Fast-crossing system: the villain BOSS strikes!
Chapter 879 The Sword Breaks the Sky (21)
A red light flashed in the alley, and the deep alley became even more eerie. After a while, the alley returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
Then there was a muffled sound in the night.
The Xixie sword fell to the ground, and Fang Wan sat crookedly at the base of the wall. She glared at Mingshu with resentment, "If you have the ability, kill me. If you don't kill me today, I will make you regret it."
Mingshu tidied up her clothes, and the bell on her wrist was jingling with her movements.
Hearing this, she raised her head slightly, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Then what a shame, you finally got your life."
"..."
Fang Wan didn't respond for a while.
She only felt the cold air rushing from the soles of her feet to her forehead, and her mind was buzzing, completely blank.
Lian Jing touched Xi Xiejian at some point, and Xi Xiejian shivered on the ground like a little girl being bullied.
Red light continuously overflowed from the Xixie sword and entered the body of Lian Jing's sword.
Devices and devices can devour each other's strength.
but……
According to Changsheng, Lian Jing is a powerful sword. To do such a thing is a bit disregarding one's status, right? !
"Snapped!"
Lian Jing threw herself to the ground again.
That's well-fed... cheesy.
The light on Xixiejian's body was obviously much dimmer, Fang Wan also felt Xixiejian's weakness, but at this moment she was immersed in what Mingshu said just now, and had no energy to care about Xixiejian at all.
Mingshu was about to go back, when Lian Jing flew up with a swish, stabbing at Fang Wan with lightning speed.
Fang Wan instinctively sensed the danger, and waved Xi Xiejian to block Lian Jing's blow.
Xi Xiejian had just been devoured by Lian Jing, but where was Lian Jing's opponent, he fell to the ground with a 'slap'.
Even the mirror was about to stab Fang Wan's body.
The tip of the sword stopped in front of Fang Wan's chest, and Lian Jing was grabbed by someone.
Fang Wan's breathing was almost frozen, and his back was covered with sweat.
Mingshu squinted at the sword in his hand, and didn't even struggle with the mirror, letting Mingshu pull it back.
She picked up Fang Wan, picked up her sword by the way, and brought him back.
Throw it here, what if someone kills it?
Protect the snack coupons well.
Mingshu brought Fang Wan back to the small courtyard. The disciples of Wuji Sword Sect were startled and surrounded her one after another, unable to hide their anger, "Ji Yue, what did you do, Senior Sister Fang Wan?"
Mingshu was brilliant, "I did... what I love to do."
Mingshu returned both the man and the sword to them, "Don't ask me for the Xixie sword again, I'll have to pay for it if I fake it."
The disciple holding the sword: "..."
Don't you still have one in your hand? !
And that one looks more real? !
They looked at Fang Wan, who was almost unconscious, and at the dimly lit Xi Xie Sword...
What's going on here? !
Cui Liu'er in the middle of the yard had stopped howling, lying on the ground, looking a little pitiful.
But at the moment she passed by, Mingshu saw Cui Liuer raise her head.
A pair of red eyes, full of vicious hatred and madness.
She opened her chapped lips.
I couldn't hear the sound, but I could tell what she was saying from the mouth shape.
"I want to go out."
"I want to go out."
"She said she was going out."
Mingshu turned around suddenly, and shouted to the people guarding the formation.
Cui Liuer: "..."
The disciples guarding the formation are very strange, why no one chased her away, isn't this a demon cultivator?Is it really okay to stay here?
Cui Liu'er lowered her head, her long hair blocked her face, looking from a distance, she looked like a female ghost prostrate on the ground.
Mingshu swayed back to the chair under the eaves under the suspicious and vigilant eyes of the guarding disciples.
She inserted the mirror into the soil next to her, "Don't tell me, you killed that suzerain?"
Even the mirror shook.
Dislike is full of meaning.
Mingshu stared at it with a half-smile, "Then how can you become someone else's Duanxu sword? Where did the Duanxu sword go?"
Even the mirror stood still.
When the sword body turned, it was about to slip.
Mingshu pressed it into the soil, "I can run past the first day of the junior high school but not fifteen."
Lian Jing: "..."
Even the mirror pretended to be dead.
-
The colorful dumpling rolled over from the courtyard wall, put one end at Mingshu's feet, and hugged her skirt.
Shit shovel, what strange contract did you contract with again?
You know how to mess around behind my back all day, but I am loyal to you, are you worthy of me?
Say it!
who is it!
As soon as the little beast came back, he made trouble for no reason.
"Aren't you going to eat alone?" Mingshu kicked it away, and the little beast rolled into the soil, right next to Lian Jing.
The little beast exploded instantly.
Little Claw conjured something out of thin air and threw it at Mingshu.
I just know that bullying me, letting you bully me, how good other people's shit-shoveling officers are, look at you, what you look like.
I am such a cute beast, you are treating me like this.
And while I'm not here, looking for such...an ugly thing.
It used to be a two-legged beast, but now it doesn't even have feet! !
After smashing it, the little beast got angry and left again.
Angry beast.
It never comes back! !
wrong……
If it left, what would this ugly thing do if it occupied its shit-shoveling officer?
