Chapter Seventy-Two: Wan Jianfeng
"It is worthy of being the daughter of a genius in Shunzhou, and she can even detect my existence in just Bigu Realm. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
A loud voice came from all directions, as if the speaker was everywhere.
"The seniors have already talked about it, but why did the seniors come here, if there is a lot of offense, the two of us will leave immediately, and please don't offend the seniors. Yuan Mengyao glanced at the sackcloth maid and motioned for her to help herself leave.
The voices from all directions laughed: "Naturally, I can't talk about offense, but I am also familiar with Yuan Hao, and I naturally have to take care of you now." ”
The other party never showed up, Yuan Mengyao didn't believe it very much, and asked tentatively, "The seniors know the father, but I don't know the seniors' surnames?"
The voice in all directions suddenly changed, changing into a middle-aged man's rough and arrogant voice: "I've listened to it for so long, and I haven't heard who I am?"
Yuan Mengyao suddenly realized, "You are Wan Jianfeng." ”
Unexpectedly, this uninvited guest turned out to be the head of the Dao of the Day, she had killed Wan Yun before, and the relationship between the two could only be described as extremely poor.
"Haha, there is a way in heaven if you don't go, and there is no way to surrender in hell, you dare to kill my son, and today also let Yuan Hao taste the taste of losing his relatives. Wan Jianfeng said in a cold tone.
Yuan Mengyao's eyelids jumped, and she pretended to be calm and said: "Senior Wan, what I cultivate is the compassionate path of the Holy Maiden of Guanshi, if you kill me, I am afraid that I will be riddled with bad luck, I advise my predecessors not to do foolish things." ”
Wan Jianfeng's voice stopped for a moment, as if he was thinking, and then his tone became teasing, "What you said makes sense, since that's the case, then I won't kill you, it just so happens that Wanyun is still missing two personal maids, just the two of you." ”
Yuan Mengyao's face was pale, Wanyun was notorious, and if she was a waste of one, wouldn't it be even more uncomfortable to let her be a proud girl of the sky to be a maid for him.
Yuan Mengyao glanced at the sackcloth maid, and said in a somewhat dangerous tone: "Jing'er, run away separately." ”
Yuan Mengyao forcibly used his mana, and three blurred backs fled towards the mountain in a row, and at the same time, the sackcloth maid also had smoke under her feet and quickly fled in another direction.
The two had separated half a mile in the blink of an eye, and the distance was increasing rapidly.
"The three-life footwork is really the means of the goddess of the world, in such a comparison, the Ling Bo Yunbu of the Yuan Shen Dao is much worse, no wonder your beloved daughter of the head of the Yuan Shen Dao will cultivate the things of the Tao of Compassion. Wan Jianfeng seemed to have everything under control, and he didn't rush to make a move, but commented in a leisurely tone.
Wan Jianfeng has never appeared, but he seems to be everywhere, seeing all this in his eyes, he understands the exercises of the two women in great detail.
Hearing Wan Jianfeng's words, Yuan Mengyao's body shook and almost fell, knowing that the other party was deliberately provoking her, but this vicious words still made her want to scold.
She held back her anger and still ran away with all her might, her body like electricity, and her phantom like the wind.
"I have a question, if you run too fast and accidentally fall yourself to your death, will this bad luck be blessed on me. Wan Jianfeng's tone pretended to be serious, and he said matter-of-factly.
"Wan Jianfeng, don't deceive people too much. Yuan Mengyao knew that she couldn't escape, and she didn't want to endure the other party's ridicule anymore, so she simply stopped running away, her eyes scanned around, and she was on guard.
Before a Guanfu realm monk had even appeared, he had already turned her around, which greatly frustrated the self-confidence of a proud woman of the sky.
"Just two juniors, they also want to escape from the Guanfu Realm monks, if you really let you escape, what face will my Wan Jianfeng have to gain a foothold in Shunzhou. Wan Jianfeng's tone put away his playfulness and said solemnly.
Thump.
