I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

But—would Wen Yan be shaken by this?

He's already half-devil.

"Master, she talks a lot." Wen Yan controlled the string and pulled the arrow, aiming at her right hand which was forming seals, "I don't like to listen."

Gu Jianhan breathed a sigh of relief without any trace, and said softly: "You hit the shot this time, and I will give you a reward as a teacher."

"But I can hit it every time. Master, why don't you just say that you want to reward me. I won't be too proud."

At the moment when the seal was about to form, the cinnabar red spirit arrow pierced through the air with a hiss and went away through the wind. Liu Zhiming sneered and dodged calmly, but the sharp arrow pierced through his palm fiercely.

Predicted by this lowly trash, Liu Zhiming's face turns blue and turns pale.Youxiang Shili was gradually slackening, she quickly gave up this technique and shook her hand fiercely, the purple-black blood splashed and turned into huge black centipedes on the ground, twisting her body and crawling towards Gu Jianhan and Wen Yan.

"Go to hell! Go to hell!!!"

Before he finished speaking, a thin layer of frost spread around Gu Jianhan's feet, bypassing Wen Yan, forming an extremely cold defensive circle.

In fact, he is not good at defense, but it is enough to deal with Liu Zhiming.Liu Zhiming is well-known in both the world of righteousness and demons, and she is also a cultivator who focuses on attacking but not good at defending, but her era is finally over.

After all, Dong Zhixue hadn't even beaten Dong Zhixue back then.

In the world of comprehension, men and women are not judged as superior or inferior, and the strong are extremely admired, and the winner is the king.When Liu Zhiming was the leader of the Righteous Way, Dong Zhixue defeated him with a poisonous fragrance and changed the black calendar to the white calendar. Since then, Liu Zhiming's glory has ceased to exist.

As for Gu Jianhan, the once-in-a-thousand-year genius widely rumored in the Three Realms, that's not empty talk.

Gu Jianhan was only born a few hundred years later, otherwise there would not be a white calendar, let alone a black calendar in this cultivation world.

What is so arrogant about Liu Zhiming?

Wen Yan couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking and continued to focus on shooting arrows.His hundred-step piercing Yang skills and Gu Jianhan's powerful spiritual arrows complement each other, coupled with the blessing of the heavenly-ranked flying phoenix and phoenix bow, as a quasi-Gold Core monk, he actually forced Liu Zhiming, who was once at the peak of Transcending Tribulation, to retreat one step at a time. .

Gu Jianhan raised his hand and wiped the sweat off Wen Yan's forehead with his sleeve, and praised without hesitation: "Well done."

Wen Yan remained motionless, and when the three arrows were fired at the same time, the muscle lines of his arms were obvious, and his lips were pursed into a straight line.It doesn't seem to be shaken, but only he knows that if there is a tail behind him, he may be so happy that he will almost die at this moment.

Can not live up to Gu Jianhan's expectations, this belief supports his sore arms, he has broken through his limit today.

Excessively high intensity - never resting for a moment from the beginning to the present, the hit rate of the arrows without fail - even if the magic fog is thick in front of Liu Zhiming, most of the spiritual arrows are eroded by the magic fog.

But he pulled more and more forcefully with each arrow, and when he released it, the sound of piercing through the air was like a roaring thunder. The reason for not being able to keep up with Gu Jianhan and Wen Yan.

Can't give her time to recuperate.

"Okay, let's leave it to the teacher."

Gu Jianhan saw that his arm was under too much tension, worried that his muscles and bones would be damaged, so he reached out and grabbed the sharp arrow.

Wen Yan was puzzled: "I can continue—"

"Don't you listen to your teacher?"

Wen Yan looked at Gu Jianhan's unsightly expression, and resentfully retracted his bow and took half a step back.

"Just talk, don't kill me."

Gu Jianhan didn't know where he was attacking him.

He didn't realize that his expression was cold, he had always been like this since he was a child, and no one had ever told him that it was murderous.

"Master, concentrate." Wen Yan held his face and straightened his head, "Don't look at me, look at the monster!"

It was impossible for him to retreat from the front line of the war, but he still chose to follow his master's instructions, shook his sore arm, and prepared to check on Xianglan's situation.

He can't go to Xianglan's side, Liu Zhiming now hates him to the bone, even when fighting against Gu Jianhan, he never forgets to throw the magic blade on the barrier, if he passes by, there is a high probability that Xianglan will be exposed soon.

Her flower vines are still spreading on Liu Zhiming's side, if Liu Zhiming finds out about her disguise and betrayal, the flower vines will definitely not be able to keep.It was Pandan's arm.

