The dust covered the sky, and the expression on Ji Qing's face was a little blurred. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

She lowered her head, and there was surprise in her voice: "Senior brother actually forgot." ”

The black ribbon was facing Yuan Qi, and Ji Qing showed an accusatory look. She pointed at him, her white fingertips trembled slightly, and said, "Senior Brother didn't say that that day. ”

Yuan Qi, who was inexplicably pointed at, his strange gaze fell on Ji Qing, and there was disdain in his eyes. The corners of his mouth are obvious mockery, but his handsome face is beautiful and elegant, no different from Yuan Qi when he first saw him.

"After going out, the junior sister has to find a Dan Xiu to take a look, don't fall into the reputation of Forgetfulness Peak."

Ji Qing didn't get angry when he heard this, but exhaled a breath, and even his hand holding the sword relaxed a lot.

It seems that there is nothing abnormal about Senior Brother Yuanqi!

Ji Qing here put his mind at ease, and the bitter monk over there is not a stupid person, and his heart is like a mirror, and he recites Amitabha.

In this predicament, we should be careful.

The two of them who were relieved didn't notice Yuan Qi's cruel eyes at that moment.

The bitter monk said: "Amitabha, the two of you are not impatient, and it is most important to find a way out at the moment." ”

Ji Qing pursed his lips and said to Yuan Qi: "Lead the way." ”

Yuan Qi snorted coldly: "What's the matter, junior sister didn't continue to test me?" ”

Ji Qing's face was slightly red, but he still had a straight face and didn't reply.

Yuan Qi didn't think Ji Qing would reply, he used the spiritual power in the dantian to summon the spiritual power of the same attribute stored in the spirit stone. With a slight movement of his fingers, he raised his feet and followed the spirit stone.

The three of them walked away vigilantly for a short time, and the sky of this predicament changed as soon as it was said, and soon it was infected with black ****** cultivating demonic qi was yin, and the night was almost set up for them. The three of them tacitly stopped when it was slightly dark.

Yuan Qi took them to rest at the guide spirit stone they had just found.

The night sinks like ink.

Ji Qing sat cross-legged, her white robe falling to the ground, and the wooden sword resting on her lap. The bitter monk was on her left, and Senior Brother Yuan Qi was on her upper right.

The black ribbon looked obscure in the night, and it was facing Yuan Qi, like Ji Qing's dark green eyes with inquiry.

Yuan Qi coughed lightly under his divine consciousness, his eyes were ordinary arrogance and elegance, and if he was hidden from the arrogance that could penetrate into the bones, he was like the group of humble gentlemen from Shui Congfeng. "Tonight, everyone will keep two hours, Master Bitter Return will keep the first two things, I will keep the middle two hours, and the junior sister will keep the last two hours, do you have any other suggestions?" ”

Ji Qing shook his head, his expression flat.

The bitter monk replied: "The little monk has no objection, these two hours are the most difficult to keep, but they are bitter to the Taoist friends of Yuanqi." ”

Yuan Qi smiled, his temperament was elegant, and without the-for-tat confrontation with Ji Qing, his whole person was indifferent, and he was a desireless sword cultivator.

The master laughed, this was what Yuan Qi should have done. Besides, it doesn't matter much if the monk doesn't sleep for a day. ”

Bitter return sighed, the Buddha's combat power is insufficient, and it only shows its effect when it encounters demon cultivation, and it has been weak for a long time in the righteous path, if it is not for the abbot to hold it, I am afraid that those demon cultivators will hit the door. Nor was he able to keep the two hours in between.

The silent night was still dull, and the monks who returned to the bitterness under the night were in the place where the three of them rested, laying out the Buddha cultivation formation. If a demonic aura approaches, the formation will raise a layer of light, which can not only alert the people in the formation, but also resist the attack of the demonic cultivator.

It can be said to be extremely effective, adding a sense of safety to the three righteous monks who are suffering from the trapped formation.

After doing all this, the monk sat down cross-legged, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth and transforming it into Buddha power, of course, his mind was not fully immersed in cultivation, most of them were paying attention to the external situation, and he was able to get up as soon as there was any change.

