Run into the world

Chapter 492 Could it be...

"Do you want to reflect on it? Look at you, when the incident just happened, Qian Sheng'er was the only one in the group who could fight with others, and you were the only ones eating melon seeds next to him!"

Duan Muxiang glanced at everyone with thorny words, but all he received in response were countless white eyes.

Wen Wen asked in a soft and innocent voice: "So, how can we be like Brother Duanmu and be invincible in the world at such a young age?"

Duan Muxiang was silent. In his previous life, he also wanted to ask Wen Du this question.

Marissa hugged Shen Menger and walked back, turning back and sticking out her tongue in the process, "Let's go back and don't listen to this shameless nonsense."

Shen Zhaodi came over, stepped on his toes, and snorted viciously: "I also did something, and I even stopped an enemy! You evil-minded blind man!"

Duan Muxiang pretended to be in pain and held her feet. After the group of people left cursing, Fu Qingmiao also came over, stretched out her hand and twisted his waist, "Isn't it time for you to reflect on it?"

Duanmuxiang looked at her guiltily, "What do I need to review?"

Fu Qingmiao gave him an angry look and walked back, "The skill of that silver mask is obviously cold, and the other two men in black and those enemies are not very powerful, but when I was helping you protect the law, there was a feeling of being pulled in. The feeling of the abyss.”

"It's nothing, just a little understanding of space."

Duanmuxiang was sweating a little, "Haha, what next?"

Duan Muxiang paused and smiled: "Maybe I am very sensitive to girls who are born with power and intention, and I have seen related phenomena in the ruins of the Sword Sect. So when she performed the technique, I understood that The skill or the depth behind the cold.”

Fu Qingmiao was stunned for a moment, "Is it the space I understand? Can it be teleported or something?"

Fu Qingmiao's eyes twitched, "You should call this Versailles, right? The one that shatters space and explodes into fragments is not strong enough?"

"I'll give you a fight!" Fu Qingmiao pinched his ears and pulled him towards the house, "Honestly, what did you understand from Love in a Fallen City?"

Duan Muxiang sneered, "Then you are really not good at acting. You started to cooperate even after you called a few times. You have to refuse, you have to struggle..."

The key is that the chill is not simple, it gives people the feeling of a full man but not a hungry man.

Duan Muxiang shook his head, "You don't understand. Guan Yu's ability to explode space is based on huge amounts of true energy. Both my own sword energy and the absorbed moonlight can only last for a moment. Unless my understanding of space can be as deep as...an exaggerated level, I won't need more infuriating energy."

Duan Muxiang could only spread his hands, "That's it. The rules of this space are of a very high level, and they contain many other rules, intertwined with each other, even a little more advanced than my algorithm. And the reason why I can use it almost without any scruples The algorithm is all because of my identity as a six-eared macaque. But there is nothing I can do about space."

Duan Muxiang replied directly: "It's time! It's an attack method that places the true meaning of time behind the cold. On the surface, it freezes the enemy, but in fact it fixes the enemy's time. But this kind of time fixation only In a small area, the outside is a normal flow of time. When your own time cannot keep up with the normal flow, you will be rejected by the world. The ending... is just like what you saw just now, turning into powder and floating away. But because of me The time is normal and the powder will float around me."

Fu Qingmiao pouted, "I wouldn't have thought of you at first, but we just played role-playing the day before yesterday, and you said that my struggle for help was not realistic enough..."

Fu Qingmiao frowned, "That's it?"

Duan Muxiang smiled and said: "Why can't you defend yourself? The only thing that can resist will is intention. Although time and space are very high-end, they are also more difficult to control. In comparison, the other ideas are much easier to comprehend. You use a lot of If a skilled ordinary mind resists a very raw high-level mind, the outcome is still uncertain!"

"What?" Fu Qingmiao was extremely curious. Just from the confrontation between the girl in the silver mask and Qian Sheng'er, she could see clearly that these masters who created the skills were all perverts. They obviously had a more powerful true intention, but they wanted to hide it behind the scenes. After that cold.

Seeing that he was still holding on, Fu Qingmiao continued to exert force on his waist, "After eliminating all possibilities, the final result is... you did that move!"

"Then the comment you just gave to those people was..."

Duanmuxiang panicked, "Have you figured this out yet? Are you a female monkey?"

Fu Qingmiao nodded and then began to smile bitterly, "I have been fooled by you. I haven't meant it yet. Can I resist it with the sword intent of the two swords alone?"

