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"There must be another way to do this, sit back and watch the life and death of 100,000 living beings and ignore it, how can it be done by my righteous path immortal sect!"

Lu Sanniang walked slowly to the front of the main hall, looking at the almost dead carving gallery and painting building in the distance, the silver bell and the eaves did not move at all, the once prosperous Emei fairy gate withered, frowning when the face was more solemn, and said in a deep voice: "I Emei has been protecting the common people for thousands of years......

"How can Yingming be mourned in the hands of my Lu Sanniang!"

The tone was sonorous and powerful, and the look of hesitation and entanglement finally calmed down.

Lu Sanniang suddenly looked back, forced to look at Bao Wenzheng as indifferent and distant, and said in a cold voice: "Bao Wenzheng," Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword "I will take it back today, and I will expel you from the sect from now on......"

"What you will do in the future has nothing to do with my Emei......"

Lu Sanniang is an intermittent existence of Emei Xianmen, although she is alone, she cannot damage Emei's reputation for thousands of years, and she can only get rid of it at this moment.

Bao Wenzheng stared at Lu Sanniang and was silent, he was like a mirror for these words, knowing that Lu Sanniang had already acquiesced to this plan, but he couldn't announce it.

However, the fear in my heart is getting worse and worse, and my own Taoism is all from Emei Xianmen, lest Lu Sanniang will destroy her own Taoism according to the rules of the door, and when the catastrophe of the Nine Secluded Streams is about to arise, there will be no power to stir up the wind and clouds after becoming an ant, so I can't be secretly anxious.

"Say goodbye today, I'm afraid in the future, even if you don't know ...... when you meet" Bao Wenzheng's heart palpitations can only pretend to be sad, sighing and saying: "At most, it's only a year and a half, Spring Thirty Niang and Zuo Yuesu invited to fight the old demon of Montenegro, and when the cranes and mussels competed, they saw the Five Immortals who wanted to make a profit......

"When I Die......"

The tone is indifferent, but the feelings in the partial eyes that want to cover up are all revealed, and the gaze is uncertain and even more nostalgic and reluctant.

"When you revive the Emei Immortal Gate, if you can remember that there was a person ......"

Bao Wen was about to speak and stopped, the emotion in his eyes seemed to be endless, a bitter smile appeared on Junlang's cheeks, and he sighed self-deprecatingly and said: "Yes, cultivators should be pure in heart and have few desires, I just hope that one day you can really one day, you can split the sky with a sword and become an immortal......"

When Lu Sanniang heard these words that she would not regret until death, she knew that the three outlines and five constants were categorically not allowed to be transgressed, and she was never moved in her heart, and her beautiful eyes stared at Bao Wenzheng's sad look, and she was even more mixed for a while.

I still remember that with this Emei Immortal Sect, he taught the "Heaven Splitting Sword Codex", but Bao Wenzheng was like an old ox pulling a cart, and the slowness of entering the country was eye-catching.

The sword cultivation genius who revealed "love with the sword" with Huangluan Mountain hid the tenth sword of the "Heaven Splitting Sword Codex", pretending that his qualifications were dull and could not get the essence of it, but he wanted to meet his own family and Mount Emei every day......

At this point, Fang Zhi only added a few sighs.

"The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, it is slightly cold, and the mountain is oblique but ......greets each other" Bao Wenzheng saw that Lu Sanniang was difficult to get along for a while, and his tone was still lonely and lonely, and after staring at Lu Sanniang deeply, he sighed and brushed his sleeves away, and a voice came from afar:

"Looking back at the bleak place, returning, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine......"

Lu Sanniang looked at Bao Wenzheng's lonely figure from afar, and finally just sighed, and swallowed the words that came to her mouth, knowing that it would be difficult to save her life this time, and she would leave an infamy for the ages, so what could she do?

The well-being of the common people is insignificant compared to the honor and disgrace of the individual.

Wearing a Luo skirt and slowly walked to the shore of the blue lake, the beautiful eyes looked at the sword pavilion silently, in the past, he had sworn an alliance, and wanted to "become a Taoist couple" The parting words, with the fading feelings of yin and yang, today they are re-evoked by Bao Wenzheng.

Raising his wrist and pinching the sword technique, a cyan Ambilight came from afar.

Qingping's sword suddenly came out of its sheath, turning into a pool of blue water sprinkled with sword light, with the tossing and turning of the body, the delicate body was like a butterfly fluttering among the flowers, and the three-foot green silk and the back of the shoulders were even more cold, and the originally lonely cheeks also appeared a little gloomy......

There was a layer of ripples on the mountain wall, and the handsome young man stepped out, still stopping and staying with a lonely face, looking back at the Emei Xianmen, which has nothing to do with since then, and the pain on his cheeks was even more palpitating.

"Sanniang, I'm leaving......"

