"Senior Brother Ying, don't you look very good?" Xun Deben said with a smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This Xun Deben is naturally Xue Wenrui, who came from thousands of miles away, when the bloody hand gate and Tianlong Academy were fighting, he had seen Xun Deben, and he had also heard about some entanglements between Ying Xuewen and him, so he used the "rotten wood carving technique" to dress up like him.

The reason why Xue Wenrui dressed up as Xun Deben was that it was easy to approach and sneak attack, and second, he knew that although Ying Xuewen was unhappy with this Xun Deben, he had to cater to him.

Ying Xuewen was very unhappy with Xun Deben, not to mention the grudge between the two, he couldn't accept the fact that Ying Xuewen had to call him "senior brother". This Xun De is younger than Ying Xuewen this year, and the entry is later than Ying Xuewen, and the cultivation of the two is the same, but because the cultivation and status of the other master's are higher than his own master, he has to call him senior brother. Moreover, this is what the other master's master explained to him in person.

Every time Ying Xuewen called "senior brother", the anger and resentment in his heart increased by one point. This time when he entered the spatial rift, his biggest goal was to secretly remove Xun Deben, including the "Viper Qilin Coffin", and the original object was not Pan Kaikang, but was intended to be used on Xun De himself.

Of course, although the two fought endlessly behind their backs, they showed respect and intimacy on the surface.

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother, there was a bit of a distraction in casting the spell just now, just take a break!" Ying Xuewen bowed and said. Now that his spiritual power has been consumed, five or six out of ten, and he has been attacked just now, and he has some minor injuries in his body, so he has naturally become more humble and polite.

If the spiritual power is not damaged, and the "Viper Qilin Coffin" is not destroyed, he doesn't mind fighting with the other party, or even killing the other party. But now that he is weak, he can't help but bow his head.

What's more, Xue Wenrui came behind him quietly just now, which made him very jealous, it is estimated that this Xun De has obtained something in this space, and his cultivation has been further improved.

If the opponent made a move just now, I was afraid that I would definitely end up seriously injured. It's just that he doesn't understand why the other party didn't make a move just now.

The reason why Xue Wenrui didn't make a move is also very simple, because he has no advantage in attacking from a distance, and he must be close. Moreover, Ying Xuewen was already casting spells, if he didn't stop drinking in time, the disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sect would be attacked.

Ying Xuewen pointed at Mo Jianchen and them: "Senior brother, there are some disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sect here, why don't we divide the two of them?"

"Oh?!" Xue Wenrui showed an interested look on his face, "I don't know how Senior Brother Ying thinks it should be divided?"

"Is it feasible to have five or five points?" Ying Xuewen said with a sneer, but in his heart he couldn't wait to dismantle the other party.

"This ......" Xue Wenrui groaned and made a thoughtful look.

Ying Xuewen naturally understood the other party's groaning and expressed dissatisfaction, he had worked hard to calculate, and the other party had to take advantage of the fire to rob regardless of the friendship of his fellow disciples, and the hatred in his heart could be imagined.

It's just that he doesn't show half a point on his face: "Since the senior brother doesn't like it, then four or six, senior brother, you have sixty percent." ”

Xue Wenrui pretended to be satisfied and nodded, and then he stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Xun has no objection, then please ask the junior brother to do it!"

After speaking, he put his hands behind his back and looked like he was watching the battle.

"You ......" Ying Xuewen has the urge to vomit blood, he has seen shameless people, but he has never seen such a shameless person. I gave the big head to the other party, and the other party was embarrassed to be a spectator next to him.

His heart was full of anger and anger, and he looked at Xue Wenrui's face and couldn't speak for a long time. Suddenly, the corner of his eyes moved, as if he had discovered something, and joy rose in his heart, and the anger just now disappeared without a trace.

"Since the senior brother is so polite, I will accept it. Please also ask my senior brother to help me!" As soon as Ying Xuewen gave up his hand, he began to pinch the trick, but this time he pinched the trick with one hand.

With the other hand, he tucked it in his sleeve, secretly took out a red toad, and pinched it into powder in his hand.

It may have been that he had just been frightened by Xue Wenrui, and his mind fluctuated, and it wasn't until a few breaths ago that he found out that Xue Wenrui didn't even open the aura shield for some reason, which was a fatal weakness!

He had taken the antidote, and now the effect of the medicine is still there, but the other party has no antidote, and the two of them are so close to each other! Ying Xuewen's body trembled a little because of his excitement.

Ying Xuewen pinched the trick for a long time this time, and with the pinching, the wind blew around, flying sand and stones, confusing people's eyes.

"Hey!" Ying Xuewen let out a low snort, and the wind around him spread violently, but instead of rolling towards the disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, he wrapped Xue Wenrui and him in it.

Then, with a wave of Ying Xuewen's sleeve, a strong wind erupted from his sleeve, carrying a dense purple powder, and pounced on Xue Wenrui.

"Huh!" Xue Wenrui looked surprised, he had already seen Ying Xuewen's strangeness, but he didn't think that the other party would attack him first.

After a moment's pause, the thick dust came to him.

As soon as he saw the color of the dust, Xue Wenrui knew that the dust should be a kind of poison, but he didn't expect that this Ying Xuewen would like to use poison like himself.

For some reason, he didn't perform the "Silver Moon Void Step" and let the powder of the red toad pill fall on him.

Ying Xuewen saw that he had succeeded, his face was stunned at first, and he seemed to be a little incredulous, and only when he was convinced again did he become ecstatic.

"Hahahaha!hahaha!" Ying Xuewen's laughter was very comfortable, very enjoyable, and every hair on his body was trembling excitedly. Like a bird that has regained its freedom, like a prisoner who has been released, like an animal fleeing from a hunter.

Nearly 20 years of depression, nearly 20 years of depression, and nearly 20 years of grievances have all been swept away.

He suddenly found that he hadn't been so happy for decades, only when he was seven years old, he had always been low, because he was found to have a very good cultivation talent, everyone in the family looked at him with hot eyes, and everyone gave him gifts, he felt unprecedented joy.

If he could, he would love to scream, jump, stomp, and even flip on the ground to express his happiness.

Ying Xuewen looked up to the sky and smiled, laughed, laughed so much that he couldn't straighten his waist, and couldn't open his eyes when he laughed, and he laughed for half a cup of tea.

When he finally got tired of laughing and wanted to take a look at Xue Wenrui, who was only a skeleton eroded by the Red Toad Pill, he opened his eyes, but then he was stunned.

Xue Wenrui didn't have anything to do, he was patting the last powder on his body. His skin was still as smooth as it was, his complexion was still as full as it was, and his smile was still so obnoxious.

Seeing Ying Xuewen's eyes, Xue Wenrui smiled obscenely: "Senior Brother Ying, do you have any happy events?

Ying Xuewen felt dizzy for a while, his chest was hot, and the backlash just now could no longer be suppressed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Hey, Senior Brother Ying, what's wrong with you, we have a deep friendship, so I don't have to be so excited when I see Senior Brother!" Xue Wenrui said with a concerned face.

"Poof!" Ying Xuewen's mouth was very angry, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The first mouthful of blood was caused by the sudden fall from the heaven of joy to the hell of sorrow. And this second mouthful of blood was a living word to Xue Wenrui.