Wen Hanwei's eyes were calm. Although she did not reveal the kindness of a gentle woman, the shining luster of her slightly narrow eyes at this moment was of a warm tone.
She raised her fingertips and touched the cold fangs in his lips. She slightly raised the corners of her lips and said, "It's still a bit of progress. I thought you were going to call me Grandma Wen again with this opening of your mouth?"
Then she glanced at Su Jing again. Although there was no trace of pride on her face, her eyes were so bright that Su Jing found it extremely annoying.
"Look, I won."
Su Jing took a step forward, and the soles of her white soft boots made a fine crunching sound among the gravel: "But I never said I wanted to make a bet with you."
Wen Hanwei's eyes flashed with amber-like halo, she smiled softly and glanced at Su Jing's expression at the moment.
Although there seemed to be no change, Wen Hanwei, who knew her temper well, was sure that she would not want to kill him again.
"I won't kill a harmless corpse demon."
Su Jing looked at her with extremely cold eyes: "That's just for you alone."
Wen Hanwei looked at her deeply, and then made a defeated expression: "Okay, if you want to kill him, then kill him? I won't stop him."
The sudden change of topic caused Li Jiujiu and Fang Geyu's expressions to change drastically.
Even Su Jing's eyes changed slightly, as if he couldn't figure out what she was thinking at the moment.
Fang Geyu suddenly said: "Hey, hey, what's the point of saving half of people and then not caring about them?"
Wen Hanwei looked at her: "Children don't have to worry about grandma's affairs."
Fang Geyu's face suddenly darkened, and he was extremely annoyed with her casual words to dismiss the younger generation.
Wen Hanwei returned the glass umbrella in her hand to Bailian, who was still in confusion.
She propped up the upper part of her body, pushed him out with both hands, and pushed him towards Su Jing: "If you say I am the only one he won't hurt, then well, try it yourself."
Li Jiujiu felt that people from Taixuanzong were really weird. Since you wanted to protect him, why were you so stupid as to push him to Su Jing.
Su Jing kills coldly and has little patience. Doesn't your push just give her a chance to strike?
Sure enough, Su Jing did not dodge, just when Li Jiujiu thought that many red lotuses would appear on her body and burn Bailian into dregs.
A strange scene happened again.
Neither dodge nor avoid nor move.
She actually let Bai Lian bump into her body.
Bai Lian stumbled a few times, and after several twists and turns, his body felt as if it was falling apart, sore and painful, and he felt dizzy and dizzy.
He had no idea what was happening now, he only felt that he had hit a cold and soft body.
Subconsciously, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold the umbrella. After the collision, he endured the pain in his body and turned slightly, and put his arms out, trying to wrap his arms around something that could stabilize his body.
Then with a series of smooth movements, half of his body was already hanging on Su Jing's body.
Fang Geyu even forgot to wipe the fresh blood from his neck.
Li Jiujiu seemed to be strangled by a ghost, and his whole pretty face was twisted into a knot.
For a few breaths, the entire mountain seemed so quiet that you could clearly hear the sound of a pindrop falling to the ground.
Balian held an umbrella with one hand and circled Su Jing's body with the other. His eyes were still scarlet, and his stomach was still empty and in a state of hunger.
For some reason, Su Jing still remained standing, without squinting. His face was like a frost-stained epiphyllum, and his expression did not change at all, neither pushing him away nor accepting him.
Standing like a cold log.
It seemed that just as Wen Hanwei said, she wanted to test this corpse demon.
Under Li Jiujiu's stiff gaze, Bailian stretched out his neck and sniffed Su Jing's neck like some kind of dog-like animal.
Fang Geyu put a hand on his forehead: "It's over."
No matter whether this guy can suppress the thirst for blood in his body.
Just talking about Su Jing, she would never allow a strange man to be rude to her.
Sure enough, in an instant, Su Jing's deep eyes were like frost on a cold night.
But this is not over yet.
After Balian sniffed it lightly, he put his lips to it and licked the delicate white porcelain skin.
Wen Hanwei's face was still calm and cold, she just said "ah" expressionlessly.
Li Jiujiu's whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and there was only one thought left in his mind:
No one can save her Xiao An now.
She clearly saw Su Jing being licked, and her body tensed up under her clothes.
Li Jiujiu really didn't have the courage to look at Su Jing's expression at this moment, so he had to lower his head and look at the pair of white soft boots on the ground.
She said in a tone that was about to cry: "I have committed suicide, please... don't kill him. What you want is my life, please... don't kill him."
Su Jing's eyes were as cold as stars, and her extremely beautiful face seemed to be covered with frost and snow. Just when everyone thought she would be angry, she looked away slightly and looked away from the distant mountains.
Wen Hanwei frowned, as if thinking of something: "What do you want to do?"
Su Jing said quietly: "I remember that there is a valley one hundred and fifty miles south of Feiyun Mountain, which is called a place abandoned by the world."
Wen Hanwei had already stood up from the ground, obviously angry: "You are crazy!"
Su Jing returned the original sentence to her: "Try it."
Thousands of fire lotuses bloomed from under her feet. Before the sword power surged, Su Jing raised her hand and circled Bai Lian's waist.
She smiled coldly, and the two of them turned into a sudden burst of fire and swept towards the south.
One hundred and fifty miles may be a long distance for ordinary people, but for practitioners of their level, it is nothing more than a blink of an eye.
Wen Hanwei shouted: "Damn it."
This woman is actually serious!
She summoned Yu Xiao, held the sword secret in her hand, and flew after him.
Li Jiujiu sat down on the ground in despair: "Crazy, crazy! Su Jing, this crazy woman, is in the Valley of Chaos!"
Fang Geyu, who was still confused just now, suddenly felt his heart sink.
