[Yang Jian] Rebels always want to commit the following crimes!

Wen Zhong supported her slender shoulders, and said displeasedly: "What are you doing there?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he remembered Duobao's words he had promised, and instantly changed his tone, a little softer, and said, "I'll accompany you."

Jin Ling shook his head lightly, his eyes looked a bit tired, he closed his eyes, calmed down, and said, "I'll ask that one from Qilin Cliff to save your junior brother."

Wen Zhong was startled, the fingers holding Jin Ling's shoulder turned white, and then looked at her with anger: "Are you going to ask Yuanshi Tianzun?!"

"I won't let you go!"

Although Wen Zhong didn't know what happened in the past, he was able to imagine what happened in the past based on the hesitancy of several masters when they mentioned Yuanshi Tianzun!

Yuanshi Tianzun is the past that Jin Ling least wants to mention, the most unbearable past. If possible, Wen Zhong would like to crush him to ashes.

Things that hurt his master should not survive in this world.

Wen Zhong's shoulders trembled slightly, his voice was hoarse than that of Jin Ling who had just recovered from a serious injury. He looked at Jin Ling and said word by word: "Master, I will go for you."

"He wants me."

Jin Ling raised his head and looked at the clouds and mists covering Penglai Island.

The cloud and mist were set up by the leader of Tongtian to guard against the visits of interested people. Others have never been able to know what happened on Penglai Island.

As for who the caring person is, no one has ever mentioned it.

Maybe it's the way of heaven, or maybe it's a saint next to him.

"It's useless for you to go."

With a wave of his finger, Jin Ling changed his clothes.

She seldom wears this kind of dress with arrow sleeves with a collar and waist. Now, as Yuanshi Tianzun said, men are not men, women are not women. After thinking about it for a long time, it is better to wear this kind of clothes.

Without the curves of a woman, nor the tall and thin body of a man, wearing this kind of clothes seems to be the best choice.

There are dark lines on the sleeves, which are auspicious clouds embroidered with gold thread, reflecting a faint golden light under the sunlight.

Jin Ling went out and walked towards the room where Yang Jian was parked.

Wen Zhong stood at the door, his fingers slowly clenched into fists.

He didn't know what kind of feeling he was feeling in his heart now, as if his heart had been soaked in salt water, it was bitter and astringent, and it was raw and painful.

He didn't know what happened to Jin Ling and Yang Jian during his absence. The only thing he knew was that his master, his Jin Ling, was willing to take the initiative to find Yuanshi Tianzun for the sake of a new disciple. .

Wen Zhong's eyes were dim, and before Jin Ling was about to enter the house, he stopped her: "Master."

Jin Ling turned around.

The sun was just right, hitting her obliquely, and there was a thrilling beauty on her indistinguishable face.

Wen Zhong said hoarsely: "If today, the person lying in Xuanjing's coffin is me."

Wen Zhong raised his head, stared into Jin Ling's eyes, and asked, "Master will do the same?"

The breeze blew Jin Ling's clothes, and the dark golden waist made her thinner and thinner. She looked at Wen Zhong and said lightly: "Yes."

Wen Zhong's heartbeat stopped for a moment, and then sped up again.

He hoped for such an answer from Jin Ling, but he didn't want such an answer.

In the final analysis, what he wants is that Jin Ling treats him differently.

But until now, Jin Ling has never given him what he wanted.

White hair fluttered on the red clothes, Wen Zhong turned and went back to the room.

There will be a day when Jin Ling will only have him in his eyes and in his heart.

Seeing Jin Ling coming in, Yu Yuan stood up, rubbed his eyes, and bowed to her: "Master, why are you here?"

"How is your injury?"

"No problem."

Jin Ling patted him on the shoulder and walked to Xuanjing's coffin.

There was a slight chill in Xuanjing's coffin, lingering around Yang Jian.

Yang Jian lay in it, as peaceful as if he had fallen asleep.

