Daozun and I turned the enemy into gay[Jian San]

Shu Yao lightened up.

A hand carefully passed through his waist and hugged him up.

Shu Yao leaned on Wei Heng's shoulder in the posture of Wei Heng holding him, and fell into his arms.

He tried in vain to wipe away the blood stained in front of his eyes, but later found that his hands seemed to be unable to move, so he gave up this futile attempt, and said:

"I'm actually fine, it's just that I can't see Ren Xuetian's expression a bit pity."

Wei Heng said nothing.

The weight of the person in his arms is not heavy, even reduced to a little light.

Shu Yao was also thin in the past, but with the cold voice and silent shadow of the sword that is invincible, and the name of the wolf envoy who seems to be dressed in noble and luxurious clothes to support him, others will not feel that he is weak, but secretly praise him He has a graceful figure, as if a layer of cloudy light has been cut off and draped over it, which is pleasing to the eye.

Today is different.

His long hair was disheveled, his face was pale, and his whole body was stained with blood. Many scars that were deep enough to see his bones were still oozing blood.

Shockingly fragile.

Make Wei Heng's movements be more careful.

"Greedy wolf, I beg you." Po Jun couldn't help uttering a low voice, "The seriously injured person shut up quietly, can't you be brave?"

"No."

Shu Yao used all her strength to lightly tug on that white sleeve.

The force was very light, like a kitten stretching out the pads hidden in the center of its claws and scratching at the heart of the person hesitantly.

It made Wei Heng leave him without saying goodbye, and the anger of being in danger dissipated a little.

Shu Yao said: "After all, only my mouth can move. You don't let me talk back, don't you want to force me to death sincerely?"

In desperation, Po Jun opened his fan to cover his face, and once again regretted that he had helped Shu Yao 200 years ago when he was a lowly man, and now he would be tormented by him.

Asking Xuetian to calmly watch the three of them finished speaking, Fang smiled and said: "It seems that my Tanlang and Pojunshi are very familiar with Dao Zun."

Qisha stood behind him.

The two of them went up and down, confronting each other invisible.

"Breaking the military."

Qisha spoke.

"You once fought Tanlang for me. At that time, the two of you got along the best. I thought you would turn to Tanlang. But you didn't. You almost had nothing to do with him forever."

His tone was flat, and his expression was also flat, like a routine business, without a single bit of deliberate sensationalism recalling the past:

"I've been remembering this matter until now, you don't have to get involved in today's matter."

It will be regarded as a revelation.

Po Jun knew he was telling the truth.

Seven kills this person, although he is ambitious and has a lot of calculations, he can afford to let it go, so he won't lie to people about this kind of thing.

"No, as I said, I regarded you as a friend at that time."

What are friends?

Po Jun has many friends, old and young, beautiful and ugly, immortal and demonic, good and evil are difficult to distinguish, all kinds of different.

They are all the people he is willing to protect in times of crisis.

"But not now."

As soon as the folding fan was closed in his palm, there was the whistling of the wind through the air, Po Jun's brows were no longer chattering and laughing, and he said word by word: "Devils of crooked ways, everyone punishes them. Seven kills, what you said back then , I will return it to you intact."

Qi Sha didn't know which memory was evoked by his words, and burst out laughing.

He laughed so hard that he almost shed tears. In the current tense situation, with blood stains all over the steps and pieces of flesh, he looked particularly crazy.

One of Weisan's confidantes drew his sword towards him, and one turned his back on the side that drew his sword, and the remaining one still had some problems with his mind——

Let Xuetian's mentality is very good, and he greeted Wei Heng leisurely and said: "Dao Zun came to my magic palace, is it for me to transfer to the Gusha lineage?"

Rao was mentally prepared, let Xuetian admit it, Po Jun's heart sank.

He kind of understood why Shu Yao wanted to ignore and let Xue Tian fight to the death.

Not just for Wan Chuanhe.

