[0090] Tianluofu black clothes, fake women are the most hurtful

Yi He's sword can be called shocking, crying ghosts and gods, which is beyond everyone's expectations - from Yi He's body, those people in black did not feel such a profound cultivation, but in a flash, the leader of this action has died. Isn't this result too bloody?

Maybe this is a kind of luck in itself, just a coincidence.

Several people in black comforted themselves so much that hundreds of swords rose to the sky, stirring up the Tianluo Zhenqi quietly condensed by Yihe into pieces of broken white spots. One shouted, "Kill this woman!"

Dozens of dark shadows separated about two or three and rushed towards Yihe. The corners of Yihe's mouth sneered, and the red light flashed away. The white clothes were like snow, and the long swords were like electricity. Hundreds of swords were stabbed out of the two or three dark shadows like thunder, and the starry sword light almost enveloped these All the key points of people's whole body.

As soon as Yihe's hundreds of swords took action, the figure turned into a virtual one. The light of the sword was invisible, and the steps under his feet were mysterious. When he shook, the two or three dark shadows released the sword spirit to protect the body one after another. A green lotus bloomed beside the dark shadow, resisting all the swords of Yihe.

However, they still feel the mood of the storm!

They are like a group of delicate grasses, facing the dark clouds alone, facing the overwhelming raindrops and hail alone. Those hail almost destroyed their thin bodies without any vitality... At least, their cultivation was really good, so the easy attack failed.

Yi He hummed and once again. Hundreds of swords were still shot at the same time, and there was a long high chant in his mouth... A layer of sound wave spread around with Yihe as the center.

The whole door in white was shocked, and snow white figures in white and covered with veils flew into the night sky one after another. Tianluo Zhenqi was intertwined into a big net in the dark. Bai Qingmiao, the head, controlled the big net and came to these people in black.

He drew circles in place under his feet, and Yi He tried his best to launch his body. His figure turned out to be like a lotus flower, opening countless petals, each of which was a virtual shadow.

The sword beats bananas like rain, the blue light swayed one by one, and a few green lotus pieces broke away!

"The sword spirit of the sky is too white!"

A pure white sword spirit without any color suddenly locked the easy combination that runs as fast as a top, and it was extremely sharp and released.

The white light looked thin like a white fog, but where it passed, the space was broken and the power was infinite. When he closed his eyes, he could no longer retreat. He let go of his drive, and the white light suddenly hit his arm, and immediately a piece of flesh and blood flew...

The easy-to-fit left arm muscle was directly torn open a fist-sized opening, and the bones of the upper arm were broken. The front and rear wind leaked, and the view was transparent, and a red blood spewed directly into the back!

took a breath of cold air, and a trace of madness flashed in Yihe's eyes, which was almost instinctive and rushed up to the man who had just released his sword spirit. Everything in white has long been regarded as his private property, and how can he tolerate these people who want to touch his things?

The innate pure yang spirit full of his whole body seemed to feel Yi He's anger. Through the long sword in Yi He's hand, he turned into a sword spirit like lightning, and was thrown out by Yi He.

The injury of his left arm just now greatly reduced the easy movement and can only throw the sword out at the most critical moment - but now he has many powerful spells in the air, but it can't be used. Those spells require either long spells or complicated fingerprints and a lot of preparation.

Although the cultivation world has studied spells and realms to the extreme, these do not seem to be very practical at this moment. Bai Qingmiao looked at Yi He's injury, and his eyes flashed fiercely. He shouted, "What are you waiting for? Kill these thieves and kill them all!"

Bai Qingmiao doesn't care who the other party is now, because there is no need. Because although Yi He has just joined the White Gate, he has become Bai Qingmiao's most valued disciple and suffered such a serious injury, which directly made this woman angry.

Buddha said, don't provoke women.

The true qi of Tianluo and the aura of heaven and earth converged and turned into a ubiquitous net and fell into the sky. Between the big nets, there were thunder and thunderbolt. Once these fell on people, there was definitely no truth. At this crisis, another man in black launched Spells!

"Qingchengzi's afternoon secret!"

A red light broke through the encirclement of the net, and one of the men in black would rush out regardless. Since these people in black came to find trouble in the white door, they naturally knew the power of this net and must not be caught in the net. Unexpectedly, as soon as the direct figure appeared, it was shot down empty by a jade hand!

With light gloves on one hand, white fog sprayed out from the jade hand and turned into silk threads to tightly wrap the dark shadow. Then some bright red blood flowed out from the white silk threads, ticking into small drops from the sky and falling to the ground.

Who can escape from the net?

Yihe after the injury seems to have been stimulated by his ferocious nature, and the action is extremely fierce.

"Ah!"

Layer-layer electro-optic excitation.

