Longevity: The Flawless Dream

The cold wind was blowing coldly on everyone's faces, but it was no match for the evil killing intent that suddenly erupted around Feng Chan with a sword. "What did I do to Fan Desolate?" He repeated with his eyes wide open.

Lian Wuxia stared at him quietly with cold eyes.

For a moment, Yijian Fengchan had a strange expression.It seemed to be a little dazed, a little thankful, a little annoyed, and finally fixed into anger: "What do you think I did to Guxiao?"

"I don't know, so I asked you." Lian Wuxia responded lightly, without any emotion in the depths of her bright eyes.

Mr. Butterfly tried his best to suppress the burst of laughter, because he felt that poor Yijian Feng Chan was about to explode.Fortunately, Renxie is an extraordinary person after all, but his chest heaved and heaved, he took a deep breath, tried his best to suppress the suffocation full of grievances, and asked in a deep voice: "What can I do?"

There is nothing wrong with practicing flawless.She only thought that Feng Chan had lost to Gu Xiao with a single sword, so she hit Bingfeng Ridge with a moment of enthusiasm, but if she really wanted to say what the other party could do to Gu Xiao...she couldn't say why.

Yijian Feng Chandang even sneered a few times: "Of course I've heard of the name of the bone flute. As for people—sorry, I don't remember, but there is one thing that left a very unforgettable impression on me—I still remember someone said that Standing on my side, it's a pity..." He stopped talking, and sneered a few more times.

Lian Wuxia was slightly dazed.That was the conversation between the two when they were intercepted and killed by people from the rivers and lakes. At that time, Yijian Feng Chan asked furiously because she was protecting the killer who came to seek revenge: "If they and I have only one side to live, where are you standing?" One side?" And the self at that time replied without thinking: "You."

Such a trivial detail, besides myself, is actually remembered by the other party. It is really surprising, but also has an indescribable feeling.She waved away the vague confusion in her heart, and the clouds and smoke came out for ink: "I am on your side, but I believe in my own judgment—so, what did you do to Fan Desolate?"

Yijian Fengchan took another deep breath.

Frankly speaking, it's not that he doesn't have any impression of Gu Xiao, but he has never met him at all - after all, he is one of the three mysterious sounds of martial arts, a master of music in the world, if he really has a chance , how can there be no impression at all?But on this point, he really didn't bother to explain it.Those who believe in him, no matter how many rumors there are, will believe him; those who don't believe in him... Believe it or not, does he care about Feng Chan with a sword?can you?

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately sneered: "Lian Changsheng, what I did to Gu Xiao is a matter between me and her. If she wants an explanation, she will come to find me. There is no need to trouble you." .”

Lian Wuxia's eyes tightened immediately, but before she could react, Mr. Butterfly laughed out loud hahaha, he himself was not enough to laugh, and he even threw a sword at Feng Chan again and again Winking: "Renxie, Renxie, we have fought against each other several times and we have all drawn. We have always refused to accept the other. It was not until today that Bendie accepted you!" He muttered in a low voice, "I want to dare to be like this with A Yuezai!" Choking..." He imagined A Yuezai sneering and shaking his eyebrows in his mind, and he shivered suddenly, not daring to imagine it any more.

The six ugly cripples who were on the sidelines glanced at the blood-septic evils surrounding them: "Before the two of you decide right from wrong...do you need to clear the scene first?"

Futiantang became alert, and all the septic and evil spirits around screamed in unison: Aw (come) Aow (ah) Aow (mutual) Aow (mutually) Aow (injury) Aow (harm) Aow (ah)——

On the distant mountain, Gu Xiao sat up from the couch, and yawned leisurely: "No matter how difficult the blood-destroying evil is, it is not the opponent of these people. Once they are withdrawn, it will be difficult to eradicate human evil." Difficult and difficult. The opportunity is fleeting, do you still want to stand by?"

The man on the side has hair like a raging wind and fire, his face is as strong as a knife and an axe, and he wears a long knife on his waist, showing a fierce and domineering aura. He is obviously very dissatisfied with Gu Xiao's laziness. Hearing this, he snorted coldly: "Gu Xiao, you Cooperate with our brothers and help us kill evil. In exchange, we will eradicate the leather drum master for you. But so far, what have you done besides instigating women to make trouble for evil? This is what you cooperated with Sincerity?"

"Oh, since Dongfang Dingli has spoken, no matter how lazy you are, you won't be able to do business. I'm really scared to death." Gu Xiao's voice was full of timidity and shyness, but on his face was a charming smile that seemed ironic but not ironic. , Dongfang Dingli was about to attack, and saw her standing up swayingly, the phantom flute in her hand melted, and the bony flute body flowed with a dark red brilliance.

