Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 723 Senior Brother He Wants to Force Me to Jump off a Cliff 44
In Hengyue Sect, people around looked at her with repulsive eyes, so when Zhuoyu Pavilion invited her, she would leave without hesitation.

Thinking of how she was treated in the past, Nan Ruoyin's eyes turned cold.

Although she misses her old love, if someone offends me, I will definitely offend him. Heng Yuezong treated her like that before, but today, they will definitely make them pay the price.

...Wen Jing is no exception.

She won't really be influenced by a man!

……

On this continent, after the period of distraction, there is the period of crossing the catastrophe. After the period of crossing the catastrophe, if you continue to break through, you can cultivate into an immortal body.

And after all, it is a story of a strong heroine, the boundaries of each stage are not obvious, and when the temperament is reached, it can even jump a few levels in a row-this is probably the original text to let the hero always be the backing of the heroine, set up for Wen Jing. Welfare.

Unexpectedly, now that the hero and heroine are not together, Wen Jing still has the ability to break through one after another, and has entered the distraction period in just a hundred years.

Most of the elders of the high school are at the level of the early stage of distraction. In comparison, Wen Jing's aptitude is far more than amazing, it is simply against the sky.

Before, many eyes stopped on him with envy or jealousy, but Wen Jing lowered her eyes and didn't look at anyone, silently wiping her sword edge.

But suddenly, his heart moved, as if he had sensed something, he raised his eyes and looked towards the Demon Cult.

Wherever his gaze passed, some demon cultivators backed away subconsciously, and then reacted again, not to be outdone, and blew a mocking whistle at him.

——Now the secret realm is about to open, and no one dares to make trouble at this time, for fear of a ball!
Wen Jing's gaze turned around, but there was no familiar figure anywhere she passed.

His eyes dimmed, and he smiled self-deprecatingly.

Hundreds of years have passed, the man was planted with a demonic heart, and later the demonic energy in his body was sucked away. At this moment, no matter what, it is impossible for him to still be in this world.

He withdrew his gaze and continued to focus on his sword, as if this was the only way to temporarily subdue his chaotic thoughts.

Bai Ling hid behind a big brother and heaved a sigh of relief. The Moxiu in front of him was so big that he could completely cover her.

Now is not the time to be exposed, the higher the Taoist cultivation base, the faster the advancement, and the weirder the mind, because their Taoist mind is not yet stable, and no one knows what is going on in their hearts.

If the two sides fight at this time and Wen Jing misses the opportunity to enter the secret realm, the plot will be completely messed up.

While everyone was waiting anxiously, the sun gradually rose to the top of their heads, and the obstacles around the secret realm finally gradually faded and blurred, opening several openings that could allow people to pass through.

The forces of all parties did not delay any longer, and quickly rushed to the nearest entrance. The figures of the people were quickly sucked in by the secret realm, and soon the mist filled the air, and they were randomly teleported to various corners of the secret realm.

Bai Ling intentionally extended the time she stayed in the fog, and when the fog cleared and everything settled, she opened her eyes and found herself on a bare mountaintop.

This is a rocky mountain with no grass growing, only about [-] meters high, and there is nothing around it.

Just as Bai Ling stood firm, he heard a scream from the foot of the mountain.

Walking to the edge of the cliff and looking down, there was a trace of understanding in her eyes, this secret place was indeed Nightmare's lair.

At the bottom of the mountain, a dark and treacherous figure was entrenched, letting out bursts of eerie low laughter.

Among them were two disciples of the righteous path who were full of despair, and there were three other people in the same clothes as them on the ground, but they had lost their breath.

(End of this chapter)