The semi-sleeping yuan god in Yihe's spiritual platform completely woke up at this moment. The ferocious monster roared angrily in the spiritual platform. The power of the yuan god hooked the world, and thunder appeared beside Yihe, as if it were a field of thunder and lightning, making a buzzing sound!

Bai Qingmiao's voice came in from the outside: "Quickly bring back your sister Yihe..."

Ye Yihe, this is Yihe who mixed into this school and got a pseudonym between them, which sounds absolutely feminine. A good name is equivalent to another face of a person. Yihe even thought of Bai Qingmiao's importance to him more than once, which has nothing to do with this name.

I don't know who clicked the back of Yihe's head, fell directly into a gentle arms, and then was quickly evacuated from the place of fighting. Tianluo Diwang launched with all its strength, and the mountain protection array also began to operate at this moment. Bai Qingmiao was worried about the easy injury, so he simply used all the means he could use.

There is only one goal, which is to kill these people in black as quickly as possible, no matter who they are!

But Bai Qingmiao has just guessed that these people should be the people of those sects on the infinite mountain. These sects seem determined to collude to deal with the direct white door. With a cold hum, Bai Qingmiao waved white silk lines like white fog between his hands.

This is the specific manifestation of Tianluo Zhenqi after it has been cultivated to a realm. Although it is feminine, it is also infinitely powerful, so it can kill people silently.

Now Yihe really likes this place, not only because of the many beautiful women, but also because of the spell of the white door - a spell that can silently make people die, a spell that silently wipes people's necks and makes people imperceptible, a spell that can seal heaven and earth at critical moments.

The remaining people in black struggled under the net. Bai Qingmiao's eyes were as cold as ice. He ordered, "The net of heaven is slow, and there is no leakage. The net of heaven and earth are eliminated!"

The white silk lines are as sharp as swords, and are extremely flexible across the bodies of these people in black, as if they were slices in biological experiments, directly grinding people into meat mud, but they are not poisonous. A white fog rose from the ground, and pieces of flesh and blood were sent directly into the nearby garden.

Bai Qingmiao said, "Today's matter should not be mentioned to anyone outside this faction, do you understand?"

A group of disciples were frightened and said, "Yes."

"Go back to rest."

A group of disciples dispersed, but Bai Qingmiao took Yi He to the direct room and checked the injury for Yi He. Fortunately, it was only his arm, otherwise it was really difficult to do.

The secret healing medicine from the sect was pasted on Yihe's wound. Bai Qingmiao carefully bandaged the wound, probed Yihe's pulse, took a long breath, and looked at Yi He, who was still in a coma, and said to himself, "Hey, why are you so impulsive? The cultivation of those people is not simple!"

"If there is no large array of the net that day, even I dare not easily face that kind of sharpness, not to mention... Then, they are all people with refined cultivation. Why do you die?"

sighed, and Bai Qingmiao said again, "Yihe, do you know that you are the hope of my white door. At the first sight of you, Master knew that you were the hope for the future of my white door. For thousands of years, there has never been a decent master in my white door.

"Hey, how about the inheritance of the three generations of Nuwa? What's wrong?"

Yi He closed his eyes. In fact, Yi He had just woken up when Bai Qingmiao drugged him. However, at this moment, listening to Bai Qingmiao's affectionate words, Yihe felt a little guilty - after all, his only target when he came to the white door was a beautiful woman.

But he didn't expect that Bai Qingmiao valued him so much!

Is it flattered or guilty?

In his mind, Yi He couldn't help thinking of all the memories of his life, his short memories before reincarnation, and the memories after he came to this world. Those memories are so vivid that he has never forgotten, because the more he wants to forget something, the more important those things become.

A few tears suddenly flowed from the corners of Yihe's eyes. He couldn't control his emotions, but as soon as the tears flowed to his face, they were gently wiped away.

Bai Qingmiao muttered, "What tears are flowing? Yes, what sad thing did you think of? Or did you dream of something terrible?" Gently, Bai Qingmiao wiped away the tears left by the corners of Yihe's eyes, and looked at Yihe with a little love and pity. The general expression was like a mother.

A gentle feeling permeated Yihe's heart, but he had a feeling of blockage. It seemed that his internal organs were squeezed by an inexplicable force, which made his whole body very uncomfortable. He wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

He could only close his eyes and listen to Bai Qingmiao's muttering to himself.

Bai Qingmiao valued him so much that she hardly closed her eyes all night. She just touched his face and his hands. The concentration between his looks was so heart-hearted and sad.

"Master, there is something I want to tell you."

Yi He closed his eyes and said headlessly - he could no longer deceive Bai Qingmiao. That kind of deception was like a sharp knife, tormenting his heart. He no longer wanted to stand that uncomfortable feeling.

Bai Qingmiao said happily, "Yihe, are you awake? Just wake up. Wait a moment. I'll ask someone to wrinkle..."

