"Good brother take me one!"

Hongchen's smile was very affectionate, like meeting a close friend.

It's just that his short body is a little different from Danqing's thin and tall figure, and the image gap is really big.

It's like golf and golf clubs put together.

It looks ridiculous.

Danqing glanced at him: "The rules of heaven and earth are manifested here, I can communicate with you at any time if you don't learn anything else." ”

Hongchen heard him refuse, and the smile on his face quickly disappeared.

He stared at Danqing and sneered: "Heh! If you are really so generous, our two brothers have already been sanctified, so do you have to wait until today? The sect leader has long said that you can't believe it, and you can't be considered your own person, and I want to defend you out of brotherhood.

Today, you really guard against me, for fear that if I learn the Danqing Technique, it will threaten your status in the sect? ”

Danqing snorted coldly: "You and I are both loyal subordinates of the sect leader, as long as one of you knows the Danqing magic technique and the red dust magic technique, you can't chew it if you are greedy, and I am also thinking about your future." ”

Hongchen seemed to have heard the biggest joke: "Heh! When did you become a loyal subordinate of the Sect Master?

When in your heart have you ever taught me?

Why don't you go to the Hundred Schools?

Even if you go, can you tell us one, two, three?

Every mission is to catch ducks on the shelves.

I spend all day thinking about resurrecting your wall-breaking master!

Wait for your master to come back to life.

You say that this is the sect leader of my teaching, do you have to let your master do it? ”

The two quarreled fiercely.

Ying Wuji was a little strange beside him.

Except for the "master-slave relationship", he has not exerted any influence on Hongchen now, and the current Hongchen is the real projection of Hongchen himself, and his interaction with Danqing is also real.

I thought that the top level of my church should be a monolith.

I didn't expect the two to look at each other so unpleasantly.

But soon he figured it out.

Ji Dong doesn't trust Danqing 100% in the first place.

Because Tsing Yi is a true saint.

Danqing hopes that Master will be resurrected.

And Ji Dong just wants Tsing Yi's magical powers.

This is the fundamental contradiction between the two.

It's no wonder that Hongchen arrived here one step ahead of Danqing.

Wait a minute!

Ying Wuji suddenly thought that Ji Tong had found Danqing, and Danqing also deliberately blocked Nangong Yan, indicating that what he was going to say next might be very important to Danqing.

What is so important to Danqing?

It must be to bring Tsing Yi back to the world!

So what is the result of two people talking?

Did Danqing fake this matter to Ji Dong?

Or rather...... Danqing can come here, is it because of Ji Dong?

Not far away.

The two are still at a stalemate.

Danqing's eyes were slightly cold: "The sect leader invited me to join the sect, because he took a fancy to my Danqing method, but he didn't mention to me that I should be loyal to the sect." From beginning to end, the two of us were just trading, he wanted to get the Danqing Soul Crossing Technique, and I wanted Master to reappear in the world.

Today.

That's when we fulfill the deal.

As soon as my master is resurrected, I will give him the art of danqing!

From now on, I will be separated from teaching for me!

What is the doctrine I teach?

What is the land of tigers and wolves?

What is the Ji surname Alliance?

What the two saints of the Li Kingdom!

It's a fart in my eyes!

My Master's path to the saint.

It should be the new order of the world! ”

When he spoke.

The tone was full of fanaticism.

This time.

Ying Wuji sneered: "How can you be sure that your master's path must be right?" ”

Danqing glanced at Ying Wuji, and said in a firm voice: "Because, my master is the only true saint in this world!" Other saints, what kind of stinky fish and rotten shrimp are they?

Confucianism, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, is actually a tool for princes and nobles to control the people.

The Legalist is the dog of royal power!

Taoists are full of mysterious and mysterious!

When did they really care about the lives and deaths of people like us who are as humble as ants?

It's just my Master!

It is the real compassion!

I am the only one who can calm this troubled world! ”

When these words are spoken.

He looked crazy.

But those eyes were shining.

He turned his head to look at Ying Wuji, and muttered nervously, "I still remember that harsh winter, when Master picked me up from the snow nest in the Dead Village.

The people of a village are starving to death!

Are they wrong?

That's right!

But they were born into this world to be original sin.

Because they are not nobles!

The world is in trouble.

The aristocracy would rather have the grain rot in their own warehouses than give it to the poor, even if it came from the poor in the first place!

Why don't they farm themselves.

But can you take it out of the poor man's field?

Is it because they are nobles, they have fiefdoms, and their names are written on the fields?

