Chapter 46 The End of Mountains

Nalan Zhouyi covered his mouth and peeked at Xianglan's face while talking endlessly. Nalan Zhouyi saw Xianglan's shy side and shouted secretly. He closed the moon and was jealous of the flowers. Even the beautiful flowers secretly hid the fragrance and disappeared under the branches and leaves.

"Zhou Yi, are you serious? Am I that beautiful?" I didn't expect that a few good words would make Xianglan, a lawless scourge, have no temper at all.

"Well, this... Yes!" The most uncomfortable beauty's kindness, this sentence really stopped Analan Zhou Yi, who was full of nonsense. He looked at the shy and colorful Xianglan, and his thoughts paused for a moment, but when he saw Xianglan's slowly frosty face, a cold air only penetrated the depths of her heart.

"Gone, Gone, it's really so beautiful. Look, I'm fascinated by you!" The capricious Xianglan is finally confused again. That woman does not love beauty. Even if she is a person who cultivates immortals, her appearance is permanent and not easy to age, but beauty is still pursued by everyone.

"Well, it's better to tell the truth, otherwise...hum, but your practice speed is too slow, and you haven't built a foundation yet. Hey hey, I'm afraid you will never catch up with me, and you can only bully me in the future!" Xianglan, who was not yet Nalan Zhou Yigao, came over and patted Nalan Zhou Yi's shoulder, with an old-fashioned tone. She learned from Nanion's high posture, but she was just a four-alike, and Nalan Zhou Yi's teeth were itchy.

"Zhou Yi, don't be afraid. Isn't it uncomfortable to see you grin?" Now Nalan Zhouyi has completely lost his temper. Like Xianglan, he has to put himself in the same position as Xianglan, that is, he can also say. What's more, Nalan Zhouyi is confident that he can't say Xianglan.

Looking back with hatred, he looked back at the direction of the looming Tiangong and imagined that Nan ion was sitting comfortably in the quiet room at this moment. Nalan Zhou Yi looked at the vague way to knock on the immortality with envy: Master, you are moving eastward. This time it's really miserable by you. It's sad.

Xianglan stepped on the seven-star sword, a seven-star sword loomed above Nalan Zhouyi's head, and the sky slowly darkened. The seven-star sword drew a bright track, like a string of sparks, sometimes like a dragon entering the sea, raging, sometimes like a tiger going down the mountain, vigorous and fierce.

Nalan Zhouyi ran all the way with envy and jealousy. Looking at the trajectory of the seven-star sword, the seven bright stars, as bright as stars, faintly, opposite the stars outside the sky, reflecting each other. Nalan Zhouyi's heart is a good sword, and unexpected that he could absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

"Zhou Yi, my sword is good, isn't it? This is given to me by the old man Nan Ion. Oh, the old man also said that he reserved a sword for you. Okay, you are just a disciple of the Qi period, or you can fly with a sword. Hey hey, you won't run around so hard. Do you envy it?!" Xianglan, who was not flat, returned to her whole appearance. Looking at Chichi's face, Nalan Zhouyi's head was big.

"Envy, very envious!"

After Nalan Zhouyi finished speaking, Xianglan had not yet enjoyed Nalan Zhouyi's compliment. As soon as the more beautiful sword light floated past, there was a pleasant light sound, light and fast. Nalan Zhouyi's eyebrows were embedded. This is obviously a peerless sword. The sword is crisp and the speed of the sword is amazing, which is obviously better than Xianglan's seven-star sword. One grade.

"Huh, break the sword, what to drag. Compared with my seven-star sword, it's so much worse. Humph, how dare you fly past me and then pass in front of me, so that you have to make him look good!" Xianglan looked at the distant sword light and darkened. Seeing the brilliance on Nalan Zhou Yi's face, she said timidly, obviously with a sour smell.

"What are you looking at? Let's go!" The inexplicable Xianglan suddenly said a sentence and interrupted Nalan Zhouyi. The latter took a crazy look, and the distant sword light followed helplessly.

While chasing the colorful clouds in the sky and catching the moon-like Xianglan, Nalan Zhouyi missed it fiercely. He must build a foundation as soon as possible. During the Qi practice period, a large number of disciples just touched a little skin of immortal cultivation, wandering outside the fairy gate, how to save his parents and brothers.