After letting Xuetian's previous demon masters cultivate Gusha, the immortals and demons continued to fight, blood filled the wilderness, and floating corpses filled the river for thousands of years, until Wei Heng sharpened his sword and killed [-] demon species.

The magic way is declining.

Let Xue Tian stand out from the division of the 32 domains, aspire to the Demon Lord, order the Demon to repair the Heavenly Punishment, and make a painstaking oath with Wei Heng that the well water will not violate the river water, and the situation has improved.

But let Xuetian now enter Gu Sha.

Wei Heng said: "Yes."

"When I made an oath of heart and soul with you, you practiced the punishment of heaven. If you cultivate Gusha, I will kill you."

After speaking, he slowly drew out the sun and moon with his other hand.

What Wei Heng drew out was not only a sword of Sun and Moon Zhaobi, but also a round of tomorrow in the sky!

With the joyful long cry of the famous sword finally unsheathed, it circled upwards, and broke through the overlapping dark clouds piled up on the top of the magic palace along the thousands of steps.

It is particularly colorful against the gloomy, dark clouds and gray sky.

The golden red rising sun is like a golden crow flying into the sky, Lang Lang opened the huge door and giant gate that was closed for nine days, and it was unstoppable.

The dark clouds hadn't dissipated completely, they retreated to one side and let Xue Tian behind, their aura was mysterious, making people fearful, and it was hard to figure out when they would explode into trouble.

Let Xuetian seem not to be afraid of the sun and moon that have suppressed the magic way for 300 years, and asked with a smile: "Dao Zun really wants to fight me here?"

If Shu Yao opened his eyes and could clearly see Wei Heng's face close at hand, he would find that Wei Heng was no longer the handsome face he had repeatedly teased to the point of embarrassment.

There are eternal ice and snow on his face, and under his eyebrows are engraved with distant green mountains tens of thousands of miles away, unmoved by wind and frost, with the sun, moon and stars in his eyes, and thousands of galaxies.

Under heaven, there is only one person.

"I made a heart-to-heart oath with Tian Xing's Rang Xuetian. You are Gu Sha, why can't you kill me?"

Shu Yao couldn't see Wei Heng's stern and majestic face, so he was not afraid, and even leaned closer to his arms unbearably, wanting to hold the scabbard for him.

"Dao Zun are you sure you really want to fight me?" Wu Yun Anan squatted behind Rang Xuetian, with a strange pride: "If you really fight, with the Po Jun, I and the Seven Kills combined are indeed no match. Dao Zun's sun and moon shine on the wall."

"But what about the greedy wolf that Daoist wants to protect?"

Let Xuetian chuckle, "I don't dare to face Dao Zun's Sun and Moon Zhaobi head-on, and I am sure to kill a dying greedy wolf with all my might."

He was right.

In terms of combat power, aside from Shu Yao, Wei Heng is the strongest among the four of them, making Xue Tian slightly inferior.

It's just a thin line.

Qi Sha's injury was almost eased by Shu Yao's sword, roughly equal to Po Jun's strength.

If it was really a fight to the death, Wei Heng could keep Rang Xuetian's life, but he would have to pay a big price for it.

Not to mention extravagantly expecting to be distracted and keep Shu Yao unscathed during the fight.

The situation is deadlocked.

Wei Heng insisted on killing Rang Xuetian, Shu Yao must die.

If Wei Heng wanted to protect Shuyao, he had to give in to Rang Xuetian.

Po Jun took a deep breath, cold sweat oozing from his palms.

He was really not sure what Wei Heng was thinking.

The life of the Greedy Wolf Envoy is naturally very valuable, but compared to that of the Mozun——

Not so valuable.

Let Xuetian said leisurely: "Or is it that the Daoist is willing to give up the life of the beautiful woman in his arms, and he must fight with me to the death?"

"There's something I don't understand."

Shu Yao's voice was very weak, his breath was like a gossamer, but his tone was restrained steadily.

