Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

After the scene was silent for a second, the locust tree demon took back the severed root as if nothing had happened, "It doesn't matter whether the holy king believes in me or not, I just can't bear to see the holy king being deceived."

Could it be that, without remembering anything, is it still the one who protected Luo Hu in the past?

It is impossible to say that Ying Wuxia didn't care about what the locust tree demon said, and was completely indifferent, but as he said, he didn't trust the other party.

How could an old demon who had been interrupted by himself twice in a row tell him about the past with such good intentions, it was strange not to get in the way.

Although he wanted to know what was going on between him and Luo Hu, it was not so urgent that he rushed to the doctor.

The locust tree demon doesn't have to be incited by Ying Wuxia now, as long as a seed of doubt is planted in the opponent's heart, he won't be afraid that the opponent will not take the bait in the future.

Just as the two of them were thinking about it, a coercion that could not be ignored quickly approached from far to near.

"This place for the elderly is getting more and more lively." The locust tree demon, who regards the ruins of the Buddhist Prison Tower as his own private land, murmured to himself, while struggling to move his huge body over, wanting to see this Who came back again.

Looking at this posture, the visitor is not good.

The people who came back this time were not as shivering as the trio who came before. The three spirit boats were arranged in the shape of "pin", with brilliant aura and brilliant treasures.

A group of people stood on the decks of the three spirit boats, each with wide sleeves fluttering, with extraordinary momentum and majestic aura.

On the most luxurious spirit boat in the middle, the leader is different from the others. He is dressed in strong clothes and has a tall and straight posture. .

And after this person, the people on the three spirit boats also landed one after another, standing behind the leader, they all had outstanding demeanor, which made the leader even more dignified.

Duanmu Shaoye, who was farthest away, looked at these people and pouted, "Who is that kid, pretending like this..."

Cut, the airs are too big, and he is not as wise and powerful as his Patriarch!

Duanmu Shaoye's focus was wrong, but Ying Wuxia and Chen Sha would not be so blind-eyed. These people lined up, at least twenty or thirty people. It would be far-fetched to say that so many people were just passing by, not to mention... …

The eyes of the two fell on the leading man at the same time.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Steady bass, with a slight smile.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, his originally resolute and handsome face was restrained a bit because of the strands of hair hanging from the corner of his forehead.

In the pitch-black eyes, there was a trace of carelessness and laziness, and the most recent arc was slightly raised, but under this smile, there was a hint of sternness hidden. Obviously, this person is not as kind as he appears on the surface harmless.

The locust tree demon, who was once again passively reduced to the background, heard this, and looked at the new group of intruders without looking for traces.

At first glance, the young man at the head seems to be somewhat similar to the sword cultivator who entered the tunnel just now; but if you look closely, you will find that there is an essential difference between the two.

While the locust tree demon was thinking about it, he deliberately said, "It turns out that everyone knows each other, so it's much more convenient..." Duanmu Shaoye who was standing behind casually threw a piece of waste to block the last ending. mouthed.

Everyone present ignored the locust tree demon's unsightly face for a moment, and focused their attention on each other - at this time, with so many people here, it was obvious that they were enemies, not friends.

"Everyone gets to know each other once, it's better for you two to make it easier."

It was supposed to be a polite remark, but it was in a declarative tone, unquestionable.

In terms of attributes, both Ying Wuxia and Chen Sha are the kind of people who don't like to talk. The only difference between them is that Ying Wuxia, as the chief disciple of Guiyi Sect, has been surrounded by a group of juniors and sisters everywhere. After leaving Guiyimen, he met Luohu, a snake spirit, who couldn't be quiet even if he wanted to be quiet, and was so annoyed; and in Jiuhuazong, there were only a handful of people who dared to bully Chensha in front of him, except for one who had been tortured for thousands of years. Apart from the disliked Ming Jing, even Ming Lan ordered things directly, and was neat and tidy without being annoying, which indirectly led to Chen Sha's dull temperament of not talking nonsense.

Therefore, neither of them said anything about the nonsense that the visitor said.

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"puff!"

Duanmu Shaoye gloated a little when he saw this newcomer, who put on airs so big, he was deflated, "Who are you talking about? Is it necessary to give you face if I know you? I know a lot of people, is it possible?" Is it okay for everyone in the world to ask me to give you face? Cut."

Those two dull gourds can't speak, so he can do it for you!

