I'm afraid of myself

He Jinyang saw a white-clothed man passing by as if in a hallucination, dressed exactly like himself, no matter how he looked at it, it could only be that person!

Just at the moment just now, he and Shenfeng Xianzun had a spiritual connection in an instant, and his cultivation base that had reached the limit without help loosened the bottleneck slightly. This made He Jinyang feel surprised at the same time, but also aware of the need to make this deal. dangerous.

Ji Wuxia looked at this young man in admiration. In the eyes of this plum tree spirit who has lived for tens of thousands of years, there are only a handful of people in this world who don't need to be called young by themselves. On the contrary, there are a lot of young people every day. , but the number of these juniors who can make him look good is not more than the former.

He also appreciates this little guy who is satisfied by Xie Yanlai.

"It seems that you don't intend to refuse, not bad."

Emperor Mei Xue paused for a moment, and spit out the words in his heart, accompanied by a dispensable chuckle.

Ji Wuxia smiled and said: "Since that's the case, I might as well think about what is the best reward for you."

Feng Chuixi couldn't help asking, "Emperor Meixue, in your eyes, what exactly are we waiting for Immortal Cultivators?"

Ji Wuxia looked at Feng Fuxi with a smile that was not a smile, and in those eyes full of Tsinghua, Feng Fuxi found that it was difficult for him to maintain his personality, and he had to show his truest side to resist the sight that seemed to be seen through.

"Cycle."

Feng Chuixi was stunned: "What?!"

Ji Wuxia said casually, "Balance."

The wind blows to the west: "..."

Ji Wuxia glanced at the two other than He Jinyang, and sighed in an indescribable tone.

"Xianxiu really has fallen."

"..."

Feng Chuixi is not a fool, did he hear the irony in these words, did he also hear the sincere sigh, Ji Wuxia's words are clearly regretting the decline of the immortal way, why are they regretting?

Of course there is no successor!

Big hit!

After all, Feng Chuixi is one of the four families, and he is still the Son of Qinglong. He feels that he is still a qualified immortal cultivator, at least more qualified than most monks in the world. However, in the eyes of this veteran devil emperor, he has witnessed In the eyes of the demon cultivators of the real generation of immortal cultivators, he is actually one of the fallen immortal monks, not the last persistence of immortal cultivators, the dawn in the darkness as he thought, but a part of the same decay...

Seeing that Feng Chuixi's expression was wrong, Mr. Leng Bai said anxiously: "Calm down, don't be manipulated by his words!"

Leng Baijun's voice came in time, Feng Chuxi suddenly came back to his senses, wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead with trembling hands, only to realize that he was trembling all over his body, and his eyes suddenly became more and more vigilant.

As expected of the emperor in the magic cultivator, the ability to tap people's hearts in these three or two sentences is not just talking.

Isn't the last immortal cultivator like Feng Chuixi most afraid of denying his immortality?Compared with Leng Baijun's stubbornness that no one can change if he is sure of it, Feng Chuxixi's delicate mind is the easiest to be attacked from this aspect.Especially Emperor Mei Xue had the confidence to veto him.

As soon as they met each other, he fell into a passive position on his side, He Jinyang stared at Ji Wuxia without changing his face, and got a frivolous and lazy smile from him.

Ji Wuxia said with a half-smile, "Your people are useless, so can you blame the enemy for being too powerful?"

He Jinyang said expressionlessly: "My people are useless, I can slap you in the face myself."

Ji Wuxia choked, and Xiqiang suppressed a gulp of laughter from the choking wind that had just been tossed about, feeling inexplicably relaxed.

There is a friend who slaps me in the face whoever bullies me. Although he is not arrogant, he is really refreshing.

His gaze fell on the back of He Jinyang, and then at the levitating stepping wave. The gorgeous demon emperor inadvertently found another person standing outside.

The thick white mist firmly blocked Ji Wuxia's back, but for the dragon, flying the clouds and chasing the fog is simply a talent, Feng Chuixi, who has half of the dragon's blood, raised his hand, a gust of wind blew past, and the water was rippling, The ethereal white mist dissipates gently, revealing the vast sky, clear water and hazy mountains...

The mist that came with Emperor Mei Xue was not to prop up the Demon Emperor's front row, but to hide a person.

When the white mist cleared away, the bald monk who stayed in the mist obediently appeared for the first time with a wry smile and clasped his hands together.

Overcoming suffering: "Amitabha, Immortal He, wind benefactor, cold benefactor, it's been a long time."

The white and tender great monk is completely different from the skinny and skinny monk when he left. This time, he saw the thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the facial features are like a difference from an ascetic monk to a happy Buddha. The appearance of wealth and honor that cannot be seen from the previous look of sadness, this time is Three courtyards and five eyes, you can see clearly.

Feng Chuixi said in shock: "Wu Ku, how could it be you! Why didn't you come out earlier!"

Du Ku smiled bitterly, and gestured to His Majesty the Emperor in front of him with his eyes.

The wind is blowing west.

He Jinyang said at this moment, "The Buddhist cultivator introduced by Zhong Mingtang is you?"

