1002 100 Years (19)
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Qi Qiaoshui violently broke away from his hand and struggled to stand up, the meager spiritual power supporting him in his body made him faint without embarrassment.
He chuckled mockingly, staring at Cui Pan fixedly, the snow-white robe was already dyed red with blood, which was especially shocking in the night, "Cui Pan, you like Fengxi, right?" If I'm not mistaken, the thing that haunts her body that covers her fairy aura is what you did, right? Your idea is too disgraceful, if Feng Xi learns in the future, he will never forgive you! She doesn't belong to the underworld, you ......"
"Bang-"
"Shut up!" Cui Pan flicked his sleeves coldly, and a whip that was black like a swimming snake was pulled out of his palm, and the whip had sharp barbs glowing with a faint blue poisonous light, his body was suspended in the air, and the fiery red robe was hunting and flying in the night wind. "She doesn't belong to the underworld, but—"
A whip flicked down, "She belongs to me!" ”
Qi weak's eyes were slightly cold, his fists were clenched, he only hated that he was not capable of fighting him to the death, and was even about to die in humiliation under his hands, he was unwilling!
He closed his eyes.
Suddenly, his body warmed, and at the moment when the whip swept in, a golden light suddenly appeared, catching Cui Pan's strength.
An old voice came from afar in the void, "Judge Cui, be merciful—"
When the words fell, the people in the void fell far away, and Qi Wanshui suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed, "Master! ”
Wearing a dark robe, fairy wind bones, white hair and beard, and a whisk in his hand, he is the master of Qi Qiaoshui, and he is also away from the Qing God.
Cui Pan withdrew his whip and sneered, "It turns out that he is from the Qing Dynasty, so I want to ask, how do you discipline your disciple in the Void Realm, isn't it just to let him have fun in the name of traveling?" Well? Even in front of the immortal god of Liqing, Cui Pan was still not afraid and smiled sarcastically.
"Master, I didn't—"
"Shut up, scoundrel! Hugh has to say more. ”
Qi Xiaoshui was anxious to explain that he could provoke wantonly in front of Cui Pan, but in front of the master who raised him to grow up, he didn't dare to say anything.
Liqing Shangshen raised his hand to stop Qi Qiaoshui's words, hugged his fist to Cui Pan, and said: "Judge Cui, it is the old decay who has no way to educate him, and please ask Judge Cui's subordinates to show mercy, the old decay will take him back to the void realm to think, if this matter is found out, he will not be spared, and please rest assured Judge Cui!" ”
After saying a few words, Cui Pan had enough face, and looking at Qi Qiaoshui's appearance, his cultivation was completely scattered, and even if he took care of the old man of the Qing Dynasty in the void realm in the future, he would not be able to return to his current peak state.
He picked his scarlet lips, bowed his head slightly, and his eyes were like torches, "In this way, I will sell a face from the Qing Shangshen, but in the future, please don't move around at will, if you call me next time——"
The phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was meaningful.
"This is natural, thank you Judge Cui, so, the old and portable criminals have taken their leave!"
After that, the surrounding fairy aura was swirling, and a white cloud was summoned by the god of the Qing Dynasty, and he went as silently as Qi Xiaoshui when he came.
Before leaving, the needle-like eyes kept staring at Cui Pan.
When the person disappeared without a trace, Cui Pan smiled, stroked the dusty sleeve, and sneered, "I have backbone, if you can come back alive, I will give you a chance to fight with me." ”
Then, regardless of whether Qi Qiaoshui heard it or not, he dodged and turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared without a trace in an instant.