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A red light flashed in the alley, and the deep alley became even weirder. After a while, the alley returned to calm, as if nothing happened.
Then there was a dull sound of pain in the night.
The Xixie sword fell to the ground, and Fang Wan sat crookedly on the wall. She glared at Mingshu bitterly, "Kill me if you can. If you don't kill me today, I will make you regret it."
Mingshu arranged her clothes, and the bell on her wrist jingled with her movements.
Hearing this, she raised her head slightly, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Then why are you so embarrassed? You finally got your life."
""
Fang Wan didn¡¯t make any reaction for a while.
She only felt the cold air rushing from the soles of her feet to her forehead, and her mind was buzzing and going blank.
Lian Jing didn¡¯t know when he was next to the Xixie Sword. The Xixie Sword was trembling on the ground like a little girl who was bullied.
Red light continuously overflowed from the Xixie sword and entered the Lianjing sword body.
The devices can devour each other's power.
but¡¡
In terms of longevity, Lian Jing is an awesome sword. Doing such a thing is a bit disrespectful of status, right? !
"Snapped!"
Lian Jing threw himself to the ground again.
That¡¯s a shameless thing to eat and drink.
The light on Xi Xie Jian's body was obviously much dimmer, and Fang Wan also felt the weakness of Xi Xie Sword, but she was immersed in Ming Shu's words just now and had no energy to care about Xi Xie Sword.
Mingshu was about to go back when Lian Jing suddenly flew up and stabbed towards Fang Wan with lightning speed.
Fang Wan instinctively sensed danger and waved his hand to let Xixie Sword fly to block Lian Jing.
Xi Xie¡¯s sword had just been devoured by Lian Jing. It was no longer Lian Jing¡¯s opponent. It fell to the ground with a ¡®snap¡¯.
Seeing that Lian Jing was about to pierce Fang Wan's body.
The tip of the sword stopped in front of Fang Wan's chest, and Lian Jing was grabbed by someone.
Fang Wan¡¯s breathing almost froze, and his back was covered in sweat.
Mingshu half-squinted his eyes at the sword in his hand, and didn't even struggle, letting Mingshu pull it back.
She picked up Fang Wan, picked up her sword and took her back.
What if you leave it here and get killed?
Take good care of your snack redemption coupons.
Mingshu brought Fang Wan back to the small courtyard. The disciples of the Wuji Sword Sect were shocked and gathered around her, unable to hide their anger, "In July, what did you do to Senior Sister Fang Wan?"
Mingshu beamed, "I didwhat I love to do."
Mingshu returned the man and the sword to them, "Don't ask me for the Xixie Sword again. I'll have to pay for the fake ones."
The disciple holding the sword: ""
Don¡¯t you still have one in your hand? !
And that one looks more real? !
They looked at Fang Wan, who was almost unconscious, and then at the dim Xixie sword
What¡¯s going on here? !
In the middle of the yard, Cui Liuer had stopped howling and was lying on the ground, looking a little pitiful.
But the moment she passed by, Mingshu saw Cui Liuer raise his head.
A pair of red eyes, full of vicious hatred and madness.
She opened her chapped lips.
You can¡¯t hear the sound, but you can tell what she said from the shape of her mouth.
"I want to go out."
"I want to go out."
"She said she was going out."
Mingshu suddenly turned around and shouted loudly to the people guarding the formation.
Cui Liuer: ""
The disciples guarding the formation were very surprised as to why no one drove her away. Isn¡¯t this a demonic cultivator? Is it really okay to stay here?
Cui Liuer lowered her head, her long hair blocking her face. From a distance, she looked like a female ghost crawling on the ground.
Under the doubtful and wary eyes of the disciples guarding the formation, Mingshu slowly swayed back to the chair under the eaves.
She inserted the mirror into the soil next to her, "Don't tell me, you killed that sect leader?"
Lian Jing was shaken.
It¡¯s full of disgust.
Mingshu looked at it with a half-smile, "Then how could you become someone else's Duanxu Sword? Where did the Duanxu Sword go?"
