The No. 1 blue face in the world of comprehension

"Tut tsk tsk, look at you."

Jun Wuxin turned around in a leisurely manner: "I really haven't learned anything about my Hanhan's gentleness and loveliness."

Feng Bumin glanced at Mo Shuming, who was dying on the ground not far away, and said displeasedly, "Tell me, how to save him?"

Jun Wuxin raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hey, how do you know who to save?"

The corners of Feng Bumin's lips pressed down again: "Others are not worth my shot."

A pair of golden eyes showed sharpness: "Stop talking nonsense, what should I do?"

Jun Wuxin saw that his eyes were scorched, but he was not in a hurry at all, and said more leisurely: "Before on the other side of the abyss, didn't you already find that time and space overlap? What should I teach you? Say Wake up, it was those little bastards of yours who caused the trouble, and dragged the deity's precious lump into the turbulence of time and space, and made him suffer such grievances 3000 years ago—"

"Don't associate me with those beasts!" Feng Bumin's face darkened as he listened, and the flying sword condensed the devilish energy behind him again, aiming at Jun Wuxin.

"Hey hey, rude."

The former blinked, but the ice-like flying swords floating behind him also raised their sword tips in unison.

The atmosphere between the two was tense, but his face was still relaxed, as if he was just taking a leisurely walk in the back mountain of Wuwei Sect: "If the deity hadn't arrived in time, do you think you can still be here intact?" Show your paws with me?"

Feng Bumin rushed up from his chest, even his lips were slightly flushed.Knowing that he couldn't speak to the other party, he simply shut up, and the magic sword immediately turned around behind him, flying towards Jun Wuxin.

Everyone in the Golden Terrace who had been chased by Feijian and fled around was relieved when they saw the Lord of the Demon Region turn to attack Shuyue Immortal Venerable.

Those black swords condensed with demonic energy look light and light, but only when they are close to them will people feel the heavy pressure on them. At this time, the target is changed, and these people who are being chased are naturally happy to see it. It's done.

However, before the relieved smiles appeared on their faces, they collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Originally, they hoped that the peak of Immortal Dao could carry them for a period of time, but the opponent was obviously unwilling to fight fiercely with them.The figure in the golden embroidered crane cloak disappeared, not only dodged all the flying magic swords, but turned into a stream of light, appearing beside the seriously injured Patriarch in the blink of an eye.

In the tall pavilion of mountains and rivers, the young man in Xuanyi held his hands behind his back, and a smile suddenly appeared in his black jade-like eyes reflecting the stream of light that Jun Wuxin transformed.

At the moment when that brisk smile appeared, a stream of light shot up into the sky from behind him.

Under the high pavilion, the golden-clothed disciple guarding him was stunned.

An extremely simple wooden sword was overflowing with aura, and descended from the sky with a majestic sword energy. It was so powerful that it fell more than a foot into the ground, and the exposed part was still trembling.

The guard disciple was startled, and before he had time to react, a figure as graceful as a crane descended immediately, and with a touch of one foot, he stood lightly on the hilt of his sword like a flying bird.

He was born fierce and handsome, without the gloom and hostility of the Mo family who had been in the house for many years in his brows. Instead, he was full of vigor and light sword intent, like a light falling from the sky, specially designed to break through the darkness.

The moment he stood still, the coercion of Yuanying's peak dissipated immediately, instantly crushing the two attendants immobile.

"How, how?!" Guard A was the first to react, and exclaimed in shock, "The Patriarch clearly said that he only has the Golden Core cultivation base!!!"

The reason why they dared to come and guard it was because Mo Shuming had specifically explained that the boy's cultivation base was only Golden Core, and the two of them in the early stage of Nascent Soul could handle it!

The young man raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, but there was a hint of sarcasm on his face: "Why do you think that what he said is correct?"

When he asked this question, he really stopped the two people who were full of panic.Seeing that their faces were pale, they couldn't tell why, but the young man let out a low laugh, and left with his sword in an instant, leaving the two of them staring at each other, not daring to move.

Guard A: "This... this is the young Patriarch back then, right?"