At this moment, Chuan Ting and Yue faced each other, and the atmosphere on both sides was very dignified. Liu Zhiming was wounded and fought Gu Jianhan in close combat. It has become an existence that can absolutely suppress the cultivators in the Transcending Tribulation Period.

With such terrifying strength, it's no wonder Mo Wuya hated him so much, and even restrained him with impatience.

But... No matter how lucky you are, it's just a dog, how dare you make a noise here?

"Gu Jianhan! You hurt me, so I must tell Wu Ya that you want to look good! You want to gain a foothold in the magic palace, it's just a daydream!"

She lost her composure and dodged Gu Jianhan's murderous sword edge, and Gu Jianhan really paused for this.

Just when Liu Zhiming thought he was afraid, he leaned over Liu Zhiming's ear, his voice was cold, his tone was strange, and he said inexplicably: "Then you must not break your promise."

Before the words were finished, Du Shuang's sword pierced Liu Zhiming's heart without any warning, and the purple-black demonic blood flowed out, and fell on the ground to become a piece of heaven-level mysterious seven-tailed centipede.

It was Liu Zhiming's natal spirit beast, and it was also a vicious and vicious creature that was famous in the Three Realms back then. It also caused dissatisfaction and criticism from various factions of the righteous way. No matter how much she kills innocent people everywhere, no one can restrain her.

At the same time, Xianglan finally took out the square carved sandalwood mirror from the center of the Flower God Valley, which is the body of the "Flower in the Mirror".

It is clearly a heaven-level spiritual weapon, but there is no spiritual power fluctuation at all on it, and there is a simple and simple atmosphere from top to bottom, like an ordinary thing left over from ancient times.

Xianglan carefully held the mirror to the side of Gu Jianhan's defensive barrier, and at the same time sent a look to Wen Yan and Meng Zhao, which meant to reassure them, and also had a little quiet pride.

Meng Zhao gave her a thumbs up very cooperatively, but Wen Yan was not in the mood to close the traces of the flower in the mirror at the moment. He watched the group of disgusting poisonous insects surround his master layer by layer, and he was not afraid of the true fire of samadhi at all. Roasted, and crawled towards his master's slender legs.

Wen Yan suddenly remembered the tragic situation in the original book, Gu Jianhan's legs were crushed in Qianji Pavilion.

That time, it was for Mozun Mo Wuya to ward off a disaster, his leg bones were all crushed, and his blood was all over the ground, while Mo Wuya, who was pushed away by him desperately, was intact, admiring Gu Jianhan's painful appearance , I feel very accomplished.

When he finally showed mercy and rescued Gu Jianhan, Gu Jianhan's legs had already lost feeling, because this passage was too painful, Wen Yan can still recall every word in the original book.

"Gu Jianhan hurriedly raised his head and stared at Mozun, hoping to find even a trace of unbearable or distressed affection from his eyes.

When he rushed forward with the belief that he would pay for it with his life, he never thought that the person he loved so much would show such an expression.

The genius cultivator who controlled the sword like the wind lost his perfect legs forever. No matter how advanced the healing technique was, the broken tendons and bones could not be restored.

He will bury himself in the lonely and cold winter dragging his sickly stumped limbs that will be scrapped intermittently.”

At a certain moment, Wen Yan forgot his heartbeat, and also forgot to breathe.He looked at the disgusting purple-black centipede on the ground, his canthus cracked.

"Don't bite his leg..."

Gu Jianhan blocked with his sword, and when Du Shuang stabbed the seven-tailed centipede, he was decisive and ruthless, almost one in the blink of an eye, one in the blink of an eye, but more and more centipedes fell from Liu Zhiming's heart, they were too close , Gu Jianhan was trapped and couldn't get out, so some centipedes even fell directly on his legs, piercing his pale flesh fiercely through his not-so-thick clothes.

Liu Zhiming laughed wildly while spitting blood: "How is it? Does the poison of the seven-tailed centipede feel good? But if you can't even stand this poison, how can you climb Wu Ya's bed? He played with poison all night, but he can't bear it." Many people will die!"

Gu Jianhan didn't talk nonsense with her, this kind of poison was nothing to him, but there was one thing that was extremely bad——

It happened at such a time that his calf twitched slightly, which was a sign of loss of feeling in his legs.

Bisheng is at this critical juncture.

It will be troublesome if she gets the upper hand, Ayan is still behind, neither Xianglan nor Baizang are her opponents.

Gu Jianhan pulled Du Shuang out of the body of the pierced seven-tailed centipede, and the purple-black blood flowed all over the ground, and the smell was unbearable.

