Chapter 119 Jealousy

"Senior brother, I heard that Kill Qianmo is here, where did the people go!" Before the informant could speak, Mo Yan had already rushed in with anger,

Should it be said that they are all long-term people, they don't know how to knock on the door, and the major heads muttered to themselves in their hearts, but Mo Yan's violent temper is also famous among the Six Realms.

"Senior brother, don't be impatient, kill Qianmo is not here!" Bai Zihua's cold voice immediately led Mo Yan over, and even the major heads who talked happily on weekdays, he didn't care about greeting.

"Zihua, I heard that Kill Qianmo dared to invade Shushan, so I rushed to it immediately! ......" Mo Yan walked to Bai Zihua's side, and then stared at Hua Qiangu on the side, which meant "Your master is here, don't you know to give up your seat?" ”

If it is ordinary, Hua Qiangu will definitely let it, after all, it is the uncle, Hua Qiangu has always been respectful, but for some reason, a resentment suddenly rose in Hua Qiangu's heart, and he thought in his heart: This is obviously Shushan, and he is obviously the head of Shushan, why should he give you a seat! ”

Hua Qiangu lowered his head and didn't say a word, not looking at Moyan, but he didn't expect Moyan to be unrelenting and aggressive.

"Hua Qiangu, didn't you see me talking to your master, why don't you get out of the way!"

"......" Hua Qiangu bit her lower lip, her face was frosty white, it was not easy to bear the anger of Mo Yan like this, like a lonely boat in a storm,

"Senior brother, this is Shushan, not a long stay!" Bai Zi frowned and reminded.

The junior brother was angry, Mo Yan was stunned, and Bai Zihua's expression rarely changed.

"Sub-painting, you ......"

"World-honored, it's good for you to be my seat!" The scarlet face on the left hand side of Bai Zihua got up and gave way to Mo Yan,

"Zihua, what's the matter with you and Killing Qianmo, do you really want to reconcile with the Seven Killing Sect!" Mo Yan sat down and couldn't wait to ask, when he knew the news, he was almost thundered, and it was his lifelong wish to destroy seven kills.

"This is a trivial matter, and all the leaders here are gathered here, not for this matter!" Ni Qianzhang interrupted, "Your Excellency, what did you mean by what you said last night!" The Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, does it mean the demon god! ”

The grudge between Penglai and the demon god cannot be resolved!

Bai Zihua's response was to smile,

Everyone was confused, the most mysterious three people in the Six Realms, the master of the Immortal Pavilion, the immortal who stayed for a long time, and did not save the divine doctor, the Immortal Pavilion was already mysterious, and this pavilion master was even more masked, it was said that he had a grudge with the five immortals, and he was able to survive, which was a miracle,

I don't know the origin of the doctor, I don't know the identity, my whereabouts are erratic, but almost any disease can be cured, almost comparable to the medical skills of the immortals, and the most important thing is that the doctor is almost impossible for ordinary people, but there is a chance not to save the doctor, but the strange place is coming, that is, the whereabouts of the doctor are unknown, but at the same time, in different places, far away, hear his legend.

As for Baizi's paintings, there seems to be no secret to the clear family and life, and there seems to be no secret to stay in the immortals for a long time. However, it is the most misty person among them, there are three major mysteries on his body, cultivation, expression, and heart, since the disappearance of Donghua Shangxian among the five immortals, Bai Zihua has rarely made a move, until the last time he resisted the Seven Killing Saints with a doppelganger, everyone once again saw the power of the immortals who stayed for a long time. Some people even thought that he had broken through the tenth level of heaven and earth.

As everyone knows, Bai Zi's painting is like a piece of ice, almost no expression, once there is, it is either like a spring breeze, or a thunderbolt, the most rare of which is the smile of Bai Zihua, there is a special magic, even if it is known as the first beauty of the Six Realms, the smile is not so thrilling.

If it is said that killing Qianmo is moody, then Baizi's painting is unpredictable, and he has not been able to understand the mind of staying in the immortal for a long time.

Even if you look at Mo Yan who has been staying in the immortal for a long time, it can't be,

"Wait a minute, sub-painting, what do you mean!"

