"You should be able to see it." The Ethereal Spirit fiddles with the accessories in his hand. Leaning lazily against the wall.

"I didn't really expect that. We were so lucky." Huo'er's tone was full of excitement. Obviously in a bad mood.

"I don't think so."

Huo'er could clearly hear that the ethereal spirit was talking.

"What to say."

"Your mission. Destiny. No one can change it. Unless ......"

"Unless anything."

Huo'er looked expectant.

"Unless you go far. Stay away from her. Get away from it all."

"Impossible." The fire is very determined. As long as it's about her. Life and death are just a moment.

She is the one who brings hope to herself. For her. Even if you give up everything, you are willing. It's that I'm full of nostalgia for mortal dust. That's why it's indecisive.

"It's time to understand the grievances of the world. Just waiting for your reunion. Everything will unravel."

Huo'er looked at him fixedly. At that time, she would definitely be beautiful.

The two seemed to be lost in thought again.

On a certain street in Luo Fengshan. An ordinary-looking woman walking down the street. Her appearance is unremarkable.

She strolls down the street. Observing the surroundings along the way.

Since that day. In the arena. After she killed those two people. Her fame is also getting louder and louder.

Merely. The news of the appearance of the God King is even more exciting. I'm afraid that people from these continents are rushing to enter here.

Fortunately, this town is also very big. Accommodating tens of thousands of people is still not a problem. Merely. This inn is full of memories. Business is even better.

The only thing that surprised Qingyou was that there was no news about her marriage to the God King.

The only one who wants to do everything in her power to control the news is her. Except for her. Who cares.

Qingyu chose a remote place. After seeing no one again. Just hide in the space. Now she's going to recharge her batteries. Get ready to enter Luofeng Mountain.

a few days ago. After Ouyang Hexuan finished talking. Jiuyang came looking for her. The man looked at her sullenly. After a long time, he said, "You can't marry him. He is your enemy. Don't you know. Do so. So what's she?"

"Who is she?" Qingyou asked him.

"Your friend. A friend who lost everything for you."

"You're talking about the guy you're looking for at the Academy. Where is she. I have something to ask her."

"You'll see each other soon. I am here. Just for her."

Quiet and skeptical.

Before leaving. He said, "This time it's a strange treasure. You have to get it.

Even if he doesn't say it. She'll get it too. The treasure of the fall of the strong. Why not.

space. Quiet in a clearing. Keep training. After the last time. She's pretty sure. If he makes a move. I never have a chance to live.

Even the Enchantress has improved a lot compared to tens of thousands of years. Now I am also fighting against the lower gods. There is only one way to die against the Enchantress. That's why she had to go that day. Even if the Enchantress has murderous intentions. He won't agree either.

Now he didn't care about her at all. 10,000 years. His spiritual power became more and more incomprehensible.

The quiet waving gesture is getting faster and faster. The petals have turned into sharp swords. When you go out of your body, you will see blood.

Just think of him. The heart will not stop trembling.

Why. Why. Think about him.

Quiet and understandable. In her previous life, Yun Mo's emotions were affecting her. Grievances and hatred are changing her state of mind. This change. She does not exclude.

It's just this feeling. But she couldn't make up her mind.

"Put it down. You still have a chance to live. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." A majestic shout reached the quiet ears.

"Daddy. Kill him. Get the secret back."

A secret. Let the tranquility be very interested.

Above the open space at this time. The distance was five or six people. The man in the middle of them was dressed in bloody clothes. I'm afraid it's been a protracted battle. It's just that his figure is somewhat familiar. But I can't remember.

"I've known for a long time that this little white face is not a good thing. I don't know what Xiang'er thinks. Such a man too. It's nothing more than a good-looking face. If it's a scratch. Xiang'er won't like it either. Cousin. Kill him." A grim voice. It doesn't seem to be a good bird. Tall, skinny.

"That's it. Father. Kill him. Scroll. Sure. In his. body." The person who spoke was young. It's just that he's fat. One sentence is said intermittently.

"Second uncle. I've heard. When he was in college. has been helping Nangong Qingyu. Don't kill him. I'm sorry for the ancestors. That Nangong Qingyou is our enemy."

"Yes. Take him under the knife. Sister Xiangxiang can be said. There are two more in the academy." Which tall thin man who called his cousin said.

Remembering the ancestors. The middle-aged man, who had been silent, nodded. The voice was vicious: "No matter who it is. Just someone who is related to that woman. I'm going to kill him. The ancestor died at the hands of a girl. Let us Qingcheng faction also be disgraced.(9) Great Teacher, today is your death date, rest assured, it won't be long, I will send Nangong Qingyou down, let you be a pair of ghost mandarin ducks." The middle-aged man stared at him viciously. Like a hungry wolf waiting for action. Staring at their prey.