Guard B: "Yes! But wasn't he expelled from the Golden Terrace by the current Patriarch for murdering the former Patriarch..."

Guard A: "Shhh! Be careful when someone comes back and slashes you with a sword!!! You can't even see it? He must have come back to find a place! Let's stay out of it, life-saving is the most important thing!"

Mo Shuming was lying on the ground, and his delicate body, which had almost never been injured, broke many bones at once, causing him to gasp for air in pain.

Suddenly, a fresh and misty plum fragrance like flowing clouds floats into the tip of the nose, followed by a refreshing breeze that makes people feel physically and mentally comfortable.Mo Shuming only felt that his whole body was ironed, but he didn't feel any pain anymore.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and looked into a pair of ink eyes as bright as water.Looking at such a pair of gentle and tolerant eyes, Mo Shuming was in a trance for a while, feeling as if his soul was about to be sucked away.

"Dare to ask the Mo Patriarch, do you know the whereabouts of the former Patriarch Mo Shucheng?"

Jun Wuxin smiled and looked at him condescendingly, but it didn't make anyone feel any pressure.He spoke softly, his voice was light and ethereal, but it made Mo Shuming want to shake out all the secrets in his heart.

Mo Shuming stared blankly into his eyes, but the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and he said in a daze: "I have been the head of the family for five years, only to find that Mo Shucheng's weakness is not a physical problem, but his infirmity. Back then when he was the head of the family, he used a secret method to divide the soul into two parts, one part remained in the body, and the other part was hidden by him..."

"Oh?" Jun Wuxin raised his eyebrows, "Does the master of the Mo family know what is going on with Mo Shucheng?"

Mo Shuming's eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, but he still can't help staring at Jun Wuxin's too attractive eyes: "Five years ago, Mo Shucheng was killed by Mo Ning... the other half of his soul is... in... ...where I don't even know..."

"I see."

The smile in Jun Wuxin's eyes was even bigger, but at this moment, he moved his eyes away and raised them.

Losing the pair of eyes that had been staring at him, Mo Shuming felt lost for a moment. He moved his lips, as if he was about to spit out all the secrets in his heart. As long as those eyes can stay on him for a moment, Mo Shuming I felt like I would tell him anything!

As if sensing the roar in his heart, Jun Wuxin finally turned his eyes back again, and smiled again: "Master Mo, I don't know why you drove Mo Ning out of the Golden Terrace?"

Mo Shuming, who was favored so much, was ecstatic in his heart, and almost without thinking, he said all the words in his heart: "I killed Mo Shucheng with his hands! Naturally, he can't be allowed to stay and compete with me! The seat of the Patriarch It should have been mine 3000 years ago! Mine!!!"

Jun Wuxin let out an "oh", then turned his gaze once again, passed him, and raised his voice, "Did you hear that?"

Mo Shuming subconsciously wanted to follow his line of sight, but before he could turn his head, his body was suddenly held up by a force.

At the same time, a voice between the boy and the youth sounded in his ear: "I heard it."

The voice was so familiar, Mo Shuming finally came back to his senses slowly, and before he was shocked by the illusion that the dignified Daoist Immortal knew how to control people's hearts, his heart turned cold inch by inch: "It's you?!"

The arm held between the armpits tightened again, as if something had pierced into the wound between his ribs, the pain made him gasp, but the person holding him seemed to be doing it on purpose, and his hands were heavy After a few minutes, he gave a low laugh and replied, "Second Uncle, we meet again."

Mo Shuming was about to scream out, but was thrown suddenly, and the sudden fall immediately knocked back his unspoken howl.

Mo Ning first bowed to Jun Wuxin as a disciple, and then turned to the wriggling figure on the ground: "Mo Shuming, retribution is not good."

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he directly pulled Mo Shuming's hair and lifted him up: "Does your Sangong medicine feel good after using it?"

Mo Shu's bright eyes instantly ignited anger, and he wanted to resist, but he was shocked to find that the spiritual power in his body was dissipating at an incalculable speed, but within a breath, the spiritual power that had been cultivated for thousands of years was gone.

