Finally came back and said, after the operation, the mother is going to have a meal to open her mouth, clothes to stretch her hands, there are too many things to work and family, work someone slowly, these days take time to add more ~~

But said to smell a strong smell of blood, although the original immortal cultivators can be said to have experienced a hundred battles, but that is outside the Kunlun peaks, Kunlun is the leader of the righteous path in the world, naturally peaceful, it can be said that the smell of blood itself is a very abnormal performance, not to mention the cultivation to the Yuan Infant, although it is not as rich as the out-of-body monk who feels the heaven and the earth, but also has a little bit of the power of the heaven and the earth, but all the big things will come out, and the mind will be restless.

Now Jia Jia's mind is a little restless, and in the Kunlun peaks, he stepped on the sword and turned back at the moment, and went straight to the direction of the smell of blood.

Looking at the long strand of black and white hair picked up by the breeze from afar, Jia Jia blinked her eyes, and her eyes were very good, and she was greeted by a young but haggard face.

In the mouths of the master, the master and even most of the Yuanying monks of the same generation, she is a real senior in front of this monk.

Seeing that his condition was not right, his nose sniffed the thick smell of blood. Jia Jia frowned, and before she could react, she took the lead in her mouth: "Li Wuchen, what are you doing?"

Li Wuchen glanced at her lightly, different from the respect and rules that he had seen her in the past, but was full of indifference. Jia Jia frowned, and was about to speak.

But I saw a flash of silver light in front of me. A rich Kunlun orthodox aura rushed to his face. She's quick-eyed. A handful took over the thrown thing, and the hand was numb, and the Heaven Replenishing Tribulator in his hand seemed to be excited by the power of thunder and lightning on this thing, and a feeling of being ready to come out spontaneously arose.

Her hands trembled slightly, she lowered her head, her eyes swept over the things in her hands, and when she really saw the things in her hands, her eyes suddenly widened, and this kind of surprise appeared on the body of a mid-infant monk. There is no other reason, there is only one: that is, the thing in his hand is not the side, but it is the famous Kunlun Slashing Divine Knife.

The God Slashing Knife is special, although it is called a knife, it can be used as a sword. Almost all of the masters of the slashing sword in the past dynasties are out-and-out sword cultivators, which may be related to the fact that the sword cultivation is the most and the most testing of the mind. Among the hundreds of thousands of disciples in Kunlun, sword cultivation accounts for the largest proportion. It can be said that as long as there are such resources and talents, nine out of ten monks will choose sword cultivation. The cultivation of monks is valuable in refinement, and it is valuable in specialization. That's the reason for not being more.

This Lord of the Divine Slashing Sword, Li Wuchen, is no exception, he is a real sword cultivator. Although Jia Jia is not a sword cultivator. But there are too many sword cultivators around her, and she has heard of them somewhat. The sword does not leave the hand, the hand does not leave the sword, and the sword does not leave the body until the last resort. This is something that sword cultivators must know from the beginning of their cultivation path. Only people who truly understand swords and love swords can do a good job of being a qualified sword cultivator. At present, the best of the younger monks who knows and loves swords has abandoned the sword, and the premonition of bad luck has arisen spontaneously, and it has become more and more intense.

"Li Wuchen?" Jia Jia opened a pair of wonderful eyes, belonging to the majesty of the monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, although she looked soft, but with this three points of "qi" she also showed a bit of majesty.

Li Wuchen's extremely indifferent expression cracked, and the corners of his mouth cracked a stiff arc, as if he was forced to smile, obviously laughing, but showing a little bitterness.

"Hahaha!" he laughed, obviously laughing, but the voice was not far away, like a leaky ball, hoarse and lifeless, "no worries, finally relieved, ahem." ”

Coughing dryly, his body moved slightly, and a bright red flashed in front of her eyes, although it was a very small scene, but it still made her scratch it. Jia Jia took two steps back in astonishment, Rao She has been in Kunlun for decades, but it is the first time she has encountered such a situation.

I was stunned for a moment, and before my mind could react, an aura in my hand had already ejected past, and the aura came first, and the voice came: "Stop." ”

No matter what the reason, Li Wuchen wants to spontaneously combust Jin Dan, and she will not sit idly by: Yu Qing, no matter how much friendship he has with Li Wuchen, he is the best among the Kunlun juniors, and Jia Jia naturally can't watch an excellent Kunlun juniors fall in her own face. She has always believed that the cultivation of monks is more than mortal cultivation, and they have more opportunities to set foot in eternal life, in this case, they should spare their lives, even if they want to die, they should die on the battlefield, not die in Kunlun, and die so aggrieved;

Without thinking about it, she made a move, and at the same time sent a communication talisman in her hand, and rushed towards Tai'a Peak.

However, no matter how fast she struck, how much could she help a person who was bent on death? With that aura, Jia Jia held the sword in her hand, and the person had already deceived herself to Li Wuchen.

