Chapter 82 Dijiang Sentences

Honglian smiled. How could he not know that Xuanming was powerless to help him? After playing tricks on Xuanming, he said again, "You should ask, you have also asked, and you have said everything I should say. How about it? Can you lend me the chaotic clock?"

"Yes, but only I can use the chaotic clock. What can you do if you want it?" After thinking about it, Xuan Ming nodded and answered, and then couldn't help asking curiously.

Once the spirits in the world recognize the Lord, they will not be easily used by others. He believes that Honglian is clearer than him, but in this case, why does he borrow the chaotic clock?

"Save people." Honglian answered faintly and said silently, "You can borrow me. As for how to use it, it's my business. Anyway, it won't break your chaotic clock."

Save people? Xuan Ming automatically ignored the contempt in Honglian's words and asked with a smile, "But that Su Yan?"

"Yes." Honglian nodded and continued to drink tea.

"Then I'll lend you!" Xuanming replied boldly and said, "I, Xuanming, have always liked those long-term people. You are good and suit my taste."

"Hey, thank you!" Honglian laughed. Then he frowned and said no. Looking at his expression, Xuanming knew that he remembered Su Yan again and didn't bother him. He left Chaos Zhong to get up and went out.

Back to the empty land after a war and looking at another gray sky, Xuanming knew that he had talked with Honglian all night.

In autumn, it began to cool down a little in the morning. Yesterday's scuffle destroyed the green trees within a few miles. Looking at the fallen leaves blown around by the autumn wind, they were all green, but they fell first before they were yellow. He couldn't help recalling that when they were watching a play in the Lingguang Tower yesterday, Wukong also complained that the old tree he had planted for many years was destroyed. Unfortunately, at that time, he did not expect that he would be the only one left to clean up these broken trees at this moment.

Where Wukong exploded, the fire had already been extinguished. The two glorious people did not even leave any ashes.

"Wukong, at least you are my friend of Xuanming. I won't let you go like this. I will let them accompany you one by one..." Staring at the place, Xuanming suddenly said.

That's a vow. In addition to avenge Wukong, there is also a good way to calculate the debt of 100,000 years with the people of Kunlun Mountain. His master didn't count. That was his master's business, but he couldn't see Yuan Shi's face.

Anyway, didn't the old man say that he would be the one who saved this star world, so he should save this star world! A villain like Yuanshi should also come down from that position.

As for the Buddha? It must be another wonderful person, right?

Xuanming brushed his sleeves, straightened the big pits on the ground, sorted out the broken wood, clapped his hands and went back to the backyard with satisfaction. At this time, Honglian and Mingqi had long disappeared, and even the pocket-sized chaotic clock on the table had long disappeared. Xuanming smiled indifferently for Honglian's farewell. I went to the Zen room to see the two women who were recovering well. Xuan Ming also chose a comfortable Zen room and closed his eyes to meditate.

Coincidentally, the Zen room is next to Xiao Xiang.

When he closed his eyes and rested, he checked the wounds on his body and couldn't help smiling bitterly.

It seems that I have been slightly injured since I came out of the East China Sea. Fortunately, these injuries to him, the spirit of the holy water, are not difficult to raise. The spirit of the holy water has this benefit. If he has no entity, as long as he doesn't hurt the root and takes good care of it for a day or two, he will naturally hurt.

Thinking muddle-headedly, he gradually closed his eyes and became settled.

However, how can Xuan Ming, who has never calmed down since he left the East China Sea? He left a trace of consciousness to control himself. When a blue shadow next door broke out of the window, he suddenly woke up.

"Xiao Xiang?" Xuan Ming explored the next door with divine knowledge in the future, and Xiao Xiang, who was supposed to recuperate, was no longer in the room.

I looked out of the window and found that it was dark again. It seems that he has been mediting all day. But where will Xiao Xiang go at this time?

I was a little uneasy. After thinking about it, I still chased Xiao Xiang in the direction of leaving. Fortunately, Xiao Xiang was a little injured and was in a hurry to get there. Otherwise, how can Xuanming, who made up his mind to go to see after such a long time, still find Xiao Xiang?

At the peak of the West Peak, Xiao Xiang rushed to stop and said to the sky, "Xiao Xiang has seen Lord Dijiang, Lord Ju Mang!"

