Chapter 669 Wind

Shui Yu smiled faintly, and there were several vicissitudes in the laughter. She looked at Xing Moran and said quietly, "It's nothing. I haven't seen you for a long time. Just come and talk."

Xing was silently confused by Shui Yu. I don't know what to say. This woman is thought to be the face of a cold strong woman. What's wrong with this now?

"The Kunlun School is the largest brand in the world. As the core disciple of the Kunlun School, I don't understand why you are unhappy. How many people have broken their heads and want to go to Kunlun Mountain to visit Kunlun Mountain without a teacher. As a disciple of the Kunlun School, you look like this now. This makes the Kunlun disciples see it. I don't know what Ideas."

"What do their ideas have to do with me?"

"You are a disciple of the Kunlun School. Why don't you want to do it, and you are still hundreds of thousands of senior sisters."

Shui Yu smiled coldly, "Unfortunately, I'm not a human."

Xing Moran's heart thumped. He seemed to understand a little. He shook his head and smiled faintly, "What does it matter? You are you. What does it have to do with whether you are human beings? Someone said you are gossiping?"

Shui Yu didn't say anything and sighed in her heart. There was nothing before. Nowadays, in the war between demons and Buddhas, the identity of the spirit body is increasingly criticized. Some disciples even say that she is a demon and wants to drive out of Kunlun. As a disciple of the Kunlun School, she can't tolerate this situation. Kunlun is her home, and she doesn't allow anyone. Smame her.

"It seems that I'm right. You famous sects have many problems. In my opinion, you are full of food, monks, and seek immortality. Except for this purpose, everything that bothers my heart is false, and you don't even need to think about it. You are not small. Why don't you understand this truth?"

Shui Yu's eyebrows stretched a little. She didn't understand. Unfortunately, in this position, there are many things that are not changed by human will at all. He looked at Xing Moran, "I envy you very much. You have a good mentality."

"The mentality is useless, not strength. Look, the guy in cloth in our family, standing there, the limelight was all robbed by him. In the period of turning into a god, it will take me at least 30 years to reach that level. That's true. Everything is fake, and only cultivation is my own. I want to be strong and let those gossips go to hell!" Xing Moran's last sentence was shouted out, and the sound suddenly attracted the attention of many people. Those people, whose eyes were like a sharp sword, looked this way. Unfortunately, no matter how sharp his eyes were, they could not break the invable face of Xing Moran.

Shui Yu was silently amused by the punishment and smiled. At this moment, it seemed that Dongmei bloomed, refreshing and beautiful.

Xing silently pointed to Shuiyu, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "That's right. Living in this world, you have to face it happily. Don't learn from my brother. With a dead face all day long, only the stupid girl Youquan can like him."

"Youquan, that's really a good girl." Shuiyu seemed to be much happier. "The child in Buyi really doesn't like to talk, but he is not as rigid as you said. At least, he is very good to everyone around him. For the sake of Youquan, he does not hesitate to make trouble with Kunlun. Although I don't like him to make trouble in Kunlun, he appreciates his courage and persistence."

"And what did Kunlun have? He was killed a few times by my little brother." Xing was a little disdainful.

At this time, a gloomy voice came from not far behind them, "You bastard, who dares to slander us Kunlun?"

Accompanying this sound is a very cold breath. Far away, the cloth clothes can already feel the strong power of ideas in the breath. This person is actually a master who has cultivated to the realm of the Dharma soul, and this person has not yet cultivated to the divine period.

Xing looked back silently, and his heart was suddenly cold. He really couldn't afford to provoke this man.

He snorted coldly, but still refused to bow his head and said lightly, "I'm just telling the truth. Why, what can you do in the ice sky? If you have the ability to go to my brother?"

Bingtian is not a third-generation disciple of Kunlun, but a second-generation disciple. After more than 70 years of practice, he has not yet broken through to the period of deification. However, he has another opportunity to perfectly integrate magic power with divine knowledge and understand the realm of the Dharma soul. He can no longer be regarded as a normal person. In general, this situation must be the period of deification. Unfortunately, he still does not Yes, the combat effectiveness is already equivalent to the period of transformation, which is a fierce mess.

Shui Yu pulled Xing Moran, lowered his head slightly to Bingtian, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Bingtian, Xing Moran is like this. I hope you won't be surprised."

Bingtian looked at Shuiyu, and his face was a little ugly. Naturally, he did not dare to look for the trouble of cloth, especially the feat of breaking the magic road and bringing back the split. No one dares to say a word. That is a master of dozens of gods. Others don't know, doesn't he know?

He snorted coldly, shook his wrist, and a cold current rushed to Xing Moran along the air. He decided to teach him a small lesson.

Xing Moran was still stubborn. At this time, a cold air came out of nowhere and penetrated into his palm. The cold air was very severe. His power only blocked one thousandth of his breathing, and he declared failure. From his fingers, the cold air spread up. In the blink of an eye, one arm looked at Turning into ice, his face changed greatly, and his whole body suddenly became illusory, like a breeze, dispersing with the wind, and even the arm disappeared in the air.

When Shuiyu saw Xing silently escape, his eyes were a little bad at the ice sky. As a water spirit body, he was naturally not afraid of the ice sky, but Xing Moran was different.

"Uncle Bingtian, please show mercy. This is the Wanku Mountains." Shui Yu whispered.

Bing Tian snorted coldly and looked at Shui Yu with disgust. "Well, you don't need to teach me. I know how to do it. Don't forget your identity. You are my Kunlun disciple. Don't turn your elbow out."

Shui Yuqi knot, just wanted to say something, but he saw that Xing's silent body appeared from another place. His body was not damaged at all, but his face was extremely pale. Looking at Bingtian, he smiled angrily, "Hey, Bingtian is old-fashioned. Today I wrote it down. There will be a long time. You wait for me." Come on, the body turns into a breeze and dissipates invisible.

Bing Tian's face changed. This time, he really lost the trace of Xing Moran. In his consciousness, he could not feel it at all. Xing Moran seemed to have turned into a real wind between heaven and earth. The ubiquitous wind has become a part of this world and can no longer be felt.

"The strategy is really different." As soon as he moved, there was a cold atmosphere around him. He didn't want to be attacked by Xing Moran. Although he was in the late Yuanying period and Xing Moran was in the middle of the Yuanying period, if he was not careful about his way, it would not be fun.

Sure enough, he felt that a breeze seemed to go away with the wind, but was that breeze silent or a wind between heaven and earth?