Hearing Mu Ziyu say this, Shen Qingyan couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, bringing up a hint of madness.

"Why don't you dare to admit it? That day, you threw myself away to show that you wanted to trap me, and treat others in the way of others, you really think that you are very innocent, girl, I haven't settled accounts with you yet! ”

As he spoke, a bright flame flew out in his hand and hit Mu Ziyu's handsome face.

Seeing this, Mu Ziyu dodged in embarrassment, gritted his teeth slightly, this matter is really wrong with him first, no, if this is pushed forward, how many times has she cheated him, who is more innocent than whom?

But think about it, to put it mildly, the two of them really couldn't tell who was calculating who was more, and feeling the hot pain on his face, Mu Ziyu gritted his teeth slightly and looked at Shen Qingyan.

Look, no one can tell who is playing a little more!

Thinking about it, his fingertips swept over the green mang, without the slightest idea of pity and cherishing the jade, he poked straight towards Shen Qingyan's beautiful face, and treated him in the way of others, what you said!

The corners of Shen Qingyan's mouth were slightly upturned, a dangerous light crossed the corners of his eyes, and he quickly dodged it, with a smile on his face.

"Sample, that's all you can do?"

This underwhelming expression made Mu Ziyu feel angry for a while, but there was a sinister smile in his heart, and as soon as he turned around, the sword in his hand was about to restrain Miss Shen unexpectedly.

Shen Qingyan gritted her teeth, and secretly cursed in her heart that it was insidious, but the movements in her hands were three points faster than her thoughts, and she was more sensitive to the sense of smell of danger than anyone else.

Of course, both of them still have doubts in their hearts, and they won't really kill each other, but they also seem to know in their hearts that the other party will not be defeated so easily.

Qingmang flashed, seeing that the sword was about to reach the front of Shen Qingyan's neck, but in an instant, a dazzling light came out, and both of them froze in place.

The corners of Miss Shen's mouth stiffened slightly, didn't she?

Mu Ziyu's pupils also shrank, and a cold handsome face suddenly crawled with bitterness, isn't it, at this time

On the viewing platform, the eyes that were originally tightly attracted by Qin Qingyang and Qiao Yue instantly shifted over.

"Boy, which two boys are these? Make such a move. ”

The man on the galaxy looked at the pillar of light that rushed to the sky, wiped his eyes, and said stupidly.

Xing Slay's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled,

"This seems to be that kid from the Mu family and"

But before the words were spoken, I saw 'Hou Qingyuan' next to him flying towards the battle platform.

Qiao Yue felt the fluctuation of spiritual power, his eyes were slightly frightened, and the movements of his hands stagnated slightly.

And Qin Qingyang was the same, a look of shock crossed his eyes, and his eyes looked over.

But when the two of them were so distracted, in less than half a breath, Qin Qingyang's Pure Yang Sword had already fallen in front of Qiao Yue, and at this moment, it was too late to dodge or regain momentum.

In half a breath, the sound of the long sword piercing the flesh came, blood spurted out, Qiao Yue felt a pain in his shoulder, and subconsciously counterattacked, and with one palm, he knocked Qin Qingyang out.

The pure yang sword on her shoulder exuded the qi of the most yang and the most upright, and the breath of pure yang made a sizzling sound when it met the body of pure yin, and slowly began to corrode her skin.

Without even thinking about it, Qiao Yue pulled out the Pure Yang Sword and threw it out, then covered his shoulders and spit out a mouthful of blood, staggered back two steps, the aura was slightly condensed to resist the concealment, a wisp of darkness crossed his eyes, and he secretly cursed in his heart.

But before he could raise his aura and hide his breath, he was hugged by someone behind him.

A thick aura came, caressing her wounds, alleviating the corrosion of pure yang qi.

Qiao Yue's eyes raised slightly, but she was restrained by Jun Mo, and there seemed to be a little annoyance in her voice,

"Don't move."