"Ahhhhhh!!! How dare you, how dare you treat me like this!!!"

The blow of exhaustion is too great, how can Mo Shuming, who has always been the pride of heaven, accept it?Immediately struggling with hands and feet: "Let go of me! Let go of me!! I am the owner of the house! I am the owner of the Golden Terrace!!!"

Mo Ning looked disgusted, but still grabbed him with one hand, and said disdainfully: "Patriarch? You might as well ask these people who have been eavesdropping, who in their hearts think you are the Patriarch?"

"Then I'm also the head of the family!! I can't die, I can't die!" Mo Shuming squeezed his eyes, and tears flowed down with the dust on his face, "Nephew, you can't kill me! Please!" , don’t kill me, don’t kill me...don’t kill me!!!”

Mo Ning sneered: "Now I know I'm afraid? Then let me ask you, did Brother Ling cry and beg you for mercy? Did those innocent children and women raped and killed by you beg you for mercy?! Why didn't you give them a piece of paper?" Life???"

"Who told them to be beautiful!" Mo Shuming said madly, "I am the future Patriarch! It is their honor to die in my hands!!"

"I don't know how to repent, it's outrageous!!!"

Mo Ning was short-tempered, and his strike was like lightning. His left hand directly pierced the back of his heart with sword energy, and in the blink of an eye, he knocked off the Patriarch's order bound to Mo Shuming's heart!

Jun Wuxin, who watched the whole process, was still smiling, and his expression didn't change at all from the beginning to the end.Even though he was in chaos, he seemed to be independent from the outside world, not contaminated by any mundane dust.

Seeing Mo Ning throwing Mo Shuming on the ground like throwing trash, he finally nodded and said with a smile: "It seems that little Aning is going to stay on the Golden Terrace."

Mo Ning took the patriarch's order back into his hand, then nodded slightly to Jun Wuxin: "Thank you, master, for coming today."

"Eh--"

Jun Wuxin waved his hand: "What's the point of raising your hand?"

He paused, then smiled and said: "But when Hanhan comes back, you have to explain it to him yourself."

Mo Ning was startled, his eyes drooped: "Yes."

The slender eyelashes blocked the light and cast mottled shadows in the depths of Mo Yu, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

The moment he saw Jun Wuxin appear, Shen Zhihan's mood could almost be described as a combination of sorrow and joy.

He tried his best to use Qionghua to prop up his scarred body, and was about to speak when he saw Wo Xue's sword energy erupted suddenly, and it seemed that a gun exploded in a distance of more than ten feet, even Shen Zhihan felt his eyes blur.

When he came back to his senses, he was woken up by a cold wind full of strong demon energy.

In Jun Wuxin's bosom, there is an extremely light and ethereal plum fragrance. Shen Zhihan remembered that before his master became the head teacher of Wuwei Sect, he had been living in Zuowang Peak.The fragrance of white plum blossoms on Zuowang Peak is overflowing, and Jun Wuxin sat in Wangfeng for too long, so the whole body will be stained.

Shen Zhihan subconsciously took a deep breath, and then looked at Jun Wuxin's profile.

Blood was splashed on the porcelain-like clean and delicate cheeks at some point, and there were several tiny bloodstains on them.The white hair, which was three points more holy than snow, was crooked due to the constant fighting, and the silver strands were messy, which made him feel distressed for a while.

In Shen Zhihan's memory, Jun Wuxinhe should be a piece of clean and misty soft clouds, a touch of cold and clear moonlight, a fairy who left the world, and shouldn't fall into this abyss without even light.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Master... Fellow Daoist Shuyue, have you been beaten down too?"

Jun Wuxin was startled when he heard the words, and then shook his head and laughed: "...I am not as unlucky as you, Qingyun."

Shen Zhihan choked, obviously there was a smile in the other party's voice, but for some reason, he subconsciously felt that Jun Wuxin was not very happy.Immediately, I felt guilty for no reason, and subconsciously asked in a low voice: "Fellow Shuyue... What's wrong with you?"

Jun Wuxin paused, but pursed his lips and shook his head, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing."