The same is people.

Why are they superior?

Except for my master, have any of the other saints ever thought about this question? ”

Words.

Ying Wuji was dumbfounded when he heard it: "I can't imagine that you are still an ink man!" ”

Danqing snorted coldly: "I'm a disciple of the Ink Sage, why can't I be an Ink Master?" ”

Ying Wuji: "......"

It's really weird.

Hongchen couldn't hold back: "Crazy! It's insane! Silly wood, you are sober, you are all a person who teaches for me, why is your brain broken, and you think of yourself as an undercover agent of the Mo family? ”

Danqing asked rhetorically: "Who said that the person who taught me can't be an ink person?" ”

Hongchen's face sank.

For my congregation, most of them are stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

But he's different.

He is a true believer in Ji Yu.

In his eyes, Ji Tong has never been an evil demon.

It is the heir of the orthodox Yang Zhu.

How can it be that the two philosophies are completely opposed......

Subconsciously.

He wanted to get his hands dirty.

But Danqing's subordinates are as strong as clouds, but they are much stronger than their puppets, so they can only temporarily suppress their anger.

Ying 13 couldn't help but sneer: "You kid is also worthy of being called the Ink Maker?" How many people have been directly or indirectly harmed after joining my sect, if it were the rules of the Ink Scholars, I am afraid that they would have died many times! ”

"I didn't intend to live!"

Danqing snorted, and immediately threw out a booklet: "I have written down all the people I have harmed over the years, and when my master comes back, I will let her be executed personally!" Is it wrong for me to exchange my personal sins for the foundation of the prosperous world, and then give my life to make amends? ”

This is what I said.

made Ying Wuji a little silent.

He probably understood Danqing.

Good and evil no longer have a concept in his heart.

His true self is the extreme personality cult of Tsing Yi.

Probably he until now.

It's all the little boy who was just picked up from the snow nest by Tsing Yi.

Tsing Yi was the one who redeemed his life.

Therefore, it should also redeem the people of the whole world.

Ying Wuji sighed lightly: "But your master committed suicide because he knew that his path would not work......"

"Fart!"

Dan Qing interrupted angrily, his eyes red and said: "My master is the only true saint in the world, and there is a reincarnation supernatural power that no one in the world can match, if her path can't be passed, who else's path can be passed?" She couldn't have killed herself, someone must have killed her! Even if she really committed suicide, I would let her choose again. ”

Ying Wuji grinned: "At this time, I have to recommend myself, our new policy of Li Guo is good to the people......"

"What's the use?"

Danqing glanced at him with disdain: "Even if there is a new law, it is just to deceive the people of the world in order to seek its own dirty interests!" Even if the new law is written in a high-sounding manner, what good fart can it hold?

Your selfish morals are corrupt!

Full of women!

Even my master's holy self has been influenced by you to become a waste full of love and love.

Do you also beg me to believe in you? ”

Ying Wuji: "......"

Why did you get a personal attack?

Partially.

There is no major fault in every sentence.

He grinned and asked, "I understand your thoughts, but I don't understand what you're doing." What is the difference between you and cooperating with me, and seeking skin with a tiger? They are trying to do the law of reincarnation, so you are not afraid that your master will die in their hands? ”

Danqing said in a deep voice: "No! ”

Ying Wuji asked rhetorically: "Why not?" ”

The corners of Danqing's mouth rose slightly: "Because the sect leader is the person recognized by my master!" ”

Ying Wuji: "......"

All right!

It's a real hammer!

Sage!

is still a saint recognized by Tsing Yi.

Who else is there besides the new Mo family giant?

When you say this news, others will think you're funny.

The giant of the Mo family.

Teach the Master for me.

It's actually the same person who is the special mother?

It's no wonder that Zhou Tianzi chose to cooperate with Ji Dong.

Among the saints in this world, who else can compare with the power of the Mo family?

Whoever is ink.

All private property is owned by the Ink Guild.

And all of them must obey the orders of the giant.

What terrifying strength is this?

Danqing was silent for a while, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Even if he has bad intentions, I have a way to control him!" Today, I will complete the incomplete Danqing Soul Crossing Technique and welcome my master back! ”

With that, he closed his eyes.

The emaciated body floated in the air.

Slowly ascending into the halo of the sky.

In this world, there are no innate supernatural powers.

There are only endless rules.

Magical powers are an extension of the rules, but not the rules themselves.

Back then, Tsing Yi did not pass on to him a complete Danqing soul, and today he has to complete it from the source.

