Chapter 22 Zhuge Wuwei

Yang Jiao did not hesitate at all, and continued to rush towards the cadre, who was also not to be outdone.

"Bang bang bang!"

As if no one was next to them, they recklessly used what they had learned, and the surrounding buildings collapsed and shattered one after another, and everywhere they went was a mess.

However, from the fight between the two, it can be seen that the cadres purely use instinct to exert their martial arts skills.

But Yang Jiao is constantly polishing and refining his swordsmanship.

In the final analysis, the cadre was only a swordsmith after all, although he had a top-notch martial arts, and with the blessing of becoming a demon after death, his martial arts value reached the peak of this world.

But he has no self-consciousness, after all, he can't defeat Yang Jiao, who is already amazing and brilliant and not afraid of any war of attrition.

To put it bluntly, the reason why the cadre is absolutely so tricky is just his immortal and immortal nature.

With the continuous fighting, Yang Jiao couldn't help but think to himself at this time, it seems that the cadres who are drawn out with tears, the demonic qi in the body is not unlimited, if the demonic qi is exhausted, or it is greatly damaged, I am afraid that it will disappear.

Wait for another tear in the city to appear.

"Merge with the City of Tears, immortal and immortal? What if the power of grief and grief in the city was gone! ”

Yang Jiao's eyes flashed.

In this city, he doesn't have to worry about the loss of his power, the endless negative energy is not only attracting the endless demonic energy in the Zhihai Yuan Shen, but also can continue to replenish the consumption of the power in his body.

At the same time, among the crowd of onlookers.

"Are they still human! Tireless, not afraid of consumption, his own skill cultivation is like infinity. ”

"Forget about this monster that suddenly appeared, why is this Yin Moon Demon Lord so terrifying."

Yan Chixia couldn't help but marvel, and after realizing it, she realized that it was only now that she realized Yang Jiao's true strength.

"Bearded, I said that you should not provoke this kid of Qiye in the future, don't you see what a fluke it is that you have saved your life under his hands three times and twice!"

Sima Sanniang couldn't help but say to Yan Chixia.

"I am right, he is a demon, since ancient times, evil has prevailed over good......"

Yan Chixia suddenly blew her beard and glared, but before he could finish speaking, she was directly interrupted:

"Yan Chixia, have you forgotten what you once said, and from now on you will withdraw your sword and go into hiding, not asking the rights and wrongs of the decent demon way."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, suddenly, Ning Caichen shouted in shock:

"Look."

Instantly attracted their attention, a golden light suddenly appeared in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, with lightning speed, it pierced into the back of the cadre who had no time to be distracted in the battle of life and death.

"Why! Why did Mo Xie want to kill the cadre! Why! ”

The cadre looked up at the sky and roared angrily.

Suddenly, the whole person turned into several wisps of black mist, which were absorbed into the cadre sword he held before.

I saw the sword shake again, break through the air, and return to the sword furnace in the previous sword-casting room, and the moment the sword returned to its place, the fire in the furnace stopped abruptly.

"Cadre?!"

Except for Yang Jiao, everyone witnessed the scene where Mo Xie Sword was caught off guard and stabbed to death the man in black just now.

Unconsciously muttered the name he had exposed.

The love story of the cadre Mo Xie has been widely spread with the prestige of Mo Evil Sword, the first divine sword of the righteous path.

At this time, the dazzling golden light dimmed slightly, revealing its true face, it turned out to be the Mo Evil Sword that had disappeared before, and then I saw it galloping to Yan Hongye's side, as if it was wagging its tail to invite merit.

When Yan Hongye stretched out her hand and spread out her palm, the hilt of the Mo Evil Sword automatically fell into her palm.

Suddenly, a cold and pleasant voice came from afar:

"That's right, he is the swordsmith cadre, and this is the hometown of the cadre and Mo Ye."

"It is also the source of the fate of the seventh marriage and the seventh generation of resentment."

A beautiful woman with white sand on the back of her head, her hair with obvious hair ornaments, hanging down from her forehead, and wearing a blue sleeved skirt walked slowly.

