No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 69

Miaofa smiled grimly and took out a small emerald green sword. With a twist of the sword finger, the little sword swished a long green fluorescent light and went straight to the center of Yi Fan's eyebrows.

"stop!"

The moment the sword tip pierced Yi Fan, a very bad premonition rose in Miaofa's heart for no reason, and at the very moment of the moment, he quickly stopped the magic sword.

"If you dare to touch him, I will destroy your whole family!"

In an instant, Jian Wuya's demeanor of looking down on all things and swallowing mountains and rivers, and his arrogant words of dominating all immortals and being the only one, emerged in front of his eyes one by one, and echoed in his ears.

Why on earth did the master not dare to touch him?
Little Thunder God Tan Jingyao, Empress Ziyun Bai Jie, and Aoki of the Heavenly Corpse Sect really didn't release the water?

Was Miaofeng really wronged?

What will happen if I stab with this sword?
In an instant, countless questions came to my mind, and Miaofa was suddenly confused and upset.

If the sect master really sent me to kill brother Jian Wuya, why didn't he kill Yizhen Shengwei during the day, but let us do it secretly at night?

"Oh I see."

The head is one of the ten big men in the world of cultivating immortals, except for Hua Yutian, the lawless leader of the Demon Cult, there are few people who can make him so afraid.

That means that there is someone behind this Jian Wuya, with such a remarkable background, at least it can make the head of the sword scared.

In this case, the reason for sending the two of us here is the simplest.

Try it out!

cannon fodder!

"hiss!"

Miaofa took a breath of air, suddenly broke out in cold sweat, and was terrified.

I really owe it!

The wonderful method is really so good that my intestines are full of regrets. How can I talk so much and show what I can do?

Now it's all right, it's a huge pit, if you jump into it, there may be no bones left.

Otherwise, look, there is only Yi Fan in his consciousness, where is his senior brother?
Either he ran away, or his cultivation base was too high, and my spiritual sense couldn't detect his whereabouts at all.

It's impossible to run, and it's impossible in this life.

Would Jian Wuya be scared if he could say such domineering words in front of the immortals?
Obviously it's impossible, and maybe Jian Wuya is watching him from somewhere, or even standing behind him right now.

"hiss!"

Thinking of this, Miaofa's whole body froze immediately, and he wanted to look back, but his neck seemed to be welded to death, and no matter how hard he tried to turn it, he couldn't move an inch.

"Miaofeng, Miaofeng, you old and cunning bastard, you knew there was a trap, so you deliberately pretended to be a fool, right?"

"Hmph, you are ruthless, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Miaofa's eyes widened suddenly, and he raised his head to the sky and shouted loudly: "Oh, what a strong protective energy, I was stunned."

"puff!"

Miaofa spat out a mouthful of blood, stepped back several times, and pointed at Yi Fan, who was full of disbelief, and fell to the corner of the wall, completely unconscious.

After Cang Mingxue returned, she couldn't sit still. All she could think about was how Jian Wuya had treated the immortals like nothing during the day, yelled at Miao Feng, and even dared to threaten to destroy the Qingniu Temple.

Whenever recalling this, Cang Mingxue's heart trembled, her breathing became short of breath, and she couldn't help herself.

Daoist Qingniu is a master in the world of cultivating immortals at the same level as his master, He Xiangu, and he is even better in terms of strength and prestige.

And they Qingniu Guan up and down are like dead people, allowing Jian Wuya to leave gracefully.

Thinking in another way, if someone in Baihuamen clamored to destroy them in public, let alone Master He Xiangu, she would rather die than let the master's gate be humiliated.

"Jian Wuya, what kind of person are you?"

Thinking about it, Cang Mingxue wandered back to Yi Fan's small courtyard like a ghost.

She woke up suddenly, and blushed immediately, annoyed to herself what happened?Originally, she was like a high-ranking queen who regarded men in the world as worthless. She thought that revenge might be the only meaning of survival in this life, but she never expected to meet this man?
Maybe, I don't need to work so hard, the feared Hua Yutian may not even last a round in Jian Wuya's hands.

Then what's the use of me practicing hard?

Then what's the use of me keeping a straight face all day long?

Then what's the use of fighting my life to participate in the competition?

As long as, as long as Jian Wuya can help me avenge, then, that person can be regarded as a concubine, no, that's too extravagant, just be a slave, a servant, or a maid.

