In summer, the cicadas are chirping and hissing, and the heat between the sky and the earth is pervasive, which is annoying.

At this moment, the Tianyang Sect.

The demon boy reached out and pushed open the window, letting the breeze that was not too hot mixed with fresh air blow in.

The breeze is like a lover's hand, gently brushing the stunning face of the demon boy, cool and gentle.

Feeling that touch of comfort, the demon boy squinted his eyes a little comfortably.

It's been twenty-one days since I returned from Sword Forge Villa.

For the past twenty-one days, it has been almost a flash for her.

The Finger King was re-closed.

Hong'er's little girl, under the arrangement of the elder, began to read and write, as well as practice martial arts.

In the face of the classes that are full every day, the little girl is not a little boring.

Recalling the little stubbornness on Hong'er's pretty and small face, the demon boy's heart couldn't help but feel a little more distressed.

If she had been born in a common family, she would have been a carefree child.

What happened in July changed some people, but it didn't seem to change anything.

The demon boy sat in front of the window, and the characters he had seen kept coming to his mind.

Lin Chongxiao, who was once a humble gentleman, should have been the most eye-catching existence of this generation.

But the appearance of the two saint disciples, Wuji Sheng and Mad Xiaosheng, made him suffer a lot of blows.

Despite this, on the day when the Sword Casting Villa burned down, he did not lose the righteousness in his heart, and in the midst of the flames, he rescued one disciple after another of the Sword Casting Villa.

So much so that his fair and handsome face was finally burned by the flames and covered with countless scars.

Of course, if it's just like this, it won't make this Tianjiao of West Beppu completely crazy.

That night in the Sword Casting Villa, Lin Chongxiao did not rescue his beloved woman.

And his young heart died that night.

Thinking of the girl who laughed like a silver bell, the demon boy couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart.

Even though the rivers and lakes are ruthless, people should be affectionate.

But it's more of a last resort.

The demon boy chuckled, feeling that he seemed to be a little sentimental.

Then, there was the disciple of that saint, Wujisheng.

The young Wang Jing, the genius of kendo, and a handsome face.

He is the pride of the sky and should be supported by all people.

But the demon boy just can't like this person.

His temperament is too arrogant.

Perhaps in his opinion, every word he said was just a statement of facts, but it still made the demon prince feel harsh.

"What becomes a saint, keep Tianyang I safe. ”

Recalling Wuji's calm face, the demon boy felt a little resentful in his heart.

But under the resentment, more is still helpless.

Not because of Wujisheng's strength, but the one behind him.

From ancient times to the present, there are only a few young saints, the son of the sword.

If it weren't for Don Juan's help, maybe he would really have to marry him.

As for, Don Juan......

Thinking of the young man with a strange temperament, the corners of the demon boy's mouth curved into a good-looking arc.

Obviously, he didn't even dare to touch himself, but in the face of the emperor-level master, he always seemed indifferent.

obviously claims that he is a mouse mixed into the rivers and lakes, but his out-of-the-box temperament, where is he like a mouse hiding in the shadows?

Obviously I should hate him...... But why......

Thinking of Don Juan's gentle smiling face, the fair-skinned pretty face of the demon boy was quietly dyed with a touch of red.

"What a bad guy. ”

The demon boy scolded lightly, but then, she couldn't help but laugh again.

The wind blew in gently, blowing the wind chimes on the window, blowing off the rice paper on the table, and blowing the green silk in front of the forehead of the demon boy.

It also quietly blew into her heart.

Don Juan, I don't know what you're doing now?

The demon boy buried his head in the crook of his arm and thought quietly.

......

At the same time, in a forest on the outskirts of Linjiang City.

"No, my clothes were torn open by true qi, it's really not what you think. ”

Wang Kou clutched his round belly and kept explaining to Don Juan.

"Okay, okay, I know, you've said it many times along the way. ”

Tang Juan waved his hand helplessly, trying to stop Wang Kouqi from continuing to explain.

"No, at that time, I had a feeling in my heart, broke through to the Emperor Realm, and then suddenly I didn't control the sudden rise of true qi in my body, and it became like this. ”

Seeing that Tang Juan didn't seem to want to deal with himself, Wang Kouqi still said a little unyieldingly.

"You've said it almost a hundred times along the way, and I didn't disbelieve you from the beginning. ”

Don Juan reached out and touched his ear, and he said with a wry smile.

"That son, why are you still so weird when you look at me. ”

Wang Kou begged to look at Don Juan, and he said with some grievances.

Hearing Wang Kou's words, Tang Juan was suddenly stunned, and then said with a smile: "I'm just looking at your cultivation of immovable qi." ”

"Don't move?" Hearing Don Juan's words, Wang Kouqi was also stunned, only to see him look down at himself, out of his round white belly, and no longer see anything abnormal.

"I didn't turn on my breath. Wang Kouqi said as he reached out to hold his stomach, and then shook it slightly.

“......”

Seeing Wang Kouqi's funny appearance, Don Juan didn't speak, and raised his hand and slapped him on the stomach.

Just listening to the sound of "pop!", the layers of fat felt the impact of the outside world, and suddenly shook like ripples.

"Childe, what are you doing?" Seeing that Tang Juan suddenly slapped himself, although it didn't hurt much, Wang Kouqi's eyes couldn't help but be a little scared.

