I heard that Xiandao No.1 was dumped

Bai Ziji stroked the soft sword at his waist with his fingers, as if he was stroking his most beloved lover, "You just asked me the name, the reason why I didn't tell you is because you don't need to know who I am, after all... "

Bai Ziji's voice became more and more gentle as he spoke, but Jiang Zhengyang only felt that the other party made him feel more and more sickly, and he couldn't help but feel hairy in his heart.

Sure enough, after a slight pause, Bai Ziji spit out the cruel words, "After all, dead people don't need to know their names."

With a flash of cold light, the sharp and gorgeous sword was unsheathed, and it pointed at Jiang Zhengyang's throat with a thunderous speed.

If it weren't for the obvious murderous intent just now, Jiang Zhengyang would almost have been unable to react.

His eyes widened, his pupils shrunk.

So fast!The opponent's sword is so fast, without any fancy, it's straight at it, it's unbelievably sharp.

Perhaps it was because Bai Ziji used this move too much, his posture was a little casual, flirtatious, as light and graceful as a snow caress, but the murderous aura carried in the sword was rushing towards Jiang Zhengyang like a frenzy.

This sword...he has no way to retreat!

Jiang Zhengyang realized that he didn't even have a chance to resist.

Jiang Zhengyang has always known that the water in the cultivation world is very deep, but he still did not expect that such a beautiful and effeminate man could use such a glamorous sword. After all, he still underestimated the person in front of him. Measures appear so ridiculous in the face of absolute strength.

The life of a cultivator is really cheap!As long as the strong don't like them, the weak like them can only be slaughtered.

He... wants to become stronger!

Strong enough to no longer be afraid of anyone, strong enough to control one's own life, and even stand shoulder to shoulder with that person.

But...he seems to have no chance, is he actually going to die?He didn't even have a chance to struggle to survive, so he was unwilling, but he was helpless.

Jiang Zhengyang's eyes had some physiological tears welling up.

It is said that the first thing a person thinks of before death is the person he cares about the most, but why is he about to die? The first thing he thinks of is not his own way, not the fellow apprentice who would smile sweetly at him if he was moved before, or It's not the hardships of childhood...but that person, that vicious man in red clothes, when he first met him, the cynical appearance of the other party sitting on the tree made him remember so deeply, unexpectedly, he didn't know I feel so concerned.

senior……

The sword was already in front of him, and the cold light made Jiang Zhengyang close his eyes subconsciously when the sword was approaching, but the tingling sensation did not come for a long time.

It seemed...too long.

The sound of piercing the air stopped abruptly less than an inch away from him, and he could even feel the sharpness of the sword, but the sword did not move forward by half an inch.

Jiang Zhengyang felt a little unbelievable. If he felt it, he suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at the handsome man in red in front of him with some shock but complicated eyes. The man's posture was casual, and there seemed to be a smile on his lips. With a faint smile, he easily caught the unstoppable sword with only two fingers.

"Former... senior."

How familiar this scene is!

Sure enough, again... the man in front of him saved him again, just like the countless times before, every time his life was dying, he would meet the other person, and the other person would move his silhouette to save his life, of course Jiang Zhengyang Not knowing the twists and turns, he just thought that if it was fate, then why couldn't he meet the other party earlier, such a fate without fate would just add to the sadness.

The unequal status and the disparity in strength actually told him from the very beginning that it was impossible for him to be with the other party, but why was he still not reconciled?

For the first time in normal times, Jiang Zhengyang was at a loss. Is it true that he likes this person?

Bai Ziji was also taken aback by Nan Ming's sudden appearance, and then a strange light flashed in his eyes. If he really wanted to say what this strangeness was, it was probably mixed with some morbid excitement.

He held a sword in one hand, and Nan Ming clamped his sword with two fingers. The sword that contained his seven levels of power was unexpectedly blocked by someone at will.

Many monks in the inn who haven't figured out the situation are so excited about this change that they are out of shape. Come on, what kind of rhythm is this? Is this the rhythm of two powerful men fighting for a man?Two men competing for one man?Master-student love?A bunch of monks with big brains are almost thinking of a drama of dog blood and misery.

Of course, those winking monks ran away early.

When the lady in yellow clothes feels that she has never had a headache today, are you serious about the excitement and gossip of these low-level monks?If these two fight, are you sure you run in a hurry?I still want to watch, it's fine if the group doesn't die.

She sighed silently, then disappeared silently among the crowd.

Now that the Kyushu Demon Lord has come forward, it seems that even if something really happens, she, a little demon cultivator, will not be able to stop it. If so, then it seems that she can visit him.

Contrary to the expectations of the monks, although Bai Ziji was blocked by others, not only did he not get angry, he didn't even feel offended. Adding a bit of gentleness, he smiled and called Nan Ming in a low voice, "Ming Lang".

Jiang Zhengyang shook the goosebumps on his body, it was the first time he spoke so softly after his aura changed, so he really was the rotten love of his predecessors again.

