On the Progress of Raiders with Sudden Changes in Painting Style

Nine Chance Sect, as its name suggests, is formed by nine mountain peaks surrounded by flowing clouds, surrounded by mysteries like a fairy island.

The mountain gate is paved with a whole piece of white jade, which is more than ten feet high, and the long winding dragon passes through the peaks, which looks majestic and magnificent.

There are nine mountain peaks, each of which has its own merits and distinct characteristics; Cang Qiong Peak, the leader, leads the overall situation and the ruling sect.

Yun Yi belongs to the Wanyao Peak in the Jiuji Sect, as the name suggests, it is mainly focused on refining elixir.

Wanyao Peak is located at the lower part of the Jiufeng Peak, where the green forest forms the sea, and the gentle breeze brings the salsa of the bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest.

Finally came to the central tower surrounded by bamboo forests. The tall and exquisite tower is divided into 5 floors. The lacquered nanmu outlines elegant and complex patterns. On the main entrance of the tower, there is only a brownish-red ancient plaque engraved with a single word - Lou ——The majestic and elegant handwriting shows the solemnity of the tower.

As early as after entering the forest, I was refreshed by the breeze blowing in the forest, which eased my mood just now. I glanced at the plaque on the tower, walked up to the same row with Yun Yi and asked, "Why can't you be a gentleman?" Xinyue’s name, your “lou” is too casual.”

Feeling that the burden of Baiyueguang has been thrown thousands of miles away, it is a feeling to expose the nature.

Yun Yi glanced at the person next to him with an exquisite face, his dark green vertical pupils deepened and his tone was cold: "A building is a building, what's wrong."

Zhu Cen has black lines on his face, this guy has no interest in life. : "Since it's my long-term residence, there must be something I like and don't like. It would be more... um... more appropriate to choose a name that pleases me?" He didn't know how to talk at all. A pattern of deadpan nonsense.

Xu Shi's halo from the golden pupil made him calm down a bit and said in response: "It's just a place to sleep, if you think of it, just get one!"

have to!Another arrogant, cold and beautiful boy.

Flicking her flowing sleeves, she stepped into the building: "Forget it, let's call it Lou, how generous!"

On the balcony on the second floor, two slender seats are sitting opposite each other. Smoky tea is being brewed on the tea table, and the wind chimes hanging from the top corner of the attic are chanting clear music with the wind, which is very pleasant.

Zhucen looked at the pair of long knuckles in front of him clearly so that he could see Nitian's slender hands brewing fragrant tea, thought for a while and took out a few snacks from the ring that he bought at the market along the way.

With a smile on his face, he invited and said, "Do you want to try it? This small dried fish and dried meat are delicious, and this pine flower soft cake is even better with tea."

Yun Yizheng's hand that was holding the teapot to pour tea trembled inadvertently, and his thoughts went back thousands of times.

In the early years, the southwestern mountain range chased a fleeing demon cult all night long, and a white-clothed man with a cold and worldly face rushed in and obliterated it. Jinse's cold and cold Lingjin pupil just glanced at him and left a misty look. The vain words: "Get lost." The look of disgust and alienation is still imprinted in his mind, and it was only later that he found out that he was actually the black fox disciple accepted by the ancestor of Yunlu.

Fast-forward five years now, if it wasn't for the pair of black fox golden pupils unique to the black fox that recognized him, look at him who is now eating mortal food with a smile on his face...

Zhu Cen knocked on the coffee table, with a surprised face: "What are you thinking! Are you still pouring this tea?"

Yun Yi came back to his senses, the dark green pupils on his expression gradually returned to a faint emerald green, that's all, his current temperament is not bad.

The long, narrow and beautiful eyes curved beautifully, poured a cup of fragrant hot tea and put it in front of him: "Have a taste?"

Zhu Cen's heart beat suddenly accelerated by this charming smile, and he took a sip of tea with trembling hands to soothe his mind.

I'm straight I'm straight!Straight straight straight straight...

There was a burst of salsa in the green bamboo forest, and a burst of vigorous spiritual power surged, and the sound of the wind chimes being shaken was even more crisp and melodious.