He was also followed by a gentle and elegant young man dressed in white.

"Do nothing!"

Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang shouted in surprise.

"Uncle Shi, Aunt Sanniang."

The gentle and elegant young man also looked at them with a look of surprise.

"Wuwei, haven't you been in Panlong Valley all along? How did you end up in this hellish place? ”

Yan Chixia asked Zhuge Wuwei in confusion.

"And before that, I asked Liuyun to come to Panlong Valley to find you and help him figure out his life experience, how is Liuyun now?"

"Uncle Shi, don't worry, I have only been in the City of No Tears not long ago, and I have already told him about Liuyun's life experience, and now he is still taking care of Xiaolan in Panlong Valley."

Zhuge Wuwei explained slowly one by one.

"That's good, it seems that the stupid boy has accepted his life as a son of a human demon." Sima Sanniang said with relief.

"You are Yan Hongye."

The woman in blue walked in front of Yan Hongye.

"How do you know my name?"

"Look at the extremely abundant Haoran Qi in your body, you must be practicing the mysteries of the Xuan Heart, who else in the world knows this martial art, except for Yan Hongye, who else is the seventh marriage?"

The woman in blue asked indifferently.

"Yan Hongye? You are Yan Hongye! ”

A very surprised expression appeared on Zhuge Wuwei's face, and a smile that he had never noticed also appeared on his face.

"Do you recognize me! We've met before. ”

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but smile and said:

"I'm wrong, I should say that in the past six lives, we have met, and this life is the first time."

"Wuwei, I know you."

Yan Hongye's eyes looked at Zhuge Liuyun indifferently.

"Yes, I'm Wuwei, the man you don't want to see."

"You don't want to see me." Yan Hongye's face is flat.

From the conversation between the two, it can be seen that from the time they knew the identity of their seventh marriage, they had been deliberately avoiding each other.

"I'm starting to regret it now." Zhuge Wuwei said with a little emotion:

Seeing Shi Boyan Chixia's appearance, I couldn't imagine that his daughter was actually ...... It's unforgettable. ”

Yan Chixia next to her saw Zhuge Wuwei arranging him like this, and she was angry, but then she was attracted by what the woman in blue said.

"It's a pity."

Unexpectedly, at this time, the woman in blue beside her shook her head and said softly.

"What a pity." Yan Hongye shook her head at herself when she saw her, and asked coldly.

"It's a pity that although the marriage of the seventh generation is destined to be together, it cannot continue the previous life of the sixth generation."

"Why?"

Without waiting for Yan Hongye to continue asking, Zhuge Wuwei spoke first.

"She couldn't practice her skills, so she went crazy, and it seems that her life is not long."

The woman in blue squatted on the ground, picked up the books and pen and ink on the ground, and replied casually.

After Zhuge Wuwei heard this, he lowered his head gloomily.

And Yan Hongye still looked completely emotionless, and didn't seem to take it to heart, and then, she turned her eyes to Zhuge Wuwei, and said coldly:

"Why, if you're dead, you don't have to hide from me anymore."

Zhuge Wuwei looked helpless, he asked himself if he was a pure and indifferent person, even when he was seven years old, he watched his parents being forced to die, but he never wanted to take revenge with resentment.

In the past 20 years, he has accompanied the Blue Devil who incarnated as a fire dragon, that is, the second mother that his father found for him, to live a peaceful life in Panlong Valley.

Similarly, as the cause of the seventh generation, he has never been overly attached to his identity.

He only hopes that everyone will be well, so even if the Blue Devil, who has turned into a fire dragon, is the culprit who caused the destruction of his family, he treats the Blue Devil as if he were a relative.

Now, how could he watch this woman who had a seventh-life fate with him die with a thin face and a fragrant jade.

So, he immediately asked:

"Sister Tianxin, is there any way you can help Momiji?"

As soon as the words came out, not only Yan Hongye couldn't help but see the woman in blue, Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang also looked over nervously.