While he was looking at him, Wei Qingge was also looking at him.

The man was dressed in dark cyan clothes, his body was long, and his appearance could be regarded as handsome, but in this Yin Spirit Abyss, a dark aura could not be covered, and he was a half-saint.

Wei Qingge's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Langya Divine Sword was unsheathed again.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, it's a misunderstanding."

Wei Qingge's eyes narrowed, his thin lips opened lightly, although it was a question, he was very determined,

"Demons?"

The man's eyes froze for a moment, then he stared at a pair of big dark eyes, and retorted,

"Are all the demons who have dark power? Are you sick in the head? ”

Wei Qingge snorted coldly,

"With dark power, it's not a demon or an evil cultivator."

The man also snorted when he heard it, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, but with a bit of sarcasm,

"It's a high-sounding statement, but this is just a slogan shouted by people in your so-called righteous path, why don't you say that it is your righteous path that excludes dissidents and can't tolerate people in the dark power, so you force people to the path of evil cultivation."

Wei Qingge's eyes lifted and looked at his eyes,

"If you don't do evil yourself, how can you be hunted down and killed."

The man chuckled,

"Do you see me doing evil? Why do you say that I am evil? If you draw your sword without saying a word, this is what you call the right way? ”

Wei Qingge was a little choked by him, she was not a person who was good at words, and this person was too sharp-tongued, she.... I can't talk about him.

Seeing that Wei Qingge was silent, the smile in the man's eyes deepened by two points, and they all said that people on the right path were more able to speak than one another, and one was more hypocritical than the other, and he met a man who was speechless today, which was interesting.

Wei Qingge glanced at him coldly and didn't speak again, and walked past him to walk forward.

The man watched her movements, his eyes full of doubts, she just let him go? Aren't all those who are righteous in their way taking it as their duty to punish demons?

The man's eyes rolled and he watched Wei Qingge run up,

"Hey, hey, wait, beauty."

But before he could run up, he was forced back by Wei Qingge's green sword tip, Wei Qingge looked at him coldly,

"What are you going to do?"

The man laughed awkwardly twice, shrunk his neck and stepped back, but the tip of the sword was far from his neck, he stretched out his hand and flicked the sword in the Weiqing singer, and said,

"Hehe, this sword doesn't have eyes, beauty, be careful."

The sword in the Weiqing singer approached three points again, and he said coldly,

"If I don't kill you, you're going to run up and find death?"

The man grinned and said with a smile,

"I said beauty, can you not be so angry? It's not good to fight and kill all day long, you said that the two of us fell into this abyss of the dead, it's also a kind of fate, isn't it, why be so angry, isn't it good to sit down and talk? ”

Wei Qingge still has a cold face,

"I don't have anything to talk to you about."

The man raised his eyebrows when he heard this,

"The Undead Abyss is in danger, you and I fell here at the same time, it can be regarded as a kind of fate, are you sure you don't want to talk about it, beauty?"

It's just the two of them here, and the rest are all undead, such an infiltrating place, it's just right for a man and a woman to warm up together.

Wei Qingge didn't understand what he said at all, his face was still pale

"Good and evil are not at odds."

But the man was innocent when he heard it,

"I can't say that, I'm just with dark power, but I haven't done anything bad, so I let you righteous people chase and kill for so long, I'm wronged."

Wei Qingge ignored him, just turned around and was about to leave.

But she didn't kill him, and she couldn't talk about him, but it made him more energetic.

This woman is interesting, so interesting.

Zong Yue looked at Wei Qingge's cold face, and became more and more interested.

From the Soul Abyss to the Heihe Ancient Realm, he has been chattering in her ears, pretending to be a merry man, and then taking the hegemonic road line for a while, not only really interested in the simple competition, but also wanting to take down Wei Qingge.

From beginning to end, Wei Qingge has always had a cold and paralyzed face, which makes him distressed.

The bonfire crackled, and Wei Qing next to him gently leaned against the Bai Ye tree, his face was surprisingly pale.

Zong Yue tore a rabbit leg from the fire rack to her and smiled at her,

"Well, eat something first."

Wei Qingge shook his head,

"No, I've already been able to open the valley."

But the next moment, before the words of refusal were finished, a whole rabbit leg was stuffed in his mouth.

"Bigu Bigu, what's so good about Bigu, you are injured like this now, why do you need to replenish some energy!"

Wei Qingge lowered his eyes lightly and said,

"Thank you."

Zong Yue heard her thanks, and the corners of his mouth grinned slightly,

"You don't have to thank me, if you really thank me, I saved your life, or how about making a promise?"

As he spoke, he paused and looked at Wei Qingge from top to bottom,

"Although you are like an ice cube, you have a good face and a good figure, but this character is ..... But it's several grades worse than the Qing'er girl in Xinghualou, but the master doesn't care, and reluctantly accepts you, how about it. ”

Wei Qingge glanced at him lightly, and automatically filtered out his words,

"When I'm healed, I'll thank you."

When she returns to the sect, the treasure of heaven and earth, the magic weapon of illusion, only he wants, she must find a way to get it for him.

She doesn't like to owe favors.

But Zong Yue blinked, looked incomprehensible, and said to himself,

"You thank me, you don't have to wait for the injury to heal, just now."

The technique of double rest may be able to help her heal her injuries.

A pair of eyes stared straight at Wei Qingge, full of ill intentions.

Wei Qingge closed his eyes as if he couldn't see it, and began to breathe.

Zong Yue flattened his mouth, this woman is really boring.

However, along the way, he learned that she was the third disciple of the first peak of the Wuyue Gate, Wei Qingge.

It turned out to be her........

Zong Yue has never known what quiet is, even if he knows that Wei Qingge is pranayama, he is still chattering, and he takes advantage of it.

Wei Qingge seems to have been accustomed to these noises for a long time, so he didn't hear them, and he was dedicated to breathing and recuperating his injuries.

"Hey, aren't you guys like Moongate? There are still people in the sect who will attack you, or you will defect and elope with me. ”

Ji Yue chattered in her ear again, and even eloped.

Wei Qingge automatically ignored the second half of his sentence, and said lightly,

"There is still half a year to be the dispute between saints, and it is reasonable for senior sister to be afraid."

Zong Yue's eyes widened when he heard this, and he immediately scolded,

"It's reasonable for her to be afraid, so it's only natural to do it to you? You don't blame her for that? Are you sick in the head? ”

What's the matter with this person, others have done it to you and harmed you like this, and you are still not angry?

Wei Qingge was a little dazed when he heard it,

"Did I say I didn't blame her?"

How can it not be blamed? She was almost killed by her, how could she not be blamed?

So what's the wonder, she'll make her pay in the election, but what's the use of being angry now?

But does not if she is not angry mean that she is not angry? What did he think?