Probably the one who is close to Zhu is red and the one who is close to ink is black, and he was infected by Lin Ming. Therefore, Bai Wuchang not only did not stabilize, but the anger in her chest was depressed but there was nowhere to vent, which made her blood surge, and she couldn't control it all of a sudden, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person instantly weakened a lot.

"Oh, you, how old are you, you don't have the ability to resist pressure at all, it's a miracle that you can survive until now. And don't you look in the mirror, you really think that a handsome boy like me will have thoughts about you, it's really shameless, people, you have to be self-aware. Jin Ming saw that Bai Wuchang was so angry with himself that he vomited blood, and said this again.

If Lin Ming didn't know that his body was not dominated by himself now, he would really feel that this was him, so he felt that Jin Crow must be this virtue, and he must have been influenced by Jin Crow's bloodline, fortunately, Jin Ming didn't know what Lin Ming thought, otherwise he would have burned him alive with the true fire of the sun.

When Bai Wuchang heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he was also very angry. But after thinking about it carefully, I feel that it is not right, why do I have such a girlish mood. Cultivating the Phantom Sword Technique has already made her pure and despairing. But tonight, she was so emotionally fluctuating by these words, it didn't look like her usual at all, what went wrong.

"Anyway, your exercise is not bad, but ...... It's a pity, it's a pity. Jin Ming saw Bai Wuchang's inner thoughts at a glance, and he didn't break it, but said such a vague sentence, which made Bai Wuchang's heart itch.

"It's a pity, my 'Phantom Sword Technique' is a peerless and powerful technique, how can you be allowed to talk nonsense. Bai Wuchang said angrily, in her heart, the status of this "Phantom Sword Technique" is extremely high, even if Jin Ming, who had ravaged it just now, has a negative evaluation of it, in her opinion, it is not good.

"Strong is powerful, but it's a pity, it's a pity, it seems to be a broken exercise. If you don't have a complete one, I'm afraid that after practicing for a long time, you will be delirious and go crazy. You've been able to practice so far, and you're amazing, but how long can you keep going? ”

Jin Ming's every sentence hit Bai Wuchang's heart, what kind of person is he, he knows so much about his own exercises, and most people feel that it is a very cruel thing to cultivate the true yuan as a weapon, because the true yuan is the foundation of the human body, just like the soul of the human yuan, and the pain he endures when he uses it as a weapon to cultivate day and night can also be said to be extremely terrible. This is also the reason why it is easy to go mad when cultivating the "Phantom Sword Technique", even if you can bear it once or twice, the final result can only be to go mad and die after all.

And Bai Wuchang has been invading the "Phantom Sword Technique" for a long time, as early as a long time ago, after she relied on the "Phantom Sword Technique" to break through the Casting Vein Realm, she had already understood that the "Phantom Sword Technique" she got was incomplete, and there should be a meditation method that could reduce the pain, but she didn't know where it was.

"Do you know which part of my Phantom Sword Technique is missing?" Bai Wuchang looked at Jin Ming with hope in his eyes.

"Surrender to me, follow me. I'm going to give you that idea, and I'm going to give you more, to make you stronger. ”

"How can I trust you. Bai Wuchang was silent.

"I don't care to lie to you yet. ”

......

Linjiang Town, Yuelai Inn, door.

A middle-aged man in a gorgeous dress knelt in front of Bo Qingya with a begging face, his head was like pounding garlic, and he kept kowtowing to Bo Qingya, as if begging for forgiveness.

But looking at Bo Qingya's expression, he was indifferent and indifferent. In her opinion, the person in front of her made her sweetheart not know whether he lived or died, he deserved to die a thousand times, and it was not even enough to wash away his sins.

Even in Bo Qingya's opinion, Zhao Longji can do such a thing, then this middle-aged man who is the patriarch of the three major families in Linjiang Town with Zhao Longji is definitely not a good thing.

The truth was indeed as Bo Qingya thought, before the arrival of the Tianming Sect. The three major families can be said to do whatever they want in this small Linjiang Town, and what they do to the common people can be said to be full of evil and outrageous.

Long Zeyuan and Liao Jiajia have a deep understanding of this, after all, the two of them are from Linjiang Town. And they have also been abused by Zhao Longji and others.

The more she thought about it, the more angry Bo Qingya became. looked at the head of the Guo family who was bowing his head in front of him, constantly kowtowing like pounding garlic, trying to move himself with a bitter trick, trying to get a trace of life that did not exist. Suddenly anger rose from his heart, and he no longer wanted to suppress the anger in his heart, so he raised his foot and kicked it in the face of the head of the Guo family.

Poor Guo family head, originally a condensed four-fold character, can also be mixed in this mundane world. It's a pity that who let him provoke people who shouldn't be provoked and participate in things that shouldn't be attended. It is precisely because of this that in the face of this kick, the head of the Guo family did not dodge, and he did not even dare to use the true yuan to resist.

So, he was tragic. This Bo Qing Aya is the Tianjiao figure of Bo Mingzong's eightfold condensation, and he kicked out angrily, although he did not use the true yuan, but it was enough for the head of the Guo family to drink a pot. I saw the head of the Guo family scream miserably, and his body flew out a few feet away. When it landed, the face was in close contact with the ground and rubbed for a short distance.

When he raised his head, he could see that his face was already bloody and fleshy, and a few front teeth had been lost, which was indescribably funny, but with that bloody face, it would only make people feel pathetic.

"If it is a wretched man, there must be something to hate. There was a sound not far away, from far to near, a figure gradually solidified in the night, but it was Lin Ming, who had returned, only to hear him chuckling, and then said, "Don't pretend to be pitiful here, when you raise the butcher's knife, you should know that you will die under the butcher's knife." Your original atrocities doomed you to no forgiveness. Go back, it's useless here, go back and wait for the judgment of the Bo Ming Sect. ”

When Bo Qingya heard the first sentence, her whole body trembled, this voice was really too familiar to her. Although they haven't been separated for a long time at this time, Lin Ming's life and death are not known, which really makes her worried. At this moment, seeing Lin Ming returning safely, he couldn't bear it anymore, his beautiful eyes were full of tears, and he trotted all the way, like a milk swallow throwing half of Lin Ming, rushing into Lin Ming's arms.

"Dead badass, you're finally back. Bo Qingyan hugged Lin Ming tightly, her words were crying, and her convex graceful figure rubbed against Lin Ming's body, making Lin Ming feel unbearable.

"Okay, okay, okay, don't stay here, be careful of catching a cold, let's go inside." Lin Ming comforted gently.