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The red-clothed middle-aged monk with a dove-faced face didn't know what kind of flying technique he used, and although the flying speed was not as fast as the wind bamboo kite of the monk surnamed Chen and the white jade crane of Wei Suo, the speed of the flying was obviously much faster than Wei Suo's wind and clouds.

"This guy seems to have bad intentions. The voice of the green-robed old man immediately sounded in Wei Suo's ears.

"I said why did you go out of the city in the middle of the night, it turned out that you came here to have a tryst with your little lover. And seeing Wei Suo and Han Weiwei clearly at a glance, the monk with a dove face was also stunned for a moment, and then sneered, "What, don't you think that Wushan ** in Lingyue City is not enough to taste, and you want to go to the place where this kind of demon beast haunts to stimulate it?"

Han Weiwei looked at the monk in a little stunned, but Wei Suo frowned slightly, and said, "This brother, you have recognized the wrong person, but I have never known you." ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't know me, as long as I know you. The red-shirted middle-aged monk smiled and said, "Your name is Wei Suo?"

Wei Suo's heart sank, and he secretly took Liu Sanpao's patina green bell in his hand, "Why, you know my name, is there anything between us?"

The middle-aged monk in red said unhurriedly, "I don't have anything to do with you, it's just that I have a friend who wants to kill you, and for the sake of a spirit stone, I can only do it for me." ”

"No wonder this person's gaze looks so ruthless, he usually looks like he chooses people and devours them, unlike ordinary monks, it seems that this person himself is a killer who specializes in collecting people's spirit stones. ”

A chill surged up in Wei Suo's heart, and he looked at the middle-aged monk in red, "Who told you to kill me?

"Why, do you still want to give me a higher spirit stone, and let me kill him in turn?" The middle-aged monk in red laughed: "I advise you to die this heart, after I kill you, all the spirit stones on your body are not mine?" But if you want to know who killed you, I can give you a chance, anyway, I have notified that friend to come and receive the goods, and I can try to keep you in a breath when the time comes, so that you can see who is going to kill you, so that you can die clearly." ”

With a soft sound of "poof", Wei Suo directly activated the green sè flat bell in his hand, and covered himself and Han Weiwei with a green sè light mask.

Then Wei Suo also sacrificed Bai Sè's cloud-piercing bone shield non-stop.

The red-clothed monk with a dove face was not in a hurry to make a move, and only sacrificed a small round shield with a jet-black sè first, and he couldn't tell what kind of shield it was in the night.

"But I do admire you a little. After the red-clothed middle-aged monk with a dove face sacrificed this small round shield, his eyes swept around Han Weiwei, who had already changed into the silver sè robe, and his heart rose, "You are just an ordinary little casual cultivator, and your cultivation is not even in the Zhou Tian Realm, and you can actually hook up with the eldest lady of the Treasure Pavilion, and you can also steal joy with her and Nangong Yuqing, which is really a bit powerful." You must know that a female cultivator of this grade like Miss Han can't usually touch a handful of things like me. Tsk, Nangong Yuqing and Miss Han are both beautiful women, at this moment, I can't stand it just by imagining her and Nangong Yuqing sliding under your crotch. ”

"Shut up!" Han Weiwei almost fainted when she heard this, and stretched out her white finger in disbelief to point at Wei Suo, "You and this person have known each other before, what shameless things did you say to him, how could he say such a thing." ”

"What does it have to do with me?" Wei Suo was also a little dumbfounded.

"Forget it, Miss Han, you don't have to pretend to be a pure jade girl in front of me, is there any truth about what I heard with my own ears? But fortunately, this kid came out in the middle of the night to have a tryst with you, otherwise an identity like yours would definitely have to follow a few masters. I don't think I have a chance to kiss Fangze. The middle-aged monk in red looked at Han Weiwei proudly: "Miss Han, anyway, your wonders should have been cultivated many times by this kid, if you will be obedient and obedient later, and let me reclaim and reclaim, so that I am comfortable and happy, I will spare your life, and I will reluctantly go away and fly away?"

"Damn, how can this person be similar to Liu Sanpao, won't he be as perverted as Liu Sanpao?" Wei Suo suddenly scolded in his heart.

"Die! With your ugly appearance, even if I marry the fat pig of the Northern Cold City, I won't let you touch a finger, disgusting!" But Han Weiwei didn't agree like Huang Yiyi, she trembled with anger and said: "You either kill me, if I can escape, I will let the Treasure Pavilion capture you alive at all costs, and then cultivate you to waste, sell you to Liuxia Lane, and let those male cultivators with special hobbies come to you." ”

"You!" the middle-aged monk in red suddenly turned blue with an iron face, and he looked like he was about to have a seizure.

"Won't?" Wei Suo couldn't help but turn his head and looked at Han Weiwei incredulously, "You even know that there is such a thing in Liuxia Alley?"