By the way, the little beast slapped himself in the face and rolled back.
Can't let this ugly thing occupy its shit-shoveling officer.
No matter how bad the shit-shoveling officer is, it is also its shit-shoveling officer.
The little beast grabbed the hem of Mingshu's clothes, slowly climbed up, and found a place to huddle by itself.
Mingshu was bending over to pick up the things that the little beast threw at her, there were fruits and some strange flowers and plants.
But the quantity is not much, and the appearance is not good, it seems that the little beast picked and picked again and again, and then let her stay.
-
On the other side of the courtyard, the elders of the Wuji Sword Sect, the Sect Master of the Qianyuan Sect, and the uncle who remained in charge of the Chiyang Sect, the three parties got together to discuss the matter of the Demon King.
Elder of Wuji Sword Sect: "Cui Liuer is innocent after all."
Uncle Chi Yang's master was a little humble, "The two seniors think Cui Liu'er should be kept? But she is pregnant with the demon king, how can the demon king leave her and still protect her?"
The head of the Qianyuan Sect said truthfully: "Cui Liu'er is a mortal, and the demon king is in her body. Even if she survives until she is born, she will not survive."
Elder of Wuji Sword Sect: "I have sent a letter to the sect and the six sects. When they arrive, we will discuss it."
For such a big matter as the Demon King, the three sects cannot make decisions by themselves.
The other two agreed.
The head of the Qianyuan Sect suddenly raised his head, "It's such a heavy aura."
The other two also sensed it at the same time and looked towards the opposite side of the yard.
It was dark under the eaves, and only a silhouette could be vaguely seen.
But Lian Jing, who still maintains Xi Xie Jian's appearance, is very conspicuous.
Just when they were wondering, the young master of Qianyuanzong ran over and raised the blue fruit in his hand in front of him, "Daddy, my sister gave it to me."
"Fulan fruit?"
The voice of the elder of Wuji Sword Sect was full of surprise.
The head of the Qianyuan Sect was also surprised, and took the fruit from his son, "It's really Buddha Blue Fruit, isn't this thing extinct?"
Fulan fruit is an important medicinal material for refining Ziyang Xuandan. Taking it when you are promoted to Nascent Soul can reduce the risk by one-third.
It's a pity that the Buddha blue fruit is extinct, and the Ziyang Xuandan has long been unable to be refined.
Nowadays, the promotion of Nascent Soul is all about hard resistance, so the failure rate is very high, and there are not many Nascent Soul monks on the mainland.
"Father, can I eat it? My sister said it was delicious..." the young master of Qianyuanzong asked crisply.
The three looked at each other.
They can't rob a child with no conscience, can they?
Then there was a muffled sound in the night.
The Xixie sword fell to the ground, and Fang Wan sat crookedly at the base of the wall. She glared at Mingshu with resentment, "If you have the ability, kill me. If you don't kill me today, I will make you regret it."
Mingshu tidied up her clothes, and the bell on her wrist was jingling with her movements.
Hearing this, she raised her head slightly, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Then what a shame, you finally got your life."
"..."
Fang Wan didn't respond for a while.
She only felt the cold air rushing from the soles of her feet to her forehead, and her mind was buzzing, completely blank.
Lian Jing touched Xi Xiejian at some point, and Xi Xiejian shivered on the ground like a little girl being bullied.
Red light continuously overflowed from the Xixie sword and entered the body of Lian Jing's sword.
Devices and devices can devour each other's strength.
but……
According to Changsheng, Lian Jing is a powerful sword. To do such a thing is a bit disregarding one's status, right? !
"Snapped!"
Lian Jing threw herself to the ground again.
That's well-fed... cheesy.
The light on Xixiejian's body was obviously much dimmer, Fang Wan also felt Xixiejian's weakness, but at this moment she was immersed in what Mingshu said just now, and had no energy to care about Xixiejian at all.
Mingshu was about to go back, when Lian Jing flew up with a swish, stabbing at Fang Wan with lightning speed.
Fang Wan instinctively sensed the danger, and waved Xi Xiejian to block Lian Jing's blow.
Xi Xiejian had just been devoured by Lian Jing, but where was Lian Jing's opponent, he fell to the ground with a 'slap'.
Even the mirror was about to stab Fang Wan's body.
The tip of the sword stopped in front of Fang Wan's chest, and Lian Jing was grabbed by someone.
Fang Wan's breathing was almost frozen, and his back was covered with sweat.
Mingshu squinted at the sword in his hand, and didn't even struggle with the mirror, letting Mingshu pull it back.
She picked up Fang Wan, picked up her sword by the way, and brought him back.
Throw it here, what if someone kills it?
Protect the snack coupons well.
Mingshu brought Fang Wan back to the small courtyard. The disciples of Wuji Sword Sect were startled and surrounded her one after another, unable to hide their anger, "Ji Yue, what did you do, Senior Sister Fang Wan?"
Mingshu was brilliant, "I did... what I love to do."
Mingshu returned both the man and the sword to them, "Don't ask me for the Xixie sword again, I'll have to pay for it if I fake it."
The disciple holding the sword: "..."