Feelings this is a big family. None of them are good.

Qingcheng faction. I didn't expect to meet again. No wonder these people feel familiar. They even thought about seeking revenge on Shuolan Shuojin. I really want to die.

Qingyou looked at Jiu Yang who was dressed in blood. I really didn't expect it. See him again.

Listen to them. He took something from the Qingcheng faction. Is this why he approached Wu Xiuxiang.

"You kill me. It is to offend Fengtian Academy. Aren't you afraid?" Jiuyang braced himself. Covering a bloody wound. Laboriously said.

Finally got something. I didn't expect to be seen. Really didn't expect it. This Qingcheng faction has no ancestors. But he hired a top master to guard the town's house.

Right now. His entrails. Turning over the river and the sea. I'm afraid I won't be able to get out this time. One thought. Something that was hard to get. There will be taken away. I couldn't help but scold myself for not being able to get out.

If it weren't for Wu Xiuxiang's dang. And how could he be discovered? I really didn't expect it. looked at Wu Xiuxiang, who was not very brainy. But he is a master of scheming. I'm afraid everyone will look away. Wish. Tranquility can see through.

"Mukden Academy. It's not a worry for you. You just have to remember. Today next year will be your death day. That's it."

Seeing the sword raised high. I'm about to wipe it to my neck. Jiuyang closed his eyes. Waiting for the moment when death comes.

"It's easy to give up on life. It's really not like you." A whisper. Suddenly made Jiuyang open his eyes.

The sound of swords colliding. Middle-aged man. That is, the master of the Qingcheng faction. I was shocked by the tranquility for a long time. His eyes were shocked. Some can't believe it. The young woman turned out to be in his sword. To know. That's a family heirloom.

Jiuyang looked at the woman in front of him. I've never seen it before. She stood in front of herself. Look at the shape is very familiar. The sound is not unfamiliar.

It turned out to be her.

Before a few people met, it was a woman. I didn't take it to heart.

"Who are you. Hurry up and walk away. Don't bother us with our errands," said the tall and thin man.

"She can't go. Second uncle. If she says that we missed the matter of killing the mentor of Fengtian Academy. I'm afraid it's going to be bad for us."

The shady man was clearly quick to react.

"Now whoever kills whom. Not necessarily."

"You are Nangong Qingjing. Father. She is Nangong Qingning."

I really didn't expect it. Even the master of the Qingcheng faction didn't see that she was disguised. His stupid-looking son. But I saw her disguise.

Don't kill them now. I really can't live up to God's arrangement.

The Qingcheng sect master's face was pale. It's bad luck. No wonder. No wonder she could easily take a sword. It's just that. with their skill. I can't beat her at all. He didn't think he had the ability to stand up to the man who had killed his ancestor. The only chance now is to call for help.

His hand clenched a charm. And the spell turned to ashes.

After a few big men knew that she was Nangong Qingyu. I can't help but feel a chill in my back.

"It was you. It was you who killed our ancestors. It came at the right time. You're going to die...", before he could finish. A few petals turned into a sword. into their throats.

It's that simple. It seems to have a different kind of beauty. Who would have thought. A teenage girl. Kill people cleanly. No mercy.

Jiuyang didn't say anything. Sit on the ground. He fainted.

Qingyou looked at Jiuyang who was in a coma due to excessive blood loss. Mention it gently. A few jumps. Came to a fairly secluded place.

After the quiet is gone. A man shrouded in darkness. Gaze at several corpses on the ground. Moments later. The spell that had been reduced to ashes was restored to its original state. The man in black waved his hand. Left with the charm.

Took out a line that was only recently made. The reason why it is called the line side. Because it's just a house of about 100 square meters. It's all there. Concise and elegant.

Put Jiuyang in the guest room. Take the pulse. Feed a few pills. Look at the potency. He had to sleep for at least a day to fully absorb it.

After the barrier is set up. Tranquility before returning to the bedroom. Enter the space. Keep practicing.

Lively inn. There is an endless stream of people eating and resting.

The three of them sat in the private room. Look at the teenager on the side. Ever since he woke up. The first thing I said was: I'm hungry. The second sentence is: I still want to.

Look at the table. That layer upon layer of dishes. Huo'er and Jingle couldn't help but think. Finally, I saw someone who could eat more than the ethereal spirit.

The Ethereal Spirits turned a blind eye to the gaze of both of them.

The boy was already very good. The dirt on the body is also washed clean.

Clear eyebrows. Red lips and white teeth.

It's just that this eating appearance looks very contradictory to the temperament on the body.

Dingdong watched it for a long time. The conclusion is that . Very ethereal spirits are of the same kind. And no wonder. The Ethereal will leave him behind.