Chapter 196 Love

The dark black hurricane in the air roars, mixed with dark cyan translucent small wind blades. If someone is blown by this terrible wind, it will definitely be torn into pieces and turned into flying ash. In the dragon-like hurricane, a little blue ice crystals and red clouds are constantly drifting away. It is beautiful and strange. It is the power of water and fire contained in the hurricane, which seems harmless but is extremely filmable. The green light yellow smoke floated in the air, pulling a translucent ball of light in the air, trying to pull down the light ball with its endless power of the earth and seal and suppress it.

With a sigh, the teenager in the mask turned his head and looked at another person, "Sister Yiqing, you shouldn't provoke the monk just now. Although he is disabled, he is already between the high level of Jindan and the peak of his cultivation. He is only one step away from becoming Yuanying..." The beautiful disciple beside him glanced at him. He said, "Is he already disabled, and he is so bad. It seems that he is hundreds of years old and hasn't broken through Yuanying. Besides, do you think your senior sister's little Zhou Tianguan Qishu is practiced for nothing? That guy has got into trouble with a fateful enemy. The time of death is not far away. Why talk nonsense with a dead man!" He said with his slanting eyes, " Yiping, are you accusing the senior sister?"

His voice was crisp and pleasant, and he laughed repeatedly, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and there were all kinds of amorous feelings that could not be said. The young disciple who spoke before swayed for a while. It turned out that he was a beautiful woman dressed as a man. The male light disciple, who was called Yiping, quickly bowed down and saluted slightly. "Brother, I just remind my sister that after all, more is better than less."

A smile suddenly the roaring wind was about to stop. He looked straight at the charming sister in front of him. His throat knot rolled and swallowed a mouthful of water. Looking at the smiling and anxant face of the beautiful woman in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little dizzy. Although he has been practicing for more than 200 years, he is basically mediting and practicing. This senior sister Qing has been secretly in love for a long time. This time, she finally got this place to come out to practice. Accompany this senior sister Qing and see the beautiful woman smiling like this. It's really no regret to die.

It's just that although this senior sister is ten years earlier than her entry, she is still like an ignorant little girl, and she doesn't know how much she has lost her temper all the way. It's a taboo to laugh at others at will. If it hadn't been for the indifferent uncle just now, maybe the person would have taken action angrily. Although Yiping was quite helpless in his heart, he still said, "Master often says that when you go out, don't have a grudge with others..."

"All right!" A delicate voice interrupted Yiping's words, "It's really wordy. It's enough for the master to say that I'm always in the sect. It's not easy to come out once, but you are so disappointing. Next time I won't pay attention to you." With that, the girl pouted her mouth and looked at the ground ahead slightly unhappily. The yellow sand and thick earth flew on the ground, and the floating ground seemed to be a monster hidden below, wanting to choose someone to eat.

Seeing that the senior sister was unhappy, Yi Ping put away his words, took out a spiritual stone, and crushed it in his hand. Suddenly, the strong aura filled the mask where the two were. At that time, the light mask will be even brighter and indestructible. A huge wind blade in front of him split in front of him, and the raised blade with a silky golden light on his body fiercely hit the mask where the two people were.

Shocked by the sudden wind blade, the girl subconsciously dodged. The protective light curtain was not big, and she plunged into a flat arms in panic. He was inadvertently pounced upon by the girl. Yiping suddenly felt that the soft jade and warm fragrance were full of arms, but it was not when he was stunned. He put his arms around the girl's slender waist with one hand, quickly turned around, rushed his back to the huge wind blade, and pinched his fingertips, and several spiritual stones flew out of his sleeves and smashed in the air. A layer of metal color appeared on the originally transparent light curtain, like an iron ball.

With the sound of scratching the metal, the two people who hugged each other tightly felt their bodies shaking for a while. The huge wind blade slanted over the ball of light, pushing the protective cover, which was like an iron ball, a few feet away, and then disappeared. The girl's heart was pounding. She had never seen such a filmable scene that had never experienced a battle in Tianzong. The wind blade almost scared her soul away.

