Nanyu Zhenjun, who was visiting Shilou in the dungeon, was suddenly summoned, and his face changed suddenly.

If you don't want to think about it, tear the space, and you have to teleport to Shi Xian's side.

Bian Huai also seemed to feel the fluctuation of a spatial force.

Although his current cultivation is not low, he can't compete with Yuan Ying for the time being.

So throw a scroll out of the sleeve.

The power of the rich space rushed to his face, and a giant vortex suddenly appeared on the originally ordinary drawing paper.

Carrying the sleeping Wind Rou in one hand, and Shi Xian, who has temporarily lost his attack power in the other hand, threw it to the scroll without hesitation.

Feeling Nanyu Zhenjun's breath getting closer and closer, Bian Huai suddenly turned around at the moment when he was about to step into the scroll.

Seeing the heartless lying on the ground and almost having his throat bone broken.

Wuxin's face was wooden, and he couldn't see a trace of expression, but his eyes still showed a little vigilance.

At the beginning, after Bian Huai had a practice, he encountered a sudden appearance of Wuxin.

With Bian Huai's nature and means, he will naturally not leave any trouble for himself.

I wanted to make her disappear directly, but I didn't want to accidentally learn about the relationship between Wuxin and Shi Xian, so it was difficult to start directly, for fear of exposing my traces in advance.

After a few temptations, he made sure that Wuxin didn't know anything and didn't threaten him, so he put her aside for the time being.

I never thought that today she would suddenly break into his enchantment with Shi Xian, and almost ruined his plan.

Bian Huai didn't think about it, the hand hidden under the sleeve was slender and white, and with a turn of his heart, a short arrow that made Wuxin feel a little familiar suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

Wuxin suddenly remembered where he had seen this short arrow, and his pupils shrank instantly!

But the strong coercion on Bian Huai's body shrouded her, and the absolute crushing of her strength made her unable to move half a point.

I just watched Bian Huai flick it lightly, and the short arrow didn't even make a sound, cutting through the void, as fast as lightning, directly penetrating Wuxin's heart.

A line of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, and his body tilted down weakly. A pair of dead eyes, wide open.

Sensing the complete disappearance of the unintentional aura, the corners of Bian Huai's mouth hooked a satisfied smile, matched with his handsome and elegant facial features, indescribably gentle and handsome, but there was a bit of wanton evil spirit.

The whole process happened so fast that it was just a matter of an eye.

A moment before Nanyu Zhenjun arrived, Bian Huai just disappeared in front of him.

Because the space scroll he used was as high as the eighth order, there was hardly much spatial power left in place, so that although Nanyu Zhenjun felt the remnants of the weak spatial power, he didn't think about the spatial scroll for a while.

After all, there is not much research on the power of space and time in the Dingyuan Realm, and high-level array mages may be able to make various killing arrays, but it is difficult to make high-level space scrolls.

Because this requires a very high degree of control over the power of space.

For example, the seven-rank space scroll of Green Willow is extremely rare in the Dingyuan Realm.

Eight products are only in the hands of some Mahayana old monsters, maybe they have it.

As soon as Nanyu Zhenjun appeared in Fengrou's room, his eyes were first attracted by the corpse of Wuxin.

At the moment when Shi Xian activated the Divine Soul Prohibition, Nanyu Zhenjun knew that the situation must be bad.

He could guess how fierce the battlefield was, but he didn't expect the atmosphere to be so eerie.

The whole room was quiet.

The little bit of spatial power that was left just now had almost dissipated, and only Wuxin's big black and white eyes stared at a certain place, as if he was silently accusing him, as if he wanted to tell Nanyu Zhenjun something.

And Shi Xian, who summoned him, was gone.

Including the opponents who should have existed, all disappeared.

Nanyu Zhenjun naturally didn't know that this was Fengrou's room.

He could only tell from the residual breath in the room, there were three unfamiliar breaths here in addition to Shi Xian.

One is the dead Heartless, and the other two should be related to the murderer.

Just as he was about to take a closer look at the situation, Nanyu Zhenjun's eyes inadvertently swept over the short arrow that had taken Wuxin's life.

His eyes shrank.

Is that...... Idle Hidden Arrow?!

There were several possibilities that slipped through his mind, and Nanyu Zhenjun didn't think about it, so he strode forward directly, put the unintentional corpse into the storage space, and pulled out the short arrow by the way.

With a touch of one hand, the short arrow instantly turned into powder.

Nanyu Zhenjun walked out of the room as usual.

He is not the same as Beishuang Zhenjun.

If the Northern Frost True Monarch appeared here today, he would definitely not do anything to destroy the corpse. Instead, they will find the True Monarch of Aquila and find out the truth of everything.

Because in the heart of Beishuang Zhenjun, apprentices are very important, but the rules of the sect are also very important.

The Northern Frost True Monarch has the strong maintenance and respect for the sect that the Southern Jade True Monarch does not have.

Compared with Nanyu Zhenjun, he is too stubborn and rigid.

Stepping out of the door, Nanyu Zhenjun knew where this was.

The boundaries of Wudan Peak, he knew everything very well.

Think of the disciples of the Luoshui Sect that Shi Xian once inadvertently mentioned. Nanyu Zhenjun frowned.

The last breath was most likely from the Luoshui Sect's disciple named Feng Rou.

A jade plaque suddenly appeared in his hand, and the aura of leisure on it was strong.

This is Shi Xian's natal jade card, and it was also made by Nanyu Zhenjun after soliciting Shi Xian's opinion after experiencing Xie Zheng.

In order to wait for today's such a thing to happen, Nanyu Zhenjun can cast a spell in time to find time.

A large spatial array suddenly emerged from the ground.

The pale golden veins are matched with white light, and a majestic aura is infused into it.

Shi Xian's natal jade plate began to glow faintly.

The originally clear and cloudless sky was suddenly covered with a gray curtain.

A twinkling silver star flickered brightly, standing out in the gray sky.

As if sensing the call of the formation, the silver point of light began to work hard to absorb the power transmitted by the formation, and then refracted a burst of light and shot towards a certain place.

Nanyu Zhenjun didn't pause, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When he reappeared, he suddenly reached the abyss of the fallen demons.

Seeing the familiar aura and scenes around him, Nanyu Zhenjun felt more and more that something was wrong.

Who was it that could take Shi Xian to the abyss of the Fallen Demon Thousands of miles away in a short period of time, without attracting the attention of other monks sitting on the ruins of the ancient battlefield?

Feng Rou had a dream.

In her dreams, Bian Huai, who had always been as gentle as jade, smiled at her gently.

The clear facial features, the fairy-like temperament, and the gentleness of the corners of the mouth like water are about to drown the wind and softness.

It was a smile that haunted Feng Rou's soul, and it almost took over her entire heart.

When he was dying, Bian Huai descended from the sky with a smile in this way, rescued her from the road to death, and brought her back to a case.

It is not so much that Feng Rou is the person who likes Bian Huai, it is better to say that Feng Rou was captured by Bian Huai's gentle and tired laughter.