Zhang Ye hadn't decided yet, and a soft voice came from his ear, "Give it to him, he didn't lie."

It was Long Lan, who had been silent since the beginning of the battle and pounced on Zhang Ye's back, who spoke.

Hearing this fresh and dusty saintess say this, Changkong Wuji was slightly stunned and looked at Long Lan for a moment.

"In that case, take it!"

Zhang Ye was also quite simple, and after deciding, he directly threw the demon yuan relics in his hands.

Snoring - Changkong Wuji immediately hid the relics. After that, he said, "I'm sorry, I can't cut it now, the Demon Yuan Relic is like a golden pill, hard and incomparable, almost equal to an incorruptible body, there is no way at present, I have to go back to Wushuang City, and ask my mother to do it." ”

Zhang Ye suddenly felt deceived, and vaguely felt that this was tantamount to robbery.

At that moment, Zhang Ye's eyes narrowed, ready to give it a go.

"Don't be impulsive, what he said is true, the division of the demon Yuan relics without losing vitality, even if there is a gold eight-grade flying sword, it is difficult to do it, and it can only be divided by the master of the Yuan infant stage. The strength of the long sky can destroy the relics, but it cannot be cut without damage. Ziyi hurriedly issued a warning in the sea of knowledge.

Ziyi is very worried, Zhang Ye, who is used to grabbing things, will make a mistake as soon as he suffers a loss, and if he fights, it will be equivalent to death.

Just look at the purple clothes on the face, not to mention the strength, just look at the face, this Changkong Wuji is also an extraordinary person with an opportunity to create, it is really not the kind of goods of the declining Long Xiaotian Jade Machine.

Ziyi's evaluation is: If he met Changkong Wuji earlier than Zhang Ye, it is difficult to say that he would choose Changkong Wuji.

Zhang Ye's fortune is like a star, no one can see how deep it is, there is a strong attraction in this regard, but Zhang Ye in the early days was really cute and confused, contrary to Ziyi's character, it took Ziyi a long time to understand this guy.

"Zhang Ye deserves to be Zhang Ye. Now that Mowgli has seen it, fighting with you has not insulted me. ”

After collecting the relics, Changkong Wuji hugged his fists, "Wuji left a promise here, he divides the relics day by day, even if it is the end of the world, he will find you and give you half." ”

Haughty, he left the etiquette, turned around and floated, and was about to leave.

"Can you run?" Zhang Ye chased into the air and caught Changkong Wuji.

"You...... Let go. ”

Changkong Wuji frowned, he was really not used to being pulled by such a rough guy.

"What do you put in it, you want to run away after taking the relics?" Zhang Ye said.

"What are you going to do, haven't I already explained?" said Changkong Wuji angrily.

"Huh?" Zhang Ye said, "You are still reasonable, come less." It is easy to speak, who wouldn't say, or you give me the relics, and I will repeat what you just said, but let's see if you will let me go?"

"You ......" Changkong Wuji was almost so angry that he spurted blood.

He is really too unaccustomed to it, he has stood above everyone since he was born, he has always said the same, he has never broken his word, and no one has ever dared to question him, and now he is entangled by this little scoundrel, and it is really not a way.

But after thinking about it, Sky Mowgli was also secretly funny. I think Zhang Ye is not wrong, if the relics are given to Zhang Ye, Changkong Wuji will really not let him go.

This is mainly because Wuji feels too good about himself, he thinks that he is a heavenly man, and he disdains to deceive such a layman as Zhang Ye. But he sees Zhang Ye as a bastard, so he must not believe it.

"Are you going to let go or not?" said Changkong Wuji coldly.

Zhang Ye shook his head and said, "Resolutely, I will never watch others take my things away." ”

Changkong Wuji hesitated for a long time and said, "The heart of a villain is a person." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, or give me the relics, he will be separated from me, and I will definitely be handed over to you, and I will never break my word. Zhang Yewen swore in a crepe manner.

"Whatever you say, I still think you're a scoundrel and can't be trusted. Changkong Wuji looked up and was unmoved.

"You ......" Zhang Ye was so angry with him this time.

Next, chirp crookedly, the two of you come and go, don't use force, fight a war of words, Changkong Wuji is proud and elegant, and his words are compelling, but Zhang Ye always looks very cute and pure, but he seems to be at ease.

Long Lan stopped sleeping, opened her eyes, and watched curiously at the war of words between the two best young people she had ever seen, which was also interesting.

The snow is a little smaller, and the day is dawning. It was so deadlocked all night.

"You're not done yet!" Sky Wuji vaguely showed signs that he couldn't suppress his anger.

Zhang Ye said: "You took away the half that belonged to me, and I was not allowed to nag a few words, where did you get your sense of superiority?"

"You ......" Changkong Wuji was deflated for a while, and the nameless fire melted away a little.

The previous night of war of words, almost every time, when he was about to get out of control, Zhang Ye said this very cutely, Changkong Wuji couldn't find an excuse to go crazy.

"What the hell are you going to do to let me go?" asked Changkong Wuji helplessly.

"Give me the relics, and other than that, resolutely hold on. Zhang Ye said stubbornly.

"Take it, you scoundrel!" Changkong Wuji finally couldn't stand it, and with a flick of his hand, the quiet demon yuan relic fell into Zhang Ye's hands.

Snoring - Zhang Ye put it away, turned around and left.

"Stop!"

This time, Changkong Wuji grabbed him by the collar, "Although it is given to you, I don't trust you, you can't leave my sight until you divide it." ”

"It's up to you. Zhang Ye now puts the baby in his arms, and his heart is much more steady, no matter what he says.

Changkong Wuji said, "Where are you going, I will go, just now that there is nothing to do, I will follow you, I specially invite you to board my unparalleled blessing ship." ”

Zhang Ye didn't miss him very much, so he turned around and left, leaving a series of footprints on the snow, "No need, I like to walk with my feet." ”

Changkong Wuji was slightly stunned, but he didn't say much, he rose up and entered the unparalleled blessing ship that was always suspended in the air.

In this way, a strange scene was formed, Zhang Ye walked in the ice and snow below, and the unparalleled blessing boat that followed above was translucent, as beautiful and extravagant as a dream.

In the hall of the lucky ship, there is a trace of noble and fragrant contemplation.

Eight snow-white and beautiful women surrounded Changkong Wuji's side.

But at the same time, they will also secretly look down, looking at the thin and lonely back, walking step by step between the heavy snow.

After watching it for a long time, even Changkong Wuji felt that it was also a kind of realm.

For three days in a row, Zhang Ye always braved the wind and snow, carrying Long Lan on his back and walking on his legs.

In the afternoon, the wind and snow suddenly became heavy.

"Holy Maiden Longlan, I wonder if Wuji is lucky enough to invite you to take shelter from the wind and snow in the blessed boat?"

At this time, the sound of the sky was heard from the lucky ship above.

"Thank you for the kindness of the prince Wuji. Although Long Lan's cheeks were red from the cold, she still trembled and said: "You only see that Long Lan has traveled to the Nine Realms since she was a child, and has lived in the Flying Snow Pavilion for a long time, and is not in the inner city, you will know what path I have chosen." Imagination is a blessing, down-to-earth is the way, I choose the latter. ”

In the lucky boat, Changkong Wuji, who was quietly watching the two people below through the window, was slightly stunned and didn't say much.