The years when I explored the fairyland

in the dark night,

In the mountains and forests.

Xiahou Yajun, who was running away in a panic, suddenly turned around, from running wildly to running backwards.

She looked behind her and saw the vast darkness, with the figure of the murderous star nowhere to be seen.

But she didn't dare to relax at all. She used the "Seven Emotions and Six Desires" unique to the Xuan Yue Sect to detect the source of the huge killing intent, but it was a little farther away.

It seemed that someone had stumbled on his steps, and he was delayed for a moment.

However, just when she relaxed a little, the source of murderous intent suddenly disappeared and moved forward at an extremely fast speed.

The mind that had just calmed down was aroused by the murderous intention again, and Xiahou Yajun felt even greater fear attack her.

"Ba Zong, Black-faced Centipede Yan Xiuyuan, hello to you, very well done. I will take note of this revenge."

"You guys wait for me, wait, a gentleman takes revenge, it's never too late in ten years, a little girl takes revenge from morning to night!"

The harsh words were spoken, but she barely hesitated and turned around again and ran wildly without any hesitation.

The panic and fear on the back were unknown to outsiders.

In just a moment, she arrived at the foot of Anyue City. At her level, the city gates naturally didn't matter.

Flying up, she just clicked a few times on the high city wall before she reached the top of the city. She glanced casually and found no one, then tiptoed and flew down.

The layout of Anyue City was naturally much more compact. She shuttled through the streets and alleys and ran on the rooftops. Every time she wanted to stop, she could feel the huge killing intent approaching quickly.

This made her face pale, her teeth clenched, her body was shaking, and her breath was getting weaker, but she didn't dare to stop.

She finally stopped in front of a Taoist temple, raised her head, and looked at the three big characters of 'Wenxiang Temple'. A look of hesitation flashed across her eyebrows.

She is not a fool. She naturally knows that what happened today is full of all kinds of weirdness. It is impossible to say that some people want to use her to achieve a certain purpose.

But so what if you know?

What choice should you make between your own life and the enemy's goal?

She still knows it very well!

Gritting her teeth, she took out a white bone whistle from her arms, mustered up all her strength, and blew it suddenly.

But she did not stop in front of the gate, nor did she enter. Instead, she turned around and walked along the Wenxiang Temple, blowing a bone whistle as she walked.

This bone whistle was silent and seemed not to make any waves, but deep in the Wenxiang Temple, in a certain house, a sharp and harsh sound suddenly sounded.

The sound was not loud and did not spread out of the room, but it was as shrill as an eagle's cry.

Zhou Wu, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, casually pulled out the same bone whistle, but crushed it directly.

As soon as his voice stopped, his whole body's true energy surged, and he floated up from the bed, then landed in front of the window beside him.

Pushing open the window, he looked at the bright moon in the sky, couldn't help but sigh, and said, "So, what is supposed to come has finally come?"

"As expected, some debts must be repaid!"

…

At the main entrance of Wen Xiang Guan,

The dark-faced middle-aged man was already standing here. He raised his head slightly, with a smile on his lips.

Women, oh women, fail more than they succeed!

Immediately afterwards, he no longer covered his figure, and the golden true energy surged out like flowing water, directly building a height of about ten feet in the air, just like a real armored general.

His 'overlord's upper body' skill is much more powerful than King Gongye's.

It's not that there's a big difference in body shape, but the most important thing is the details. Every piece of his scales and every piece of armor looks real.

There are even traces of slashing with swords and axes on it, like a general returning home after a hundred battles, with a tragic momentum rising.

Looking at the face of this overlord, there are two centipedes on the face, which are clearly the appearance of Yan Xiuyuan himself.

The only difference is that his eyebrows are raised, and a domineering look that looks down upon the world fills his eyebrows.

With the presence of this overlord, his original figure has been completely obscured and can no longer be seen.

Stepping upward, where the steps passed, the green bricks cracked.

Until the door of Wenxiangguan, the huge fist crashed down, and the two thick doors were completely shattered and flew out again.

He actually had no intention of covering up.

After feeling Wei Wei and knowing the direction, he took one step and bumped straight into it.

Everywhere he passed, any wall, any beam, any palace or pavilion, was shattered into a huge human-shaped hole.

His movements naturally attracted the attention of the patrolling disciples in Wenxiang Temple. Many people saw him and raised their hands to shoot arrows.

Just hearing the clanging sound of fighting, the golden-armored overlord refused to avoid it and simply ignored it.

Of course, he still had to dodge some attacks.

Snap...

A long whip was whipped, and the wind it brought was as strong as a knife. When the bully approached, the golden-armored Overlord turned his head slightly and gave way.

In the distance, a gentle female voice sounded, with a hint of sullenness and anger: "How dare you, such a young person, come to my fragrance temple..."

Before she finished speaking, she was already close, but when she saw the six-foot-tall golden-armored Overlord, her pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle.

"You, you, you are..."

After all, it was Lao Jianghu. After a moment of panic, Zhongli Linghui stabilized his mind, drew back his long whip, saluted respectfully, and said: "I don't know which senior tyrant is here. What advice can you give me when you come to Wenxiang Temple?"

Yan Xiuyuan lowered his head slightly, his tall figure looking down at the woman in front of him, as if he was staring at prey.

When he spoke, his voice sounded like gold and iron: "Did you throw that whip just now?"

"Yes, it's just that the slave family didn't..."

