"Yan Chuan, you are sick, you haven't died today?" The purple-clothed man said with a cold expression. wwW. QuANbEn-XiAoShUo. cOm
"Huh?" Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes, and suddenly heard a hint of killing intent in the purple-clothed man's tone
who is he
"Shoo!" "Shoo!" "Shoo"
Eighteen people jumped down from the top of the mountain in an instant.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...
A lot of smoke and dust broke out on the ground. Huo Guang's expression suddenly changed.
You know, even though this mountain is not high, you don't even dare to jump. Eighteen people, land safely? This shows that the cultivation base of each of the eighteen people is higher than their own, much higher.
boom! "
The soldiers in the valley immediately raised their spears and surrounded the eighteen visitors.
"Ordinary people, Yan Chuan, wouldn't you just greet us with this bunch of rubbish?" The purple-clothed man said with disdain.
Yan Chuan squinted his eyes to look at the crowd, and ordered in a deep voice: "Retreat to the west!"
"Yes!" A group of soldiers suddenly responded.
Slowly holding the spear, backed away.
This place is a canyon that runs from east to west. The breeze blows from the west, and the slight smoke and dust from the soldiers covered the eighteen men and women, which showed the ethereal and tallness of the eighteen people.
The army retreated to the west of the valley and looked at the eighteen people with swords drawn.
In front of Yan Chuan, Huo Guanghu flashed an unprecedented dignity, because Huo Guang had already guessed a possibility.
Eighteen people in front of me are from the fairy gate! Since they are people in the immortal gate, they will definitely know how to use magic, and they may even have magic weapons. Mortal bows and arrows in front of them are simply a joke.
How to do
Huo Guang's hand holding the spear tightened, and green veins emerged one by one, obviously a little nervous. Like an enemy.
Liu Jin also stood in front of Yan Chuan, shaking slightly in his hands.
Not far away, eighteen people showed disdain.
Yan Chuan patted Liu Jin and Huo Guang.
"Lord!" The two looked at Yan Chuan in confusion.
"This distinguished guest, don't need to be nervous!" Yan Chuan smiled.
"Eh?" The two gave a slight jaw.
"Yes!" The two let out a word.
"Move out the table in the sedan chair!" Yan Chuan said one after another.
"Yes!" Yan Chuan responded immediately.
Instructed two soldiers to enter and moved out the small table in the sedan chair. There were snacks, fruits, and an incense burner on the table.
"Burning incense to welcome guests!" Yan Chuan said to Liu Jin.
"Yes!" Liu Jin immediately took out the fire fold, ready to light the incense burner.
Yan Chuan looked at the drunk yuan fruit that he had just picked from the mountain wall, gently plucked a fruit from the top, and handed it to Liu Jin, "To burn incense requires spiritual fruit, put it in it, and burn the incense!"
"Yes!" Liu Jin immediately complied.
The smoke was wafting, Liu Jin retreated, and Yan Chuan also handed Liu Jin the remaining Zui Yuanguo in his hand. Liu Jin took it and stepped aside.
Eighteen people on the opposite side looked at Yan Chuan's series of actions, slightly surprised.
"Oh, I have been to the secular world for seven years, and learned a lot of the complicated rules of the secular world. Yan Chuan, are you still the original Yan Chuan?" the purple-robed man cried coldly again.
Yan Chuan took a step and looked at everyone faintly.
"Most of Yan Chuan's memories are lost. I don't know who you are? Why are you so familiar with me?" Yan Chuan said lightly.
"Hahahaha, don't you recognize me? I remembered that you have suffered from loss of soul again, and amnesia once a year. Without the blessing of your father that traitor, you are a trash, what else are you fighting against me? Haha!" The purple-robed man exclaimed triumphantly.
"Ha ha ha ha!"