Zhou Yan was very disgusted by such a tone. There are some monks who have mastered the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and become supreme powerhouses, and after a long time, they will completely treat ordinary low-level monks as ants. Whether it is an old man or an unarmed child, they can kill them without the slightest guilt! There are even some people who have forgotten how they cultivated in the past, and they are full of interest in killing some low-level monks and watching them die and struggle. Most of these characters are called 'old monsters' by the monks. This woman, who is not old but can never be said to be young, gave Zhou Yan such a very perverted feeling. Of course, this person's strength is also directly proportional to her lofty attitude. Because with Zhou Yan's powerful soul sensing ability now, he still feels that this old woman is like a pool of deep water, and her strength is unfathomable. Coming out of the Jiyu Ice Cave, Zhou Yan also thought that the young master of the Qiankun lineage and the Yiren would look for him, but he didn't expect that the other party would send someone to wait here for thirteen days.

Right and wrong, if you want to see each other now, I am afraid that it will be a wordless ending. It's better not to see each other than to see each other. "Old woman, when you're old, don't spew feces all over your mouth, you know? You young masters used to call me 'young master', what do you say, it's just a slave!" Although Zhou Yan didn't want to provoke right and wrong in his heart, it was impossible for him to be so insulted and not resist. So, he looked at the old woman with a playful attitude, with a playful gaze, and opened his mouth to sneer. "Little brute, I think you are looking for death!" The old woman really changed her face, and her face suddenly became cold, and her gaze suddenly became yin and terrifying. "Die, you try!" Zhou Yan sneered, equally arrogant and arrogant. In that instant, his hair suddenly flew up, and his spirit armor was windless and automatic, and it rattled. His qi and blood were also mobilized in an instant, but I am afraid that once he makes a move, there will be a shocking momentum, alarming many monks. The old woman's pupils shrank, and she seemed to suddenly wake up a little, and there was a little more contempt in her eyes, but there was not

moved, but said coldly: "Go, don't waste time." Thinking that the young master has grown up with your childhood sweetheart for so many years, today's matter, Elder Ben doesn't care about it!" The old woman suddenly became easy to speak, but her tone was cold, but this was the result of hiding the killing intention. Zhou Yan's heart sank, and he suddenly knew that this matter seemed to have eased down, but in fact, he was afraid that it had become worse. However, Zhou Yan also knew that he had even destroyed half of Ji Tianxu's Ding Furnace Ji Taixu, and it was impossible for a character like Ji Tianxu to forgive himself; and there were more monks who knew that he was the person that the Holy Maiden Jiang Yuning liked, but I was afraid that there would be more people who wanted to kill him! So a few more fierce people would be nothing. He sneered, but followed the old woman without refusing. "Hmph, you have a bit of courage and dare to abuse me in a small realm! But if you don't even have the slightest guts, then it's really a waste of waste! Although it's also a waste now, it's still a bit responsible. The old woman spoke, with a kind of arrogance in her bones, and for Zhou Yan, she also despised it from the bottom of her bones. It seems that the young master of their lineage can see Zhou Yan's side,

That's a great gift. "I'm a waste, but it's better to be young, it's a pity that a certain old woman has some ability, but it's already dry and rotten, even if she deliberately shows her vitality, she is still old and ugly!" Zhou Yan showed no mercy under his mouth! At this time, Qiankun Shao wanted to see him, he naturally couldn't die, although this old woman was ruthless, but at least he didn't dare to touch him now! At this time, even if he was a silent grandson, this woman would not be good to him, in this case, Suo Xing let go and scolded, scolded happily! Sure enough, Zhou Yan's words almost directly touched the old woman's scales, she was so angry that her snow-white neck turned red, if it wasn't for the young master of the Qiankun lineage to meet Zhou Yan, she would even strangle Zhou Yan to death. At this time, she trembled with anger, gritted her silver teeth, her plump breasts continued to rise and fall, and said hatefully: "Okay! Okay, you little brute, sharp teeth, I want to see if you can still say this when you leave here!" She stared at Zhou Yan fiercely with a dead man's gaze a few times, and then suddenly accelerated and fled away. "Pretending, a lot of age, and your chest is so straight, and the air stuffed in it is not afraid of exploding!"

Zhou Yan seemed to be talking to herself, but this sentence was directly heard by the old woman flying away in the distance, her figure staggered, almost fell from the air, and then spurted a mouthful of blood. This is a sign that you are mad!"Little rabbit, you are looking for death!Go to death!" The old woman collapsed directly, turned around and shot directly, and pointed out with one finger the sword intent that destroyed the world and the world! But at this moment, a snow-white figure suddenly appeared, and the snow-white figure suddenly stretched out his hand and patted it, and suddenly, the world became dark, and in the firmament, there was a beautiful hand that covered the sky and was as white as jade, white and tender as a lotus, and suddenly pressed down in the air. The old woman's body shook, and she vomited blood, and her face turned pale. All her attacks collapsed in an instant, and they were wiped out. But the old woman didn't dare to be dissatisfied, so she knelt down in the void at the moment, kowtowed to the snow-white figure and said, "Young master, you, you're here." "I've been cultivating for so long, and I'm still such a waste! I went to the Forbidden Moon Cliff to enlighten for three years, and I couldn't come out!" said the snow-white figure indifferently.