If he didn't need this twilight to end, how could he have allowed Hua Chao to live until now?

Hongchen gritted his teeth: "This traitor! ”

Let's talk about it.

He was ready to go up with a group of puppets.

was stopped by Danqing's men.

"Lord Danqing has an order, and when he participates in enlightenment, only Lord Hongchen can participate in enlightenment together. After the two adults have completed their enlightenment, the others will be qualified to go up. ”

"Good!"

Hongchen snorted coldly, then retreated his men and jumped into the air.

When you take to the sky.

He put his right hand into his bosom.

There are hundreds of soybeans there.

Ying Wuji and Ying Thirteen glanced at each other.

"Do it!"

Tsing Yi has become ancient.

It has its own profound intentions.

Ying Wuji does not think that Tsing Yi should passively return to the world.

I don't think the price of this matter should be the sacrifice of the Flower Dynasty.

Just kill Danqing.

It won't work out.

In the twinkling of an eye.

Hongchen and his men burst out in unison.

The sword of the Thirteenth Master was incomparably sharp, and in the blink of an eye, he cut off the head of a soldier realm powerhouse.

Under the night sky.

Danqing suddenly opened his eyes if he felt something.

stared at Ying Wuji, and his eyes were about to split: "Good death!" ”

……

Da Li.

Jiangcheng.

In recent days, there has been no major event in Jiangcheng, but among the major families and the court, it has been boiling like boiling oil.

Because a few days ago, shocking news came from the new land.

Hundreds of thousands of troops of Di Guo broke their halberds and sank in the Yinshan fortress, and after only half a day of fighting, they abandoned their armor and fled back to Di Guo.

The battle damage is more gratifying!

It is a great victory that has boosted the morale of countless people!

But at this time.

Zhao Ying's only son, Zhao Ben, was punished by Prime Minister Luo Yan for a major crime of disobeying military orders, and should be punished by beheading according to military law.

After the news was sent back, Jiangcheng was boiling, and the next day at the court meeting, Zhao Ying, the Marquis of Changping, took a group of clan elders to the court.

Sometimes the crowd is excited, accusing Luo Yan of being arbitrary and acting arbitrarily, and announcing personal vendettas.

From time to time, Zhao Ben was dedicated to serving the country, but he was condemned to death just for his meritorious service.

Let Zhao Ji be sure to stop Luo Yan's bad behavior.

Zhao Ji said that this is indeed the case.

Then he used a teleportation charm on the spot in the court.

The end of the ...... No one answered.

He was so angry that he made a holy decree on the spot.

Send someone to send it to Xindi.

The day of the result.

This man was plotted out of the blue, and he was delayed on the road for some time.

By the time he arrived, Zhao Ben's head had just fallen less than a quarter of an hour.

The blood was still hot on the ground.

The people who were cut down with Zhao Ben were also thirty-six upstarts in the clan.

The crime is the same as Zhao Ben, disobeying military orders and causing the death of tens of thousands of comrades-in-arms, and he did not repent afterwards, and he also thought that he had made a great contribution.

The news was sent back to Jiangcheng.

It immediately caused a sensation in the entire court.

The Zhao clan was eager to eat its flesh raw.

Originally, the new land and new policies had already caused the Zhao family to lose a lot of benefits.

This time, Luo Yan's move caused the new talent of the sect to lose nearly one-third.

Who can withstand this?

In a fit of rage, they jointly asked Zhao Ji to recall Luo Yan.

This time the decree went well.

After Luo Yan received the holy decree, he immediately set off to return to the court.

However, with him returning to the court, there was also the Zhao army that participated in the battle of Yinshan.

And also......

The 100,000 troops who disappeared into thin air for several days in this world, but actually won the Battle of Dudu.

Including Zhao Ning, who had just made great achievements but was in a coma.

Just when the army triumphed.

It's twilight.

Countless eyes gathered at the gate of Jiangcheng.

Luo Yan turned a blind eye and entered the city with the most elite soldiers.

Without a half-minute rest, he went straight into the palace.

The elders of the Zhao family, as well as the Wei and Han families who wanted to arch the fire, went to the palace at the same time to meet them.

but ate Zhao Ji's closed door.

The reason given by Zhao Ji is very simple: Luo Yan has committed a serious crime, and the punishment he should receive will not be avoided by the court tomorrow. But at the same time, in the battle of Yinshan, Luo Yan has a great merit, and it is not appropriate to commend this merit to the guilty ministers. But if you don't commend it, you are afraid that it will chill the hearts of the soldiers, so the triumphant celebration banquet has to be eaten.

