And this side.

Wen Renli looked at the pile of clothes that the boss had brought over, and felt that it was dark in front of him.

If it weren't for the fact that he could see that Ah Zhao was really good to himself in the past few days, he couldn't help but wonder if this person was planning to torture himself with this.

Seeing that Ah Zhao still wanted to let himself try, he suddenly had an idea.

Ah Zhao only felt that his sleeve was being pulled.

She looked down and saw that the little junior brother was looking at her.

"Senior brother, I'm hungry."

Hungry?

Yes!

The little junior brother has not yet built a foundation, and he can't do the same.

I just thought about how to dress up my little junior brother, but I forgot about this stubble.

Ah Zhao felt guilty in his heart.

"Then let's go to dinner first, boss, let's settle what we saw before."

Refusing the intimate service of the clothing store owner asking for the address to be delivered to the door, Ah Zhao put the clothes into the storage ring and went out with the gift.

Wen Renli finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After eating, he resolutely rejected Ah Zhao's suggestion to continue to show him clothes.

Ah Zhao could only let go of the regret in his heart, and instead took Wen Renli to walk around, and prepared to return to Lingyun Immortal Sect.

Just out of the city, before the foot of the Lingyun Immortal Sect, Ah Zhao suddenly looked stunned.

Wen Renli, who was originally held in his hand, felt a tightness in his waist, and the whole person was picked up and quickly retreated.

In a flash of inspiration, the ground collapsed, and the terrifying momentum was suppressed.

He couldn't bear it, his throat was fishy, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ah Zhao's expression sank, and the next moment, a soft breath passed, and he knew that someone had taken off the coercion of the enemy on the opposite side for him.

An old man in black, who was as thin as wood, stood quietly in front of him.

Ah Zhao quickly flipped through the various materials in his memory, and said in a cold voice: "Black Wind Ancestor? ”

The old man did not deny it: "The old man has been in retreat for many years, and as soon as he came out of the pass, he heard that the Lingyun Immortal Sect had produced a peerless genius who was less than thirty gods, and I thought it would be you." ”

It's not good.

Ah Zhao's eyes lit up, and the snow light flashed, and the natal spirit sword had already appeared in his hand.

The Black Wind Ancestor looked calm, but looking at Ah Zhao's expression was extremely indifferent: "You are a rare genius. It's a pity ......"

"What a pity?" Ah Zhao pinched his hand, but found that the space here was blocked, and the signal could not be sent at all.

"It's a pity that you are a righteous person, so you must die."

Ah Zhao put down Wen Renli: "My junior brother is just a child, maybe he will be killed?" ”

The Black Wind Ancestor said indifferently: "Righteous Dao disciples, in my hands, there is never a living mouth. ”

Ah Zhao set up a protective barrier on Wen Renli's body and asked him to stay aside.

Wen Renli looked nervous: "Senior brother, we ......"

There was a warm touch on the top of his head, and when he heard the words, it turned out that Ah Zhao touched his head.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother will definitely protect you."

After Ah Zhao finished speaking, he turned to face the Black Wind Ancestor.

She didn't talk nonsense, and with a wave of the long sword in her hand, she had already struck.

Wen Renli looked up.

In his previous life, he often heard people say that he had never seen Zhaoming Daojun sword out, so he didn't know what real sword cultivation was.

It was a very ordinary sword move, and there was no fancy movement.

But that sword light, vividly overwhelmed the brilliance of the scorching sun overhead, cutting through the void and breathing, wrapped in a posture of destruction and indomitable, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the Black Wind Ancestor.

The Black Wind Ancestor seemed to have no way to hide.

But he didn't need to hide.

The sword light, which was enough to cut through everything, stopped when it reached the door in front of him.

It's like time stagnating.