injure?

What other injuries can there be, of course, they are the injuries from the previous battle with Qu Zhengfeng!

Wu Duan secretly spit out a mouthful of old blood, resisted the urge to convuls, and bowed down: "Senior Wu Duan, meet Elder Fudao." Elder Lao remembered that it was already well. ”

"It's pretty fast. ”

The people of Fudao Mountain looked like "it's actually good", and they were extremely underbeaten.

He shook his head and looked at Qu Zhengfeng: "You're also there." ”

"The disciple visits the master. ”

Qu Zhengfeng also stepped forward and explained by the way: "I once sent a letter to the master, I have left the hidden realm of Qingfeng Nunnery, and I first informed Kunwu about Senior Brother Xie, so I came first." ”

Speaking of Xie Buchen, he was also an unlucky guy.

The Fudao mountain people understood as soon as they heard it, waved their hands, and finally walked in front of the Hengxu real person.

He looked extremely thin, standing there was simply out of place with the entire magnificent hall, with an aura of decline, while Hengxu Zhenren was a clean robe, and he could vaguely see the simple patterns drawn on it, as if it was made of some special material, no matter how you look at it, he was the leader of a sect.

When the two stood together, an extremely indescribable difference suddenly appeared.

It seems that he also noticed such a gap, and the people of Fudao Mountain couldn't help but "tsk" twice, looked up and down at the Hengxu real person, and then held the chicken leg in his hand, eating while opening his mouth.

"When I came, I saw countless Kunwu disciples below, and there seemed to be a lot more people. You've been doing well for the past three hundred years. ”

"It's like a man drinking water. ”

As for what it is, the real people themselves know.

He had sent a letter to the people of Fudao Mountain earlier, and said that he had watched the heavens two years ago and received the instructions of the "Kunwu Tribulation", so the people of Fudao Mountain should also know the recent situation of Kunwu.

Hengxu Zhenren didn't say much, only glanced at Fudao.

The Fudao mountain man then looked at the Zhou Tian Xingchen Disk behind the Hengxu real person and said, "Can it still be counted now?"

"No, I can't do it. ”

Hengxu Zhenren knew what he was asking and shook his head.

Zhou Tian Xingchen Disk calculation is also limited, it is impossible to calculate endlessly, and the location of Kunwu Tribulation and Xie Buchen that predicted the last time has almost exhausted his mental strength.

"Let's get back to that. ”

The people of Fudao Mountain also sighed.

A hundred years, for monks, is just a flick of a finger.

That's it.

Kunwu's catastrophe, how do you know that it is not the catastrophe of the entire Central Region?

Hengxu Zhenren nodded, and then looked at Baiyun Avenue.

"It's coming. ”

It's to see sorrow and others coming.

More than a dozen disciples of Yashan, plus some Yashan disciples with higher cultivation who came to see the excitement, have all come to the Great Hall of Heavens.

The eyes of the real people couldn't help but sweep over.

Standing in the back were the ordinary disciples of Yashan, and then several disciples of the Fudao Mountain people.

And at the front, it was Zheng Yin, the head of Yashan, and a female cultivator in a moon-white robe.

On the gentle and beautiful face, there seems to be a trace of the softness of the past, and the narrow eyes seem to be drawn with a stroke of eyebrows, blending a little bit of different beauty. There were dark lines on the moon-white robe, but it was tightly tied around the waist, giving it a little more uprightness, not to mention her straight back.

"Juniors and others will meet the real person. ”

Zheng Yu took the lead, and everyone bowed down.

Hengxu Zhenren's gaze fell on Jianchou, calmly retracted it, and said to Zheng Invitation: "Yashan Kunwu is inseparable, you don't have to be polite. Master Zheng, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm polite. ”

As he spoke, Hengxu nodded slightly at him.

Counting seniority, Zheng Invite is Hengxu's junior, but now Zheng Invite is also the head of Yashan, so Hengxu will say hello to him alone.

Of course, Zheng Yu didn't dare to hold it up, so he bowed down and received the salute: "The real person is polite." ”

"This one is Brother Fudao's newly accepted big apprentice, right?"

Hengxu Zhenren smiled, and finally said this sentence to the Fudao mountain people, he was referring to the sorrow.

The gaze also naturally fell on her again.

At this moment, he also raised his head when he saw sorrow and looked at the real person.

He was an ordinary-looking old man, with gray hair and wrinkles on his face, just like the people of Fudao Mountain, a monk who let the years flow in his body. His strength is not visible from the outside, but it is reflected in his every point of vision, calm, vicissitudes, and wisdom.