Duan Muxiang shook his head, "No, I just have a little understanding of space. It's very mysterious. Going long means breaking the space and blowing up a lot of fragments."

Fu Qingmiao paused, "This is too exaggerated. How to defend against such an attack?"

When Duan Muxiang heard this, she suddenly became curious again, "I just saw your response method... was it to apply the sword intent of the two swords to the golden dragon Gu?"

Fu Qingmiao nodded, "Decompose the Golden Snake Sword into eighteen Golden Dragon Gu, and then use a pair of two swords to combine the two swords, and then the nine pairs of swords will cover themselves to form a shield, which is what you just saw."

Duan Muxiang thought for a moment and shook his head, "No, when did you have such strong control over the Golden Snake Sword... Wait, you have practiced Ten Thousand Swords and returned to the sect?"

Fu Qingmiao nodded and looked at her affectionately, "I have a husband with superb medical skills who helps me take care of my body every day. What else do I want to pursue? I can just start with my sword!"

A flame rose up in Duan Muxiang's belly, and she wanted to carry the other person into the house, but suddenly another question came to her mind, "The return of ten thousand swords to the clan...can it also improve your use of the sword?"

Fu Qingmiao was a little proud when he heard this, "There are things you don't understand. Hey, let me tell you, practicing Ten Thousand Swords Guizong can improve your swordsmanship qualifications and strengthen your affinity with all swords!"

"How did you find out?" Duan Muxiang was puzzled. Why didn't he feel it? Oh, by the way, when he used the sword element made of Yuehua, he did not use his own true energy.

Fu Qingmiao smiled and replied, "When Dugumeng came here before, she and Mingyue took two unparalleled swords. I felt it right then. Plus, their sword intent of Falling Love is very similar to the two swords combined, so... …”

"Wait a minute……"

Duan Muxiang suddenly discovered Hua Dian, Dugu Meng and Mingyue holding two unparalleled swords... The sword intention of Falling Love is very similar to the combination of two swords... Then the relationship between Dugu Meng and Mingyue...

hiss! ×2
……

A large boat floated slowly down the river. The river was not wide, about two hundred meters, but the boat was quite big, more than five stories high. It looked like a gorgeous restaurant in a big town.

The sound of a long series of horse hooves slowly came over. The sound of horse hooves was very loud, but it sounded a bit irritable and chaotic. "Mother of the Goddess! We... our mission failed. According to the rules of Tianmen, we must die. I am grateful to the Mother of God for saving my life, but..."

"You want to betray Tianmen?"

The sound of the horse's hooves stopped, and a sound without any fluctuation or warmth slowly dissipated.

The man who had been talking just now became silent for a moment, and another man next to him cried aggrievedly: "We don't want to die!"

The woman in the silver mask looked at the man who was crying and still didn't show any emotion. She just said: "It's because the information from the earthly priests is not accurate enough. The enemy's strength and sensitivity are far beyond everyone's estimation. It has nothing to do with you. You have the right to do so." I won't let you take the blame here."

A group of people looked at each other, lowered their heads and rode on the road again. However, at this moment, the spears that pierced the sky fell, piercing everyone except the Goddess with extremely precise precision. Blood flowed from the wounds along the spears. The splashing and hissing sounds instantly silenced the frogs on both sides of the river.

The goddess didn't seem to feel any surprise, she just slowly raised her head and looked at the two figures descending from the sky.

"Hehehehe, a mere ant dares to deceive the Goddess and is seeking death!"

The speaker was a middle-aged man with messy white hair and a sinewy face. He was tall and powerful. He had two swords and one saber behind his back. His appearance was very intimidating.

Next to the middle-aged man is a burlier man. What's a bit funny is that this man seems to be taller and tougher than the man next to him. He even has a little more muscle than the man next to him. The only difference is probably his appearance. Oh, and he didn't bring a sword.

The woman in the silver mask looked at the two of them coldly without saying anything. The taller man didn't speak either. He just looked at the woman in the silver mask with a somewhat abnormal look in his eyes. The man with the sword on his back laughed when he saw this and said: "The Goddess Heart" They are kind, but they are deceived by these idiots. How could it be possible that the news about Fujiazhuang could be wrong when the priests of the Earth Gate personally inquired about it? Fortunately, the goddess went to rescue them, so they really have a way to die!"

