Long Yao killed the red-blooded dragon turtle with three punches, and the three of them in the Northern Meditation Cultivator saw it in their eyes.

Except for the Northern Meditation Cultivator, who had already been mentally prepared, the other two were already shocked and speechless.

Yuan Xue held her mouth tightly so that she didn't scream.

The acquired wisdom demon of this level of the Red Blood Dragon Turtle can kill her with a breath.

But such an existence was beaten to death under her nose.

Mr. Ryuji of Momei Villa, he is really strong!

Bei Mingxiu looked back at the stunned second daughter and said, "The true strength of the master is far more than that. ”

In the words, there is a pride that is difficult to hide.

Su Lanting nodded earnestly in agreement.

The three punches to subdue the red-blooded dragon turtle that seriously injured her at a glance before, how chic and free, if she shot with all her might, except for the legendary Holy Pavilion, she really couldn't imagine that there was anyone in the world who could resist Mr. Ryuuji's punch.

Even if her master is resurrected, she can't do it.

Yuan Xue's eyes were originally full of admiration and yearning, and after listening to Bei Mingxiu's words, she only pursed her lips disdainfully.

Your master is amazing, and it's not you who are amazing, why are you proud here!

Bei Mingxiu knew what she was thinking when he looked at her face, and said with a smile: "In the future, of course, I can do this." ”

Yuan Xue blinked, and wanted to say that you are far worse than your master, but looking at the confident smile on Bei Mingxiu's face, he suddenly felt that he might really be able to, so he hurriedly patted his somewhat reddened cheeks, don't look over, there was a turmoil in his heart, but he forgot to laugh at Bei Mingxiu's self-esteem.

Su Lanting said happily: "Of course you can, but I'm not bad." ”

Her joy, on the one hand, came from the surprise after escaping from death, and on the other hand, it was the feeling that the Northern Meditation Cultivator was in a good mood after Long Yao's move, and it seemed that she was not affected by the complete destruction of the Heavenly Desolate Valley by the lava and Fang Chengyi's sacrifice to save her, and after her mood was still as usual, the warmth that naturally flowed from her heart flowed out of her heart.

Even if she knew in her heart, the Northern Meditation Cultivator was probably just burying the knot in her heart and showing them a smile.

She was saddened, but also understanding.

If he didn't do that, he wouldn't be a Northern Meditation Cultivator.

However, this time she also found the target she should be chasing after.

Immortal-level powerhouses are rare in the world, and immortal-level powerhouses as strong as Long Yao are even rarer.

Why can't she become the next Long Yao?

Her rhetoric is not empty words.

Just like when she swore in front of her master, she would definitely cultivate the Ming Ye Palm to the Heaven Covering Realm within a hundred years, and she has been working hard for it.

Bei Ming Xiu smiled: "I wish you success." ”

Su Lanting replied: "Encourage you." ”

Yuan Xue hurriedly came up and said, "Then count me in!"

Bei Mingxiu stretched out his finger and flicked the door of her head, jokingly: "Don't interject, little child. ”

"Zhou Han!"

Yuan Xue's little face was slightly bulging, like a bun that had just come out of the pot, and people couldn't help but want to poke it, but before Bei Ming Xiu could put her ideas into practice, she had already pounced on herself and was about to fight.

The space inside the ink ball was limited, and the Northern Meditation Cultivator just stood there and let her vent.

Yuan Xue was almost fainted by the monstrous heat wave before, but now she moves more, which also helps the smooth flow of the meridians.

It doesn't hurt anyway.

Su Lanting gloated and cheered for Yuan Xue on the side, and occasionally secretly sandwiched the palm wind of Ming Ye's palm into Yuan Xue's rather aggressive onslaught, which made the Northern Ming Cultivator stumble and cry and laugh.

Between the three of them, Long Yao gently stepped into the ink ball.

The world inside the ink ball was instantly silent.

Whether it was the Northern Meditation Cultivator who had been prepared for a long time, or Su Lanting and Yuan Xue who were still shocked in their hearts, they all stood extremely upright, and they couldn't find anything wrong with their posture standards.

Long Yao said lightly: "Why are you so nervous?"

Bei Ming Xiu smiled: "Because the master is mighty. ”

Long Yao was noncommittal, but her expression had already been revealed, and she was very satisfied with the sincere sycophants of Bei Ming Xiu.

Su Lanting and Yuan Xue both glanced at the Northern Meditation Cultivator, one tried their best to hold back a smile, and the other pouted.

In front of Long Yao, Bei Ming Xiu was as deferential as his father-in-law in the palace.

Long Yao's gaze turned to Su Lan Pavilion.

Su Lanting hurriedly held back the smile that had spread slightly, but she really couldn't do it, and the expression on her face was a little funny.

Long Yao said: "Since he is his friend, in front of me, there is no need to be restrained. ”

Su Lan Pavilion took a breath, scratched his head embarrassedly, and said respectfully: "Yilan Mountain Su Lan Pavilion, I have seen Long Yao's seniors. ”

When she was in Yilan Mountain, she was rarely restrained, and she would still do her own thing in the face of the Qingye Sanren, as long as she kept her heart respectful.

But in front of Long Yao, it was difficult for her not to be in awe.

Long Yao didn't care, her eyes swept over the red wave and green dew double knife on her waist, and said, "The knife is good, and the person is not bad." ”

Su Lanting was overjoyed.

