long night walk

Chapter 132
"Su Jing is in the realm of spirit inheritance. In this way, his strength can be compared with the peak of Jin Shengwei's injury. Thinking about it this way, these newly forged mech fighters on me can't compete with him. I can only find another method."

"Jin Sheng?" Li Xuan's face twitched, and for some reason this kid would mention Master Thirteen Swords' name at this time.

Fang Geyu let out a snort, and those big eyes that seemed to be able to talk were full of irony.

"What's the use of that scrap iron monopolizing the title of Thirteen Swords? It doesn't hurt the peak state. Believe it or not, if he is in the peak state, even if he uses countless sneak attacks and plots against Su Jing, he won't be able to kill Su Jing." In her hands, after ten breaths, she definitely came out lying down."

"So strong?" Even Bai Li'an's usual calm temperament couldn't help being a little shocked.

He had personally witnessed the power of Jin Sheng's Yuan Li sword.

The ordinary cultivator of Yuanli Tianjie is afraid that his body will fall apart if he is scratched at the slightest scratch.

He couldn't help but smiled wryly: "In this way, even if I borrowed the Yuanli sword from Jinsheng, it would be useless."

He also thought about rushing back to the mountains overnight, asking Jinsheng to borrow his sword, drawing the sword to attract thunder, and temporarily forcing that person back.

Fang Geyu sneered, feeling that he was too naive.

"Although based on your relationship with Scrap Tie, he might easily lend you the sword, but so what? Once the Yuanli sword is recognized as its owner, there will be no third person in this world who can pull out the sword. Take ten thousand steps back and say, you can really pull out the Yuanli Sword and draw out the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, Su Jing is not afraid of this."

Li Xuan couldn't hold back again and raised his right hand again, his face was shocked and speechless: "Wait, this little brother also knows Lord Tianxi Thirteen Swords, how can you listen to his tone and be very familiar?"

Li Jiujiu was also dumbfounded.

In the few months since she was gone, what kind of adventures did Xiao An have, not to mention meeting Fang Geyu, but also being lucky enough to get to know the legendary Thirteen Swords?

Fang Geyu glanced lightly at Li Jiujiu, knowing in his heart that a person like Li Xuan had a lot of requirements for the background power of a son-in-law when choosing a son-in-law.

Si Chen is a good guy, she didn't want the old guy to embarrass him and Jiujiu too much, she pretended to be unintentional and said, "Oh, you said Jin Sheng's scrap iron, that guy is newly acquired by Si Chen Little brother, I am helping him look after the mountain nursing home now."

Li Xuan was beyond comprehension: "This... Miss Fang, don't want to make fun of Tianxi."

Fang Geyu stared at him coolly: "Will the people from Shifang City make such a joke?"

Li Xuan was taken aback, feeling that the world was becoming more and more abnormal.

Fang Geyu suddenly said again: "I want to bring Jiujiu back to Shifang City."

Li Xuan's eyes lit up immediately.

"No!" Li Jiujiu immediately refused: "Isn't it causing trouble for you if I go back to Shifang City with you? Although your father and brothers love you, you are the young city lord of Shifang City after all, so you can't just because of me. Outsiders, to offend Taixuanzong."

Fang Geyu narrowed his beautiful eyes: "Everyone is afraid of Su Jing, but I am not."

Li Jiujiu lowered his head slowly: "But I'm afraid...Su Jing is determined to kill me, and no one can stop me. Shifang City can protect me for a while, but it can't protect me forever. I am very grateful for coming, but I really can't burden you, after all, you also have your difficulties."

Fang Geyu's squinted eyes stretched out, and the soft eyelash feathers seemed relaxed and gentle, but there was a ferocity that didn't match her age gradually floating between her brows.

"What difficulties can I have? In this world, shouldn't I be the one who should have the most difficulties?"

Li Jiujiu knew that she had touched emotions she shouldn't have touched, and her face turned slightly pale. She pursed her lips and said aggrievedly: "Anyway, I don't care. I won't go to Shifang City with you. If you force me, I will Just hit his head right here."

Fang Geyu looked at her coldly: "What an elm head!"

Bai Lian did not join in this unsolvable conversation. He thought for a long time by himself, silently calculating in his heart.

Seeing his appearance, Fang Geyu's eyes moved: "Hey, what are you talking about?"

Bai Lian raised his head and smiled: "Sect Master Li, can you give me a copy of the topographic map of Feiyun Mountain?"

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Seven days passed in a flash.

In the barren Zhang family's back house, amidst the dazzling lights, the woman in white slowly opened her eyes as cold as the night.

The horizon of the distant mountains gradually reveals a pale golden glow, and the dawn is like a sharp sword breaking dawn. The first ray of morning sun spreads from the sky and the earth, and is cut into fine pieces of light by the yellowed leaves in the deserted courtyard.

Ye Lian outside the light array propped his chin helplessly and yawned lazily.

Soon, in the courtyard, whether it was the rising sun or the mysterious array of light from the Thousand Machine Pestle, they were all consumed by a red lotus of scorching karma when it bloomed.

With a click, the thousand-machine pestle inserted on the ground was broken in two by the flames and the breeze, lying on the ground alone, no matter how difficult it was to release the wonderful power.

The white soft boots stepped on the rustling leaves, and finally the soles of the shoes lightly fell on the Thousand Machine Pestle, crushing it into the dust.

There are no other colors of plain clothes brushing gently in the wind, and the eyes under the mask are as cold as cold springs.

Even though her aura was scorching and karmic fire was lingering, those eyes were still as cold as ice that had been sealed for thousands of years.

She flicked her sleeves lightly, and flicked off the red flames on her clothes, as if destroying an immortal artifact casually, it was a very normal thing.

The white clothes were against the light, and she stood in the same place for a long time, her thin and peerless shadow was obliquely elongated by the morning light.

As if she had existed there for thousands of years, it seemed that she was alone and powerless.

Ye Lian finally noticed something weird, she couldn't help but straightened her back and stood up, staring at the back with a pair of moist and deep eyes, she called softly: "Ah Jing..."

Su Jing looked sideways slightly, the perfect chin exposed under the broken jade mask showed an unhealthy paleness in the morning light, like a precious piece of porcelain and jade.

Her thin lips were slightly pursed, and the line of her lips was cold: "Go up the mountain."

Ye Lian had a headache: "Does it have to be like this? It's not worth it to trade a mask for a human life."

Under the Jade Rabbit mask, the pair of long eyelashes trembled like feathers.

Her voice was as cold as Ye Youtan in full bloom at night, even if there was light, it was cold: "Where in the world is it worth talking about, killing people is just pursuing a heart."

Ye Lian's eyes were gentle: "The little girl was implicated innocently, and you know that..."

Su Jing knew, but she didn't waver in the slightest. She stared at the Feiyun Mountain in the distant mountains with her jet-black eyes like jade, and she seemed to be asking for something in the depths of her eyes.

"In this world, there are many innocent people."

"But being an innocent person doesn't mean I can't kill her."

The moment the white soles left the Thousand Machine Pestle, a red lotus ignited and bloomed from under her feet.

(End of this chapter)