Jin Ling took a look, then looked away, and said to Yu Yuan, "Take good care of your junior brother's physical body."

Yu Yuan nodded heavily: "I know."

Yu Yuan had a good impression of Yang Jian as a junior.

After all, Yang Jian untied the knot between him and Jin Ling for many years, and he was very grateful.

After watching Yang Jian, Jin Ling left on a cloud.

Qilin Cliff, Yuxu Palace, and Yuanshi Tianzun made a move on the chessboard.

Lao Tzu sitting in front of him was drowsy, following Yuanshi Tianzun indiscriminately.

Familiar yet unfamiliar aura came from far to near, I yawned and said casually: "Turn back and be right."

Yuanshi Tianzun stared at the chessboard, and said in a cold voice, "I am An."

Lao Tzu sighed, shook his head and remained silent.

Yuanshi Tianzun's chess skills have always been good, Lao Tzu has never been his opponent, and today is the case, Lao Tzu's white piece was eaten by Yuanshi Tianzun's black piece, and only one remained. I waved the whisk and said, "It's up to you."

Lao Tzu got up and was about to leave when he caught a glimpse of a gorgeous crabapple opening at the window out of the corner of his eye.

Begonias are delicate and beautiful, and the petals are full of dew, just like a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Lao Tzu said: "This flower, let's go."

Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't deny it, Lao Tzu didn't say any more, the wide Taoist robe swept across the ground and disappeared at the door.

On the Qilin Cliff, the golden spirit came lightly.

Yuanshi Tianzun played chess with himself, the chessboard mountain, black and white two entangled with each other.

When Jin Ling entered the room, Yuanshi Tianzun didn't raise his head, and uttered a syllable briefly: "Sit."

Jin Ling sat down, and Yuanshi Tianzun rubbed the chess pieces with his fingers. The chess pieces were cold to the touch, but very smooth.

Yuanshi Tianzun asked: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Jin Ling said indifferently: "I know."

"Our grievances should be settled."

Yuanshi Tianzun sneered: "Grudges?"

"Why don't I remember, what grievances do I have with you?"

Jin Ling lowered his brows and eyes, and said indifferently: "Then it's not."

Yuanshi Tianzun slammed the chess piece on the chessboard, and the chess pieces shook and rolled to the ground.

The voice is as beautiful as broken jade.

Yuanshi Tianzun raised his head, his fingers were as fast as lightning, strangled Jin Ling's slender neck, and said coldly: "Go back to Qilin Cliff."

"I spare you from dying."

Using force with his fingers, the golden spirit in front of him has turned into a cloud of mist, and when the strong wind hits behind him, Yuanshi Tianzun dodges.

But in just a few breaths, the two have fought for dozens of rounds, Jin Ling is like a slippery fish, he wants to catch it, but he can't catch it no matter what.

Another round, Jin Ling stood in front of him, the broken hair on his forehead fluttered without any wind, and said coldly: "It's late."

Yuanshi Tianzun is arrogant and conceited, and hates betrayal the most in his life. He tolerated her apostasy and returned to Yuxu Palace, which was the biggest concession he could make.

But she didn't want this concession at all.

Yuanshi Tianzun accepted the move and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Think of your apprentice's life."

Jin Ling's movements were frozen in the air.

In the far west, among the ten thousand acres of lotus leaves, lotus flowers bloom together.

Zhunti and the leading Taoist bowed to the lotus and said, "Teacher, life is boundless."

The majestic voice of Tiandao sounded: "Oh, Haotian is nothing more than that."

There is a faint golden light in the lotus heart, and the golden light lingers around Zhunti and Jieyin.

Zhunti's body froze, his face suddenly defeated, and sweat dripped from his forehead.

"The sage took away the primordial spirit that blessed the disciple..."

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A saint who hides his face:

Tiandao Haotian is hurting both sides

What use are you two for?