Two hours is not fast or slow, and as far as the monks are concerned, it will be the turn of Yuan Qi to keep vigil in a while.

"Master Bitter Return, have a good rest." Yuan Qi said.

They spent some effort in the trapped formation, not to mention that they were confused tomorrow, who knows if there will be any danger, and they have a good rest.

Kugui said: "Daoist friends should also be careful. ”

Demon cultivators are cunning after all.

Seeing the beginning of the yuan, Kugui finally put all his mind into cultivation with peace of mind.

The sand and dust in the distance drifted in and slowly swayed onto Yuan Qi's torn purple robe, adding a haze to Ruyu's face.

He hooked his lips into a sinister grin, and his brown eyes were a little gloomy.

Half an hour later, Yuan Qi, who was sitting dry, finally moved, his slender fingers turned slightly, and the sword in his hand was slowly raised. It's still that handsome face, but there is more indescribable obscenity.

His face was hideous, and he slowly approached Ji Qing, who was sitting cross-legged.

The wind blew rapidly, and there was a little more solemnity in the air, and the purple robes were ghostly.

There was a flash of light on the silver-white sword body, and in this black night, it was like a moon in the water that tempted others.

The man's sword was very fast, and it went straight to Ji Qing's heart. His eyes widened with a conspicuous excitement.

Then, after a while, he changed his face again.

The other sword was faster, more ruthless, and more ruthless than him.

"Poof!" The sound of a sword breaking through flesh was heard.

Under the cold moonlight, a woman in white, with a cold face, held a wooden sword in her hand, and blood flowed down the wooden sword and fell on the barren land.

"How is that possible!"

The man's voice was frightened, his eyes widened, he lowered his head, and looked at the wooden sword that pierced his heart, obviously he was just a female sword cultivator whose cultivation was not as good as his!

Just now he thought that the sword in his hand would kill Ji Qing, but he didn't expect that in an instant, the wooden sword entered his chest.

Death becomes an extremely easy task.

This movement woke up in the cultivation, and when he saw Ji Qing, who was holding a sword and stabbing Yuan Qi's heart, there was confusion and surprise in his eyes.

"This ......"

Before the bitterness returns, he spoke.

The dying man over there opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse, with the unwillingness before he died: "How did you find out that I am not Yuanqi?" ”

Ji Qing smiled, a little mocking, but his voice was very flat: "This is an extremely simple matter. ”

She didn't solve the doubts of the demon cultivator, and felt the strong demonic aura, she continued: "But I won't tell you." ”

I'm afraid that this demon cultivator will not think of it until he dies, Ji Qing's reason for recognizing him is extremely simple, not a character, not a word or deed, just a single action. That fake yuan, the action of holding Ji Qing's arm.

Jian Xiu will never vacate his right hand, and Jian Xiu's right hand can only hold a sword.

Demon Xiu's eyes widened, and his vitality was unwillingly drained from his body.

How could he be killed by a blind man, how could he die at the hands of a woman? If, if he fights seriously, he will not die.

"You're going to die, you're going to die."

When Demon Xiu fell, Fake Yuanqi's face returned to his original gloomy appearance, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were full of hatred, but he no longer breathed.

Ji Qing drew his sword, and the phantom array cracked.

After returning to the bitter salute and reciting Amitabha, he was surprised: "I didn't expect it to be not a trapped array but a phantom array." ”

Ji Qing smiled lightly, how could this trapped array deceive the divine consciousness of the late stage of Jindan, and only the phantom array that could conceal the divine soul could deceive the divine consciousness of the late stage of Jindan.

"Demon cultivation is too cunning, I don't know what the situation is on the side of Yuanyu Daoyou? I wonder if it's dangerous? ”

That Yuan Qi is fake, who knows how true and how fake Chen Yuquan is.

Hearing that Kugui was so worried, Ji Qing didn't show a nervous look.

All that came to her mind was the red figure.

Ji Qingdao said: "There is Qin Muya. ”

And what could hide from him?