He glanced at the few monsters who were still chasing after him tirelessly, and then he turned his head and said, "It's just that Qingyun is always so unlucky and puts himself in a dangerous situation, and he feels a little anxious."

Shen Zhihan pinched his earlobe: "Actually, it's not very unlucky..."

Jun Wuxin tightened his arms around his waist, and the former heard a helpless sigh: "Before going down to Tianyuan, I sent a letter to Master, and he must be here soon, and Master will take us out by then... "

Jun Wuxin spoke quickly, but the words were straight, Shen Zhihan heard clearly, but shook his head decisively: "No, I can't go out yet."

Jun Wuxin finally frowned: "Why?"

Shen Zhihan was a little hesitant: "When I fell, I also got involved with a young man. He...he is not in good health. I can't leave him alone in this kind of place, so I have to find him."

He said seriously: "This is Qingyun's own business. I can't drag Fellow Daoist Shuyue into danger with me. I also ask Fellow Daoist to leave with Xuanyu Xianzun later..."

Jun Wuxin's arms tightened again, directly strangling Shen Zhihan so that he gasped.The latter looked over suspiciously, and saw him say with a half smile but not a smile: "Speaking of getting involved... After careful calculation, in fact, Shuyue was also affected by Qing Yun, so she fell into this abyss. Just in case I am in danger, I also need to trouble Qing Yun to take care of you."

Shen Zhihan: "..."

His lips moved, and before he could speak, Jun Wuxin's eyes lit up: "There is a way!"

With the inspiration of Qionghua and Wo Xue, the two easily found the fork in the road ahead.One is wide and easy to walk, and the other is so narrow that only one person can barely pass through.

Jun Wuxin didn't stop walking, and immediately led Shen Zhihan into the path without hesitation.

The path was extremely cramped, he had no choice but to loosen Shen Zhihan's arm, dragged him along for a long distance, and then stopped.

The loud sound of a giant beast hitting the mountain wall came from the entrance of the path behind them, and the two finally got a rest.Shen Zhihan panted slightly, the wound on his body finally started to hurt.

Jun Wuxin, who had been observing him carefully, reached into his sleeve and took out a pill: "Eat this, you will feel better."

Shen Zhihan was not hypocritical, he reached out to take it and swallowed it directly.It wasn't until the cool spiritual flow fainted from his body that he seemed to remember something, and turned to Jun Wuxin: "The Fallen God Abyss is so big, I don't know how Fellow Daoist Shuyue found me?"

But Jun Wuxin coughed lightly: "I have my own way..."

He paused, then took Shen Zhihan's hand again and walked forward: "We can't turn back now, we can only take one step at a time."

There are no calluses on Shen Zhihan's hands, like a rich man who only needs to add fragrance to paint, and he doesn't look like his sword-wielding hands at all.

But Jun Wuxin's hands were different, the two of them held each other like this, and Shen Zhihan could clearly feel the thin calluses on his palms from between the cracked gloves, which was caused by holding the sword all the year round.

As expected of a male protagonist, all of them are excellent in swordsmanship, and even practice so hard...

Shen Zhihan stared at the back of the other party, but couldn't help thinking about it in his mind.

"I know, Qing Yun didn't tell the truth."

Jun Wuxin's sudden voice pulled him back from his thoughts in an instant, Shen Zhihan's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out a retort: ​​"Impossible."

Jun Wuxin didn't turn around, but gave a low laugh: "I haven't said what it is yet, why is Qing Yun so sure?"

He paused, and before Shen Zhihan could answer, he said again: "Although it's darker in Tianyuan, it doesn't prevent me from seeing the Taoist robe on Qingyun's body."

"Wuwei school uniforms are extremely rare, and the material is special, so there is no such thing as imitation. Moreover, the Dao element in Qingyun can echo with the Dao element in me, which must be the heart method of Wuwei school. But as far as I know, Wuwei Among the disciples of the past dynasties, there is no disciple named Qingyun named Shen."