Everyone can only go home in a huff, waiting for tomorrow's court meeting.

Celebration feast.

The soldiers were also happy, and they didn't have too much opinion of Luo Yan because of his killing.

After the staggering.

It's a mess of cups and plates.

Zhao Ji ordered these soldiers to be sent back to their residences, but Luo Yan was left alone.

In front of the Chongli Palace.

One table.

Two chairs.

Two cups of tea.

The night wind is gusting.

A little bit of heat blew away.

Zhao Ji looked at his old buddy's rickety figure, couldn't help but feel sad, and raised the tea in the cup to salute: "Luo Xiang, hard work!" ”

Luo Yan trembled and picked up the cup and touched Zhao Ji, because his hand trembled too violently, half of a cup of tea was spilled on the placket of his clothes.

Just like the drink just now.

The smell of alcohol on the clothes, coupled with the sweat from the exhaustion of the journey, is really a little unpleasant.

He was a little annoyed: "Your Majesty is smiling! ”

"Alas!"

Zhao Ji sighed: "If you keep those hard blood, you still have many years to live, why are you so anxious!" ”

A smile appeared on Luo Yan's withered face: "Now that the Zhao clan is gaining momentum, it is even more imperative for the three families to divide Li, and now is the time to cut off Da Li's stubborn illness with one sword, and he can make immortal achievements at this time, and Luo Yan will die as he deserves!" ”

Zhao Ji understood in his heart.

Now, although the interests of the Zhao clan have been damaged and they have a lot of complaints about the imperial court, the direct hatred is still borne by Luo Yan.

The prestige of the king and the crown prince in the clan is still getting stronger and stronger.

Young people are in high spirits.

They all want to make a contribution.

Changping Hou has frequent faint moves.

The royal family is determined to make decisions.

Most of the young people in the clan have already turned to the royal family, even Zhao Ying's youngest son Zhao Kuo, just because the affairs of the clan are quite hesitant.

Of course.

There are still quite a few who have always adhered to the clan standard, and there is no shortage of radical moves.

This part is spiky.

Luo Yan cut off more than half of it with a single sword.

Zhao Ji sighed: "It's just that Luo Xiang is here, and there can be greater achievements!" ”

Luo Yan smiled and waved his hand: "Although the prince is young, he already has the appearance of a hero. Although the colt is casual, it also has a sincere heart. The young people of the Zhao family are strong, and the students of the school palace are even more open-minded.

In the future, there will be no shortage of talents in Dali's court!

The old minister was young and mediocre, and finally entered the court.

For the sake of flattery and power, he abandoned his wife and daughter.

Sleeps all night, exhaustively.

So many years......

Tired!

It's time to take a break.

When his wife left Jiangcheng, the old minister promised that when the prosperous era came, he would give his daughter an explanation.

It's just that the grudge is deep.

Except for this old life.

There is nothing more to explain.

The Hua Dynasty is almost in the year of its establishment, and he has lived in the shadow of Lao Chen's father for twenty-eight years, and he has been planted with demon seeds for me to teach demons.

If something happened to her before the heyday, how would the old minister explain to his wife?

Lao Chen is also a mortal in the flesh.

Please forgive me, Your Majesty! ”

"Alas!"

Zhao Ji sighed lightly: "Hua Chao, this girl is a good person, but her temperament is too stubborn, how can there be a perfect father in this world now?" ”

Luo Yan smiled: "But only a child like Hua Chao can live well, can it be said that the prosperous era has come!" ”

Zhao Ji thought for a moment and seemed to understand what the old man meant.

In troubled times, human life is like a mustard.

Everyone is born with it.

The two of them often talk about each other, and they naturally have heard of the daughter of this old friend, and often sigh that where does the concubine come from to be qualified to play sex?

But later, once Luo Yan arranged family affairs for Hua Chao and forcibly locked him in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Hua Chao directly chose to hang himself.

He understood.

There is nothing wrong with living according to your own beliefs.

Although she is a concubine, her mother is the original match, and her biological father has great ambitions and talents, but there is nowhere to show them.

Later, the Wei family jumped to the court.

The concubine becomes a concubine, and the original match becomes the outer room.

Don't say it's a woman.

Even if it's a man, how can he not hate?

If you can't live without your unkind and unloving biological father, then how can you talk about prosperity?

In the rule of the prosperous era, as long as the people abide by the law and be pragmatic, the world will have nothing to fear.