Yi He grabbed Bai Qingmiao, took a deep breath and said, "Master, I think there are some things that I must make clear, otherwise I will be uneasy... In fact, I am a man. The last time I saved my senior sister was accidental. Men always have an admiration for women, so I pretend to be a woman and come to the door in white..."

"I know I'm very wrong, so Master, if you want to kill me, just kill me!"

Some things are inescapable. Even if they are really dead now, it will only be a relief. Yi He felt in his heart that this kind of reincarnation with memory is not a new beginning after all. He can't forget the pain of the past and the feelings of the past. Maybe he is dead now, which is the end.

He opened his eyes and said, "In fact, I woke up a long time ago, but I really don't know how to face you... Now I understand that for a shameless person like me, it's not worth your sleepless care. I, I know I'm really an asshole!"

Bai Qingmiao slapped Yihe's face fiercely, and Yihe's face was automatically slapped, and it bulged red and burned badly.

"You bastard."

Yi He did not speak or refute, because he was really an asshole. Bai Qingmiao did not slander him at all, and Yi He recognized all of them!

Bai Qingmiao lowered her voice and said harshly, "Get up."

Yi He got up from **. Anyway, he just hurt his arm and was still in a coma! Yi He stood up and didn't say anything. Anyway, he was deeply guilty. He pretended to be a woman and entered the door in white, but he never expected that he would have feelings for this place.

What's more unexpected is that you will actually see Bai Qingmiao's importance to himself, which is also the main reason why Yihe can't deceive Bai Qingmiao.

Bai Qingmiao said, "Get out of here, now, immediately, I don't want to see you here anymore."

Yi He said, "I can't leave yet."

Yihe looked directly at Bai Qingmiao and said word by word, "Now the strong enemy of the white door is looking around, and I won't leave. Unless you kill me, I will definitely guard here until the enemy dies!" Yi He's determination is firm. At this time, he is determined not to leave. He doesn't want to have another regret.

Bai Qingmiao sneered and waved a stream of Tianluo Zhenqi like silk between her hands and swept towards Yihe's body, trapping Yi He in the middle. As soon as the corrosive Zhenqi came into contact with Yihe's skin and meat, a large area of flesh turned into blood and fell to the ground. Bai Qingmiao said, "When I dare not kill You?"

It's easy to support hard and can't make a sound.

Bai Qingmiao's eyes were like electricity, and the veil covering her face actually flew gently, as if it were a sky curtain. Bai Qingmiao's voice was cold and full of murder: "I, Bai Qingmiao, who dominated the world in those years, also killed countless people. I won't kill you, but because you saved the white door yesterday. If you are not interested, don't blame me for being cruel."

Yihe's breathing was extremely difficult, and the air was so heavy that it almost crushed him to death. The pressure on Bai Qingmiao's body was terrible, as if the whole world was putting pressure on him at the same time.

This is the power of Tianluo Qiankun Lock.

Yi He said, "If you want to... kill, just-kill!"

With a "kake", Yihe's sternum was pressed into several sections by the burst of surging force, and a mouthful of blood was stirred under the veil. Yihe rolled his eyes and really fell into a coma. Bai Qingmiao's hand was sent, and Yihe fell to the ground as soft as mud.

Bai Qingmiao looked cold and ordered, "Come on, throw out this shameless ** thief who sneaked into my white door!"

After several disciples came in, they looked at Yihe on the ground, and then looked at the master with puzzled faces. Bai Qingmiao did not explain, but just waved his hand and asked his disciples to execute it. When the two disciples carefully helped Yihe up and set up the white door and were about to lean Yihe on a stone outside the door, Bai Qingmiao's voice came from afar: "Don't put it at the door to hinder the teacher's eyes and let him roll away."

She has enough reasons to be angry about Bai Qingmiao's anger - after all, what she has just chosen, the most valued, and the most promising person to become the next head of the white door, and is more likely to break through the shackles and become a once brilliant disciple. Unexpectedly, he is a man, and this disciple told her personally.

This is simply hitting Bai Qingmiao's face!

It doesn't matter what the reason is, but what matters is that the result now.

Yi He was thrown out from afar, but the two disciples were already familiar with Yi He, and they could not really leave people alone at this time. After putting down Yi He, he simply arranged a formation around him and left.

At night, the sound of autumn cicadas.

Yihe stared at the stars in the sky. Those stars are so beautiful. It seems that he has ignored this sky for so many years, so many stars, and missed countless things that should not be missed.

His heart is so peaceful.

Now, he has no distractions, and all his spirit has dissipated between heaven and earth, which seems to be completely integrated with this world. And he was like an inanimate stubborn stone, lying quietly on the ground, ignored the injuries between them. He was so indulgent in the spirit between them.

I am in the truth, and a wisp of Yuanshen sighs for freedom.