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Chapter 17: Dramatic and flirty

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If someone asks Lin Chu what kind of person Wei Liang is, all she can think of is drama and slapstick.

That's not what it says in the book!

Even with Liu Qingyin's marriage, when both soared, the male protagonist remained cold, and would only reveal his gentleness inadvertently.

How did this flower of the kaolin be completely deteriorated here

Lin Zhuosheng glared at this serious nonsense man irreverently.

Wei Liang pulled her back into his arms again.

Jiyuan, here it is!

Wei Liang embraced Lin Chiu and took a step.

Feijian's ancestor cut through the sky in one step, and with a clear light, attacked the great demon repair among the sky full of thunderclouds.

Liu Qingyin was still adjusting her breath, Murong Chun guarded her, and defended Wei Liang from a sneak attack. He knew that Wei Liang had injuries on his body, and facing the prosperous Jiyuan, he did not take advantage.

Magic repair does not repair tools, but cultivates mind. When the soul is damaged, it is the most difficult to resist the attacks of magic repair.

Jiyuan is still a thousand meters away from here, but for a top powerhouse like them, Qianzhang is face to face.

A crimson demon wave hits from far away, as if a red tide suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth.

At three hundred meters, the scarlet demon wave suddenly rolled up, condensing into a terrifying scarlet skull in the air, with a huge mouth open, and swallowed Wei Liang's flying sword in one mouthful.

The Scarlet Skeleton's offensive did not slow down, and in the blink of an eye, he came close.

Murong Chun and Liu Qingyin didn't dare to neglect, they immediately sacrificed their extremist style, a full moon accompanied by the sky full of begonias blooming together, resisting the attack of the Great Demon Cultivator.

When the jaws of the scarlet skull touched the two sword shadows, it was like countless red worms that had been blown away, and they spread out abruptly.

But Wei Liang, leading Lin Chuo straight, walked towards the direction of Ji Yuan's attack. He gently flicked his sleeves and froze the scarlet skeletons that had struck nearby into fine crushed ice particles, which fell from the air.

"Left?" He cast his eyes down to look at Lin Chiu casually.

Lin Chuo was fascinated by the scenery in front of him at this moment.

After the red skull was frozen by Wei Liang, it was not terrible at all. In the sun, the red ice ball shone brightly, and people walking underneath, as if they were in a red ice castle, everything is dreamlike. Refract light.

"It's so beautiful!" Lin Yu sighed.

Wei Liang's mouth twitched slightly: "This... is it good-looking?"

Lin Chiu nodded repeatedly.

Wei Liang: "..." The little wife's aesthetic is really unique.

After a few steps, he faced the Great Demon Xiu Jiyuan.

Ji Yuan is a beautiful man with a beautiful appearance, wearing red clothes, eyebrows like black lips like blood, and amazingly coquettish. Thinking of the description of his lust after he took Liu Qingyin abducted, what kind of hot, deep, breathless, flexible... ah, with the cooperation of the blood puppet... Lin Chiu's face quietly became hot.

After being pierced by the drama, looking at the old driver Moxiu in front of him, Lin Chu only felt that everything was extremely sexy.

calm down! Lin Chuo shook his head and stared at Ji Yuan's left hand.

His hands were in his wide red sleeves, and there was nothing unusual.

Seeing Wei Liang, Ji Yuan raised his sleeves and bowed like a niche on the stage. His voice was evil and enchanting: "Sword Lord, Long Yang."

When he uttered the word "sword", Wei Liang's flying sword swung back from behind him, hidden in the clinking ice crystals, like a white line, cutting straight to Jiyuan's left arm.

Ji Yuan's ritual action did not change, but seeing the void behind him, the little blood-colored skeletons exploded one after another, holding against Wei Liang's flying sword, until Ji Yuan finished the ritual.

When he said the word "yang", there were hundreds of phantom skeletons annihilated under Wei Liangjian.

At the end of the ceremony, Ji Yuan's body image was in the waves of water, and it melted in place with a gentle swing.

Feijian cut through the air, slanting into the ground.

"Ha ha, ha ha ha ha..." The evil smile surrounded the surroundings and collided with the fallen ice crystals, provoking countless echoes, "Sword Lord's swordsmanship... If you don't advance, you retreat!"

Lin Chuo suddenly felt a little dizzy. She blinked and stared at it.

I saw a red shadow hidden between the broken and falling red skulls, and wherever it passed, a strange red line was left, drawing a pattern similar to a six-pointed star.

The ice crystals kept falling, but the red pattern remained motionless and remained in place. The strange combination of movement and stillness made Lin Chiu's heart feel some unpleasant premonitions.

"Be careful, he seems to be in formation." Lin Chuo reminded.

Wei Liang's thin lips hooked slightly.

Suddenly Ji Yuan's erratic and mysterious voice came from above his head: "Wan... Demon... Zhu... Heart..."

His voice seemed to be condensed into substance, and merged into the red line just outlined. The red line quickly solidified, forming a huge red circle between the virtual and the real above the heads of Wei Liang and Lin Chuo.

Wei Liangjian pointed his fingers together, and saw Fei Jianzheng, which was stuck diagonally on the ground, lifted off the ground with a sound, slashing towards the red line!

However, this seems to be a sword that can break through the chaos of the world, but it passes straight through the red circle without any hindrance.

"Heh," Ji Yuan laughed softly, "You don't have to waste your time, Sword Master. I have prepared this style for you for many days, but I only owe one opportunity, and I will offer it with both hands... Hey, if you knew that your sword intent had regressed to this point. , I don’t have to spend so much effort."

