Chapter Thirty-Seven: Confusion

Zhang Wuji arrived, Yang Guan secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, saw him teasing, smiled lightly, frowned, looked at Cheng Kun coldly, and said, "Senior brother, you won't let him escape again this time!"

"Senior brother, don't worry, he can't escape this time, you can recuperate with peace of mind. A cold light flashed in Zhang Wuji's eyes and he spoke. After saying that, his body moved, and a punch was punched, staring at Cheng Kun and shouting: "Cheng Kun is killed!"

"Hmph!" Cheng Kun snorted indifferently, but he didn't slack off, and his palm stirred up a burst of thunder, fighting with Zhang Wuji.

"Let's go, let's get out of here!" Zhao Min dragged Yang Guan to leave.

"What's wrong?" Yang Guan said with some confusion.

"The Emperor of the Great Fire of Wan'an Temple is extremely angry, and he has sent a few masters, if we don't leave, we won't have a chance," he said, his eyes rolled, and he continued: "Look, my brother is here alone, how can there be any ambush, Cheng Kun is just delaying time now, let's go!"

"You're not going back to Ruyang Palace?" Yang Guan regretted as soon as the words came out.

"Everyone is like this, how can you have the face to go back, do you want me to go?" Okay, I'll go!"

"Hey!!" I just wanted to grab Zhao Min, but I didn't expect that as soon as I moved, there was severe pain all over my body, but fortunately, the extremely cold qi was pressed by the supreme yang qi that Zhang Wuji had introduced, otherwise the meridians of my body would have to burst.

I was worried that Zhao Min gritted her teeth, supported her serious injuries, and quickly chased after Zhao Min, the rivers and lakes were dangerous, not to mention that she was still the lord of Yuanmeng, and it was extremely dangerous.

At the same time, the voice said: "Wuji, let Cheng Kun go for the time being, he is delaying time, the master of Yuanmeng is about to arrive, I will withdraw first, don't entangle, hurry up!"

Hearing this, Zhang Wuji smiled bitterly, every time it was like this, but what Yang Guan said was the truth, and he forced Cheng Kun back with a punch, and said coldly: "Let you go today!"

"This bastard, don't chase after him!" After running for a while and seeing that Yang Guan didn't chase after him, he stomped his foot fiercely, and Zhao Min said angrily.

"Huh, Zhao Min, why are you running so fast, I'm an injured person. Suddenly, Yang Guan's voice came, Zhao Min was overjoyed, turned around and still had a straight face, and hummed: "You deserve it!"

But when he saw Yang Guan's pale face, he felt another pain in his heart, so he pretended to be calm and said, "How is your injury?"

"Heh, I can't die yet!" Rolling his eyes, Yang Guan gritted his teeth and held her little hand, "Let's go, find a place to heal first." ”

"Who's going with you!" said sweetly in his heart, but on his lips.

"Huh, don't you say that you are my person, marry a chicken and marry a dog with a dog, since you are my person, of course you have to go with me. ”

"Think beautifully!

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Half a month later, there was no moon in the night.

In a cave outside Xiangyang City, Yang Guanpan sat on a stone platform, his face was ruddy, his sickness was gone, focusing on his body, the three internal qi were entrenched in the dantian, the purple pure yang internal qi was the most, the red to the yang internal qi was second, and the black cold qi was at least a trace, but it was tough and cold, which should not be underestimated.

In the past half a month, Yang Guan has been recuperating his injuries, and most of the injuries on his body have been healed, but the extremely cold qi in his body has still not dissolved.

So for a few days, I practiced the Xuanming God Palm Technique, and finally refined this cold qi, but Taoism pays attention to the balance of yin and yang, and Wudang Gong is even more so.

The cold qi was just formed, and there was almost no chaos in the body, the yin and yang were unbalanced, and the pure yang purple qi was vibrating, and it clashed violently with the Xuanming cold qi, but fortunately, Yang Guan had already prepared and cultivated the Jiuyang Divine Skill to calm the Xuanming cold qi, so as to ensure the normal operation of the body.

However, the three internal qi are incompatible with each other, and it is not possible to run at the same time, it seems that there is a chance to enter the wind and clouds, and the three points of the male hegemony are overbearing, if you learn, the fusion of the three different true qi, its power must be amazing.

"Whew!" exhaled like a sword, Yang Guan slowly collected his strength, opened his eyes, his pupils were dark and bright, clean and pure, looking aside, Zhao Min fell asleep wrapped in a piece of animal skin, his pretty face was red, he pouted, and he was cute.