Nalan Zhouyi, who was considering, suddenly looked up and saw the sword light that had just gone back in a hurry. The familiar sound of the sword cut through the sky. The ferocious sword light sounded, but he saw an unclear middle-aged man, with no expression and slowing down.

Nalan Zhouyi looked at the people and unconsciously produced a dangerous atmosphere, as if it was specifically aimed at himself, and frowned.

"Hey, who asked you to come so close to me!? I'm annoyed when I see you. Hurry up and get out of here!" Seeing the person, Xianglan was angry, looked at her seven-star sword, and then looked at the sword at the foot of the person. Her little mouth pouted, and her eyes were very unfriendly and cold.

"Hmm, is the road yours? Little girl, be careful not to get into trouble if you talk too much. Don't know what's good or bad!" The visitor smiled coldly and didn't look at Xianglan. He was still not slow or anxious. He galloped not far away. Nalan Zhouyi looked at the visitor carefully and suddenly found that the visitor inadvertently glanced himself. Nalan Zhouyi frowned. Is there anyone still thinking about his small role?

"What are you talking about!? Looking for death." Lawless Xianglan, no one dares to talk to her like this, not to mention deliberately provoking. Suddenly, she accelerated, and the seven-star sword sounded gently and was about to go up.

"Xianglan!" Nalan Zhouyi looked bad and immediately shouted. Xianglan, with an impatient face, turned around and said, "People who came are obviously deliberately provoking. Don't be impulsive. Let's leave us. Don't pay attention to him. As soon as they come out, they will provoke people. In case they are found out by the master, be careful to be locked in and continue to be confined, in that case..."

"Well, he's lucky!" The hateful Xianglan jumped off the flying sword, and the desolate smoke and weeds all over the mountains, which angered Xianglan. A piece of flowers and grass instantly became vast, and an inch of grass did not remain. Nalan Zhouyi looked behind and sighed in his heart. Don't provoke the little witch in the future.

Suddenly, Nalan Zhouyi's eyes lit up, and saw a touch of green on the grass destroyed by Xianglan. He could escape death under the clutches of Xianglan. There must be something extraordinary. Nalan Zhou Yixing rushed over and ran over. While Xianglan was not paying attention, he waved his hands and moved his mind to the sea of knowledge.

Nalan Zhouyi, who was overjoyed, suddenly felt something and raised his head, but saw the sword light folded back, as if deliberately, stopping not far away.

"It's you again!" No matter how good-tempered people are, they are repeatedly provoked and have a nameless industry, not to mention Xianglan, who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic. The seven-star sword jumps up, and Xianglan suddenly dances in high spirits for nine days.

"Huh, Seven Star Sword? I also want to compare with me and catch up with me!"

"Okay, let's see where you go!" The person came with a cold smile and looked at Xianglan, which was speeding. A trace of excitement flashed in his eyes. Then the flying sword sounded softly. Xianglan did not say a word, stepped on the seven stars and chased after it.

"Quick, Xiaoheer, catch up with me!" Since the Crane Fairy saw Xianglan, she has never paid attention to Nalan Zhouyi. She followed behind her rotten buttocks and galloped up.

Nalan Zhouyi, before he could speak, two sword lights, one after, instantly disappeared. The heart beat, and the people who came obviously deliberately guided Xianglan. What do they want to do, kill people? No, as soon as Xianglan left the sect, how could there be enemies and transferred the tiger away from the mountain? Was it for herself? Then she thought of a quick glance of the people who just came. Nalan Zhouyi sweated coldly behind her. Is she the target?

Suddenly, Zhou Yi's heart was shocked and the chill came out. His body suddenly bent and fell to the ground. Looking back, a hidden weapon slid past his shoulder, and a blood stain surged in an instant.

"Not bad, not bad, the reaction is not bad, otherwise my ghost Ma Xue will not have slipped through a trace of blood!" A bright laugh came, and Nalan Zhouyi's heart beat. Murong Tian, the boss of the long sword, was more than one level apart in the later stage of foundation construction, and the comer was not good.

