How could I, Ao Kun, not be there? "
When the words fell, Ao Kun had already stood still in the void. The body is only a moment away from several people.
He took a deep look at Hua Yun, then looked at Long Xuan with a smile.
"When old friends meet, they don't say hello? Do you know that for these thousands of years, I, Ao Kun, have been thinking about you day and night?"
The words spoken seemed to be the lingering words between lovers. But that tone was extremely cold.
Long Xuan's expression was complicated and he squeezed Hua Yun's hand. As if he had found a pillar and had support, he suddenly felt relaxed and smiled sweetly: "Really? It's a pity that Long Xuan is someone else's wife, so I can only let you down. Also, I now have the name Long Xuan, then Ao Bi is a name of the past and has been abandoned long ago."
At this time, Hua Yun also chuckled: "Brother Ao, please know! Long Xuan is actually three months pregnant now."
Seeing Ao Kun's originally calm pupils, they suddenly jumped and condensed. The shudder on his lips suddenly became stronger: "It's just a pity. Brother Ao may not be able to drink my child's wedding wine. Originally, the master wanted to take you under his sect and make you a disciple. With My fate with Long Xuan, as well as my brothers and sisters, is just Naihe, Naihe—"
He said two words "Naihe" in a row, which seemed to be infinite regret. Hua Yun's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife: "You have appeared, but are you ready to die?" Where is the dragon shadow? Could it be that that damn old man didn't dare to show up? Do you really want to sit back and watch his disciple disappear? "
Ao Kun did not answer, but looked at Long Xuan again. After just a moment, the eyes calmed down again, he smiled dumbly, and shook his head slightly.
"That's right! Ao Kun really can't drink your child's wedding wine. After eight thousand years of loneliness, I thought my heart had become cold. Only then did I realize that I still care a little bit! But when I think about these ten thousand years It’s a waste of time. I feel it’s not worth it, it’s ridiculous—”
When he said this last sentence, Ao Kun's tone was extremely relaxed. That look was also full of relief.
And behind him, a powerful old laughter also came out.
"My friend Ao Kun, you finally understand the word love! I told you before. This woman has a wrong mind. She is not a good match. How is she now?"
Several people here raised their eyebrows.
This sound. It's Longying!
Following the sound, I saw an old man walking towards him. The dragon and the tiger step. His beard is knotted and his appearance is rough. He was only dressed in linen clothes, but his majesty was extraordinary, and his eyes flashed with electricity.
But after he came out, there was still another person following him. But he is a middle-aged Taoist who is graceful and elegant, with a calm demeanor, and his expression is full of helplessness.
"Ask Xu?"
Na Hua Yun was slightly startled, with a strange look on his face.
It is not surprising that the founder of Lingyun Sect is here.
The strange thing is this person. Why are you following Long Ying
Could it be that these two want to join forces? How can it be
Not to mention the blood feud between Ling Yun and Qian Tian, the two Taoist ancestors can make this question full of worries.
Na Wenxu arrived immediately after Long Ying, but did not speak, and stood silently in a remote place. Then he looked at everyone here with complicated eyes.
Especially Hua Yun and Long Xuan, they wanted to speak but stopped and sighed in distress.
Hua Yun was only slightly surprised for a moment and didn't care much.
With this person’s wisdom. It was expected that he would not be stupid enough to help the dragon shadow Ao Kun and make Lingyun Sect extinct from the Taoist sect.
At this time, I heard Long Ying laugh loudly: "In my whole life, Long Ying, I only have this one direct disciple that I like! Not to mention the death of the body, even the slightest injury, it is extremely distressing. He is now in the crossroads. Jie, how can you not protect me personally?"
He squinted his eyes again and looked at the people here: "Now that this old man of mine has arrived, how will you treat me, Hua Yun? You guys also want to make an enemy of me?"
This sentence is about the other three cultivators of the divine realm here.
Tai Ling Zong Qiu Yun shook his head unequivocally: "It's not that we want to be enemies with you, Long Ying, but it's inevitable. Your disciple has been wantonly and killing too much in the past few years. I am the second disciple of Dao Sect. The lives of one hundred thousand disciples must be accounted for. I advise Senior Long Ying to take a step back today, otherwise the sword has no eyes, and Senior may also lose his life!"
The Taoist priest of the Ling Sect, named Feng Yunzi, also snorted coldly at this time: "The so-called failure to teach is the fault of the father. Failure to teach strictly is the fault of the teacher. It is you, Long, who has led this sect to such an end. You have to take the blame for yourself! My old man, Potian, died in his hands just now. He must pay with his blood!"
Another divine realm is a woman. He was wearing a snow-white robe, but his face was withered, looking like a skeleton.
At this moment, he was chuckling: "Long Ying, that disciple of yours has ruined the important affairs of our Yuanshi Shenzong. Thousands of years of conspiracy have all come to nothing. Do you think he should be killed? In fact, it's easy to ask me to retreat. You only need to pay compensation." The loss of our sect only costs two lives."
Before she finished speaking, another crack was torn open in the void boundary river.
A figure stepped out from inside. There was a sound of red robe, it was blood robe.
Seeing that everyone in front of them had serious expressions and looked at them warily, the man in blood immediately smiled.
"Don't worry! I'm here just to see the excitement!"
Although he said this, his eyes looked at Long Ying Ao Kun with a bit of evil intent.
His tongue reached a foot deep and he licked his lips.
"Of course! It would be great if we could get two of the best blood food!"
Taoist Longying raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and then laughed at himself: "Is this really true that I am surrounded by enemies? My popularity, Longying, is actually so bad. Could it be that I really want to grow old and die here?"
When everyone heard this, they all smiled coldly and did not answer the question.
Hua Yun looked at the dragon shadow with slightly narrowed eyes, as if looking at a clown.
Feeling relaxed, remembering thousands of years ago. This person appeared, struck the master three times from afar, and forcibly rescued Ao Kun, which shocked the world.
At that time, he was shocked, frightened and hateful. But at this time, he was just a man waiting to die.
Long Ying didn't feel embarrassed and turned to ask Xu: "Ask Xu, in your opinion, how will today end?"
The expression on Wenxu's face turned blue and white in turns, and he was ashamed and annoyed. He remained silent and refused to speak.
On the other hand, Mingyu smiled slightly: "Of course it's Taoist Brother Longying, killing everyone and sweeping everything!"
Old Man Longying burst out laughing.
Hua Yun and the others across from him all frowned, instinctively feeling that something was wrong.
The heavy light directly drew out the sword, and a cold white sword light slashed out like a dragon!
"What a shame! This person just killed someone, so why do you need to say more?"
It was the Sword of Withering that exploded just as it reached halfway. An abnormal flush also appeared on Chongguang's face, causing a stream of time to wash away into the Linghe River. In those eyes, there was extremely excitement. (To be continued)