Even so, so what?

The strong in the cultivation world are respected, either your strength surpasses her, or your background surpasses her, otherwise who dares to accuse her face-to-face, even the title of demon can only be circulated in private.

In the cultivation world, Zhao Ruozhu's fame even surpassed that of the Sword Saint Wu Jianyi, and he was once respected as the "Cloud Saint". This is not only a recognition of her strength, but also a name, and few people can get such an honor.

Just because Zhao Ruozhu was born with a mortal body, he cultivated to the Sage Realm without any physique, such a character was rare in ancient times.

Even Wu Jianyi thought that he was extremely talented and amazing, but it was with the help of his psychic sword body that he barely stepped into the Sage Realm, and this understanding was more than half a chip.

"Sister, do you remember something?"

Zhao Ruozhu didn't reply in a daze, and occasionally slammed her forehead with her jade fingers, probably bothering to think about it.

Maybe he didn't have a clue how to think about it, so he became more and more bored, shook his head violently, and looked extremely distressed.

"Don't, forget it if you can't think about it, let's not think about it again."

Fang Xiaotang was afraid that she would be even more crazy, so he took care of her to sleep.

She herself suffered from insomnia, thinking of the competition between the two during the day, the more she thought about it, the more she thought about it, and she couldn't help but get up and secretly compare the simulation.

For a while, Fang Xiaotang only felt that the changes were unprovoked, and all kinds of magic methods seemed to be endless, often they needed to demonstrate with thousands of tricks by themselves, but they lost their essence.

Rao is like this, she is also very beneficial, after all, it is the mastery of the two great masters in the world, even if she understands a little bit of skin, she can benefit a lot.

I practiced for half the night until I was tired and didn't go to sleep.

"Little girl, come out quickly and accompany me to meet someone."

Early in the morning, Wu Jianyi was shouting loudly at the entrance of the cave.

"Master Dao, be quiet."

Fang Xiaotang poked out his little head and pulled his arm, telling him to stop talking, Zhao Ruozhu tossed and turned last night before falling asleep, so it was better not to disturb her.

"Okay, whatever you say is what you say." Wu Jianyi responded with his mouth full, grabbed her, and went in the direction of the Yanqu Sea View.

The two of them walked all the way through the front yard and the central hall, and stepped into a quiet room in the backyard.

I saw a woman in a green palace dress lying quietly on the bed full of tassels, her eyebrows swept lightly, her pretty face was picturesque, her slender figure was graceful and dignified, revealing a holy atmosphere, which made people unbearable to blaspheme.

Wu Jianyi was silent for a long time, looked at the beauty's unchanged face, and slowly said, "I'm back, Zhiqiu." ”

"This beautiful sister is...... Your granddaughter? ”

It's no wonder that Fang Xiaotang thinks so, the old man has gray hair, and there are folds on his face, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a grandfather-level figure, this is still what she said less.

"What are you talking about? This is Ye Zhiqiu, Daoye's beloved wife. Wu Jianyi amused her, and she didn't have a good aura at the moment.

Ye Zhiqiu?!

Fang Xiaotang was stunned, she still clearly remembered that Ye Zhiqiu, a woman, had left her name in ancient books. She was nominated twice in the Sword Sea for her one-handed autumn dew swordsmanship, and her fame spread all over Kyushu for a while.

However, wasn't that the saint of the Xuanji Holy Land two thousand years ago? How can she look so young, she can't see a little vicissitudes of old age, hasn't the years left a trace on her?

Ignoring her shock, Wu Jianyi just looked haggard and sad at the beautiful woman who was asleep, with a sad and sad expression. At this glance, it is an endless stream of wind and frost and sorrow.

"Zhiqiu, please forgive me, it took so long before I had the courage to come to see you again."

Over the years, Wu Jianyi has also thought of various ways to wake Ye Zhiqiu from his inner demon dream, but all of them have failed, and in the end, he has temporarily given up his efforts.

So he had to borrow wine to drown his sorrows, and he didn't even dare to look at her again. This feeling of powerlessness is even more terrifying than piercing the heart.

"What's wrong with her?" Fang Xiaotang's heart was cold, and even his voice was trembling. The person on the bed was motionless, his limbs were stiff, and if it weren't for the fact that his face was still a little ruddy, he would have said that he was really a dead man.

"She's also infected with dark matter, can you save her? As long as I can save her, I can pay any price, and Dao Ye will never treat you badly. ”

Wu Jianyi stared at her fixedly, at this moment, even if he taught him to go to the soup and fire, he would not hesitate to change his life.

"No, if I only need to extract dark matter, I can help. You've treated me to delicious food before to help me stabilize my roots, and this time I'll repay you for your kindness. ”

Fang Xiaotang waved his hand, not caring about it, he was also a little excited to help him.

Wu Jian's body was shocked, and an expression of ecstasy instantly surged into his face, sweeping away the heaviness that had been frozen on his face for an unknown amount of time. Barely suppressed his excitement, Wu Jianyi still couldn't control the slight tremor in his voice, "The grace of saving your life is unforgettable!" ”

"Hmm." Fang Xiaotang put one hand on the wrist of the palace woman, and at the same time urged the nameless magic trick with all his might.

A violent suction suddenly came from the black altar in the center of the eyebrows, like the huge mouth of a fierce beast opening and frantically devouring the dark matter like water.

Fang Xiaotang was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that this person was infected with more dark matter than Zhao Ruozhu, almost deep into the bone marrow! I don't know if there will be any side effects from such a removal?

As the mist spread, a deep darkness engulfed the place, enveloping the two of them.

However, the next moment, Fang Xiaotang felt a hand slap on her shoulder, making her breath stagnate. I had to suspend the operation of the exercises for the rest of my life and retreat for the time being.

"Enough!"

A cold drink was like cutting ice and snow, with boundless hatred and madness, coming from the shadows, and it was extremely beautiful.

"Zhiqiu ......" Wu Jianyi was overjoyed, looking at the place where the dark fog had dispersed, but saw that the beautiful woman woke up at some point.

But her green hair is already white, the corners of her forehead are wrinkled, and her pupils are also cloudy, is this still the Xuanji Holy Maiden Ye Zhiqiu who charms the world?

"Sorwa-sword-clothes, you torture me...... Isn't torture enough? Ye Zhiqiu looked at him faintly, and said word by word, full of hatred lingering between his lips and teeth.

Fang Xiaotang was taken aback, these two people were not as close to each other as she thought? Ye Zhiqiu hated the appearance of Wu Jianyi very much, what the hell is going on?

"Zhiqiu, don't worry, everything will be fine......" Wu Jianyi frowned, his face full of bitterness.

"Enough, you hypocrite, I've had enough of you." Ye Zhiqiu interrupted his words and said coldly: "Okay? How can it be good? You've trapped me for so many years, you might as well give me a good time sooner!"