The swordsman's eyes suddenly lost their spirits.
(?﹃?)
After a while.
The mist gushed out from under Yue Wuyang's bright and clean arches.
Before the rest of the boat could see what was happening, she disappeared on the deck out of thin air.
Then, with a light bang, the swordsman fell to the ground weakly, and the saliva quickly slid down the corner of his mouth.
"Demon Sect Demon Girl, Demon Sect Demon Girl!"
The screams even drowned out the surging waves, and the whole ship was a mess.
Yue Wuyang naturally doesn't care how others judge him.
Otherwise she wouldn't be dressed so casually—
She was wearing a lilac translucent veil wrapped in a white tunic that accentuated her figure.
Most of her legs were exposed to the air, and two earthly stray rings that could break the space were buckled at the ankles, which further set off the exquisiteness of her feet like fine porcelain.
[Light red and greasy white, smoked orchid step by step]
This is the best description of Yue Wuyang.
In fact, although she noticed that the space in which the Eastern Divine Continent was located was different, she still did not take those "ant-like monks" in her eyes.
After all, she was under the tutelage of Emperor Xianyuan, and she was destined to become a quasi-emperor in her life!
Would the aloof quasi-Emperor care about what the ants who didn't live for a thousand years thought
of course not.
A witch or a saint.
What she really needs to figure out is the thoughts of such powerhouses as Bai Lian.
She was just a passerby after all.
Once the task is completed, she will immediately lead the heaven and return to the fairyland!
"Noisy."
In the ruins of Bronze Valley, Yue Wuyang glanced coldly at the surrounding immortal cultivators who were chatting non-stop.
She wasn't angry.
Just because she learned from the mouths of those people that Bai Lian and Jiang Jing had a big fight, no one has seen Jiang Jing since then.
Yue Wuyang stepped barefoot on the ruins of the palace full of rubble.
a while.
She finally came near the broken altar.
She squatted down, stretched out her index finger and touched a dark spot on the ground.
It's Jiang Jing's scent!
Jiang Jing was indeed dead.
Yue Wuyang suddenly let out a sigh of relief.
Although she didn't know what happened, Bai Lian killed Jiang Jing, there is no better news than this.
She got up and was about to leave when a sudden change occurred.
"Um?"
Yue Wuyang opened her mouth slightly.
She saw the dark spots she stroked turn into distorted symbols.
If she is not mistaken, it should be a "rotten" word!
"?"
Was it an accident, or...
In the dimly lit open space, an invisible wind suddenly blew up.
Yue Wuyang froze in place.
She clearly heard someone calling her name!
She could feel the anxious mood of the man, but when she held her breath to listen to what the man said, all that filled her ears was the whistling of the north wind.
Yue Wuyang hurriedly used the technique of summoning the soul, but in the end, nothing could be summoned.
She lifted her head, the sun falling on her face through the shattered hole.
this moment.
Yue Wuyang was a little confused.
That voice may have come from Jiang Jing, but what can Jiang Jing, who is a deadly enemy of her, have something to say to her in a hurry
Rotten, rotten
Yue Wuyang really couldn't infer Jiang Jing's complete meaning from a single word.
She could only keep walking around the ruins, trying to find more words, a quarter of an hour, an hour, a day, or even longer.
After a long time, those who came to hunt for treasures left one after another.
Someone else advised her: "Fellow Daoist, don't waste your efforts, there is nothing of value here."
"… "
Really
Yue Wuyang left Haitang Chunyuan in despair.
She believed that Jiang Jing's words must contain very important information, but she really couldn't find any more traces.
By the end, she couldn't even hear the call.
If she had been in Haitang Chunyuan that day, everything would have been different.
Yue Wuyang looked back at the deep pit that appeared on the ice sheet.
This miss.
Maybe a lifetime.
Beifeng raised Yue Wuyang's robes, and in a short while she was mixed into the confused wind and snow.
…
pat.
An Lan picked up the messenger jade slip that fell on the ground.
This is the jade slip of Bai Lian, who just received a message from someone unknown.
The news was very short, just asking how Bai Lian had a conflict with Jiang Jing.
Ah.
An Lan sneered.
Speaking of this, she gets angry.
That is to say, Bai Lian stabbed Jiang Jing to death, otherwise she must let Jiang Jing experience the most cruel method in the world!
An Lan put away the jade slip.
She didn't have time to talk to these women of unknown origin.
Since she took over the task of teaching Xiao Jinse and the others, she has been too busy to stop.
I have to say, this master is really not good!
"What, you can't even use your spiritual power to condense your clones?"
"It's too slow, when you successfully set up the formation, the opponent has already killed you, hurry up, hurry up!"
"No, no, this is just the simplest sword formation?!"
"It's very simple, as long as you calm down, you can sense the fire spirits of heaven and earth."
"This way, this way, and this way, you can... um, why are you dizzy?"
"I want to die!"
After teaching again and again during the day, An Lan was pulling her hair in anger.
She found that she was right in calling those disciples stupid!
real.
She couldn't understand.
The cultivation talents of the disciples she accepted are not bad even if they are placed in the fairy world, but why are their brains so weak
Take Xiao Jinse as an example.