Hua Chao is law-abiding and pragmatic.

Why do outsiders need to impose their ideas on her?

Zhao Ji couldn't help but smile: "If Gu is a loving father, I'm afraid Ning'er will also be raised!" ”

"Your Majesty's contribution to His Highness is rare in the world. Hua Chao has no father since he was a child, how can he compare with His Royal Highness? ”

Luo Yan smiled bitterly, and took a sip of tea before he strengthened his spirits, and asked with a smile, "How is Your Highness?" ”

Zhao Ji sighed lightly: "This time I entered the 100,000 elite soldiers in the Dusk Capital, and only Ning Er and Da Ban'er were going around for the trick. commanded for several days without sleeping, and has been resisting the aftermath of the dusk, and under the exhaustion, he learned the bad news, even if he was alone, he couldn't stand it. The imperial doctor diagnosed that he would be in a coma for at least three days. ”

Luo Yan's heart tightened slightly: "That Mowgli, that kid ......"

Zhao Ji said in a deep voice: "The eldest companion has gone to find it, do your best, and listen to the destiny of heaven!" ”

Ji Yu is too calculating.

The end of the capital is extremely dangerous, if there is no battle of Yinshan Anyi, he can still send a master to protect the law.

Now there is only one person guarding Ying 13......

Difficult!

"Alas!"

Luo Yan stood up tremblingly: "This matter is beyond the reach of the old minister, I hope Your Majesty will bother more!" Lao Chen...... I'll quit first! ”

Zhao Ji retained: "After tomorrow's court meeting, it will be difficult for you and my monarchs and ministers to have the opportunity to taste this tea, won't you stay for a while?" ”

Luo Yan said apologetically: "The old minister wants to go home first to see the last thoughts of his deceased wife." ”

Under the cover of night.

An old man trembled and walked away.

Quite lonely in the moonlight.

……

Shangmo Bookstore.

The ledger is brightly lit.

Hua Chao was sitting in front of the bookcase, and there was a thick book spread out on the bookcase.

She is very diligent in handling the account books, so there is no accumulation of accounts, and it is not too late to deal with them in a few days.

But somehow.

She just wanted to get it done tonight.

It's just that he has a slender wolf hair in his hand, but he is restless, his head is chaotic, and he can't put pen to paper.

This situation.

It's been going on for days.

For some reason, she was particularly sensitive to all kinds of things that were easy to ignore before.

For example, Shangmo Book Company has begun to publish newspapers and periodicals, most of which are news about the war and construction of Xindi, which are pasted on the walls of the troubled world in the most easy-to-understand language, and interpreted by special scholars for the people to inspire the people.

In the past, she would only review the manuscript in a proper manner, and then submit it for publication after checking that it was correct.

But now, she often stares at some manuscripts in a daze.

A few days ago, there was an article written by a peasant student, writing about how much food rations the new land estimated how much grain production would cover the population, and that the tragedy of 20 years ago would definitely not occur in another famine year.

That year.

Originally, she was no longer impressed.

I still heard Ying Wuji say that Han Zhen killed tens of thousands of refugees in that year, and the retribution went to Brother Tizi, which directly caused Brother Tizi to abandon his body with kidney deficiency and become a spiritual cultivator.

But after reading this manuscript, for some reason, her memories of those years became extremely clear.

Dead person.

A lot of people starved to death.

And himself, under the protection of his mother, has never been hungry.

In the past, it was always said that the people were suffering, but in fact, it was just a vague impression.

Now, for some reason, it's become incredibly clear.

These days.

Hua Chao was a little dazed, feeling that the world seemed to be a little different from what he remembered.

She rubbed her head.

In recent days, information has been pouring in.

The battle of Yinshan was a great victory, and a city wall blocked hundreds of thousands of Di army and blessed more than 100,000 people in Xindi to live in peace.

The prime minister beheaded the generals and was attacked by the courtiers.

The crown prince Zhao Ninghui won a great victory, and was seriously injured and recuperating in a coma.

Ma Ying Wuji is looking for the secret of the dusk capital, and has been lost for many days.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Hua Chaochang exhaled several breaths, but it didn't relieve the suffocation in her chest, and the mixture of panic and shame made her almost breathless.

"Oooo

At this moment, a series of hurried footsteps sounded outside the door.

Hua Chao hurriedly got up: "Xiaoliu, how is the situation?" ”

Xiao Liu sighed: "Young Master Luo Ming said that it was not good! ”

Hua Chao clutched the clothes on his chest, looking a little worried: "This ......"

