As soon as this voice came out, the two people who were originally hiding next to Yuelu Mountain and were about to blow themselves up stopped their movements at the same time, this voice was extremely familiar, but they didn't know each other when they listened carefully.

Hearing this, a trace of fear suddenly flashed on Yuelu Mountain's originally calm face, could it be that there was her apprentice among the people she hurt, but listening to this voice, she couldn't help but ask: "Qingying, you said that you would not interfere in this matter, but now that you are here, do you want to regret it?" ”

The woman sighed lightly, and then said: "Regret it or not, wait until the deity breaks your glazed golden bell jar." ”

Yuelu Mountain was like a great enemy at this moment, and suddenly rushed straight into the sky, and the two of them thought that they were going to run away when they saw this, and followed closely.

Looking at the entire Panlong, in addition to this Qingying, aside from the uncharted sea and deep caves, Yuelu Mountain does have the capital to dominate, and in the process of rising, Yuelu Mountain suddenly remembered something, that Qingying once said that as long as he didn't hurt his disciple Lin Sheng, he wouldn't interfere in this matter, could it be that his disciple was mixed in this crowd and was injured by himself?

But at this moment, these thoughts are meaningless, the reason why they rushed to the sky is because this is his home field, reincarnation, only in the closest place to the sky, can exert the greatest power, as for why, it is unknown.

Above the Nine Heavens, Yuelu Mountain stared coldly at the veiled woman in front of her, although she couldn't see her face, but the True Yuan Shock from the middle stage of ascension calmed Yuelu Mountain.

This person is definitely not a green shadow, but there shouldn't be a flying hand on this dragon star, could it be the sea or a deep cave? The same question is also true of the Qingshan and Daoji that followed.

The momentum of this woman is on par with this old thief, as for the one in Panlong Mountain, it will not be at the moment, but looking at her back, it is a little familiar.

Qingshan and Daoji transmitted: "Senior brother, you and I will wait and see what happens, don't panic, in my opinion, this fairy is here to help." ”

Dao Ji was noncommittal, nodded his head, and the two fell silent.

"The glazed vajra cover, it was originally from the Panlong Star, but it appeared in your hands for some reason, it is really a tyrannical thing, take it." As soon as the words fell, and the woman didn't make any movements, a big hand appeared on the golden bell jar, and it grabbed the top of the bell with the sound of a tsunami.

"Hmph, hubris!" Yuelu Mountain didn't dare to talk nonsense, competing with masters of the same level, and if he was not careful, he would die.

Inside the golden bell jar, Yuelu Mountain sat cross-legged, reciting an obscure spell in his mouth, after a breath, his eyes suddenly opened and closed, and two golden lights instantly hit the golden bell jar, and the originally trembling golden bell jar stabilized again.

Seeing this, the woman was not impatient, but the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and the jade hand was in the afterimage, constantly waving the magic trick, the big hand seemed to have a sense, and it suddenly increased several times, and its strength increased more than ten times, and at this moment, a crack suddenly appeared on the bell cover.

Whether it is the heart of human beings or the surface of things, once there is a gap, it will collapse under the interference of external forces.

Seeing this, Yuelu Mountain was in a hurry, and never thought that this woman would really break the bell jar, which was enough to see that her strength was far beyond herself.

At this moment, in the Panlong school field, Zhong Ping and Lin Sheng had rushed to the place where everyone gathered.

Zhong Ping squatted beside the funeral flower, choked and sobbed, so not sad, since entering the Sword Sect, the funeral flower gave him love and support, which has already soothed the pain in Zhong Ping's heart, the family was destroyed in those years, the displacement in those years, and the bits and pieces of those years have long been gone away with the funeral flowers.

After experiencing the pain of bereavement, she didn't want to go through it again, and the only person in the world who could rely on was lying in her arms with no clear life or death, which felt too sad.

Lin Sheng didn't know how to speak beside him, now thinking about the sad things that Miss Zhong had experienced, it was like the sand of the Ganges River, Lin Sheng didn't dare and didn't want to think deeply, he owed her too much, but what could he do, love, if it was born, it must be persevered.

He and her seem to have different paths, but in fact they end up together.

Feiyan stood beside Zhong Ping and hugged the poor girl into her arms, the life and death of the funeral flowers were unknown, and they were also powerless.