His eyes were filled with blood, the ends of his hair were turning abnormally white, and his pink fingernails were slowly turning dark black.

he must—

"Don't touch him! Don't touch him!" Wen Yan suddenly yelled hoarsely in the defensive barrier, holding the bow in his hand, and the arrow pointing directly at Liu Zhiming's head, "Recall those things!"

Liu Zhiming giggled, cut onions and catkins half covered his red lips, and said cruelly to Wen Yan: "These cute little guys won't listen to me, let them taste the taste of the first master of the righteous way, eat it!" I'll come back when I'm full."

"Do you really think that a piece of trash like you can shoot me?" Liu Zhiming looked at his hollow heart, his eyes suddenly became dark and fierce, "I will let you see, How did your beloved master be buried in the belly of the centipede? He is usually high and high, but now the opportunity has come, and you have the opportunity to appreciate his remains, aren't you very excited?"

"Xing-excited-you-mom-"

Wen Yan's back molars were about to be crushed. He aimed at Liu Zhiming's brows with one eye, but couldn't help but look at Gu Jianhan distractedly. The ends of his hair were all white, and his legs were obviously hairy. Trembling, she turned her back to him to prevent him from seeing her appearance.

Those highly poisonous centipedes crawled up his legs, blood staining his clothes red.Wen Yan stared blankly, his first reaction was not fear, but pain.

His eyes suddenly turned red, and the arrow trembled when it shot out. As expected, it deviated from the original track. His spiritual power didn't work, and Liu Zhiming could block it by raising his hand. There are a few scratch marks.

He is really useless.

Gu Jianhan was halfway through transforming the demon, when he heard a sound coming from behind him, he turned his head and saw that it was his beloved apprentice who ran out of the defensive barrier in a daze.

Gu Jianhan frowned tightly, and was about to yell at him, but Yan had rushed over and knelt at his feet before he heard anything, and tore those poisonous seven-tailed centipedes off his trouser legs with his bare hands. He trembled his hands and dared not move the centipedes that had already penetrated into Gu Jianhan's flesh, but he ruthlessly tore off the other centipedes and smashed them to death with his fists.

That is a heavenly monster.

He is so afraid of pain.

"Wen Yan, get the hell out of here!!"

Normally, if Wen Yan met Gu Jianhan so angry, he would have been obedient with his tail between his legs, but now his eyes were slightly slackened, and there was a loud roar in his ears, and he couldn't hear what Gu Jianhan was saying for a long time.

He raised his head in a daze, and grinned at Gu Jianhan with a foolish smile. The indescribable sadness in that smile was like a sunflower withering alone in summer.

"Protect……"

The hard and poisonous carapace pierced deeply into the back of his finger, and the hand that was healed by Gu Jianhan's palm was scarred again.At this moment, his eyes were actually redder than those two demon heads. Before he could finish what he wanted to say, he lowered his head and tore off one seven-tailed centipede from his leg without knowing the pain, smashing it desperately, While fluttering, repeating unconsciously——

"Don't bite his leg... don't bite his leg...he has a wound on his leg, it hurts, it hurts..."

However, he is a low-level monk after all.

There were too many centipedes, no matter how hard he smashed them, he couldn't finish them. His hands were already numb from the poison, and no matter how hard he persisted, he couldn't exert much strength.

He looked at the swarm of poisonous creatures, and let out a series of desperate low growls from his throat, similar to the painful long howl of a lone wolf when he was cornered.

He hugged Gu Jianhan's trembling legs, he didn't care about the blood dripping on them, and he didn't care that there were some blood-sucking and flesh-eating things on them, he just hugged him like that, pressed his face tightly against Gu Jianhan's knees, those poisonous things would hurt Gu Jianhan, Had to climb over his dead body first.

Even he himself didn't know why he was able to do this for Gu Jianhan. It was clear that two months were not enough time from the first time we met, and it was even less than a day from the time the relationship was confirmed...not even a day!

When others fall in love, they will abuse their bodies and minds, but if he falls in love, it will be fatal.

Is this the ultimate form of African chiefs?

He still doesn't want to realize it.

Liu Zhiming saw the right moment, sneered, and was about to take one of the two of them as nourishment for the fragrant jade vine, and the other as a tonic after he was seriously injured. The magic power in his hand had not yet condensed, but was cut by Gu Jianhan with a sword Broken left wrist.

He has white hair and red eyes, and his red clothes are like blood, like a Shura who has climbed up from the eighteenth level of hell and demanded his life.

"Liu Zhiming—you are courting death."