Xiaoyanagi couldn't help but ask, "Miss! If you're really worried, why don't you go to the Prime Minister's Mansion and see for yourself? ”

Hana took a step back, looking a little struggling.

She cares about it.

It's just that she feels that as a common person, she should care about the life and death of a generation of virtuous ministers.

But there were so many people that it wasn't her turn.

And that as a daughter?

But are those things that abandon wives and daughters fake?

"Miss, don't you want to go?"

"I ...... Think again! ”

"What about the horse?"

"Mowgli has news too?"

"Nope!"

Xiao Liu shook his head, his expression became a little strange, and there was sarcasm in his words: "I just think that the master is for the country and the people, but the young lady has always been concerned because of his personal virtues." The master of the horse pretends to be a young lady in his heart, but the young lady is thinking about the ridiculous 'dedication', I really don't understand! ”

Hua Chao suddenly raised his head, and his face turned pale.

She didn't know why Xiao Liu asked this question, and her voice trembled a little: "Luo Xiang is a virtuous minister, and Wuji is also a rare good man in the world, but I didn't deliberately hurt them!"

Am I wrong that I can't get along with my father who abandoned his wife and daughter as a daughter?

I couldn't accept sharing my husband with other women, but I didn't force Mowgli to leave other sweethearts.

Is it wrong for me to leave on my own and die alone? ”

"Oh?"

Xiao Yanagi's eyes were full of contempt and pity: "Miss is really a hypocritical waste!" ”

Hua Chao felt that he had received a heavy blow to his heart.

Look at Koyanagi's eyes that shimmer with a strange light.

Her consciousness blurred, her pupils dilated.

In a trance.

She seemed to see Koyanagi take out a picture scroll from her bosom.

And......

A pen!

I don't know when.

The door is closed.

There are even soundproofing notes attached.

Hua Chao looked at the weird smile on Xiao Yanagi's face, and a thought suddenly flashed in his heart, the reason why he is emotionally sensitive these days is mostly indirectly related to Xiao Yanagi.

This maid who has been by her side since she was a child.

There seems to be something quirky.

She hurriedly reached into her arms.

There is a wooden man who has been instructed by Ying Wuji before leaving, so that she must inject true qi to activate it when she encounters danger.

But now.

The true qi in her body has stopped listening to her call for some time.

"Click!"

There was a sharp pain in the wrist, which had been easily pinched off.

Xiao Yanagi held the wooden man, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Oh? And a windfall? ”

There was no hesitation.

She unfolded the scroll.

The pen in his hand poked at the center of Hua Chao's eyebrows mercilessly.

The moment the center of the eyebrows touched the ink, the expression on Hua Chao's face was completely frozen.

The flesh quickly collapsed and became a picture scroll.

……

The end of the twilight.

The battle broke out unexpectedly.

Danqing slapped the red dust and said with a hideous expression: "Little man, what are you crazy about?" ”

He glanced down.

There's already a fight down there.

Hongchen's subordinates are a little worse than themselves, after all, those who can be marked by Hongchen can't be much stronger even if they are stronger.

And his subordinates are living because of Danqing's soul, and the one who can be personally selected by him is a rare master in itself.

It was supposed to be a crushing existence.

But with the addition of the big killer of Ying Thirteen, the scene became very stale.

Damn it!

Ying Thirteen Heroes I, why did he capsize in the gutter of Hongchen?

Hongchen took a mouthful of bloody phlegm: "I hate it when people call me a little dwarf!" ”

As soon as he sprinkled it, more than 100 soybeans were sprinkled.

Nearly 100 bean soldiers appeared out of thin air.

Quickly formed a combined attack formation and attacked Danqing.

"Scattering beans into soldiers?"

Danqing was suddenly shocked: "How can you know Nangong Ling's magical powers, you have rebelled!" ”

Hongchen sneered: "You're going to welcome back your master, and you dare to say that I'm a traitor?" ”

Danqing wanted to say something, but he was already surrounded by a group of bean soldiers.

All of them are the cultivation of the three-grade spirit fetus.

And he is extremely good at the combined attack formation, which is also Nangong Ling's combined attack technique, and he can also use spells, even with his cultivation, he feels quite difficult.

Danqing is numb.

He didn't understand.

There are a lot of Enlightenment Realms under the sect master, but they are extremely loose within our sect, and most of the Enlightenment Realms are idle clouds and wild cranes, unless they encounter a major event and the sect leader personally contacts, they may appear, and there is no guarantee of loyalty.

