What if I don't?

Probably because Wen Yi's refusal came too quickly, Ling Yujun couldn't believe his ears, he stood in place in a daze.

How could Wen Yi refuse him?

Isn't it an auditory hallucination?

"Seventh Elder, don't be angry." Ling Yujun recovered from Wen Yi's refusal, "I don't want to hurt you. He said that it would not hurt, but his spiritual power was not less.

No matter what, Qing Yao is a disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect, and Ling Yujun naturally wants to maintain the face of the Qingyun Sword Sect.

Wen Yi was restrained by him, the fire in his heart was burning angrily, and the sword moves became faster and faster, more and more aggressive, "Fight, fight, where is so much nonsense." ”

Ling Yujun summoned the fairy sword to take the backhand, and he looked at Wen Yi's face a little unfamiliar.

Wen Yi's eyes did not have the same love and tenderness as before, and his expression was not as feverish as before.

She looked at herself like a stranger.

Ling Yujun seems to see a novel plaything, this feeling is like a dog wagging his tail to pity himself suddenly barking wildly, regardless of whether it is reasonable or not, at least he has been noticed by himself.

Wen Yi's lifeless swordsmanship is different from the kind of soft, boring, soul-stirring, and silky lower ninth-rate sentient sword that she saw before, Ling Yujun had a playful mind in her heart, and saw the tricks to see what tricks she could play.

This swordsmanship is not a soft sentient swordsmanship, but a ruthless killing sword that kills and kills with violence.

The killing sword was mixed with breathtaking love, and Ling Yujun couldn't help but be stunned.

Suddenly, a cracking voice sounded, followed by Qing Yao's exclamation and angry reprimand, "Wen Yi, you actually hurt Senior Brother." ”

As soon as the words fell, a powerful spiritual power struck Wen Yi's chest, and she urged the Gathering Spirit Ding, and the magic robe embroidered with inscriptions was full of spiritual light to block the blow of Brother Jindan.

Wen Yi felt a fishy sweetness coming from her throat, she forcibly swallowed back the fresh that was about to squirt, and stood with her sword in her hand, "Do you want to fight?" Come! ”

As long as her bones are not broken and her soul is scattered, she will continue to fight.

If it weren't for the fact that the original owner was an elder and had some defensive magic weapons on her body, she would have been wiped out by now.

Ruthless Kendo is indeed difficult to enter.

When he was fighting with Ling Yujun just now, Wen Yi had a sense that he could only realize the Tao after he was killed, and he sought it in the sword killing.

"Seventh Elder, have you made enough trouble?" Ling Yujun's voice was full of anger.

The dignified Jin Dan real person was cut by the Qi Cultivation Realm, and he also left a wound on his wrist, which was a great shame.

What made him feel even more humiliated was that it was injured by Wen Yi, who kept saying that he loved him deeply, and the humiliation was doubled.

"Trouble? If it weren't for the magic robe to help this seat block the fatal blow, this seat would have been a wisp of dead soul by now. "Wen Yi is a person who will repay his eyes," I remember this palm, and it will be returned tenfold, hundredfold, and thousandfold in the coming day. ”

Wen Yi didn't have any love in his eyes, only strong anger and killing intent made Ling Yujun's already ugly face more and more gloomy, "The grasshopper shakes the tree, you can't measure it, you pig and dog are not as qualified as a hundred years of cultivation, and you can't beat the watchdog outside the Jinshui Bridge of the Qingyun Sword Sect." "The self-proclaimed square, elegant and upright, he has never been so ungraceful.

Thinking of having a marriage contract with such a prodigal person, Ling Yujun felt disgusted, and was provoked by Wen Yi again, the young man's blood rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and the disgust in his heart blurted out.

The garden is in an open area, and there is such a big commotion here that has attracted the attention of countless disciples.

Hearing this, everyone's faces became extremely exciting, and their eyes of ridicule and ridicule all turned to Wen Yi's body.