Valley of Chaos?
That god-cursed place!
The valley is full of scorched earth and barren leaves, making it extremely difficult for any living creature to survive in it.
No tree demon can survive in it, because the Valley of Chaos is a place cursed by the gods, and no light can shine there.
If future generations capture extremely evil and troublesome evil spirits, they will throw them into the Valley of Chaos.
What's even more terrifying is that thousands of undead souls are sealed within it.
No one dares to enter, and no undead soul can break the seal and escape.
A weak corpse demon was thrown into this chaotic valley.
The outcome... can be imagined.
Fang Geyu's eyes sparkled: "Su Jing's reputation of being able to eliminate evil and kill demons is well-deserved! Today! I really learned a lot about this group of disgusting righteous people!"
When Wen Hanwei rushed to the top of Chaos Valley, she saw Su Jing pushing Bailian into the dark valley below with a palm. His blood-stained body was swallowed up by the darkness in less than half a breath.
Su Jing, dressed in white and cold, stood in the sky under the sky, not looking at the sword-wielding woman chasing after her.
He just looked at the glass umbrella closed in his hands coldly, and then threw it into the darkness below.
Wen Hanwei felt that her anger was rising to the top of her head, and she rushed over and grabbed A Jing's collar.
However, before her words of rebuke could be heard on her lips, Su Jing raised her hand and waved her hand away coldly, stared at her and said:
"You have just left seclusion not long ago. There are many things in this world that you don't know yet. I won't argue with you too much. When you return to the mountain gate this time, if you are willing, go and read the sect records."
The Yuxiao Sword behind Wen Hanwei was affected by her intense mood swings, and was trembling in its sheath.
"How can I be in the mood to watch this now! Xiao An is my only friend!"
Su Jing slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and ruthless: "Then forget about him."
Wen Hanwei's expression froze, and her face went blank for a moment.
Su Jing glanced sideways and smiled with a very cold smile: "Wen Hanwei, don't be too ridiculous. Who do you think he is? I know it's not easy for you to find a confidant, but is he really your confidant? The word friend is so pale and toneless. If one day he really becomes the person you depend on for life and death and promise each other a lifetime, come and question me again."
As she spoke, the fire lotus glowed brightly under her boots, and she floated away with her proud and independent figure.
When she left, her cold voice still came from the wind: "As one of the Nine Taixuan Sutras, don't be too naive!"
Wen Hanwei's sword flew in the sky for a long time.
Her eyes were lowered deeply.
Until the sky and the earth changed color, the sky suddenly darkened, black clouds splashed with ink, lightning flashed and thunder thundered, and strong winds and rain came toppling the sky.
She slowly raised her face with her clothes soaked all over. The rain soaked her dark hair, crossed her eyebrows, and dripped down her cheeks into rain lines on her sharp white chin.
Through the heavy rain curtain, she looked at the white-clothed figure flying away in the sky on the fire lotus, bit her lip and murmured: "Who is more innocent, A Jing..."
Showing off the Jade Rabbit Mask, you have never taken it off for two hundred years, and now you are accusing me of being naive.
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Balian's consciousness was shattered into thousands of fragments, and he curled up in the earth with coldness.
The heavy rain kept beating on his dilapidated body, and the embroidered robe of mountains and rivers on his body was stained by the muddy ground.
The corpse bead under the chest has completely stopped moving, and is still breaking into pieces with cracks all over it.
Because of the pain, his palms were weak and struggling, but they hit something cold.
That glass umbrella.
It's a pity that this glass umbrella can't save his life now.
Because this place is a dark place where even the blazing sun cannot shine.
The blood diluted by the heavy rain flowed far away, attracting countless dead creatures from the dead. Even though Balian had the body of a corpse demon, his whole body was filled with deathly aura.
But in the inner sea of his dantian, there was a round of Yin Yang Dao fish containing a green light that slowly rotated.
Although the green light was weak, it contained the clear spirit and righteousness of the Lang Lang Universe. It was able to hold on to a small inch of light and a ray of life in this filthy place full of death and darkness.
The Yin spirit's fanatical desire for life is no weaker than the instinctive thirst for blood of a corpse demon that has been trapped for hundreds of years.
In less than a moment, this area had already attracted a mass of black undead.
The souls of the dead were superimposed together, and they turned out to be darker than the darkness.
Balian's eyebrows were knotted in pain, and he felt that all the blood in his body had been drained.
He was extremely cold. The corpse demon was not afraid of severe cold, but the cold air in the world of Mangu penetrated into his bone marrow and soul, making him shrink and curl up into a ball, like an abandoned animal. puppies.
Those ghostly undead creatures greedily stretched out their scarlet illusory tongues, trying to lick the blood in the muddy water.
But they are not physical and cannot be licked.
They were extremely close to Bailian, with gloomy madness in their eyes, wanting to tear his soul apart and swallow it!
But for some reason, compared to the sweet soul that seduces the soul, they actually circle around and hesitate to make a move. Instead, they do the useless thing, staring at the blood dripping on the ground and looking at the plum blossoms to quench their thirst.
It seems that he is deeply afraid of something.
Yin spirits are silent things.
In the entire mountain forest and valley, there was only the sound of rain falling continuously.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a slight scraping sound of the soles of boots pressing against the sand.
The dark spirits were silent for a moment, and then their eyes burst out with extremely crazy light, and they rushed towards the visitors one after another.
Uh-huh!
A sword light as bright as day and shocking to the world suddenly lit up, and everything in the darkness seemed to be frozen.
The world seemed to be plunged into black and white, and the white sword light was like a sacred sun.
And those thousands of ghosts were wiped out by this terrifying sword light and disappeared into ashes!
An extremely beautiful and cold face was covered by darkness in the sudden sword light.