A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, stroking her willow eyebrows, and her eyes showed a thoughtful look, the most difficult to eliminate the grace of beauty, Zhao Min has a deep affection for herself, and she protects each other with death, if she leaves, it is too ruthless.

"Are you awake?" came back to his senses and saw Zhao Min looking at him quietly and taking her into his arms, his heart was peaceful.

"What are you thinking?" Zhao Min asked with a smile as a trace of worry flashed in her eyes, her mind was sharp, and she felt that something was wrong with Yang Guan's emotions.

Looking at the beauty in her arms, she smiled lightly and held up her delicate chin, "I'm not from this world, do you believe it?"

"Giggles, you are not from this world, so where are you from? Could it be that you are an immortal in the sky, with a spring heart rippling with Sifan, and a mortal dust?" Zhao Min smiled crisply, saying this, but there was a little belief in his heart.

"A flower and a lifetime of the world, the world is like dust and sand, this world is just one of them, I don't belong here, I will leave in a short time, and I don't know how long it will take to come back next time. Yang Guan looked at her deeply.

"I'm your person! I'll go with you!" With tears in his eyes, Zhao Min said firmly.

"Silly girl, you're not my man! I can't take you away right now. Yang Guan rubbed the tears on the corners of her eyes and sighed.

"I don't care, if you kiss me, I'll be your person," he said in a voice, looked up at him and said, "You are also mine! Since you can't leave, I'll wait for you to come back!"

"Hahaha!" Yang Guan laughed loudly and said firmly: "I have the most precious treasure, why not be afraid of the impermanence of heaven! Wait for me! I will definitely come back." ”

"Well," Zhao Min nodded sweetly in satisfaction, and then whispered shyly: "You want me!"

Hearing this, his heart fluttered, Yang looked at the pretty woman in his arms with buds waiting to be released, and couldn't help but kiss it, a touch of tenderness, tenderness, sweetness, and warmth.

Kissing the creamy, delicate skin, taking off his clothes, with a touch of silky in his hand, under the pure white belly pocket, Yufeng was tall, and his warm big hands climbed up to Yufeng.

"Huh!" There was a burst of numbness, Zhao Min's eyes were blurred, his eyebrows were charming, his pink lips were soft, Yang Guan's heart was moved, his hands were taboo, a trace of wetness, the accumulated lust exploded, and the beauty ········ in pain.

Two days later, in the wild and secluded valley, the golden snake swam, one by one terrifying, and the two figures slowly walked in, not afraid.

"Is this here?" Zhao Min leaned into Yang Guan's arms and said curiously.

Yang Guan held Zhao Min's little hand tightly, the two were newly married Yan'er, very intimate, looking at a few columns of big characters on the stone wall like a sword, the words were like a sword, implying a sharp edge, nodded and said: "That's right, do you look at those words on the stone wall?"

"Sword Demon Dugu seeks defeat!Is the Dugu Nine Sword you said he created?" Zhao Min looked at Shi Bi and couldn't help but freeze his eyes, and said.

"Well, let's go, let's go get the Blue Blade. Yang Guan said and took Zhao Min and walked in, half a month ago, Yitian Sword was brought out by Yang Guan with Zhao Min, he had been thinking about the martial arts in the sword for a day, and wanted to find a sword to cut off Yitian Sword, so he came to Xiangyang, in order to be the Qingfeng Sword in Dugu Sword Valley.

"Whoosh!"

The two of them landed on the stone platform and lifted the stone slab, revealing an ancient cyan sword, as well as two sword marks and a decaying wooden sword.

"Zheng!"

Pulling out the sword, a faint blue cold light flashed, and with a flick of his fingers, "Hum!" The sound was like a sword, it seemed to have a sharp edge, the light flashed in his eyes, the corners of Yang Guan's mouth curled, and he smiled: "Good sword! ”

"Okay!" Zhao Min said happily as he handed him the Heavenly Sword.

Holding the two swords, concentrating and concentrating, the pure yang purple qi was injected into the sword, a trace of purple light flashed on the sword body, and the two swords collided together at the same time.

"Click!"

"Ding ding!" The two swords couldn't withstand each other's edges, and they broke and fell to the ground, but there was a hollow inside the Heavenly Sword with a thin brocade cloth inside. Take it off, slowly unfold it, and densely write small characters.

"This is the Nine Yin True Sutra? It's really extraordinary, much better than the exercises I practiced. Zhao Min came over, and after reading the martial arts on the brocade cloth, he said happily.

"Well, to be precise, it's a simplified version of the Nine Yin True Scripture! Even if you practice the martial arts above, you will only have the original six or seven layers of power at most. Yang Guan replied.