Yun Yi frowned, and looked in the direction of Chaoshui, his expression darkened.

Bamboo Cen Lingran thought for a moment that the location where the spiritual power was launched happened to be at the highest peak of the Nine Machines Sect, and asked in surprise, "Your sect is doing activities today?"

Yun Yi said in a low voice: "It's just in time for the clan competition within the clan."

Two slender figures got up and leaped towards Cang Qiong Peak before disappearing on the quiet terrace.

Since ancient times, the evil way and the righteous way have been in extreme opposition. Recently, the rampant behavior of the demon race has swept across the border, attracting a large number of demon cultivators to join. As the leader of the branch of the demonic way, Lan Yu has long been displeased with Jiuji's suppression and obliteration of the demon cultivators. , and finally waited for the opportunity to be ordered by secret envoys to frustrate this group of filthy people who are full of righteousness and evil in heart!Sure enough, a bunch of turquoise mentally retarded people are gathering here in groups!

That's why it's so easy to lead people directly to attack the main palace of Qingqiong!Pooh!

Aiming at an indifferent and casual disciple of the sect, the Taoist uniform of the master of the Jiuji sect is blue in color, and the standing young man in white must be a newcomer to the sect!heh~

Without further ado, Lan Yu swung the scarlet lightning's red whip and beat him hard!

Facing a pair of black obsidian bottomless eyes, the icicles in the air instantly collided with the flashing red whip!The spiritual power suddenly dispersed, and the ice shards scattered all over the place!

The ruthless brows were filled with a bit of anger, summoned the old man in black who had been standing beside him for a long time, and ordered: "Go and kill him!"

After the eagle-eyed old man heard the order, his withered and wrinkled hands turned into a pair of black armored claws and jumped forward.

The bamboo building was originally far away from the main peak of the sky, and when it came to the main peak, the whole dome seemed to be full of smoke, and there were disciples running around in a panic or struggling with others. Once messy!

Yun Yi could tell at a glance that the demons must have entered the sect while the sect's senior brothers were out!

The two white clothes of Yun Yi and Zhu Cen fluttered down, and some panicked and desperate disciples saw their venerable and began to rush towards them!

Bamboo Cen looked around at the messy surroundings.

Yun Yi comforted the disciples in the sect who came: "Didn't you say that the martial arts contest is in the sect, what about the senior sect brothers who preside over it?"

A disciple said with a mournful face: "Uncle An Chu and Uncle Qian Fan had a dispute over the order of choosing the martial arts competition and went down the mountain to make an appointment for a fight!"

Bamboo Cen: "..."

Yun Yi was ashamed, he should have expected that other people should not be in charge, if it wasn't for his own spiritual power, how could the demons take advantage of it, and the calm and deep voice spread to the entire Qingqiong Temple with the spiritual power: "Don't panic! My Nine Machines Sect is a majestic sect, and heroes and heroes have emerged in large numbers, so why are you still afraid that these few remnants of the evil way will fail!"

As soon as these words came out, the disciples who found the backbone cheered up and once fought against the Demon Cult!

In this scene of people coming and going in a panic, Zhu Cen, who wanted to eat melons, heard a familiar female voice with a dazed expression: "Junior Brother Cangshu!"

With a shuddering heart, he looked in the direction and saw that his apprentice, who should have been a beautiful young man in white clothes, was now covered with bloodstains, and his black hair, which should have been flowing like a waterfall, was fluttering in the wind in a mess!A bloody scar was drawn on the handsome and incomparable cheek, dripping vermilion, and the black obsidian's eyes, which were as indifferent as before, now added a bit of fierce scarlet like walking on thin ice!

Fuck!Zhu Cen slapped his head, as if their mission location is Jiujizong!Leaving aside the clearing missions, at least I was called Master, the beautiful young man who was finally brought up was hurt like this by that old man!

Ripples and halos appeared in the golden eyes of the bamboo cedar, and the usually gentle facial features were stained with anger, and he pinched the sword formula: "Mochen!" Long swords flying everywhere!

