Space Cultivation: Rebirth Against the Little Orphan Girl

Chapter 1289
Simply let yourself calm down, and then luckily, I cupped my hands and said:

"Xianjun, if there is such a day, I will do my best to prevent it."

"What if it can't be stopped?"

Shoudian squinted his peach blossom eyes and asked.

"If we can kill the owner of the evil knife once, we can kill the second time."

The simple voice was a little cold this time.

"Hahaha! You are brave enough. If there is such a day, I will wait for you to kill me!"

The Immortal Shoudian seemed to be pleased, and laughed happily. In an instant, it was like a clear spring flowing into a stream, refreshing, and the tense atmosphere eased all of a sudden.

"Hmph! You are a little golden fairy, and you still want to kill my master, who gave you the courage?"

At this time, the blood-colored Miao Dao's Dao Ling Hong Yi appeared on the blade, still the same as before, dressed in red, with a delicate and evil face, one side of the cheek was covered with runes, red eyes provocatively looked at the simple .

"Hmph, Xianjun hasn't planned to let you recognize the master yet! Besides, you haven't even kept your own knife core, and your strength has plummeted. Don't speak so arrogantly."

Simplicity is not used to the other party, and she directly quarrels, and tries to sprinkle salt on the other's wounds.

"How do you know?"

Hong Yi finally stood up from the edge of the knife, and asked simply not reconciled.

"As for your little trick of retreating to advance, I thought I didn't see it, but I just didn't think it was necessary to expose it. Anyway, you are leaving the Lingyun Continent, and I don't feel worried about leaving you to make trouble in the lower realm, so I just followed the trend."

Simply like the expression that the other party hates her, but is powerless.

"You cunning woman, how do you know that my knife core is missing?"

Hongyi jumped a little bit, still struggling with the issue she was most concerned about.

"At any rate, you are as famous as my Silent Sword. There is no reason why you are so weak. Just because of my few words, you seal yourself. Even a fool can see that you are strong on the outside, but you don't want to confront me head-on. That's because you are sure that you can't beat me. , in order to avoid further damage, I swallowed my anger, am I right?"

The melon-eating people on the side all watched with relish watching the simple sword spirit jumping, and they were amused in their hearts.

"So what? Anyway, we have achieved our respective goals. See you next time. I won't be so polite."

The red clothes folded their arms and said.

"Tsk, if I give you some color, you will turn into a rainbow. Your new master is a senior from my sect. Also, do you want to know where your knife core is? Please!"

Hongyi really doesn't know, the fairy who is holding her now is a simple fellow, and she cares more about the whereabouts of the blade core:

"Have you really seen my knife core?"

Simply raising his hand, he directly transformed the ore he saw just now and the knife core embedded in it.

"Is it this one?"

Hong Yi was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect that this woman really knew, and she didn't know if it was too late for her to change her words:

"Fairy, you and I are both in the Immortal Realm now. The past is over, and I haven't done anything that angers others. That Haiyan was only used because of his own selfishness. Generally speaking, we No personal grudges, you see."

"It's not that you don't want to do it, it's just that you haven't had time yet."

Simply continue rubbing Dao Ling Hongyi:
"Be more polite to me in the future. Maybe I'll tell you when I'm in a good mood. If you let me know what wrong things you encouraged your new master to do, you will know the consequences."

"Humph!"

Hongyi was very aggrieved, gritted her teeth and sank into the bloody seedling knife, and fell silent.

Simple is refreshed, and the person feels much better after the shaming, and the grievance just now is swept away.

Shoudian Xianjun hooked his thin lips, beckoned to put away the Miao Dao, and then said slowly:

"I'm out of breath, go back and heal my wounds first! I'm still wounded, I don't know how to refine this knife, so you don't have to worry about it."

Hearing this, the simple heart was only half relieved, half of what he said just now was to hate Hong Yi, and half was to remind the guardian of the palace.

"Also, get rid of that face of yours. You have a beautiful face. Why do you hide it?"

Shoudian Xianjun glanced at the simple and somewhat damaged "Thousand Faces".

Simply and subconsciously caressed his cheek, it seemed that he was really hurt a little this time, and he didn't feel any abnormality on his face.

Sure enough, "Thousand Faces" opened a hole. It should have withstood the most powerful attack and could not recover automatically, revealing the delicate and fair skin underneath.

With a simple thought, the little silver armors immediately parted out to cover the exposed skin due to the damage to the "Thousand Faces".

Then everyone saw that the simple face was like rippling water, and it returned to its original shape in an instant.

The Immortal Shoudian smiled and disappeared into the yard.

Only then did Jian Tianyi speak:

"Simple, you were too reckless this time. You dared to slay the natal sword of the Immortal Lord after eating the bear's heart and leopard guts. That is to say, the Immortal Lord treats you as a junior, otherwise you will be rewarded."

"Uncle Clan, there won't be a next time. This time, I will take half of my life. If there is another time, I will really miss Xianlu."

The Immortal Shoudian left, Jian Jian sincerely admitted his mistake to Jian Tianyi.

"Okay, it's better to admit your mistake and go back to heal your wounds first."

Jian Tianyi waved her hands.

Jian Jian nodded stiffly, and then asked Xia Tian and Gao Zhenyan for help:

"Two senior sisters, come and help me, my bones are broken!"

Only then did the two of them come forward. They looked simple and had the strength to fight against the sword spirit. The injury should not be serious, but they did not expect it to be strong.

Standing on the left and the right, Jian Jian was about to leave Fengzhu Lu's main courtyard, Jian Jian was still worried and said to Fengzhu Lu:

"Lord Lu Feng, please tell Immortal King Ziyin about this matter. If the Immortal Lord who guards the palace wants to recognize the blood-colored Miao Dao, the Immortal King must protect him. I am afraid that the sword spirit will take the opportunity to make trouble."

"I have a sense of proportion in this matter. You should worry about yourself. What are you going to do in tomorrow's competition?"

Master Lu Feng stroked the mustache on his chin, and asked simply.

Simple and helpless, this time I really cheated myself:

"Peak Lord, I originally signed up for all four arts, but now that I'm injured like this, I can only abstain from the first three competitions, and try to recover from my injuries before the weapon refining competition."

"Okay, as long as you have success yourself."

Master Lu waved his hand, out of sight and out of mind, telling her to heal her injuries quickly.

Supported by Xia Tian and Gao Zhenyan, Jian Jian grinned and went back to his guest room, lying on the bed with his dead body, ready to slowly heal his injuries.

Jian Tianyi directly felt the pulse of Jian Jian, and then said thoughtfully:

"Have you used 'True Dragon Blood' and 'Phoenix Blood' to train your body?"

"Yes."

"Fortunately, you have a good chance, otherwise all the bones in your body will be completely shattered into dregs this time, and you won't be able to grow them back in two or three hundred years. Where do you say you got the courage to rush upwards regardless of life and death! That's Xianjun!"

"Uncle Tianyi Clan, don't scold me, I don't want to, the main reason is that there is something wrong with Xianjun's natal sword."

(End of this chapter)