The Yaksha Commander felt chills all over his body, his heartbeat was several times faster, and he slowly looked sideways to the side, and finally saw the owner of the left hand holding the small sword, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Mr. Ji, for saving your life!"

The Yaksha Commander opened a position sideways, bowed to Ji Yuan, the river on his cheeks was particularly like his cold sweat, looking at the crimson sword that was pinched in Mr. Ji's hand but still trembling and struggling, it was estimated that he would be dead if he was stabbed in the center of his eyebrows just now.

"You step down and go back to the Dragon Palace, and leave this matter to Ji to solve. ”

The Yaksha Commander looked in one direction and nodded at Ji Yuan.

"The villain will retire first!"

After speaking, Yaksha jumped into the river again, the ripples on the river were turbulent but the water was silent, and at this time, Ji Yuan pinched the small sword and looked at the direction that the Yaksha commander had seen before, and said in an indifferent tone.

"Do you come out by yourself, or does Ji ask you to come out?"

Between the words, a trace of electricity flashed in Ji Yuan's left hand, and the crimson sword that was constantly struggling in his hand suddenly quieted down, and took a closer look, this sword was only one palm long, and both the spiritual text and the flower ornament on it were extremely exquisite, just like a long sword that was reduced in equal proportions.

About four or five breaths after Ji Yuan's words fell, in a forest by the river, a woman in a light blue dress slowly appeared, although the lower half of her body was no longer a fish tail, but there was still a faint aquarium demon aura on her body.

It's just that Ji Yuan was a little surprised that although the woman in front of him had a demonic aura, his magic eyes couldn't see what her real body was for a while, and after a closer look, he had a slightly ridiculous guess in his heart.

Strange thing, looking at this person's appearance, it is unlikely to be a sword immortal, Ji Yuan's eyes were wide open, and he stepped closer in one step, looking up and down at the woman in front of him, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't look like an immortal cultivator, and he didn't believe that the other party could deceive his magic eyes.

"This sword isn't yours, is it?"

The woman didn't have any expression on her face, and nodded in acknowledgement.

"Mr. Ji is right, of course this sword is not mine, and I am not a sword immortal, I can just use this sword, can Mr. Ji return it to me?"

"I'm afraid you can't, you committed murder with this, and almost killed that Yaksha, Ji Mou is already more restrained in his own way. ”

Ji Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly when he spoke, and it was rare for a trace of sharpness to bloom from a pair of pale eyes, even if it was a trace of breath, it was like a sword light shooting straight in.

At this moment, the originally calm woman in front of her suddenly looked panicked, involuntarily took a few steps back, and even almost ran away, but she forcibly restrained her urge to run away and did not leave.

This situation is not because the woman is timid, but because of the strong crisis feedback on the instinctive and spiritual level, and the natural fear of death.

Judging from the woman's reaction, Ji Yuan originally thought that the other party was not a real master, but after a while, he found that although the woman retreated in Queen Cang, her divine sense had a very delicate faint spiritual light.

Ji Yuan frowned slightly, flipped his left hand, and the small red sword in his hand had disappeared.

"Mr. Ji, you ......"

"Ji Mou said, if you want to continue to commit murder, how can I give it back to you. ”

"Hmph, Mr. Ji thinks the little woman is a fierce and inward-looking person?"

The woman sneered and looked at Ji Yuan with an angry face, but Ji Yuan laughed instead, her tone was not conflicting, and her expression was very indifferent, and she shook her head and said.

"For Ji Mou, whether you are a strong and inward-looking, or a big demon with great powers, there is no difference, and you don't have to think that what Ji Mou did was deliberately aimed at you, and Ji Mou didn't need to be like this. ”

Although Ji Yuan's words have taken a few detours, he has actually said it very bluntly, in short: you are not qualified to let me count what someone is targeting you, what am I Ji Yuan doing in front of you, I just think so.

Ji Yuan rarely speaks like this, although it doesn't sound aggressive, but this sense of disregard is sometimes more hurtful than squirting blood.

The woman was slightly stunned, her brows furrowed slightly, and then slowly unfolded.

"Mr. Ji thinks it's very concerned about what I said in the Dragon Palace Hall before, right?"

Ji Yuan didn't speak, it was a tacit acquiescence, the woman laughed, and continued.

"Mr. Ji is really a person standing at the pinnacle of immortal Dao in this world, and he really feels the constraints of heaven and earth, people, I thought it was just an ethereal word!"

"Oh?"