Dijiang? A sentence? Among the twelve witches, the emperor's ancestor witch with a talent of space speed, and a wooden ancestor witch with wooden power?

Xuanming, who followed him, turned into fog and attached to the forest beside him. He couldn't help frowning at Xiao Xiang's name.

And the void with nothing appeared when Xiao Xiang arrived.

Xuan Ming looked curiously. It was a green, a red, a man and a woman.

Seeing Xiao Xiang, the woman in a dark green cloth shirt smiled and walked to Xiao Xiang and pulled Xiao Xiang up. Feng's eyes narrowed and said kindly, "Sister Xiao Xiang, good job. Her wings are hard and she doesn't even listen to her master's words, right?"

"Xiao Xiang dares not!" Xiao Xiang's face changed and replied hurriedly.

"Don't you dare?" The woman in green sneered and said in an extremely mean tone, "If you can even kill Lord Tianwu, what else do you dare?"

"Xiao Xiang didn't!" Xiao Xiang's face turned white again and stared at the woman.

"Okay, Jumang." The man in fiery red drank and stopped the words. Rudian's eyes looked at Xiao Xiang and said, "Say, why didn't you kill Xuanming and save Tianwu?"

"I..." Xiao Xiang knelt down with a pale face and said to Dijiang, "Your excellency, you should know the situation at that time. Xiao Xiang is also powerless."

"Oh, there's nothing you can do? I think you are dizzy by that little white face, right? Dijiang hasn't spoken yet. This is a sarcastic smile.

"Xiao Xiang didn't." Xiao Xiang looked at Ju Mang again and frowned.

"Let's talk less." Dijiang frowned and looked at Xiao Xiang and said, "As far as I know, Tianwu has given you a hint that he wanted you to take action, right? Don't excuse me that your Taoism is not enough. Even if the master has accepted your Taoism for thousands of years, with Xuanming's trust in you, there are many opportunities for you to do it.

Xiao Xiang gritted her teeth and was silent for a while before saying, "But the situation did not allow me to take action at all. Xuanming looked gentle, but he was shrewd and careful. What's more, the adults did not know the power of the chaotic clock. At that time, if I took action rashly, the result was only to be exposed. "

"Oh?" Dijiang sighed meaningfully and sighed under Xiao Xiang's pale expression, "Forget, the master doesn't want to pursue too much now. Now that the chaotic clock has fallen into Xuan Ming's hands, she wants you to continue to follow Xuan Ming and wait for the opportunity to move."

"Yes." Xiao Xiang's face was pale, and her eyes lowered and answered faintly.

"Hum..." Sentencemang sneered. After twisting her waist and taking two steps in front of Xiao Xiang, she sighed, "Master, she is too kind-hearted. If you want me to say that this kind of guy who can keep people and can't keep his heart, you shouldn't keep it. Otherwise, it may not be Xuanqing again..."

"Mun Mang!" Dijiang's face changed and he shouted.

Ju Mang's slender waist moved, shook his head and smiled at Dijiang, "For a moment, your mouth is fast, and for a moment, your mouth is fast!" However, I said that if the master could be more cruel and keep Xuanqing at that time, maybe Xuanming would be from our witch clan. Why should it be so troublesome..."

"How can we talk about this master?" Dijiang sighed, and then said to Ju Mang, "Pay attention to what you say in the future. If you say something taboo in front of your master, you won't be beaten again, and I won't be able to protect you at that time!"

Speaking of this, Ju Mang's face changed, covered his mouth and shook his head without saying a word. It seemed that he had suffered the loss of this mean mouth.

Dijiang sighed, "You should also pay attention to me. After fighting for so many years, how many of our twelve brothers are left at this moment? I don't want anything else to happen to you. OK, Xiao Xiang, I think you know what to do. Qingluan will inform you if there is anything. Let's go."

"Hmm." Jumang nodded and said something to Xiao Xiang. Seeing Xiao Xiang's face turn green, he left contentedly.

In the night wind, only Xiao Xiang's weak figure was left, which was particularly pitiful.

However, at this moment, Xuanming is not in the mood to love her anymore. He is also pale and stuck in a shocking news and can't pull it out.

How can it be...