Dijun's black moonlight is back

Chunshan smiled with murderous intent, which caused a strong wind to hover around the blade. Although Lingyu sat there without moving, it was more intimidating than directly striking.

"What a irascible little fairy," Xuan Ji was uncharacteristically, her tone no longer frivolous, "but you can think about it, besides me, there is no one else in this world who can answer your request."

He tidied up his clothes, sat upright cross-legged on the couch, and said nothing again.

The two of them stalemate like this for a long time, Ling Yu finally made a concession, waved back Chun Shanxiao.

"Then I can also tell you," Ling Yu said, "If I don't nod, you won't be able to take the sword away."

"As long as you have the ability to reach the sky, you can enter the Sanqing Zhuxian God at the top, and you can play ghosts in the Netherworld at the bottom."

"I said no, you can't."

Xuan Ji thought about her words carefully, and finally asked her tentatively: "Are you the sword master?"

If that day pillar was really descended from Sanqing, there is nothing in the world more suitable for breaking it than her sword.

If it is said that she has no choice, why not Xuan Ji.

Ling Yu raised the corner of his mouth, and answered him with a half-smile: "It has nothing to do with you."

Xuan Ji stared at her for a long time, if his eyes could see through water, there would probably be two holes in her body by now.

He finally made up his mind and lay down on his back: "If that's the case, then we can't agree."

Having been a Demon Lord for so many years, he has to admit that although he is conceited and smart, he was indeed almost entangled by her just now.

This woman is good at bluffing, and it took him so long to react.

"Fairy," Xuan Ji said, "It's not me looking for you, but you looking for me when you enter this near-water tower."

It seemed that he was the one who came to her every time, but in fact she was looking forward to him every time.

This means of playing hard to get is just to compete with him for the right to speak in this negotiation.

In fact, she didn't have many chips in her hands.

Although he didn't know why she wanted to break the formation, Xuan Ji knew one thing, that Ling Yu was very anxious.

It can be pretended on the face and mouth, but it can't be pretended by this action.

What she planned in her heart was to find someone to help her break through.

Thinking about this, Xuan Ji felt much more at ease, and put on a smile again and asked her, "Either follow me back to the sea, and I'll help you break through."

"Or, you don't want to see me again."

Ling Yu kept holding a small porcelain cup in her hand, and she didn't answer after hearing what Xuan Ji said, but the cup in her hand shattered after a while.

Blood seeped out from the gap between her clenched fists, and Xuan Ji knew that his goal was about to be achieved.

"Get rid of Zhenjun Wuyang," Xuan Ji told her before leaving, "I will come and take you away."

After he finished speaking, he disappeared, and the formation that deprived the five senses descended again, and Ling Yu entered the chaos again.

It was the first time in her life that she was forced to have no choice.

Xuan Ji saw through her bluff and knew that she came to him because she wanted something, so he pinched her life.

He has a reason to enter the mountain gate, and he also has the confidence to be an enemy of Mingjing Mountain.

Looking around the world, there was no other person who could help her.

Ling Yu let go of her hand, and the broken porcelain pieces fell to the ground, with her blood still on them.

Originally, she thought that Fengniang's playing this game was really boring, but now that she couldn't find a quiet one, she felt that she really underestimated her.

How could she find one among so many people in such a situation where she felt nothing.

What's more, she didn't want to touch these people at all, and she didn't want others to touch herself, to test whether she was the person she was looking for.

There are fewer and fewer people near the water, some are successfully found, and many have their own troubles. They take off the ribbon with joy and find that they have led the wrong partner.

Ling Yu was sitting on a step leaning against a pillar, and she had already made a decision in her heart if she spoke.

If she wanted to get rid of Wen Jingchan, she had to get Ruyi wine to make him drunk, and then she could act alone.

Getting along with him these days, Ling Yu has to admit, is very comfortable and comfortable.

He is a reliable person, but it doesn't mean that what Ling Yu will do next is within the scope of his approval.

If she wants to break the defense and get back the scales, it is equivalent to stripping the armor of Mingjing Mountain and putting everyone in danger.

How could Zhenjun Wuyang let him go.

Just as Ling Yu was thinking, someone stepped on the hem of her clothes.

This dress was bought by Wen Jingchan, and the fabric is made of the best silk, which is first-class and smooth.

With this kick, the man fell directly on Ling Yu's body.

She was completely unprepared, and her legs were hit by a tall man.

The man's reaction was fairly quick, and he stood up again immediately.

He seemed to say something like sorry, but Ling Yu felt as if he was in water when he heard other people talking. He knew someone said it, but he couldn't make out who said it or what it was said.

She held on to the railing and wanted to stand up, but she touched his hand, and he happened to be holding on to the railing.

A tingling pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, directly penetrated from the back of Wen Jingchan's hands to his limbs and bones.

He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but suddenly remembered something.

Ling Yu burned herself with real fire on the Mingjing platform, and he touched her wound when he bandaged her.

The pain back then was exactly the same as it is now.

Without even thinking about it, he tore off the ribbon on his hands, took off the bandages covering his eyes, and looked up at the people on the steps.

Ling Yu is very thin, and there is always no flesh on his face, only a layer of skin sticking to the bones.

Looking at her from the bottom up, even if the thin face blocks the eyes, there is always a feeling of refusal to admit defeat.

He looked at Ling Yu's hand on the back of his hand, and he didn't know why she was hurt.

But thanks to her injury, otherwise it is really possible that they will not know each other.

There were tiny specks of light scattered from the back of his hand, it was his spiritual power that was overflowing.

After looking at it for a while, he finally withdrew his hand.

As long as the ribbon is untied, the five senses will be restored. At this moment, Ling Yu doesn't know that Wen Jingchan is standing in front of her and is about to walk down the steps.

After three or two steps, she felt like she had hit a wall.

Just as she was wondering how the stairs led to a wall, someone untied the ribbon on her hand.

In an instant, she smelled a clear fragrance, like a winter plum blossom and proud snow, or like a green pine stained with morning dew.

"Ling Yu." Wen Jingchan softly called her name.

Through the layer of ribbon covering her eyes, she followed the source of the sound, and looked up to see the blurred outline of Wen Jingchan.

The two were very close at this moment, and Ling Yu didn't even know whose heartbeat he was hearing.

She felt that maybe they could hear the heartbeats of both of them, and it was absolutely impossible for one person to beat so many times in a single moment.

Ling Yu felt that something was wrong, so he took a step back, just in time for his eyes to be at the same level as Wen Jingchan.

A bottle of wine floated from the sky and landed on the steps between the two of them, with a note under it.

It reads: Ruyi wine in the cup can relieve all kinds of worries.