Wuye glanced at Ji Ze and said, "Do you think that by saying so much, you can escape the reality of your use of Huan'er?"

Ji Ze didn't look at Wu Ye, his eyes were shining with light, and he said hesitantly: "Back then, the matter of the barren village was indeed something I did wrong! But when I think about it now, I don't think it's a bad thing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAs I said, this is Huan'er's destined fate, even if you hide in an isolated place, what's the use?"

Wuye's face was cold, and the prayer beads in his hands kept twisting. He also knew that what should have happened still happened, and there was no point in pursuing the previous things.

As Ling Zihuan's father, he is more of a guilt!

"Tell me, what does Stygian Haoyan want to do?

Ji Ze snorted and said, "What does he want to do, tell you, you can't stop it at all." You just need to know that the collapse of the human race and the destruction of the demon race does not mean the end! However, don't worry, I will protect Huan'er at any time. No matter what he thinks of me, I, Thistle, have always regarded him as a son......"

Wu Ye closed his eyes, looked directly at Ji Ze, and said slowly: "If you are really good for him, you shouldn't involve him in disputes!"

Hearing this, Ji Ze's face changed suddenly, because he completely disagreed with Wu Ye's opinion.

Whew!

The sound of breaking the air swept past his ears, Ji Ze's figure flashed, and he rushed to Wuye's side like the wind, his cold face was less than a palm away from Wuye.

Wu Ye raised his eyes, and saw Ji Ze's eyes full of fierceness.

"Hmph, ridiculous, do you think that if you are in a safe corner, you will really be comfortable forever? Tell you, it can't be!!"

Ji Ze took a heavy breath, stared at Wuye's still face, and continued: "Back then, I promised my senior sister to take Huan'er to find an isolated place and live in seclusion. But after twelve years of living comfortably, the time to come has come. ”

"Huan'er is not only the reincarnation of the son of the gods, he also has the blood of the spirit clan flowing in his body, and my body is flowing with the blood of the witch clan. I want to keep my sister's promise, but I still can't forget my original intention of blending into the Spirit Clan. ”

"That's right, I didn't mix into the Spirit Clan back then, not to avoid the pursuit of my fellow clansmen, but to explore the mysteries of the Spirit Clan. ”

"I don't want to stay in the barren village forever, but I'm not as capable as you to forget the past. ”

Wu Ye was silent, he didn't speak for a long time, and after a while, his body moved, glanced at Ji Ze, and said cautiously: "There is no need to say any more about this! Since it is the whole puzzle led by the Dark Witch Haoyan, you ...... Take me to him!"

Ji Ze snorted, sneered disdainfully, and said, "Are you looking for him?"

"That's right, you say you can protect Huan'er, but I'm not going to believe you. I'm going to clear the roadblocks for Huan'er myself, which can be regarded as my amending for him. ”

After hearing this, the contemptuous look on Ji Ze's face gradually subsided, and in an instant, he felt that Huan'er's biological father, this Wuye, was quite pitiful, maybe this is the pity of hateful people!

But then, reason made Thistle calm again. Thinking that Lord Haoyan's bureau has been set for seven years, there can be no half-point difference pool at this time.

"If you want to duel with Lord Haoyan, pass me first!"

After speaking, Ji Ze took a step back, placed his palm on his chest, the magic power worked in his hand, and the illusion spell condensed a huge momentum, and the golden light covered the sky and the sun, like gold casting, and the glittering light pierced the gloomy sky.

Then, with Thistle as the center, the magic power spread out to the surroundings, and wherever it passed, it swept through thousands of armies like an overwhelm, the treetops were cut in half, and the rustle of the wings of the birds as they fled could be heard in the sleeping dense forest.

The turbulent yin wind blew on Wu Ye's face, but he was not moved at all, as if he had expected that there would be such a battle with this Thistle Ze today.

Wuye was not afraid of anti-joy, and said: "Hmph, I have long wanted to fight with you!"

After speaking, a strong aura lingered on his side, and his green-shirted monk's robe bulged, an ancient power that was enough to shake the heavens and the earth, erupted in his body.

At this time, Ji Ze's right hand reached out, the sword trick was drawn, the sleeve robe was made without wind, and a purple light long sword was sacrificed, shining brightly, due to the appearance of this purple light long sword, the surrounding momentum was a little stronger.

Seeing the purple light long sword in Ji Ze's hand, Wu Ye was slightly shocked on his face, and said, "Ziyun Sword! I can't imagine that after so many years, you still have this sword by your side......

Ji Ze, who was holding the Purple Cloud Sword, was a little tighter, but his eyes flashed with a trace of warmth, and he said in a low voice: "This Purple Cloud Sword is a gift from my junior sister, I don't cherish it." ”

At the mention of Mo Li, Wu Ye's eyes looked a little depressed.

Ji Ze continued: "Although my junior sister is gone, she will always live in my heart. And you, you got her, do you regard her as your favorite? Or, after all, like those stinky Taoist priests of Xuanqing Sect, you are a high-sounding beast full of benevolence and morality!?"

Giggles!

Listening to Ji Ze's abuse, a trace of anger finally appeared on Wu Ye's indifferent face, and the thumb of his right hand, which counted the rosary, suddenly exerted force, and his nails were about to crush the rosary.

Wuye was a little angry, but Ji Ze still didn't give up, because for him, it was this Wuye who snatched his junior sister, if it wasn't Wuye, then he was the one who was with his junior sister.

If that were the case, maybe nothing would have happened now......

In the face of such a rival in love, Ji Ze only has hatred!

But because of Ling Zihuan in the middle, the anger in his heart was actually suppressed a little.

"Hehehe, my junior sister didn't have the slightest hatred for you until the time of the seal. I can't figure it out, junior sister...... What does she like about you?"

Listening to Ji Ze's words, Wu Ye said very indifferently: "Mo Li can get your admiration for many years, it is her blessing!"

"But today, it is a battle between us, not for Moli, not for Huan'er, only for ourselves!"

"Okay, happy to accompany you!"

With that, Ji Ze picked up the Purple Cloud Sword, and through the brilliant purple light, he seemed to see a beautiful woman's face on the sword.

This Purple Cloud Sword once represented a trust from her, and today, he wants to use this trust to defeat his rival!

Before the two of them could make a move, the surrounding aura was stacked layer after layer, and the stumps and leaves were sprinkled in the air one after another.

The battle between two men, nineteen years late!

What are they doing at this moment?