In the long yellow sand, a moon-white figure appeared, slender and slender, and the pale face was as white as a dull white sand stone in the blazing sun, without blood.

"Yue Zishan!" Song Qiao let out a surprise sound, got up from the ground with a "rub", stared at the figure that suddenly appeared in disbelief, and asked, "Why are you here now?!" ”

Yue Zilan just glanced at him lightly, then turned his eyes away and met Yang Jun's cold gaze.

That glance was indifferent but seemed to see through everything, which made Song Qiao feel a little weak, opened his eyes, and stood aside sneeringly.

Before, he always felt that Yue Zilan was a little evil, but he didn't feel as deeply as he did today. Just glanced at it lightly, as if it could hit people's hearts and see through his plans.

No, no, when did Yue Zilan come? He didn't notice it!

Song Qiao was terrified, and he didn't dare to say more, but clenched his fists and set his eyes on Yang Jun, who was standing with a knife.

When she quietly asked Yang Jun, she paid attention to the movements around her, and when Yue Zilan appeared, her first reaction was to go to Gu Jiuxin.

Seeing that Gu Jiuxin's expression did not move, he looked like he had known it for a long time, and pouted quietly.

And I don't know where I am!

However, after a turn of thought, he immediately thought that before entering the small realm of fog and dust, it was only these three people who fell behind him.

The winner of the battle for the Black Stone Crystal Key is undoubtedly "Chu Ke", but what happened between these three people that he didn't know?

After thinking quietly, his eyes suddenly sank with his face, and he pursed his lips and looked at Yue Zilan without saying a word.

Gu Jiuxin glanced at Yang Jun quietly, but those eyes were as heavy as water, and he didn't seem to notice her gaze and never looked back.

Under Yang Jun's gaze, Yue Zili slowly walked towards Yin Jinli, who collapsed to the ground.

His steps are very slow, but he seems to be stepping on the clouds, stepping on the water, light and fluttering, and the whole person is like nothing.

Yang Jun's first landed on Yue Zilan's left hand.

This person has changed into a moon-white shirt, with slim and narrow sleeves, which is not the style of the clothes of the disciples of Xuantianmen, and there are a few more openings on the front.

The moon-white clothes, in the bright sunlight, have a unique quiet atmosphere, and the sparkling light on it adds a bit of demonic atmosphere, which makes Yue Zilan's pale and emaciated face more and more evil.

The cuffs are a little tight, but not short, covering the back of the hand, Yang Junzhi can see five skinny fingers like chicken feet, and the color is the same as pickled pepper phoenix feet.

Other than that, I can't see anything else.

Immediately, Yang Jun's eyes sank and looked at the slowly moving legs of the person opposite.

Yue Zilan's legs alternated, approaching step by step, but he stepped in the air every step!

Spiritual, martial and spiritual, samurai can use the weapon, with the help of the magic weapon to fly, and the cultivation level reaches the young master before he can break away from the magic weapon and walk in the sky!

Among the few people in the field now, Yang Jun knows that Gu Jiuxin's cultivation is the highest, but he is still a little short of reaching the young master, and now he still needs the sword for long-distance travel. And Yue Zilan is actually stepping into the air step by step?!

Thousands of miles of yellow sand during the day, silent all around, the cold wind does not know where to go, there is no wind, only the scorching sun, scorching yellow sand.

Yin Jinli stepped in the air step by step, without making a sound, and everyone in the audience was speechless, and there was a strange silence around him.

Song Qiao was keenly aware of a trace of abnormality, but he didn't find out where the source was, looked left and right, and finally his eyes fell on Yue Zixi, and shouted strangely: "Yukong!" You, you, you ......"

He was dumbfounded and speechless.

It turns out that he is not the only one who hides his strength in front of the boss!

But Yue Zili is different from himself, he has long been the number one strategist by Yin Jinli's side, and listening to his past tone, not only in front of Yin Jinli, but also in the Yin family......

Song Qiao's mind was in chaos, and it was difficult to react for a while, not knowing what to do in front of him.

What he thought in his heart was ignored.

Yang Jun's eyes were cold, like frost and snow, and he said coldly: "Who are you?" ”

Gu Jiuxin's face was also full of murderous aura, his phoenix eyes were frozen, staring at the small shadow left by Yue Zi on the ground.

Royalty! What the hell is this man?!

Jing quietly found Yue Zilan standing in the air, he was also surprised, staring at the latter in disbelief, and then a pair of round eyes turned slightly, and his gaze turned back and forth between Yang Jun and Gu Jiuxin.

