Chapter 409 Hundred Flowers Fairy

Erxun Baihuaxian's noon style is old, and there is also Yan Zixia beside it. Yan Wuchen walked forward and shouted as he walked, "Madam. Zixia. Stop!"! Dongfang shouted loudly, pointed out the long gun in his hand, and fixed Yan Wuchen a few meters away.

"The East is proud, you dare to stop my family's reunion. I will take your head to vent my hatred today." Yan Wuchen poked and shouted fiercely, and a green light shot out of the storage bag. With a "snoring" sound, he shot at Dongfang Chang's pride like lightning.

Dongfang Chang'ao's face darkened, and his hands quickly raised the gun and wanted to pick it out. The head of the gun had just been covered with a golden light. Unexpectedly, a black light on the edge flashed faster. A loud " Bang" sound directly hit the green light away. One black and one green flashed back quickly. Dongfang Changao held a gun to protect his body and glanced to his side. He saw a black magic weapon as long as a crescent moon for a meter in front of Qiu Wu, floating and rotating in the air, and there was a black light flowing on the curved blade. Reiki and murderous spirit coexist, which is like a first-class magic weapon.

Yan Bugui took the flashback jasper-colored flying sword, stared at the curved moon-shaped magic weapon in front of Qiu Wuyou, and exclaimed, "Black Moon Futu! No resentment, how can it be in your hands?

Everyone was also a little strange to see the magic weapon of hatred without complaint. They all felt very eye-catching, but they were shocked when they heard the words. Hundreds of years ago, when Yan Wuchen, the owner of the Wanmo Palace, dominated the world, there was a top-grade magic weapon that frightened the world of cultivation. The name was Is it?

That was the peerless murder weapon at that time! How many monks died in Yan Wuchen's "Black Moon Futu", since a generation of oars left the head of the Wanmo Palace and returned to seclusion, no one has ever seen it in the world of cultivation. I didn't expect that today would be in the hands of hatred. Even Dongfang Chang'ao saw the Chinese monk present for the first time.

Dongfang Chang'ao looked at Qiu Wug in surprise. How could Yan Wuchen's personal magic weapon be given to him? Yan Bugui's expression was a little dull. The old man Jinyi and the old man Ge Yi behind him also looked at each other. Although they were foreign monks, they had also heard of the fierce name of "Black Moon Futu" in China.

Black Moon Futu? What kind of baby? Yue Qianchou looked at the dexterous thing and looked back at Baimei Demon Girl with inquiring eyes. He had no experience and had never heard of this thing.

Baimei Yaoji understood what he meant and said with a solemn face: "Black Moon Futu is said to be the first murder weapon of the devil's way, and the specific origin is unknown. It seems that Yan Wuchen's father got it by chance. After reaching the hands of Yan Wuchen, his reputation in the world of cultivation was revealed. At that time, there was a saying that all the souls under the pontoon were dead. It is said that no one who fights with Yan Wuchen can survive under his black moon slaughter. You can see how powerful this treasure is

Tut-tut! That's really good, baby! Yue Qianchou looked at the hatred without resentment again. He couldn't help but think of the fact that Yan Wuchen didn't give face at all that day. He took revenge in public without complaint. At that time, he was as good as anything. He didn't expect to suffer in public, but he got such a big benefit behind his back.

His eyes turned to the mother and daughter again, and Yan Zixia bit her lips tightly and looked at her father without saying a word. The flower fairy looked at the distance indifferently. Don't say a word. I don't know what the calm queen is thinking. This family was a little interesting and involved me. Damn it, Yue Qianchou shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly.

"Big brother, you're right. It is the master's personal magic weapon. "Black Moon Futu Qiu said that he bowed devoutly in the direction of the Wanmo Palace and saluted: "No complaint has been adopted by the master since he was a child, and he personally taught the Dharma. Treat me like a biological son. I have always regarded my master as a strict father. However, the qualification is limited, but the master has always been blue-eyed. First, he gave the four generals of the personal guard of the demon family, and then he gave the kindness of the master of the personal treasure "Black Moon Futu". It is difficult to repay the death without hatred.

"Shut up." Yan Bugui shouted loudly, and his face twisted and said, "My Yan family has not been interrupted. This "Black Moon Futu" is not the treasure of the Wanmo Palace, but the treasure of my Yan family. How can you give it to an outsider and give it back to me?" That's really a stretch of hand. You're welcome. Qiu Wulang shook his head and said, "Big brother, the master knew that you would say such a thing, so he told me something and let me tell you when I see you again

Hearing that his father had something to explain, Yan Bui's eyes flashed and said, "What are you talking about?"

"That's what the master said. The eldest brother listened to Qiu Wu and smiled bitterly. He said slowly, "I had a parent-child and a adopted son. The parent-child betrayed the Wanmo Palace, abandoned the painstaking efforts of the Yan family for generations, and then gave the four demon families he cultivated for the adopted son. The parent-child betrayed the Chinese cultivation world, so they gave the treasure of the Yan family's inheritance to the adopted son. Reverse son! Are you ashamed? Since you have the ability to betray again and again, you should

When Yan did not return to hear the words, he looked at the hatred without complaint with a pale face. He understood that it was impossible for the hatred to lie in public, which was undoubtedly what his father said. Qiu Wu said helplessly, "Big brother, this is the master's original words. I didn't miss a word."

