Mo Kongjing, who was walking in the forefront, wondered in his heart, and when he turned around as he walked, there was not even a single figure!

In desperation, she hurriedly rolled up her sleeves and ran back, so she saw such a thing.

The demon didn't know what he was saying to Yan Ran, Yan Ran lowered her head so that people couldn't see clearly, her shoulders couldn't help shaking, and the group of people next to her were even more funny. Unexpectedly, all of them looked in a trance and stopped!

What are they doing here?

"It's that you're walking too fast, slow down." The eyebrows are raised, the corners of the lips are gently hooked, and the eyelashes on the deep and charming peach blossom eyes are like two small fans, and the eyebrows are picturesque.

Looking back and smiling, all beings are upside down.

Rao is Mo Kongjing, who was full of concentration, couldn't help but freeze on the spot, as if something was about to flow out of his nose.

Suddenly awakened, she turned around angrily and raised her head to cover her nose, but what kept swaying in front of her was the face that hooked people and didn't pay for her life!

For some reason, she heard her own heart pounding, so hard that she almost thought it was going to pop out on its own!

Mo Kongjing, who was tearful in his heart, looked up at the sky resentfully, why could that face be so good-looking! The problem is, he's still a man! Where do you want the faces of the majority of female cultivators to go? Seeing such a ******** beauty, which nun is embarrassed to say that she has a charming appearance?

Mu Yanran, who was suddenly awakened, looked back suddenly, looked at her in a trance, and at first glance, she was absent-minded and had her soul taken away, she was completely convinced.

After taking two steps and walking to Mo Kongjing's side, seeing Mo Kongjing's back to everyone was looking at the sky with a resentful look, Mu Yanran's heart suddenly understood.

She cherished Mo Kongjing, and she was also resentful, and she also had such a thought in her heart, a man is so good-looking, can women in the world still live!

What kind of beauties are on the list of beauties in the immortal cultivation world, just ask how many can be compared!

"W-What is that?" After a pause and pointing to the air, Mo Kongjing wanted to rub his eyes, but he had a white veil on his eyes, so he could only give up.

"The temple is on fire?" After a long sound, looking at the top of the red-headed mountain, Mu Yanran couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Can the temple of the Western Sea Emperor catch fire?

It can't be another conspiracy, right?

"Help, help!"

The cry for help from a distance immediately attracted everyone's attention, but when it was clear that the half-human, half-fish body was full of burn marks, Mu Yanran took the lead to meet it.

"Hu Rou?" Rubbing her eyes in disbelief, Mu Yanran, who was sure that she was not mistaken, opened her mouth wide and couldn't close it.

The embarrassed woman looked pitiful from a distance, her blue hair was soft and obedient behind her head. But that face, that face is clearly Hu Rou!

Could it be because they wiped off Hu Rou's snake hair and grew such beautiful hair?

Staring at the figure that fell to the ground for a while, Yu Ling, who pursed her lips and was silent, lowered her eyes to cover the turbulent waves under her eyes.

But Mo Cangmo just played with the green silk between his temples in an interesting way, and his peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, revealing a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Don't go to the Divine Temple, don't!" Even in a coma, Hu Rou's expression was painful and hideous, as if something terrible had happened.

Hu Rou, who has snake hair, is a kraken that charms fishermen at sea, but she is a fragile girl who loses her snake hair.

She waved her hands as if she were resisting something, as if there was something in the temple that terrified her. Cold sweat soaked her temples, and a dense layer of sweat beads wet the hair on her forehead and pressed tightly against her forehead.

Hu Rou, who showed her soft side, made everyone sigh for a while. I don't know what the mad god did to such a weak girl.

"Yueyi, Poria, you two take Hu Rou back to the Breaking Waves, it's not convenient for us to take her now." After Mu Yanran, who lowered her eyes, hurriedly applied a few stitches, Hu Rou's face finally improved, and she said this to the two.

Poria quickly said in a firm tone, "Senior Sister Yanran, let's not go!" ”

"Our opponent is the gods, at least two people must survive to collect the corpses for us." Lowering her eyes without moving, Mu Yanran raised her head and looked up at the blood-stained sky. Her tone was flat, but her words spoke to the hearts of others.

No one thinks they will come back alive, and they take this step with the determination to die.

I don't know who laid the barrier in the West City, but as long as there are still people alive, I can make it public. Even if they really can't confront the Emperor of the West Sea, at least let all beings know who caused the catastrophe in the West Market, and who is the one who endangers the common people!

"Go or stay, I believe you all have a plan in your heart. Leaving at this moment, absolutely no one will say half a word, everyone, the path of immortality is not easy to come by, and there is never anything wrong with people who cherish their lives. ”

Hearing this flat voice, everyone almost subconsciously looked up.

The white yarn tied to the back of the head flew in the wind, and because of the white yarn, no one could see the originally clear eyes. I only felt that the clothes gently blown by the breeze were as confusing as butterflies dancing in the wind.

She stood against the light, no one in front of her, and she didn't look at anyone.

When she set off from the Breaking Waves, Mo Kongjing didn't persuade others, but now facing the burning temple, she suddenly felt that it was not worth it.

The path of immortality is not easy to come by, and if you fall halfway, no matter who you are, you will be unwilling. It's really not worth dying here.

Silence, dead silence, so many people were silent as if they had died suddenly.

Mo Kongjing didn't say anything wrong, especially the sentence that the Tao of Immortality was not easy to come by, and it even spoke to their hearts. From ordinary people to qi casting, from down-to-earth foundation building to today's self-cultivation, who has not paid blood and tears?

In the face of a mortal battle like this, of course, you will be unwilling.

Of all the people present, who is not the pride of heaven in the sect? In time, the future definition of immortal cultivation should belong to them. But now, they must face a desperate situation of certain death.

Poria and Yueyi were silent for a moment, looked at Mu Yanran's determined expression, and then looked at the back of the awe-inspiring figure who turned his back to everyone's righteousness. After half a ring, the two of them still returned silently with Hu Rou the same way.

Not for anything else, just for Mo Kongjing and Mu Yanran to transmit the secret words of the two of them at the same time just now.

'If you two fall with me, who will guard the master?' We are disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, and for the sake of the sect, it is inevitable to endure humiliation. Uncle Hengshan and I both have the consciousness of sacrifice. Then you will naturally have to take on the responsibility of guarding the sect. ’

"The chief disciple and the four elders of the Xiaoyao Sect are here, if you two also die here, do you want all the elders of the Xiaoyao Sect to send the white-haired people to the black-haired people?" ’

Poria, who was speechless and choked, walked step by step, and her steps were so heavy.

"Woo woo woo" raised his hands and couldn't stop wiping the tears on his cheeks, but no matter how he wiped them, tears would still cover his face.

"Don't panic if they're back." Although Yueyi, who was forced to leave, had a sad look on his face, he still raised his hand and rubbed Poria's little head, trying to pull out a gentle smile.

He comforted Poria and comforted himself.

They'll be back, they will.

(To be continued.) )