Qiao Yue lowered her eyes when she heard this, and her heart was slightly awkward, but she didn't move anymore, just let Junmo help her, and buried her whole person in his arms a little weakly.

Jun Mo's eyes were slightly twisted, and he cursed in his heart Damn, just now he just looked at that burst of spiritual light and flashed slightly, so he couldn't do such a thing.

She didn't know it herself, she still dared to wander and hold on during the battle.

It's good that she's a ghost king, but she hasn't really taken over the spirit realm yet, and the Pure Yang Sword's ability to punish evil spirits is not in vain.

Pure Yang is extremely harmful to a ghost cultivator like her.

The next moment, Jun Mo's eyes were slightly gloomy, so he picked up Qiao Yue horizontally and walked out.

Under Shen Qingyan's strong light, not many people noticed this scene, but Xing Xuan's eyes were slightly wrinkled, Hou Qingyuan has been coming to Dongling for several days, and he has always been inconspicuous, why did he lose his sense of proportion today, with a little panicked, or for Xiao Zhufeng, a newly recruited disciple.

With a little doubt in his eyes, he looked at Xingyun, could it be that this disciple he accepted still has something to do with the Western Regions?

But no matter how Xinglu looked at it, Xingyun was still happily holding his own wine gourd and drinking wine.

He was nervous when the girl was injured just now, but with that kid here, it shouldn't be a big deal.

Then his eyes were slightly lowered, and he crossed a touch of contemplation, the emperor's aura on this kid is too strong, and he himself is also a person who hides very deeply, maybe the unification of Kyushu can really be realized in his hands.

But the emperor of Kyushu, entangled with the ghost king, is it a blessing or a curse?

Qin Qingyang on the ground spit out a mouthful of blood because of Qiao Yue's palm, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, collected the surprise in his eyes, and looked up in the direction where Shen Qingyan was standing, with a touch of deep thought in his eyes.

Looking at this blue light from the outside, there was a turmoil inside, but at this time, Shen Qingyan and Mu Ziyu had changed the scene.

The breeze was blowing, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, between the mountain streams, the water of the small river, Shen Qingyan's face was slightly stiff, and he looked at Mu Ziyu with convulsions, and Mu Ziyu next to him was obviously helpless.

"Why didn't this imperial decree even look at people's eyes, why did everyone see it, why did he send us in. Ah Yue, who lost money, said that it was still a chance, why did he have such a chance to cheat his father! ”

Looking at this unfamiliar environment, Shen Qingyan couldn't help but scold.

The corners of Mu Ziyu's mouth twitched slightly,

"I guess it was triggered by something just now, and if it comes, it's safe, let's go ahead and take a look."

Shen Qingyan sighed helplessly, but still waved his hand,

"Forget it, let's go ahead and see!"

Ya, the main thing is that it's useless to complain and regret it now.

This imperial decree has to use some purpose, and it can't just be idle and send them back and forth to play!

Last time, in addition to meeting a Ramadan Qu Wuyi, it was the guy who hit her Ji Yinxue in the face, right, what's the name of the purple clothes next to him? She forgot about this, after all, that guy doesn't look good.

The two of them took advantage of the-for-tat just now, and walked side by side along the mountain stream, while sneering at each other, suddenly, Mu Ziyu paused slightly, pulled Shen Qingyan slightly, and then, the two hid behind the stones like lightning

"Hey, hey, Senior Brother Mu, wait for me."

A woman's crisp voice came, like a tactful oriole bird.

The young man in the navy blue robe in front of him had a hint of coldness between his eyebrows, while the woman behind him was full of smiles and kept chasing after him.

Suddenly, the man stopped and turned around, and the woman was caught off guard and hit his hard chest with her head.

Qu Raanyue rubbed his little nose, took a step back slightly, looked up with an embarrassed smile, and the person in front of him still had a cold face, and said coldly,

"Qu Ramadan, as a disciple of Qingxuan, you sneaked into my Spirit Sect without permission, this seat is already considered merciful if you don't kill you, you'd better get acquainted with each other, and hurry back to your Qingxuan."