Wanjie supporting role system

Chapter 714 Hatred
Shen Langhai raised his head to the sky and screamed, full of hatred and murderous intent.All the bones in his body were shattered, and his skull collapsed. He should have lost all resistance, but at this moment, he was supported by powerful mana and flew up again.

He stood in front of the eighteen Xuanzhao realm magic weapons, with a ferocious smile on his face, and with strong confidence and arrogance, he shouted: "Kill!"

Eighteen sun-like magic weapons of Xuanzhao flew forward together and suppressed Zheng Rui.

The martial arts arena used by Zicheng Mountain for disciples to compete with each other was rumbling loudly, cracks appeared and spread rapidly, and then the entire martial arts arena began to shatter inch by inch, as if it was about to be crushed into powder by this majestic force.

Zheng Rui took a step forward, and the moment he got close to the eighteen magic weapons of the Mysterious Illumination Realm, the sky and the earth shone brightly.

The eighteen suns across the sky exploded with a bang, radiating flames and surging energy, and the competition platform shattered into debris in an instant.

"too strong."

"Loose cultivator? Absolutely impossible, this kind of magic power, God "Who is the person on the competition stage?"

One after another stood up from the viewing platform one after another, the expressions on their faces already extremely astonished.

Hong Luotian stared blankly and murmured.

"Saint, even if this person doesn't make it to the Qianlong list, he probably won't be too far away." Said the three talented maids from Yaochi Holy Land.

There is no wave in the ancient well of the saint of Yaochi, shrouded in the pure white mist, no one can see the expression on her beautiful face.

In the mana storm, Zheng Rui calmly walked in front of Shen Langhai, and raised his palms high.

"Ah!" Shen Langhai screamed in despair, and with a loud slap across the face, he was slapped and flew down into the sky with a bang, hitting the ground, blood spurting all over his body.

The purple clothes on the boy's body had completely turned into blood clothes, his whole body was trembling, his eyes full of fear almost turned into dementia, his head shook uncontrollably, bloody saliva kept flowing out from the corners of his mouth.

"Why, why are you forcing me?"

Zheng Ruifei fell down and walked towards Shen Langhai with big strides, but stopped after walking a few steps, he couldn't help frowning, his nose smelled a strange smell.

I saw a pool of water stains rapidly spreading under the crotch of the purple-clothed boy. I still remember how majestic Shen Langhai was when I first met him. He was dressed in purple clothes, wearing a purple gold crown, smiling, proud and heroic.

Zheng Rui never imagined that Shen Langhai, a proud and talented young man, would pee out of fear now.

"Live well!"

After Zheng Rui finished speaking, he sighed and saw Yaochi Holy Land and others leaving, so he hurriedly chased after them.

But after he approached, he was stopped by other people from Yaochi Holy Land.The Saintess of Yaochi turned her back to him, and Zheng Rui felt that Yirou seemed a little angry, but why she was angry, Zheng Rui couldn't figure it out for a while.

At this moment, there were so many people around, it was hard for him to ask directly, so he cupped his hands and turned to leave.

I saw those monks who had ridiculed him before, one by one, stepped forward to salute, no matter what they thought in their hearts, their faces showed respect at the moment.

Some even directly extended an olive branch and invited Zheng Rui to join them in their practice in the Paradise of Paradise.

Zheng Rui smiled slightly, as the saying goes, stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling face. He said that he is used to being free and loose, and doesn't like to be restrained, and then he left quickly with the injured Hong Luotian and Yan Xiaozhu.

After returning to the house, Zheng Rui saw Hong Qingxuan coming and took good care of Hong Luotian. To Zheng Rui's surprise, this time Hong Qingxuan just bowed to him without saying a word.

"Did you really sleep with the saintess of Yaochi last night? You really know each other, but because of the rules of the holy land of Yaochi, you can't make it public?"