Long Yao stretched out her hand, and the Tianyuan Bead flew out of Su Lanting's arms and landed in her palm.

Long Yao bent his fingers a little, and an invisible barrier was suddenly carved on the Tianyuan Bead, and the inside of the qi machine could not be leaked out at all.

"Take good care of it, although you are not a demon clan, occasional insights will still be of great benefit to your cultivation. ”

Su Lanting was flattered and took the Tianyuan Bead and thanked him respectfully.

Long Yao quickly moved his gaze to Yuan Xue, his eyes were slightly different, and he seemed to be in a short period of thought.

Su Lanting didn't feel discouraged, how many people in the world could be commented on and praised by Long Yao?

Yuan Xue looked at Long Yao's eyes curiously.

In her eyes, Su Lanting and Long Yao's eyes were very clear.

But the clarity in Su Lanting's eyes is that people can see her inner emotions and be infected by her emotions.

The clarity in Long Yao's eyes seemed to be able to see through the hearts of the people in front of him.

Now she felt that everything from the inside to the outside had been seen through by Long Yao.

But she was not only hearted, but nervously waiting for Long Yao's words.

Hearing the sect master say that he is a cultivation genius that is rare in a hundred years, and he can even surpass her in the future, in the eyes of Mr. Ryuuji, it shouldn't be too bad...... Right?

Long Yao was silent for a long time before he spoke, "You are a disciple of the Snow Peak Sword Sect." ”

Yuan Xue thought about the etiquette that her senior sister had taught her, a little clumsily held the sword and saluted, and said with some stumbling: "Yes, senior, my name is Yuan Xue." ”

"Yuan Xue......" Long Yao thought for a moment, touched her head, and said, "Your future will be bright." ”

Yuan Xue was flattered, unlike when she was touched by Bei Ming Xiu, although she felt a little comfortable in her heart, she still had the urge to slap her hand away, and when she was touched by Long Yao, she would have a warm feeling from the inside out, which made her not want Long Yao to let go.

When Long Yao removed her hand, she suddenly felt a little unfinished.

Bei Mingxiu quipped: "You like to be touched so much?"

Yuan Xue turned her face and snorted angrily, ignoring him.

Then she looked at Long Yao blankly, not understanding why she was so comfortable before.

"In addition to the 'Nine' who has long been in the Shoreless Sword Peak, even the 'Eight' is ...... Oh, it looks like it's going to be quiet here. ”

Long Yao retracted his thoughts, shook his head slightly, looked at Yuan Xue, and said, "This is a gift from me to you, if you want to repay it in the future, you can repay it to Zhou Han." ”

Yuan Xue glanced at the Northern Meditation Cultivator who was smiling at him, and pouted, "I'll do my best." ”

Long Yao finally set his sights on the Northern Meditation Cultivator.

She already knew the roots of the Northern Meditation Cultivation.

So what she said was not an evaluation, but a request, or an order.

"Come out with me. ”

......

The ink ball carried Su Lanting and Yuan Xue through the desert.

Long Yao controlled a cloud of ink and guarded the ink ball.

Bei Mingxiu followed her and stood on the ink cloud, opening his mouth, wanting to speak and stopping.

"Regarding Yuan Xue's matter, you'd better not contact it for the time being, I'll tell you when the time comes. Long Yao pointed to his heart and said seriously, "The first thing you have to solve is your problem." ”

Bei Ming Xiu bowed his head and was silent.

Fengyun Village was completely destroyed under the lava.

Fang Chengyi sacrificed his life to save him.

Both of these have carved scars in his heart.

The former has gradually healed, because he has no ability to save those innocent villagers, and he is powerless, at least he can convince himself.

But the latter has always lingered in his heart.

Long Yao said lightly: "You are the savior?"

Bei Mingxiu shook his head.

Long Yao asked again: "Fang Chengyi saved you, were you saved by him voluntarily?"

Bei Mingxiu was silent for a moment and shook his head gloomily.

"Fang Chengyi made his own choice, but you were confused because of his choice, and frankly, I was a little disappointed in you. Long Yao looked into the distance and said calmly, "The sword cultivation of Wu'an Sword Peak is first in cultivating the mind, you have practiced so long at will, and you have practiced it to the dog?"

The Northern Meditation Cultivator suddenly raised his head.

Long Yao's words were like a sword, directly cutting off the key to his heart knot.

Someone else's choice, not his.

His choice had already been made when he taunted the Red-Blood Dragon Tortoise.

Just like when he was in Fengyunzhai, he guessed Si Xiang's identity, but because of his trust in her, he couldn't make up his mind to do it, so that more people died at his hands.

Once the cause is planted, why bother with why it produces bitter fruit instead of good fruit?

Whatever fruit it bears, it should only be picked up on one shoulder.

This is what Long Yao wanted to tell him.

The Northern Meditation was thoughtful.

Long Yao asked, "What do you want to say?"

"I don't like things, I don't feel sorry for myself, I can't do it in my realm. Bei Ming Xiu replied seriously, "But I will try to do it in the future." ”

Long Yao bowed slightly, "That's good." ”

"Your uncles still need my care, I will only send you to Huangsha Town, and the rest of the road will be taken by yourself. ”

Bei Ming Xiu bowed down and said, "Disciple understands. ”