God Eye Courier

Chapter 440 You Have A Little Too Much Fat

Zhang Zihua kept drawing spells on the side, with a serious expression on his face, it was obvious that breaking the formation was not as simple as they imagined.

Time has passed for quite a while, and in this gray place everywhere, the word time is the least able to make people feel it. No one knows how long it has passed now.

It's just that time is nothing to the monks. As the cultivation level increases, the lifespan will naturally increase.

The higher the cultivation base, the longer the lifespan. Just like the current Eight Great Saint Emperors, they don't care how long their lifespan is, because they don't know how long their lifespan has reached.

Waiting is the most boring thing. Ye Xuan, as the one with the lowest cultivation base among the ten people, can't play a big role in protecting the law, so he simply sits cross-legged on the side.

Time is very precious to Ye Xuan. If he could start practicing thousands of years earlier, he might have become like the Holy Emperor by now.

In the realm of self-cultivation, aptitude does not represent everything. No matter what kind of aptitude it is, even if it is the pride of heaven, it will take a long time of practice to improve one's cultivation base .

Instead of waiting here dryly, it is better to take advantage of this time to improve your cultivation, so as not to have the ability to run if something happens later.

"Hmph! Pretentious, just like you, no matter how much you practice, you can't reach our height."

At this time, an indifferent voice sounded from the side, and Zhang Zixuan folded her arms and sneered at Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan frowned, his complexion was not very good-looking, but he didn't speak. He continued to close his eyes and began to practice.

Seeing that Ye Xuan didn't respond, Zhang Zixuan's face flushed slightly, feeling that she had been humiliated by Ye Xuan, bit her lower lip, and shouted: "What are you pretending to be in front of me, aren't you just a Nascent Soul cultivator? Let me tell you, old lady, I have been out of my body hundreds of years ago!"

Zhang Zixuan's face is not bad, in the female group, it can be regarded as above-average, but in the eyes of some people, she can be regarded as a beauty.

And in this Datong world, there are many people who admire Zhang Zixuan very much, but this Zixuan is a tigress by nature, as long as she is annoyed for a while, it will be trouble.

Therefore, even if there are more people admiring, no one dares to really move that mind. As for the marriage proposal,
Ha ha, forget it.

Even if Zhang Wuliang agreed, I am afraid that this tempered saint would kick the other party away and say that others are not good enough for her.

After all, what kind of thing happened once in the long, long history.

It was also that time that Zhang Zixuan, the saint, really became a leftover woman, and her temper was very bad, and no one dared to approach her.

Now that Zhang Zixuan yelled at Ye Xuan inexplicably, the expressions of the people around him all sank, and none of them spoke, as if they didn't see it.

They could all see that Zhang Zixuan was depressed, and if they found Ye Xuan as a punching bag, if they didn't know what to do, wouldn't that be silly and cute?
Ye Xuan still didn't speak, and meditated on the side with his eyes closed, and he was even in meditation, and he was still under Zhang Zixuan's roar.

This phenomenon surprised the people around. It was the first time they saw a monk who could enter meditation so quickly, not to mention that there was a tigress beside him.

For a while, everyone's views on Ye Xuan changed slightly. They thought that the other party only relied on the relationship of others to get into the Infinite Sacred Palace.

But now it seems that they have some real skills, after all, they can't do it like Ye Xuan's fast sedation.

Zhang Zixuan's neck was flushed right now, like a pot of boiling water, the mouth of the pot was blocked by something, and the air inside couldn't be rushed out, and her whole body trembled.

Ye Xuan ignored her again and again, making her lose face again and again, feeling as if someone was stepping on the ground and rubbing against her, and she felt a burning pain.

Gritting her teeth tightly, Zhang Zixuan straddled her legs, walked in front of Ye Xuan, pointed at Ye Xuan's nose and cursed: "You lowly cultivator, didn't you hear me!"

Bai Wentao was right next to Ye Xuan, and he was also dissatisfied with his little aunt. You can just say a few words, and it's too bad to have to be aggressive.

Just about to step forward to dissuade him, after all, Ye Xuan is in samadhi right now, if he is disturbed by others, if he is not careful, he might go mad.

But Ye Xuan was the first to speak, and said lightly: "I don't know what the saint just said."

It's okay not to mention, Zhang Zixuan's temper just dropped a little bit, and she felt that Ye Xuan was cowardly and didn't dare to fight her head-on, and felt a little better in her heart.

But now when he heard this, he immediately became angry. It's okay for this damn to ignore her, but to act so upright, it's too much!

