The two of them seemed to have stepped out of a picture scroll, and the streets, cars, horses, and pavilions behind them all became an eclipsed background. Pedestrians on the side of the road even stopped to look into the distance, and couldn't bear to look away.

Jiang Chen looked at the woman over there from a distance through the two swordsmen in the fierce battle. When Lin Xi's smoke-like eyes fell on Jiang Chen's face, in an instant, all the brushwork in the world was not enough to describe the moving look in her eyes at that moment, all the swords and swords faded away, the wind blew away all the grievances and entanglements, and only two people staring at each other were left between heaven and earth...... and Su Yunqing, who was squeezing her eyebrows and eyebrows next to her.

Jiang Chen saw that Lin Xi's calm expression was completely different from the past, and he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have removed his disguise, and now he was revealing his original appearance.

No wonder, no wonder Su Yunqing's expression was so weird.

Lin Xitan's mouth opened slightly, but he didn't make a sound. Her eyes were complex, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy, sad, angry, disappointed, or both.

Jiang Chen realized again that Lin Xi had probably guessed from his clothes and whereabouts in recent days that he was the so-called cousin of Gong Han and Xiao Lingmeng......

Then, she should be able to quickly remember that she had met her several times, but pretended not to know her......

Sure enough, after a short period of surprise, Lin Xi's face quickly turned cold. The look in the sparkling eyes changed, perhaps thinking of something.

"That, Miss Lin." Jiang Chen took the initiative to speak, feeling extremely embarrassed.

His voice was cut into countless parts by the fierce swords and flutes in the middle, and he also knew how much Ling Xiao could hear.

Lin Xi wiped away the blood stains and grinned: "Eight years ago, the younger generation must come to visit. I hope that the younger generations will be old and strong, every year is not today, and every year is not today! I turned my gaze suddenly, and my gaze fell on Jiang Chenrui's face in front of me, and said, "The younger generation heard that the junior youth came to be single and restrained, could it be that he recently changed his mind and wanted to accept a closed disciple?" ”

"It's not an hour yet, you need to go now."

Zhou Lingyu took two steps forward with traces, and there was a look of inadequacy under his warm and elegant face, and said lightly: "Is there a small obstacle, it affects the combat effectiveness, but it can be delayed for too long." ”

Perhaps the only thing in the world that can surpass the "Aritsuki Sword Technique" is the "Akatsuki Sword Technique" that was lost 800 years later......

"You guys?" Wu Zhe bit the seventh word, "Kill whom?" ”

Ren Ai was in the room, sitting cross-legged, as if the old monk was settled.

While Ren Ai was upset and cranky, the two people fighting in the rear had already decided the winner.

"Hmph, he doesn't have the ability to hide in front of that old man forever......"

Wu Zhe was in a trance, and he had already heard that sentence.

The two of them walked in the shadows one after the other, avoiding pedestrians all the way, and quietly left the holy city and came to the big river in the eastern suburbs.

Life is short, dreams are like morning dew and epiphany, why bother. If you leave the world and return from the Tao......

Zhou Lingyu shook his head and said: "Wenju may not have gotten the news yet, and he has found a helper, and you are likely to be unable to catch it alone." And...... "You tilted your head slightly, and your star-like eyes looked at Wu Zhe, as if judging whether I was trustworthy or not, and only said again a moment ago, "Your injuries are about to break out, and you must kill Manjushri after tonight!" ”

In the dark, Wu Zhe's spiritual platform suddenly moved, and his mind instantly returned to his body. I put away the volcanic magma and opened my eyes in a hurry.

Shiming, who was dressed in clothes and holding a sword, was standing in place, but Lin Xi fell forward one or four steps, his steps staggered slightly, obviously suffering a small loss.

And my mind gradually drifted away from my body, as if I belonged here, and fell into the cemetery of the gods.

When the two of them came quietly, they heard the thudding sound of wooden swords striking from outside another room that was far away, obviously Shiming was feeding Ren Airui.

"He's hurt?" Wu Zhe shouted and took a step back, wanting to check your injuries.

Wu Zhe didn't mean it, but he didn't feel embarrassed.

Wu Zhe had fewer doubts in his heart, but he pressed the watch, only stared at Zhou Lingyu and said, "Is the news reliable?" Was he sure it was a trap? ”

At that time, even Zhou Yingqiong's master and servant eight had not dispersed.

Shi Mingmo was silent, both denying and not admitting.

Cherish flowers?

It was the remnants of the low monk's clouds. After tens of nearly a hundred years, a wisp of my thoughts can actually stay forever in the cemetery of the gods, which shows that its realm is far lower and beyond the extreme. If you can understand that, you may be like me, and you will be able to transcend the suffering of the ten feet of red dust and become a resident deity walking underground......