Shen Zhihan felt guilty for a while when he heard it, and the palms he held with Jun Wuxin began to sweat, but the other party's hand was tight: "It's not in the past, nor in the present——Qing Yun actually comes from the future, right? "

He was finally overwhelmed by Jun Wuxin's brain and IQ, but he still didn't admit it readily, and only mumbled in a low voice: "It's just a dream in the garden, don't ask."

Jun Wuxin was silent: "Actually..."

The words have not yet been exported, but the exit of the path has arrived.Seeing that the other party had lost his voice before he could speak, Shen Zhihan felt strange, and immediately stepped forward two steps and followed Jun Wuxin out of the path.

But in the aura of Wo Xue, a thin young man in black clothes was facing away from the two of them, crouching beside a group of dark monster corpses, biting something.

Shen Zhihan recognized that he was wearing the Wuwei Sect disciple uniform that he had given him.Apparently Jun Wuxin also recognized him, but he just glanced at him and didn't say anything.

"Compassion..."

There was nothing in Shen Zhihan's eyes, only the skinny boy remained.

Obviously he has not recovered his sanity, otherwise he would never be able to eat these monster corpses. Shen Zhihan looked at him and felt that his whole heart was in a ball.

——It's all because of me...

He couldn't help thinking like this, but he kept his footsteps as light as possible, and approached Feng Minzhi step by step.

—No matter what, save him and take him away!

Shen Zhihan suppressed the pain in his heart, and opened his mouth softly: "Compassion?"

The boy's body paused, but he didn't look back.

Seeing that the other party responded to his call, Shen Zhihan was overjoyed, and immediately quickened his pace a lot: "Pity!"

"Be careful!!!"

Jun Wuxin's exclamation suddenly sounded, and Shen Zhihan only felt a huge force coming from behind him, and he was immediately pulled back ten feet away.But where he was standing just now, a huge devil's claw fell down.

Shen Zhihan's feet were unstable, and he fell directly on the cold and hard ground.

There was a sound of a sword in his ear, and the light of Wo Xue's sword flashed in front of his eyes, blocking the monster's other claw for him.

Jun Wuxin pulled him back, and then blocked his entire body in front of him.

There was another loud roar, and Shen Zhihan let out his consciousness, but his heart became cold.

The place where the two of them came out was equivalent to a trap, ambush at least five Void Demons in the Tribulation Period, Shen Zhihan raised Qionghua in his hand, and stood back to back with Jun Wuxin to watch out for the surrounding movement.

Suddenly, the monster that attacked first roared again, and the other four attacked immediately!

How should two people who are at the end of their strength deal with the dead situation?

Jun Wuxin didn't know, but he only knew in his heart that Shen Zhihan couldn't die.

He raised his left hand, and quickly wiped the sword on the crouching snow.

Opening the front with blood, the long sword hummed immediately, but Jun Wuxin seemed to have entered a mysterious state, and Shen Zhihan was already bleeding from his mouth after receiving a move, and his breath was sluggish.

Golden waves suddenly appeared in Lingling's moon-like eyes, he immediately turned around and held Shen Zhihan in his arms, holding the sword with one hand, and directly cut off the five giant claws attacking at once!

The splattered demonic blood splashed on his body, corroding the already messy and tattered robes into small holes of various sizes.

But Shen Zhihan who was pulled into his arms constricted his pupils when he saw the scene behind Jun Wuxin, and immediately struggled out of his arms.

After swinging a sword beyond his ability, Jun Wuxin had exhausted all his strength, but Shen Zhihan broke away extremely easily.He was startled, and saw that the other party pushed him back!

Everything happened in a blink of an eye, Jun Wuxin staggered forward, turned around immediately, and saw Shen Zhihan spread his arms, protecting himself behind him like a bird.

And in front of him stood a thin young man with emerald green animal eyes.

The young man has cold brows and eyes, his face is cold and pale, his lips are full of red and black blood left over from eating monsters, he looks extremely terrifying, but what scares Jun Wuxin the most is that his right hand is stretching out diagonally upwards, From the wrist to the outside, the whole hand was buried in Shen Zhihan's chest!

"Qing Yun!!!"

