It's a good opportunity, while Brother Ling hasn't recovered from the battle yet, it's a great opportunity to take advantage of the oil.

It's a pity that Ling Wuxian had already seen the clue from her exaggerated expression, and she staggered slightly, and dodged lightly.

"Horn", it's a pity that little Lori, once again stole the chicken and put the rice on the wall.

"Brother Ling......" Meng Luo stared at Ling Wuxian with big watery eyes, looking at Ling Wuxian pitifully.

"Aren't you hungry? Let's go. Ling Wuxian had long been immune to Little Lori's dizzying gaze, and asked with a smile.

Not...... Brother Ling still cares about me, and he still thinks about it. It must be because there are too many people, and I'm too embarrassed to be too close. Monroe comforted herself again and regained a little more energy. If Meng Luo admits the second, she really doesn't have the first ......

"Wait, let me see if this guy is dead." Monroe got up and ran to the side of the Heavenly Yin Ancestor.

Ling Wuxi's strength was already one realm higher than Ling Wuxi's, and this palm moved the heart of killing, even if the Tianyin Ancestor had the strength of the peak of Tianyuan, he was still shocked to the ground, and it was difficult to have a life.

"Old guy, Brother Ling didn't slap you to death last time, do you think you still have such good luck this time? I didn't have any eyesight, I didn't see that Brother Ling was wearing a mask last time, and he deserved to die. Meng Luo kicked the Tianyin Ancestor heavily, and then happily followed Ling Wuxian away.

Meng Luo's last sentence fell into the ears of Tianyin Ancestor word for word, and a bright light suddenly flashed in the already empty eyes.

Ling Wuxian, what she means is that the descendant of Cangyuan who did it last time is also Ling Wuxian, but wearing a mask? No, no, it wasn't him last time!

Meng Luo is a fan of being in the game, and she didn't notice the difference between Ling Wuxian and the Ling brother in her mind, or rather, she also had a little strange feeling, but she was rushed by the budding love and mistaken her mind, so she threw that doubt out of her mind.

However, in the body of the Heavenly Yin Ancestor, there is another soul that has survived for 10,000 years, even if it is asleep most of the time, its vision is far from being comparable to that of Monroe.

Regardless of his strength or bearing, he could be sure that today's Ling Wuxian was definitely not the same person as the Cangyuan Sword Master last time.

So, who is the Abyss Sword Master? Why did that stinky girl treat him as Ling Wuxian again?

Perhaps it was the reflection of the light before he died, and the Tianyin Ancestor suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind. The qiē that happened in the Thousand Ridges flashed through my mind one after another.

Ling Chuxi! Ling Wuxian's sister Ling Chuxi, the sect master of the Jindan Sect and the sect master of Jian Xinliu, could it be that she is the descendant of Cangyuan?

"I really didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it to be her ......" Tianyin Ancestor let out a burst of self-deprecating laughter, and a wisp of blood with fragments of internal organs gushed out of his body along the corner of his mouth.

He finally understood, but now that he understood what was the point, he only regretted that he hadn't made Situ Wuying kill when Ling Chuxi had just entered Qianzhong Ridge, otherwise how could he end up today. What's even more ironic is that he will die in the hands of Ling Chuxi's eldest brother, Ling Wuxian.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun at dusk, Ling Wuxian and Monroe were far away. The aura of the Heavenly Yin Ancestor was gradually weakening, and the vitality was about to disappear. One