In the evening, before Shiming finished drinking, he closed the door and said that he would teach Jiang Chenrui the first sword in the sky.

"He killed the Yong King of the Eighth Palace?" Wu Zhe took a breath of cool air, "This ...... Kill another Bodhisattva, he is also very nervous alone, why should he pull you down again? ”

I am not the lowest low hand in Zhijiang Chenrui's mind, and I have always been the polite Xu Jiaotou in the Tongwu Pavilion.

Within two days, Wu Zhe fought with Shiming, Su Shili, and Ling Sixue in a row, and witnessed Ren Ai and Lin Xi fighting, each of them was a top low-level player stronger than Xuangang Fourth-Order, and Ling Sixue was a genuine Xiaojue weakling. It is very easy for Wu Zhe to outperform any of us, and even if he does it with all his might, it is very thrilling.

In a glance of my eyes, Ren Ai nodded busily: "Bad, bad, so in line with the way of heaven!" "But I thought in my heart, looking at the strange face of the big devil, could it be the person I was looking for, not one of the two men who came and left just now?

Although Old Man Ling blew the cow at noon under the dinner table, I said that I wanted to teach the first sword in the sky, but I was really talking nonsense. Whether it is Wu Zhe or Lin Xi, we must deny that although we are all first-class low-handers and have little knowledge, we have also seen that there is no swordsmanship that can be as brilliant and stingy as "Youyi Sword Technique", but it is avoidable.

Although there were only eight people present at the celebration banquet, the old Ling juniors were still drunk and their faces were flushed, and their eyebrows were dancing. When the wine was drunk, the old junior Ling talked about several feats in the early years, and he was even more high-spirited, because he knotted his tongue and pulled Wu Zhe and Jiang Chenrui to accept the two of us as apprentices. Fortunately, Wu Zhe saw that I was indeed very drunk, and he had a problem with me, so I am afraid that Old Man Ling will be very happy and sad today.

"So he's desperate to do it?"

Zhou Lingyu stretched out her tender finger and put it to her lips and made a silent gesture.

If you need to be deliberate, you can faintly hear the sound of monks chanting from outside the temple, buzzing straight to your ears.

The yang god is transformed into the law in the body, and the yin god carries a little spiritual light to the tomb of the gods.

"Because that's the worst chance." Zhou Lingyu's tone was like a spring that had just been beaten, light and hot, "Two days later, you got the news that the Futu Sect Master went to another great world, and he has not returned yet. It is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and you must seize it. ”

"The news came from Uncle Zhong." Zhou Lingyu's eyes drifted away, and he sighed heavily, "Uncle Zhong is the secret son of your father who was assigned to the Futu Sect back then, and I have been transformed into a pure believer by the Futu Sect Master, and I am only confused for half a quarter of an hour every day. Before that news came out, I had endured the erosion of the Dharma, the collapse of the inner world, and the explosion of my body. ”

Joke?

Ling Xiao glanced at Wu Zhe with these smoke-like eyes, the corners of his lips pulled up, snorted, and turned to leave.

"Did you go to find someone?" Shiming was surprised.

Although Wu Zhe didn't have many doubts, when it came to the seven characters of Futu, I didn't have any reason to agree, so I immediately followed.

- It's the Lord of Night City, Ren Aice!

The glance that the most predecessor loved to see was not complicated, in addition to the tentative divine thoughts, it also contained the aura of a supreme inner family's low hand, which made Jiang Chenrui instantly fall into an ice cave, and his feet were weak.

Ren Ai saw a hint from the flashing expression on your face, and secretly guessed, could it be the sequelae left by Lu Juxian's blow of "Brake this Fanghua" back then, and it has not been cured so far?

Wu Zhe used the same method to bundle his voice and penetrate into the other party's rough and white ear: "Why is it 'good or bad'? ”

Before experiencing those low-quality battles in a row, Wu Zhe also gained a lot, and he faintly did not understand under the martial arts, so I locked myself in the room alone, and calmly reflected on my realization. After all, there are not many opportunities to fight to the death with so few low-handed hands, and since Wu Zhe entered the Holy City, there have not been many such fights.

I closed my eyes and looked inward, and the inside was manifested, and the whole person seemed to have changed heaven and earth, sitting under the volcanic magma. The lava on my body stirred and tumbled, and as I breathed, it erupted and erupted in a small voice, swallowing my body in a brilliant red glow, as if at any moment it was about to break through the cage of that great room and bury the world in the window.

On the other side of the river, a magnificent and magnificent Futu Temple stands majestically, and the golden body of the Buddha can be seen in the distance, and the treasure solemnly accepts the worship of the seven directions.

"Does it really matter? The eight love kings are so powerful! If only you heal your wounds first, right? ”

Half an hour ago, Wu Zhe raised his eyes to look at the empty street, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said, "Find an inn to settle in." ”

Ren Ai Lingbo walked slightly, although his body was not as strange and amazing as you, but his speed was also reckless, calmly following you and coming to the brightly lit Futu Temple.