"It turned out to be Brother Murong Tian. Everyone is from the same family, and they have never offended Brother at ordinary times. I don't know what this means?" Nalan Zhouyi saw the gloom in Murong Tian's eyes and said that it was not good. He just hoped that Xianglan could come back as soon as possible. Now he can only delay the time and delay a little longer, and there is hope to wait for Xianglan to return.

"Zhou Yi! Do you know what this place is? This mountain is called Magic Mountain, because it has a magic nature and automatically isolates the breath of life. Now the breath of our two lives have all disappeared outside. However, this mountain has also been passed down. It is a cave of the Taoist temple of ancient immortals. From time to time, there are strange treasures. Ha ha, unfortunately, you can't see it, but you can Bury here and enjoy the bliss!" The smiling face greeted each other, but could not hide the murderous face. When Nalan Zhou Yi heard the words, there was no trace of peace in his heart. This was a robbery, specifically aimed at himself.

"Why?" When things come to an end, there is nothing we can do about fear. It's better to calm down and find a way out.

"Why? Haha, why not? I want to kill you, something like an ant, and there is still a reason!" As soon as the words fell, Murong Tian got up and held the sword in his hand. A gorgeous sword light flashed. Nalan Zhouyi felt a flower in front of him, and he felt a cold sword body penetrated into his body. Suddenly, a heartbreaking pain spread all over his body.

Blood flowed, dripping down the beauty on the ground. Murong Tian smiled ferociously, resisted the pain, gathered all the true qi, and his mind sank into the storage bag. His consciousness was clenched. The appendices at all levels given by Jingwen Fairy seemed to have vitality. Slowly ignited. Nalan Zhouyi suddenly looked up and stared at Murong Tian. After grabbing the sword body that passed through his shoulder, the other hand suddenly patted out, and the colorful charms hit Murong Tian steadily.

Then there was an explosion in the sky, which exploded between the two figures. Nalan Zhou Yi's skin fell to the side, blood flowed, and his face looked at the explosion ferociously.

"Batch!" Murong's anxious voice came heavily in the heart of Nalan Zhouyi, and suddenly sank. Murong Tian's whole body was tattered, like a begging beggar, and came out.

"I've made me like this. I want you to live worse than death!" Nalan Zhouyi, who did not move, looked at Murong Tian who stepped on him, slowly enlarged and landed on his body, drawing a trace more than ten meters long. He bent his waist and spewed out a mouthful of blood. He raised his head and looked at Murong Tian in a blankly.

The gap is too big. In the later stage of foundation-building, the half-step road golden elixir is almost equivalent to the eternal realm. Nalan Zhouyi is now just a disciple in the Qi practice period. The foundation has not been built, and his body is so fragile.

"I heard that you were confused before. I don't know what adventure you had before you can open up the veins and step on the fairy gate. Hey hey, I will beat you back to your original shape..." Murong Tian's gloomy laughter was creepy, and a thick eagle claw tightly grasped on the arrow veins of Nalan Zhouyi.

Kka~~~~

The bones were broken, and all the veins were cracked. The blue veins on Nalan Zhouyi's face were straight, and his blood-colored eyes stared at Murong Tian motionless.

"Are you angry? Haha, enjoy the last madness!" Murong Tian laughed crazily and looked at Nalan Zhou Yi's face and ferocious face happily.

He moved his hands down, grabbed the thigh bone fiercely, twisted it hard, and there was a click of broken bones. Nalan Zhouyi stared at Murong Tian in surprise.

"Well, if you dare to get so close to Jingwen, I want you to live worse than death. Jingwen's bitch, I want you to be discredited and stink in the immortal world!" Looking at it, Murong Tian's eyes were covered with anger. Looking at Nalan Zhouyi, he was as excited as a bloodthirsty ant.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and Murong Tian was stunned and had time to see the figure of the coming person, "Young Master, go quickly. That old man, Lingtong, is back!" Nalan Zhouyi's eyes were blurred, and he stared at Murong Tian. Suddenly, he kicked Nalan Zhouyi. A force came, and his body jumped high, like a broken kite, floating down the magic mountain. Nalan Zhouyi completely fainted.

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