She clasped her hands together, a touch of deep thought crossed her eyes, and the fingers of her right hand slowly stroked the gold-inlaid jade bracelet she was wearing on her left hand, and her two fingers grabbed one of the small bells, slowly rubbing them.

Under the gaze of the eyes from all sides, Yue Zilan walked unhurriedly in front of Yin Jinli, and his toes lightly, as if stepping on a ball of cotton, quietly landed.

Yin Jin was devastated by the poison he had quenched on the cold star, and he was delirious, just staring at Yang Jun blankly, not even knowing that there was already one more person by his side, or someone who would save his life.

Yue Zilan just lowered his head and glanced at him indifferently, without revealing the slightest hint of concern that a strategist should have for the lord.

Yang Jun's gaze became more and more condensed. Perhaps, in Yue Zili's eyes, Yin Jinli is just a tool, a tool to disguise his identity.

So what is his true identity? That evil spirit...... Yin Jinli's obsession with Shenmu Ling, will it be the result of the influence of this Yue Zilu?

So, will it be ...... Yang Jun's expression was sharp, could Yue Zilan be the person of the Shenmu Commander?

On the other side, Song Qiao was also desperately calculating.

In order to keep himself awake, he didn't care that he was still unclothed and scarred, and pinched his thigh where the injury had already scabbed.

The pain stimulates the nerves and makes the person awake.

Song Qiao knew more information about Yue Zili than Yang Junzi, but his imagination was limited, and he could only guess whether Yue Zili was a master sent by the Yin family in order to cooperate with Yin Jinli and protect Yin Jinli's safety.

Thinking about it like this, he suddenly hesitated about his previous decision - since this sick Yue Zi Lan's cultivation was good, higher than everyone present, the odds should be quite good.

So, shouldn't you also be aware of the current affairs and show your determination and loyalty as early as possible?

However, he and Yue Zilan have never dealt with each other...... Song Qiao hesitated for a moment, remembering that he had had some friction with Yue Zilan several times, would he have already intentionally gotten rid of himself.

However, the battle between heaven and man in Song Qiao's mind did not affect anyone.

Yue Zili just checked Yin Jinli's injuries, and then shook his head again and again: "I have long said that the attack range of the Cold Star Ten Thousand Points is too wide, and I advised Yin Jinli not to quench the poison on this Cold Star Ten Thousand Points, but he just didn't listen." ”

The words were a little regretful, but there was not much worry, and even the tone was flat, as if he was telling a joke that had nothing to do with him.

Yang Jun said coldly: "Then what do you want?" ”

Yue Zilan flicked his sleeves and said slowly: "Yin Jinli, you can't die yet." ”

Yang Jun sneered. You are not the Lord of Yama, you say that you can't die, can you control it?

The corners of his mouth grinned, and he smiled a little wickedly: "Do you think you can be the master?" ”

Yue Zilan's slender eyes narrowed into a slit, and his pale face crossed a trace of cruelty, and he looked straight at Yang Jun: "Really?" Young Master Chu, what I said is not a request, I hope you can understand. ”

The words spoken by the two of them were a little vague, and Song Qiao heard it in a fog, but he clearly heard Yue Zilan call "Yin Jinli".

Thinking about his performance just now, it was very different from the past, and he was not at all eager for Yin Jinli. The poison is incomprehensible, and he doesn't even help people up, which really doesn't seem like what a person who guards Yin Jinli should do.

The alarm bell rang out in my head.

But he heard Yang Jun laugh and said, "You really just used Yin Jinli as a gimmick." ”

What, gimmick? Song Qiao's face was shocked, and he suddenly looked at Yue Zishan.

Yue Zi's eyes were deep, and the expression on his pale face did not change at all, and he didn't know whether he acquiesced or what.

The long knife in Yang Jun's hand slashed fiercely at the ground, raised his eyebrows and said, "Yin Jinli is not your real master, right?" ”

Yue Zixi, who had always behaved calmly, changed his complexion slightly.

"Master?"

Gu Jiuxin and Jing quietly raised their eyebrows together, but because they couldn't see the expression on Yue Zilan's face from the angle of the two, they set their eyes on Yang Jun, wanting to see some news from his face.

Song Qiao was stunned again.

Master? What does it mean that Yin Jinli is not the real master?

Song Qiao, who has always prided himself on being shrewd, suddenly felt that this world was too mysterious, and suddenly he couldn't understand what these people were saying.

His gaze turned back and forth between Yang Jun and Yue Zilan, and then he glanced at Yin Jinli, who was half-dead in the middle, with a little struggle on his expression.

To do, or not to do, that's the question.

The moment Yue Zixi's expression changed slightly, he did not escape Yang Jun's eyes, in his eyes, this was called not admitting himself.