"This little friend said that he is your disciple, Ming Lang. I didn't believe it." Bai Ziji looked at Nan Ming's hand holding the tip of the sword, and rubbed his fingers against the hilt of the sword. It seems that I have to believe it or not.”

Such a tone of calling for a lover means that Nan Ming can still greet each other without changing his face. Nan Ming didn't say a word about whether Jiang Zhengyang is his apprentice, but just smiled and greeted Bai Ziji: "I haven't seen you for a long time. Ziji, when I was drinking with your brother a few days ago, he still talked about you to me!"

Although Nanming said that he was exchanging greetings with Bai Ziji, he did not let go of the fingers holding the opponent's sword, and Bai Ziji did not intend to let go of the sword either.

Nan Ming's heart turned a thousand times, his intuition told him that the other party really wanted to kill Jiang Zhengyang, but why?Nothing happens for no reason in this world.

Nan Ming, who hadn't heard Bai Ziji call Jiang Zhengyang before, couldn't figure out what the murderous intention of the demon king's younger brother was, skinning and cramp or something. Bai Ziji was just trying to scare Jiang Zhengyang. This guy is actually a famous clean freak. The other soul body, Nan Ming, is not ignorant, but this soul body, Bai Ziji, is an out-and-out obsessive cleanliness.

"Really?" Bai Ziji dragged his voice a little, "Did elder brother say anything bad about Ziji?"

"He can say anything bad about you, and he spoils you so much that he almost treats you as a priceless treasure." Nan Ming said with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

Bai Ziqi is used to carelessness, but he is really unconditionally good to this righteous brother. Nan Ming who is so good almost feels that Bai Ziqi has raised Bai Ziji as his son.

"That's right, he can say anything bad about me." Bai Ziji said in a low voice with a deep look in his eyes.

After Bai Ziqi questioned him that time, the other party went to retreat. Bai Ziqi was able to close the door, because he didn't want to see him, and told him that he, Bai Ziqi, was willing to believe in him, Bai Ziji, and that after the cultivation world, Bai Ziqi Don't care about Qi, you can do whatever you want, Bai Ziji.

This was clearly a step backward, but Bai Ziji just felt uncomfortable. Could their tens of thousands of years of friendship be inferior to the one thousand years of friendship between him and Nanming?In fact, Bai Ziqi doesn't have reason to believe him. He has too many flaws. He can hide it from everyone, but he can't hide it from this friend who has known him for tens of thousands of years. The other party chooses to believe him with silence, but he clearly doesn't believe , why bother?

Bai Ziji took a deep breath, and changed the subject: "If Ming Lang really misses me so much, since he can go to drink with his elder brother, why can't he come to see me? It seems that Ming Lang is just saying that he misses me, but he doesn't really care about me." You don't want to see me, it's really cold and heartless!"

In other words, Bai Ziji didn't have any sad expression on his face.

In fact, Nan Ming is also more willing to talk with this soul body of the other party. Compared with the other one who is always tearful, this soul body is a friend he has known for more than 1000 years.

Nan Ming raised his brows slightly, curled his lips and said: "Why are you still blaming me, I really can't stand the other you, you don't want to talk about Ming Lang, it sounds really scary."

Nan Ming was also polite, and directly started the complaint mode.

Bai Ziji also smiled, such a gag made him regain the feeling he had when he had a good relationship with Nan Ming. When getting along with Nan Ming, he is really afraid that he will be polite to you, and his politeness to you is indirect. I'm telling you we're not close friends.

Bai Ziji didn't say a word about the things he did to apologize to Nan Ming. Those who don't need an apology are trivial things. If he needs to apologize, even if he apologizes, the other party may not accept it. How wrong.

Compared with another soul body, he saw it a little too clearly.

"Why did this little baby become your apprentice? Haven't you always been impatient with this? Why did you suddenly accept a disciple? It's not like you." The tone was very relaxed, but it just eased a little. An increasingly stalemate relationship.

"Then how can I be like this seat?" Nan Ming tilted his head, and his lazy tone seemed that he didn't care much, but his tone was a little more relaxed than Bai Ziji's, "I can do whatever I want to do." He, seeing that he is pleasing to the eye, is it okay to accept him as an apprentice for fun?"

Bai Ziji sighed silently, and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, if you think it's okay."

In fact, these words are a bit too spoiled, and they are not suitable for non-couples at all.

In the private room on the second floor of the inn, Shen Guhong had been watching the situation downstairs indifferently from the very beginning, his expression was very calm, as if he didn't care, but he didn't even want to look away a little bit, just like that Seriously, it seems that every minute and every second is not willing to ignore even a subtle movement, looking down.

He just went to discuss other things with Nan Ming, and he didn't know how the two had conflicts.It is impossible for Bai Ziji to stare at Jiang Zhengyang for no reason, so what is the reason why the Yaohuang Yudi killed him in public.

But Shen Guhong's calmness was only maintained until now. Hearing such doting words, he clenched his fists unconsciously, and the bones made a crisp cracking sound due to the sudden force. Shen Guhong took a deep breath, and soon He let go of his clenched fist again.

He finally took his gaze away from the two of them temporarily, and looked at another uninvited guest.