All the Female Apprentices Want to Kill Me

Facing the tiger demon fleeing to the distance, the ethereal man raised his bare hand and waved forward lightly, with a supremely majestic voice:

"There is Feng Laiyi!"

"Chong-"

A icy stream of light rose from her palm, and the big bird with nine phoenix feathers sang, overlooking the earth.

Then in an instant, he rushed towards the tiger demon.

"boom!"

——The panicked roar of the tiger demon was mixed with the terrifying explosion.

Everything was calm again.

Not far from Buguiya Cliff, Shangguan Wenwen watched all this quietly, saw that the woman finally made a move, slowly inserted a sword back into the sword box, and said leisurely:

"But old man, I never thought that the majestic emperor is actually a woman."

"With her here, I feel very relieved, old man!"

After all, I didn't know where to take out a chicken leg, took a big bite, and muttered:

"It's really not chewy, it can't keep up with the fatness of the chicken's butt."

"..."

Just as he was talking, his eyes were fixed on the roe deer who looked at him curiously eating chicken legs.

He licked his lips, laughed a little, and rushed over.

......

Next to the body of the dead tiger demon, a fire was lit.

The flames crackled and exploded.

Su Bei supported Xiao Ruoqing and Shan Wulan who had passed out, and held the huge gleaming demon pill in his hand. He suppressed the shock in his heart, looked at this mysterious woman who suddenly appeared, and said with some doubts:

"...This is the demon pill of Hedao Great Demon."

"You...don't? Give it to me?"

Su Bei watched the woman carefully put the blooming petals of the fairy fringe grass in the storage ring, and suddenly realized something in his heart.

It seems that this woman should be one of the rare cultivators in the world who came here to pick up the petals of the fairy grass, presumably for the purpose of crossing the catastrophe?

——After all, it is only at this level that one palm can kill the big monster Hedao.

Didn't expect that I would meet such a boss with a casual touch?

The woman's eyes sized up Su Bei, and stared at the Qingping sword on Su Bei's waist thoughtfully, as if thinking of something, Dai Mei raised her eyebrows lightly, and said lightly:

"Take it, this deity owed you Jianzong a favor back then."

This was the first time Su Bei had observed her appearance up close.

This is a beautiful face, so beautiful that Su Bei couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.

But Su Bei has seen many beautiful women, and there has never been a shortage of beauties around Su Bei. The most outstanding thing about this woman is her temperament!

There is a kind of nobility in every gesture, and a daunting majesty between the eyebrows.

All these are enough to make people ignore the demeanor of her beautiful face. She is arrogant and restrained but not exposed, slightly distant but not indifferent, making her look cold but dignified. If she purses her lips, there must be a smell The unique majesty of a woman.

Seeing Su Bei staring straight at her, the woman frowned and said:

"What's the matter?"

Su Bei hesitated for a moment, and was about to say something when he suddenly saw this woman approaching him.

I could smell a pleasant scent of ambergris coming from her body, and immediately after, the woman spoke lightly with an unquestionable tone:

"Hand out."

Su Bei was stunned for a moment. This sentence, paired with her serious expression, was quite like the head teacher when she was in school...

Subconsciously, he passed his hand over, as if he was going to be hit by a palm.

Then I felt a cold feeling coming from the wrist, and the woman's slender hands seemed to be stained with ink.

Is this checking on yourself?

It seems that the tense time period has passed, and Su Bei's body began to faintly feel anxious

Chapter 120 Roasted Kidneys, Very Fragrant

Loose repair?

Su Bei looked at the woman in front of him with an expression like you were lying to a ghost.

Can casual cultivators reach the tribulation stage?

In fact, Su Bei already had some guesses in his heart, and this woman might very well be the one from the Holy Land.

The Security Council of the United Sects of the 21 States is located in the Holy Land, and it is said that the cultivation of the Lord of the Holy Land is to cross the catastrophe, and no one knows how high he has crossed...

Maybe it's the one in front of you?

Thinking that this woman might be from the Holy Land, Su Bei felt relieved a lot. Then he stuffed the pill into his mouth, then grabbed the mouths of the prodigal apprentice and Shan Wulan, and stuffed a pill into it each. .

Ji Nanjue glanced at Su Bei indifferently, but didn't say anything. She looked at the fire with her eyes, waiting for Su Bei to clarify her doubts.

Su Bei heaved a sigh of relief after finishing his work, sat down again, looked at Shan Wulan's tightly closed eyes, the fire light was faintly reflected on her face, it seemed that she had dreamed of something happy, and the corner of her mouth showed a rare expression that she had never seen before. smile.

