Chapter 155: Three Breaths

A series of images flashed through Gu Qian's mind.

The Tiandu mission sent an envoy to the East Tuling Mountain.

This news is not a secret to him, the Intelligence Department was set aside, and Kunhailou was established, and he became the left envoy of Kunhailou...... It was because of Yun Xun's envoy.

Ghost repair interception?

Dongjing wants to kill Yun Xun?

The results of the Lingshan negotiations have not yet been transmitted back to Tiandu...... But judging from today's feedback, the chief priest may have done something unfavorable to Liulishan.

Gu Qian didn't have time to think too much, the flying sword under his feet accelerated suddenly, and a faint admonition from the woman came from his ears.

"Don't fall. ”

Gu Qian's face turned pale, and he hugged the woman's waist in embarrassment.

Zhang Junling's slender waist stiffened slightly, and his whole expression was ugly, and he suppressed his urge to slap Gu Qian down, and said coldly: "This is the virtue of a dignified judge?"

The wind blew the man's sideburns, and the flying sword instantly swept a distance of dozens of zhang, like a meteor.

The speed of this world unfolds all at once.

The heart was pounded hard.

Gu Qian, who was pale, closed his eyes tightly in the wind, put his hands around Jun Ling's thin waist, and there were no distracting thoughts in his mind, not to mention what to take advantage of and rub oil, and there was only a blank space left in the wind and sand.

The man buried his head in the place of the woman's back shirt, and the bruises on his forehead appeared, and he tried his best to roar: "Fuck, do you think the judge is not afraid of death?"

It's a pity that the sound is drowned out in the sand tide.

Zhang Junling smiled slightly, pretended not to hear, and stepped on the flying sword again, the speed of the sword body was three points faster, and behind his ears was a series of angry scolding and roaring, which soon turned into crying and begging for mercy...... Yun Xun's divine soul transmission was about ten miles away, flying with his sword, exerting his full strength, and it could be reached in about dozens of breaths.

It was not the Intelligence Department that attracted Zhang Junling.

It's the Lotus Pavilion.

Shizun is the master of the Lotus Pavilion.

He retreated in Kunhai Cave and never went out, and he never even saw the senior brothers and sisters in the sect...... But I vaguely knew that the disciples accepted by Shizun, because the Purple Lotus walked in the north, picked up two senior brothers and sisters who were extremely admired, and cultivated from a young orphan to the head of the Ping Demon Division.

This is the dragon phoenix and the hard strategy.

And because of the national policy of Tiandu, Mr. Yuan Chun accepted His Royal Highness the Crown Prince as an apprentice, and opened peace for the prince in the imperial city with his own efforts, sheltering the wind and rain for decades.

And one more...... It was selected by the master, but there was not much care, and he stayed in the Intelligence Department to start from the messenger with the order, and soon shined brightly, the secret magic of the Lotus Pavilion, all of which were taught to him by Mr., and Yun Xun also lived up to his expectations, and became a genius known to everyone in Tiandu City.

The four disciples of the Lotus Pavilion.

The two of them walked the north.

The two stayed in Tiandu.

The two disciples who walked the northern realm, traveled with Mr. Yuan Chun, walked, killed the enemy, punished the demons, and smoothly responded, and sat in the position of the head step by step.

The prince drank heavily day and night, looked for flowers and willows, hunted in the wilderness, and sheltered himself from the wind and rain with Mr. Yuan Chun's protective umbrella in Tiandu City...... He was so successful that in those years, everyone forgot about him.

Yun Xun is like a tenacious weed, taking root in the Tiandu Intelligence Division, and then growing savagely.

Compared to the support of the teacher, and the wonderful skills of the Lotus Pavilion...... He can become famous in Tiandu, and he relies more on himself.

Deep inside him, there lives a villain who is completely different from her feminine appearance.

Zhang Junling retreated in Kunhai Cave, and before the master left, he left her a bamboo slip and introduced several senior brothers and sisters who had contact with the master...... She is a more special being.

Because the Lotus Pavilion believed in the theory of luck, after Mr. Yuan Chun ordered Zhang Jun to calculate the hexagram, he ordered her not to leave the Kunhai Cave easily...... It is related to the number of fate, and it is related to the catastrophe, if you easily leave the small cave and enter the WTO rashly, it is likely to die.

In other words, Zhang Junling is a person who "has a catastrophe in his life".

She didn't know what her calamity was.

But when she followed the teacher's instructions, she dismantled the green Jane, got out of the cave, and stepped into this world...... But I found that everything was different from what I thought, the entire Great Sui had changed, this was a new era of changing the dynasty, and his own master, the Lotus Pavilion, played an extremely important role in the tide of this era.

A person like a teacher doesn't die easily, and he doesn't leave nothing for himself.

Mr. Yuan Chun knows what he wants.

Zhang Junling wanted an answer, about all these years of retreat, not to enter the world, what exactly is she going to avoid, and what is the catastrophe...... That's why she went east, and the husband told her that there was a person who was important.

That person is in Lingshan right now.

......

......

The gods standing on the desert, holding the pagoda sword whip in both hands, pose in an upside-down posture, the tip of the sword is still intact, but the starlight on the shoulders is constantly shattering and shaking, and the entire huge armor is shaking, like an avalanche, and the layers of delicate "star chips" are constantly vibrating.

