Lan Qi stroked his lips with one finger, frowning lightly between his eyebrows, his expression was dim, and something seemed to have floated away in his heart.

He deliberately turned his back and made an angry appearance, looking at the strange clouds in the sky, and many flying spirit beasts fled from the direction of the magic tower. The sleeves flicked, and the tone of the person who looked at the person near him became more arrogant, and said.

"Beilan Laiye, it seems that this king hasn't bullied you for a long time. I have neglected to discipline you in the past few days, is my skin itchy?! ”

"Lord Lan, you are dreaming of spring and autumn here, I don't want to accompany you anymore. There are obvious traces of a battle in the direction of the magic tower, and I think there is something wrong with the master's side, so I won't accompany you. ”

Beilan Laiye was not annoyed by Lan Qi's name, her sideburns were messy and swaying in the wind, and the broken hair on her forehead blocked this new injury, adding a bit of vicissitudes. His gaze had already fallen near the magic tower, and the gray sky was a bad omen.

The figure swayed slightly, the bronze hairpin was already under her feet, and she rode the wind to the magic tower.

The confinement in the Academy of All Souls didn't have much effect on a celestial spirit, and the barrier was just set up so that these students would not be greedy for red dust and think about things in the outside world.

Under a magic tower in Kyoto City, there were many merchants, cultivators, and dignitaries gathered around, and they all watched from afar, and this once-in-a-century battle could not be missed.

At this time, Beilan Laiye arrived in a hurry, her eyes reflected the shadow of Ning Wutong and Hong Ruyi fighting Xuan Ling, her arm was on the table of the wine and tea shop, and the tea spilled out in an instant, and there was a little smell of blood in the wind.

Suddenly broke into the crowd and squeezed in from these people, only to see clearly that Ning Wutong and Hong Ruyi were just standing motionless on the top of the tower, and those two Xuan Lings had been fighting for no less than three or four rounds.

"Hey! ~ Ning Wutong, you also said that you didn't go into the forbidden place last time, if you weren't sure that my master wouldn't be able to come back for a while, how could you take the risk to come and tear down the tower, isn't that your original intention? ”

Beilan Laiye tugged on her sleeves, and she suddenly figured it out.

This Ning Wutong must have a deal with the Murong Palace, so he followed behind them. It's just that I wasn't very lucky, and I just happened to run into an ancient vine tree.

There was a frenzy in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were hooked as if she were a dementor knocking on her heart.

"Ning Wutong, you better come down, with your three-legged cat kung fu, you can't beat my master."

The wind blew the corners of Ning Wutong's skirt, his sword eyebrows wrinkled tightly into a slit, and the blood flowed up from the spiritual veins, and suddenly a little fishy sweetness erupted from his mouth, and then wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and woke up from the illusion of standing.

Glancing lightly at Beilan Laiye, a lot of resentment arose in his heart.

"Hong Ruyi, your good apprentice is using the radical method, and she is really a very smart woman. None of the people you teach are fuel-efficient lamps! ”

The anger can only be hidden under the skin, Ning Wutong has no extra expression on his face, and the Xuan Ling who raised his hand slightly returned to the shadows behind him. With the disdain and disgust in my heart, I hated Hong Ruyi's approach to the extreme.

The wind blew through the red Ruyi's forehead, and he was surrounded by fireflies, as noble and elegant as a god's mansion.