Ji Yuan looked at the woman very seriously.

"The words that came out of your mouth, the temptation you made in front of Ji, but you yourself don't believe it, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Ji Yuan looked at Jiang Tao's turbulent Tongtian River, looking at the river surface did not seem to have changed, but there was already some kind of expectation in his heart, with a wave of his right hand, the woman raised the warning in her heart, but she didn't react, but she just saw Ji Yuan's cuff covered with sight, and then the world was completely darkened.

"Mr. Ji, Mr. Ji! I have nothing to say, and I am not lying to you!"

The woman shouted a few words loudly into the void-like surroundings, but received no response.

After Ji Yuan put the woman in his sleeve, he directly turned into a gust of wind and went away, about a few breaths later, Jiang Tao separated from the water surface of the Tongtian River, and a faint dragon shadow fell to Ji Yuan's original location, turning into the appearance of the old dragon Yinghong.

The old dragon's face was indifferent, he looked left and right, but he didn't find any traces, only a trace of demonic energy remained, but he didn't see the demonic qi extended, as if the demonic owner disappeared directly out of thin air.

'Where did Ji Yuan take the man?' and ask him later. ’

Lao Long had full trust in Ji Yuan, so he didn't think about it anymore and re-entered the Tongtian River directly.

On the other side, Ji Yuan flew out more than 100 miles, and fell in front of a barren forest next to an official road, and with a wave of his big sleeves, the woman was thrown out of Ji Yuan's cuffs, and she didn't stand firm for a while, and fell in front of a big tree, and the snow on the ground was wiped away.

The woman only felt dizzy, and she seemed to be in a trance when she came out of the sleeves of Qiankun, and after a few breaths, she gradually eased up, patting the snow on her body and slowly getting up.

"Mr. Ji doesn't treat a weak woman like this, right?"

"Although your Taoism is not high, you are not a weak woman, just before you don't take you away, I am afraid that Mr. Ying is not easy to explain in person, he can't tolerate sand in his eyes, and when he sees you, you don't want to get out." ”

When the woman heard Ji Yuan say that she was not high, she suddenly felt a little angry in her heart, and was about to say something, but Ji Yuan didn't want to play games with her, and looked at her very seriously.

"Ji Mou doesn't have the leisure to go around with you more, who are you, who are your parents, who asked you to come to Ji Mou, and what is the matter?"

Although Ji Yuan's pale eyes seem to have been like an ancient well, he was looked at by Ji Yuan at this moment, and his deep gaze was like a thousand heavy waters, so that the woman's words that she wanted to tease were all held in her stomach, and she didn't dare to make any jokes.

"My name is Lian Ping'er, of course I am the Lian family, my family's reputation in the cultivation world is not obvious, but it is by no means an idle generation, even if you meet it by fate, you can't ...... Underestimate ......"

The woman's voice paused, thinking of Ji Yuan's unfathomable Taoism, and the following words were modified as appropriate.

Ji Yuan's face did not have any ups and downs, he still looked at the woman lightly, waiting for her to continue, the latter saw that Ji Yuan really didn't react, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not, so he could only continue to talk hard.

"Some time ago, I heard that your Mr. Ji may be a figure standing at the pinnacle of the immortal path in the world, and it seems to be very powerful, more powerful than any known immortal, so I became interested, just to get close to you and have a look!"

"The matter of the bondage of heaven and earth is also what you want to ask?"

"That's right!"

The woman's expression changed, patted the snow off her body, and approached Ji Yuan a little.

"We don't get involved in the affairs of the cultivation world, Mr. Ji, your cultivation is so high, don't you want to know how to get out of the predicament if you can't ascend to the cultivation level one day, and your longevity is gradually exhausted?"

"Do you have a way?"

Ji Yuan smiled on his face, but he didn't believe it, and the woman was not annoyed, clapping her hands and saying.

"If I say yes, it's too much to say, but it's better than some people who don't know anything, your Mr. Ji is so high, aren't you asking me?"

Ji Yuan's smile retracted, thinking in his heart about this Lian Ping'er's definition of himself and the practitioner, did he really think so, or was it the atmosphere made up in front of Ji Yuan?

It is undeniable that this woman's acting skills are quite clever, and among the people Ji Yuan has seen, perhaps only Niu Batian can suppress her.

But this woman really knows half of it, or she makes it up directly, no matter what, behind this practitioner is definitely controlled in the hands of the chess player, it is a chess piece that has been moved by a big hand, and it is not clear whether the chess piece is self-aware.