"You little monk, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

As she said that, Zhang Zixuan raised her arm, as if to slap Ye Xuan in the face.

The speed of the arm was very fast, and there was a whistling sound in the air beside it. Seeing that the palm was about to hit Ye Xuan's face, everyone around closed their eyes and prepared to mourn for Ye Xuan for three seconds. After all, this Being slapped by a woman is not very pleasant to say.

But in the next second, Ye Xuan's reaction was that their eyes widened, and the eyeballs were about to fall out.

The moment Zhang Zixuan's palm was about to hit Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, raised one hand, and tightly grasped Zhang Zixuan's hand.

Of course, this is just a small surprise. After all, it is very difficult for a monk in the Nascent Soul stage to stop the slap of a monk in the out-of-body stage.

The point is, after Ye Xuan grabbed Zhang Zixuan's hand, he raised his other hand, and then slowly stroked the latter's lotus root arm.

Yes, it's stroking!

"Tsk tsk, this skin is really good, if only I could have this kind of skin." Ye Xuan murmured, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

This kind of praise is still reasonable. Girls like to hear it.

But Ye Xuan likes to die sometimes, and he does it in front of people who are stronger than him.

"However, this kind of skin doesn't seem suitable for you. After all, it's been hundreds of years. Logically speaking, it's an old lady."

Bai Wentao's forehead was covered with black lines, and he gave up the idea of ​​persuasion in an instant, and silently stepped back a few steps, and the others did the same.

No matter how much other people like to die, there is a limit, but this is the first time they have seen someone like Ye Xuan who insists on committing himself to death, and they are still going to be smashed to pieces.

How could Zhang Zixuan fail to understand the meaning of Ye Xuan's words, it was obvious that she was calling her old!
As a woman, the last thing I want to be said is three points.

Fat, old and ugly!
And Ye Xuan just hit this point right now, Zhang Zixuan's pretty face has turned into a maroon purple, and her arms are already trembling slightly involuntarily.

She really wants to hit someone...

"However, I think there is still a lot of fat under the skin. If it can be thinner, it will be more perfect."

Ye Xuan didn't seem to notice that the god of death had come in front of him, his upper and lower lips kept opening and closing, and he spit out shocking words one after another.

"You are courting death!"

Zhang Zixuan's anger level has reached the extreme, and the air can be seen twisting on the forehead.

Volcano, can't hold back!

The arm was withdrawn abruptly, and it was replaced by a blue soft sword, which struck Ye Xuan's face.

The soft sword kept shaking in the air, creating a lot of friction with the air, and made a series of noises, obviously not leaving any behind hands.

Bai Wentao's face was gloomy. He knew very well that with his aunt's ability, if this sword was drawn on Ye Xuan's face, it would be a hole, at least.

Of course, the possibility of a hole or something is very small, and it is usually disfigured.

He began to struggle, should he go up and help Ye Xuan, but Ye Xuan's face was calm at the moment, without moving at all, and he watched the soft sword stabbing towards him indifferently.

Seeing that the soft sword was about to touch his face, the people around were sweating for Ye Xuan, shouting in their hearts, telling Ye Xuan to run quickly.

In any case, when they were trapped on Xuanming Island, it was Ye Xuan who helped them hold Jiang Yijian back, and then Zhang Zihua was able to make a move.

This kindness still has a little weight in their hearts, but if they want to offend the saint because of this, then forget it.

Zhang Zixuan stared at Ye Xuan, with a flash of killing intent in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and said, "You shameless bastard, you dare to take advantage of my old lady, see if I don't cut you into a stick today!"

Immediately afterwards, the soft sword diverged into five branches from the tip of the sword, and moved towards Ye Xuan's limbs and chest, apparently really wanting to cut the opponent into a stick.

However, Ye Xuan remained motionless, as if he was nailed to the spot. At the moment when the soft sword struck, Ye Xuan suddenly raised his hand, holding a pill in it, and shouted:
"If you want to get rid of the shortcoming I mentioned, you only need to take this elixir, and you will be guaranteed to return to the age of 20!"

Zhang Zixuan froze for a moment, the soft sword in her hand stopped naturally, and then said with a sneer, "Hmph! Do you think I need such a thing?"

The others also laughed along with them. They felt that Ye Xuan was still a little too stupid. Zhang Zixuan was several hundred years old and still looked young, so he must have taken some kind of elixir such as Zhuyan Pill. Used to preserve youthful beauty.

Could it be that Ye Xuan's elixir is more powerful than Zhuyan elixir?
(End of this chapter)