Yan Xiaozhu came over and put his arms around Zheng Rui's neck, with a strange expression on his face: "Would you like to tell me a little secret, how did you know each other?"

"I'm talking nonsense, how is it possible." Zheng Rui smelled a faint fragrance of a woman, smiled slightly, and took a few steps forward, not letting Yan Xiaozhu's arm rest on his shoulder.

"Oh my god, such a bloody thing is actually true."

Behind him, Xiaozhu Yan followed up again, looking extremely amazed, and continued: "Brother Zheng, for your own good, I have to explain some things to you clearly. Do you know why the saintesses of Yaochi are shrouded in fairy mist? Anyone who likes Yaochi It doesn't matter if you are an ordinary person, but you are not an ordinary person."

"I have something to go."

Zheng Rui saw the sky and saw the dusk, set up the escape light, and flew away.

When the starry sky appeared, he entered the palace where the Yaochi Holy Land was stationed again according to the method last night.

Seeing the three maids leave, Zheng Rui hurriedly got into the door that was about to be closed, and immediately saw the figure on the Baiyu Bridge shrouded in fairy mist.

"Why are you suddenly angry today?" Zheng Rui asked, striding over.

There is no wave in the ancient well of the holy maiden of Yaochi, her back is facing Zheng Rui.

Zheng Rui walked up to her, pulled up those jade hands, and scratched her palm.The pure white fairy mist dissipated, and the beautiful woman appeared in Zheng Rui's eyes again.

Zheng Rui felt very happy in his heart, and asked: "Do you think I'm too ruthless, not kind at all, not like a good person?"

"I'm talking about killing" On the beautiful face, there was no emotion at all. She was a jade carving beauty, standing quietly in front of her.

Zheng Rui felt that the jade hand he held was a little cold. The girl seemed different from before. She was flawless. She was really the high-ranking saint of Yaochi, not Yirou from Qixia Mountain.

"He, he was scared like that, isn't it the same whether he is killed or not?" Zheng Rui laughed.

There was no emotion at all on the beautiful face of the saint from Yaochi, and Zheng Rui's reflection was reflected in those cold phoenix eyes.

Zheng Rui felt that he didn't know what to say, but just looked at the other party silently.

Immediately, the surrounding area was extremely quiet, only the sound of the sparkling stream flowing under the jade bridge could be heard.

"If you really want him to die, I'll kill him right away, anyway, that kind of person is not a pity to die." Zheng Rui smiled slightly, and scratched Yirou's palm again.

Suddenly, he saw a blush appear on the cheek of that beautiful girl.

Then, the girl flew out like a snow-white shedding rabbit, and she landed in the distance, covering her red lips with jade hands, giggling.

Then, she supported the waist of the willow, bent over with a smile, and the sound of giggling and coquettish laughter echoed in the courtyard of the small bridge and flowing water.

Zheng Rui felt happy too, ran over, and followed with a hey smile.

"I want to watch the stars." Yirou said suddenly.

Zheng Rui immediately grabbed her jade hand and carefully escaped from the Yaochi Holy Land Palace. When he reached a distance, brilliant light erupted from his tall body, and he flew toward the sky with Yirou in his arms.

The mountains twist and turn, and the sea of ​​clouds flies.

The two of them flew side by side, and the figure of a fairy couple flew over the rivers and lakes, and over thousands of mountains and ravines. They smiled and flew towards the sky together, and kept flying upwards.

Finally, they reached the end of the sky, and the strong wind howled above, even the monks would turn into blood mist in an instant when they entered, their souls would be scattered, and they would be wiped out in ashes.

The ancient sword fetus flew out of the scabbard, and the two sat on the sword, cuddled together, both raised their heads, and looked at the huge celestial bodies one after another in the vast universe.

The endless galaxy is dazzling, and the stars are moving, emerging one after another.

"It was a meteor, flying towards another galaxy. I don't know how many years it will take to fly, and how many generations in the world it will take before it can fly to the next galaxy."

(End of this chapter)