Is this such an old man who accepted Xie Buchen as an apprentice?

At that moment, countless images crossed through my mind.

The blood-stained sword that pierced her body, the wet corners of her clothes when Xie Buchen walked past her with a sword, and the coffin that had been cut out of the trunk of the tree on that rainy day, the smell of dampness, buried her in the huge crater......

Moreover, far from home.

At the mouth of the heart, where a sword had been pierced, it began to ache faintly again!

A burning sensation, like a soldering iron, was about to be burned from the surface of her old scars, like the sword that pierced her heart that day, burning through her chest!

Looking for him for his life?

Her life is good, but what about the child?

Who do you want to ask for that wrong love?

At that moment, there were countless and countless emotions surging in her chest, and at that moment, her blood was mixed with the ice slag of hatred, and it was almost about to burst out; at that moment, she almost couldn't suppress that impulse and questioned sharply!

Just nothing.

When countless and countless hatreds accumulate to the extreme, they are so calm that they are afraid of themselves.

There was no mirror in front of him, but the sorrow was very clear.

At this moment, her expression must be the same as usual, even with a little peaceful smile.

Only in the depths of my heart, there is an evil ghost who is not like himself, laughing strangely.

However, the voice of sorrow was calm and indifferent: "See sorrow and see real people." ”

The people of Fudao Mountain also looked at it, but they didn't see anything unusual, they only snorted, and they were triumphant: "The foundation was built on the thirteenth day, and there was a heavenly disk." Tsk, back then, you were not as good as me, and now the apprentices you accept are not as good as my apprentices. Hahaha......"

"It's a good seedling of cultivation, to this hall to stand up, not slow, but a bit of a weighty taste, only two years of practice, to have such a heart, it's really rare. ”

The gaze of a real person is incomparably accessible and calm.

He looked at the sorrow, showing a slight appreciation, and seemed to see the talent of the sorrow.

"I heard that Zhi Linsuo only ranked this son in the hundredth, and I am afraid that he will be out of sight. ”

"It's only been a few days since my family came out of the Batu Caves, and it is common for Zhilinsu to have not received the news. Hey. The Fudao mountain man laughed suddenly, "It's just a hundred now, isn't it good?

“……”

It turns out that the ranking can still be revised.

Seeing sorrow, I understood.

It's just that there is no big expression on her face, just because Hengxu Zhenren mentioned Xie Buchen.

Hengxu Zhenren finally withdrew his gaze, put one hand behind his back, and glanced at the Zhou Tian Star Disk that had been a sign of a qiē.

"This son's cultivation has built a complete foundation, and he can break through at any time, and he has a ghost axe in his body, and he has a strange physique, I am afraid that it will be greater than I expected. Such a good heart, and such a wonderful heart, reminds me of my new apprentice. However, if you are not too cold, you are dedicated to cultivation, and you don't even go out of the door in general, which is completely different from the approachability of you. ”

"Tsk, are you embarrassed to mention your apprentice?"

The Fudao mountain man rolled his eyes directly.

"Your good apprentice is trapped in the hidden realm of Qingfeng Nunnery, and now he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and he doesn't even know if he can participate in the small meeting. My family is worried, can you compare with your broken apprentice? Don't be shameless!"

“……”

was stunned, and then laughed.

Hengxu Zhenren shook his head: "There are talented people in the country, and you and I are just the front waves." ”

Wen Crepe Crepe began to pretend again.

The people of Fudao Mountain were the most impatient with these, and seeing that everyone was standing here without words, they said directly: "Come on, everyone has seen it, who is that, Wu Duan." You take this group down to Kunwu for a walk, and I'll talk to your master about something. Zheng invites the second child, you two stay!"

Hengxu Zhenren also looked over and said, "Go ahead." ”

This is the meaning of agreeing with the people of Fudao Mountain.

Wu Duan was stunned, he really didn't expect this kind of errand to fall on his head again.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, glanced at Qu Zhengfeng, who was silent next to him, and probably guessed that they were going to talk about the matter over there in Qingfeng Nunnery, so he only bowed down and said, "The disciple obeys." ”

After speaking, he bowed, retreated, and walked in front of the sorrowful.

"Sister Sorrow......"

They had seen it before on the West Seaside.

Wu Duan had a smile on his face, and he was about to say hello to Jianchou, but when he raised his eyes, he crashed into a pair of indescribably calm eyes.

Vaguely, he actually felt a smell of blood, hiding an indescribable pathos.

It also seems that a trace of tears passed through the eyes of the woman in front of her.