Only himself and Hongchen are his henchmen.

The reason why the sect leader values the two of them is because the two spells of Hongchen and Danqing Soul can help him gather more strong men.

It's just that the two are also different.

Myself is for cooperation.

And Hongchen is a true believer, and he regards the sect leader's words and deeds as a guideline, otherwise he would not personally go out on the occasion of the grand meeting of a hundred schools.

Presumably, Hongchen has long known that the sect leader also has the identity of a side by side king.

Results......

Hongchen took refuge in Nangong Mausoleum?

Why?

Danqing couldn't figure it out.

But now is not the time for him to figure it out.

He only knew that he would be able to complete the Danqing Soul immediately, and then get the master's self pattern from the sect master, so that the master could return to the world.

Who stopped him.

He will kill whomever he wants!

The blade of the sword flies, full of anger.

Although his personal strength is not as good as Ying Thirteen, he is also a rare strong man, and he can't help it at all with his combined attack tactics!

The killing intent is unrestrained.

With each sword down, a bean soldier explodes.

With bursts of bean aroma permeating.

The bean-sprinkling army has been disintegrated.

I didn't think about it.

Hongchen took out another handful of soybeans.

Sprinkle firmly.

The combined strike formation was formed again.

Danqing frowned, glanced down, and immediately understood what they wanted to do, Hongchen Isaac beans trapped themselves, and a group of puppets below cooperated with Ying Thirteen to harvest their own masters.

It's hard to break!

Wrong!

Danqing fell into a bitter battle again, but he didn't want his plan to resurrect his master to be delayed, so he forcibly calmed himself down.

Hongchen learned to scatter beans into soldiers, which can be explained by taking refuge in Nangong Mausoleum.

But there's another problem that doesn't make sense.

These bean soldiers are not weak.

But the red dust sprinkled beans, and the spirit of itself was not reduced by half a point.

He didn't understand why Hongchen suddenly betrayed Nangong Ling.

Now it doesn't feel right.

Danqing slashed a bean soldier with a sword.

The Divine Consciousness quickly covered the entire space.

really found a person who obviously didn't do anything, but his spirit was consumed.

"Found you!"

As soon as his body turned, he immediately swooped down towards Ying Wuji.

"Fog grass! Broken! ”

Ying Wuji's heart was groaning, he didn't expect this thing to have a little brain on his body, and he actually found himself so quickly.

The sequelae of the Mirror Secret Technique are still on the body, no matter how strong the bloodline of the Celestial Race is, it will not be able to recover after all.

But now.

Everyone was caught in a vicious battle.

Danqing's subordinates realized that the Thirteenth Master was the biggest threat, and they were working together to surround and kill, although the Thirteenth Master was not in a desperate situation, he could not get out in a short time.

Hongchen's body is even more unbearable, and he doesn't even have the courage to fight against himself.

And he can't use him to block the knife.

Because as long as he dies, his chain of control will be broken, and all the puppets under Hongchen will be out of control, which will be an extremely terrifying thing.

"Damn!"

Ying Wuji took a sip: "Brother Tired! Let's rush! ”

You have to fight for your life.

And what is the purpose of cultivating hard recently, isn't it just to beat Danqing?

Although the evaluation of the thirteenth master is still worse than Danqing.

But at this juncture, can a man say no?

He raised his sword, and the corpses that fell in the chaos of the battle quickly turned into dry bones.

Flowers bloom instantly.

Directly absorb all the remnants of their vitality.

The injury was half healed, and he directly swung his sword and shook Danqing who swooped down.

The golden mangs of the emperor's body are sheng.

After the collision.

The two sides flew upside down like meteors.

Ying Wuji coughed up a mouthful of blood, only to feel that the river and sea were turning in his chest and abdomen.

It turned out to be good.

Danqing is also not lightly injured, he is a second-grade spirit fetus breakthrough in the fetal transformation realm, the weakest one is the physique, even if he enters the realm of soldiers, even if the swordsmanship is quite terrifying, he also has this shortcoming.

Hard shaking is his only way out.

He quickly stabilized the true qi in his body and rushed over again.

Danqing coughed up a mouthful of blood and greeted him with a cruel smile.

Sword moves are chaotic.

Both are masters with swords.

In just a few moments, hundreds of moves were dismantled from each other.

Ying Wuji has a slight advantage in sword moves, but his fighting style is extremely fierce, and several killing moves that want to fall into a disadvantage have been resolved by him by exchanging injuries for injuries.

