Sure enough, the next day Niu Wa got up alive, he was very happy to see the centipede killed, and heard that the old man and they planned to take the centipede skin to the distant city in exchange for cloth today, and he also actively joined the team. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Going to the city together, Niu Wa happily came to ask the sky, he rarely has the opportunity to go to the outside world to see, especially to the city, he remembers that he only went once last year, and now he will not miss the opportunity.

I'm not going, I said.

Well, the cow thief smiled and looked at Tiantian and Muzi, and then left the village with his father and a few centipede skins.

Mu Ziyan blushed a little, seeing that Mu Ziyan was shy and asked the sky, she felt that Mu Ziyan was really beautiful, hehe, Brother Niu was very interesting and asked.

We've been here for a while, and we haven't seen it yet! Wentian looked at Mu Ziyan, well, okay.

Mu Ziyan and Wentian walked along the river next to the village, the river was very clear and sparkling, and Wentian was a little fascinated when he looked at the river. What's wrong? Mu Ziyan found that Wentian was strange, nothing, just remembered my home.

My previous home also had a river like this, which was beautiful.

Mu Ziyan picked up a small stone and threw it into the water, the stone fell into the water, and the water splashed with the flow and finally disappeared into the flowing water.

You see, "the river is like a permanent memory, although the waves stirred up now will dissipate in the stream, but after many years, maybe it will jump out of the same waves again, the road we have walked is in its eyes, if we are not together after many years, do you say that it will appear in its memory like a wave, Mu Ziyan said in a daze?

Yes, I can't tell the truth in my heart, I can't give an answer, I can only let time witness the answer.

Mu Ziyan grabbed Wentian's hand, Wentian's hand was very cold and seemed to have no temperature, while Mu Ziyan's hand was very warm, and she felt very warm when she pulled Wentian.

Mu Ziyan stopped, raised her face to look at Wentian, plucked up the courage to gently tiptoe and closed her eyes, and kissed Wentian's lips, she felt very satisfied at this moment.

Haha, the "devil" finally let us find you, a few laughs came, a few monks with flying swords broke through the sky, they looked for Wentian for several days, but Wentian is special, do not take the initiative to use cultivation for them can not be sensed, many monks looking for Wentian also went around here a few times, and finally left, a few of them did not give up and continued to look here, as a result of yesterday in the deep forest there were fluctuations in cultivation, they searched for a day and a night, and now finally found Wentian.

Mu Ziyan parted and looked at these strange people in panic, there was a monk with a sword flying next to him spinning, and a fire in the other hand.

How could you not scare Mu Ziyan! She was just an ordinary mortal, and she was scared to see these people.

Hehe, this time the fairy sword is ours, the one who spoke was a spirit cultivator, the other two were also spirit cultivators, and the other one was slightly lower than Wen Tian, who was the late Yuan Infant cultivator.

They came to ask for heaven after the end of the fighting platform, and when they heard that asking heaven was only the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Great Perfection, they joined the snatching team with confidence.

Now when they meet Wentian, several of them have cultivated to ask the sky, and they don't believe that Wentian can defeat a few of them.

As soon as they thought that the fairy sword and immortal art would be in their hands in a while, they were secretly happy, the man with the highest cultivation had already thought about it, and as soon as the fairy sword arrived, he would kill his companions, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but he hid it well, and fled after the fairy sword was in his hand, and he came out again when he was successful.

Several other people also had their own ideas, and they all had their own calculations in their hearts.

Wen Tian looked at it and saw that at least there was no perverted cultivation like Yan Tuo, these few highest were only the consummation of the soul, and none of the Mengxue cultivation was high, Wen Tian basically understood, and his heart was relieved, this kind of cultivation was that he had the immortal sword and immortal technique in his body, and he could still deal with it, and although he was still in the Yuan Infant, he had the cultivation of the Battle Transformation Spirit Cultivator.