Suddenly, there was a sound from behind Yuan Mengyao, and Yuan Mengyao turned around, only to see her personal maid being thrown to the ground with her hands tied behind her back.
"Miss. The sackcloth maid said with some reproach.
"It's none of your business, this Ten Thousand Sword Blade is a Guanfu Realm cultivator, with your and my strength, I can't escape at all, and I only had a glimmer of hope for luck before. Yuan Mengyao's expression was gloomy, and her breath was a little disordered, and she hugged the sackcloth maid.
"Wan Jianfeng, if you want to kill or chop, listen to your convenience, but it is absolutely impossible for me to give you that waste son as a slave and a slave. Yuan Mengyao said quite resolutely.
Wan Jianfeng seemed to be poked at the center, and was silent for a moment without answering.
I saw a cyan scabbard flying out of the woods in the distance, which instantly turned into a blue light, hovering beside the second girl for a while, and the figure of the second girl disappeared, and the blue light suddenly flew into the woods again.
A mournful voice came from the woods, and it was Wan Jianfeng's voice. "Waste, ridiculous, if his blood is still there, even ten you can't compare to him. ”
In the dense woods, the evil self-generated vibration ghost wings are flying rapidly, skillfully avoiding the huge branches blocking the way, and the body is extremely flexible.
When he could see the mountain gate of the Sun-Chasing Dao, the evil self-born stopped flying and landed on a secluded and uninhabited meadow.
Evil Zisheng looked at a small hole in the wings of the ghost, and his eyes were a little pity.
This small hole is exactly where Yuan Mengyao was stabbed with a flying sword.
Although this hole does not affect the speed of flight, it looks extremely eye-catching.
"Water and Land Ancestor, this Netherworld Ghost Wing has been injured, but it will heal. Evil Zisheng asked with some concern.
Nether Wings are extremely useful to him, and most of his escape this time is due to him, if Nether Wings don't heal and recover, or if they are hit hard in future battles, they will deprive Evil of a powerful means of preserving his life.
"The things transformed by this blood sacrifice ghost talisman naturally cannot heal like the body, but it can be improved like a magic weapon through continuous sacrifice, and the effect of recovery can also be achieved. ”
The words of the Water and Land Ancestor made the evil self-born eat a reassuring pill, as long as there is a way to remedy it, then this small hole is not serious at all.
With a thought, the evil self-business took the ghost wings into his body, and took out the three fire lingzhi from his arms, his eyes were a little relieved.
Carefully cut off a fire lingzhi with the Xianyang Sword, and then separated the fire lingzhi and put it in his clothes.
The task only needs one Fire Lingzhi, and the remaining two are just reserved for his own cultivation of Shennong's alchemy.
Throwing away the sleeves covering his face, Evil Zisheng found a trail and walked on the stone path up the mountain back to the Chasing Sun Path, and along the way, many disciples of the Chasing Sun Dao pointed at Evil Zisheng.
The evil self-born clothes were in tatters, and there were no sleeves on his arms, so such a strange dress naturally attracted the attention of the other disciples.
"Isn't this that waste, how did you become so depressed, shouldn't you be bullied by someone again? ”
A few disciples talked to each other, and although the voice was not loud, it was just enough for the evil self-born to hear.
"Nine times out of ten, this is the case, there was Yang Gan to support him in the past, and there was a thug in the Realm of Removing Filth, he was naturally arrogant, but now that Yang Gan is dead, I am afraid that his life will not be easy. One disciple gloated.
Obviously, the news that the evil self-born had stepped into the realm of defilement had not yet been known to these disciples.
"A few disciples of the Qi Refining Realm also dared to point fingers at the Sulpharm Realm cultivators, according to the temper of the Great Master Wanda, he would not walk away with his head down at this time. The Water and Land Ancestor suddenly said as if he had a point.
Evil Zisheng wiped his nose with his fist, and said with an innocent smile: "Makes sense." ”
Evil Zisheng suddenly raised his head and looked at the cold eyes of those Qi Refining Realm disciples, the disdain was self-evident, he was not a good recommendation.