Fan Xian leaned over and ran softly all the way, constantly knocking the oncoming reeds into scatters, and he was trying to follow Sean's traces.

On the other side, Sean, who is a little weak due to old age and frailty, and has been imprisoned for many years, is also trying to avoid Fan Xian's search, which is a big drama of tracking and counter-tracking.

But for Zhou Luo, who is standing on the top of a tree and has extremely sharp facial features, the seemingly thrilling tracking and anti-tracking drama between the two is like watching the pattern in the palm of his hand for him, which is really not too simple.

Zhou Luo closed his eyes indifferently, slowly emptied his mentality, and cultivated silently, he didn't care about the so-called big drama of Sean and Fan Xian, it was just a cutscene, and the decision was up to him.

The reason why he didn't appear too early was just a whim, and he wanted to meet the begonia blossoms of the village girl saint who was quite interested in reading novels in his previous life.

"I'm bored, I was even more boring in my previous life, I actually liked her, martial arts is so interesting, it's really superficial, but since I'm here, I'll see her, and if I'm not happy, I'll kill her."

Zhou Luo was a little noncommittal about his sudden interest, compared to the so-called love and love, or those who are constantly advancing and pursuing on the path of cultivation are more worthy of yearning, but being idle is also idle, it doesn't matter what you see.

Zhou Luo closed his eyes and practiced his internal strength, but he did not completely ignore the situation on Fan Xian's side, his keen facial features were enough for him to easily hear all the words and all the changes in the battle between Fan Xian and Sean who were more than ten zhang away.

"Sean is going to lose."

Zhou Luo, who had been closing his eyes for a while, sighed slightly, and the wind was always beaten away by the rain, and under his facial senses, he could easily distinguish all the small movements and physical changes in Sean's body during the battle.

He clearly sensed that although Sean had almost nine-grade strength in his skills, his body was much worse than Fan Xian, who was at the peak of his life, due to years of prison torture and the natural aging of age.

"Boxing is afraid of being young, although Sean's combat skills and combat power still maintain the strength of Jiupin, but his body has been dragging down his performance, it's a pity."

After hearing Sean's breathing that gradually weakened after Sean fell to the ground below, Zhou Luo couldn't help but feel a little emotional, and a genius in the martial arts fell again.

At the same time, Zhou Luo sensed that a powerful sword intent close to nature in the distance was slowly approaching, he raised his eyes, and saw that a supple and white hand suddenly poked out in the dense green grassland, it swayed slightly in the air like a young child playing, and directly closed Fan Xian's lightning-like light poisonous needle towards his head between his fingers seemingly inadvertently.

Fan Xian watched his powerful procuratorate's special poison needle being easily pinched, although he was not shocked, his body stabbed forward more fiercely, and the figure in the grass that had not fully appeared was forced to float out of the grass under Fan Xian's thorn, and turned around like a gust of wind to avoid Fan Xian's powerful assassination.

"Wow!"

As soon as Begonia Duoduo dodged Fan Xian's assassination, the seven tiger guards who were originally personal guards behind Fan Xian also instantly brandished seven long knives and slashed at her like a wind and snow.

The begonia smiled softly, and the figure fluttered up, fluttering like a snowflake in the rotation of the knife light composed of seven long knives, leisurely and comfortable.

Fan Xian's face changed, and he didn't make another move, but waved his hand to let the seven people under him withdraw their knives and go back, blocking the path between the strange visitor in front of him and Sean.

"Begonia blossoms, the real strength is good, the combat power is close to the third order, and the combat skills have made me gain a lot, what a martial arts celestial."

Zhou Luo's face flashed with a smile for the first time, and he decided not to kill her, so as not to strangle a genius in martial arts and make this world a lot less interesting.

"Begonias are blooming, and the martial arts are good."

Begonia Duoduo and Fan Xian and the others were looking at each other, when they suddenly heard a voice as cold as a knife coming from above their heads.

How can someone get so close and not find out? This made them suddenly startled, and they couldn't help but look overhead.

Under his gaze, he saw that on the top of a big tree more than ten zhang away from them, there was a young man in black standing in fluttering clothes at this time, the thickness of the branches under his feet was less than the mouth of the baby bowl, but he did not let the branches under him shake in any way, as if it was as light as nothing.

"Magic Knife? Grandmaster Zhou Luo? ”

Fan Xian and Begonia Duoduo's faces tightened, they had heard the name of the black-clothed young man standing on the treetops in front of them, and they knew that he was terrible.

"I'm going to kill Sean, do you two have an opinion?"

Zhou Luojian raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the two people under the tree with an indifferent face, and said lightly.

Fan Xianyan below couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this, and said in his heart You have a grandmaster who has spoken, what can I do, he has always been self-aware, and he is strict about his life, and in the face of a murderous grandmaster like Zhou Luo, he will naturally not raise objections at this time.

And Begonia Blossom is different, not only did she not admit it, but her heart was full of fighting spirit, her eyes looked at Zhou Luo quite eagerly, and she seemed to have an impulse to try.

Zhou Luo raised his eyes and looked down at the woman below, but saw that she had a flower cloth towel tied to her head, a basket in her elbow, and some fresh mushrooms in the basket.

But even if you ask a fool, the fool will be able to know that the person who can avoid the fierce stab of the world-famous poet immortal Fan Xian, who has condensed all his body strength, and can still escape surrounded by seven snow-like long knives, is definitely not just an ordinary village girl!

"You're going to challenge this seat?" Zhou Luo looked at the begonia flowers below in a light tone, as if he was disdainful and playful.

Fan Xian looked at the woman dressed as a village girl opposite with complicated eyes, and recited the words Zhou Luo said just now in his heart, and thought of the rumors about the begonia flowers he had heard before, and he was quite moved by her courage and dedication to martial arts.

He had heard Ruohai talk about the person of Begonia before, and he heard that this person was the most outstanding figure in the young generation of Northern Qi, and he was also the apprentice of a generation of grandmaster Kuhe, the most likely celestial vein in the legend, with otherworldly strength.

Yan Ruohai, director of the Fourth Division of the Supervision Yuan, reminded him several times and asked him to be careful of this person, he was very impressed by this person at that time, but at this time, her image in his heart suddenly became three-dimensional.

He looked at the woman opposite with a complicated expression, the person in his field of vision didn't look very special, and he couldn't be considered a beautiful woman in the traditional sense, but he didn't know why those eyes were so bright, as if she had all the colors of the endless meadow and the blue sky in the early morning that she saw in her eyes.