Several of them surrounded Wentian and Mu Ziyan, this time Wentian took the initiative to hold Mu Ziyan's hand, don't be afraid of me, Wentian looked at Mu Ziyan and said, Well, Mu Ziyan nodded lightly, as long as Wentian is in her, she is not afraid, even if she is killed with Wentian now, she doesn't care.

After the last battle, Wen Tian can now easily use the power of martial arts, because the power of martial arts is an immortal technique that is perceived in battle.

The more you fight, the more you can make Wentian feel the mystery of the power of martial arts, and it is also very easy to use now.

The power of martial arts is blessed in the body, and the muscles of Wentian's whole body are bulging, tough and powerful, and his hands emit a faint spiritual light, which is unique to immortal arts, because immortal magic surpasses all ordinary spells and has essential differences.

Mu Ziyan suddenly felt that Wentian seemed to be much taller all of a sudden, which made her feel safe with Wentian.

Kill, the four of them used their powerful cultivation at the same time to kill Xiang Wentian, Wentian closed his eyes when he felt the power of martial arts, and now when he heard them killing, Wentian instantly opened his eyes, and his eyes shot out like a fierce cold light, which surprised them, but the killing intent was still undiminished.

The fairy sword appeared in Wentian's hand, and as soon as Wentian's killing intent came out, the fairy sword also made a light trembling sound, as if it was joyful.

Wen Tian jumped up and slashed at the monk with the sword, Wen Tian shot too fast, he had to defend Wen Tian with a horizontal sword in front of him, otherwise he would be killed if he dodged it.

"When" he opened his mouth wide, and the fairy sword cut off his sword, slashing through his face to his chest, and it was not until he died that he understood the true extraordinaryness of the fairy sword.

Seeing that one of their companions died, they didn't dare to be careless, they thought that it was just that the fairy sword was powerful, and they were careless just now, so the monk was killed by a sword.

The monk of Yuanying Xiuwei killed Mu Ziyan, he wanted to distract Wentian and let Wentian make a mistake to attack Wentian.

But it brought him the disaster of killing, the spirit finger technique asked the sky a little in the air, and with the power of seventy percent of cultivation, a sharp arrow of air rushed through his body, although the monk had turned around and hit the arrow qi that broke through the air with his palm, but only after a pause passed through his palm, slashed through the body and straight through the heart.

He opened his eyes wide and showed an incredible expression, Wentian tried to use the power of immortal martial arts to bless the spirit finger technique, and as a result, the spirit finger technique doubled its power, so that the monk couldn't figure out that he was also a Yuan infant cultivator when he was dying, why he couldn't catch the power of Wentian's blow, and he opened his eyes wide, as if he was interrogating Qiantian.

Now there are only the two monks who are holding the fire in their hands and the two monks with the highest cultivation, they look at Wentian and are afraid, the first time it may be an accident, but the second time is too weird, just one blow to kill another person, seeing that Wentian is not full force when he makes a move, they look at each other and retreat decisively.

The companion who turned into a spiritual cultivator was slashed and killed with a sword, and the cultivation was not much worse than them, even if the two of them asked themselves, they couldn't do it, it was impossible to do it.

If you want to leave, you will stay since you have come. Wentian won't let them go, they saw Mu Ziyan, let them leave, they will definitely come back to trouble Mu Ziyan and them.

Seeing Wentian chasing them, they knew that they couldn't escape, so they fought hard, killed two people at the same time, and Wentian Immortal Sword waved, and the sword went straight to the point, they didn't dare to shake the fairy sword, only to keep dodging.

With the power of the fairy sword, Wentian found an opportunity to pick a sword into the chest of the strong man, the strong man fell, and Wentian also revealed a flaw in killing the strong man.

The monk who pinched the fire in his hand instantly threw out a ball of fire, and the fire ball grew from small to large, and suddenly became a large ball of flames and devoured Wentian, and the hot wave hit his face, and Wentian swung a few swords with his fairy sword but could not stop the slightest.