The silver-masked woman seemed a little annoyed with the burlier man, but she didn't want to think about the conflict, so she turned slightly to look at the man carrying the sword, "Pojun, Tianmen's rules are strict. If you do something wrong, you will be punished, but there are also It’s not like we don’t even give the other party a chance to argue. Next time you are executed, remember to let them finish their words first.”

Po Jun laughed and clasped his fists, apologizing without any sincerity, "I was reckless. I hope the Goddess will forgive me. Next time I will wait until they have finished speaking before killing me. The sect master is waiting for you on the boat, please!"

The silver-masked woman known as the Goddess drove her horse away and quickly flew into the ship. Po Jun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Brother Ice King is interested in this little girl? But he belongs to the sect master. My adopted daughter, this is not a good person to vent your sexual desires on.”

The man known as the Ice Emperor just said to himself when he heard this: "The appearance is just a mirror, and it is nothing in front of the true power. It's just that her physique perfectly matches the Sacred Heart Art. If we can harvest her true essence, Can help me make another breakthrough!"

Po Jun rolled his eyes when he heard this, "Isn't this just a matter of coveting other people's bodies?"

The Ice King glanced at him disdainfully, "Idiot, you don't necessarily have to use intercourse to harvest her true energy."

"Then in what way?" Po Jun looked like, "Are you kidding me?"

The Ice King was speechless, looking down on this broken army more and more, but the more unbearable the person was, the easier it was to take advantage of him. He waved his hand casually and did not want to explain any more. He just turned around and walked towards the big ship.

The goddess who had already entered the ship quickly reached the top floor. The layout here was completely different from the outside. It was extremely simple but also full of vitality.

The Goddess looked around and was a little confused. After sitting on the chair and waiting for a while, she got up out of boredom and fiddled with the flowers and plants casually. However, her body suddenly stopped, and at some point, a hand was pressed on her shoulder.

The goddess didn't panic. She slowly took off her silver mask, revealing a face that looked like a shy flower. Her original coldness seemed to have subsided, and she turned around and half-knelt on the ground.

"Hehehe, you are becoming more and more comfortable in using the Sacred Heart Technique, which is good."

"My adoptive father taught me well." The goddess didn't raise her head, but just flattered her.

"But my teacher remembers telling you that the Sacred Heart Technique... cannot be used at will!"

"..."

The goddess was silent for a moment, and finally looked up at the once extremely kind figure. Now, that ice mask only gave her a trembling feeling.

An innate master will have a kind of foreknowledge of danger. This sense of foreknowledge will become more and more sensitive as the cultivation level increases. The goddess does not understand why her once kind father makes her more and more afraid, but she is very smart to hide it. This feeling has never been revealed before.

"Reporting to my adoptive father, the enemy is too strong. Even if I use the Sacred Heart Art... my daughter will not be able to take any advantage."

"Oh? You didn't win even after using the Sacred Heart Technique?" Ice Mask asked in surprise, with a stage show exaggeration in his tone, as if he had encountered some strange event in the world.

The goddess nodded and continued: "I didn't win. The person who stopped my daughter was a girl, about ten years old. She offset the attack of the Sacred Heart Art with a single point of strength, and... her attack was actually the same as the Sacred Heart Art. The tactics are very similar!"

This time, Ice Mask was really surprised. His tone returned to normal, "You mean...it's all cold energy skills?"

The goddess denied it and replied: "No, it is a cold air technique that is very similar to the Sacred Heart Technique, but there is something hidden under the cold air that my daughter cannot understand."

"Is this little girl still in Fujiazhuang?"

"She didn't leave before my daughter left."

"it is good."

The man in the ice mask made a sound, and then his whole body disappeared in a flash of golden light.

The goddess didn't have any surprises, she just let out a very vague sigh of relief. Her adoptive father's Qinggong had already reached the point where his body and mind follow his thoughts. This appearance was very normal.

The goddess picked up the silver mask from the side again, and while covering Qingcheng's face, she suddenly remembered the attack of sword light in the sky, which should be called Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan.

Although he didn't report it to his adoptive father, he himself would return to the clan with ten thousand swords, so he wouldn't care if he thought about it.

The Mother Goddess was not worried about anything, she just thought of that handsome man when she thought of Jianmang. Why is there such a handsome man in the world, and... the other party used Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Clan like that, obviously he was showing mercy to her.

Could it be...he likes me?
(End of this chapter)