The old man's voice fell, and the whole person was already a foot away from Zimo.

The black light in his hand turned out to be an awl, carrying the momentum of thunder and falling towards Zimo.

Just as this blow was about to fall on Zimo, a buzzing sound came.

I saw four gray streamers in the distance slashing across the sky in the blink of an eye, and the falling snow in the entire sky seemed to be fixed there as if someone had cast a spell, motionless, until the four gray rays of light whistled past before slowly falling again.

The target of these four gray streamers was the old man named Mu Jue of the demon clan.

The old man naturally felt the terrifying attack behind him, if he insisted on killing Zimo, then he himself would be seriously injured, or even fall directly, because he sensed that it was an attack that only a monk of the same level could make, and the person who came was stronger than him.

After thinking about it again, his figure flashed, and he gave up killing Zimo.

Zimo remained motionless from beginning to end, and did not make any defenses, as if he knew that someone would definitely save him.

Although Mu Jue gave up killing Zimo, the four gray rays of light did not stop, but chased after the old man like a bone appendage, with the momentum of not giving up if he did not kill him.

"Don't deceive people too much, I've already stopped, do you really want to fight my life and death?"

Mu Jue's face changed, and he couldn't help but speak aloud.

"This girl has never been good-tempered, since she has made a move, she naturally has to see some blood, otherwise it will be a waste of her vitality."

Who else could there be besides Zuo Ling Ghost Ji?

Seeing that the old man was still fighting against his own blow, Zuo Ling Ghost Ji showed a displeased look on her face, bent her bow and arrows, and two gray breaths flew out, and at the same time, she whispered softly: "梼杌, Fenghua!" ”

This blow used to fight against Mu Canghai and Bai Ye at the same time, and now Zuo Ling Ghost Ji used it again in order to vent his anger to Zimo.

This style of power Zimo was fortunate to have seen, and he still felt shocked when he saw it again, the already cold winter, the temperature dropped to an outrageous point, many young disciples trembled all over, and the whole person was like a quail, holding his shoulders and trembling.

This blow was like a gust of wind blowing through Mu Jue's body, and his whole person was eroded by a kind of coldness that pierced his soul, and the severe pain gradually tore at his body from the inside out.

His whole face turned pale, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Mu Jue looked at the visitor with a solemn expression, and saw Zuo Ling's ghost queen dressed in red like an elf in winter, walking barefoot step by step in front of everyone.

"Who is Daoyou?"

Mu Jue couldn't help but ask.

Zuo Ling Ghost Ji didn't look at Mu Jue, she smiled coquettishly: "You really don't hide, aren't you afraid that I won't save you?" ”

Zimo plucked out his ears and said jokingly: "Naturally I'm not afraid, haven't you already saved me." ”

Xue Ningchen saw Zuo Ling's ghost Ji and Zimo, her originally bright eyes instantly darkened, and she felt bitter in her heart, "That's right, only this kind of peerless woman can be worthy of you." ”

Xue Ningchen's master Mu Feihua looked at the apprentice beside her, she sighed, "Alas, the master has already told you that he is different from us, he is destined to reach a height that we can't reach, it has only been more than ten years, it is really just a retreat time for the master, he has advanced to the peak of the soul realm, and there are such women with high cultivation by his side." ”

After thinking about it for a while, she said ruthlessly: "Disciple, if you really can't do it, just give up, why let yourself live so painfully." ”

Xue Ningchen's head was lowered, her expression was sad, she had never been so sad as she was today, it was like someone was grabbing her heart and kneading it so hard that she couldn't breathe.

On the other side, Zuo Ling Ghost Ji sneered, "I have a bad stomach, I really don't know what my father has taken a fancy to you." ”

Zuo Ling's words were very natural, she and Zimo didn't think much about it, but it fell on Xue Ningchen's ears, which made her even more desperate.

Tears couldn't stop sliding from the corners of her eyes, she secretly wiped her eyes, and pretended to be calm: "Master, I'm tired, let's go back." ”

Mu Feihua's eyes showed an unbearable look, nodded, and said goodbye to Baili Chang'an.

"Daoyou is really a good method, but if you hurt my junior brother, you have to give an explanation after all."

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Another old voice sounded, and the oldest man in the demon clan looked at Zuo Ling Ghost Ji with an unkind expression.

"Say? You are also worthy. ”

It was not Zuo Ling Ghost Ji who spoke, but another voice from a distance.

An old man with long pale hair and a dry tobacco pouch hanging from his waist came slowly, and the person who came was Yue Wuya.

Seeing the momentum of the moonless end, the Great Elder of the Demon Clan looked solemn, and he clenched his fists and said, "Mu Chengji of the Lower Demon Clan, I don't know what to call a friend?" ”

Yue Wuya has been in a high position all the year round, so he naturally has an momentum, and he said lightly: "It's just a nobody!" ”

Anyone could hear Yue Wuyan's perfunctory, Mu Chengzhen was about to say something, but then his face was full of shock, because where his divine sense had explored, a group of people were rushing here, and roughly estimated, there were at least hundreds of thousands of people! Those people's cultivation ranged from high to low, and there were as many as six or seven people in the Broken Realm.

