Zhutian Xianwu Editor

Seven points is like invite the moon, three points are like Ren Yingying, and the other is like Lianxing, combining their advantages and at the same time, they are perfectly coordinated.

As long as he saw his apprentice, he couldn't help but think of the other three women, and then he thought of the complicated relationship, making him somewhat weird.

Xi He nodded suddenly, then put his arms on Ji Wushang's shoulders, propped his chin, and laughed softly: "But you can rest assured, Master, even if Mr. Shu runs away, Auntie and I will try our best to protect your old man, even if we can't stop it. I will take you to run as much as possible, so as not to damage a single hair on your body, otherwise you will not be able to withstand the toss of your old bones if you touch it next to you in this mere acquired state."

Ji Wushang opened his eyes slightly, and a faint light flashed under his eyes.

He said leisurely: "Do you still remember when you broke a leg the last time? Why was it interrupted?"

Xihe beat Ji Ling, and immediately walked around Ji Wushang's body, and hammered Ji Wushang's leg with a flat look: "When did my leg break? Master, you must remember it wrong. How could you be willing to let it go? My filial apprentice got his leg broken?"

In the world of martial arts, anyone who sees this scene will have their jaw dropped.

Who could have imagined that this ferocious and terrifying female devil would show a cat-like docile posture to people.

The jokes between the master and the apprentice were not harmful to Ji Wushang, even in this world, only Xi He Gan followed him and dared to tease him unscrupulously.

It won't be possible to clean up the door, and a meal of Fat Beat Ji Wushen will not take care of it.

Anyway, Yixi and the vitality comparable to a cockroach, jumped alive every few days.

Ji Wushang poked Xi and the smooth forehead lightly with his finger, looked at Xi and Xiaolian's irritation but didn't avoid it, and said, "You can also prepare."

"You bring the "Punisher" and the "Blood Demon Army" to be responsible for the closing and finishing. This time it will be a big harvest. Although Du Sha is not loyal to me, as long as he doesn't see my body in person, Won't betray me."

Xi He looked serious and nodded: "Don't worry, Master."

She didn't worry about whether Ji Wushang alone could deal with the group of twenty or thirty innate and incalculable people. She often ridiculed Ji Wushang's martial arts cultivation in the acquired realm.But for Ji Wushang's strength, she had a kind of blind trust since childhood, and she never questioned Ji Wushang's decision.

"I don't know if Yan Nantian will come together." Xihe's eyes flashed fiercely, and she still cherishes that she didn't take advantage of World War I.

Ji Wushang smiled and said: "Yan Nantian disdains to join forces with others. I guess he will come to the door first, single-handedly, even if he knows the odds of winning is slim, he will fight to the death."

Xi and Ji Wushang lay on their legs, looking at Ji Wushang baffledly, and grunted: "Master, you eat meat, can I drink some soup?"

Ji Wushang squinted and said, "It's up to you."

"Hmm." Xi He smiled satisfied.

The two masters and apprentices easily decided Yan Nantian's ending in a few words.

Looking at Xi He, who was like a cat, lying on his lap, Ji Wushang's eyes revealed a kind of difficult complexity.

It is a kind of luck and a kind of happiness that Xihe can find victory and defeat in Yan Nantian and still have a goal.

This happiness is destined to become less and less.

Because in the future, after Ji Wushang leaves, she will inherit this game field. She will find that with her eyes wide and invincible, she will be alone at the peak, and the emptiness of the heights will be extremely cold.

Although the world was tossed out by Ji Wushang, it was still just a small pond. At first there might be a little fun, but now it is only boring.

Invincible, in fact, is the most boring and sad life.

Chapter 46, Backlash

The streets paved with bluestone are large enough to accommodate seven or eight horse-drawn carriages. The high-rise buildings on both sides of the street are gorgeous and delicate.

However, at this moment, this street that was supposed to be bustling and noisy is silent and uninhabited, and the conflict between bustling and quiet is strange.

A tall figure in a black brocade robe sat on the side of the street. At first glance, it seemed unremarkable, but occasionally there was a frightening spirit in the calm and watery eyes.

