Murong Yan stood on the top of a barren mountain, looking to the northwest, showing a firm and persistent smile. She has nothing to do with the Ten Thousand Devils Immortal Locking Array, the darkness of the world, the darkness of the sun and the moon, and only one person she wants.
It has been more than three months since she left the Spirit Beast Sect. After coming out of the ancient secret place, she heard about Wang Yue. Some people can't change, some things can't change, and some results are inevitable.
"I can certainly do it!" Although it is an ordinary face with a smile after camouflage, the charm of a woman is still strong enough to attract any man's hot eyes.
A hundred feet behind me, there was a wave of space. A dark figure of evil spirit appeared in the middle of the sky and said with a loud smile: "Taoist friend Murong, long time no see, more elegant demeanor than in the past! Last time I said goodbye, I remembered for a long time. Today's reunion is a godsend!"
Murong Yan looked back, his smile had stopped, and he stared helplessly at the figure hundreds of feet away.
He wore a gray robe, stepped on a dull flying sword, and his upper body was hidden in a gray fog. The fog was accompanied by his body all the year round, and even if he used it well, he could not see through his appearance.
"For three thousand, can you stop following me?" Murong Yan asked.
"No!" replied the grey figure.
"Why?"
"Because I like you! The first time I saw you, I liked you."
"There are many people who have seen me. If they all like me, I will not be able to solve the problem even if I have practiced separation skills." Murong Yan smiled.
"You won't be in trouble! As long as I like you, I have a way to make other people dislike you!" Yu Yuqian said with a conceited smile.
"What method?" Murong Yan asked curiously.
"Dead people can't like you!" Wanted to smile, and the laughter was a little chilly, which added a sense of death to all around.
"What do you like about my ordinary appearance? Is it worth asking you to kill me?"
"I can see through your mask!"
"Ha ha!" Murong Yan suddenly laughed and pointed at the desire for three thousand, "Your false infatuation may move other women, but your false infatuation makes me sick! How far away I am before I get angry!"
"What do you mean?" Yu's voice remained calm.
"The young master of the Devil's desire palace, when was he so affectionate? When was he so infatuated? The way of amorous love is the most unfeeling. It seems that your method of amorous love has not been completed yet! However, whether it is your amorous love or your infatuation, don't touch my side!"
"You know me? Why didn't you say that a few days ago?" My voice finally changed.
"With you pestering me, other Taoist friars dare not trouble me! How can you not understand such a simple truth?" Murong Yan said with a sly smile.
"Now you say it, aren't you afraid of my trouble?" Yu 3000's voice was angry.
"I'm almost at my destination, so why not say it? Besides, I can't stand your hypocrisy. Even if I have a good fight, I don't want to hear you continue to say those disgusting words." Murong Yan said honestly.
"Hum, according to your accomplishments during the foundation period, who is entitled to talk to me like this? I can't wear your mask, but I know you, a very good stove. The way of sentimentality, whether true or false, always requires both sides to be moved before you can enter the cauldron. I'm not Xiao Duanchang of the UFO. If you meet him, he will not care about his feelings and heartlessness. When he sees the best cauldron, he will immediately start to rob it. "
"Do you want to rob now?"
"Even if I don't regard you as the furnace tripod for practicing the Three Thousand Secrets of Evil Desire, I still want to see your true face! I don't believe that a woman with a superior furnace tripod body will grow so mediocre and ugly!"
"Curiosity will kill a cat!"
"Cats have nine lives, but I have more than nine!"
After saying that, he wanted to take a step forward, and his people suddenly disappeared. Suddenly, countless threads appeared in the sky, such as spider silk, which surrounded the whole hill. Murong Yan was also trapped in the middle. Several tiny red lines, like poisonous snakes, shot at Murong smoke from all directions.
"How wonderful! Fortunately, you haven't reached the level of Yuanying!" Murong Yan was slightly moved, and suddenly two strange wings appeared on the back, each about ten feet long. The wings are bright and colorful. What shines is not feathers, but flying swords. They are arranged in order to look like the wings of a crane and emit a slight metal friction sound.
The wings are as flexible as the arms, flying out of the ground and drawing strange arcs in the air.
Zheng! Zheng! A few soft sounds cut the red silk thread into sections!
"Wing swordsmanship? Are you a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect?" Wanted to cry out in amazement, but there was no fear, only a sense of fear in his voice.
"So what?" Murong Yan answered, but found that the red lines around were more dense.
"Then I can't let you go! Silky cocoons!" I want to change several kinds of seals suddenly and hit several mysterious light symbols into the air against the tangled silk screen of desire. Before long, the whole hill had formed a red cocoon, trapping Murong Yan in it.
"Don't make me angry! I'll give you ten breaths to take the initiative to remove the cocoon of lust. If not, I swear I will tear down your evil lust palace in the future!"
At the same time, thousands of miles south of the Spirit Beast Sect, the space fluctuated, and a fat man fell from the sky, screaming in horror. Just as he was about to fall to the ground, he hurriedly summoned a flying sword, which fell to the ground dangerously.
"What kind of place is this? Haven't we escaped from the ghost place like a mirror? Why is the wind blowing?" The fat man wiped his cold sweat with fear, looked around, and found that there was no sun or moon. The sky was dark and gloomy, as if covered with a layer of gray cloth, which was oppressive.
A plate of UFOs flew out of the weeds, and with a whoosh, they flew behind the mirror.
The fat man screamed, threw out his flying sword, and blocked the UFO's attack with a clang.
"You Taoist friend, have something to say, don't do it! If you want gold or spirit stone, you can speak. I'm sure you'll be satisfied! I'm a disciple of the Spirit Beast Sect, and if you kill me, you can't leave 100000 barren mountains!" The fat man rolled up and hid behind a big tree, shouting.
A middle-aged man in a black robe, with a cold face and some excitement and arrogance, came out of the grass and said with a triumphant smile: "Hum hum, he was a novice at the 12th floor of the gas refining period. With my accomplishments, what's the use of sneak attacks? Go out and throw out your storage bag."
"Brother, you won't kill me again after handing in the storage bag, will you?" The fat man was so frightened that his fat body was trembling all the time, and a sweaty head appeared from behind the tree, smiling obsequiously.
"Well, first throw your flying sword on the ground, and then throw the storage bag, I will not kill you!" The middle-aged man in black promised solemnly.
With a beaming face and a word of gratitude, the fat man first threw the third level flying sword that blocked an attack for him at the feet of the middle-aged man in black robe, and then threw the storage bag three feet in front of the middle-aged man in black robe.
The middle-aged man nodded, wrapped the third level flying sword with Zhenyuan first, took it in his hand, wiped the divine sense imprint on the flying sword, and sneered with murderous intent: "Little fat, you five element spiritual root, you have no future in life, so it's better to die clean!"
With that, the red UFO cut off the fat man ten feet away without a flash of light.
However, the shadow formed by the flying sword in his hand suddenly shook and twisted, leaped from the ground, instantly pierced his heart and flew out from behind. Another flash of the horizontal sword cut the black robed middle-aged man's neck. The blood gushed out, and the head rolled down to the ground. The red UFO shot out did not lose control, and fell lightly in front of the fat man.
The fat man wiped a cold sweat on his forehead and angrily scolded: "Shit, fat man, I hate others to rob my property! If you rob my storage bag, you might as well kill me directly!"
As the fat man scolded, he cleaned the battlefield and cleaned up all the magic weapons and storage bags of the black robed middle-aged people.
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