Lin Sheng glanced in the direction of Panlongshan, and finally stopped his thoughts, as his memory recovered, he vaguely felt that the master and Tsing Yi must have some kind of unknown connection, and Zhong Ping's matter would still be disturbed in the future, he didn't want the master to know that he cared a lot about other women.

Zhong Ping is already cute and charming, but at the moment, she has lost her masculinity because of excessive sadness, and she is even more petite and cute when hiding in Feiyan's arms at the moment, which is pitiful.

Lin Sheng doesn't care, it doesn't mean that others are indifferent.

But seeing that among the elite monks of the Panlong Kingdom, a gentle scholar in a white plain robe and long hair over his shoulders walked quickly to Zhong Ping's side with a worried face: "Miss Zhong, I want to be too sad, I believe that the burial flower ancestor is fine." ”

When Zhong Ping heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned that this person was actually the monk of the Panlong Kingdom who said that he had gone up the sword mountain and went down to the sea of fire before, as for the name, Zhong Ping didn't think of it for a while, but responded politely: "This senior brother, thank you for your concern, little sister ......" Before the words were finished, he looked at the funeral flowers, and Zhong Ping became the tearful man again.

Seeing this, this person didn't know what to do for a while, but turned to Lin Sheng and said: "Senior, the late Panlong Kingdom Shaoqi, I don't know if there is a way to alleviate the injury of the Burial Flower Ancestor, Miss Zhong is like this, Xiaosheng really feels heartache. ”

Lin Sheng was a little surprised, but he had a good impression of this man who called himself Shaoqi, and it seemed that he was also a master who dared to love and hate.

However, before Lin Sheng could speak, the sisters of the Sword Sect were like ants in a fried pot, staring at Shaoqi fiercely one by one, Feiyan comforted Zhong Ping a little, and the momentum of the peak of the foundation suddenly exploded, and the long sword shot out, across Shaoqi's neck, and said coldly: "My ancestor, her old man's life and death are unknown, you actually came to the front to tease me, this little ancestor of Zhong Ping, and you can't find death." ”

The women thought that Shaoqi would retreat in the face of difficulties, and the men were like this, saying that they would go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire, but it was not a pity to die for you, but when it came to things, they ran faster than anyone else.

To everyone's surprise, Shaoqi did not flinch, but said loudly: "This senior, Xiaosheng didn't flirt with Miss Zhong, but he was in love and couldn't help himself, so he saw her crying sadly, but he had no choice but to ask this senior Lin for advice, and asked the senior not to be angry." ”

Hearing this, Feiyan looked back at the sisters, and couldn't help laughing, and the woman behind her also laughed loudly, Feiyan said: "What a heartfelt word, if you have love for Zhong Ping's little ancestor, why didn't you go to the rescue after he was taken away." ”

Shaoqi was a little angry when he heard this: "Senior, how do you know that I didn't go to the rescue, it's just that after I arrived, this Senior Lin had already rescued Miss Zhong, and my strength was already low, this ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Sheng interrupted the dispute between the two: "Feiyan Hall Master, Shaoqi can cultivate in the condensation period, regardless of the danger of his life to pursue the thief of Jindan Mahayana, which shows that he has a deep affection for Miss Zhong, you can know it to the extreme, and life and death can only be outside." ”

"Moon Shadow, although you enter the Yudan, don't think that the sisters are afraid of you, Miss Zhong is already a miserable person, the most bitter thing is to meet you, an emotionless bastard, you say it yourself, how much Miss Zhong has paid for you, if you can't tell it, let the old lady count it for you. You have been in a coma for ten years, Ping'er has been guarding day and night, for ten years, for your cultivation to stagnate, you are good, after waking up, you actually ......"

Zhong Ping seemed unwilling to uncover these scars, wiped away her tears and stopped Feiyan and said: "Sister Yan, no matter what Brother Yue is, he has his difficulties, I like her to fall in love with him, just ask me for my own hardships, how many people understand this feeling." Speaking of this, he turned to look at Shaoqi, and then said, "This senior brother, are you right?" ”

When Shaoqi heard this, he was really excited in his heart, Miss Zhong would take the initiative to talk to herself, she was so nervous, she was so excited.

At this moment, a loud bang suddenly erupted above the nine heavens, and everyone looked over, only to see the two ancestors of Qingshan and Daoji falling rapidly to the earth like a kite with a broken line.

And at this moment, only to hear the nine heavens, the mysterious woman exclaimed: "Old thief, there is still a helper." ”