The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

"You don't know how powerful the Huaiyan sect is until I teach you a lesson!" The boy in white barely avoided the stool, turned his head, gritted his teeth and said, he jumped onto the table, swept his left leg, and smashed the whole table to pieces in an instant .

At the beginning of their fight, all the people in the store had already run away. Now when they heard the noise, the boss poked his head out from the outside and looked at the leftovers on the floor, bearded and staring, feeling very distressed.

He made a tactic with his right hand and muttered something, a golden light instantly surrounded him.

"It's just a god in Tianyin's costume." Bai Lin laughed angrily, and with a simple wave of his right hand, the golden light instantly disappeared, and the boy in white stood there dumbfounded, unable to react.

"You! How did you know that this is Tian Yin Jue!"

"Entry-level spells are a treasure thanks to you." Bai Lin sneered, "I'm not good at martial arts, and I'm not good at spells either. May I ask what else do you have?"

"You, you, you." The boy in white blushed instantly.

"That's enough." A masculine male voice came, and the smile on Bai Lin's face disappeared instantly after seeing who was coming.

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"Xiaobai, do you have any problems with that head?" Wu Zhu asked while laying the bamboo grass in his arms.

"...No..." Bai Lin's current mood is complicated, it can even be said to be weird. When you are the happiest and most excited, someone suddenly rushes in and takes you down and throws you into a prison. When this person used to really like you, everything becomes magical.

He only remembers one thing, that is, he killed Qiyan with his own hands. This is an indisputable fact, but he doesn't remember why he killed him or how he did it.

That ball of memory is like a cloud of fog, one layer after another is peeled off, and one layer after another is peeled off, and the edge can never be touched.

[Ding—Mission: Finding the truth has been triggered, the current mission progress: 0%. 】

[Ding—Mission: Finding the Primordial Spirit of Qiyan has been triggered, and the current mission progress: 0%. 】

Bai Lin's mood was complicated, and Zhang Rui's was not much better.

He had been patrolling the city with his cronies, and when he heard that the disciples in the restaurant were making trouble and being slapped in the face in public, he originally didn't want to talk to them. What he hated the most were those who bullied people based on their background. go back.

But in the next second, he heard that the man not only slapped his face, but even broke his Tian Yinjue. This moment made Zhang Rui sober up a lot. You must know that there are very few immortals now, and real immortals don't care about human affairs. , Anyone who knows an entry-level fairy art is enough to run amok among people.

"Maybe it's a reclusive expert." Zhang Rui said so, but when he came to the restaurant and saw that person with his own eyes, an atmosphere of inexplicable sadness and anger emerged quietly.

That face is something that I will never forget in my life, it is a face that I love and hate at the same time.

At that time, he couldn't make up his mind to kill him. When he finally dared to go back to find someone, he found that he had disappeared. He had been searching for several years without any news.

Zhangrui thought he was dead, maybe he was hiding and didn't want to see people again, who would have thought that he would meet him here, he was still so good-looking, and his arrogant and domineering look when he smiled made him dream back to thousands of years ago in an instant. When that man was the most favored junior of Yu Shan Sect.

But everything has changed, and they can never go back.