The red magic circle flashed, and the nodes were activated by the streamer one after another. After the red light spot slipped, the magic circle flickered like a big broken light bulb.

Lin Chuo's eyes were dazzled by the flash. As soon as she uttered a "huh", she felt a big hand gently cover her face.

The field of vision dimmed suddenly, and the dark and cold fragrance that belonged to Wei Liang slowly invaded.

Lin Chiu blinked his closed eyes and felt his long eyelashes run across his cocooned palm.

Her heart suddenly became much quieter.

Eh? and many more!

Lin Chu suddenly discovered that the ye lotus in the sea of consciousness was turning faster and faster, and the red lines between the virtual and the real were drawn into the sea of consciousness, like the nourishing nourishment, swallowed and absorbed by the ye lotus...

From a distance, shouts came.

"Master!" "Master!"

Murong Chun and Liu Qingyin solved the remaining demons and rushed to the outside of the red magic circle.

Liu Qingyin was anxious, and immediately sacrificed Moon Man Qinghui, and a full moon burst on the red magic circle. However, this circle was like a phantom, and would not suffer any harm at all.

Murongchun looked solemnly: "This is... the purest meaning!"

Liu Qingyin took a sigh of relief: "Attacks only against the soul?! When the master and the demon master shook hard, the soul was hit hard! Ji Yuan is taking advantage of the danger! How can this be good!"

She ran into the circle without hesitation.

Before Murongchun had time to catch her, Liu Qingyin pounced on the outermost red line, as if he had fallen into a quagmire, it was difficult to move forward.

Her face instantly turned pale, and there was an uncontrollable grunt between her lips and teeth.

Murong Chun wanted to pull her back. As soon as her finger touched Liu Qingyin, she suddenly felt countless Leng Qinqin's ice needles sticking straight into the depths of her soul. She was determined to be as firm as him, and she subconsciously loosened her grip. Liu Qingyin's hand.

Caressing his forehead slightly, Murong Chun raised his sword fingers together, summoned the Qingbi Lingvine, endured the sharp pain of intracranial needle sticks, and pulled Liu Qingyin back.

Her condition is much worse than his.

He just touched the magic circle through her body, and he almost lost his attitude in pain, let alone Liu Qingyin who was stuck in the circle

The severe pain made her look a little dizzy, her lips had been bitten by her own teeth, and blood was gurgling down.

She trembled, struggling, stood up, and continued to pounce on the red circle.

Behind the shining red light, there is her beloved one! She just touched it lightly on the outside, and it hurt to this point, how could he bear it inside!

"Brother," Liu Qingyin gritted his teeth, "This array actually can't stop people at all! It's just too painful, it just forced me back. You, send me in!"

Murong Chun's pupils shrank abruptly and yelled: "You don't want to die! If you forcibly break in, you will die alive! I believe Master, the two of them will be able to successfully break through!"

Hearing this, Liu Qingyin was even more unbearable: "He's all alone! He has to protect that Lin Qiu! With his temperament, he will definitely not leave her down... He, he is such a person. Brother, this is the first time I have asked you, so please help me and send me in! If you don't agree, I can only kneel down and beg you!"

Murong Chun blinked heavily, turned his head slightly to look at the sky, and sighed, "Okay."

The anxiety in his heart is actually no less than Liu Qingyin.

He knew well that after the battle with the demon lord, the master's soul was severely traumatized, and it was not possible to raise it in just a few days. Ji Yuan had mental arithmetic and unintentional, and prepared this powerful magic circle to deal with Master. It is not certain whether Master can survive!

Thinking about this, Murong Chun secretly made up his mind.

"Junior sister, you use the waning moon pose, and I will push you back in."

Liu Qingyin was slightly puzzled, but not too concerned, Yi Yanyan turned around and sacrificed a single-handed sword move with great lethality.

I saw Murong Chun's sword flying on the spirit vine, and climbing up to the waning moon along Liu Qingyin's sword. His long sword flicked, the spirit vine tightened, the lingering moon was the bow, the spirit vine was the string, and his body was an arrow, "duh" and shot the red magic circle directly!

Liu Qingyin covered her lips and exclaimed in a low voice.

With this irresistible force, Murong Chun broke through the red formation and fell straight into the fantasy formation.

"Brother—" Liu Qingyin shouted at Murongchun's back with a cry, "No!"

Murong Chun could no longer hear Liu Qingyin's voice.

After passing through the red magic circle, he lost consciousness with pain, everything in front of him turned into a very slow and slow picture, he even couldn't tell whether the flashing red light or green light was in front of him.

The pure intention only appeared in the rumors. In short, it was the wrestling of the two souls, and the whole process did not use any spiritual energy or physical power.

Although Moxiu cultivates the mind, the power of the mind of the soul is actually not great, and it needs to rely on aura to increase the effect of the attack. But as long as the aura is used, it will be overwhelmed by the monk's moves. For Moxiu, this is also an unsolvable problem.

Unless it can be cultivated to the purest meaning.

Ji Yuan in front of him understood this stunt that made the monks disgusted.

Although Murong Chun had already stepped on the ground with his feet on the ground, the whole person was in a daze, as if still floating in the air.

When the pain reached its extreme, he could no longer recognize the pain. Only knowing that the buzzing in my mind is the endless damage.

"No... let Jiyuan... do harm... common people... I die... it's not a pity..."

Just when Murong Chun had forgotten everything and decided to explode the primordial spirit to damage Ji Yuan, the whole world suddenly fell silent.

A dissatisfied female voice sounded in front of her clearly: "Don't make trouble!"

Murong Chun struggled to gather his attention.

Among the glaring red light, the white and pretty woman in front of her was like a goddess of nine heavens descending to the earth.