"Boom boom boom!"

Cang Mingxue struggled for a long time at the entrance of Yi Fan's small courtyard, and finally mustered up the courage to express her heart to Jian Wuya.

no one?

"Boom boom boom!"

After waiting for a while, no one came to open the door?
Is Jian Wuya deliberately avoiding me?

Am I too jerky?

Does Uncle Wuya like a coquettish person like Long Mengze?Or is it petite and cute like Leng Haiyi?Or a beautiful mature woman like my master?

"Yeah, it's really embarrassing, what the hell am I thinking about!"

The goddess in the hearts of thousands of male cultivators is actually as shy and endearing as a young girl in front of an ordinary courtyard. If anyone sees this scene, her soul will be taken away.

Cang Mingxue couldn't hide the shyness in her heart, twisted her body, her beautiful eyes looked around like a thief, afraid that others would see it.

"Slightly slightly slightly slightly!"

"Who?"

Cang Mingxue's aura soared, and countless petals appeared out of thin air around her, she made a gesture with both hands, and looked carefully.

I saw a person lying under a big tree not far ahead, muttering something inarticulately there?
"drunkard?"

"satyr?"

"Or the Devil's Cult spies who sneaked in?"

"What are you doing hiding there furtively? Why don't you come out to me soon?" Cang Mingxue shouted coquettishly, but in her heart she also secretly hoped that Jian Wuya could come out to meet each other after hearing this.

Unfortunately, she was doomed to be disappointed.

Jian Wuya didn't even come, but under the big tree responded: "Slightly, slightly, slightly!"

"How dare you, really think that people only know how to plant flowers and weeds, but can't repair fences and make tea?"

Cang Mingxue seemed to be angry from embarrassment, Fajue shouted in a low voice: "Hundreds of flowers are blooming, evil spirits are gone, Zha!"

The afterimages of countless petals suddenly exploded into a bucket-thick glow, revealing every detail of the figure under the big tree.

"Hey, is this Elder Miaofeng?"

Cang Mingxue's heart trembled, how could the dignified Qingniuguan elder be lying here?
The divine consciousness instantly covered a radius of [-] meters, and no mosquitoes, snakes, or ants could escape her senses.

"There are no lurkers, and there are no traps. Is it because I drank too much?"

Cang Mingxue flew over, took a closer look, and was startled.

The adjudicating elder Miaofeng, who was so handsome during the day, looked like a big fool at the moment, rolling his eyes, tilting his mouth, glistening hala all over the place, his mouth was still vague and he didn't know what to say.

He once again used his spiritual consciousness to check Miao Feng's injuries, but unexpectedly, all the flesh and blood and mana in Miao Feng's body were normal, except that the sea of ​​consciousness was empty, and there was no trace of his spiritual consciousness.

Such Elder Miaofeng is, strictly speaking, dead!

With brain death, only a numb and ignorant body is left to live on. If you can't regain your consciousness, this life is just a puddle of living flesh and blood.

Who exactly did it?

Could it be that the killer from the Devil's Cult got in?
No, the Qingniu Temple has been passed down for thousands of years, so many immortals gather at such a grand event, and many of the top ten seniors have come. Unless Hua Yutian comes in person, the devil cubs will come more or less for nothing.

Uncle?

It's broken, uncle should not be killed.

Cang Mingxue was so concerned that she became confused. She no longer cared about the wonderful wind on the ground. She blasted open the wooden door of the small courtyard with a blast of magic power. Under the moonlight, her bald head was extremely bright. It was the annoying Yi Fan.

"Hmph, someone really ambushed!"

As soon as he entered the small courtyard, Cang Mingxue's consciousness spread out, and sure enough, he found a not weak aura in the corner of the small courtyard.

"A funeral in the sea of ​​flowers, come out for me!"

Cang Mingxue's spell changed again, and the petals surrounding him suddenly exploded, turning into a sea of ​​flowers that filled the sky and swept towards the shadow in the corner.

"Huh? It's the first magical technique in the Demon Suppressing Tower. What is he doing hiding here?" Baihua has her own glow buff, and the spell has not yet been applied, but the figure in the corner has already revealed her true body. Come.

　Today is Erbao's third birthday, I drank a little too much, sorry, sorry, hurry up and type!

　　
　
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