Cannon fodder apprentice counter attack system

Everyone's eyes have been placed in front of monk Xicheng.

And the monk Xicheng was as pale as Patriarch Yulan. She couldn't believe what the young monk in front of her said was true, but if she didn't explain it this way, then why did Patriarch Yulan ask her to look for the child who escaped from Fuxi Mountain?

It turned out that the man in front of him was that child.

She suddenly felt that her extravagant hopes were really ridiculous. All the hopes in her heart were wrongly bet. It was nothing but joy for nothing.

I thought that as long as I have enough strength, I can also motivate Qilin.

Hahahaha, I am really pathetic and ridiculous.

It's sad that I have sacrificed everything for such a slim hope for so many years, it's ridiculous how many people's blood I have stained for the sake of Patriarch Yulan, and how many filthy men I have committed myself to for so many years.

She suddenly thought of her miserable child, the crystallization of her mating with Patriarch Yulan, the child that she had flown down the river since she was born, leaving him to fend for himself.All of a sudden, I felt that everything was wrong, so wrong.

Cultivator Xicheng looked blankly at Patriarch Yulan who was sitting in the deep pit. Patriarch Yulan had never loved her, and Patriarch Yulan didn't even know that he had given birth to a son for him.

Patriarch Yulan had a threatening look on his face at this moment, obviously trying to shut up the cultivators of Xicheng.

Cultivator Xicheng suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a self-deprecating smile.Then said softly: "You are right."

These words immediately made everyone fix their eyes on her sitting on the ground in disbelief.

Cultivator Xicheng hugged Master Xingxuan in his arms, and then began to gently twist the man's hair. "I can understand why you killed Patriarch Yuqiu. It turns out that you killed Patriarch Yuqiu's hiding place."

"But I never thought that Patriarch Yuqiu would not even tell you the hiding place of his compatriot brother even to death, so you have to find ways to wait for the owner who has pure Yang Qi again... Then, you have waited."

Patriarch Yulan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he squeezed out a word. "Nonsense."

But it is clear that some people's beliefs have begun to crumble.

But at this time, someone suddenly came to report.In an instant, that person caught the attention of everyone present, and his whole body began to feel strange, and he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet. However, the news he brought was too important and had to be decided by the head of the house, so he swallowed. Swallowing, in an environment where everyone was quiet, he continued intermittently: "The Tourmaline Sect... breaks through the knots and boundaries, and starts... approaching our Jiuhuatian!"

"What?!" This wave was not over, and another wave came up again, which made Mo Qing's blood surge.

His mind is in a mess now. Killing his fellow disciples is a mortal crime, and it is also the most shameless kind of person they have, but precisely, their most respected Patriarch Yulan actually did such a heinous crime.

But at this time, when the monks with relatively high cultivation bases in the sect heard about it, how could they act as if nothing happened, and naturally it was impossible to make excuses.

Even at the level of the patriarch, if you do something wrong, you will be guilty of the same crime as the common people.

And at this time, the Tourmaline Sect actually launched an offensive against them, and all the high-strength monks have been hit by the facts in front of them. How could it be possible to display [-]% of their usual strength?

Even he himself was almost moved by this fact.

Seeing that everyone was standing still, Wang Junsheng hooked the corners of his lips, and then directly attacked Patriarch Yulan on the ground when everyone didn't realize that the situation had changed.

Patriarch Yulan turned over and managed to avoid his sword energy, but before he could let out a breath to relax, he saw the unicorn coming from the sky, raised its hind foot, and kicked him back Wang Junsheng's feet.

Wang Junsheng stepped on Patriarch Yulan's body, and then slammed down hard, and the long sword came to him in an instant.

Patriarch Yulan used all his strength to lift Wang Junsheng's restraint and saved his life, but after all, he had fought Yaoqi for a long time before, and at this moment his physical strength was also weak, and he began to feel that his Qi and blood were not stable.

Yao Qi used Taoism, the scalding fire and the earth wall that rose from the ground wrapped Patriarch Yulan together, trying to roast him to death.

At this moment in Jiuhuatian, the cultivators of Jiuhuatian are actually indifferent. It should be said that they have already begun to shake the way they understand.They no longer knew whether the Patriarch Yulan they respected was the person they admired, or the villain that the man in black said.

Patriarch Yulan wanted to absorb all the fire-type Taoism, but found that the fire could not be extinguished.If it is said that the fire is divided into grades, then although his fire is also an extremely high-level type, it is still much inferior to the flames in this wall of fire.

Qilin fire, how can ordinary fire be able to compete?

"Let's go." Seeing that Patriarch Yulan obviously lost the ability to fight again, Wang Junsheng said lazily to Qilin immediately.After a while, Qilin quickly returned to Wang Junsheng's side, and quickly left the surrounding area of ​​Jiuhuatian with Wang Junsheng.