"The owner of the Yan Palace does not have to lose his temper, relying on the owner of the Yan Palace

, the Wanmo Palace can only let you be tied up, and how can you use your ambitions? When the earth is in power and in charge of the whole Chinese cultivation world, who dares to say that you are not a word? The old man in brocade laughed and said. With that, he looked at the old man Ge Yi beside him.

This time, Yan did not return to Baihua Valley. Although it was because he missed his wife and daughter, there was no instigation behind him. The headquarters of the Xiuzhen Alliance is empty. Take the opportunity to make a sneak attack, even if it can't cause great losses to the Chinese Xiuzhen world. It can also greatly defeat its morale and bring invisible benefits to the battle ahead. Otherwise, who will have nothing to do when he is full and come all the way to accompany him to rob his wife. Everyone is not really his subordinates.

The two of them looked at the more and more Chinese monks gathered, with a slight smile on the corners of their mouths. A disagreement is the beginning of the massacre. The greater the casualties caused to the other party, the more it can undermine the morale of the Xiuzhen League. The more beneficial it is to the battle ahead.

"Sit!" Qiu Wu shouted harshly to the old man in brocade, "My eldest brother has come to this day. It's what you instigated. The wolf is ambitious. If you want to do something wrong, you dare to say wildly here.

The old man in brocade raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I'm not your eldest brother. No matter how many tongues are, my heart is "black moon floating screen. I can't keep it with your head. For the time being, let's give the Lord Yan Palace face. I hope you don't say anything that irritates me again, otherwise don't blame me for being rude.

"Rampant!" Dongfang shouted arrogantly. Holding a gun in one hand, they stood side by side with Qiu Wughan, and the two looked at each other. Although the two have been opposites for many years, they have an unusual tacit understanding. At this time, they have given up the preconcepts of righteousness and demons and are ready to fight side by side.

"Since I don't know how to praise, I'm not welcome." The old man in brocade smiled, freed his hands on his back, and finally found an excuse to do it.

"Be proud and have no complaints, you retreat." A slightly majestic female voice came. Dongfang Changao and Qiu Wuhu looked back, and the hundred-flower fairy with the appearance of a closed moon and shy flowers had already come over. The two were stunned and looked at each other, but they didn't say much. They were slightly polite and stood on her left and right sides to be on guard in case of accidents.

The hundred flower fairy stared coldly at the old man in brocade and said coldly, "Who are you?" How dare you provoke in front of my Hundred Flowers Palace? Is it possible to see that there is no man in charge of my Hundred Flowers Palace, and there is no one to bully my mother and daughter?

Her man was obviously in front of her, but he said such words. Yue Qian, who was hiding in the dark, shook her head. This woman is not only beautiful, but also has a good brain. No wonder Baihua Palace is not Yan who is in charge, but by her. This is really sharp and straightforward! Damn it! If you want me to protect her, I think it's almost the same for her to protect me. Ma Jiugu is in the opposite direction!

Sure enough, the old man in brocade clothes, who had seen that the hundred flower fairy was so beautiful and slightly appreciated her eyes, was immediately stunned. He was blocked by her words and had nothing to say. He immediately looked back at the pale Yan Buli. This woman's words secretly provoked discord. If she cares with her, Yan did not return

Although I'm not afraid of turning over, it's not now to turn over. Many things still need his cooperation! The old man in brocade remembered that several of the Barbarian tiger brothers didn't know what they had eaten wrong. They were following the father and son of the Yan family with all their heart. He couldn't help smoking. He retreated and said, "The Hundred Flowers Fairy really lives up to its reputation."

Dongfang Chang'ao and Qiu Wu looked at each other in consterance, and the two joined hands to scare others. But it was solved by a light sentence from the Hundred Flowers Fairy. This person is really incomparable.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy looked around, frowned and said, "My Hundred Flowers Valley was originally a quiet and peaceful place. Now it's a mess. I don't welcome you. Get out of the Hundred Flowers Valley immediately. After saying that, he turned around indifferently.

"Mu Xue, listen to me." Yan Bui stretched out his hand and shouted. Dongfang Chang'ao and Qiu Wuyou immediately fit in and blocked him. Qiu Wuchang shook his head and said, "Big brother, my sister-in-law's words have been made very clear. You'd better go back!" Twilight snow?" Yue Qianchou muttered and looked back at Baimei Yaoji. The latter said with a smile, "The real name of the Hundred Flowers Fairy is Guan Muxue." Yue Qian nodded sadly, and Baimei Yaoji said with a smile again, "Now you know the benefits of being around me!" Yue Qianchou rolled his eyes, and the ghost knew what you were thinking.

The flower fairy paused when she heard the sound and turned around to see Xiang Yan's return. Since she came out, she was looking at him for the first time. He said blankly, "Listen to your words? Listen to what you say? You have lied to me for so many years. Do you still think you haven't cheated enough and continue to cheat? Is it that I, Guan Muxue, am so easy to bully in your eyes? Forget it, I don't want to mention the past anymore. I'm tired. I don't want to hear anything anymore. If you still miss the past. Just give me back the peace of Baihua Valley and take your people with you!" After saying that, I turned around again...: First of all, I wish everyone a happy National Day. Eat well, drink well, have fun, and be in better health!

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