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He looked at the symbol of the blood-erotic flower on the side of the left breast of the painted eyebrows.

He thought for a moment, just as he was thinking of the name of a servant he didn't see often, but he still had some impressions.

He finally remembered the name of the force that the symbol represented.

He remembered that this Sword Love Saint Sect was as damned as the Sun and Moon Sacred Palace, no, even worse than the Sun and Moon Sacred Palace, and he didn't even send someone to greet them in the Sun and Moon Sacred Palace, but only went to see Tang Mingyang.

Therefore, he wants to find trouble with this Sun and Moon Sacred Palace.

"Yes...... Be. ”

The face of the painted blue eyebrows was pale, and his voice trembled a little.

She already knew that there was nothing good about this Ji Shi paying attention to their Sword Love Saint Sect at this time.

"Your Sword Affection Saint Sect will also go with the people of the Sun Moon Sacred Palace and give me that stronghold. ”

Ji Shi said.

When he heard this, his body couldn't help but tremble.

She didn't expect such an outcome.

It's just that if she doesn't go, she knows that this Ji Shi will definitely find an excuse to pinch her to death, and even find a reason to destroy the Sword Love Holy Sect.

Don't look at the Sword Love Holy Sect is the top three sects under the nine major sects, in fact, if the Falling Star Holy Land wants to be destroyed, it only needs one order.

She turned around, and had no choice but to take the Sword Love Saint Sect personnel behind her and walk towards Tang Mingyang's wine shop.

As she walked, she thought of countermeasures.

"Friend Zuo Yan, you ...... What can you do?"

She secretly sent a message to Zuo Yan, who was a little ahead of her.

"Hmph, painting Xiuyou, the old man's deadline is approaching, it's not a pity to die, it's a pity for you, the life yuan has not lived a tenth of the peak of the six patterns, and in the future, you are only afraid that it is possible to even step into the seven patterns. ”

Zuo Yan snorted coldly and said.

Of course, he was angry at the painting of green eyebrows.

If it weren't for the impatience of this painting Qingmei to slap Tang Mingyang, would he follow?

"At this time, it is useless for you to pour your anger on me. The Holy Land is obviously asking us to test Senior Tang, even if Senior Tang doesn't kill us, I'm afraid that the people of this Meteorite Holy Land won't let us go. ”

Said with a green eyebrow.

"Since you know that the left and right are dying anyway, then what are you struggling with? We die with Senior Tang to appease the anger of the Holy Land, in that case, we only hope that our death can calm the anger of Senior Tang, so that he will not be angry with our sect. ”

Zuo Yan said.

He was determined to cut himself in front of Tang Mingyang.

When she heard this, she felt sad and unwilling. [Fast update, refreshing website pages, few ads, I like this kind of website the most, be sure to praise]

She's still young, and her future is limitless.

But does she have any other options?

She thought of Tang Mingyang's moody temper just now, the coercion that contained the sword intent that destroyed the world and the earth, if she dared to disturb Tang Mingyang again, would she still have a way to live?

Just when she couldn't think of a way to survive, she had already walked in front of the wine shop where Tang Mingyang was again.

"Friend Zuo Yan, don't talk yet, let me go and talk to Senior Tang. ”

As soon as she gritted her teeth, she decided to take a gamble.

"What do you want to say?"

When Zuo Yan heard this, he was also a little curious, and asked in a voice.

After all, if you can choose not to die, who wants to die?

"I want to bet on the identity of Tang's senior!"

The beautiful eyebrows of the painting are shining with determination.

When Zuo Yan heard this, he suddenly came to his senses.

He asked, "What do you think is the identity of Senior Tang?"

"I don't know who he is. However, some time ago, near Area 68 of the Wuxue Mountain Range, there was a peerless battle of super powerhouses, and in that peerless battle, even the powerhouses of the Falling Star Holy Land cowered and did not dare to intervene. I'm right, I got the information, it's right, Senior Tang happened to be operating in Area A 68 at the time. ”

When he said this, the gaze in his eyes became more and more determined.

"You doubt ......"

Zuo Yan seemed to understand the guess of painting green eyebrows.

"Since that peerless war, within a radius of tens of millions of meters in the 68th area of the Wuxue Mountain Range, it has been shrouded in a terrifying flame, and that flame contains a peerless sword intent, not to mention that a six-pattern cultivator like us will die immediately if he enters, but I am afraid that the strong people with seven and eight lines will also die if they enter. And the aura of Tang seniors just now also contained a peerless sword intent. ”

Painted eyebrows continued.

When Zuo Yan heard this, he gasped, and he felt that his breath was already short.

If that Tang Mingyang senior was really such a strong man, I was afraid that the entire Meteorite Holy Land would not be able to provoke him!

It's just that......

"It's all just your guess!"

Zuo Yan still couldn't believe it.

"One more point!"

Hua Qingmei ignored Zuo Yan's questioning, and she continued.

"Where...... Which point?"

Zuo Yan asked.

His voice trembled a little, and the trembling showed that he had slowly believed in his heart.

"That's when Senior Tang returned to the 85th Gate of your Sun Moon Sacred Palace to find Sister Xu Ying to do something, do you know what happened to be that day?"

Painting green eyebrows is like asking Zuo Yan, but she is more like asking herself.