Without even giving Zhongli Linghui a chance to explain, Yan Xiuyuan raised his finger, and a golden light bloomed on his golden finger. A golden light shot out and went straight to Zhongli Linghui's head.

Zhongli Linghui's expression changed drastically, and he flicked the long whip in his hand, creating a vortex, filled with true energy, trying to shatter the golden light.

And she quickly retreated, her feet connected, and her speed was very fast.

But the golden light seemed completely unaffected, the speed was getting faster and faster, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Zhongli Linghui bit his silver teeth, shook his wrist, and the rotating whip suddenly hit the golden light like a snake spitting out a message.

laugh!

With a soft sound, the long whip snapped, but the snake-like body almost completely blocked the trajectory of the golden light.

Just like that, the sound of 'chichichichichi' continued, piercing through nine blocks in a row, and the long whip in Zhongli Linghui's hand was completely useless.

Her eyes were focused, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed through her eyes. Without saying a word, her hands changed like butterflies through flowers, and she clapped out another palm.

Bang!

A puff of smoke and dust spread out, and Zhongli Linghui was like a kite with its string broken. He retreated tens of meters and leaned directly against the wall before stopping.

Looking at his hands again, they were white and tender, but dripping with blood and shaking like chaff.

But that golden light was also shattered!

This made Yan Xiuyuan a little surprised, and said: "You can actually survive one blow from me, not bad, not bad!"

Zhongli Linghui's eyes were frightened, but he refused to give in at all. His words were soft but hard, and he choked out: "The Shangzong is the Shangzong, and the master is the master.

However, even if you are from the Ba Sect and are a master, is it against the rules of the world to come to your door like this for no reason? "

"Who said I did it for no reason?"

Yan Xiuyuan paused and said: "I have been chasing Xiahou Yajun, the witch of the Xuanyue Demon Cult, so far. She escaped into your Wenxiang Temple, so I will lock the door and get her!"

With such a big movement, a lot of people gathered here, whether they were servants or Wenxiang Temple disciples, they had already surrounded the place.

But even so, hearing the words 'demonic witch' caused an uproar.

Zhongli Linghui was even more furious and said: "Don't you want to talk nonsense? That is a demon sect witch, how could she be in my Smell the Fragrance Temple?

Senior, there are some things you shouldn't say nonsense? "

"Are you just talking nonsense? Let me search for it. Will there be any results?"

"I can't decide on this matter. Just wait for a moment. When Zhou Guanzhu comes, he will explain it to you?"

"Haha, if you ask me to wait, I will wait. What if the witch escapes?"

"you……"

"Don't delay, it's not easy for me to find someone!"

Before he finished speaking, he was already striding forward, heading straight towards the depths of the Smell-Incense Temple.

…

Smell the fragrance and look deep into the depths,

Xiahou Yajun, the demon girl from Xuan Yue Cult, was taking a bath. The small tub was filled with various spices, and she was rubbing her body carelessly.

Her original clothes had been thrown into the furnace and burned, and all of them were turned into ashes amidst the crackling sound of wood exploding.

Outside the screen, a tall and majestic figure stood there and said in a calm tone: "Thousand Mile Incense has been placed on you, but within a hundred miles, a kind of 'Thousand Mile Cicada' will track you.

You can't hide, you can't escape, you can't avoid it. "

"Now, I'm mixing the scents of various spices to weaken Qianli Cicada's tracking ability. As long as it's ten miles away, it won't be able to find you."

"After you take a bath, I will ask Hao Songqing to take you away from the secret passage. The exit is outside the city. Whether you can escape or not depends on you."

The screen could not completely block the view. Zhou Wu's eyes seemed to be a bit questioning and a bit aggressive.

After a pause, he added: "However, when you come to my place, the Overlord will not let it go. You should have considered the consequences, right?"

In the bathtub, Xiahou Yajun paused for a moment, then said: "How do you feel that the Ba Zong did not come here for you?"

Zhou Wudao: "Whether it's for me or for you, I can bear the disaster this time.

Just one thing, if my Wenxiang Temple is really destroyed because of this, the agreement between you and me will become a dream and no longer count.

I just ask, are you sure you want to do this? "

Xiahou Yajun raised his head slightly, his eyes seemed to be facing Zhou Wu through the screen, and she only heard her say: "I'm sure!

Moreover, I can also tell you that I will definitely pay back the loss this time, for sure! "

"Okay, now that you have made this decision, I have nothing to say."

Zhou Wu stopped talking nonsense. After leaving the door, he saw the rumbling noise in the distance kept coming, even getting closer.

Turning around again, he looked at Hao Songqing and said, "Songqing, send her away. Don't come back for now. If you get any bad news, go directly to Xuanzhen Temple.

Nowadays, if there is anyone who can protect you, it is little friend Chu Zhou. "

Hao Songqing's expression was hard to describe, with sadness and reluctance, and he said: "Master, is there really no room for turning around?"

“How can there be any room for tyranny to act?

When you leave, remember to take the letter I reserved with you. When Chu Zhou sees you, he will probably treat me with some kindness. "

As Zhou Wu said this, true energy like running water surged out of his body, turning into a white tiger with wings. With a flutter of wings, it flew into the sky.

Before leaving, only one voice sounded in Hao Songqing's ears: "Remember, help me take good care of San'er, let him suffer a little, endure some fatigue, and know that life is not easy.

But don't tell him who his parents are, and don't mention anything about revenge."

The voice was lingering and had gone far away, leaving Hao Songqing standing there alone, sad and depressed.

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