As for Yue Zilan's real master, who else could there be besides the Shenmu Ling Lord who became famous in Shengzhou overnight?

Yang Jun pinched the 10,000 butcher knife inch by inch.

"Today, don't even think about leaving when you come."

Gu Jiuxin and Jing quietly looked shocked, and heard something from Yang Jun's words. The two looked at each other, and they actually thought of the same word quite tacitly.

The two looked at each other, their lips slightly opened, and they silently spit out a few words. They looked at each other, and then a smile spread from the bottom of their eyes.

Lord of the Divine Wood Order.

It turns out that Yue Zilan also has a relationship with the Lord of the Shenmu Order? After Gu Jiuxin smiled, his face became a little solemn.

The Yin family is just a third-rate family, and there is such a figure guarding his side. What is this Shenmu Commander planning? Moreover, how many people like Yue Zilan are there?

Yue Zilan's narrow eyes froze, his gaze swept over the long knife in Yang Jun's hand, and a trace of cruelty crossed his face.

"I admit that your knife is very powerful, but," the pair of fine eyes became more and more condensed, almost narrowing into a line, "Your cultivation is not high, and even for the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, it is too weak." ”

Yue Zi talked eloquently, seemingly very leisurely: "You-"

"Your mother!"

Before Yue Zilan's words could speak, he was interrupted by Yang Jun. Who is impatient to listen to your mouth?!

The spiritual light was injected into the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, and the blade instantly swelled, and the chill spread out, instantly lowering the surrounding blazing temperature by three points.

"Don't think that if you look like a shemale, Lao Tzu won't cut you!" Yang Jun scolded in his mouth, and the ten thousand butcher knife slashed down towards Yue Zishan.

In fact, he rarely spoke when he drew his sword. Without him, a gentleman will not move his mouth when he moves, and he will never move his mouth when he moves a knife.

But this Yue Zishan, Yang Jun looked at him unpleasantly from the beginning. He looks weak and weak, and his face is as pale as a sick Shih, but he has an evil face, full of gloomy eyes, and looks like an underwhelmed look.

What's more, what kind of good person can he be when he takes the bait with the Lord of the Divine Tree?

Yang Jun is sure that whether it is judged from intuition, experience or logic, this so-called Shenmu Lingzhu is the mastermind behind the changes in Xuantianmen and even Shengzhou.

And Yue Zilan's tone is obviously not something that can be set up in a few words.

Determined that Yue Zi was above the young master's cultivation, Yang Jun left no room for his shots, and naturally he was ruthless, impartial, and straight to the middle.

Where the blade passed, the yellow sand was long, flying with the wind, and in an instant, a storm of cold sand and gold rolled up in the scorching clay pot.

The yellow sand obscured the blazing sun, and the vision suddenly became hazy.

Gu Jiuxin took the lead in running over and stood in the nearest place that could not be affected by the blade.

She didn't hold the sword in her hand, but she had already held the Yaser in her arms, ready to be able to excel at any time if the situation changed.

Jing Quietly's face also showed a hint of anxiety, but Gu Jiuxin took the first step, and showed a little surprise.

When did Gu Jiuxin turn out to be more eager than himself? This is...... Why?

Quietly felt that she shouldn't think about it, but she couldn't help but think about it.

The blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife was shining, and under the blazing sunlight, it emitted a circle of colorful halos, breaking through the sand and dust in the sky, and slashing towards Yue Zi.

Unlike Ang who was aiming at Yin Jinli with the long sword in his hand just now, this time, Yang Jun's target was Yue Zilu, who was full of evil spirits.

At the last moment, Yue Zili first lifted Yin Jinli on the ground and threw it towards the sand dunes next to him.

The movement was casual, and regardless of the fact that Yin Jinli would be scalded and burned again by the hot yellow sand on the ground, he threw out with one finger, as if he was carrying a hemp bag in his hand.

Yin Jinli also fell to the ground with a bang, as Song Qiao expected, and then slid down the slope of the sand dune, pulling out a long blood mark on the hot sand, which made Song Qiao feel a pain in his eyes.

Although he already knew and experienced the scorching sensation of thousands of miles of yellow sand, Song Qiao still had a natural fear of this wild place.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, but found that his throat was so dry that he couldn't suck a drop of saliva, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Yue Zilan's body quickly sweeping under the blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife like a ghost.

This was the first person he had ever seen escape from the Ten Thousand Butcher's Knife! Rao is Song Qiao and Yue Zilan did not stand on the same display, and they couldn't help but be so excited that they almost jumped up. (To be continued.) )