"Bai Yanxi wants to duel with me?"

Qin Yu put down the letter and frowned subconsciously.

Zhao Hongxiang took the letter and glanced at it, it was indeed a letter of appointment from Bai Yanxi.

"What's wrong?"

Qin Yu saw her expression of concern, and her heart suddenly overflowed with infinite tenderness. He stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Hong's soft makeup, and comforted: "It's okay, I just feel a little wrong." ”

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Hongxiang was still not at ease, and continued to ask.

"You just like to ask around!"

Qin Yu gently scratched her Qiong's nose, and then explained: "In terms of the Great Dao, Jiuyang Shenluo is not as good as the purple light and heavenly thunder. In terms of the true element in the body, I have opened up the galaxy map, and he is naturally not as good as me. No matter how you look at it, the result of this battle should be that I win and he loses. ”

Seeing that he was full of confidence, Zhao Hongxiang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Isn't this just right!"

Qin Yu smiled bitterly and said, "Weird is weird here." At the last banquet, Bai Yanxi was defeated by me, which has already disgraced the Bai family. In this world, how can there be a reason to be slapped and put the other side of the face in front of people, and the Bai family is not stupid, but I am afraid that there are other plans in it. ”

"Maybe it's just that Bai Yanxi is not convinced and wants to be ashamed?

Qin Yu shook his head, vaguely feeling in his heart that things were not so simple. It's just that he can't guess what the Bai family is planning.

"Since there is no way to guess, then don't guess!"

Qin Yu shook his head, and rubbed his hands together to turn all the war books into powder.

At this moment, in the front yard of the Zhao family, the ancestor of the Zhao family is leisurely drinking tea under the tree.

Although the Zhao family is deserted now, it is a little more angry than before. Those Zhao family disciples who built the Yuan Dynasty had already been ranked according to the results of the martial arts. From the first place to the last place, you can receive a different number of Dakun Yuan Dan every month. However, this ranking is not fixed, but is ranked again according to the results of each month's martial arts. In order to strive for a better ranking, the children of the Zhao family changed their lazy habits in the past, and they were all extremely diligent.

Those children of the Zhao family who had never built a Yuan were also ranked according to their respective strengths, but the reward was changed from Da Kun Yuan Dan to a spirit bead. Under such encouragement, everyone is striving to be the first, for fear of falling behind.

When the ancestor was proud, a burly black-clothed Taoist priest suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

"Senior Brother Mo!"

The ancestor's expression changed, and he was about to get up, but the black-clothed Taoist priest had already come to him in a flash, and raised his hand to press him back. In the left eye of the black-clothed Taoist, a pitch-black vortex was spinning rapidly. After a while, the black-clothed Taoist priest suddenly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the whirlpool in his eyes had already returned to its original state.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but my junior brother's qi has grown a lot!"

When the ancestor of the Zhao family heard this, his eyes first froze, and then his expression changed. He slammed into his body and whispered, "Senior brother, you mean?"

A few years ago, the ancestor of the Zhao family failed to impact the Transformation God Realm, and there was not much qi left in his body. Monsters like them, who have lived for more than a thousand years, should have used a little less qi in their bodies. Now that the ancestor of the Zhao family heard that his qi was increasing instead of decreasing, he suddenly had infinite horror.

The matter of qi is related to the luck and chance of Xuan Xiu, and naturally the more the better. It's just that there are more ancestors of the Zhao family, and someone must have given him the qi machine, and the qi of the person who crossed the qi will naturally decrease. Once the gas machine is too small, the fate will be bumpy, and the life will be lost. And the people who have been deeply involved with the old man of the Zhao family recently, except for Qin Yu, there is no one else.

The ancestor of the Zhao family knew that Shouyuan was not long, so he was in a hurry to find a pillar for the Zhao family. Now that the pillar had arrived, his mind was settled. When he heard that he was absorbing Qin Yu's qi, his heart suddenly became unusually sour.

The black-clothed Taoist priest saw that the expression on his junior brother's face changed and he was distressed, and comforted him coldly: "Everything is not yet decided, junior brother, don't be in a hurry to feel guilty, and I will make a conclusion after I have met this person!"

The ancestor of the Zhao family nodded bitterly when he heard this, and took the black-clothed Taoist priest to an attic outside the Xuandan Hall. Through the windows of the attic, you can take in the situation in the Xuandan Hall.

At this time, Qin Yu was washing the Dan furnace and did not see Zhao Hong's makeup.

The black-clothed Taoist priest's gaze froze, and the whirlpool in his left eye began to slowly accelerate. Gradually, Qin Yu in his eyes had disappeared, leaving only a humanoid light and shadow composed of various colored light clusters. The light and shadow are so bright that they look a little harsh.

"Love is deep-rooted, and cause and effect are entangled. ”

Before the black-clothed Taoist priest finished speaking, the face of the ancestor of the Zhao family had already darkened a lot.

The black-clothed Taoist priest continued to look at Qin Yu, but saw that several purple mist was slowly precipitating from the top of his head. As soon as the purple mist floated out, it quickly faded at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, Zhao Hong, who was carrying a bucket, had already turned out of the backyard and went straight into view.

The black-clothed Taoist stared at him and sighed secretly: "That's really the case!"

The ancestor of the Zhao family trembled suddenly when he heard this, and his face was already as dead as ashes.

"Please also ask Senior Brother to save him!"

The black-clothed Taoist priest nodded when he heard this, and looked at it again. I saw that the vortex in his left eye began to slow down slowly, and finally began to spin in the opposite direction. Gradually, Qin Yu's figure blurred again, but it turned into hundreds of dense black spots. A purple stream of air slowly flowed between the spots along a specific trajectory, and finally all the dark spots were refined into one piece, forming a complete consummation of the heavens.

"Huh?"

The black-clothed Taoist priest frowned violently, and found that there seemed to be another aura hidden under the purple air current. This breath is dignified and thick, faintly revealing an ancient and simple taste.

"What is this?"

The black-clothed Taoist priest was about to continue his exploration, when a gray mist suddenly emerged from Qin Yu's body, obscuring his figure completely. The black-clothed Taoist priest's soul trembled, and a line of blood and tears slowly flowed out of his left eye.

"Senior Brother Mo!"

"It's okay!"

The black-clothed Taoist priest slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, his left eye had already recovered as before. He looked at the ancestor of the Zhao family beside him, sighed, and said, "This person has a lot of opportunities, but I'm afraid that I have to think about it in the long run." Senior brother, do you really want to save him?"

The ancestor of the Zhao family nodded without hesitation and said, "The kid is in trouble because of the old man, and the old man should solve this disaster for him." ”

"Even if it is to sacrifice the Zhao family!"

The ancestor of the Zhao family changed his expression when he heard this, and he clenched his hands suddenly.

After a long time, a faint voice rang out in the attic. The voice was low and lonely, floating around like a lonely ghost.

"Please also teach me, senior brother!"