After my death, I became the white moonlight of the whole cultivation world

Chapter 155

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Yuan Kanghong took out his fan, intending to tease Yun Weixian, but he was a little confused when he heard her say this.

"sit down."

what?
Before he could open his mouth to ask, he felt a heavy blow on the top of his head. There was a squeeze from his body to his feet, and it became difficult to breathe. Then it seemed that something broke his legs. Sitting cross-legged on the sand like this.

Bean-sized drops of sweat slid down his forehead.

Naturally, it wasn't hot, but fear from the bottom of his bones.

Seeing this, Yun Weixian remembered that he reckoned it was just a rare golden pill, so he put it away a little: "Sorry, I overestimated you."

Then he went to look at Ning Qingyuan again: "Senior Brother Six, is there anything you can make up for?"

"I am searching."

Ning Qingyuan flipped through the storage bag, and found a piece of clean cloth from inside, which was used to wrap paper scrolls, and there was a silky ink fragrance.

After laying it out on the sofa, Ning Qingyuan scratched his head when he watched Yun Weixian sit cross-legged unceremoniously without leaving him any room, and just sat down casually.

Yuan Kanghong was still glaring at the two of them at first, but then he realized that he had found the wrong person, so he suppressed his anger a little bit, hoping that the two senior brothers over there could make a quick fight and come back to help him.

Seeing him keep looking at the battle situation on both sides, Yun Weixian took the fan in his hand and spread it out to cover the light shining on her face.

"Guess who will win?"

"Huh," Yuan Kanghong said, and found himself feeling better, and immediately couldn't hold back the cold threat, "I kindly advise you, let go of my words now, and you can pretend that nothing happened."

Yun Weixian glanced at him lightly, and then, Yuan Kanghong's body sank, halfway into the sand, he gritted his teeth and still let out a muffled groan, his face turned ugly.

"Now is it time to guess?"

Looking at him, Ning Qingyuan couldn't bear it, turned his eyes away, and looked at Yan Wenshu first: "Eldest brother should be able to win."

As for the other side, Xiao Zhihan was already suppressed by the other side, who was also a talisman cultivator.

Yuan Kanghong couldn't help but sneered when he heard the words: "I guess, my two senior brothers won."

Seeing that he finally opened his mouth, Yun Weixian nodded in satisfaction: "Well, if you guess right, I'll let you go. But if you guess wrong, what can you offer in exchange for the three of you to live together?" ?”

"……"ha?Is Seventh Junior Sister trying to kill someone?Ning Qingyuan subconsciously held his breath, leaving only a pair of jet-black eyes rolling.

Hearing what she said, Yuan Kanghong couldn't help but frowned and looked at her again with an expression that didn't seem to be joking or putting on airs at all.

But with his realm, he really can't see any clues, he just feels that Yun Weixian's age is really not that old.

Why is she so confident?

Is it because of the strength of those two people, what other mystery is hidden?
Yuan Kanghong didn't answer the words for a while, endured the discomfort, turned around and continued to carefully watch the battle situation on both sides.

That sword cultivator was indeed stronger than imagined, and for a while, his brother sword cultivator didn't take any advantage.

The other talisman cultivator was indeed only at the foundation-building stage, and was firmly suppressed by senior brother talisman cultivator. Relying on the ever-changing talisman and the magic weapon on his body, he was able to survive without defeat.

Ning Qingyuan also knew that he should be more worried about the fourth senior brother at this meeting, but he still couldn't hold back, and was fascinated by seeing Dao Xiu who was fighting against the senior brother.

This was the first knife repair he had seen with his own eyes.

Although the man wields a long sword, the sword technique is more domineering than that of a martial artist, which is not consistent with the sword technique he yearns for.

However, I still can't help but think, what kind of situation will it be if he can also have such a powerful saber technique, and can wield it freely, and easily fight against others?

(End of this chapter)