In just half a day, earth-shaking changes took place in Jiuhuatian, but the troublemaker disappeared in front of them with their Jiuhuatian captives.

The wall of fire has not been extinguished, and it is obvious that it will not be extinguished in a short time.

The woman in red looked blankly at the blazing earthen wall in front of her. She touched the hair of the man in her arms, took out an iron dagger, and stabbed it into her chest.

Blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, she slowly closed her eyes, quietly paralyzed on the man's body, and fell into a deep sleep.

The few people who were important to her in her life have disappeared into the world, so there is no need for her to support herself.

Patriarch Yulan, I have finally escaped the cage of your love, Daoist Xingxuan, I finally don't hate you anymore.

In the melee, Mo Xiaosong, who had once opposed Wang Junsheng, died, and Du Bo, who had never said a word, also passed away peacefully.One died under Yao Qi's claws, and the other died from accidental injuries of his compatriots in the melee.

However, no matter which method of death, it is the same death.

The flames of war at the foot of Jiuhua Tianshan have already ignited, but at this moment, Jiuhuatian is unable to fight against it.

Master Mo Qing looked at the casualties in front of him, and found sadly that only three of the ten Jiuhua Heavenly Masters were left.

In this battle, Jiuhuatian suffered heavy casualties, which shook the foundation. The enemy was only one person, but there were no casualties.

"Master?" The monk who reported the letter called out tremblingly, obviously stunned by what happened suddenly, and didn't react until now.

He stared at the cruel scene in front of him in shock, "This...is..."

Master Mo Qing looked at the wall of fire, trying to extinguish it, but he couldn't.He could only watch helplessly as the ancestor with the strongest cultivation in Jiuhuatian was buried in the wall of fire.

He turned around and said to the stunned crowd: "There is still one more battle, if there is no one, Jiuhuatian will be wiped out!"

Everyone regained their thoughts a little because of this sentence, and finally turned their attention to the head.

"Go down the mountain, stop it." The headmaster said, enduring the pain in his heart. "This hatred, we have to swallow it in our stomachs."

"Yes!" There was a suppressed whimpering voice, but it was extremely loud.

**

The spring rains are always continuous, and the weather is also good or bad.

The day before was still clear and clear, but the next day might be overcast with gusty winds and heavy rain.

Wang Junsheng took his master, who was only wearing a thin coat in his arms, flying all the way east to Yujian.He wanted to put on some warm clothes for Master, but found that in order to put some treasures in his ring space, he had discarded the only warm clothes.

He could only hold Yao Qi tighter to prevent Yao Qi from getting cold.

Qilin had already returned to his sea of ​​consciousness, and for a moment, there were only two people left in the sea of ​​clouds.

Looking at the handsome man who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, Wang Junsheng felt a burst of warmth gushing out.

His fingers slowly slid across the face that was almost blurred in his memory, feeling an unspeakable sense of loss.

In the sea of ​​clouds, the sound was almost washed away by the strong wind. Yao Qi was also in a coma and couldn't hear what he said at all, but Wang Junsheng couldn't help but kept telling the man in his arms what he had been doing for so many years. experience.

He said. "Master, I have lived there for 900 years, and I miss you every day and night. In the first year, I miss you, in the tenth year, I miss you, in the 100th year, I miss you... I don't know why I love you so much."

"When I saw you in such a mess, I was really anxious, and really wanted to slaughter Jiuhuatian, but fortunately you were here, which made me feel at ease."

"Master, this time, I will never let you go, you know? I will never let you go. The devil energy in my body has been fused by me, and I won't be able to control it anymore... I will always be good with you."

"But I won't tell you this kind of mood, who told me... not to love you more than you love me?" Wang Junsheng smiled softly, sliding his fingers across Yao Qi's cheeks, and slipping into his underwear He felt guilty, then touched his chest, and then reluctantly withdrew his hand.

Yao Qi seemed to hear Wang Junsheng's call in his sleep, and opened his eyes slightly, but seeing Wang Junsheng was still by his side, he felt relieved again and fell asleep.

"Hehe." Wang Junsheng was made even more itchy by his little action. After thinking about it for so many years, the thoughts gathered every year, and he was almost sick. If it weren't for his strong control, controlling the kind of Yao Qi swallowed the emptiness in his stomach, he was really afraid that he would do something that would hurt Yao Qi.

A full 900 years, but how many years have passed outside?

900 years... 900 years... is not a long time for a cultivator, but just to restrain his thoughts, Wang Junsheng gave his best.

"Yaoqi, when you wake up, I'll take you to see my apprentice."

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