At the beginning when the treacherous sound of the spider's silk flute penetrated into his ears, Yijian Fengchan didn't realize that there was something wrong, but felt that the anger that was already beating endlessly in his heart suddenly rose three feet high.He tried his best to suppress the urge to draw his sword to face each other, and glared at Futiantang angrily. He was about to beat this hateful bug violently, but he felt sullen, but unexpectedly, the sword was dripping with light when he pulled out the sheath, and deviated from the intended target. Swing towards Lian Wuxia.

"...One sword seals the Zen, and the butterfly worships you!" Mr. Butterfly couldn't help admiring.For some reason, the ugly cripple didn't move, but just opened his ugly and cloudy eyes, as if he was contemplating something.And Lian Wuxia was already inexplicably uneasy, seeing Yijian Feng Chan not only did not answer his question, but also waved his sword at each other, obviously guilty of a thief, that originally only five points unexpectedly rose to ten points, and Su Danqing greeted him tit for tat superior.Of the two onlookers, one didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and the other was slightly distracted, but in the blink of an eye, the two who were finally persuaded to leave were fighting fiercely.

"Whether I have lost to Guxiao, what does it have to do with you?" Yijian Fengchan shouted in a low voice.The sword of killing is like the wind, and the sword shadow is so fast that the naked eye can't catch it. If Lian Wuxia's eyesight is far better than that of the first-class masters in the rivers and lakes, he might think it is an illusion of overlapping changes.

The martial arts of Pingshan's lineage have always followed the path of ingenuity and ingenuity, so although the speed of Wuxia's practice is not slow in any case, compared with the super-class masters who really take the road of only being fast and not breaking. It is inevitable that there is a slight deficiency, not to mention that since she found Qingya, she has relied more and more on the speed of the mount, and her own speed has inevitably slowed down.Her cultivation in weapons is inferior to that of her palm skills. In the duel just now, if Feng Chan hadn't been restrained by the blood-sucking evil and left some strength, she would have gradually lost the wind, but at this time, the blood-sucking evil I was stunned by Yijian Fengchan's sudden anger with Lian Wuxia. It was a bit difficult for Lian Wuxia alone to deal with the other party's destructive anger—if Yijian Fengchan didn't say that A provocative sentence.

Lian Wuxia was struggling to dodge at first, but when he heard the words, a trace of anger quickly flashed across his eyes, and he opened and closed his palms, causing the situation to change color.Yijian Fengchan's eyes flashed scarlet with excitement, and he rushed forward crazily, the flow of the sword was like a storm on a snowy night, sweeping the world, the majesty was so great that even his own body couldn't bear the violent airflow. The wounds injured by the blood-septic evil all burst open, oozing out dazzling blood red.

Sanye Pingyin's light just dispersed.Lian Wuxia lowered her bright red eyelashes, silently causing Qing Ya to jump up, and gently and deftly dodged to a distance of ten feet behind him.

"You carry the holy sword." Compared with Yijian Fengchan who was full of anger, Lian Wuxia had obviously calmed down, and his eyes were full of Wen Miao's pulse.

When the two met for the first time, she pointed out similar words to him, and Yijian Fengchan's chaotic mind squeezed out a little sobriety, holding the sword and sneering: "So?"

Lian Wuxia wrote: "I am older than you." If she guessed correctly, Yijian Fengchan should have a deep connection with Wanshengyan.She is older than Yijian Fengchan, and she can be considered an elder. Because of the relationship between the holy venerable and the moon seat, if the people in the Wanshengyan family really did something wrong, as an elder, she will never pretend to turn a blind eye .

"That's why you asked me for an explanation?" Yijian Fengchan's thin line of Qingming was shattered by anger again, he gritted his teeth and smiled, "Should I still thank you as an elder for caring for the younger generation?" A piece of painstaking care?"

Is this the reason for calling on me this time?Facing his eyes that were messed up by anger, Lian Wuxia was inexplicably guilty.If this is not the reason, what else could be the reason?She thought about it for a while, but without any result, she nodded solemnly and wrote, "Yes."

With a "bass" sound from the dragon, Sha Jie got out of its sheath again.

Mr. Butterfly repulsed Fu Tiantang and the bloody evil again, and sat on the Tiantao scabbard with his legs crossed, while shaking his feet up and down, while firmly pressing down on Master Guizuo to turn over With the intention of struggling, he took out a bag of melon seeds from nowhere, and handed it to the six ugly cripples: "Do you want to eat?"

The six ugly cripples waved their hands helplessly: "Thank you."

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