In the blink of an eye, a smile bloomed on this beautiful face, so the previous qiē was like an illusion.

Seeing that there was nothing strange about the sorrow, he bent the corners of his lips slightly, and saw that Wu Duan seemed to be a little stunned, so he only arched his hand and said: "There is Senior Brother Lao Wu." ”

After a long time, Wu Duan reacted, hurriedly waved his hand, and led the way.

"Please. ”

Seeing the sorrowful nod, he said goodbye to the Fudao Mountain people with many Yashan disciples and Wu Duan, went down the steps, and finally came to the wide Yunhai Square.

All of a sudden, many Yashan disciples behind him were boiling.

Shen Ji laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, everyone don't be restrained, what, Senior Brother Wu, Kunwu, we are also very familiar." Before I came this year, the Red Spirit Fairy had already sent me an invitation to take someone to taste the Yunling Fruit behind the mountain. Shen has been greedy for a long time, the old rules, you're welcome, I'll go first!"

After saying that, Shen Ji didn't hesitate to fly away!

The little fat man Jiang He stomped his feet: "Fourth Senior Brother, you are too fast, don't, wait for me, leave me a few!"

When the words landed, the person had directly turned into a streamer and fell towards the sea of clouds.

Many Yashan disciples had heard Shen Ji boast about Kunwu's Red Spirit Fruit long before they came, and when they saw several masters taking the lead, they also expressed their followers to Wu Duan and left.

After a while, there were only three people left in the square.

Sword idiot Kou Qianzhi held the long sword, stood not far away, looked worried, and asked, "Isn't the senior sister going?"

“……”

Why do they really seem to think of Kungo as a backyard?

The Qiē under the mountain, the Yashan disciples, seem to be very familiar.

Indeed, the relationship between the two factions is a little better than she thought.

But......

Maybe it's just because of the lurking crisis, which hasn't erupted yet.

Seeing that he was worried, he shook his head: "You guys go." ”

All right.

Kou Qianzhi then said, "Then I'll go first." ”

After speaking, he also went directly with his sword, catching up with the light of a magic weapon in the distance.

Wu Duan watched from behind and couldn't help but press his forehead.

Seeing sorrow looked at him.

Wu Duan finally showed a wry smile: "Senior Uncle Chi Ling is in charge of my Kunwu Spirit Plantation Hall, and he often cultivates some fairy grass and fairy fruits...... She...... Well, I like the Yashan monks more, so every time I ......"

"I thought it was Senior Brother Shen's peach blossom tweed......"

Seeing that he smiled and said, he glanced back at the Great Hall of Heavens that was quickly covered by floating clouds, and his eyes were unpredictable.

It was her words that caused Wu Duan to laugh: "It seems that Senior Sister Jian has an understanding of Senior Brother Shen's temperament." ”

"He's just joking. ”

That's it.

Seeing sorrow, he is reluctant to talk deeply.

"Sometimes I envy the monks of Yashan, who are unrestrained and different. ”

Wu Duan walked towards the front, slightly half a step ahead of Jianchou, and was regarded as leading the way.

Seeing sorrow was slightly surprised: "Is there one?"

"Yes. ”

Wu Duan nodded affirmatively.

In the past, in the West Sea, he fought with Qu Zhengfeng, which was fierce, but when he walked around in this square, he did not have half a bit of hostility.

In fact, to be precise, Wu Duan did not have any malicious intent at the beginning.

Seeing that he doesn't have any bad feelings for him, he can't talk about liking and hating.

She followed Wu Duan's footsteps: "Are you going to visit Kunwu now?"

"Yes, if you see Senior Sister Sorrow, you can take a look at the mountain gate below. Because the two factions are on good terms, at this time of year, Kun Wu has set aside a place for Yashan alone, and Wu also leads his sister to go to the residence first. ”

Wu Duan explained.

Seeing that I understood, it turned out that these things were handed over to Wu Duan.

She remembered the words she heard in the hall, and as she walked, she said as if inadvertently: "I heard that Senior Brother Xie of your sect went to the hidden realm of Qingfeng Nunnery?"

Brother Xie.

It's awkward to say.

The moment the words came out, I was stunned for a moment.

Yes, she is now the senior sister of Yashan, Xie Buchen is just the thirteenth true disciple of Hengxu Zhenren, even Wu Duan saw her, he had to shout "senior sister", I really don't know if he sees Xie Buchen in the future, how should he call him the former husband and wife?

An inexplicable feeling suddenly made Jian Chou laugh.

Hatred aside, perhaps there is still an absurd sense of joy here.

