"It's fine!"

Hearing this, Ouyang Ke waved his hand, although his face was a little pale, although the injuries caused by the previous vomiting of blood looked terrifying, but it was not strict;

"Brother Ke......"

Maybe because of the scene just now, Li Mochou's eyes were still a little red: "Is it really okay?"

"Don't worry!"

After a while, a bloodstain had turned into a blood flail, solidifying at the corner of Ouyang Ke's mouth, and Ouyang Ke seemed to be unaware, with a trademark smile on his face:

"Am I like this, like something?"

In this regard, Li Mochou finally nodded, and she no longer doubted the former's words;

"You can't die like this?"

At this moment, Zhou Botong's muttering came out extremely inopportunely: "This guy is really a freak?"

Suddenly, Zhou Botong's hair, as if stimulated, stood up instantly, and when he raised his head, he saw a beautiful face, staring at him;

"Ahem......"

Zhou Botong's throat rolled slightly, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his voice was hoarse and dry: "I mean this kid's martial arts are too powerful...... Ahem, that's amazing!"

"Humph!"

Li Mochou glanced at Zhou Botong coldly and snorted.

In her mind, if it weren't for the latter, then today's events would not have happened, let alone those things that followed;

Regarding Li Mochou's slightly unkind gaze, Zhou Botong did not refute it this time;

After all, today's incident does have a lot to do with him......

Just when Zhou Botong and Li Mochou stared at each other, neither of them noticed that between Ouyang Ke's eyebrows, there was a fleeting trace of pain, as well as a slightly clenched right hand in his sleeve robe;

And in the palm of your hand. It is also a touch of ice chips that quietly emerges;

"By the way, Ouyang Ke, what did you say was the Treasure Tree King of the Persian Sect before?"

Subsequently, Zhou Botong, who was a naughty child, also remembered the matter of Persian Mingjiao, stared at Ouyang Ke with burning eyes at the moment, and said with a smile:

"Could it be that they have something to do with the [Ming Sect]?"

In an instant, Ouyang Ken exhaled his strength, and shattered the white ice chips, and the palm of his hand. It is also back to the normal color:

"[Mingjiao] started from the Persian general religion, and it can be regarded as a branch of its flow into the Central Plains!"

Hearing Ouyang Ke's words, Zhou Botong was also stunned, and then said with a smile: "This [Mingjiao] actually has such a origin?"

Seeing this, Li Mochou on the side was also stunned, and said, "[Mingjiao]?"

Obviously, she was also extremely curious about the origin of those people before her;

"Hehe, look at you like this. I know you haven't heard of [Mingjiao]!"

As soon as Li Mochou's words fell, Zhou Botong's rather smug strange laughter also sounded:

"But the old urchin was just like you at the beginning, and he didn't know anything about this [Mingjiao]. Later, I learned about this [Mingjiao] ...... from my senior brother."

"Old urchin!"

Hearing Zhou Botong's question, the calm on Ouyang Ke's face also slowly converged, and he frowned. After pondering for a moment, he interrupted the former, who was about to talk about the origin of [Mingjiao]:

"I have something to leave, so I won't accompany you to find the [Tantra]!"

"This [Mingjiao] is ......"

Suddenly. Zhou Botong's words paused slightly, turned his head to look at Ouyang Ke, and said, "Hey, Ouyang Ke, what's the matter, you're leaving?"

"Hmm!"

Hearing this, Ouyang Ke hesitated for a moment, and then said with a slightly strange cheek: "I want to go back to the Western Regions!"

"Back to the Western Regions?"

Hearing this, Zhou Botong and Li Mochou were both stunned, and they also felt a little sudden about Ouyang Ke's sudden proposal to return to the Western Regions;

It seems that he doesn't understand why he is so good, why Ouyang Ke wants to go back to the Western Regions;

Ouyang Ke's strange eyes swept over Li Mochou's body, and then said, "This matter is very important to me, I have a reason to go......

......

......

Bright top!

These days of light are like a volcano that will erupt magma at any time, and the atmosphere inside it is an abnormal fire storm;

Although the people of the Persian Sect who came to seek back the [Great Shift of Qiankun] have left, there is no slackness in the [Mingjiao], but they are becoming more and more nervous;

Even, even those Dharma kings and scattered people who rarely appear in the religion all appear on the top of the light;

Because everyone knows very well that since the departure of the Persian Patriarch, I am afraid that there is a greater whirlpool of events waiting for them......

In the corner of the bright top [clear water cold pool];

A bewitching shadow stood calmly, the pair of clear eyes, looking at the cold pool, quietly, I don't know what I was thinking;

"I wonder what's wrong with you?"

Behind Shi Yiqian, Guan Fu said a little helplessly: "Since you came back last time, you have become more and more fond of coming here [Blue Water Cold Pool]......

Shi Yiqian turned his back to Guan Fu and said lightly: "You are too wide!"

"You think I want to, if it weren't for your father asking me to follow you, I wouldn't want to be frozen in this [Blue Water Cold Pool];"

Guan Fu smiled a little bitterly, then suddenly glanced at Qianying in front of him, and guessed randomly: "What attracts you here, is it any good memories?"

This [Blue Water Cold Pool], before Shi Yiqian, rarely came here, but now, almost every day, sometimes staying, is a few hours;

The anomaly between them is too obvious;

Although the former's mind is not very delicate, he can still feel it;

And Shi Yiqian was also slightly shocked because of Guan Fu's words, but there was no change in his cheeks, just said lightly: "I like to stay here, just stay here, do you need a reason?"

"Oh!"

Guan Fu nodded, but didn't ask anything more.

Seeing this, Shi Yiqian breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, in fact, she didn't know why she always liked to come here;

Maybe it's because every time she comes here, a figure always unconsciously appears in her mind;

And the place where he first met was by a waterhole;

Then, Guan Fu just wanted to speak, his eyes suddenly froze, his eyes looked at a certain location, and his face changed: "This is the distress signal of the Five Elements Banner, is it ...... Persian archbishop?"

Shi Yiqian, who was on the side, heard this, and his cheeks became solemn;

She knew very well that now this bright top, like a volcano, was waiting for some time to erupt;

And the arrival of the Persian archacy was the beginning of the volcanic eruption;

Bright at the top!

There, the sound of overwhelming footsteps sounded, and then a dense white-robed figure with a bloody aura appeared in the field of vision at the foot of the mountain;

"It's the head of the church......"

Looking at this large number of people and horses, among the five-element flags responsible for guarding, some voices suddenly sounded;

These days, the matter between the [Ming Sect] and the Persian Sect has obviously spread like a whirlwind throughout the Bright Peak;

"Stop!"

At the forefront of the Persian Sect, the six figures suddenly took the lead and stopped, waved their palms, and shouted coldly...... (To be continued......)