The flames quickly devoured Wentian, Mu Ziyan had been sent far away by Wentian just now, otherwise it would affect her, and now seeing Wentian being swallowed by the flames, Mu Ziyan's heart trembled, feeling that her heart was empty, tears flowed out, and her fingers held the corners of her clothes tightly.

Seeing that Wentian was engulfed by his own flames, the monk who pinched the fire also rushed into it, and he believed that now that Wentian was injured, he could rob and kill Wentian as long as he went over to make up for the blow.

This flame is not an ordinary flame, it was cultivated by the monk with his own cultivation, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while, he was most afraid of encountering this kind of monk, because he didn't know about this kind of monk, and it was not appropriate to deal with it when fighting.

In the flames, Wentian exuded the power of cultivation to form protective energy outside the body, but it was constantly swallowed by the flames, and the power that was swallowed up became the supplement of the flames, and the flames engulfed faster, and if they continued like this, they would die.

Wen Tian thought in his heart that if the power of martial arts can bless the Spirit Finger Technique, then the Mixed Yuan Palm should also be able to deal with it, and Wen Tian's heart quickly flashed the countermeasure.

There was only one try, and then Wen Tian saw this monk carrying a powerful wave of punch towards him.

Just in time, Wentian was still thinking about how to get close to him, but he sent it to the door, "Mixed Yuan Palm", after being blessed by the power of martial arts, the mixed Yuan palm was used for the first time in Wentian's hand, and the mixed Yuan palm at this time was from the original domineering meaning, with more martial arts and a trace of killing.

Seeing that Wentian could still make such a powerful palm, the Fire Pinch Monk was frightened and wanted to withdraw from the attack range, but it was too late.

The flames were scattered by Wen Tian's palm, and the Fire Pinch Monk also split apart with the sparks, leaving behind some burning smell.

Seeing that Wentian appeared alive, Mu Ziyan's heart was relaxed.

Wentian stepped on the flying sword and flew to Mu Ziyan's side, leaving, Wentian picked up the stunned Mu Ziyan and stepped on the fairy sword and flew away from here.

On the flying sword, Mu Ziyan saw that the thing was rapidly retreating, and she felt frightened and happy.

Are you an immortal? Mu Ziyan finally couldn't help but be curious, and asked with her head raised in Wentian's arms, Wentian was like a mystery.

Sort of, Wentian said, he explained that Mu Ziyan didn't know, so he responded casually.

Quickly returned to the village with Mu Ziyan, Ziyan asked Tian, you are back, Niu Niang They asked with a smile, and the meaning of the words was obviously why did you come back so early.

When night came, Niu Wa and the others came back in the evening, bringing back a large number of daily necessities and large rolls of fabric, and the people in the village had already fallen asleep with joy.

Wen Tian gently pushed open the door and walked out, came to the stone platform in the backyard and sat down, thinking about the monks he met today, it seems that they should have found this place!

Wentian planned to leave here tonight, he didn't want to affect the small village that saved him.

Mu Ziyan also walked out, why can't she sleep? Mu Ziyan said.

Wen Tian did not answer, and was silent for a while, I will leave here tonight, they have already found it, I can't trouble you.

Mu Ziyan was also silent, a little disappointed in her heart. Wentian didn't know what to say, he already had Mengxue in his heart.

Mu Zi took out the flute and blew it gently, this time there was more tenderness and parting, and Mu Ziyan's reluctance, the flute meandered, and the song finally dispersed.

Mu Ziyan looked up at Wentian, this is for you, Mu Ziyan handed the flute to Wentian.

Wentian didn't refuse, put it away, and left a few elixirs for Mu Ziyan.

Will you ever come back?

I don't know... Maybe!

Wentian took out the crimson sword and went away, I will wait for you Mu Ziyan said softly, Wentian's body in the sky continued to go away, leaving Mu Ziyan looking at the direction of Wentian's departure stupidly.