A discerning person can see that even if this Dharma Statue still has a majestic momentum, it is already at the end of the powerful crossbow and may collapse at any time...... And the decisive factor that caused the final avalanche was the girl in the official robe who kept "throwing" weapons with a fierce attitude.

The Pestle King is like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, stepping out of the hidden weapons under the desert one after another, this vast desert is more like her "arsenal", thirty or forty weapons of different shapes were thrown by her with great strength and nailed to the outer wall of the sword domain of the gods.

Fortunately, the head of the intelligence department has a relatively strong ability to take beatings, and he has carried it until now.

The girl's "thrower" is not like he really wants to kill him, but more like a kind of hunting extremely confident closing net, in fact, Yun Xun guessed well, offended Liulishan, and the second highness wanted to know the details of the Lingshan negotiations and the treaty, so he could visit and mediate...... The man in front of him, if he can, he won't kill him, and the anger of these demon lords is too heavy, and he is not light or heavy, and it is easy to kill people.

Her methods of pestle and king are ruthless enough, she can play to the death of Yun Xun, and she can also give him a breath.

Like now.

One weapon by one, chiseling through the sword qi realm of the law phase heaven and earth, it is not directly fatal, but it can hit Yun Xun's body qi exhaustion, just like a cat scratching a mouse, and the next thousands of miles of trek, she pestle the king hangs behind him, and he only needs to run again until he has no strength...... Now it is still in the Eastern Desert, and there is still a long distance from the Great Wall in the East.

As for Tiandu, it's even farther away.

How could the prey targeted by her return to Tiandu?

"Lord Yun Xun, if you are captured, I can stop now and spare your life...... As for the one behind me, I want to invite you to Liuli Mountain to have a good cup of tea. ”

The girl who stepped into the sand and shook out a long knife, five slender fingers grasped the handle of the long knife through her sleeve robe, and the tip of the knife swayed in the yellow sand, pointing at the starlight god who could collapse at any moment, but did not throw the last kill...... King Pestle knew very well that it only took the last blow for this god to collapse, the law phase heaven and earth would collapse, and Yun Xun would lose his resistance.

She said lightly: "Give you three breaths to think about it." ”

With that, close your eyes.

"Three. ”

Yun Xun, who plunged the long sword into the desert with both hands, his face was dry and quite embarrassed, and the thoughts in his mind were disordered...... The call for help just now was useless, I felt a familiar breath, like an old person in Tiandu, and a strange smell, but I was in the same stream as myself, and I didn't feel repulsed.

After using the Purple Lotus Ancient Coin for divination, he subconsciously shook out the two backgrounds of the "Tiandu Intelligence Division" and the "Lotus Pavilion", hoping to attract a good result, but there was a dead silence all around, and the qi machine that was revealed before suddenly disappeared after he transmitted the sound.

Completely disappeared from his own perception.

"II. ”

Yun Xun narrowed his eyes, and he stared at the girl Hades holding a knife in one hand in the distance.

Do you want to consider the escape route after the Dharma Phase is broken...... If the law phase is broken, the probability of escaping by yourself will be greatly reduced...... What should I do next, promise the pestle king, go to Liuli Mountain to "drink tea"?

This tea, I'm afraid it's a soul-sending tea, once I'm escorted by the pestle king to Liuli Mountain, the ghost cultivation base camp, I'm afraid I will really never see the sun again.

Between two fires.

Unless...... Use that secret technique......

Yun Xun gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and looked at his sleeve robe flying, his forearm was exposed, and a thin line was engraved like blood on his skin, which seemed to sense the will of his master, and became more vivid, like a petite blood snake, which could drill out of his skin at any time.

It's too late.

"One. ”

The pestle officer Wang Senran spoke, and at the same time opened her eyes, and she threw a knife violently.

This killing, wrapped in wind and thunder, is like a bamboo.

Yun Xun closed his eyes, withdrew from the Fa Xiang, and pressed his fingers on his wrist, just before he was about to activate the blood line and pay a huge price to escape, there was a crisp sound of gold and iron hitting like a wind chime...... The sound was like the trills of a blacksmith hammering a long sword, and finally the sword roared softly, crisp and pleasant.

It was the sound of flying swords colliding with sand and stones.

The "life-saving gas machine" that completely shielded his tracks appeared at the last moment.

A flying sword, shuttling through the sand and dust, was hugged by a man to the waist of the woman in Tsing Yi, her expression was indifferent and calm, and her two fingers naturally "pinched" something downward.

It's a chess piece.

She threw the piece with her arm.

It's like splashing ink.

The pestle king's expression was gloomy and ugly.

The flying knife he threw collided with the chess piece in mid-air, turning into a puff of broken gold and iron sparks, and the chess piece was not damaged at all, as the woman in Tsing Yi folded her sleeves back, retracted between her jade fingers, and was put back into her bag.

There is a green umbrella on his waist, and the two bags are black and white hanging upside down.

The three-foot flying sword under his feet, and the four-foot wind and sand are circling.

The "blind woman" who stepped on the flying sword off the ground turned her head, first looked at the "senior brother" she met for the first time, stopped for a moment, and then looked at the murderous girl in the distance.

Gu Qian heard the three words that Zhang Junling muttered to himself.

"Ghost cultivators, ......"

She shook her head and said softly, "If you don't want to be beaten to death, run away...... Give you three breaths of time. ”