Sansan coughed.
"Shifang, if you have this time, you should go to Yaoshan and see if you can do anything to help Xiaoba."
Shifang sighed.
"The medicine mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, but the eighth sister has only set aside one hill for me to grow vegetables. How else can I help her?"
Sansan glared at him.
"That's your eighth sister too! Go quickly!"
Shifang understood and immediately walked away.
Yujiu looked around.
"Where's eldest brother? This sword is no longer working. I have to find him to get a replacement one."
Wu Yao raised his hand and pointed in a certain direction.
"It should be over there, right?"
Yujiu left in a hurry.
Sansan patted Xiao Shisan on the shoulder.
"Let's go! Go with Third Brother to ask for the account!"
After saying that, he took the person away directly, not forgetting to remind him,
"Fifth brother, you just have to deal with it yourself!"
Upon hearing this, Qiu Tong, who was already feeling groggy and almost fainting, suddenly woke up.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he met Wu Yao's gaze.
Wu Yao moved his wrist.
"What did your master say just now? He wanted to kill us?"
he asked slowly.
A look of panic flashed across Qiutong's eyes.
This Wu Yao's combat power is far superior to him.
He really has no power to refute now!
"If that's the case, then I won't be polite."
Wu Yao laughed,
"Master wants you to pay it back, so I'll spit it out without leaking anything!"
As he said that, he picked up Qiu Tong's collar and punched him hard on the forehead!
boom!
In an instant, flesh and blood splattered!
Qiu Tong's physical body was destroyed by Wu Yao with just one punch!
A black mist quickly condensed.
It was Qiu Tong's soul.
Without blinking, Wu Yao stepped forward and crushed it with his bare hands!
In an instant, strong winds arose.
Qiu Tong's name on the All-Gods Record quickly dimmed, and finally disappeared silently!
Many people saw this scene.
"The Eleven Divine Envoys have fallen!"
"It seems that it was Wu Yao who moved his hand?"
"That's him! Weren't the eleven divine envoys responsible for guarding the Tianmen earlier? Wu Yao went over and forced the door open. It must be him who killed him!"
"Are you still calling the Eleven Divine Envoys? Isn't it obvious who the Divine Envoys are!?"
Someone objected.
Everyone was silent for a moment.
yes.
If Qiu Tong and the others were really divine envoys, how come they were defeated one after another when facing Wu Yao and others
Shu Jing, Mu Dongyou, Jin Yunlai
All of these people lost ground continuously in this duel.
Or maybe, these don’t belong to them either!
And the divine messenger is actually not the most important thing.
The most important thing is the one in the Fantasy Temple!
Medicine mountain.
Xiaoba raised his eyes and took a look, blinking his beautiful eyes and curling his red lips.
"It's true that Fifth Brother took the lead."
It turns out that the master was the first to call her!
As a result, she was just watching the excitement and forgot to deal with the person first.
Thinking of this, she turned back to look at Su Jing.
At this time, Shu Jing was also dying and almost had no strength to speak.
When she noticed Xiaoba's gaze, she froze, and a deep fear filled her eyes.
"Originally I wanted you to watch it for a while longer, but it seems there's no need now."
Xiaoba shrugged.
The master has already started to take action, so let’s pay back bit by bit!
Immediately afterwards, Xiaoba waved her palm, and a ball of flame flew out of her palm instantly!
The next moment, Shu Jing's body was instantly wrapped in blazing flames!
Only a few vague groans of pain were heard, and then it gradually became quiet.
At the same time, Su Jing's name also disappeared from the record of gods!
Chu Liuyue looked forward.
Mu Qinghe was half-kneeling in front of the main hall, his sword piercing the ground. His face was pale, and the corners of his lips were stained with red blood.
It looked really miserable.
She just looked at him steadily, her eyes calm.
After a moment, she spoke in a calm voice:
"Mu Qinghe, the last time you knelt down to me was in Tianling."
Mu Qinghe's hand holding the sword suddenly tightened, and blood surged in his chest.
Then he spoke with difficulty:
"Fight for the Lord of God, even to the death!"
Chu Liuyue smiled softly.
Naturally, this shout of God's Lord was not her, but his real master.
"indeed."
She nodded in agreement,
"I misunderstood you before. The person you followed was never me, so how can you betray me?"
Mu Qinghe said nothing.
Many people were stunned when they heard these words.
Mu Qinghe actually seems to have a relationship with her
Shangguan Jing and others who knew the inside story had complicated expressions.
As of now, there is nothing I still don’t understand.
From the very beginning, Mu Qinghe was the one who belonged to the Fantasy Temple!
Chu Liuyue narrowed her eyes slightly, as if thinking about something, and then the corners of her lips raised slightly:
"Actually, it was no accident that you appeared on the busy streets of Tianling Imperial Capital that day, right?"
Mu Qinghe lowered his eyes and stared at the ground in front of him.
A pool of blood has gradually smudged out.
A bone-chilling chill came from all directions, covering him.
"However, since you are here for the music score, why bother so much? Even if you don't know how to read and write, you have to pretend that you don't know how to do it, and just follow me and learn bit by bit."
That's not all.
Chu Liuyue thought quietly.
At the beginning, he couldn't even hold a brush, and he was clumsy and nervous, clearly visible.
She taught him patiently several times.
She was happy for a long time when she saw that he finally wrote the word "yue" crookedly.
Now that I think about it, it was just a scene that he worked hard to perform.
"Actually, you didn't have to act so clumsy at that time."
Chu Liuyue smiled lightly and said,
"Don't you find it annoying to have to be taught something over and over again that you already know how to do?"
Mu Qinghe closed his eyes, his knuckles turned blue and white from the exertion.
After a long time, he opened his eyes and said word by word:
"It's a thing of the past, why bother mentioning it now."
Chu Liuyue tilted her head.
Divine power surges on the Xingyou Sword!
"Yes, it's in the past and there's no need to mention it again. But back then, I really wasted a lot of time and energy on you. Now that I think about it, I can't help but feel it's a pity."
"Whatever your master owes me, I will get back later. But now, what you owe me, just pay back first!"
After the words fell, she raised her sword again!
At this time, the second cluster of flames on the white jade pillar had ignited crazily!
The power of her sword was obviously stronger than before!
The firelight reflected in her eyes, brilliant!
laugh!
One sword strike!
The sword energy surges forward in all directions!
Mu Qing and Yang Jian blocked!
Click!
The sword in his hand instantly shattered!
Then, his body fell backward uncontrollably.
Immediately afterwards, the sword energy suddenly deflected and pierced through his right leg!
A bloody hole as big as the mouth of a bowl appeared instantly!
Among them, the bones are clearly visible!
"You owe Tuanzi this sword!"
A February that was so stuck that I was bald by the ending drifted by.
Update at 6pm~
(End of chapter)