Chapter Eighty-Seven: What a Cute Knife
Pei Yan was on a hill behind Shengjing.
The young man was dressed in black, with a demon knife in his hand, and a few rubies on the handle of the knife were amazingly bright.
Bloodthirsty and mysterious.
"Get out."
The young man's voice was cold and violent, lurking with a strong killing intent, faintly breaking through the darkness.
A cloud of black mist appeared out of thin air, and slender legs poked out of the black mist.
Immediately afterwards, a woman in red shook out in a bewitching manner.
"Hmm... Hehehe, Xiao Langjun is not only handsome, but even vigilant? ”
"Am I pretty?"
The woman in red was exposed, revealing a large area of snow white under her slender neck, and the red satin draped over her body added to the charm.
That face is charming and bewitching.
It's just that before the person came up, the demon knife was already against the neck of the woman in red.
Pei Yan's eyes were cold, looking at this best in the world, as if he was looking at a pile of scrap iron.
His thin lips opened lightly, and he spat out only two words: "My Lady." ”
The woman quickly restrained her smile and knelt on one knee, no longer seeing the charm on her body.
"My subordinate, see my lord!"
My Fair Lady trembled, wanting to look up but didn't dare.
Demon God-sama... Have you already been attributed to God?
Or is it just a memory?
"Nope."
Pei Yan knew what my fair aunt was thinking: "I know you, the subordinate of the demon god." ”
He is already the reincarnation of a demon god.
After so many years of hiding, he will try his best to collect historical legends about the demon gods.
When he came out of the secret realm, he sensed an extremely subtle demonic aura.
Familiar demonic aura.
My Lady knelt and looked up at Pei Yan.
There are also some teenagers who are young, but the killing intent and violence are enough to make people fearful.
Is this the reincarnation of a demon god?
…
……
Returning to the restaurant from the back mountain, Pei Yan was not in a good mood.
To unlock the seal of the demon god, you need to find the bones scattered by the demon god.
He needs to pick it up himself.
My Fair Lady can feel the breath of bone, in Qinghe City.
He needed to find a way to say goodbye to Nanling Mountain.
As he was walking, suddenly a figure flashed in front of him.
The demon knife is already out of its sheath.
Fierce and sharp, but quickly regained its strength.
Hurriedly changed the trajectory and slammed into the wall on the side.
So the girl in front of her grimaced and ended very naturally.
"Little junior brother... You don't have to be scared. Wen Sheng touched his nose a little embarrassed.
Pei Yan's reaction made her feel that her little joke was a bit excessive.
Pei Yan: "......"
Rapid heartbeat.
His instinctive killing intent almost clawed it.
Although I know that the seemingly soft and harmless girl in front of me is not weak.
But in the end...
I don't want to draw a knife at the person in front of me.
"Hmm." Pei Yan nodded, not denying it.
I saw the girl pull out the scimitar from the wall.
"Little junior brother, everyone is looking for you!" Wen Sheng smiled and handed the knife to Pei Yan.
Pei Yan was stunned.
Everyone... Waiting for him?
In the days of wandering, he may die one day.
Never expect anybody... Wait for him.
It was this stunned moment that the knife flew up from Wen Sheng's hand, and the handle rubbed Wen Sheng's face, which was quite flattering.
Wen Sheng's eyes widened.
"Well... What a cute knife! ”
Made, the little brother's knife has spiritual sense!
Why doesn't her Nine Shades have!
The Nine Shadows are artifacts!
Alas... Another day of envy of other people's weapons.
Nine Shades: !!
Jiuyou, who was wrapped around Wen Sheng's waist, had no other thoughts, just wanted to strangle his master.
Pei Yan frowned, staring at the knife with a little more disgust.
So he rudely grasped the hilt of the knife and shoved it into the scabbard.
Wen Sheng was a little regretful.
But still laughed: "Let's go." ”
Pei Yan took that trace of regret into his eyes, and was a little at a loss for a while.
In the end, he kept up with Wen Sheng.
Wen Sheng came out of the secret realm this time... It seems to be different.
He couldn't tell.
I was a little bolder, and I was a little more free.
...
My Lady in the Shadows: ???
No, no, no.
Is this the same person who put the knife to her neck just now!?
...
In the private room of the restaurant, the fragrance is lingering.
Rice fragrant.
When Wen Sheng pushed the door in, he felt as if his stomach had come to life again, and the smile on his face couldn't help but deepen a little.
Happiness.
"It's back! Come and eat you two! Zhou Shi'an looked at the delicacies on the table one after another, and he had already begun to prepare for it.
I think he has been poor and happy all his life, drunk with mountains and rivers, and retreated to the mountains and forests, when has he ever been so extravagant!
Sins, sins, sins!
Wen Sheng hurriedly pulled Pei Yan's sleeve and sat down next to Tang Wanqing.
Chu Aotian looked at his group of disciples and showed a pleased smile.
Good!
Very good!
His vision is really good, and these disciples are quite like him back then.
Just smiling and laughing, he suddenly had the illusion that the house was full of children and grandchildren.
As soon as he thought of this, Chu Aotian immediately put away the smile on his face and coughed twice in a pretending to be serious.
"You performed very well this time in the Shengjing Immortal Meeting."
"That day, the Void Sect was really vulnerable!"
"Bullshit for thirty years in Hexi, thirty years in Hedong, our Nanling Mountain is the strongest!"
"When you encounter difficulties, you must always remember that my fate is up to me!"
"Faith is in the chest, and I have it in the world."
Chu Aotian's summary meeting was open, and he only felt that his blood was boiling.
Boy!
The Tianxu faction is only a small sect, and it is a thing of the past.
The next big step is .....
Chu Aotian paused, it seemed that it would be a good goal to unify the cultivation realm.
Chu Aotian's heart was surging and no one knew, but Wen Yu had already raised his glass: "Then... It's time to celebrate the victory. ”
"Victory!"
Zhou Shi'an secretly took a bite of the duck leg, and after enjoying his taste buds, he never forgot the idea of returning to the mountains and forests.
He shouted in celebration of the victory!
Wen Sheng was very happy.
She was very engaged.
She clearly felt that she had a part in this joyful success!
So the glass was brought to his lips and he drank it all in one gulp.
Oh.
She didn't drink very well.
But so what, it's all my own people here!
Pei Yan's spare eye could see the girl's empty wine glass.
Subconsciously want to stop.
remembered Tang Wanqing's words that day - let her drink.
"Little junior brother? Don't you drink it? ”
The man turned his head to look at him, his glass-colored eyes clouded with a shallow layer of drunkenness.
He panicked when he saw it.
So I raised my glass and drank it all.
Wen Sheng really can't drink very much, and he gets drunk after a few glasses.
Before she got drunk, she still vaguely remembered what Chu Aotian told her.
- "There is an artifact born in Qinghe City, Xiao Wu, you go and see it again." ”
Wen Sheng nodded.
Not.
Shizun is really the best among Long Aotian.
The sensitivity to treasures is outrageously accurate!
She was going to Qinghe City.
There's the primeval artifact Deciduous Lyre.
She's going to snatch the artifact!
For Nanling Mountain, but also for herself!