Wu Duan didn't understand why he was smiling, but he just remembered Xie Buchen.

The Battle of Egami on that day......

For some reason, some of them couldn't laugh.

Wu Duan's expression lightened, and he only said, "I went over there, and I went with Senior Brother Yashan Qu." But now he hasn't been able to come back, and it is reported that he has been trapped there, seriously injured and dying. Shizun has sent Senior Brother Yuehe to Qingfeng Nunnery to check the situation, but as for whether he can catch up with the small meeting, he has to say two. ”

Disappointed?

Dark?

Or is it a kind of vicissitudes that are difficult to hide, the sigh of white clouds and dogs?

Seeing that the sorrow was blurred for a while, he only looked at the floating clouds surging below, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Wu doesn't seem to care much about this matter. ”

The tone is relatively indifferent.

Is it so easy to hear?

Wu Duan looked sad for a long time, but he smiled and said a word very honestly.

"It's normal not to care, and I don't like this Senior Brother Xie. ”

“……”

Seeing that I was stunned, it took a long time before I laughed.

Interesting.

Like Qu Zhengfeng doesn't like himself, how can Kunwu be different?

Perhaps, Xie Buchen's situation is also quite interesting?

She couldn't help but think.

Wu Duan only looked at her and smiled, but there was a bit of strange exploration in his eyes.

This senior sister of Yashan always gives people a feeling of hiding secrets.

People only know that she came from an isolated island in the world, but they don't know more information, and no one pays attention.

But now she is giving everyone a qiē, but it is not something that can be precipitated by people who have no past.

Wu Duan found that he was a little curious.

Call......

The wind blows, and the robes hunt.

Suddenly there was a whistling sound of a magic weapon breaking through the air in front of him.

Wu Duan and seeing the sorrow, he looked up almost at the same time.

On the clear blue sky, two rays of light flew one after the other, one continued to fly towards the Great Hall of the Heavens, and the other fell directly on the Yunhai Square.

It was a dark gray figure, as tall as a mountain, and under the wide robe, there was a sense of almost perfect power.

It's all too familiar......

I didn't expect to see it.

Zhou Chengjiang?

When she saw the other party, the other party also saw her.

Zhou Chengjiang also didn't expect that he would see sorrow here.

Kunwu Wuduan he hadn't seen it before, he just glanced at it and went over, and then walked forward, looked at it, but smiled: "Chengjiang has seen Yashan and seen the sorrowful senior sister, I haven't seen it for two years, congratulations to the senior sister for her cultivation." ”

"Congratulations also to Senior Brother Zhou for ranking fourth. ”

Seeing sorrow, he was also polite.

However, a strange light suddenly burst out from under her eyes.

Fighting spirit.

It's still not imminent.

In the fifth layer of the refining body of "Human Weapon", she can clearly feel the changes in Zhou Chengjiang, as if a person has suddenly been reborn, standing there, it gives people a feeling of rebirth.

What is the secret method of the dragon gate?

And also......

Zhou Chengjiang awakened the two Dao seals in the Black Wind Cave.

Seeing the sorrow, he raised his eyebrows: I really don't know if Qu Zhengfeng will be beaten by the group of Longmen one day.

The fighting spirit in her eyes was naturally captured by Zhou Chengjiang.

It was a contest between two body refining maniacs.

Seeing that she was slender and slender, standing there, it seemed that she would ride the wind away at any time, but every inch of her flesh and blood, every bone, had a natural beauty, like polished and smooth jade, revealing a kind of warm flexibility.

Especially......

When Zhou Chengjiang looked at it, he faintly felt that there were some flowing patterns in her body, where the bones were attached.

Seeing that although he was standing in front of him at this moment, he already had a feeling of dissolving in the wind.

He suddenly remembered the rumor that she rode away in front of the Batu Cave, and he had a strange feeling of trembling heart: like facing a great enemy!

Hearts surge.

Zhou Chengjiang also knew that his sorrow at the moment was ranked 100th at the bottom of the list by Zhi Linsuo.

Maybe everyone thinks that Jianchou is not worthy of his name, and being able to be ranked here has already given Yashan face, but only he, who has had a brief moment of fighting with Jianchou, can clearly know how terrible this female cultivator in front of him is!

Top 100?

More than the top ten!

Under the strong pressure, the kind of battle intent that is so strong that it wants to burst out of the body.

Under Zhou Chengjiang's eyes, there was no second person at all, and it seemed that he didn't see Wu Duan at all.

Only sorrow!

"Tonight on the Jiutou River, at the moonrise, I don't know what to do with my sister?"