Seeing that the nearly 100-year-old woman had a happy face and her cheek attached to the chest of the middle-aged man in purple, and the other party also had a gentle face, Wang Mo didn't have too much disgust in his heart, more doubts!

Wang Mo was not a curious person, but the appearance of the strange light group made Wang Mo's heart ignite a heart that he must get this thing, but obviously the other party is also determined to get it, which makes Wang Mo distressed that the other party is too powerful and has a high level of cultivation, but also can't help but want to understand the other party, after all, knowing oneself and knowing the other can not be defeated

Although he was worried about the safety of the three of He Fang in his heart, if he got that strange light group, then his chances of rescuing the three of He Fang would definitely increase a lot! The cultivation of the person behind it also made Wang Mo quite jealous

After a long time, the middle-aged purple-clothed man gently pushed away the "Yiren" in his arms, and the gentle color on his face instantly changed to indifference and majesty, but the middle-aged purple-clothed man did not speak, just squinted his eyes gently, and looked at the senior brother who had not yet reflected from the battle just now not far away without color!

The middle-aged man in purple was silent, and the remaining five people did not speak, and they also looked at the senior brother not far away, as if waiting for the middle-aged man in purple to speak!

Time passed minute by minute, Wang Mo was not an impatient person, on the contrary, he was very patient, but he stayed like a piece of wood, Rao is Wang Mo's patience was strong, and he couldn't help but be a little anxious!

Although the middle-aged purple-clothed man said that he was bland, the five people around him were all stunned, and even Wang Mo in the distance felt that there was a cold murderous aura around him

The senior brother shivered inexplicably, but it still didn't seem to be reflected, but his words stammered a little: "Ahhh

His originally somewhat distracted eyes only paid attention to the six purple-clothed men in front of him at this moment, but it didn't matter if he didn't look at it, this look, the back of the senior brother was instantly soaked in cold sweat, and he instantly felt that his body was in a boundless and uninhabited wasteland, and in front of him, the hungry wolf with sharp teeth and cold eyes was staring at him tightly, as if he would be torn to pieces if he moved a little, "I asked you Ke'er?" Hearing this, the senior brother's already somewhat shaky body was "poof" at the moment With a sound, he knelt on the ground on all fours, not so much "kneeling" as "climbing", which is more appropriate "Uncle Shibo, Damn Little Brother was killed by that light group" The middle-aged man in purple snorted coldly and shouted: "You really deserve to die"

After finishing speaking, before the senior brother could react, the middle-aged purple-clothed man's right hand suddenly flipped over, and a black light flashed, instantly passing through the Heavenly Spirit Cover that the senior brother was kneeling on the ground!

Everything was between the lightning and flint, and even before the elder brother's body had fallen, the black light returned in an instant, and quickly struck the back of the elder brother's chest, destroying it before his soul could escape

After that, the middle-aged man in purple waved again, and the black mang immediately returned to him, disappearing in an instant at a distance of only a foot from his right hand

All the actions were so fast that people could reflect them, and even Wang Mo couldn't help frowning

However, the remaining five did not react in the slightest, as if the death of the elder brother was expected

Although Wang Mo, who was avoiding the immortal cover in the distance, also knew that the senior brother would definitely die, he couldn't help but secretly say that these six people were not easy to deal with

Although the little junior brother was said to be the disciple of the middle-aged man in purple, Wang Mo knew that no matter whether the little junior brother died or not, this senior brother would end up in a mortal field, and even Wang Mo dared to say that even if the little junior brother was alive, he would probably be the same as the senior brother

Wang Mo's prediction was good, it can be said that he was right, the matter of the strange light group, the five people behind him were all middle-aged purple-clothed men, so naturally they would not say it, not to mention that the middle-aged purple-clothed man would inevitably have to ask a few people to help if he wanted to recover the strange light group!

But these two are different, both of them are new to the immortal capital, just in case the middle-aged man in purple doesn't want so many people to know and cause unnecessary trouble!

The realm of the immortal capital is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, the master is like a cloud, and the middle-aged man in purple does not have the ability to be the first in the sky, not to mention that if that person knows at this time, all his plans will be beaten with bamboo baskets

Glancing lightly at the four people behind him, the middle-aged man in purple did not speak, but the four of them were all smart people who could reach such a realm, even if the middle-aged man in purple was silent, he knew what he meant, so the four of them took a step back, bent down and said, "We will definitely follow to the death."