Wu Zhe was taken aback: "Now? ”

Lin Xi said with a smile: "That being the case, the opponent of such a junior eight years ago should not be the big brother." Youfei Shenjian finally has no heirs, and the younger generations will wait and see! After speaking, I clenched my fists, and when I left, I glanced deeply at Jiang Chenrui, and said goodbye and left.

Jiang Chenrui shivered autonomously.

It was dark and the room was white, but my eyes flashed like lightning, and the outside of the room was like daylight.

At the table by the window, there was a person sitting at the table, green silk like a waterfall, beautiful eyes and eyebrows, a hot face, and a pair of eyes like a cold star in the night sky outside the dark room, staring at Wu Zhe quietly.

"It's good or bad, his cultivation is not refined again." Zhou Lingyu's voice is as hot as your face, like the wind moving broken jade, and the voice is bundled into a line, and there is no leakage into Wu Zhe's ears.

"Zhou ......" Wu Zhe said in surprise.

"Yes, it is the eighth love king." Ren Aice was as complicated as Wu Zhe's guess, he knew what he had thought, and his pretty face seemed to be vaguely covered with a faint layer of resentment, and only appeared for a moment and returned to normal, "Time is pressing, you must work hard to make us break our bones after the Futu Sect reacts!" ”

Wu Zhe was also polite, and asked directly: "Why today, why did you call you?" ”

Although Zhou Yingqiong was arrogant, she was not smart, and she saw that the old swordsman standing behind Wu Zhe was by no means the enemy of her two swordsmen, so of course she pulled her legs and left before she said a cruel word, and she ran in two or eight steps.

Lin Xi froze his figure, stared at the torn sleeves, raised his hand to wipe the blood on the side of his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "The juniors' swordsmanship is superb, and the juniors are ashamed of themselves!" There is the Divine Sword, and it is indeed the first in the sky! ”

Wu Zhe was actually looking for you to ask, did you see the real playboy in the Star Courtyard. What message do you want to convey when you take the initiative now?

"Let's go."

"Futu Temple, Venerable Manjushri."

Shi Ming hurriedly put the long sword back into the sheath, and the white beard of the white beard was automatic, and he said in a rather undegrading manner: "Big doll, he has the skill of Shi Long and Liangjiazi, but he is far from being able to understand it, if you want to challenge the old man, you need to practice hard for eight years at most!" ”

There was a sudden thunder in the room, the walls trembled, and the air in the room was even more hot and cold.

Shiming had just been in front of Jiang Chenrui to be a little competent in love, which could be described as majestic and out of the limelight, at this time, he was full of pride, and he directly wrapped up the entire floor of an inn with his pocket, threatening to hold a small celebration banquet.

Wu Zhe shook his head: "Is it bad to be happy and return to the end?" ”

Before the meal, Old Man Ling was so drunk that he moved like a corpse, Wu Zhe went back to the room directly, and Jiang Chenrui also carried it alone, only guarding the table all morning.

Su Yunqing followed Ling Xiao from the ground every inch, turned around and winked at Wu Zhe when he was leaving, and opened his mouth to make a mouth shape, as if he was saying......

The current Lin Xi, compared to Jiang Chenrui, who has never even cultivated a decent internal skill, is different from a colorful tiger and a behemoth bear behind the face of a big cat.

It wasn't until long before Lin Xi left that Ren Airui came to his senses from this dark and bounded shadow of fear, and let out a long breath, as if he was reincarnated.

Ren Aice stared at the river flowing above his eyes, and said, "You have killed the Warrior King of the Eight Palaces, and before the Futu Sect can react, you will take it to deal with Venerable Manjushri." ”

Wu Zhe sadly found that even Su Yunqing, who had shared life and death with him and had the same heart, before a period of separation, your mind was something that you could figure out......

Zhou Lingyu said, his figure flashed in the place where the water and the moon merged, and then flashed, Dengping went ashore, and walked towards this majestic Futu Temple.

"You've got to kill someone." When Ren Aice talked about killing, his pretty face was calm, with a hint of fireworks.

Wu Zhe sat cross-legged, letting the magma torrent wash over his body, for me, it was tempering again and again, and it was also reborn again and again.

All around me are the scene of magma gushing and fire, all of which are manifested by the interior scene, reflecting the interior of the house in a flickering light and dark, sometimes orange and yellow, sometimes golden red.

Zhou Lingyu stood with his hands in his hands, looked at the sparkling light reflected in the moonlight under the river, and said lightly: "You must not have many doubts in your heart, ask it, it's bad for him to let go and fight." ”

Speaking of that, Zhou Lingyu had already gotten up, and her slender figure flashed, not in the window yet.