"Master ......"

An impulse suddenly surged in Jiang Luwu's body: "If, I mean, if one day I betray the Source Heaven Sword Sect, or if the Source Heaven Sword Sect can't tolerate me, will you still stand with me?" Will you just abandon me like them?"

Ling Muhan was stunned: "How can you ask that?"

"Because didn't you just say that behind me was the Origin Heaven Sword Sect? Then if one day I am no longer a member of the Source Heaven Sword Sect, and even have a lot of right and wrong with the Source Heaven Sword Sect, will you still stand behind me?"

Jiang Luwu seemed to be reminding Ling Muhan, and added, "Master, they all say that if there is no accident, you will be the next leader."

The head of the sect - that is, the Yuantian Sword Sect will be him at that time, and he is the one who stands at the pinnacle of power.

Ling Muhan rubbed Jiang Luwu's hair: "Luwu, you will always be my personal disciple, this will not change."

Although Ling Muhan did not directly answer Jiang Luwu's question, saying this sentence was almost the same as answering directly.

After all, this sentence is to express that no matter what happens in the future, I will be on your side.

But Jiang Luwu didn't know why, her heart was beating very fast suddenly, and she didn't seem to be able to fully believe this sentence.

Before she could ask again, the sedan chair was lowered to the ground.

Xiao Er stepped back: "Shopkeeper, please."

Do you have to be so polite about this? Not to mention, they're really polite.

Everything they could see was black, but a few of them were faintly visible with a light shining under their feet.

It seems to be a mirror.

Jiang Luwu was a little worried: "Master, that is not an ordinary person, but a demonic beast or some kind of immortal, will he already know that we are awake?" Will this have any impact on our plans?"

"No, I had already cast a spell and established an enchantment long before I came in, and at this moment no one knows that we are awake except for you and me, and no one even knows that we have mana, unless that person knows us."

Jiang Luwu was immediately relieved, Ling Muhan's strength was here, and he said that it was okay, then it would definitely be fine.

The shopkeeper first raised his hands to the sky, leaned back three times, then knelt on the ground and knocked five times.

took the short sword handed over by Xiao Er again, and slashed it towards the palm of his hand, and blood gushed out.

He handed his palm forward and said loudly, "The sacrifices are complete, beg the gods to come."

This battle is really evil.

Jiang Luwu couldn't help but complain: "Their brains are really not set up? Obviously, this formation is already so evil, they really believe that the one on the other side is a god? Where is there such a perverted god who needs human life?"

She really didn't stop complaining, and she really didn't expect that there would be such an exaggerated person.

But thinking about what she encountered at Aunt Hong, she didn't think it was strange, after all, someone could even kill their own daughter, what else would they not dare to do?

Ling Muhan seemed to sigh softly, "When people have no hope, they will seize every opportunity to ask for a better life."

Although this is human nature, it is also unacceptable.

The surroundings finally changed, and the wind was fierce, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

Illuminating the sky one after another with blood, Jiang Luwu only saw it at this moment, and what they were stepping on was really a huge mirror.

It's just that there seems to be red blood flowing under the mirror, and the fishy smell spreads.

And something seemed to be passing through the black clouds.

Jiang Luwu had already transformed the Ice and Snow Sword in his hand: "Master, this shouldn't be another thing that follows the wind without a trace."

"Like." Ling Muhan said.

It was already dark and dark, and I couldn't see anything clearly, let alone that the thing was still tightly covered by clouds.

fortunately

, The thing quickly swooped towards the ground, and Jiang Luwu and Ling Muhan finally saw the appearance of the thing clearly.

It must be at least ten meters long, as thick as an old tree.

The corners of Jiang Luwu's lips hooked up a sneer: "It's really the same clan of Wind Without a Trace, but this thing can't be compared with Wind Without a Trace."

No matter how you say it, it is also a dragon, if there is no such thing as Ruoling Shangxian, I am afraid that he would have already ascended to become a god.

And the one in front of me is a python, or a python with a bit of Taoism.

The snake becomes a python, and the python becomes an adult.

The one in front of me wasn't a low-level creature, but it wasn't something at the top.

"Do not be underestimated."

Ling Muhan didn't feel at ease, not to mention anything else, just talking about this formation was not something that an ordinary goblin could do.

The python landed on the ground and took on a human form.

It was a woman in a black dress, soft as a boneless, with a touch of black dead leaves on her bun.

The skin was almost frighteningly white, and the red blood could be faintly seen, and the lips were a little pale.

She walked over to the shopkeeper and put her finger on the shopkeeper's head.

"Don't let me down."