Don't you still have one in your hand? !
And that one looks more real? !
They looked at Fang Wan, who was almost unconscious, and at the dimly lit Xi Xie Sword...
What's going on here? !
Cui Liu'er in the middle of the yard had stopped howling, lying on the ground, looking a little pitiful.
But at the moment she passed by, Mingshu saw Cui Liuer raise her head.
A pair of red eyes, full of vicious hatred and madness.
She opened her chapped lips.
I couldn't hear the sound, but I could tell what she was saying from the mouth shape.
"I want to go out."
"I want to go out."
"She said she was going out."
Mingshu turned around suddenly, and shouted to the people guarding the formation.
Cui Liuer: "..."
The disciples guarding the formation are very strange, why no one chased her away, isn't this a demon cultivator?Is it really okay to stay here?
Cui Liu'er lowered her head, her long hair blocked her face, looking from a distance, she looked like a female ghost prostrate on the ground.
Mingshu swayed back to the chair under the eaves under the suspicious and vigilant eyes of the guarding disciples.
She inserted the mirror into the soil next to her, "Don't tell me, you killed that suzerain?"
Even the mirror shook.
Dislike is full of meaning.
Mingshu stared at it with a half-smile, "Then how can you become someone else's Duanxu sword? Where did the Duanxu sword go?"
Even the mirror stood still.
When the sword body turned, it was about to slip.
Mingshu pressed it into the soil, "I can run past the first day of the junior high school but not fifteen."
Lian Jing: "..."
Even the mirror pretended to be dead.
-
The colorful dumpling rolled over from the courtyard wall, put one end at Mingshu's feet, and hugged her skirt.
Shit shovel, what strange contract did you contract with again?
You know how to mess around behind my back all day, but I am loyal to you, are you worthy of me?
Say it!
who is it!
As soon as the little beast came back, he made trouble for no reason.
"Aren't you going to eat alone?" Mingshu kicked it away, and the little beast rolled into the soil, right next to Lian Jing.
The little beast exploded instantly.
Little Claw conjured something out of thin air and threw it at Mingshu.
I just know that bullying me, letting you bully me, how good other people's shit-shoveling officers are, look at you, what you look like.
I am such a cute beast, you are treating me like this.
And while I'm not here, looking for such...an ugly thing.
It used to be a two-legged beast, but now it doesn't even have feet! !
After smashing it, the little beast got angry and left again.
Angry beast.
It never comes back! !
wrong……
If it left, what would this ugly thing do if it occupied its shit-shoveling officer?
By the way, the little beast slapped himself in the face and rolled back.
Can't let this ugly thing occupy its shit-shoveling officer.
No matter how bad the shit-shoveling officer is, it is also its shit-shoveling officer.
The little beast grabbed the hem of Mingshu's clothes, slowly climbed up, and found a place to huddle by itself.
Mingshu was bending over to pick up the things that the little beast threw at her, there were fruits and some strange flowers and plants.
But the quantity is not much, and the appearance is not good, it seems that the little beast picked and picked again and again, and then let her stay.
-
On the other side of the courtyard, the elders of the Wuji Sword Sect, the Sect Master of the Qianyuan Sect, and the uncle who remained in charge of the Chiyang Sect, the three parties got together to discuss the matter of the Demon King.
Elder of Wuji Sword Sect: "Cui Liuer is innocent after all."
Uncle Chi Yang's master was a little humble, "The two seniors think Cui Liu'er should be kept? But she is pregnant with the demon king, how can the demon king leave her and still protect her?"
The head of the Qianyuan Sect said truthfully: "Cui Liu'er is a mortal, and the demon king is in her body. Even if she survives until she is born, she will not survive."
Elder of Wuji Sword Sect: "I have sent a letter to the sect and the six sects. When they arrive, we will discuss it."
For such a big matter as the Demon King, the three sects cannot make decisions by themselves.
The other two agreed.
The head of the Qianyuan Sect suddenly raised his head, "It's such a heavy aura."
The other two also sensed it at the same time and looked towards the opposite side of the yard.
It was dark under the eaves, and only a silhouette could be vaguely seen.
But Lian Jing, who still maintains Xi Xie Jian's appearance, is very conspicuous.
Just when they were wondering, the young master of Qianyuanzong ran over and raised the blue fruit in his hand in front of him, "Daddy, my sister gave it to me."
"Fulan fruit?"
The voice of the elder of Wuji Sword Sect was full of surprise.
The head of the Qianyuan Sect was also surprised, and took the fruit from his son, "It's really Buddha Blue Fruit, isn't this thing extinct?"
Fulan fruit is an important medicinal material for refining Ziyang Xuandan. Taking it when you are promoted to Nascent Soul can reduce the risk by one-third.
It's a pity that the Buddha blue fruit is extinct, and the Ziyang Xuandan has long been unable to be refined.
Nowadays, the promotion of Nascent Soul is all about hard resistance, so the failure rate is very high, and there are not many Nascent Soul monks on the mainland.
"Father, can I eat it? My sister said it was delicious..." the young master of Qianyuanzong asked crisply.
The three looked at each other.
They can't rob a child with no conscience, can they?
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