Feng Leng and the others suddenly realized, they looked at Du Ku in astonishment, Du Ku met their eyes, smiled more wryly, and nodded.

Feng Fuxi: "This, this...but, this..."

Ji Wuxia let out a sneer, laughing so hard that Feng Chuxi's heart turned cold.

Doesn't this mean that Ji Wuxia will go with them next time?

Such a walking killer... He suddenly looked at He Jinyang. If there is anyone here who can refuse to face him, He Jinyang is the only one, so...Reject quickly!

Unexpectedly, He Jinyang, who hated Moxiu so much, did not refuse. Although his words were cold, he did not show any obvious hostility.

"Since you have your purpose, I also have my request." His sharp gaze was half cold, and the gaze resting on Ji Wuxia's body was even more icy cold. He said as if unintentionally: "Next All the way, I have to trouble you for guidance."

Ji Wuxia wanted to say that you are not welcome, but the more bitter eyes of the great monk behind him made him not in the mood to continue flirting, wrinkled his nose unhappily, and said half-coldly: "Okay, this time I have something to do with you." Ask people."

It wasn't until now that the tense momentum stopped for a while, Feng Chuixi heaved a sigh of relief, and used his elbow to abduct Mr. Leng Bai.

Feng Chui Xi muttered, "It's really not easy."

Leng Baijun said lightly: "Well, it's okay."

Feng Chuixi glared at him from a corner where others couldn't notice, "You wood, can't you see how hard I am?"

Leng Baijun looked back at him with an indescribable look, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Be less mindful in the future."

The implication is that your hard work is purely self-inflicted.

The wind blows his beard and stares, um, he touches his chin without a beard, and decides to keep it in the future, it must be kept, not enough to express his anger!

Mr. Leng Bai is also very generous. Since the two sides are united, he doesn't care about standing close to Du Ku. It seems that Du Ku, who has been ordered to stay in the ground, is pardoned after hearing Ji Wuxia's light cough, and approaches Leng Bai with a few steps. Jun, while walking, there is no trace in the water, and the pure Buddha spirit along the way attracts fish to play in the feet.

Just by this hand, it can be seen that this son's Buddha nature has greatly improved, and his cultivation level is much higher.

He Jinyang knew this well, and just after thinking about it, he raised his eyebrows sharply when he met Shang Ji's flawless and probing eyes.

"Look at what?"

Ji Wuxia smiled: "No, it's just... How is your relationship with Yan Lai?"

He Jinyang: "..."

Don't mention anything else, just mentioning this will make you choke.

Ji Wuxia amusedly took his stiffness as shyness, thinking about the connection these old fellows have been in recently, if it hadn't started with this incident, they would be the kind of lonely people who would hardly see each other for thousands of years. I really want to thank him.

He Jinyang had a terrible headache. As soon as he mentioned this matter, even the sequelae of the divine wind and immortal being possessed were suppressed, and a trace of human activity appeared on his stern face, which eliminated a lot of the divine nature of the immortal, making him look amiable Quite a lot.

Didn't Ji Wuxia see this because this kid was shaken by Xie Yanlai?Therefore, the heart of joking revived.

"What? You're brave enough to ask for a gift from Penglai Shanhai's True Dragon Ball, but you shrink back in front of me? Tell me, what's Xie Yan's reaction?"

His tone of voice is suitable for future generations to use two words - gossip.

He Jinyang looked at him expressionlessly, as if he was dead, he teased him for the dullness just now, and stared at him speechlessly.

Ji Wuxia shook her head: "Well, I understand, young people are shy."

He Jinyang: "..."

Shy legs!

Ji Wuxia didn't notice it and said: "What did you go to Wuyi Mountain this time? I didn't ask just now, but now I want to ask. If the friendship deteriorates because of accidentally killing someone he likes, I don't think so. Not very cost-effective!"

He Jinyang: "..."

Do I have to thank you for your thoughtfulness?

It was only then that Ji Wuxia, who had meditated on the hard-won friendship for tens of thousands of years, looked at him, and had been staring at the palm of his hand and talking to himself.

"Why don't you talk? Could it be that you are overwhelmed by my handsome face?"

He Jinyang finally spoke, there is no way, this person is too shameless, and his liver will hurt if he continues.

"Let's go, isn't it about the Demon Buddha offering sacrifices to the mountain?"

Ji Wuxia blinked, and exclaimed in admiration for some unknown reason.

"That's right, the matter related to Xie Yanlai comes first, and the [-] Demonic Buddhas are just an excuse to hide your sincerity. However, you can't be so shy as a man, and grab what you want. Human beings are against us demon cultivators. Not applicable, if you really like it, sign up to the Blood Heaven Realm now, and tie him home to cook rice, he will only like you more, and he won't make a mess of the crazy human beings who cry, make trouble, and hang themselves. "

Speaking of this, he squeezed his eyes, as if the confrontation just now didn't exist at all, and said thieves: "Forcing and plundering is a tradition of our monster clan, and there was an unspoken rule of snatching marriages a long time ago. For the sake of telling you the shortcut, you quietly tell me that you and him..." Touch your left and right index fingers, "Have you ever done this before?"

He Jinyang: "..."

I feel like I'm going to die.