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At this time, even if he was unwilling, Feng Qichen had to take out the eyelid roll in the storage ring. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the moment when the thing was in his hand, the black-robed man's eyes suddenly became hot.

But in the end, I am still more vigilant, and I haven't gotten what I have in my hands yet, so I can't count it as my own.

Therefore, the cold gesture to:

"Throw it over. ”

Feng Qichen glanced at Ji Wushen, whose breath was getting weaker and weaker below, and finally gritted his teeth and threw the sheepskin roll in his hand directly with the exercises inside.

The black-robed man caught it with one hand, and when the thing was in his hand, he felt steady, and he wanted to open it in a hurry.

But as soon as he was about to withdraw his sword, he felt the wind and dust staring at him.

I was shocked and almost careless.

If the wind and dust suddenly attack while he is looking at the exercises, he will not be able to say that he will be on the way. In the end, I'm afraid I didn't even have time to inspire the formation.

So, he put away the parchment roll, and the sword still did not move away from Ji Wushen's body.

"Are you cheating?" the wind pointed at the black-robed man angrily, and a pair of handsome eyebrows suddenly erected.

"Hmph, how do I know if what you gave me is true. You go out first, and when I verify it, I'll definitely let her out. The black-robed man was indeed worried about whether the exercises inside would be dusted by the wind, although the parchment scroll was still this parchment scroll, but he hadn't had time to read it inside.

But the wind and dust were here, and he didn't dare to be distracted at all.

After all, this is the stuff in the Ancient Cave Mansion, if you flip through it, if you have something to read, you can't say that you will be miserable.

"No, I can't. "Feng Dump naturally disagreed, and now that the exercises have been given, the other party still won't let people go.

'Brush', and a sword also appeared in the hand of the wind and dust.

Seeing his angry eyes, the black-robed man curled the corners of his mouth, and once again aimed the tip of his sword at Ji Wushen's neck without hurrying.

"I ......" Feng Dump suddenly looked at the black-robed man coldly for a while as if he had been called for a basin of cold water.

Only then did he snort coldly and turned around and walked towards the stone gate.

Seeing this, the black-robed man quickly pressed the mechanism, and the stone door opened with a click. Feng Dump stood out directly, standing at the door, seeing the stone gate slowly falling, but his eyes became more and more cold.

At the moment when the stone door closed, only a 'cross-rub' sound was heard.

The sword in someone's hand fell to the ground, and the black-robed man also knelt down heavily.

"Senpai, I was wrong. "It's better to admit your mistake now than to wait for you to be beaten up.

After the stone door closed, Ji Wushen opened his eyes quietly, and then sat up slowly. didn't stand up directly, but lightly wiped a handful of wounds that had healed. However, the blood that flowed out was still hanging on the neck, which was shocking.

The more Ji Wushen was like this, the more frightened the black-robed man was and didn't dare to raise his head.

"Alright, give it to me. Ji Wushen stretched out his hand and said lightly.

The black-robed man was surprised at first, and was relieved to see that Ji Wushen really had no intention of wanting to retaliate. However, he hesitated, if he handed it over, would he still be able to get it back? He originally wanted to take the opportunity to take a look at it first.

Who knew that his cheap hands would hurt Ji Wushen.

"What? think I won't give it back to you?" Ji Wushen chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, and then said eloquently:

"My demon clan has the top level exercises, don't you think I really can afford this thing?"

The black-robed man looked at Ji Wushen's red pupils and thought that it was indeed the same. The speed of the demon's cultivation has always been relatively fast, could it be that this is why the other party was able to beat him so quickly? If this is the case, does he still have a chance to take revenge?

When the black-robed man thought about this, his thoughts suddenly went a little off.

"What are you talking about?" Ji Wushen saw him looking at him intently, and immediately twisted his eyebrows, resisting the urge to smoke it.

Perhaps because of the previous coercion of Ji Wu God, the black-robed man finally handed over the sheepskin roll to Ji Wu God.

After Ji Wushen took it, she subconsciously frowned, and she intuitively had an instinctive dislike for this exercise, although she hadn't seen it yet, but just the parchment wrapped outside, which made her whole person very uncomfortable.

Seeing that Ji Wushen frowned, the black-robed man thought that Ji Wushen was really disgusted, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and said cautiously:

"Senior, do you want to sit down and watch slowly. ”

As for the wind and dust that is still waiting outside?

Ji Wushen himself doesn't care, he cares about Mao.

"It's fine. Ji Wushen got up, and in the next moment he was already in his place and sat down, spreading the parchment roll on his feet.

The black-robed man paused for the next moment when he saw Ji Wushen's speed.

This speed was not the speed that the Yuan Infant Monk could have, he didn't see any figure at all, and the other party had disappeared from the ground.

However, at this time, Ji Wushen's attention was already on the parchment scroll, and he didn't notice much at all. She just wanted to sit down and take a look, but the next moment she sat down in her chair, but she didn't notice it.

When the parchment roll was opened, Ji Wushen felt a little nervous inexplicably.

It seems that something in it seems familiar, or it has long been buried in a corner of memory. She might have known before, but now her memory is a little messy, and she can't remember it at all, but she thinks she might know.

The parchment scroll was wrapped in a seemingly ordinary book, but it was not an ordinary thing to be able to keep it for so long.

Just as Ji Wushen was looking at it, the black-robed man also stood behind her secretly, stretched his neck and looked carefully. Seeing that Ji Wushen hadn't opened this exercise, he grabbed his ears in a hurry, so he sent him to open it by himself.

"Are you in a hurry?" Ji Wushen felt the heavy breathing behind him and asked lightly.

"No, no, no. The black-robed man was startled, and then he felt that he was too close, and it seemed that he had missed another opportunity to do it just now.

He clutched his head in frustration, feeling that he had failed too much. But when he saw Ji Wushen turn over the first side again, his head once again involuntarily looked towards the book in her hand, even if there were only a few words on this page.

"It's too forgetful. The black-robed man looked at these words and muttered them.

He didn't feel much, but he felt that these words made his whole person seem to have a very mysterious and mysterious feeling.

However, on Ji Wushen's side, there seemed to be a bell ringing suddenly in his head.

She felt that this exercise must be a very important exercise, even if it was not very important to her, it must be a very important existence in her memory. But no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't remember where she had seen it, or heard it from time to time.

The two of them had their own thoughts, but they didn't speak, and the black-robed man didn't rush to let Ji Wushen turn the second page, and the whole person looked at the exercises in a daze, and was silent. (To be continued.) )