"Sealed in the ruins for many years, the demon god is no longer worried, the important thing is the power of the desolation! The power to destroy the Six Realms was born in response to the vitality of the Six Realms, it was the condensation of the negative power of the Six Realms, it could not be destroyed, and all those who got the power of the Flood Desolation would be confused by its power, this is the reason why the second generation of the Seven Killing Saint Monarchs became demon gods! ……”

Bai Zihua has researched and ensured that the means of condensing the negative forces of the Six Realms should be the missing part of the Taishang Sutra.

"The Venerable means to seize the power of the desolation!" Scarlet came up with a startling guess.

"Who is the Venerable Master going to give the power of the desolation, does the Venerable One want to keep it for himself?" Yun Yin's eyes are full of light, and naked desire has been written on almost everyone's face, as long as he gets the power of the wilderness, he can be invincible in the world,

"Senior Brother Yunyin is cautious!" Hua Qiangu's face was slightly red, not shy, but a little angry, what happened to Senior Brother Yunyin, it has been a little abnormal in the past few days, is it because there is too much pressure to take over as the head.

"Yun Yin, is it your turn to speak here, what is your identity!" If Hua Qiangu's tone was still soft, Mo Yan exploded like a lit cannon, "Master Hua, discipline your disciples well, don't commit any offenses, hum, it's really crooked on the upper beam and crooked on the lower beam!" Mo Yan glared at Hua Qiangu and said sarcastically, now he is dissatisfied with his junior brother's favoritism towards Hua Qiangu.

"You ......" Yun Yin's eyes were cold, and an invisible evil aura faintly rose behind his head,

"Your Excellency, what do you want to do with the power of the desolation, do you really want to take it for yourself!" Ni Qianzhang also has a snoop on the power of the wilderness,

"Daddy, what do you say? Master is already the first in the world, whether there is the power of the flood or not, what is the difference! Hearing his father accuse Bai Zihua, Ni Mantian couldn't help but interject,

How can my daughter know that her elbow is turned outward, if her father gets the power of the wilderness, he can lead the people of Penglai to return! Ni Qianzhang's heart was full of grievances,

The rest of the leaders are still arguing over the ownership of the power of the desolation......

"Do you have a way to seize the power of the Flood?" Bai Zi draws a sentence, poking at the point, there is no way to seize it, the power of the flood is just a flower in the mirror, and the moon in the water.

"Isn't there anything you can do?"

"I have, I have a plan that has taken me hundreds of years to wait, and when that man appeared yesterday, I knew that my plan would soon come true!"

I don't know why Hua Qiangu's heart was a little throbbing when Bai Zihua said it, and it seemed that some key parts were omitted by himself.

"Can you reveal a thing or two?"

"No, because if it is revealed, it will have no effect, not to mention that my plan is not controlled, even if it is me, but because of my plan, for you, the catastrophe is already just a game! ……”

The half sentence swallowed by Bai Zihua is nothing more than "a game where only I am the protagonist". The calamity of life and death, even if Bai Zihua saw fate, it was not easy to crack.

"What the hell is he having!" Looking at the white painting of the dumb riddle, it was really an immortal shrouded in a heavy fog, even if it was close at hand, it turned out to be out of reach, and no one might be able to move what he was thinking in his heart.

No one dares to force Changliu Shangxian to say that he doesn't want to say it, who makes even if he doesn't have the power of the wilderness, he is already the first in the world,

Maybe he has the power of the wilderness, and he doesn't have the courage to attack him!

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In the midst of silent contemplation, a very prominent voice remembers,

"Shan Chunqiu, that idiot!" Bai Zihua scolded calmly, but the disgust in his eyes was so strong.

Shan Chunqiu is really the luckiest person in the world, everyone sighed in their hearts, and he never killed people because of likes and dislikes in the painting of fairy Baizi, although he didn't understand why he let go of this sinful person again and again.

"The boss is not good, kill ...... Kill ......" Suddenly a Shushan disciple broke in, his clothes were ragged, his expression was panicked, his anxious face was already written all over his face, and cold sweat was like a waterfall.

"What's the matter, speak slowly! Catch your breath and say, what the hell is going on! "Hua Qiangu is still a bit of a head,

"Kill Qianmo and break up!"

"Kill my sister!" Hua Qiangu was shocked in her heart, her eyes subconsciously glanced at Mo Yan, and what caught her eye was an expression of "Sure enough, the country is easy to change and difficult to move".

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It feels like this part is getting harder and harder to write!