"Fang Jiu..." Teng wanted to sigh lightly, his body flashed, moved with the wind, appeared outside the crowd, and stopped the other party in front of a red tent. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fang Jiu, the former hunting cultivator of the Sixth Hunting Gate, the young man who gave Teng Desire the first good fortune in the mortal world, now seems to have changed his name and surname, far away from his homeland.

The clothes are no longer black soft armor, but a simple black clothes, tattered, and the angular face has a touch of perseverance. Cultivation has also improved a little, from the five spirits of the mortal world more than 20 days ago to the six spirits of the mortal today.

Listening to the voice of the woman in the tent, Fang Jiu seemed to have changed to Ghost Six.

Seeing that he was stopped by Teng Desire, Fang Jiu looked at him indifferently and didn't say a word. The light in his eyes was cold, and it seemed that he had long been reborn, and he was no longer the young man with a kind heart.

As a result, many monks and scattered people gathered around, all looking at each other and whispering in silence.

"Shangxian, he is the sixth ghost of my clan," Kuchuan said.

"Stand down, all stand down," Teng wanted to wave his hand, and a strong wind surrounded him, forcing the monks around him to retreat ten feet away one by one.

Then, he turned sideways slightly, looked at the mountain in the distance, and said: "Ghost Six, no longer at home, wandering outside, like walking with the corpse, this is called a ghost." Commemorating the Sixth Hunting Gate, this is called the sixth. ”

"The immortals are wrong, the ghosts are non-human, the six initiates, they often call me ghost cultivators. Fang Jiu said lightly.

"Don't you hate me? ”

"What do you hate, I'm more ruthless than you!" Fang Jiu said, seemingly containing something that Teng Qi didn't know.

"Is it, the exterminator, standing in front of you, indifferent?"

"Clan?hahahahaha, can't the upper immortals see that they have never been integrated into it, and can't they see that even if they are integrated, they are just a sharp sword, a cold and ruthless weapon.

Who is the clan, who is the clan, what qualifications do you have to call it a clan?" Fang Jiu sneered and laughed.

He has long had enough, and in the twenty years of the Sixth Hunting Gate, he has never been indifferent and ruthless, and he is like a murderer.

It wasn't until he met Teng Desire that he discovered that the madness of the hunting gate would rather implicate the innocent and shoot the entire Nirvana village than let the other party go.

As a hunting cultivator, he knew better the origin of the so-called hundred-year-old Lingyang, and he also knew that the hunting gate was notorious in the mortal world, and he also knew that the so-called high hopes of the master were just trying to cultivate him into a ruthless arrow.

It's just that as a hunting cultivator, many things are involuntarily, knowing that there are mistakes, and they will do it without hesitation, and what they follow is never their own guidelines, but the guidelines of hunting.

From that day on, he saw through.

Hunting and cultivating is just a chess piece of the Hunting Gate and even the Hunting Pavilion, but it is just a ruthless arrow. Hunting and cultivating is more like a microcosm of this cruel mortal dust.

For their own benefit, unscrupulous means.

There is nothing wrong with this, people are not for themselves, and the heavens and the earth will be destroyed, but he has a good heart, and he can't do it. He has never really satisfied his master, and he has never been a qualified hunter.

On that note, he's a lot like Tense.

But now, things have long been wrong, and the life and death of the hunter have long been unimportant to him.

He saw Chunchun, the little doll who had a relationship in Nirvana, and looked at the other party's happy appearance, as if he remembered his past.

If it is changed to a hunting door, Chunchun will no longer have any laughter.

"That's not enough to keep you from hateful. Teng Xuan shook his head slightly, he seemed to see some hidden facts in Fang Jiu's body.

"There are some things, don't ask about them, I don't call Fang Jiu anymore, and I don't want to remember them anymore. Fang Jiu really had something unspeakable, and at the end of the curtain, he sighed slightly.

"Now you've changed. ”

"The City of Killing is the iron cavalry guarding the southern city, don't you know that the immortals?"

Teng wanted to listen, but he really knew that he seemed to have understood Fang Jiu's choice, and the charges he had borne in the Hunting Gate were only to come here to guard the frontier and pay for it.

In silence, he stepped his shoulders along.

"I've heard everything about you, and since I'm lucky enough to meet here, I'll tell you something. Fang Jiu shouted to stop his desire and slowly spoke.

"What's the matter? ”

"There are still fish that have slipped through the net in the Sixth Hunting Gate, if you can, please cut the grass and eradicate the roots!"

"The fish that slipped through the net...... The head of the Sixth Hunting Gate?" Teng Desire Jing Fang Jiuyi mentioned it, but he almost forgot about it.

"It's not just the head of the sect, but also the young master of the Sixth Hunting Gate, Fang Yin!"

After Teng Yu was slightly stunned, he turned his head suddenly, looked at Fang Jiu in disbelief, and said, "He died under his own stone arrow, an arrow pierced his heart, how could he still be alive?"

"Specifically, I don't know, she will seek revenge on you. ”

"She?"

"Yes!"

"There are a lot of crooked ways, I remember, it sounds like you hate the Sixth Hunter Gate. Teng Xuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Fang Jiu with interest.

He seemed to have roughly guessed something, but the other party didn't say it, and there was no need to force it. Everyone has their own little secrets, and they all have things they don't want outsiders to know.

Seeing that Fang Jiu didn't speak, Teng wanted to put away the wind and walked towards the mountain in the distance, without hurrying or slowing.

The bitter boat was full of curiosity in the back, but he didn't take out Fang Jiu's words. King Qi didn't say a word, like a shadow and was inseparable from Teng Desire.

"The City of Killing is the Southern Emperor's power?" said to King Qi.

"Almost, the Southern Emperor does not restrain them, but when there is a difficult moment, these killing cultivators are the most powerful iron horses of the Southern Emperor. ”

"The Southern Emperor summoned me, why did you summon me?"

"This, I don't know anything about it, Shangxian went to the palace, so he naturally knows. ”

The tents here are all very large and sturdy, the largest can accommodate dozens of people, all of them are blood-red, built on the grassland, densely packed.

Soon, Teng wanted to come to this mountain, full of red leaves, built some black buildings and halls, with the power of the heavenly realm.

Teng wanted to step directly and came to the top of this mountain, in front of a black pavilion like a sword, and the appearance of the pavilion made him immediately recall the moment he first saw Lethe, that person, a sword, standing between heaven and earth.

At the same time as he came up, the blood light of the animal skin was also extremely thick, and it seemed that the killing armor was here. Out of the pavilion came a white-haired old man, not as scrawny as the bitter boat, but as strong as a big buffalo.

Cultivation, Lintian!

"The immortal descended, the old man's bitter clouds were lost, the animal skin reappeared, and the blood light soared to the sky, it must be the instructions of Lord Lechuan.

It's just that it's still difficult to get the Killing Armor. When this sturdy old man who was cultivating in the sky spoke, he seemed to be telling Teng Desire that he could not get it directly.

Teng Xuan didn't speak, he stepped into the pavilion, and there was a painting hanging in front of him, and the painting showed the back of a great shore.

The appearance of the back looks very much like Lethe, and if you look at it in the world of this painting, you will find that on the opposite side of this back, far away, there is a woman faintly.

A woman who seemed to be coerced, there were several figures around the woman, and after taking a closer look, Teng wanted to suddenly find that it was an immortal!

And this back figure can't do anything, only the anger of the heart like a knife, the monstrous anger!