"Yes, my subordinates obey. It's just that the things explained before have not been completed, and I hope that the young master can give his subordinates a chance to complete it. After it is completed, the subordinates must retreat and reflect on their mistakes. The old woman's body was trembling, and that kind of arrogant arrogance melted away in an instant like snow, but she became like an ant facing an emperor, trembling and fearing. Every word in her words carries a kind of heartfelt respect, this kind of respect and loyalty is by no means as simple as simple submission, but seems to be imprinted into the bones and soul. "You go down. The snow-white figure said these words softly, and the old woman immediately kowtowed nine times as if she had been amnesty, even if she kowtowed in the void, she broke her forehead, which showed the sincerity of her heart, which was moving. Then, after kowtowing, she disappeared. At this time, in the void, there was only Zhou Yan and the snow-white figure left. "Lingyi, it's been a long time. When we meet again, it's in such a place, and life is really impermanent. Zhou Yan said this sentence with emotion in a self-talking tone. Zhou Yan looked at this snow-white sè figure, she was dressed in a neon dress and feather coat like Caixuan, but this neon dress and feather coat was surrounded by an aura like the majesty of the emperor, which made her directly a little more mysterious sè. She was originally a very spiritual woman, otherwise Zhou Yan would not have been obsessed with her at the beginning, and at this time, the potential seemed to have been fully developed, comprehending the way of heaven and earth, Zhou Lingyi's appearance has surpassed Caixuan, and even vaguely even Ning'er has surpassed. Ning Er is the most beautiful woman in Zhou Yan's heart, and there is no one. At this time, Zhou Lingyi even broke Zhou Yan's firm will, which shows what kind of terrible Cheng Dù she has reached. It's just that things are not people, and the original infatuation and love are now, and there is only one or family thing left. Zhou Lingyi was fine, he was very pleased. Just, and that's all. "Zhou Yan, do you want me to be a spirit coat, or am I not a spirit coat?" The blurred figure of the snow-white sè suddenly became clear, and the veil of mystery faded. After that, she was exactly the same as Zhou Lingyi and became ordinary. It's just that her god is quiet, and her eyes are like a calm lake, without a trace of waves. This is not the kind of eyes that a sentient woman can have. At least, in such eyes, Zhou Yan could no longer see a trace of affection. Zhou Yan's heart froze, and he was suddenly a little worried, worried about the safety of the real Zhou Lingyi. As if sensing Zhou Yan's thoughts, Zhou Lingyi smiled, that kind of smile, like a hundred flowers blooming, was extremely amazing. But this smile is only for a moment, just like a meteor for a moment, although it is gorgeous, but it has withered in an instant. "Once, there was a woman who was young and vigorous, ignorant and had a heart higher than the sky, but she was a lowly. "She gave up on the man she actually liked and liked in her heart. "Later, she spent every day in repentance. The snow-white figure told word by word, as if this past incident had nothing to do with her. And every word she said, Zhou Yan's heart hurt a little. The most unforgettable thing is his first love, Zhou Lingyi is his first love, can he really be forgetful? Facts have proved that the heartache proves that this love actually still exists, but it has just been buried. And now, this snow-white woman in a neon dress and feather coat is digging open the wound in his heart little by little. Finally, one day, she dreamed of the fairy in neon clothes, and she was able to open the bloodline power in the depths of her soul. But when this power awakens, her soul will definitely be scattered, and her memory will no longer exist. She begged the fairy in neon clothes, and eventually, she was given a chance, a chance to preserve her memories and the source of life. But she gave up the opportunity because she sensed that her beloved was in great danger. "So, she gave up on herself, put on the spiritual garment he had given her, and went to the place called 'Yellow Springs.'" There, instead of him, she endured an attack from the Yellow Spring, and her soul was scattered and wiped out, leaving only a set of spiritual clothes, which will last forever on the Yellow Spring. "That set of spiritual clothes is her grave. Her whole life, her love, are poured into that set of spiritual clothes. ”

"That set of spiritual clothes, now and in the future, will always be alone. As long as that set of spiritual clothes is there, her beloved will not be hurt by Huangquan if she goes to Huangquan countless times. "She is dead, and I can live." "Originally, I couldn't have obtained this information, but I inexplicably passed on her memories. "I am a continuation of her, she or a continuation of me. However, the fate of her Ding Lu has been sealed, and the moment she was born, it was already doomed. "So, you say, am I me now, or am I not me?" By this time, Zhou Yan understood that if it weren't for Zhou Lingyi, he would have died in Huangquan. No wonder, no wonder Zhou Lingyi appeared in the extremely dangerous situation at that time. It's just that now, his heart is hollow, and he has an indescribable feeling. Zhou Lingyi, is he really dead? Looking at the neon dress and feather clothed woman in front of Zhou Lingyi, Zhou Yan's heart was bleeding, and he was a little unable to extricate himself. His eyes were red, but no tears flowed. He just sighed softly, then took out the Flame Sword Heart Wine and drank it in one gulp. Every time he drinks, he has a bitter mentality, and under this mentality, all his abilities will be temporarily stagnant. Just like an ordinary person, drinking wine that can burn the soul, every sip is a miserable life. Bitterness, bitter wine, bitter life. His soul was burned by wine, so that Zhou Yan's face was sickly red. At this time, opposite Zhou Yan, the snow-white figure seemed to be slightly heartbroken, but she silently held back, her eyes were extremely deep, and the tears in the depths of her eyes were imprisoned in a void and did not appear.