I don't know how long I waited, another figure appeared on the corner of the street and walked slowly over. The figure was also tall. What made people unable to ignore was that the arms were extremely long and the black and white hair was not old, but appeared dusty.

The person who had been waiting looked at him and said, "Are their brothers gone?"

Yan Nantian shook his head lightly: "They are not qualified to get in right now."

He and Lu Zhongyuan were previously contacted by some people, hoping to join forces to attack Zhenwu Temple, but he refused, choosing to come to Mount Emei alone to settle some things, whether the result was life or death.

Jiang Wuque and Jiang Wuyou quietly followed after they learned about it. Yan Nantian didn't want to involve them because the trip was too dangerous. The two of them knew that they would not lose him in the past, so they would not let Yan Nantian let them. They take risks.

As for Lu Zhongyuan, he would not interfere in Yan Nantian's actions either.

In the past few years, a large number of masters from the younger generation have emerged. Among them, the brilliant contemporaries have advanced to the innate. The younger generation has completely occupied the upper part of the pyramid, but some big masters who have become famous decades ago should also not be underestimated.

Perhaps Lu Zhongyuan’s martial arts qualifications are not as brilliant as some of the talents of today, but his accumulation of decades is also amazing. In addition, in recent years, Yan Nantian has given him preaching to solve the puzzles, and his realm has advanced by leaps and bounds. Therefore, the advanced innate is reasonable in.

"Let's go, wait for those people to attack the mountain, it turns out that we are in the same foul play with them." Yan Nantian said calmly, looking at the old friend.

Lu Zhongyuan looked over his body, suddenly his expression was frozen, his eyes were heavy, and he sighed: "We may not have the opportunity to go up the mountain."

Yan Nantian turned his head calmly and looked at the tall, slender, graceful figure.

"Master Yan, don't come here unharmed."

The appearance of the other party was without warning, and even Yan Nantian's current martial arts realm was not even noticed. It was obviously not to be underestimated compared to the growth a few years ago.

The thrilling smile looked at Yan Nantian, without paying attention to Lu Zhongyuan next to him. Zhang Xu’s heavy spear was picked up by the slender jade, and the cold light restrained blades dragged on the ground, dragging out a long long spear. crack.

She smiled beautifully, and even Lu Zhongyuan's calm old rivers and lakes couldn't help but feel a throb in his heart, making him trance, but also could not help but secretly chill.

Yan Nantian's vicissitudes of vision did not wave in the ancient well, and his palm lightly covered the hilt.

The sound of the wind suddenly disappeared, the sunlight seemed dim, like a given frame in the picture, Xihe's smile, Yan Nantian's calm, Lu Zhongyuan's heavy.

Boom!!

It was like a mirror that was suddenly shattered, and it was suddenly indistinguishable.

Lu Zhongyuan quickly backed away in amazement, the two figures in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by scenes of appalling destruction.

On both sides of the long street, one building after another suddenly collapsed, the wall collapsed, the rolling logs fell, one after another sword gangs crisscrossed the sky and the earth, flat bluestone paved avenues, horrible cracks tens of meters long appeared strange.

With Lu Zhongyuan's current realm, he couldn't distinguish the trajectory of the two people, and could vaguely detect the faint afterimages.

He was shocked by the horror of those two people, and he could only sigh weakly because of his intention to intervene.

On the other side of the street, a teahouse built at the exit of the Diling Palace, a Hu Yaoshi dressed as a buddy wiped the table quickly. The inside of the teahouse was cleaned up. At this moment of wind and rain, he still plays with peace of mind. The role.

On the roof of the tea house, two graceful figures dressed in Yunxia palace costumes stood side by side, their eyes cast towards the foot of the mountain not far away, watching the bustling street gradually collapse and become ruins.

"Sister still can't let go?"

Although he was fifty or sixty years old, Lian Xing seemed to be favored by the years, still as beautiful as a virgin.

In fact, he has already advanced to innate ranks, and he has practiced yulong nine performances, and his physique has changed many times. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is perfect.

She is more beautiful than in the most brilliant period of decades ago, but she did not know when she was more evil, holy and noble with enchantment.