The sun is shining brightly and the weather is fine.
A ray of the morning sun was shining in from the window and shining on the green gauze curtain in front of the bed.
In the sunlight, the green gauze tent looks like clouds and fog, like a fairyland.
Sitting on the edge of the bed casually, looking at the person lying on the soft bed...
That kind of woman's fragility, from the delicate and helpless, reveals the infinite vitality like an elf in the night. It not only gives people contradictory feelings, but also makes people feel invulnerable. Wearing a plain dress and a white dress, her pretty face didn't have any makeup on it, which seemed to be superfluous, and her waist was tied with a silk belt, which fully showed off her graceful figure.
He casually looked down at her charming and graceful body lying on the couch, and finally his eyes fell on her pair of pure white bare feet. He chuckled and said, "I really can't bear to put on a pair of shoes for you."
With a whine, Youyou woke up, and her pretty face became even more beautiful and charming under the morning light.
The man opened his beautiful eyes and said, "I was very tired from killing people yesterday! You woke me up again."
A person who is worthy of being called a witch by righteous people, who can describe killing as a simple labor of strength, is a perfect match for the devil. She is a perfect match.
Ranran smiled and said: "If your martial arts were a little better, you wouldn't be so tired. If you were like me, killing people would have nothing to do with the word 'tired'."
Huanwan moved her delicate body away a little, patted the freed half of the soft body with her delicate hands, and said softly: "Ren Lang is not sleeping, right? You should take a rest for a while, why don't you be Wen'er's pillow for a while?"
Knowing that she was teasing him, he almost wanted to lie down like this, but he still said: "Get up, the weather is nice today, why don't you go swimming in the river with me?!"
Huanwan looked at him with deep eyes, as if she could see a hint of embarrassment on his face, but unfortunately it was not as expected, and she said helplessly with a smile: "Okay, it's all up to you!"
Huanwen lightly pressed the bed with her hands, floated up, landed beside the bed, then turned around and disappeared into the beaded curtain of the inner room.
Listening to the slight noise caused by her changing clothes, he shook his head and smiled helplessly.
He only heard Huanwan's soft and melodious voice coming back from afar, blowing into his ears like a soft wind, like cotton wool, and said coquettishly: "Won't Ren Lang come in and help me?"
So she asked, but before anyone could respond, she said again: "Oh, it's already fine. You don't need to come in!"
With that said, the person floated out like the wind again and came to Yi Ran.
The plain white dress was gone, replaced by a simple apricot yellow dress, but her natural beauty still made her stand out from the crowd and transcend the world.
"Let's go!"
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Coming out from the north gate of Yeting Palace is the Xuanwu Gate. On weekdays, the guards at the Xuanwu Gate stand solemnly, and the long doorway is guarded by thousands of people.
Since entering the palace at will, there has been no guard in the imperial city.
Although the Xuanwu Gate today is still empty, there are two people standing against the high wall.
When any two people came to Xuanwu Gate, Huanwan immediately exclaimed: "It's Master Zhu and Shi Zhixuan."
As soon as she exclaimed, the two of them took action immediately!
Shi Zhixuan fluttered his palms, with a smile on his face, as if he was calm and composed when he saw the tricks, but when faced with the shadow of Zhu Yuyan's palms that changed endlessly when he took action, his expression suddenly became solemn.
Zhu Yuyan stood up and flew up, reaching a height of three feet in the air. She shifted her head and feet, pressed her palms towards the top of Shi Zhixuan's head, and scolded: "If it weren't for your incompetence, how could our holy sect have been abused by Buddhism for so many years?" Damn it, you, an incompetent person, still want to lead my Holy Sect again, it’s just a dream.”
Her words were indeed at a loss. Before the sword was lost, the power of the demonic sect was far beyond the reach of the Buddhist and Taoist sects.
Shi Zhixuan took these palms with both hands, and heard a loud "bang" sound. The stone slabs under his feet were broken into pieces. He couldn't hold back, but his feet were still sunk deep into the soil.
After Zhu Yuyan responded to the punch, she flew forward diagonally and landed five feet away.
Shi Zhixuan was lucky enough to get out of the soil, turned his hands to remove the dust on his body, and said in surprise: "You are not using the magic of the devil, and your skills have improved a lot."