The blade of the sword slashed at the eagle-eyed old man with a cold light—bang——Linglie's strong sword energy split the old man and Shen Cangshu, and a deep arc was drawn on the ground of Bailiyu!Apparently the old man backed away knowingly, suppressing the darkness in his eyes and looked at the man in white clothes who suddenly fell in front of him!

Mo Chen hung in mid-air, waiting for his master's instructions.

Zhu Cen just flicked his sleeves, cupped the boy's cheeks and frowned with his slender and beautiful eyebrows: "Don't move, let me take a look." With one hand holding the messy hair, the other hand contained gentle spiritual power to heal the face. the wound.

Shen Cangzhu looked at his master with a complicated expression, letting the person in front of him caress him.

From a close distance, one can smell the faint and cold fragrance that is exclusive to this person, and the long eyelashes are hazy under the sun. Is the delicate and beautiful face just because of myself at this moment?Did Master come to Jiujizong together because of himself?Xu Shi's warm hands contained a faint warmth to heal the wound, and also warmed into the heart pool that had been frozen for a long time, greedily approached the front of the eyes, and when he came back to his senses, he hugged him tightly with both hands, whispering in a low hoarse voice : "Master." I miss you so much.

When Zhucen heard the low-pitched call from beside his ear, he couldn't help but feel a twinge in his heart. He was a boy after all, and he wanted to talk to him about safety and slowing down his consciousness when he was out of the house!At this moment, the anger in my heart faded a bit, and I responded softly: "Why are you still hugging me? Obediently stay here and don't move!"

After his cheeks returned to normal, he put down his hands and turned to face the old man in black!Holding Mo Chen in his hand with a wave of his hand, the sword pointed at him with a fierce light!

No matter how you say it, he is a beautiful boy!Just relying on that face can be eaten as a meal!What if it's broken!How much psychological shadow this has left on the psychologically sensitive period of teenagers!Why don't you use the bracelet you gave that kid back then!If it's really cold, you have to practice the number again! ! !I rely on!

The more he thought about it, the more angry Zhu Cen Jintong suppressed his inexplicability, his eyes deepened, he let go of the sword and swung it in mid-air, pinched the sword formula and manipulated the ink dust to fly around, the old man in black was hurt by the flashing eyes of the sword, The sharp claws stepped forward to strike the golden sword, and suddenly there was a sound of spiritual collision and jingle, sparks flew in all directions, and the forced sword skill overwhelmingly forced the old man back, and the fierce sword lights were on the old man's arms and arms. There were several sword wounds on his face!The old man, who was under attack, called for help to Lan Yu who was being oppressed by Yun Yi: "Young master! The timing is wrong! Withdraw!"

Lan Yu's heart trembled, and he hurriedly retreated behind the old man, and some demon cultivators gradually approached Yu to escape.

I only heard Yun Yi sneer: "Leave as soon as you say, come as you say, it's a beautiful idea!"

With a flash of his figure, the silver sword was unsheathed, and the sword soared into the sky, drawing out thousands of sword qi, arranged in a light array, and attacked the demon cultivators like rain!

Lan Yu fled with his subordinates, but Ling Lie's strong sword energy could not be stopped at all, and he left in a state of embarrassment. The demon cultivator, who was still inexperienced, splashed blood on the spot.

After Yun Yi retracted his sword, he looked at Zhu Cen, who was eager to love his apprentice!The dark green pupils deepened, and they looked at the handsome young man in mottled white clothes!

Although Yun Yi was the main force in repelling the demons, Zhu Cen's unrestrained and overwhelming sword skills made the disciples who watched the battle admire their faces, and their eyes glisteningly kicked to test the identity of this expert!

On the other side, Chen Yang, who was involved in the war, had already discovered the figure of Master Zhu Cen, but he needed to protect his junior sister who was not yet capable of actual combat, so he could only watch the battle from the sidelines!

Xiao Ling'er has long been fascinated by Shen Cangshu's heroic attitude in fighting the demons, all the attention is on him!Secretly made up my mind!

Li Yao'er admired Master Zhu Cen's rare sword skills in surprise!With scorching eyes, he kept his elegant figure firmly in his heart!The saber in his hand was clenched even more!Must be strong enough to stand with him!

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