"Bastard!" A serious-looking middle-aged man standing behind the man sneered coldly at Duanmu Shaoye's words, and said, "How dare you be rude, kid!"

Duanmu Shaoye shrugged and signaled, what can you do to me if you are rude?

"Boy is crazy!"

The middle-aged man's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously glanced at the man in charge. Seeing that he didn't express anything, he knew it meant acquiescing, so he didn't hesitate any longer.

A semi-virtualized arm that was the same as his right arm, but several times larger, stretched out at the same time as the middle-aged man grabbed it, aiming directly at Duanmu Shaoye.

Duanmu Shaoye had been on guard for a long time, and the folding fan he had been holding in his hand suddenly opened, and he pulled out a beautiful fan flower. When he caught it with his backhand, he just blocked the head-on grab.

Chen Sha didn't look sideways, raised the sword and dropped it, a white cold light dazzled past.The arm that passed by his side and extended to Duanmu Shaoye's body was directly cut into two sections, one slumped limply, and the other fell slumped.

Duanmu Shaoye acted obediently when he got a bargain, he clicked his tongue twice when he saw this, "Aren't you afraid of embarrassing your master with such little ability?"

While speaking, his malicious eyes slid to the leading man on the opposite side, and he raised his eyebrows provocatively.

The smile on the man's face gradually subsided, "So, do we have to do something?"

Responding to him were the two dull gourds drawing their swords at the same time, and the Qing Yin of the long sword unsheathed.

Duanmu Shaoye, who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and who doesn't like men, mercilessly laughed again, what is it!

The man who had been humiliated repeatedly lost his warmth in his eyes, and made a gesture with his hand behind his back, and the twenty or so people standing behind him moved at the same time, leaving the place like ghosts and pounced on the three people opposite will pass.

On the other side, the locust tree, which spit out the waste in its mouth, stared at the people present, already resenting everyone - if it wasn't for the arrival of these guys, why would it be repeatedly interrupted and hurt? into this?

At this time, seeing that the tension between the two sides was about to explode, I couldn't help secretly wishing in my heart, wishing that these people would start fighting immediately.Among them, it couldn't help looking at the man at the head twice, seeing that this group of people were all following his orders, but it didn't know which side it was, and how they found this place , Could it be that the news has leaked out, or why do these people come here one after another?

A wave of more than [-] people hedged, and easily dispersed the three people on the opposite side. A few people waved, surrounded and isolated the three people, and broke through and killed them one by one.

World War I is inevitable and inevitable.

The leading man looked at Ying Wuxia, who was surrounded by airtightness and did not change color, and turned his eyes coldly, signaling his subordinates to back down.

"Little Lord……"

A female shaving face was unwilling and wanted to say something, but her face turned pale when she saw the man's eyes, and broke out in a cold sweat. She didn't dare to say any more and retreated with her companions, half of them stayed on the outside to watch the situation. Just in case; the other half joined the circle of encirclement and suppression against Chensha and the two of them.

"You're still the same."

The man walked up to Ying Wuxia. The heights of the two were almost the same. He deliberately raised his chin, lowered his eyes and glanced at the opposite side, feeling that he had the upper hand. "I haven't heard from you for so many years, I thought something happened to you."

Ying Wuxia, who was cursed face to face, glanced at him indifferently, "Draw your sword."

The tone was indifferent, as if the other party farted just now.

The corners of the man's eyes twitched, and he smiled angrily, nodding his head in response, "That's fine, let me see how you've improved over the years, and you've made this inhuman appearance."

After finishing speaking, he also pulled out a sword out of thin air. The dark red sword was covered with dark lines. Under the refraction of the light, those dark lines seemed to be alive, surging on the sword.

Xu knew that there would be no sense of accomplishment in talking to a boring gourd. This time, the man didn't say any nonsense to provoke people, and he raised his sword and went up.

Rather—

"You are not a human or a demon?"

A question sentence, because the speaker's tone is flat, it reveals a certainty.

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As long as I can remember, I have been at odds with each other. The former head disciple of Xuantian Sect and now the head disciple of Xuantian Sect under the Demon King, Di Mingru deeply realized that the length of time has nothing to do with a person's likes and dislikes. Will be transferred by the passage of the latter.

In the past, he didn't like Cang Qi and Ying Wuxia, but now, when he met again, his dislike for them didn't decrease in the slightest.And because Cang Qi is not in front of her eyes now, Ying Wuxia is very honored to take on the remaining other half.