Mistress, she has to be my master

Wen Jiayin pulled out the sword on the ground and stood in front of the four ordinary people.

"Foundation cultivator?" Moxiu stepped back a few steps. He felt that the strength of the other party was similar to his own, but the ability to break his own arm with a single strike should not be underestimated.

"You said why do you have to make life difficult for ordinary people? They obviously have no threat at all, so why do you have to kill them?"

Moxiu knew that the other party was talking to him, and felt that he was not only talking to himself. Although the little girl in front of him was looking at him, it seemed that he was looking at other people through himself.

"They are in the way of other people's affairs, and they use people's money to eliminate disasters for others. I am from the Huangquan Pavilion of Motu. You should know where this is, little girl. I advise you, don't meddle in your own business." Moxiu picked up himself The broken arm was connected, and I don't know what secret method was used to restore his arm to its original state.

A little girl with little experience in the world is easily intimidated by those powerful forces, at least this demon cultivator thinks so, but he didn't expect to come to the mortal world to do an ordinary task and be able to kick the iron plate.

"Chi..." Wen Jiayin sneered and gave him a disdainful look.

"Are you a child? If you can't beat him, you still move the elders out?"

"You!" Mo Xiuqi's eyes widened.

"You guys stay behind me and don't run around, I won't let him hurt you." Wen Jiayin turned her head to the side and said to the four ordinary people behind her.

For Moxiu, this is a great challenge!Who would turn his back on his enemy?Either you're an idiot, or you just don't take your opponent seriously!

This little girl seems to have combat experience, and her strength is not weak, so it can only show that her behavior is the latter... She looks down on him!

Compared to Moxiu who was furious with anger, the other four ordinary people were lucky to have escaped from birth. Mo Qiming, who couldn't control his mouth the most, choked up and said, "Little sister-in-law..."

"Don't talk nonsense! Cough, cough, cough..." Before Wen Jiayin could speak, Mo Qi'an snatched her from her words, but he spoke too hastily, which caused injuries, and there was a trace of red blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Anxin, don't be afraid, pay attention to your own body." Wen Jiayin couldn't help but soften her tone when speaking to Mo Qi'an, she felt that if she spoke louder, she could break this weak porcelain doll.

"Thank you Miss Wen." Mo Qi'an and Wen Jiayin looked at each other and then looked away, the scorching flames were dazzling, but also hot.

Different from when we first met, Miss Wen didn't have the coquettish dependence when she was by her teacher's side. The appearance of drawing the sword was so free and easy, and the flames surrounding her made her look like a goddess born in the fire. Let a mortal like her be ashamed of self-mutilation...

Wen Jiayin handed her two pills, "Take one for yourself, and give the other to the injured person. If you take it, your life will not be in danger."

"Thank you." Mo Qi'an's outstretched hand was trembling.

"Be careful!" Mo Yi's pupils dilated suddenly with a pale face.

A shadow suddenly appeared behind and above Wen Jiayin, covering the sun's rays and casting a shadow on Wen Jiayin.

Although Wen Jiayin turned his back on Moxiu, he never let go of his spiritual sense to monitor Moxiu for a moment. A sneak attack of this level was just like playing around.

"Clang!" Wen Jiayin raised his sword and easily blocked Moxiu's knife. Even though the opponent's forehead was full of veins, both hands tried their best to suppress Wen Jiayin, but Wen Jiayin only held the sword in one hand, and he couldn't Can be steady without trembling.

"Now I want to question your words. Are you really from Huangquan Pavilion? The number one force in the assassination business in the magic soil actually has a waste like you? Planting some sweet potatoes at home will have a better future than your career.” Wen Jiayin was in a very bad mood, she finally begged Master to accompany her out to play, but someone disrupted her plan, and she met someone on the way to wait. Seeing this demon cultivator who reminded her of the dark memories of the past, it is understandable for her to be a bit poisonous, right?

From humiliation to professionalism, Demon Cultivator became angry with embarrassment, and wanted to give this righteous female cultivator a little bit of trouble.