"Hmph." Qing Yao thought that she had been protected by her senior brother, and snorted triumphantly.

Wen Yi sneered, "Qing Yao has been defeated in the hands of this seat many times, so in this way, the young master of Tongshan Gate is not even as good as a dog?" ”

Qing Yao was so angry that she fainted.

If it was Wen Yi in the previous life, Ling Yujun's little waste would have been ground up by her and her bones would have been scattered.

The strength of the immortal cultivation realm is respected, Wen Yi is now just a qi practitioner, and the only sect to rely on has declined.

"Is there no one in the Qingyun Sword Sect? Actually let a Jindan realm waste declare war? Are all the elders dead? Wen Yi's face was so gloomy that he could drip water, "In less than three years, you and other wastes will become the dust and mud under the feet of this seat, and the dead people in the flies camp and dogs in the sea of blood in the corpse mountain!" ”

Everyone on the lookers is going crazy with laughter, can the Seventh Elder step the high-flying Ling Yujun into the quagmire within three years? That's the biggest joke they've heard today.

"Huh!" Ling Yujun's face was very ugly, and he looked down at the thermometer condescendingly, like looking down at an ant, "Three years? Ha! For the sake of the face of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion, I will give you three hundred years, and if you can catch me within three hundred years, I will apologize to you. ”

"Three years, you lost in three years." Wen Yi said coldly: "Kneel, kowtow, apologize, and tell the world." ”

Ling Yujun felt a little incredible, he said to Wen Yi in a good voice that this was to give face to the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion, but the other party didn't know whether to live or die, so he rushed up to find death, "Give you three hundred years, you don't want it, you want three years, if you can't take a trick within three years, you kneel, kowtow, apologize and apologize for your sin." ”

"The conditions of the two sides should be reciprocal." Wen Yi is not a master who suffers from losses, she forced out her essence and blood to swear, "This seat does not need any concessions from you, of course, if I die, you will also die." ”

The heart demon oath is an oath of life and death contract in the immortal cultivation world, and the heart demon of the word breaker will fight back and die violently.

Ling Yujun also forced out his essence blood and swore an oath, and then brushed his sleeves away.

Qing Yao chased after him, "Senior brother, did you also notice that Wen Yi's sentient sword has a ghost?" Otherwise, how dare she do it with you in a Qi Cultivation Realm, I lost too strangely. ”

Ling Yujun's face was like sinking water, "You have been in the Qingyun Sword Sect for many years, and you can't even distinguish between the sentient sword and the ruthless sword, you can't be foolish. ”

The thermometer is self-defeating.

Qing Yao was terrifyingly stupid, and the most terrifying thing was that she didn't realize her stupidity at all.

was reprimanded, Qing Yao's face turned the color of pig liver, "No ...... Ruthless Sword? ”

Wen Yi cultivates the ruthless sword? Crazy, is she really planning to start all over again?

Qing Yao couldn't help but worry, "What kind of demon swear did Senior Brother and Wen Yi make, she is the elder of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion, and she has all the Lingbao magic weapons and pills, no matter how bad it is, what if she finds a great power to forcibly expand the Dantian Purple Mansion with the empowerment technique, and uses tricks to win the senior brother?" "Isn't my brother going to die?

Ling Yujun found her terrifyingly stupid.

How could the Ethereal Illusion Mansion be on a par with the Qingyun Sword Sect? Are the resources as rich as the Qingyun Sect? What can they do, can't the Qingyun Sword Sect?

In three years, even if there is a miracle, Wen Yi's cultivation will break through the foundation building realm at most.

The three-year agreement is just Ling Yujun's verbal banter to prevent Wen Yi from harassing him, is it serious?

"It doesn't matter." Ling Yujun said, "Coax her to play." ”

Qing Yao's heart was panicked.

Senior brother was like that just now, she took it seriously.

Wen Yi does have the means, and the senior brother who used to disdain her will also coax her to play.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became!

Tonight, Wen Yi must suffer enough to let her brother see her true colors!