"Master? Whose disciple are you?"
The man looked down at the sake with a Nan'er face.
Sake looked at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, a little lost in thought.
The young man stood under the tree, with picturesque eyebrows, cherry-like lips, snow-like complexion, delicate facial features, a few strands of long ink hair flowing in the wind on his forehead, and a clear amber eyes.
Wearing an ordinary blue robe, he looked as handsome as an immortal.
"Second Senior Brother, it turns out that you have lived this long?"
Sake was stunned for a moment, then looked at the person in front of him and said dryly.
The man's delicate brows frowned slightly because of her words, and his clear amber eyes looked at the sake.
What followed was the invisible consciousness. After observing for a while, the man's eyes changed and he spoke to the sake in a cold voice.
"You're not from here."
The hands behind his back also began to move slightly.
"Me? I...I am indeed not from here. This is just an illusion where immortals and demons fought a thousand years ago."
Seeing the man's expression at this time, Qingjiu clearly knew that the man in front of him had murderous intentions. Although he knew that the person in front of him was not his second senior brother, Qingjiu could still feel his emotions keenly.
Not daring to hide anything, he told the truth directly in front of him.
"Really? A thousand years ago..."
The long hair was as smooth as silk soaked in ink, shining in the gentle sunshine of the south of the Yangtze River. There seemed to be a smile on the corner of the mouth, and the amber eyes seemed to contain a pool of water, and the ripples of light were bright and dark.
This is something Sake has never seen in his second senior brother.
"Yes, a thousand years ago."
Tang looked at him and nodded seriously.
There is no way to deal with the second senior brother, Qingjiu has never been good at hiding it, even if the person in front of him is not the second senior brother, he will say it subconsciously.
"Are you a disciple of the Sword Sect?"
The man seemed to believe it. After raising the corners of his mouth, his eyes focused on Sake again.
Of course he wouldn't doubt sake because no one could lie in front of him.
besides……
He always felt familiar with the people in front of him.
"nature!"
Sake nodded slightly, raising his chin to let the sun shine through, reflecting a beautiful arc.
I am always proud of Shimon Sake.
"Thousands of years later, Jian Zong..."
"very good!"
Although there are few people, they are still working hard to survive and become excellent swordsmen.
They are all upholding the sword in their hands to help the people of the world.
"Did you just call me Second Senior Brother?"
The man saw Qingjiu's eyebrows and saw her pride and joy, so he smiled even more in his eyes and looked at her and said.
"You are very similar to my second senior brother. Who are you from the Sword Sect?"
Only then did Qingjiu realize that after calling her second senior brother several times, the person in front of her ignored her at all, and she didn't know who the person in front of her was.
"Changchen!"
"You said you were trapped in an illusion?"
Glaze flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his eyes and asked her.
"Yes, I haven't found it yet, and I can't get out of the formation."
Qingjiu couldn't help but feel a headache as he thought about the illusion of their group of people, and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows.
"Holy Lord... the disciples on the front line can't stand it any longer."
At this time, a man wearing a black robe with a strong and handsome face walked up to Chang Chen, raised his hands and said.
Sake looks back.
"Master?"
The person who came was none other than Sake Master Tsumoto, but he looked young.
Tu Yuan glanced at the woman in front of him with some confusion, but he had a cold personality and did not speak.
"Yeah, I understand. I'll be there shortly."
Changchen responded softly.
"yes."
After saying this, Tu Yuan turned around and left without hesitation.
"Are you a god?"
I have never heard of a god named Changchen in the Sword Sect.
"You call him master?" Changchen didn't answer Qingjiu's words, but asked. Then he looked at the figure leaving not far away and nodded, "That's fine!"
"You can find a way out by observing carefully. I hope you can bring this war that is already over to an end soon."
Changchen was not chatting with Qingjiu, and glanced at her, his amber eyes filled with all the colors in the world at this moment.
After saying something to sake, he waved and flew away.
Qingjiu looked at his back and wondered, who is this person?
'Ding, host, the heroine has found her natal spiritual weapon and is in the fusion stage. It is very dangerous. Please come to the host as soon as possible. '
When Sake was confused, a voice came from his mind,
'My natal spiritual weapon, what is my little lady's natal spiritual weapon? '
Qingjiu regained consciousness and opened the map in his mind, then walked in the direction of a few people and asked casually,
'Same as the host Qiang Ming, it is the ancient artifact Nuwa Stone. '
'Nuwa stone? '
As expected of the heroine, she was born to carry the burden of all the people in the world.
I don’t know whether it’s a blessing or a misfortune that an artifact like the Nuwa Stone is fused with a girl from another world.
Fortunately, the people of the world are saved by the chosen one in times of crisis. Unfortunately, the Nuwa Stone appears, and the world will be in chaos.
"Let her go."
【This is……? 】
【Watch a good show. 】
[One, two, three, tsk tsk tsk...]
Junior sister is here?
Standing on the edge of a bay in Wuji Mountain, Wan Huo looked at the opposite side nervously. When he suddenly heard something familiar, he looked around with his peripheral vision.
Although he didn't see anyone, he was sure that his junior sister was nearby.
"I didn't expect that after triggering this ancient illusion, there would be unexpected gains. However, I never expected that Nuwa Stone would choose such a woman to recognize its master. It's really surprising."
Yue Chichang, who had an ordinary face, put his arm around An Ranran's shoulders and stood behind him and said with a lazy expression.
"You are not Yue Chichang, who are you?"
Lu Qingming's handsome brows were tightly knitted, and his eyes were like daggers as he looked at Yue Chichang. '
"Brother Lu..."
An Ranran also looked at Lu Qingming with pitiful eyes like a rabbit. This shout from Brother Lu made Lu Qingming heartbroken.
[Tsk, it’s you Lu Qingming as expected, you just have such a good life. 】
[This shouting makes my bones go numb. 】
[You must fight hard today. 】
Junior sister, this voice is so frivolous.
Wan Huo thought with the tips of his ears turning red.
"Ran'er, don't panic, I will definitely save you."
"Why do you say it so harshly? I just want to invite this girl to my home as a guest."
"I can't bear to let this beautiful girl be wronged."
[If I remember correctly, Pu Mingxuan, the demon king of the demon clan, is a thousand-faced demon fox. What he is best at is confusing others. 】
[I have never dealt with him before, but I heard that he is a cunning and ruthless person. 】
[Now it seems that it is even worse. 】
"You are Demon King Pu Mingxuan."
"Um?"
【Huh? 】
[This little Liuzi is quite well-informed. I didn’t notice it in the past and underestimated him. 】
"I didn't expect that some people will be able to achieve Jiqing in this lifetime."
Wan Huo lowered his eyes and touched the tip of his nose with a little embarrassment. He could say that he was not the one who was knowledgeable, but his junior sister.
But speaking of it, how come the junior sister knows so much and her abilities are so different from before.
"Guessed it right, but unfortunately there is no reward."
La la la, more finished. hey-hey.
Votes require votes.
love you
(End of chapter)