It's true that he can't beat the opponent head-on, but his job is to assassinate. Whose killer is facing the enemy head-on?

Surrounded by Wen Jiayin's all-round divine fire, a little green flame barely ignited on Moxiu's body. Wen Jiayin frowned slightly, because Moxiu disappeared in the green flame.

The other party's breath became extremely weak, the kind that could not be caught as long as one was not paying attention, but Wen Jiayin was very sure that Moxiu was still by her side and not far away.

With this ability, she didn't run away and wanted to sneak attack herself. Should she say that the other party is stupid, or that the other party has some professional ethics?

Wen Jiayin closed her eyes, and the sword in her hand hummed. No matter where the opponent launched a sneak attack, her sword's momentum could form a flawless "net" at that moment.

However, before she could make a move, the temperature around her suddenly dropped. Even though Wen Jiayin's flame had a temperature higher than ordinary fires, it was still forced to cool down by the domineering. Yu Wen Jiayin's strength.

"It's snowing?" Mo Qixiu stared blankly at the sky, the feather-like snowflakes fluttered down, which was very beautiful.

Wen Jiayin showed a smile, and the awe-inspiring aura that Mo Qi'an could hardly look at just now suddenly subsided, and she changed back to that somewhat delicate girlish appearance.

What puzzled the dark magic cultivator even more was that she actually put away the sword.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and her behavior made Mo Xiu dare not act rashly.

"My master hasn't used this trick for a long time. Many people risked their lives but didn't see it. You took advantage of it. Enjoy it before you die."

If Moxiu wasn't hiding his figure, he would have pointed to Wen Jiayin's nose to tell her not to scare her.

"Dying by the sword of the sword master, you can brag about it in the underworld." Wen Jiayin knew that her master must be protecting her, so she took the sword back calmly.

In front of the monks in the Transcending Tribulation Period, his concealment was really useless.

Sword Master?There is only one person in the entire world of cultivating immortals who can get this title. Moxiu's heart stopped suddenly, no, it's impossible, it must be this little girl's scaremongering, how could such a big man appear here?

But the perception of the crisis made him raise his head subconsciously. He saw the snowflakes fluttering in the sky but refused to fall.They are obviously countless extremely sharp swords!

"Wan Jian returns to the sect, except for my master, no one can use its true power, so don't blink." Wen Jiayin's proud voice has not yet fallen, and the sword that contains the supreme sword intent falls. Annihilate Moxiu and the small piece of land where he is.

Wen Jiayin blocked the air waves and chills for the ordinary people behind him. Master's moves, even a little bit of cold air can make ordinary people freeze to death.

And the remaining swords in the air flew to another place according to the will of their masters.

"There is no danger anymore, you go back to the city and find a place to rest, I still have something to do, I will find you later." Wen Jiayin threw down a sentence, and chased in the direction where Jian Fei was going.

"boom!"

A hill was blasted to the ground in the blink of an eye. It seemed to be very powerful, but it was already reduced by Xin Yun in order to care about the town not far away.

Xin Yun took care of the Moxiu who was desperately trying to attack Wen Jiayin before she retracted her consciousness, the dust in front of her dispersed, and she walked to the bottom of the pit where the hill turned into a giant pit.

The ashes of those high-level demon cultivators are gone, but the fleshy dumpling that seems to have vitality is still there.

What exactly is this?

Xin Yun came to "Rou Tuanzi", lifted it up with spiritual power, and looked at it carefully.

Suddenly, "Rou Tuanzi" opened one eye abruptly, and the moment Xin Jun accidentally looked at her, the unhealed soul suddenly felt a tearing pain, and countless dark and painful pictures in her heart came to her. On the heart, filled with her mind.

She lost control of her demon for a short time, and the demon who was finally free laughed wildly.

"Ahem..." Blood dripped from Xin Jun's fingers covering his mouth.

"Master!"

In a daze, Xin Yun heard the heart-piercing cry of the little apprentice.

The author says:

感谢在2022-03-1700:56:54~2022-03-1800:19:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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