"Take care of ......"

Bao Wenzheng whispered in a sad voice, because the "Qingluan Qi Immortal Sword" had been returned to the master, and he could no longer go straight to the Qing Ming with the sword, so he could only use the "Nine Steps to the Sky" to resist the wind.

Emei Xianshan is covered with snow all year round, and the refraction of the sun is even more brilliant, the cold wind stirs the vast stratus clouds, Bao Wenzheng is wearing a light blue scholar's robe and flying slowly in the clouds, his face is as gloomy as a suitable talent, it is just a full set of plays.

"Giggles, Lu Sanniang actually didn't break your Daoji, which really surprised his wife!"

The flirtatious tone was like a thrush, a plain white skirt and the black wind showed the figure, the three-foot white hair and the wind swayed more bewitching, and a smile appeared on the beautiful cheeks.

Zuo Yuesu stretched out her wrist and grabbed Bao Wenzheng's clothes, and said with a teasing smile: "Official, how about taking you for your wife?"

Bao Wenzheng knew that since Zuo Yuesu dared to appear here, he was completely sure that he would not be noticed by Lu Sanniang, and when the catastrophe of the Nine Secluded Streams was about to start, Zuo Yuesu naturally would not be playful.

"Did you succeed?" Bao Wenzheng asked with a smile on Zuo Yuesu's expression.

"Wednesday Yangkong has the name of the Five Immortals, but he doesn't understand the supernatural powers, how can he escape with his wife's subordinates!" Zuo Yue Su smiled, but the clouds on her cheeks were light and light, and she was extremely disdainful of Wednesday Yangzi, and then Meimu looked at Bao Wenzheng carefully, and said playfully: "Under the rules and precepts of Emeimen, the officials can leave unscathed, and there is something extraordinary......

"This matter has been fully done, Lu Sanniang will go to stop the ...... of the old demon of Montenegro" Bao Wenzheng looked back at the direction of the Emei Immortal Gate in the snow again, and said with a sigh.

There are many things that do not need to be taken seriously, and it is just right for each other to tacitly know each other; many things, there is no need to take them seriously, they are just passers-by in this world, and the infamy behind them is to be said by others......

Zuo Yuesu controlled the gusts of yin wind and swept Bao Wenzheng away, and he was also shocked in his heart.

Now between heaven and earth, aside from the old demon of Montenegro, Chun Thirty Niang unified the demon clan and Baimang Mountain and held the respect of the demon king, Zuo Yuesu and Jiuyoujian called themselves "Difu", and repelled the requisition of the Difu several times, and the two Niangniang Niang in the north and south can be said to be equally divided.

This Bao Wenzheng was able to conceal the secret marriage between Chun Thirty Niang and his own family, and until this time he still did not reveal the slightest mistake, and the trip to Baimang Mountain was a matter of course, and Chun Thirty Niang had already agreed to hold 100,000 living beings hostage Chen Bingjiu Youjian Stream, so that the Yin Cao Difu was a rat taboo.

Lu Sanniang, the Qingping Sword Immortal of Emei Xianmen, was unscathed by the old demon of Montenegro who was invited to fight by "Nanming Leaving the Fire", and he has traveled the world to kill demons and demons for decades, how arrogant his temperament is, but he can also sit back and watch Baimang Mountain hold 100,000 living beings hostage and ignore it, what did this Bao Wenzheng say to Lu Sanniang?

Zuo Yuesu and the Nine Secluded Streams have been operating for nearly a thousand years, driving thousands of powerful ghosts with "Nine Secluded White Bone Fire" and "Yellow Spring Water".

However, if you don't know what the intentions of this Bao Wenzheng are, it will be difficult to let go after all......

Zuo Yuesu was originally a powerful ghost who came and went without a trace, and he was even faster when he rode the yin wind, although the nine secluded streams were tens of thousands of miles away, the outline could already be seen after a few hours.

Although it is the middle of the day, it is more and more bleak near the nine secluded streams, and the flower of darkness formed by the formation of anger and resentment, watered by the water of the Yellow Spring, is still a stone with clouds, towering between heaven and earth.

The dark flowers obscured the sunlight, reflecting the thousands of miles into a dusk night, the blue ghosts and sparks were scattered and swaying in the wind, and the fierce ghosts in armor and wandering wantonly in the nine secluded streams were the rules of the dark army formation.

On the top of that mountain, the woman was covered with fish scale armor, and she stood with a silver gun in her hand, and her long hair was like blood and fluttering in the wind, and her cold cheeks were even more angry, and her beautiful eyes stared at the black light in the sky in an instant, and she regained a little brilliance.

Zuo Shuying turned into a black wind and stepped forward, accompanied by the yin wind controlled by the Nine Shadows Niangniang, and fell into the abyss of the Nine Shadows Stream.