Hanhan, who was watching from a distance, cried out tenderly: "I'm going to help Master."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to step forward to take action, but as soon as he moved, his shoulder was pinched at will and pulled back again.
Ranran said angrily: "If your master is not Shi Zhixuan's opponent now, then he deserves to die."
Huanwan's beautiful eyes rolled her eyes at him, but she didn't think about stepping forward to help.
Zhu Yuyan said: "If you listen to my order, the Huajian Sect and Butian Dao will still be led by you Shi Zhixuan, but if you still want to take back the rights of the Holy Sect Saint Lord, I will kill you first today."
Shi Zhixuan laughed dumbly and said: "I haven't seen you for a long time. Yuyan is much more domineering than before."
Zhu Yuyan scolded: "You are simply looking for death!"
The sound of breaking wind was loud, and the howling sound penetrated the ears, like a ghost weeping.
Zhu Yuyan rushed out quickly, her figure was like nothingness, and she stood above Shi Zhixuan, as if she was standing in the void, with high energy. What she was thinking about at this moment was the fifteenth picture in the "God of War Catalog".
Throwing existence into non-existence, filling the void with reality, using innate nature to control acquired nature, all the spiritual orifices of the whole body are opened, and the innate true energy is exhausted and transformed into spirit.
With both palms stretched out, strong winds suddenly rose, and the earth and rocks collapsed...
Shi Zhixuan suddenly felt a sense of fear that life and death were at stake, and that a disaster was imminent. He suddenly pressed his feet with force, and his body spun rapidly like a tornado.
Zhu Yuyan's palms were like thunder, and she struck them one after another, but she just managed to scatter the force of the wind.
The dust is flying, the rocks are cracking, and the sound of energy clashing can be heard endlessly.
In the shadow of Mankong's palm, Shi Zhixuan turned into a wisp of light smoke like a ghost, moving left and right like a rabbit and a falcon. At first, he could still hold on to a small area, but as Zhu Yuyan's energy seemed to be endless, The palm movements that stimulate the movement are deadly, the palm moves from left to right, from top to bottom, with strange changes and strange changes, and finally it is impossible to defend for a long time.
Shi Zhixuan's Immortal Seal Technique is actually the pinnacle of the fusion of Zen Buddhism and Shengmen Martial Arts. It is unparalleled in ancient times, but the palm technique he saw today seems to be close to 'reaching the Tao' and almost 'transcendental'. realm.
With a "bang", Shi Zhixuan vomited blood and flew out.
Zhu Yuyan removed her palm, retracted her jade palm, and floated down in mid-air.
Huanwan said happily: "Master Zhu wins!"
Randomly said: "It seems that the Demon Sect is going to have a woman as its head."
In the distance, Shi Zhixuan slowly stood up and said with an incredulous look: "You are not practicing the martial arts of Tianmo Ce."
Zhu Yuyan snorted coldly: "From today on, you will obey my orders."
Shi Zhixuan remained silent, apparently acquiescing. He glanced at the two people walking over and seemed to have understood.
He looked at Yi Ran as he walked over, and said lightly: "I don't have the time to teach her anything. You are a fool if you don't practice the devil's tactics and insist on integrating your magic martial arts into the Zen artistic conception... "
Zhu Yuyan suddenly interrupted loudly: "How many times have I asked you to teach me."
Ran Ran's eyes turned, the corners of his mouth raised, and he said with a faint smile: "Don't think that just because you have practiced a few martial arts skills from the 'God of War Illustration', you can be quiet with me!"
Zhu Yuyan's lips moved slightly, but she still didn't dare to reply. As her cultivation became more vigorous, she became more and more aware of the terrifying power of arbitrariness. She could only understand the first fifteen of the forty-nine pictures in the 'God of War Catalog'. Facing this person who left behind the Eight God Skills, what should she do? Dare to quarrel with him.
Seeing her biting her lips and saying nothing, she nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Mr. Yang's treasure house is under the Prancing Horse Bridge. How to retrieve your Saint Emperor's relics is up to you." It’s up to you.”
Zhu Yuyan's expression changed, and she immediately turned around and rushed quickly. After Shi Zhixuan heard about it, he also pursued it.
Ranran said to Huanwan: "Let's continue swimming in the river."
Huanwan looked at the Master who was far away with her beautiful eyes, turned her eyes slightly, and finally took Ran's hand.