The middle-aged purple-clothed man laughed loudly: "I should be able to get the help of four people, not to mention a small inland sect, even the entire immortal capital also has a place for me."

Of course, the four of them knew that the middle-aged man in purple was just saying some polite words, but they still said in unison with respect on their faces: "Brother Yidu's ambition is boundless, and he will definitely fight for hegemony."

The middle-aged man in purple naturally knew that the four of them were not sincere, in the realm of the immortal capital, the intrigue between the immortals, and what kind of partners did they have

With a secret sigh, the indifference in the eyes of the middle-aged purple-clothed man was replaced by the gentleness again, and he didn't speak, just quietly looked at the old woman

"Yun Chuanfeng, you owe me, I Yidu will pay back ten million times"

Wang Mo, who was avoiding the immortal cover in the distance, waited until the middle-aged man in purple left and a few people left, snorted coldly, and also drove in the direction where the strange light cluster disappeared, but a few people didn't know that after Wang Mo left, a strange light cluster was quietly following Wang Mo

The woman who was called Xue'er by Fang Qingshi in the depths of the outer realm was sitting on a boulder without anything at the moment, her face seemed to be ordinary and looked into the distance, but if she looked closely, she could see the endless sorrow in the eyes of this woman

I don't know when Fang Qingshi has come behind Xue'er, standing quietly within a hundred meters of it, with a bit of melancholy on his face!

"Is there something wrong?"

Suddenly, Xue'er came from a cold voice, Fang Qingshi sighed lightly, his own cultivation is comparable to the other party, more precisely, his cultivation is lower than that of the other party, the other party has obviously found himself since he has slowly walked towards the woman in front of him who makes him love deeply, I am afraid that this woman is the only one who can restrain herself this day!

In a few breaths, Fang Qingshi had already come to the woman's side, but the woman did not speak, and she did not even turn her head

Fang Qingshi sighed lightly again, his face changed from his usual indifference and coldness, and his tone was unusually gentle: "Xue'er, these years have been good."

However, the woman still didn't respond at all, a face that was half covered by a mask looked calmly into the distance, the two of them were silent like this, and after a while, Fang Qingshi seemed to be a little unwilling to continue: "Xue'er"

"Enough" Fang Qingshi just said it, but was interrupted by the woman, the woman's face still did not change, and her head did not turn, but her tone was much colder than before: "Guo Xue is dead, my name is Zheng Feng"

"Zheng Feng Zheng Feng"

Hearing this person, Fang Qingshi didn't get angry, but his face was unusually decadent, and he just kept muttering the name that neither he nor the brocade-robed man wanted to hear

Is he really inferior to that man?

However, in the heart of his beloved woman, it is certain

Once again, the atmosphere fell silent!

After a long time, Fang Qingshi's face gradually recovered, even though his face was cold and indifferent, but the tenderness in his eyes did not decrease but increased, just as he wanted to speak, the woman in front of him who let himself love and hate said again: "Why hasn't that person come yet?"

The voice is so cold and indifferent, if it were someone else, I'm afraid I would have slapped it a long time ago, but the woman herself didn't dare, not so much dare as reluctant!

Fang Qingshi naturally knew that the 'person' in the woman's mouth was Wang Mo who had murderous immortal power

With another light sigh, Fang Qingshi said: "This person doesn't know that there is a teleportation formation, I'm afraid it will take some time."

"He doesn't know, won't you tell him?"

"Although this person is a murderous immortal like Zheng He, he is far from being so comfortable in cultivation" Although Fang Qingshi hated Zheng Feng who took away his beloved, he still admired his cultivation very much, otherwise he would not have joined forces with the brocade robe man to get rid of him, if it weren't for the battle that day, with only the cultivation of medicinal materials in the family, his cultivation would not have been in the Nine Palaces of the Wounded Gate for so many years, not to mention his proud talent

After a pause, Fang Qingshi said again: "If this person's cultivation is improved by one point, we will have one more point of certainty."

"Hmm!" nodded perfunctorily, and the woman said indifferently: "If you have nothing to do, please leave"

The woman said politely, and even added the word 'please', but as soon as this sentence came out, Fang Qingshi still felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and sighed again, Fang Qingshi laughed helplessly, turned around and left slowly