Chapter 337: The Messenger
"You ......"
Ye Zifeng's eyes kept widening, and he was almost about to burst out. [Full text reading]
Sensing Ye Zifeng's reaction, a cold smile appeared on the face of the person in front of him, bowed slightly, and bowed to everyone.
For those who don't know, they still think that this is the gate of the academy, and where may they think that this is the Long'an Pavilion where countless dead people have left thousands of souls
"Envoy of Long'an Pavilion, welcome to your great presence. ”
The beautiful and bewitching face and graceful posture are enough to make the blood of every man I see expand.
The most commendable thing is that her capable short hair makes her still retain a kind of heroism of herself.
"Are you...... Gu Niannu?"
Ye Zifeng stared into the other party's eyes in disbelief: "Impossible, impossible." ”
yes, how is that possible?
His former Lingwu Sect's subordinates were defeated, and they had already wiped their necks and returned to the west, how could they appear in front of him like now?
"What is your purpose, did you know that we would be here?"
The woman in front of her is like a vengeful soul returning from hell to ask for her life, which is terrifying.
The next moment, this indescribably beautiful woman paused for a moment, raised her head, and spoke softly, like Wu Nong's whisper.
"I'm sorry, this son, did you recognize the wrong person? Why is the little woman's name Qinyi, she grew up in Long'an Pavilion since she was a child, she is a person from Luoshui, and she has nothing to do with the outside world. ”
"He Qinyi ......"
Ye Zifeng was still skeptical, and his gaze gradually narrowed into a line.
"Zifeng, are you okay?"
Seeing that his mood was not very stable, Shen Zong frowned, took a few steps forward, and patted him on the back.
Suddenly, Ye Zifeng, who had just calmed down, even ignored Shen Zong's dissuasion, and said loudly again: "Don't lie to me, Gu Niannu, how can I recognize the wrong person, ghost, you come out and take a look"
Ye Zifeng's arms were shining with blood, and a trace of aura was knotted like a ribbon, and at an extremely fast speed, he hit the woman's neck.
"Yes, we just met, and we made a move on the envoy of Long'an Pavilion, and the courage of you is really not small. The woman's voice gradually became cold, and there seemed to be a flash of sharpness in her eyes.
"It's time for a little punishment and cut off one of your arms. ”
Shen Zong frowned, and said: "Zifeng, pay attention to proportion, don't be rude." ”
Even if the other party is really the Gu Niannu who has died, he should think twice.
Generally speaking, this shouldn't be the act of that calm Ye Zifeng, why is he so impulsive now?
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing, I'm measured. ”
Ye Zifeng took a deep breath, flipped his wrist, and the aura formed a sharp sword in an instant, and the volley swirled towards He Qinyi's position.
"Go"
He Qinyi snorted angrily, stretched out his hand and pressed on the scabbard, as if he was about to draw his sword at any time.
"The shaft is arrogant, do you have to force me to do it?"
Violent air currents, like the sound of a dragon's groan.
He Qinyi's collar was blown up by the strong wind, and his snow-white neck appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
"No, there are no sword marks."
Ye Zifeng fixed his eyes, and the whole person seemed to be frozen, motionless.
His original idea was just to see the condition of the other person's neck.
After all, he witnessed Gu Niannu's death by wiping her neck, even if she was reborn with the skill of a ghost servant puppet, at least, there should be a sword mark on her neck
What the hell is going on?
Could it be that she is really He Qinyi, not Gu Niannu of the Lingwu Sect?
"At this time, what are you still in a daze?"
Just as he was thinking about it, He Qinyi had already rushed to Ye Zifeng's face.
The blade of the sword was about to be unsheathed, and a burst of white light suddenly shone in front of everyone's eyes, so bright that it was almost impossible to open.
"Brother Zifeng" Ye Xueyi looked extremely nervous, she didn't expect the other party to come so quickly, it was too late to reach out to help.
The next moment, I saw that dazzling white light, which gradually dimmed.
"Brother Ye"
Everyone slowly opened their eyes and were about to help Ye Zifeng.
saw He Qinyi's sword, which was held high by her and hung in the air, and she didn't pull out the scabbard.
And standing in front of her was none other than Liu Ningzi, at this moment, she was standing between Ye Zifeng and He Qinyi, holding the top of the scabbard in one hand, never relaxed, firmly fixed like iron tongs.
“...... I didn't expect that among you people, there are still masters of martial spirit strength. He Qinyi's eyebrows gradually furrowed, and the aura gathered in his hands gradually dispersed.
And Liu Ningzi smiled slightly, her eyes were soft, but she had a chill: "Little sister, since you understand, do you want to fight again?"
The two glanced at each other and froze for a moment.
"I ......"
But in the end, He Qinyi took half a step back, made a compromise, and finally glanced at Ye Zifeng and Liu Ningzi, and turned his head.
"No need, I am the messenger of Long'an Pavilion, and I am not your enemy of life and death. The purpose of my visit is to settle you down and lead you to our Great Hall of Rebellion. Now, now that you have proven your strength, it is equivalent to passing the first level on my side, please follow me and move on......"
"Wait a minute, Chaos Hall?"
Cui Xiao'e's eyebrows were faintly revealed.
"Could it be that we're going to fight when we first arrive?"
"What are you kidding, going into battle?"
He Qinyi laughed out loud, and the silver bell-like voice had an inexplicable cold meaning no matter how you heard it.
"Even if we know your current strength through battle, what's the point? What we people in Long'an Pavilion value is people's potential. As long as you have enough potential to get the Chaos Weapon Weapon, it doesn't matter if you are a garbage warrior now. ”
When it came to the garbage warrior, she deliberately glanced at the crowd, her eyes indifferent.
Such contempt is almost maddening.
However, such an arrogant attitude also made Ye Zifeng suspect for a while that this He Qinyi might really not be the Gu Niannu of the year.
"So ......"
Shen Zong pondered for a moment and glanced at the other party deeply, with an indescribable solemnity.
"What if you don't have enough potential and can't get the treasure you are talking about?"
"On the turf of Ryoan Pavilion...... Do you need to ask such a question?"
He Qinyi turned his head with a sneer and clapped his hands gently.
At the same time, the curtains all around them fell......