The warmth in my heart flashed by.

——Gently helped her tighten his crane cloak.

Do what you promised her.

The scene of burning the pigsty appeared in Su Bei's mind. The pigs he raised were burned. It is really time to do something to fill the emptiness there. He murmured softly:

"I'll plant a peach tree there for you..."

As for his prodigal apprentice?It happened to get her a house there, so I didn't have to compete with myself for sleeping...

Whisper softly, endlessly gentle.

Ji Nanjue looked at Su Bei who was talking to himself there, as if he had left himself aside, and was stunned for a moment.

In a trance, he suddenly realized that no one had ever treated him like this since he became the throne.

As soon as I thought about it, I couldn't help but take a closer look at this good-looking man who is also quite famous in 21 states.

This Subei's name can always be seen on his desktop document memorial these days.

The outside world has told him that he is very good, and I also know a little bit about it, such as what is the world's most talented person, there are ten dou, Subei alone has thirteen, and the world owes him three points.

He laughed off these words himself, but what Ji Nanjue really cared about was what Su Bei had done in Mo City during these days.

Only in the realm of transforming gods can you use the Qingping sword?A sword forced Luo Ritian back.

Ji Nanjue was very sure that this Su Bei was indeed only in the realm of transforming spirits, but the sword just now was so powerful that even the ordinary late-stage return to the void might not be able to receive it.

The 21 states are not without geniuses who fought unreasonably across realms. In the collection of books in the ancient Dongfeng country, I even saw that some monks broke through the [-]th level of Qi training.

—Although the credibility is not high.

However, he had actually seen Su Bei's sword, and he used the Jian Zong's sword code.

I didn't come in time, I had observed him in the dark for a long time, and didn't appear until he actually swung the sword.

Ji Nanjue felt a little curious about this mysterious man.

......

Seemingly reacting suddenly, he put the Holy Land woman aside, Su Bei quickly raised his head, coughed lightly in embarrassment, and said:

"Nan... Ji... Fairy Nan."

After thinking about it, Su Bei still thinks it would be better to call her Fairy Nan, after all, it's a bit weird for a chicken.

"Su doesn't know how he hurt the tiger demon. It may be because of his special diligence on weekdays. The iron pestle has been ground into a needle..."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly realized that his words seemed to be somewhat ambiguous.

Looking up at Nan Ji, she found that she didn't seem to hear anything different, instead she was frowning tightly, as if she was thinking about what she said, and she couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

The opening ceremony of Jianzong's enrollment will be held in the Holy Land. If she gets a bad image in her heart, her hard work for so many days will be in vain.

Then Nan Ji raised her head, looked at herself thoughtfully and said:

"Can a sword that has been trained to the extreme have such power?"

Su Bei smiled meaningfully, but didn't answer, or said he didn't know how to answer.

I should ask Xiao Ruoqing for my understanding of Jian Yi, but I have borrowed a lot of light from her.

Feeling that if he continued to tangled up on this topic, he would inevitably reveal some flaws. Su Bei just wanted to interrupt this topic, got up, walked to the side of the tiger demon, and cut off a large piece of meat in a very fat place. A stick was inserted and placed over the fire.

While roasting, he said to himself:

"Actually, Fairy Nan doesn't have to hide her true identity."

"It doesn't matter how big this world is, but there are only a few people who have crossed the catastrophe one, two, three, four..."

Listening to Su Bei's words, Ji Nanjue's eyes suddenly flashed a bit of coldness. Looking at Su Bei, his voice was involuntarily majestic:

"Oh?"

"Then Elder Su is talking about the real identity of the deity?"

His eyes fixed on Su Bei, and there was a faint chill all over his body.

Su Bei, however, didn't seem to notice the change in her tone of voice. He roasted the big piece of meat on the fire, watched it glisten with oil, and continued:

"Fairy Nan should be the one from the Holy Land."

"As far as Su knows, there are very few people who have crossed the catastrophe in the world. Except for the old man, the old man is the old man. In the 21 states, only the Holy Land can have someone with such noble temperament..."

Ji Nanjue's vermilion lips parted, the coldness in her eyes gradually disappeared, and then she looked at Su Bei with a strange expression, listening to his methodical analysis there.

Suddenly, an inexplicable idea came to my mind: what would Yaoyan think if he knew that he was being regarded as her?

Seeing the woman in front of him staring at him silently, Su Bei thought he must have guessed right, and couldn't help but gasp in his heart.