Xuanhuan: the Way of Heaven Revolves Around Me

　　The sense of crisis of death came to mind.

　　He finally realized that the young figure in front of him had the ability and plan to kill him. At this moment, the blood-stained face was full of madness and twisted roar, and his blood turned into a huge and incomparable blood-colored dragon roaring out!

　　Fang Mingjing swung down his sword.

　　"Ten evil solutions."

　　he read softly.

　　At this time, he didn't even pay attention to the blood dragon that came, because this is a move that can disintegrate all the natural disasters and bring them to nothingness.

　　A pale light was released as a sword fell.

　　Immediately, everything in front of him was distorted.

　　The barren land, the void swirling with blood mist, at this time the entire battlefield began to center on him, constantly producing alternations and changes.

　　pale, pale, pale, pale, pale, pale, pale, pale, pale, pale, pale, all, all that can be seen in the eyes, all twisted into pale nothingness looks like. .

Chapter 19

　　Liu Guanzong is dead.

　　Not even a single corpse was left.

　　This should be said to be Fang Mingjing's first murder, but unfortunately, he didn't feel anything.

　　There is no turmoil inside.

　　It can even be said that even grinding the mustard seeds with a grinding disc may produce a little more movement than this.

　　"Next..."

　　Fang Mingjing glanced at the tumbling blood pool.

　　The filth in the blood pool has gone a lot, and it is not far from the complete completion of the blood of the dragon elephant.

　　He calmed down here, and the group of monks watching from a distance looked at each other for a long time, and they stood there in unison.

　　After seeing the previous battle, none of these cultivators dared to go up to the tiger's beard.

　　"Little Saint Son actually killed that Liu Guanzong, this is something I never thought about."

　　Feng Yayue's voice sounded from one side, Fang Mingjing looked over and saw her standing beside her with emotion on her face.

　　"That guy is nasty."

　　"I think so too, but if the little saint just killed him like this, it might cause some trouble in the future."

　　"Trouble is trouble."

　　Fang Mingjing didn't care, he looked at the blood pool, and suddenly asked Feng Yayue, "Sister Yayue, do you want this?"

　　"It's natural to want it, but I don't dare to grab what Little Saint Son likes."

　　"I didn't see it."

　　Fang Mingjing's soft voice made Feng Yayue almost think she had auditory hallucinations.

　　Her narrow eyes looked at the lovely face in front of her, wondering if he was joking with her.

　　"If you give me the spirit stone, I will give it to you, how about it?"

　　"Is this the truth of the little saint?"

　　"real."

　　The happiness came so suddenly, Feng Yayue was stunned for a long time.

　　She had no expectations for this dragon elephant blood. After all, her strength is not as good as Liu Guanzong, let alone Fang Mingjing, who is even more powerful than Liu Guanzong...

　　Never thought things would turn around.

　　But soon she thought that the little holy son might not know what the blood of the dragon elephant really means, and immediately gritted her silver teeth, "The little holy son knows that the blood of the dragon elephant is—"

　　A small hand stretched out in front of her, interrupting her words.

　　Fang Mingjing looked at her seriously, while holding out her small hand like this, Feng Yayue said something inexplicably in her heart: "I'm very cute, give me money quickly."

　　So, Feng Yayue gave him all of her spiritual stones.

　　Fang Mingjing was immediately very happy.

　　Because he has been staying in the Holy Land and has no money, he is also very curious about such things as spirit stones.

　　The deal is done.

　　After waiting for another hour or two, the filth in the blood pool was completely wiped away, and the blood of the dragon and elephant in the pool gradually shrank in the boiling, and finally condensed into the size of only a few drops.

　　Feng Yayue put it in a special jade bottle.

　　"ended."

　　Many people say so.

　　Long before the dragon elephant's blood was condensed, the deafening whine had completely disappeared.The dragon elephant, the main body of the secret realm, has died, so this secret realm is naturally over.

　　boom! ! ! ! ! ! !

　　With a bang, everyone only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and the impact of the shattering of the secret realm even knocked some weak monks unconscious.

　　Except for those who died, everyone returned to the valley at the beginning.

　　"The old servant has seen the little saint."

　　"Ah, Uncle Mu."

　　"Hehe, it seems that the result of the little saint's trial this time is very good."

　　Seeing Fang Mingjing come out intact, the voice of the black-robed old man is not difficult to hear a smile.

　　His huge consciousness swept across the valley.

　　There were thousands of cultivators before entering, but now only two hundred people came out, and among them, Liu Guanzong's breath disappeared.

　　Uncle Mu was not surprised by this result.

　　How evil is the talent of his little saint son?In addition to the advantage of age, the second day of the Liu family still lacked a bit of enthusiasm.

　　"Little Saint Son, elder sister thanked you this time."

　　Just when Uncle Mu was about to leave with Fang Mingjing, from a distance, he heard Da Feng's princess shouting to this side: "Whenever you have time, come to Da Feng Huangdu to play, and I will entertain you. "

　　"Oh."

　　Fang Mingjing waved at her indifferently.

　　Lopsided.

　　When the black-robed old man took a step, the surrounding scenery changed dramatically, and it was at this time that he sighed faintly:

　　"The princess of Dafeng is not a fuel-efficient lamp, little saint."

　　"Auntie said that talking about people behind their backs is not a good behavior."

　　"……Uh"

　　"Compared to this, I am rich now, take me to spend a little bit before returning to the Holy Land."

　　"Haha, okay, the old servant will take the little saint to a nearby town."

　　Seeing Fang Mingjing's high spirits, Uncle Mu was happy to follow his mood.

　　……

　　This chapter has fewer words.

　　Rather messy.

Chapter 20

　　Holy Land

　　stop water peak

　　The sun is always warm in the afternoon, and the occasional wind is also lazy.

　　Fang Mingjing was holding an apple in his hand.

　　It was in the yard at this time, he was sitting on Gu Shiyun's lap, his young body was all nestled in the warm embrace of the beautiful woman, and he looked back at her with his head raised.

　　"Jian'er became so coquettish when she came back from a trip."

　　"Well...because I miss my aunt so much."

　　"Have you been bullied?"

　　asked gently.

　　And hold him a little tighter.

　　"No."

　　"Yes, after all, my mirror is so powerful."

　　A shallow, gentle voice like the wind.

　　Gu Shiyun smiled softly.

　　She is still so beautiful...

　　The charming long black hair was dignifiedly placed on the head, and the delicate and beautiful face was full of softness. When noticing Fang Mingjing's eyes, Gu Shiyun smiled lightly, gentle but charming.

　　"Auntie also misses the mirror very much."

　　"Um……"

　　Fang Mingjing responded very lightly.

　　His little face carved in pink and jade looked a little happy, and his cute and well-behaved appearance made the beautiful woman's heart melt.