Because she knew that the choice she had to make next was not only related to her life and death, but also to the future survival of the entire Sword Love Holy Sect.

"Exactly ...... What is it?"

Zuo Yan asked tremblingly.

"It's just the moment when those sea of fire in the 68th area of the Wuxue Mountain Range disappears!"

The painting blue eyebrows said word by word.

When she said this, she was at least seventy or eighty percent sure that Tang Mingyang had something to do with the peerless battle of the super powerhouse in the Wuxue Mountain Range.

"You...... You ......"

When Zuo Yan heard this, he wanted to say something, but his mind was blank.

He finally asked, "Even if Senior Tang has something to do with that peerless war, do you ...... What do you want...... How?"

The painted eyebrows were pale and serious, and the luster in her beautiful eyes became more and more firm.

She said, "Didn't the people of the Meteorite Holy Land let us choose......? With the determination to gamble everything, I choose to stand on the side of Senior Tang!"

"You...... You're crazy!"

When Zuo Yan heard this, he almost jumped up!

All this is just an inference, and even if the inference is seven or eight percent certain, there are still two or three percent wrong.

Once wrong.

So...... This is not a matter of one person dying, but bringing the entire sect to ruin together.

Therefore, Zuo Yan didn't dare to bet!

He would rather die himself than risk the entire Sun Moon Sacred Palace in order to live a few more years.

Because the price of winning and the price of losing cannot be compared at all!

"I'm crazy!"

Painted blue eyebrows, beautiful eyes, firm color, with a bit of madness.

She looked directly at Zuo Yan beside her and said, "So, I'll tell you not to talk yet! If I lose the bet, then you can do whatever you want." ”

"You ......"

When Zuo Yan heard this, his heart was shocked, and he was suddenly full of admiration for the painted eyebrows in front of him who had only practiced for thousands of years.

After cultivating for thousands of years, cultivation can reach the peak of the six patterns, which is not only natural qualifications, but also luck and chance, courage and determination.

He suddenly realized that he was old.

He is so old that he is too old to look forward and backward, and he is no longer as brave and diligent as when he was young, the courage to dare to gamble together, and the determination to dare to die.

He suddenly understood why he had been trapped in the peak realm of the Six Patterns for so many years and could not stop an inch.

The path of cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

He no longer has the courage to move forward, so he can only go backwards with the current.

"I ...... I'm not as good as you!"

Zuo Yan finally said.

When he said this, the whole person was like a deflated ball.

His white hair fluttered in the breeze, and he looked even older.

At this time, the painted blue eyebrows no longer looked at Zuo Yan, and the original pale color of her face was slowly turning blood at this moment.

She stared at the liquor shop in front of her, firm and with a look of madness.

"You're all here waiting for me!"

Drawing green eyebrows, he said to the Sword Love Saint Sect behind him.

"Yes!"

The people of the Sword Love Holy Sect did not have the determination and aura to draw green eyebrows, and their faces were all pale, as if death was coming at any time.

Zuo Yan looked at the increasingly powerful appearance of the painted blue eyebrows, and a trace of shock flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

The painted green eyebrows and he are both at the peak of the six lines, and at this moment, when he looked at the painted green eyebrows, he found that the aura of the painted green eyebrows was faintly more condensed, and it seemed that the thoughts and hearts were refined.

"The younger generation painted green eyebrows, and urgently asked to see the Tang seniors!"

The painting came to the wine shop, knelt down on one knee, and made a big salute.

When she exercised such a ritual, the faces of the elders and disciples of the Sword Love Saint Sect behind her turned even paler.

The people of the Meteorite Holy Land came here to let them offend Tang Mingyang to send them to death, and at this moment, you are exercising such a great gift to Tang Mingyang, isn't it against the meaning of the Falling Star Holy Land?

Sure enough, the forces that were watching the excitement were all secretly looking at the faces of the envoys over there in the Falling Star Holy Land at this moment.

As the leader of the Falling Star Holy Land, Qing Lin Jin is still moody.

However, the Holy Land elders and disciples behind him all had a blank face at the moment, and their eyes were all flashing with murderous intent.

"That woman seems to be the Supreme Elder of the Sword Love Holy Sect!"

"Sword Love Holy Sect? Very good, very good! Any force in the Meteorite Continent is a slave of our Meteorite Holy Land. It seems that this slave wants to change to its master!"

"Since they have switched to other masters, then there is no need for them to exist in our Meteorite Continent!"

The elders and disciples of these Meteorite Holy Lands secretly communicated with each other.

Ji Shi, who was in charge of this on the other side, laughed even more angrily!

Qinglin Jin Great Elder asked him to do this, but he didn't expect that in the end, it would be the Sword Love Saint Sect who came to express his determination to the shitty Tang senior.

He laughed angrily.

His smile was filled with a cold killing intent.

This time the Ghost City incident is over, he will go and lead the crowd to destroy this bullshit Sword Love Saint Sect!

And at the moment.

When Hua Qingmei said this sentence aloud, she only felt that there were many eyes behind her, like sharp swords, stabbing straight at her.

Of course, the gaze she felt more was still those forces that competed with the Sword Affection Holy Sect, that kind of schadenfreude.

And she doesn't care about all this.

Because she has already made her choice.

At this moment, she has already gambled everything!

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