Unlike her appearance, her voice was a little hoarse and deep.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to look directly at the python, and his eyes were always on the ground.

"It's natural, rest assured, this time it will be to your liking."

With a look from the shopkeeper, Xiao Er immediately lifted the sedan curtain, revealing the people inside.

Jiang Luwu and Ling Muhan were tied together, their eyes closed.

The snake spirit showed a satisfied expression: "This time there is progress, especially ......."

She took a few steps forward and lifted Ling Muhan's chin lightly: "It's this man, he's really handsome."

What's more than handsome? There are very few people in heaven and earth who can compare with Ling Muhan.

Moreover, how could that snake spirit put its finger on Ling Muhan's chin? This is nothing short of blasphemy.

Jiang Luwu's eyes could already breathe fire, if it weren't for her sanity, she wouldn't have been able to wake up and compete with this snake spirit now.

"Luwu, don't be angry." Ling Muhan's voice came from the side.

Jiang Luwu turned his head to meet his gaze, he didn't seem to take the things in front of him seriously, he just looked at her disapprovingly.

Jiang Luwu was even more angry: "You're not angry? She's so light on you."

"It's just skin." Ling Muhan understated.

Jiang Luwuqi's lungs were about to explode, and he asked repeatedly, "Just repeated? Okay, if you don't get angry, I'll be angry, if you don't make a move, I'll make a move, as an apprentice, I always have to do something for the master."

It's just that she hasn't taken half a step before she is stopped by Ling Muhan.

Jiang Luwu immediately looked back: "What, doesn't the master want me to make a move on her? Could it be that the master also sees that she is beautiful?"

Pretty?

Ling Muhan frowned at these two words: "Isn't that just a black mess? Where does it come from?"

It's a black mess.

Ling Muhan really knew how to describe it, and Jiang Luwu's anger immediately dissipated.

"Master, why are you stopping me?"

After calming down, Jiang Luwu felt that something was wrong, very, very wrong, were these things what she should do?

She is just Ling Muhan's personal disciple now, the two of them will not have any other relationship, it is wrong for her to have these emotions, she should not be.

"Look."

Ling Muhan raised his chin.

Jiang Luwu noticed that the snake spirit didn't know when it returned to its previous position.

At the same time, it seemed to be a staircase stretched out of the black clouds.

The snake spirit is like a gift: "Remembering that you have done many things for me, I have the special gift that you can participate in the grand ceremony with me, and you can also get a glimpse of the king's heavenly face."

"Return to the king?"

Jiang Luwu couldn't restrain himself from complaining: "It's not one or two of them, but an organization, Master, what should we do now?"

If there is only one person or two people, then of course they have to rush directly and solve everything directly, but now it is different, the other party has an organization, so no matter what, they may suffer.

"Come along and have a look." Ling Muhan immediately took up his mind.

"Okay." Jiang Luwu agreed without hesitation.

Ling Muhan glanced at her unconsciously, "I thought you asked me this question just now because you didn't want to go at all."

"I don't want to go."

She didn't hide her thoughts: "After all, I don't know what the result will be when I go, but Master, you have said it, can I still go against your will?" Besides, I don't know how many people like us have been arrested, and I want to see what they do."

The most important thing is that Jiang Luwu knows his own strength, and he knows Ling Muhan's strength even more.

Even if it will be a little dangerous, it will not be impossible to get out of it.

Besides, she had only burst her potential when she was in danger several times before, maybe she could rush to Yuanying this time?

"If I'm not there, don't try to escalate in this way."

Ling Muhan said lightly, seeing her idea clearly, and at the same time feeling strange in her heart.

In the Cultivator Question, almost all of them were steady, and few people would adopt such a radical method.

Jiang Luwu sometimes gives him the feeling that he can give everything for upgrades, victories, and even his life.

Self-motivation is naturally excellent and worthy of encouragement, but if a person can not even live without it, then it is not worthy of praise.

Jiang Luwu thought in pieces: "Master, did you put some kind of spell on me, otherwise how would you know what I was thinking in my heart? I still think I've hidden it perfectly, but I'll still be told by you, don't I lose face?"

Ling Muhan nodded her forehead: "Have you ever thought about it, it's because you have everything written on your face?"

What is written on the face? Jiang Luwu felt that what she was talking about was even more not.

After all, she has long known the truth that people are separated from their stomachs, and it is almost impossible to tell others what she thinks in her heart, so how can she write it on her face? After being reborn, the first thing she learned was to be quiet.

Or is it that no matter how good she thinks and how determined she is, her heart will betray her?

In her previous life, Ling Muhan spoiled her, so now, she still lives according to those habits in the past.

This does not bode well.