Wearing this fake cultivator master and apprentice

"This place is not far from Xuan, and monsters will appear anytime. Under such circumstances, can you relax your guard?"

This situation is really bad, giving people the illusion that they are not in danger all the time.

Su Changyi folded his arms around his chest, and turned sideways sullenly.

In the evening of the setting sun, the dim light shines on the flowing silver-white hair, while her focused gaze falls on the distance.

Ping Lan really makes people hate iron but steel. While recalling the road map, Su Changyi slanders at night. Ping Lan is simply a useless idiot with big breasts and no brains, yet she has to help him do things. .

Really? It's time and fate.

The scolding made Ping Lan choke, and after a while she murmured, "At least for now? We? Are safe and sound."

Su Changyi looked back at him with a smile, looked at the other person, narrowed his peach blossom eyes in an unclear manner, and said with a joking smile: "Then you'd better pray for us? The rest of the itinerary will be like this, otherwise I can't guarantee that you can do it." Walk into the city of killing gods smoothly and safely."

Ping Lan: "..."

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At [-]:[-] p.m. the next day, a few figures appeared at some unknown time on a broken glacier facing south of the ice sheet.It was three or four monks in ragged clothes and disheveled hair who were being chased by a red-hot bone arrow.

"Keng" sound? Crack sound.

The bone arrow passed close to the face of one of them, piercing through the ice layer, and the thick ice layer instantly split into pieces from the place where it was pierced.

The monk stopped in horror, looked back, his face turned pale immediately, and he ran away in a hurry.

The bone arrow was chased from the city of Killing God all the way to the outside of the city. The powerful sound of piercing through the air is like a string that is stretched in the void. It can be split with a light pluck. It seems to be still there even now. ? ear.

"A bunch of trash, kill them quickly?!"

A distraught female voice came from behind, with a characteristic low and smoky voice, the voice echoed in the void.

It was a woman in a flaming red dress. Her figure was graceful and exquisite, her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite and her eyes were picturesque, and her eyes were feminine and murderous.Standing straight on the back of the icy edge that suddenly rose from the ground, he held the Thousand Machine Chasing Cloud Bow in one hand, and pulled out the bone arrow from the quiver at his waist with the other hand.

The stabs moved forward at the speed of a snake, and in front of them, there were a few groups of black magic mist floating in the air, following behind the slave who was about to be caught like a shadow.

Seeing a group of trash chasing trash all the way, Qian Jiabei couldn't help being furious, and said: "You can't even deal with a few old, weak, sick, and disabled, so what's the use?!"

After finishing speaking, she tapped her toes, and she flew into the air. She drew the bow and set the arrow in one go, squinted her eyes, and aimed the arrow at the back of the head of a fleeing monk.

Zheng——

There was another sound of cracking the air. The moment the bone arrow pierced through the void, blue flames shot up from the whole arrow, and hit a fleeing slave directly in the back of the head.

For a moment, the blood mixed with the brain burst, and the whole person was ignited by the flowing fire in an instant.

When the fleeing monk heard the sound of falling to the ground with a bang, his spine felt chills, and he didn't dare to turn his head back to the unknown direction, like birds and beasts scattered.

Qian Jiabeiye squinted his eyes slightly, like a dictatorial high-ranking person, holding the power of life and death in his hands, hunting and killing the lowest slaves in the city of God Killer on the vast ice field.

Ahead? A cloud of black mist has caught up with a monk who suddenly tripped over the ice.

"Ahhhhhhhhh - I'm fighting with you!"

On the verge of extinction, in any case death.

The cultivator went all out, raised his sword in a panic, got up like crazy, and slashed at the black mist with his sword.The sword could cut through the black mist, but the black mist quickly gathered again, engulfing the cultivator with his sword.

In an instant, the entire ice field was filled with screams.

It can be said that Su Changyi and Ping Lan were completely attracted by this terrifying scream.

The third bone arrow shot by Qian Gabeye was cut off by a snow-white sword light when it was about to hit the back of the slave's head, but the lightning-fast arrow still hit the target by virtue of inertia.

"Ah—" There was a scream? Another heavy muffled sound, and the monk seemed to be killed.

Four of the slaves who fell into evil and comprehend ran away, and now? "Help, help, save me, save me..."

In the void, the black magic mist looked like an eagle dog looking for prey, and at the right time, it also changed direction and chased after it.

"Stop," Qian Jiabeiye suddenly raised his hand and said.She manipulated the ice edge spike to turn to the northwest and north, and then stopped, which is the direction where the sword light came from just now.

She looked over and saw two women standing one behind the other on the endless glacier.

A person with a cold and pure temperament like a lotus flower is elegant and noble, but also has a sense of absolute alienation. No matter how you look at it, she is a veritable ice beauty.The other person's face is sour and mean, and his eyes are full of indifference. One can tell at a glance that this person is used to scheming and his thoughts are impure.Even so, these two are still among the best beauties in the world.

Qian Jiabeiye narrowed his eyes meaningfully, and when his eyes fell on Su Changyi, he smiled inscrutablely like a spring with a gleam of teeth.

The last cultivator ran up to Su Changyi out of breath, hurriedly grabbed her arm, and begged, "Help me, save me..."

Su Changyi hated the touch of unknown people deeply, clenched his hands under his long sleeves, and said with unkind eyes, "Let go!"

The air pressure was so cold that it was like ninety-nine days of heavy snow, the monk shivered all over, and hurriedly shook off in fright, "Yes, I'm sorry, please, please help me, please help me," he clasped his hands together, begging helplessly.

Su Changyi took a careful look at this person? Then he raised his eyes to look at the red flame-like beauty standing on the icy ridge in the sky.

Ping Lan showed her body from behind Su Changyi, rubbing her nose in disgust, trying to block the disgusting smell, "Are you a cultivator who was exiled to the realm of evil?"

"Yes, yes, please help Xiangu!" The voice of this person was tearful, as if he was looking back on the unsightly encounter, then raised his head suddenly, and took the two of them as life-saving straws, and quickly explained, "Hunt us? His name is Qiangabeiye, and he is the apprentice of the new capital master!"

"Because you guys ran away, so you hunted down?"

"Hmm! A place like the Evil Fallen Realm isn't for humans at all! Qiangabeiye didn't treat us as human beings, they? They pretended to be born? Noble demons, and only treated us? These monks are regarded as animals that can be played with at will?! There is no human rights in the realm of evil, only life? Death!"

"Hehe, there is a difference between humans and devils, that's what it is. And... I knew this earlier, so why bother?"

"..."

Simply knowing the names of the key people is enough. Ping Lan has no strength to take care of the rest, so she can only rely on Jun Yao.

On the other side, Qian Jiabeiye was still looking at Su Changyi without blinking, his eyes following him like a shadow, his eyes burning.

The scorching heat seemed to be a gentle and considerate flame, burning that exquisite face little by little, and there was an unknown excitement and restraint hidden in the dark pupils, which were both serious and playful.

Su Changyi frowned, pushed away the cultivator standing in front of his eyes, and stepped forward in small steps.

At the same time, Qianga Beiye also seemed to have a tacit understanding to manipulate the ice edge spikes to gradually approach.

In the blink of an eye, Su Changyi's Fengshuang sword flashed, and a beam of sword energy slashed straight at Qian Jiabeiye.

Grinding her teeth, she said sharply, "I hate other people looking at me lewdly!"

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