Danqing couldn't stand it a little, and asked angrily: "For that ordinary and vulgar woman, you are worthy of this?" The so-called two saints of Li Guo, I can't see that! ”

He had a lot of questions on his mind.

But he only cared about this, and he didn't even want to ask how Hongchen was manipulated by Ying Wuji.

Ying Wuji spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm: "An ordinary and vulgar woman has never thought of harming anyone!" On the contrary, it is a person like you who is full of prosperous words, but you have harmed one after another!

I have never considered myself a saint!

All I know is that whoever needs an innocent person's life to pave for a good future, that person deserves to die!

You keep saying that only the predecessors of Tsing Yi are compassionate and compassionate, and they are the only true saints in the world, so you have to let her reappear in the world.

But what you do is the opposite of the predecessors in Tsing Yi.

Do you want a true saint?

What you want is nothing more than the sick attachment of the giant baby to the backer. ”

"Nonsense!"

Danqing was furious: "I'm obviously here to fulfill my master's last wish!" ”

Ying Wuji sneered: "You fart, do you smell it yourself?" ”

It is useless to say more.

The two of them fought together again.

Ying Wuji's idea is simple.

This kind of juncture.

You have to believe in the Thirteenth Master.

I believe that he can cooperate with Hongchen's subordinates and harvest all Danqing's subordinates.

Then he teamed up with himself to kill Danqing!

What you need to do.

It's just holding on here in Danqing.

But at this moment.

He suddenly felt his head dizzy, countless distracting thoughts poured out, and the influence of his own rules swelled to the maximum in an instant.

The sword move slowed for a moment.

You can only block in a hurry.

A heavy blow.

Ying Wuji squirted a mouthful of blood and flew straight down from the sky.

When he was about to fall to the ground, he was suddenly caught by a soft body.

Mi Xingli said anxiously: "Brother Ying, are you okay?" ”

"What's going on?"

Ying Wuji endured the severe pain and quickly glanced around.

The phantom of his own self is no longer on the futon, and he flies into the sky at some point, hiding in many rules.

Qi Xingli gritted his teeth and said: "When you lifted the sword just now, he ran away directly, probably because he thought that we were no match for Danqing and his gang!" ”

Ying Wuji observed it, and the self-phantom of the Thirteenth Master and Mi Xingli was also aggravated, but because of their strong will, the aggravation was relatively limited, but even so, it also limited the play of a lot of strength.

The thirteenth master's side is already very difficult.

He spat a mouthful: "It's worthy of being my own phantom, a chicken thief of the real mother!" ”

"When is it, don't forget narcissism!"

Mi Xingli hammered him on the shoulder: "But don't panic, I'll modify the laws of space to help you, you go get Danqing!" ”

Ying Wuji raised his sword and stood up: "Okay! ”

But at this moment.

A familiar voice rang out in the sky.

It's very similar to my own.

It's a phantom of one's own self.

"Danqing, Ying Wuji, we can talk about one thing!"

His voice was a little arrogant: "But before talking about things, you can feel a little, this space is being closed, this place does not belong to either of the two worlds, as long as it is closed, only the sect masters who have taught me for generations will have the secret method to enter and exit." ”

As soon as this remark came out.

The noisy sound of swords disappeared in an instant.

The scene became incredibly quiet.

Everyone looked up at the phantom of their own self, and their expressions were extremely gloomy.

Because the space is almost closed, it is.

Ying Wuji's expression also changed greatly.

That's what he felt.

This time the closure was complete.

He even felt that his connection with the incarnation of the wooden man was about to be severed.

The phantom of the self was a little proud: "Of course! Don't count on the Light Sword, the sword intent collected by the Light Array last time has been used up, and you can't make up a sword. You can count on the Light-Containing Sword Spirit to take the initiative to help, but it will take decades to make up the materials for the Light-Containing Array, and by then, the end of the Dusk may have been opened again. So...... Painting! ”

The voice of the phantom of the self was full of bewitchment: "Kill Ying Wuji, I will do my best to help you later!" As long as you kill Ying Wuji and destroy his sword spirit, I will pass on the secret method of entry and exit to you, what do you say? ”

Hear this.

Ying Wuji's face suddenly turned cold: "Oh? You're not going to work with me anymore? ”

The phantom of the self said angrily: "You have a bubble in your brain, and you still want to cooperate with me? Wait for death! Danqing, hurry up! ”

The corners of Danqing's mouth rose slightly: "Oh? Interesting! ”

(End of chapter)