Zimo smiled, "Old Yu Ye is interesting, if you are a nobody, then we are not even a nobody!" ”

When Yue Wuya heard Zimo's words, his whole person instantly seemed to change his face, and he had a smile on his face, "Stinky boy, you have also learned to joke with me." ”

Suddenly, Zimo, Yue Wuya, and Zuo Ling Ghost Ji couldn't help but chuckle.

Seeing Zimo and the two top masters talking and laughing, Baili Chang'an and Baili Chunqiu glanced at each other, and they both saw disbelief and joy in each other's eyes.

They were surprised that Zimo actually had such great ability and was able to know such a master, and they were glad that with these two here, the trouble of the Sword Sect should be solved this time.

The two walked towards Zimo one after the other.

"Apprentice, these two are..."

Baili Spring and Autumn is also a first-class figure in the Cangxuan Continent on weekdays, but now he doesn't dare to gasp in the air, and he has to rub the face of his apprentice.

"This is the senior of Yue Wuya, he and his grandson have a life-saving grace for me, I call him the old fish master."

When Baili Chunqiu and Baili Chang'an heard this, their expressions were solemn, and at the same time, they bent down to Yue Wuya and made a big salute.

"The juniors are a hundred miles of spring and autumn, thank you for saving the apprentices."

"Junior Baili Chang'an, thank you seniors for saving Zimo's life!"

When Yue Wuya heard the words of the two, he didn't mean to be big at all, he hurriedly helped the two of them up, and laughed: "It's all my own family, you don't have to see each other like this, I like this kid Zimo very much, speaking of which, I also want to thank you for cultivating such an excellent disciple, without him, there would be no human race today." ”

Yue Wuya's words were very sincere, and Baili Chang'an and Baili Chunqiu thought he was polite. However, the two of them are also very useful, and the smiles on their faces can't be hidden.

"I can't guarantee it, I'll have to trouble you two later."

Yue Wuya seemed to touch his beard and said embarrassedly.

"As long as the seniors speak, the juniors are willing to serve!"

Baili Chunqiu and Baili Chang'an naturally wanted such seniors to trouble them, so they happily agreed.

Zimo tugged at the corners of his mouth, he knew what the old Yu Ye said, but he didn't know what the expressions of the master and the sect master would be when they saw those people.

Zimo pointed at Zuo Ling's ghost Ji and said with a smile: "This is Zuo Ling's ghost Ji, according to her seniority, I want to call her senior sister." ”

Baili Chunqiu and Baili Chang'an hugged their fists again, "Meet Zuo Ling's seniors!" ”

Zuo Ling Ghost Ji looked unfathomable, looking like a senior, and waved her big hand: "Excuse me, excuse me, but it's not that I'm talking about you, you two juniors are really blind, and you don't say anything about giving some gifts or anything when you see the elders!" ”

“……”

Baili Chunqiu and Baili Chang'an looked embarrassed, and they didn't know how to answer for a while, and they didn't know if this senior was telling the truth or joking.

The two couldn't help but look at Zimo with a look of help in their eyes.

Zimo shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Don't bother with her, she is a money fan." ”

"Hey, I said junior brother, you can't say that about me, how can you say that I am also your senior sister."

Zuo Ling's ghost eyes

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looked like a knife, scratched Zimo, and then kicked his ass while Zimo was not paying attention, Zimo was already on guard, and dodged with a slight twist.

At this moment, Baili Chunqiu's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice: "There are a large number of people coming, I don't know if they are friends or enemies. ”

Zimo smiled and said, "Master, I forgot to tell you that the apprentice brought you a surprise this time." ”

Baili Chunqiu's eyebrows rose, and he couldn't help but admire: "Surprise? You have already given me a big surprise, and I want to see what kind of surprises are waiting for me. ”

Zimo just smiled and didn't answer.

I don't know what the master's expression will be when he sees the senior brother, but I think I will be very happy.

Turning to think that the senior brother had no cultivation, a trace of regret flashed in Zimo's eyes.

Soon after, hundreds of thousands of people were in the spotlight.

Suddenly, one of the men, dressed in white, ran wildly on the wide avenue paved with stones of the Sword Sect Mountain, like a child who had been away from home for too long.

He shouted loudly as he ran, "Master, master..."

Just like a thousand years ago, when his spiritual wisdom first opened, he followed Baili Chunqiu's side like this, looking up at the kind old man, who was his master.

Baili Chunqiu looked at the big apprentice who had missed countless days and nights, the big apprentice who had suffered a lot to have a high level of cultivation with one hand, and the big apprentice who was the proudest of himself.

He's finally back.

But when he wanted to see what kind of realm his eldest apprentice's cultivation had reached, Baili Chunqiu's expression was shocked, and then the old tears flowed.

His eldest apprentice, Yin Changsheng, no longer has a little bit of cultivation and has become an ordinary man.

But Baili Chunqiu is still the same as back then, stretching out his arms to greet the child who often jumps into his arms, no matter when, whether he is a monk or not, he is his apprentice.

As long as he can return safely, that's enough.

Yin Changsheng, who was strong in his life, looked at his white-haired master, and knelt in front of Baili Chunqiu, his lips trembled, and he couldn't cry.

"Master, Changsheng is back..."

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