Yuan Yiyi blew herself up according to her destiny, and her cultivation was not one out of ten. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At that time, her face was as pale as dirt, and she was lying on the ground, looking at the powerful Jia Yi, who was actually beaten by a group of mortal ants.

She sighed with affection, it was really a good cat to be a tiger, and a fleaty phoenix was not as good as a chicken, but fortunately she herself had been seriously injured before and had not been paid attention to by this group of ants.

Just as she was thinking so, suddenly, a pair of bare feet suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and Yuan Yiyi suddenly woke up with a sigh of obedience.

Yuan Yiyi was soft and weak at the moment, she couldn't raise her head, she didn't know who was coming, she hated it in her heart, and for the first time in her life, she strongly hoped that others would not pay too much attention to her.

And this damn ant ant who couldn't see his face actually appeared in front of him at this time.

"Zra-"

With the sound of fabric tearing, when Yuan Yiyi saw the barefoot owner squatting down and the slightly immature baby face came into her eyes, Yuan Yiyi suddenly panicked in her heart, and her whole person was messy.

This person is actually Wu Zijian?!

How long has it been, and how has he been back to normal?!

Although Yuan Yiyi was disgusted and hated by people in her heart before, for ordinary mortals, Yuan Yiyi still had a natural sense of superiority in the face of low-level creatures.

But the owner of this immature face, although he used the punishment of heaven, but he really forced a Jindan powerful life into a situation of exhaustion, which is different from ordinary people, how can he be taken lightly.

Yuan Yiyi, how could she not be afraid in her heart?

"You, you...... What are you going to do......"

Yuan Yiyi spoke to Wu Zijian with difficulty, but the trembling voice in her mouth was unfamiliar to even herself:

Is this voice of sincere fear really coming from his own mouth?

When Wu Zijian heard this, his tender face flushed slightly.

He secretly said in his heart that the jeans on his body were really not tossed, but when he squatted down just now, his crotch was rotten!

At that time, when Wu Zijian was forced into the elixir in his hand and stained with sweat and soil in order to please Zhao Min's Zhao Kuo, Wu Zijian was speechless, can the medicine be eaten indiscriminately?

But when his body was rampaged by the powerful medicinal force, and he was in pain, suddenly, the bitterness came, and the dark wounds in his body and the wounds outside his body were all healed.

After recovering, Wu Zijian also found that although Jia Yi was not afraid of ordinary fists and kicks, he seemed to be quite afraid of the glowing dagger.

After judging the situation, Wu Zijian did not go to Jia Yi first, but walked to Yuan Yiyi in a few steps, but he didn't think that his body was healed, but the jeans on his body had experienced so many twists and turns, and he was already on the verge of collapse and broken.

Now, Wu Zijian saw that this spiritual female cultivator looked nervous, and felt embarrassed in his heart, so he casually explained to Yuan Yiyi:

"You're so old, we're not suitable. I'm not going to do anything dirty to you, it's because you're too worried. ”

After speaking, Wu Zijian picked up Yuan Yiyi with one hand and clamped it around his waist.

Until Wu Zijian fell from the sky and returned her to the ground. Yuan Yiyi's phoenix eyes widened in a daze, and Wu Zijian's sentence was still playing in a loop in her mind:

'You're so old, we're not suitable......

'You're old, we're not suitable......

'It's too old, it's not suitable, you're over......

The more Yuan Yiyi thought about it, the more angry and angry she became.

She is a dignified Lingxi Purple Lotus Fairy, how has she ever been humiliated with such words, how has she ever been so slighted?

Wu Zijian, a damn ant, dared to do this to her.

But when she was thrown to the ground by Wu Zijian and watched by a group of damn ants, Yuan Yiyi forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, and when she stared at Wu Zijian hatefully and saw that his right arm seemed to be deliberately wrapped in a trace of blood mist, Yuan Yiyi gradually calmed down.

Immortal cultivators, most of them show off their wisdom and are brilliant.

Yuan Yiyi is a great monk of Xudan, and she is the best among the immortal cultivators, judging the situation and doing what she can, she naturally understands.

Although Yuan Yiyi hated a lot in her heart, she secretly said in her heart that she would return today's humiliation tenfold in the future, and she would not give up if she didn't kill this person. But she was still gritting her teeth, and her heart moved.

In an instant, a three-foot short sword with golden light, pointed double-edged and straight short handle appeared in the field out of thin air.

Zhao Min hurriedly picked up the golden sword and handed it to Wu Zijian with both hands.

Wu Zijian looked at the glowing golden sword and nodded with satisfaction.

Immediately, he put away the Cloud Gate Technique, and also put down his right hand that was studying, but he didn't take the sword, but instead carried it behind his back with his left hand.

Wu Zijian looked at Zhao Min with a straight face, snorted dissatisfiedly at Zhao Min, and said:

"I have young people in all directions, how can I do anything to the old, weak, sick and disabled?"

Zhao Min looked at Wu Zijian's eyes, his face became strange, this look is really familiar!

Wu Zijian's eyes, aren't they the eyes when he Zhao Min looks at Zhao Kuo and other younger brothers when he doesn't want to do it himself? !

Zhao Min didn't dare to contradict Wu Zijian, so he could only hold the golden sword in both hands and look behind him, looking for his brothers.

Seeing this, Zhao Min suddenly scolded his mother in anger.

When did this group of cowards stand in the crowd of onlookers, so far away from him?!

Just when Zhao Min noticed that Wu Zijian was looking at his eyes, the impatience was getting heavier and heavier. Zhao Min found Zhao Kuo sitting on the ground and taking off his shoes and socks, revealing a swollen ankle.

Because he was coerced by Wu Zijian, who was alive and well at the moment, Zhao Min was difficult to ride the tiger. But killing Jia Yi did not do Zhao Min and Zhao Kuo any benefit. It's okay to bluff people by saying beautiful things, but everyone is unwilling to do it in front of everyone, with blood on their hands and leaving their lives behind.

Zhao Min smiled in his heart, and hurriedly stuffed the golden sword into Zhao Kuo's arms.

Seeing this, Zhao Kuo looked reluctant:

"Brother, I can't do it, brother, look at my ......"

So, Zhao Min stared at Zhao Kuo, and his eyes also showed the kind of look that Wu Zijian had just seen when he looked at him.

And Zhao Min's eyes are more fascinating than Wu Zijian.

When Zhao Kuo saw it, he reluctantly carried the golden sword as a crutch and limped to Jia Yi's side.

Yuan Yiyi's heart was filled with bitterness, these ordinary people who were previously regarded by Jia Yi as ants actually pushed back against killing immortals, and looked reluctant to be afraid of dirty hands.

It is the cycle of heavenly principles, with the way of the other, and the other body. Those who sow the cause must eat the effect.

This human world, in the eyes of many immortal cultivators in the spirit world, was originally a place of absolute spirits that was scorned and disdained. Who would have thought that for Jia Yi and her Yuan Yiyi, this trip would be so thorny.

Yuan Yiyi was feeling sad, when suddenly a hysterical and unpleasant harsh voice suddenly sounded:

“...... !!The old man swears to the sky, even if the soul is lost, the old man will curse you ......for the rest of your life."

Yuan Yiyi was sad when the rabbit died and the fox died, and his heart was shocked.

Could it be that Jia Yi came here, and it was all made by that Pu Yi?