And Yiping's heart was pounding. The person who had been secretly in love for a long time was like a frightened rabbit. His whole body was attached to him, and the seductive girl's fragrance came from his nose. His hands were also on the slender waist and the edge of his soft buttocks, and he did not dare to move. The girl's fluttering heartbeat clearly reached Yiping's body through her thin clothes, and her heart was full of pity, and two soft but elastic things were tightly against her chest, which made Yiping couldn't help lowering his head and smell the fragrance of the girl in his arms.

Maybe she was scared just now. Yiqing rushed into Yiping's arms for a long time. Then she remembered how indecent her posture was. The man's breath between her mouth and nose made her blush. She quickly pushed Yiping away and turned around. Yiping was feeling the warm fragrance of soft jade, and he was so cold that he almost fell down and sat there. Looking at the girl's turned figure, the slightly exposed half of the crystal clear ears were slightly red, and she also felt a little embarrassed. She coughed twice and dared not look again, and her eyes wandered out.

After this change, the two suddenly became much more embarrassed, and the atmosphere in the mask became delicate. Clearing his throat, Yiping coughed twice and said covertly, "Why hasn't this indifferent uncle come back yet? Sister, do you think Brother Bu is really dead? Obviously, it is wise to ask, the bronze statues of the true spirit left by Bu Yizhen in Tianzong have turned into dust. What can the result be if they are not killed? Although he knew that what he was talking about was nonsense, in order to break the awkward atmosphere, Yiping still asked his shy senior sister with a blush.

When he heard this, he turned around. His face was flushed, and his face was like a peach blossom. He had a unique amorous feelings, and his heart was swinging again. Poor brother Bu Yizhen, we are the first person in Tianzong for thousands of years, and we will fall in such a place..." Obviously, Yiping's words evoked the sadness of Yiqing, echoing the time together on the mountain. Yiqing couldn't help clenching his fist, "If Brother Bu Yizhen is really not good at array cultivation, and he is trapped here. Then I have nothing to say, but if it is really harmed by someone, I would rather give up 300 years of longevity, and I will use the little Zhoutian's calculus scriptures to find this man out!" Later, the words were already fierce and their eyes were cold.

Yiping sighed softly. My senior sister knew it. This Bu Yizhen brother is older than these brothers and sisters, and his cultivation is even higher. Whenever these brothers and sisters cause trouble, it is this brother and sister who have been responsible for it. For hundreds of years, they have been brothers and sisters. Zhiyi's brother is also like a father. Senior sister Yiqing, the relationship with Brother Bu Yizhen is very good, and she admires the eldest brother to the extreme. When she heard that Brother Bu had an accident, she was the first to jump out and go down the mountain to find out what was going on. Who let her be the palm of her hand? There was no choice but to let her accompany the indifferent uncle to come to this witch tomb.

Looking at Yiqing's hatred, Yiping suddenly became a little jealous of the dead elder brother. If he could be hung in his daily diary in his heart by his beautiful and touching senior sister, Yiping felt willing to die.

Just when the two were thinking, the ground in the distance shook and roared. The pale-hearted real person with an iron face flew out of the earth, and there was a slight flash of golden light on his body. If Gan Ping was here, he would be surprised to find that it was the same witch god's blood power as himself.

She covered her mouth with a clear "ah" sound, and tears flashed in her eyes. She had already seen clearly that the tattered body held under her uncle's armpit was exactly what she had been longing for, but her breath was gone. Looking at the face of the indifferent uncle and the blood splashed on the remains of Brother Bu Yizhen, Yiping knew that this was a big deal.

However, Gan Ping was at a loss. He was staring at the remnants of the witch. Because of the time conversion, the time in the witch's tomb was longer. If it hadn't been for some treasures, or the body of the witch god and other great gods, it would not be difficult to withstand the erosion of these years. Just now, in the courtyard, there seemed to be a large number of treasures left by Huizhong Shangren, but most of them had dissipated. As soon as they were touched with their hands, they shattered one after another, and there were few valuable treasures left.

The witch in front of her was obviously not the kind of cultivation. After so many years, she had already been weathered, and most of it was inadvertently destroyed by Gan Ping just now. Duan Xing took this half of his body for a while, and Gan Ping narrowed his eyes and glanced at the wall with various strange figures painted in front of him.