After all, he is the only one who has seen the horror of the young man in front of him after he fell into the devil.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Don Juan looked at Wang Kouqi's belly and asked thoughtfully.

"It's ok, it's comfortable. ”

Wang Kou sighed, and then he also reached out and patted his belly.

"The palm I just used the power of the early stage of the King Realm. ”

Seeing that Wang Kouqi's reaction was flat, Don Juan exhaled lightly and said with a smile.

"Childe, I don't brag with you about the fat man, don't say it's the king realm, even if it's the emperor realm, the emperor realm, the fat man can resist it. ”

After this demon incident, Wang Kouqi was completely familiar with Don Juan, and when he spoke at the moment, he was a little open-mouthed.

"Really?" Hearing Wang Fatzi's words, Don Juan's eyes lit up, and then he looked at Wang Kouqi's gaze, a little more fresh.

"Uh...... I guess so...... But don't really try, Childe. ”

Sensing the eagerness in Tang Juan's eyes, Wang Kouqi subconsciously covered his stomach with his hand and stumbled.

Don Juan smiled: "It's okay, I just found that your immovable spirit is a little different from mine." ”

As Tang Juan spoke, he saw a burst of true qi surging out of his body, turning into a golden wall in front of him.

"It's not me blowing with you, Childe, this is not moving, I am the only family in this world, there is no semicolon. ”

It didn't seem to have noticed the deep meaning of Don Juan's words, but he saw Wang Kouqi closing his eyes and saying a little proudly.

And in the next moment, he only felt that a powerful true qi fluctuation suddenly came from beside him, and Wang Kouqi subconsciously turned his head to look.

Looking at the golden wall in front of Tang Juan, Wang Kouqi's eyes became ordinary at that moment.

"it!"

Rao is Wang Kou beggar boasted of his elegance in his life, and when he saw this scene, he became a little abnormal.

"This ...... This is...... Don't move?"

Wang Kouqi pointed his fingers as thick as small turnips at the high wall in front of Don Juan, and then said in disbelief.

Tang Juan looked at Wang Kouqi, and he suddenly said a little strangely: "No, this is the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Heaven and Earth Creation and Body Protection Divine Skill. ”

"Huh?" Hearing Tang Juan's words, Wang Kouqi didn't react at once, and asked a little sneeringly: "Is there still such an exercise in the world?"

"No, I lied to you. ”

Don Juan smiled and said.

"Lying ......"

Wang Kouqi just wanted to speak, but at the next glance, he saw Don Juan's somewhat playful smiling face, Wang Kouqi was shocked, and ate the rest of the words into his stomach.

Seeing Wang Kouqi's somewhat helpless expression, Don Juan just smiled lightly, and then said, "Release your anger and I'll take a look." ”

"Good. Wang Kouqi nodded, only to see his body shake slightly, and then a golden mountain peak with a height of a thousand zhang appeared between heaven and earth.

“......”

Don Juan looked at the high wall in front of him, then looked up at the towering golden peak, only to see him nod, and then waved his hand.

Wang Kouqi only saw the golden wall in front of Don Juan suddenly dissipate, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden peak.

"Fudo Mountain!"

Seeing the golden mountain in front of Don Juan, Wang Kou couldn't help but shout.

"Childe has also practiced Fudo Mountain!"

Wang Kouqi suddenly had some sighs in his heart, but as the mountain peak fell, Wang Kouqi suddenly noticed a trace of strangeness.

Don Juan's immovable mountain, compared to Wangkouqi's one, is really small and pitiful, and even a little cute.

Even if it fell on Don Juan, it was very reluctant to envelop Don Juan.

It's not so much a movable mountain as it is an immovable hill.

Look at Don Juan in the mountain bag, the original immaculate son, at the moment under the mountain bag, he is full of honesty.

Wang Kou opened his mouth, but still did not say a word.

"Hehe, it seems a little small. ”

Looking at the golden light in front of him, Tang Juan also smiled helplessly.

This is a bit small, thanks to the fact that you are thin, if my king fat man goes in, he can't even cover his stomach.

Of course, Wang Kouqi can only think about it like this, but he really doesn't dare to say it.

"You punch me. ”

Tang Juan looked at the golden mountain bag in front of him, and suddenly said to Wang Kouqi.

"Good. ”

Hearing Gongzi's order, although Wang Kouqi had doubts in his heart, he still recruited it.

I saw Wang Kouqi's fists clenched, and I saw a golden qi burning from Wang Kouqi's right fist like a flame.

"Drink!"

Wang Kouqi waved his big arm, and his right fist smashed into the mountain bag in front of Tang Juan with countless golden lights.

For a while, Wang Kouqi only felt that there was a sudden burst of pain on his right fist, and Wang Kouqi was shocked when he looked at the golden mountain bag that did not move in front of him.

"Not enough strength!

Looking at the motionless Wang Kouqi, Don Juan said loudly.

"Childe, be careful. ”

Hearing Tang Juan's words, the unconvinced energy in Wang Kouqi's heart also surged out, only to see his body shake, and the golden peak above his head shone for a while.

"Fall!"

Wang Kou gritted his teeth. The Qianzhang mountain peak above his head had slowly descended towards Don Juan.

Watching the majestic mountain fall towards him, Don Juan only smiled slightly, and then raised his head.

At this moment, the Qianzhang mountain peak is like the hand of the gods, and it is about to flatten the small protruding mountain.