So this is also the reason why he can't wait to come to Nalan Jing.

As for Mu Qianyue's woman, maybe it's not that useful, but it's okay to enjoy it......

"It depends on whether you have the ability to do it!" A cold killing intent burst out from his purple eyes, his black hair was flying, and his white robe danced in the wind, under the bright moon, he was like a Shura. No matter what the price is, he must kill Nalan Ancestor!

He can't keep this danger, otherwise Yue'er will be in danger of his life all the time!

Thinking of this, the killing intent in Nalan Jing's eyes became more and more intense and cold.

"Don't you want the power in me? If you have the ability, you can take it. As soon as the words fell, Nalan Jing's body moved, turning into a flash of white light and sweeping towards the woods outside the city.

Nalan Old Ancestor snorted coldly in disdain, got up and chased after him.

In the dark and silent dense forest, two figures, one red and one white, stood facing each other, and the air was filled with a strong and murderous atmosphere.

"Boy, if you tie your hands and take it, obediently offer your strength, and the deity can spare your life." Nalan Ancestor's eyes flashed with a strange red glow, and he sneered.

"It's not certain who spares whom." Nalan Jing snorted lightly, and the true yuan power in his body came out fiercely, and his momentum suddenly rose for a while, and golden and strange runes burst out from his body, swirling around him.

The golden light is intertwined with the frosty moonlight, and it is incomparably gorgeous.

With a flick of his palm, a long black sword appeared in his hand, and the sword was also engraved with strange and intricate runes, which did not belong to this era, but came from ancient times. Hei Yan seemed to sense the killing intent in Nalan Jing's heart, and let out a low buzzing sound.

When Nalan Old Ancestor saw this black sword, his eyes showed excitement, "Boy, it seems that you have a lot of treasures, and you actually have such a peerless sword." Although he couldn't read the words on the sword, his intuition told him that the sword was from antiquity!

"Dragon!" With a cold drink, Nalan Jing took the lead in making a move, his steps flashed, the black flame in his hand danced, and a dull whining sound rubbed in the air, as if it was about to tear the space, and a string of black swords like a substance struck forward.

Suddenly, I saw Zhou Tian's sword shadow chaotic, densely covered with the sky, as if the waves were coming, one wave stronger than the other, roaring away with overwhelming momentum!

Under the cold moonlight, the black sword body was illuminated brightly, and the cold light filled the sky, like falling snow, which was beautiful and solemn!

Nalan Old Ancestor's eyes narrowed, and the excitement in his eyes increased, yes, it was this power! Very strong! He must conquer it! This power will belong to him from now on! The long sword in Nalan Ancestor's hand came out of the sheath, dancing out of a brilliant sword light, and in an instant, he felt a cold sword qi wrapped towards Nalan Jing in front of him!

Seeing that Nalan Jing was blocked by this sword qi in the sky, the corners of Nalan Ancestor's mouth showed a sneer, "After all, it's not your power, it's a waste to hold it." ”

However, before he could laugh out loud, he saw Nalan Jing's sword light smashing his sword qi into pieces, and the black flame in his hand dragged out a white sword qi five or six meters long, like a big knife, falling from the sky and slashing down at the top of Nalan Ancestor's head!

Nalan Old Ancestor was horrified in his heart, his feet flashed again and again, and he quickly retreated more than ten meters, and the place where he stood was split by the sword that split a huge deep pit, dusty and thick smoke.

"Looks like I'm underestimating you, boy, and you're not so lucky!" Nalan Old Ancestor said with a cold and hideous expression, and the True Yuan Force around his body quickly concentrated towards his hand, and the sword body, which was originally only five feet long, suddenly expanded three or four times under the infusion of True Yuan Force.

The long sword is in the air, slashing horizontally, the vast world descends, the sword qi in the sky, cutting through the void, seems to be able to devour all things!

For a moment, the inky sky seemed to become even darker.

Feeling this fierce and murderous sword aura, Nalan Jing's face changed slightly, and his expression became more cold.

WhewW......

The black flame danced incessantly, with a dull, piercing whistling sound.

"Die!" Nalan Ancestor snorted coldly, and the long sword fell in response, heading straight for Nalan Jing.

"Boom ......"

The roar and the howling of the wind were endless, and for a time the dust covered the sky, covering the sky and the moon.

"Ding ......" was another violent crash, echoing under the night sky, followed by a deathly silence.

A sinister smile rose at the corner of Nalan Ancestor's lips, this kid should be dead this time, right? Suddenly, his smile froze on his lips, and in the dark night, he saw a dark sword stabbing through the night sky and stabbing into his chest with a 'poof'.

And the person holding the sword, the white robe was tattered, the green silk like ink was also scattered wantonly, and there were many wounds on the body, drenched in blood, hideous and terrifying.

"You're not dead?!" Nalan Ancestor couldn't help but exclaim, under the fierce sword aura in the sky, he actually didn't die! Nalan Ancestor covered the wound on his chest, red and warm blood was gushing out of it, his face turned pale, his eyes glanced at Nalan Jing fiercely, his body retreated sharply, and he quickly fled into the darkness.

He underestimated the power of this kid!

The more you fight, the stronger you get! Even his most powerful killing move can be dodged, it's really an out-and-out pervert~ pervert!

But obviously, Nalan Jing didn't intend to let him go so easily, but moved his body, holding Hei Yan and chasing after him.

In the following period of time, Nalan Ancestor began a miserable escape life, no matter where he fled, Nalan Jing could always catch up unconsciously, which made him extremely depressed.

I want him to be a dignified warrior, but he was chased all over the ground by a hairy boy who has not dried his milk!

It's absolutely unprecedented!

……

The next day, when Mu Qianyue woke up, he found that Nalan Jing was no longer around, and when he touched the other side of the bed, it was cold and cold, without any temperature, obviously he didn't sleep on the bed last night, and there was no figure of him in the room.

Xiu Mei twisted slightly, this guy shouldn't be angry and ran away, right?

Seeing a piece of jade pendant on the table, Mu Qianyue got up, stepped forward and picked up the jade pendant, and a burst of white light like water refracted from the jade pendant.

Nalan Jing's faint figure appeared in mid-air, with a gentle smile on her handsome and jade-like face, and her voice was clear and clear like a song in the clouds, "Lady, I have some things to deal with, I can't accompany you to Qingfeng Academy, don't worry, after my affairs are dealt with, I will go to you." Remember, don't hook up with other men, or I'll beat them up and make them unable to take care of themselves! ”

After saying that, the image in mid-air slowly disappeared.

Got something to attend to? What kind of thing could it be, I didn't even have time to discuss with her, and I left?

Suddenly, Mu Qianyue felt empty in her heart, a little unpleasant, as if she had lost something important, and now she found out that she was unconsciously used to him by his side, and now that he was gone, she really felt very uncomfortable.

Nalan Jing, where are you? Come back soon, I promise I won't stick you in the needle like I did last night!

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