Her body is so good, there are traces on the two peaks of Kunlun Tibetan Sword and Tai'a, that is, the addictive Demon Dao double cultivators Lu Zhouxu and Zhen Yirou both take her helplessly, but in the past, everyone didn't see much. It is also famous, but in fact, it is rare to see. At present, he naturally made every effort to save Li Wuchen. Even Gao Ning, the deacon of Shoufeng, who didn't understand the slightest difference between the monks above Jindan, was dumbfounded: he saw that his shadow was like the wind, and it was difficult to describe his shape, only a glimpse of it, flashing in front of his eyes.

If it is placed in normal times, with Li Wuchen's temperament, how many points can not be weighed carefully? But now Li Wuchen's eyes were gray, as if he hadn't seen her body, like a marionette, and he knew that he couldn't resist her full strength, so he simply didn't move, let her do it, the burning Jin Dan was forcibly pressed down by her aura with the ability to wind silk and hundreds of strengths, even though the aura that was also Kunlun's orthodox exercises wrapped the huge but no longer round Jin Dan like a cicada chrysalis, Jin Dan monk, the essence and blood of the whole body are above the Jin Dan, Jin Dan is burning, how much is the possibility of his whole person recovering? Jia Jia raised his head and looked at Li Wuchen with a look of regret, Li Wuchen was stunned, his eyes were stunned, and he didn't say a word. Jia Jia knew in her heart: even if Li Wuchen is better, the possibility of this body cultivation being able to recover is almost zero.

If it weren't for a monk who was bent on death, no one would have killed himself in such a way.

There is Jia Jia to take care of Li Wuchen, Li Wuchen can't move for half a day, and Li Leshan, who learned that Li Wuchen had an accident, took the lead and came to the clouds. His face was full of anger, and his eyes looking at Li Wuchen were full of hatred for iron and steel, and he was so talented that he had already greeted him with a slap: "You, you, it's very good!" Li Leshan's angry hand was a slap.

This slap fell on his favorite grandson in the past, Li Wuchen. Li Leshan's eyes narrowed, and layers of heat emanated from between his noses, causing the monks on the side to complain. He is a single fire spirit root, and he cultivates himself more on weekdays, so he is rarely angry, but if he can't control it like her, he will suffer from eating fish, and the heat waves in the air will come one after another.

Although this slap used brute force, it was not skillful, if he was willing to dodge it, Li Wuchen could naturally dodge it easily. However, Li Wuchen didn't dodge or dodge, in the end it was his grandfather, Li Wuchen raised his eyes to look at Li Leshan, and hung his head expressionlessly.

"I, my Li family finally came up with such a person as you who can be said to be a glorious lintel, you are good, such an impulsive, do you know what the consequences will bring?" Li Wuchen looked at Li Wuchen angrily with a pair of tiger eyes, his eyes were full of indignation.

In normal times, Li Wuchen would probably raise his hands high, indicating that his mission is clear, and he will work hard to live up to the hopes of his ancestors, but today's Li Wuchen is obviously not quite right, he only raised his eyes to look at him, and then lowered his head again, his eyes were full of coldness.

Taken aback by this coolness, Li Leshan was shocked in his heart, and an indescribable sense of uneasiness arose from under his feet, and he hurriedly said: "What are you going to do?

Although it was not explicitly stated, there was a sense of loosening in the words, but from the mouth of Li Leshan, who has always been in a high position, it was not like an admonition, but more like a reprimand.

Jia Jia stood aside and shook her hand, looked at Li Leshan, and didn't speak. Shizun and Li Leshan's vein is not close, and it is better not to mess with this matter, but Jia Jia, an outsider, was present, and he was so unceremoniously given Li Wuchen's face, which shows the anger in his heart and the obvious faint worry in his eyes.

Li Wuchen lowered his head, still looking like he was being scolded, but he didn't make any other moves.

Li Leshan was worried, opened his mouth, but swallowed the words when he came to his mouth, and finally remembered that there was an outsider present, Jia Jia, coughed lightly, and looked at Li Wuchen angrily: "Let's go! What are you still doing in a daze?"

Although Li Wuchen didn't make much movement, he moved according to his words, and seeing him move, Jia Jia and Li Leshan breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time, as if this small action represented his concession.

Li Leshan snorted coldly in displeasure, and his wide sleeved robe was raised high, indicating the anger of his master.

Li Wuchen followed behind him, and Jia Jia didn't follow too close too closely, ready to take it to the fork in the road, so he returned to Zangjian Peak, and went to the Mingwu Treasure Hall tomorrow.

The three of them turned around and left with their own thoughts.

Gao Ning, the deacon of Shoufeng, looked at the backs of the three of them leaving, and his heart was complicated for a while, and he couldn't tell whether he was looking forward to things or not. Tall people are common, but no one pays attention to a small deacon. Shaking his head and sighing lightly, Gao Ning turned around and left, everything was as usual.

However, none of the three people who thought of seeing this scene today would have thought that all this was just the calm before the storm. When the Yunshui Causeway between the two peaks was linked, Li Wuchen, who was walking behind Li Leshan, suddenly leaned to the side, and fell into the Yunshui Causeway like this. (To be continued......)