Po Jun: "You say."

Shu Yao wondered: "Why is the Mahayana next to it, people say it is a majestic Mahayana, but when it comes to me, it will be replaced by a lively beauty?"

Can you have some minimum respect for Mahayana and Tanlangshi?

Sure enough, it's the disguise of the hot chicken game of Jiansan, right?

The water in my head when I was choosing Qixiu as a girl is the tears that flow out of my eyes now.

"..."

The four fell silent in unison.

Po Jun said sadly: "Brother, can you trust me? This is a critical moment of life and death!"

"It's ok."

Shu Yao raised his head slightly, even though his eyes were a little blind, Wei Heng could still see the smile clearly in his eyes, grabbing people's hearts like a hook hidden in the spring water:

"I believe in the Lord, as long as Xuetian and Qi are killed, I will die in peace."

If it wasn't for worrying about others being in Wei Heng's arms, Po Jun really wanted to slap him, and then shouted: "Then did I come all the way to see you die?"

Tomorrow was still hanging above his head, but Sun Moon Zhao Bi was put into a sheath by Wei Heng.

He chose Shu Yao between Rang Xuetian and Shu Yao.

Let the old god Xuetian be there, and the seven killers behind him let go of the seven killers to fight swords, the expression on their faces can be called joy.

No one wants to try to see what Daozun's sword is like.

Wei Heng's voice was cold and hard, as unshakable as the sun and the moon shining on the edge of a sword: "Destroy the demon seeds, and nothing will happen."

Now that Xuetian is alive and has entered Gusha, who is responsible for the magic clock is ready to come out.

Wei Heng simply said this sentence.

No need to go into too much detail.

Everyone present knew that Wei Heng was not speaking harshly.

Today he may not be able to kill Rang Xuetian because of Shu Yao, but the lifespan of a practitioner is very long, even if Rang Xuetian has been huddled in the magic palace, Wei Heng still has a way to kill him.

Let Xuetian's smile deepen.

He sighed: "Beauty is like a bone-scraping steel knife, it is true, can't even Dao Zun escape this ring?"

"If it was the Daoist 300 years ago, even if my glib tongue broke my skin, I'm afraid I would take my life regardless?"

"Brother, you were the one who escaped with a smooth tongue, and it wasn't you who beat someone else, what is there to be thankful for?"

Shu Yao raised his eyelids: "Remember to destroy the demon seed and curl up quietly like a chicken in the demon palace, otherwise, let alone someone else's Daoist, I will wait for Quanquan to kill you."

Let Xuetian laugh.

He said: "Tanlang, I really like the way you hold a sword arrogantly and arrogantly, it is really beautiful."

"I'm waiting for you to kill me."

When they got out of the magic palace, Po Jun was still in a stunned state.

He cautiously asked Shu Yao: "Tanlang, are you going back with me, or going to Xuanshan with Daozun?"

Be cautious when breaking the army.

After all, that was no longer a friend he was familiar with, but a friend who had successfully bewitched Dao Zun, made Dao Zun fascinated by him, and was willing to temporarily let Xue Tian go.

As expected of Tanlang, the Peach Blossom Star Lord.

Shu Yao also had mixed feelings.

He closed his eyes and said softly, "I'll go back with you."

Wei Heng's affection is so deep that he can't repay it.

It was because he never dared to stay in Xuanshan, and let him suffer from the pain of love day by day, getting deeper and deeper.

After much deliberation, I can only go to Pojun's side for a while, and after I'm done, I'll kill Xuetian, and hand over the magic way to Wei Heng——

Only then can I repay him a little bit.

Still holding Shu Yao firmly, Wei Heng said to Po Jun with a calm expression, "He will return to Xuanshan with me."

Breaking the military:"……"

"Let's go back with Po Jun." Shu Yao lowered his eyelashes, as if unable to lift them up, "I'm in love...I don't want to delay you, Daoist."