Even breathing in the quiet space became dazed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As soon as the straightforward road went to the end, Ji Qing held his sword, and his godless dark green eyes were facing the only entrance.

The wind seemed to move, and rolled up the corners of the clothes of unknown color. The sound of steady footsteps came from far and near, and the sound was very coincidental and the beating sound of the heart was eeriely repeated, and each stroke seemed to be stepping on the heart.

A gentle male voice came: "Incompetent villain? Is it down there? ”

The face of the ghost right was revealed, and it was no different from the beautiful face in Ji Qing's consciousness.

was so shocked that Zhang Qiyi's mouth opened slightly, and the whole person looked a little helpless.

This person is even more beautiful than his junior sister.

He lowered his head and reddened his cheeks, not knowing whether he was shy or spit on his amazement at the demon cultivator. Zhang Qiyi took a long time to find his voice, and the person on the other side did not call directly.

He said, "You, the demon demon, don't confuse others. ”

Let's not talk about the reaction of the ghost right, Kugui almost didn't maintain the indifference that a monk should have, and recited Amitabha Buddha several times in his heart before he could barely look at Zhang Qiyi, and couldn't help but glance at Ji Qing, only to see that she still had that expression. Kugui sighed in his heart, he was also a member of the Sword Sect, how could he be so calm, and the other was so kind and innocent! It's really unspeakable.

Ji Qing was not as calm as he thought. It can be said that he is extremely vigilant, and the fear penetrates deep into the skeleton the moment the ghost right appears. The blue light in the dantian couldn't help but shout about danger, and even the scalp was a little hairy.

The ghost right stared at Ji Qing and repeated his words again: "Incompetent villain, are you talking about it?" ”

When he said such words in his mouth, his eyes were also gentle, but he didn't know if he was talking about it, or the three Sword Sect juniors opposite.

The gentle voice reached Ji Qing's ears, and she only felt a cold sweat on her back, and she couldn't wait to leave immediately, and even lost the courage to fight.

Wrong! Wrong!

There was a faint sound from the altar.

No, there's something wrong.

Ji Qing stubbornly raised his head and looked at the ghost right, his dark green eyes were full of dull dead air and an unyielding light that was almost an illusion.

Seeing the ghost right, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, Ji Qing only felt that the fear in his heart was even worse, and his legs didn't seem to be his own, so he took a step back.

Fear enveloped his soul, the blue light became more and more dim, Ji Qing gritted his teeth, his heart was ruthless, and he bit his tongue straight through. The smell of blood filled the entire nasal cavity, and the severe pain stimulated the Lingtai, Ji Qing had a moment of clarity, but he was quickly enveloped by fear.

Whether it was a demon cultivator or a Buddhist cultivator, they were all people with a keen sense of smell, so naturally they all asked about the sudden smell of blood.

Kugui and Zhang Qiyi had a very tacit understanding that Ji Qing was a wound split, after all, the bloody clothes were not fake, and the most demonic cultivator was extremely clear.

The eyes that seemed to be smiling reflected Ji Qing's strong appearance, and the gentleness on his face was even more extreme, he was really a strong-willed sword cultivator, and he had only seen it in another young sword cultivator for a hundred years and a thousand years. It's a pity that in the end, it is still a dry bone.

He smiled, his voice slow and gentle: "Do you want to go together?" ”

Zhang Qiyi is a member of the Sword Sect in the end, although he was surprised by the appearance of the ghost right at first, and then he was relieved when he thought that he was just a man, in his words, what can a man look like this.

Therefore, when the ghost right said this seemingly gentle but contemptuous remark, Zhang Qiyi was the first person to refute. The facts tell you never to underestimate Jian Xiu's temper.

Insult me! If you can't do it, you have to do it!

Look down on me! Fight and then speak.

Zhang Qiyi raised his sword and stepped up, the blue light added a color to this dark space, his movements were chic and elegant, and he looked like a sword immortal who did not eat fireworks in the world from a distance.

The basic sword moves of the Sword Sect, which had been practiced millions of times, came out at will, and the sword shadow was extremely fast, blurring the sword body.

After a while, the two were entangled together.

Kugui and Ji Qing didn't move, Jian Xiu is a group of monks who are difficult to understand except for Jian Xiu, they are bright and upright, sincere and sincere, and they don't like to be disturbed in this situation.

Joining in this way is no different from insulting them.

The suffering of the sword cultivator must be repaid by himself, and the fight of the sword cultivator must come by himself.

They are the most difficult to understand and the easiest to understand monks, and they have the best reputation among people in the world who are sword cultivators, but also the worst, the good thing is that they are happy to take revenge, and the bad thing is that sword cultivation is too good at fighting.

Ji Qing, who has not been haunted by fear since the two fought, is carefully observing this ghost.

In the strange corridor, the ghost's right hand was behind his back, his left foot turned to the right, and the silver-white sword body narrowly brushed his robe. Zhang Qiyi's eyes lit up and changed to a sweep, and in an instant, the ghost flew up to the right, and he dodged Zhang Qiyi's attack in a minute.

The eyebrows and eyes of the ghost right are even more gentle, as if it is not him who avoids the sword cultivation every time he is in danger.

This is Zhang Qiyi, if he can't see the teasing of the ghost, then he really has no face to face the Sword Sect that recruited him, and his anger rose at the moment, but he used his brain to regain his mind and did not lose his mind in the fight, but used words to vent his dissatisfaction.

"Don't dare to hide, it's really a real fight."

The ghost right teased like this, but it was even more insulting than disdain for Zhang Qiyi's combat power. Zhang Qiyi looked at the ghost with a gentle face, and only felt that his teeth were itching.

Regarding Zhang Qiyi's words, he heard the ghost right reply: "Sword Sect sword cultivation, but incompetent." ”

actually gave Zhang Qiyi's first words back to him.

If you insult him, you will admit it, and it is useless to die if you can't beat him, and if you insult the sect that raised him, you should give up your life and fight it.

Zhang Qiyi lowered his head, his eyes were difficult to distinguish. His life was given by the Sword Sect, and the Sword Sect was his master and his home.

I can't bear it!

The silver-white sword body shone with light, and in an instant, Zhang Qiyi's sword qi grew at an extremely fast speed, and he showed a sneer, and the spiritual power of his whole body was concentrated on the sword.

This sword qi was about to catch up with the sword intent, and Ji Qing stared at the black and white world in surprise, nervous and happy.

She likes this sword energy.

The sword light with the momentum of breaking through the sky, the sword that hid all Zhang Qiyi's feelings, stopped in front of the ghost right's chest.

He raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were sharp as he watched Zhang Qiyi fall down with unwillingness and doubt.

"It's over."

The man's voice fell, and the incredible battle was over.

The end is inexplicable, except for the ghost, I am afraid that everyone of the four people present knows what happened.

This technique is too weird.

Ghost Right smiled, and his sharp gaze fell on Ji Qing and Kugui.

Almost instantly, he fell to the ground and did not wake up.

Ji Qing was also in severe pain, and fear swept through his body again.

The blue light in the dantian grew in the blink of an eye, and it quickly returned to dimness, it kept jumping, and Ji Qing, who matched it, could understand its meaning without thinking about it.

Run! Run!

"You can bear it."

The plain and gentle voice of the ghost right came.

Ji Qing raised his head and roughly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. She smiled, a little heroic, a little firm, and a little flamboyant.

It's just a demon cave, if you break in, you break in, at most one life, what else is she afraid of!