The mirror remains motionless.
The sword turned and was about to slip away.
Mingshu pressed it downIn the soil, "I can outrun the first grade of junior high school, but I can't outrun the fifteenth grade."
Lian Jing: ""
Pretending to be dead even in the mirror-
The colorful dumplings rolled over from the courtyard wall and landed at Mingshu's feet, hugging the hem of her skirt.
What strange things do you have to shovel?
You have been messing around behind my back all day long, but I am loyal to you. Can you be worthy of me?
Say it!
Who is that!
When the little beast came back, it was making trouble without reason.
"Aren't you going to eat alone?" Mingshu kicked it away, and the little beast rolled into the ground, right next to Lian Jing.
The little beast exploded in an instant.
The little paw conjured something out of thin air and hit Mingshu.
I just know how to bully me and let you bully me. How good other people¡¯s shit collectors are. Look at you, what you are like.
¡°I¡¯m such a lovely beast, but you did this to me.
???????????????????????????Looking for such an ugly thing while I¡¯m away.
It used to be a two-legged beast, but now it doesn¡¯t even have legs! !
After smashing it, the little beast got angry and left again.
The beast is so angry.
It will never come back! !
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?????????????????? What if it leaves and this ugly thing takes over its shit-sweeping position?
The little beast slapped himself in the face and rolled back.
"We can't let this ugly thing occupy its position as the shit shovel."
No matter how bad the shit shoveling officer is, he is still his shit shoveling officer.
The little beast grabbed the hem of Mingshu's clothes, climbed up slowly, and found a place to hug himself.
Mingshu was bending down to pick up the things that the little beast had smashed into her. There were fruits and some strange flowers and plants.
??????????????????????? But the quantity is not much, and the appearance is not good. It seems that the little beast picked it over and over before leaving it for her-
On the other side of the courtyard, the elders of the Wuji Sword Sect, the head of the Qianyuan Sect, and the uncle of the Chiyang Sect who stayed in charge, gathered together to discuss the matter of the Demon King.
Elder of the Wuji Sword Sect: "Cui Liu'er is innocent after all."
Uncle Chiyang Sect's attitude was slightly humble, "Two seniors think Cui Liu'er should be kept? But she is pregnant with the Demon King, how can she let the Demon King leave her and still protect her?"
The leader of the Qianyuan Sect told the truth: "Cui Liu'er is a mortal, and the Demon King is in her body. Even if she survives until birth, she won't be able to survive."
The elder of the Wuji Sword Sect: "I have sent a message to the sect and the six sects. When they arrive, we will discuss it."
"The three sects cannot make the decision on their own regarding such a big matter as the Demon King."
The other two also agreed.
The leader of the Qianyuan Sect suddenly raised his head, "What a heavy spiritual energy."
The other two people also sensed it at the same time and looked across the yard.
It was dark under the eaves, and only a vague outline could be seen.
However, Lian Jing, who still maintains the appearance of Xi Xie Sword, is very conspicuous.
Just when they were wondering, the young master of the Qianyuan Sect ran over and raised the blue fruit in his hand in front of him, "Dad, my sister gave it to me."
"Folan fruit?"
The voice of the elder of Wuji Sword Sect was full of surprise.
The leader of the Qianyuan Sect was also surprised and took the fruit from his son's hand, "It's really the Buddha Blue Fruit. Isn't this thing extinct?"
Buddha Blue Fruit is an important medicinal material for refining Ziyang Xuandan. Taking it when you are promoted to Nascent Soul can reduce the risk by one-third.
"It's a pity that the Buddha Blue Fruit is extinct, and the Ziyang Xuandan has long been unable to be refined.
Nowadays, promotion to Yuanying relies on hard resistance, so the failure rate is very high, and there are not many Yuanying monks on the mainland.
"Dad, can I eat it? My sister said it's delicious" the young master of the Qianyuan Sect asked crisply.
The three of them looked at each other.
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