Jun Wuxin was stunned for a moment, and immediately stabbed at the young man decisively, but the tip of Lyu Xue's sword was tightly grasped by a slender and delicate hand like white jade, and the blood immediately dripped down the blade on the ground, making a heart-rending sound. trembling sound.

"Don't...don't hurt him." Shen Zhihan was in so much pain that he could barely speak, but his right hand was still tightly gripping the tip of the Lying Snow Sword as if he didn't know the pain.

Jun Wuxin panicked all of a sudden, and hurriedly said: "Okay! Let go first! Let go quickly!!!"

Shen Zhihan's hand finally loosened slowly, and Jun Wuxin was about to rescue him from the boy's grasp, when the roar of the Void Demon came from behind him again.

The sense of crisis made him immediately turn around to block, but at this time he was also seriously injured, and the most direct result of trying his best to receive the angry and powerful attacks of the five monsters was a mouthful of blood and a crisp sound of breaking.

Jun Wuxin knew that Shen Zhihan was behind him, so he couldn't take a step back!

Therefore, even though he was beaten like this, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, without moving an inch.

But Wo Xue broke at the waist, and the tip of the sword that was shining with silver light was sent flying. It circled several times in slow motion in the air, and then sank into the cold and hard ground with a "squeaky" sound.

At the same time, a trace of gold suddenly appeared in Feng Bumin's emerald green eyes.

There was a trace of bewilderment on the young man's pale face, followed by struggle, pain, and disbelief. He looked at Shen Zhihan's face, and immediately pulled out his right hand that was buried in him!

Blood splashed out, splashed onto his pale face and thin lips, and was instantly rolled down by tears flowing sideways from his cheeks.

Shen Zhihan was so painful that the blue veins on his forehead twitched non-stop, but he still tried his best to show the kindest smile to Feng Minzhi, and said very slowly and lightly: "Minzhi... let's go..."

"what!!!"

Feng Minzhi cried bitterly and hugged his head, but Shen Zhihan couldn't stand anymore and fell on Jun Wuxin's back.

The moment the two of them touched each other, a light white mist instantly left Shen Zhihan's body and entered Jun Wuxin's body.

The latter was exhausted and was almost crushed by him, but he turned around decisively and took him into his arms.

Pain and soreness suddenly rolled up in his chest, but Jun Wuxin didn't care to think about it, and said anxiously: "Qingyun! Master is coming soon, master is coming! Be sure to hold on!!!"

Shen Zhihan coughed violently, but his voice was like a dilapidated bellows, with a thick noise: "Don't... hurt... him..."

"Okay, I promise you!" Jun Wuxin's face was also frighteningly pale, "Stop talking! When Master comes over, he must have a way to save you!!!"

However, at the moment when the two were talking, five monsters surrounded them again.

Jun Wuxin held Shen Zhihan tightly in his arms, and was about to use his body to defend him against the attack, when the young man who had been crying bitterly roared suddenly, then turned and ran into the darkness.

Strangely, the moment Feng Minzhi roared out, the five monsters stopped immediately and ran away with the boy!

Jun Wuxin didn't have time to think about it, and immediately took out all the elixir he could think of from his sleeve, and wanted to feed Shen Zhihan, but the other party grabbed his wrist: "Help me... protect... well... stay for a long time... "

The former looked at the other party's hard white fingertips with heartache, and nodded immediately: "Okay! You can say whatever you want!"

Shen Zhihan's chest hurt more and more, and he could hardly make a sound.There was a light peeling feeling from the body, as if being pulled by something.

It was getting darker and darker in front of his eyes, but his hands were getting weaker and weaker. Jun Wuxin had already poured a bottle of elixir on the bloody hole in his chest, his hands were shaking with anxiety, but Shen Zhihan suddenly laughed and raised his hand Touched Jun Wuxin's cheek.

"Master... respect, Lishui... city... then..."

The last word was still left unsaid.

Shen Zhihan only felt that his eyes went dark, and he was caught in an extremely fierce storm.

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The copy is over! ! !

It's finally time to start deciphering!so excited! ! !

ps. Lishui City is the place where Master picked up four-year-old Xiao Hanhan!

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