"Why, I can't hear about it, only people like you who often go to this kind of place know?" Han Weiwei looked at Wei Suo and said angrily: "If it wasn't for you talking nonsense outside, how could he have said something like that just now." ”

Wei Suo was speechless and shouted: "Miss Han, are you reasonable, when have I ever told someone what I have to do with you, and what kind of person I want to find, even if the one with seven hundred spirit stones is stronger than you." ”

"Fart, where is that shameless stronger, isn't it just that some places are a little bigger? I don't know how many men have touched me... ”

"You..." The middle-aged monk in red swallowed a mouthful of saliva speechlessly, and couldn't help but want to say, two big brothers and sisters, I came to kill you with murderous energy. Don't throw me aside, don't treat me as air.

"Shut up!"

But the middle-aged monk in red had just said two words when he was interrupted by Wei Suo and Han Weiwei pointing their fingers at the same time and shouting.

Then Han Weiwei and Wei Suo ignored him again and quarreled. "It's not because you have a grudge with someone that you have attracted this person and affected me. ”

"Damn, if it weren't for you, would I have been here?

“...”

Okay, okay, who told you to come to this place for a private meeting, do you want to try to kill demon beasts while doing it? The cardinal couldn't help but want to say this, but at this moment, the two people who seemed to be arguing fiercely suddenly stopped and raised their hands towards him together.

"Whoosh!"

I saw a golden brilliance and a white ice dragon rushing towards him at the same time.

"I'm cāo! Sure enough, a pair of dog men and women! Acting and deceiving Lao Tzu!"

The middle-aged monk in red never thought that the two of them were still arguing, but now they suddenly hit him directly. He didn't have time to cast other spells and magic weapons, so he could only desperately slam to the side, and at the same time, he pointed a little finger, a spark of "dang", and his small shield, which had no brilliance, blocked the blow of Wei Suo's mixed gold sè short spear.

"Click!"

Han Weiwei's ice dragon slammed headfirst into the ground near the middle-aged monk in red, and the cold air that erupted in an instant made the red-clothed monk visibly stiffen.

"I've long been tired of you, nǎinǎi, and you still want to kill me!" Wei Suo didn't stop a strange cry, and the Five Elements Copper Ring immediately shot out and set it on the red-clothed middle-aged monk.

"Chick, you're really annoying Uncle I. I'll kill you little jiān first, and then I'll concoct you well. Some of your places haven't been reclaimed yet, so don't blame me for not being pitiful. The red-clothed monk, who was frozen with a layer of white frost on his body, glanced at Han Weiwei's ass with extreme coldness, stretched out his hand, and a green glow with black light rushed out at once, slashing at the five elements copper ring where the hood fell.

The five-element copper ring, which had already been cut out of a crack by Liu Sancang's broadsword, was directly cut into two sections, suddenly became smaller, and fell to the ground.

"Flying Sword!"

The last thing Wei Suo and the green-robed old man wanted to see appeared. This ruthless red-clothed monk was actually a sword cultivator who had refined a flying sword.

"The mayfly shakes the tree, and it is beyond measure!" After the envoy slashed the five elements copper ring with a flying sword with a green sword mixed with black silk patterns, the red-clothed monk laughed disdainfully.

"It's just the lowest-grade flying sword that combines a little silver gang jīng and Tianxuan Wujin, and it hasn't even been completely refined, what is it to be proud!" the green-robed old man was furious.

Hearing him scream, Wei Suo stretched out his hand and immediately swooped his short spear, and struck at the Cardinal again.

At the same time, Han Weiwei also sacrificed the green bamboo sword that was used to deal with Wei Suo last time, which must be above the power of the half-spirit weapon, and also rushed out towards the red-clothed monk.

"Dangdang!"

The cardinal's green flying sword twisted in the air, and it turned out to be like a green snake, biting these two magic weapons one after another.

A gap was cut out of Wei Suo's mixed gold sè short spear, and Han Weiwei's green bamboo sword was directly cut in two.

"Old man, don't you despise this as just the lowest-level flying sword?" Wei Suo suddenly cried out in pain, fortunately the mixed gold short spear was not seriously damaged, and the aura did not appear to have been lost.

"Damn! I haven't finished speaking, even the material of the lowest-level flying sword is not comparable to the material of your magic weapon, this kind of hard-hitting magic weapon can't stop his flying sword!" The green-robed old man also immediately shouted, "Be careful! Although this guy is not yet in the thinking period, and he can't really exert the power of sword cultivation, he has cultivated some kind of shooting spell, and the distance of the cāo flying sword is very long, and the control is also very flexible." It's not something you can compare to a straightforward ordinary magic weapon like yours. ”

"Smack!" Before the green-robed old man finished shouting, the red-clothed monk's flying sword had already come over and slashed at the green light mask outside Wei Suo and Han Weiwei, and there was a slight stalemate, and this green light mask was like a lantern, which was easily punctured...... b。