After I was dressed as an Immortal Venerable Dao Companion, I was forcibly robbed by my apprentice

Lu Yan took out the photo mirror from the storage ring.

This thing is similar in shape to the thousand-mile sound transmission mirror, but slightly larger than the sound transmission mirror.And the function is only to transfer and save the picture taken by the photo stone.

Lu Yan looked at the picture in the photo mirror.

In the dark secret room, only the blood magic circle emits a strange red light, and there are steady footsteps gradually approaching, and then the lights in the secret room are lit up, making it clear and bright for the eyes.

Yang Zheng's figure passed by, wearing white clothes and wearing jade on his waist, still the image of the exiled immortal admired by thousands of people.

He went straight to the side of the blood magic circle, squatted down and put his palms on the magic circle to feel it carefully, and immediately the corners of his lips curled up, as if he was very satisfied.

Yang Zheng walked into the formation, and sat cross-legged on the blood magic formation with eerie blood.

After he made the formula, he activated the magic circle, and the entire secret room was filled with blood.An invisible power surged out of the magic circle, was sucked into Yang Zun's body and turned into his power.

The momentum in the secret room was rising steadily, and the photo stone couldn't bear the pressure, and made a soft "click".

Lu Yan frowned suddenly, feeling bad.

Sure enough, Yang Zheng noticed this slight movement.

He suddenly opened his eyes, got up and walked out from the blood, looked around, and found the place where the sound was made just now.

He went directly to the crevice of the mountain wall where the shadow stone was hidden, rubbed his perception on the mountain wall, and found the existence of the shadow stone.

Yang Zheng raised his hand and squeezed out the photo stone, which was facing his face.

There was no trace of tenderness on this face with a gentle smile in the past.Yang Zheng's expression was indifferent, his pupils were as black as ink.

He stared down at the photo stone, his eyes became deeper and deeper, like a bottomless pool of water, cold and unpredictable.

Lu Yan saw his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

A moment later, the corner of Yang Zheng's mouth curled into a sneer, and he crushed the photo stone with his fingers.

The small stone engraved with the technique of taking photos turned into powder, and when Yang Zheng loosened his fingers, the powder flew down from his hand.It fell on the ground and mixed with the dust, and could no longer be found.

The blood in the secret room hadn't faded, Yang Zheng stood on the spot and rubbed his fingertips lightly.There was no panic on his face, he just showed a smile of unknown meaning, and murmured softly: "Has it been discovered yet?"

He turned around and returned to the magic circle, the power rushed towards him like a tide, and was absorbed by Yang Zheng in the blink of an eye.

The blood light dimmed, Yang Zheng flew out, and went directly to the other direction of the peak.

the other side.

Lu Yan saw that the picture on the photo mirror stopped abruptly, and he couldn't see any pictures after that.Knowing that Yang Zheng had noticed something, he immediately called Xie Shuhan's thousand-mile sound transmission mirror.

Xie Shuhan has gotten used to Lu Yan coming to talk to him from time to time in the past two days, so he answered quickly, "What's the matter?"

Xie Shuhan was in the bedroom, he had just put on his wedding dress.While looking down at this festive red body, he talked to Lu Yan: "Is there anything novel that you want to tell me?"

"Master, it's Yang Zheng who has changed." Lu Yan said in a deep voice:

"Yang Zheng just used the blood magic circle and absorbed the power inside. He is even stronger now, mistress, remember to beware of him!"

Xie Shuhan was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized: "Okay."

Yang Zheng has already begun to strengthen his strength, and he will act soon.

Xie Shuhan was vigilant, wanted to find Shen Huaimeng and told him, now he can't be left alone and caught by Yang Zheng.

Since the man's identity had not been revealed yet, when he was about to change into his wedding dress, he made an excuse to get the little pigeon spirit out.

Xie Shuhan sent a voice transmission to Shen Huaimeng, but there was no response.Without thinking too much at the moment, I turned around and went out to look for it.

His thousand-mile sound-transmitting mirror has not lost contact, and Lu Yan's voice is still coming: "Master, remember to take care, and be careful of Yang Zheng. I will set off to return to the clan..."

Lu Yan's voice paused slightly, and became a little hoarse: "Master, wait for me."

Xie Shuhan couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."

He reached out to open the bedroom door, but there was a sudden "squeak" and Xie Shuhan opened it one step at a time.

Yang Zheng stood outside the door, wearing a jade crown and white clothes, holding a folding fan.He had a warm smile on his face: "Watch out for Yang Zheng? Teacher wait for me?"

Yang Zheng walked in slowly.

He approached Xie Shuhan step by step, and Xie Shuhan retreated step by step.After seeing Xie Shuhan's resisting action, Yang Zheng stopped, "Zhaozhao, you and I are close relatives. Why should you be wary of me?"

His eyes moved down and landed on the thousand-mile sound transmission mirror in Xie Shuhan's hand, the smile on his face gradually faded: "I used to only know that Lu Yan was too close to you, but I didn't know..."

Yang Zheng raised his eyes to look at Xie Shuhan: "It turns out that you have been so close to Lu Yan behind my back."

Xie Shuhan pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Yang Zheng twirled the closed folding fan in his hand.This is his talisman, and it is like an arm and a finger.

Before Xie Shuhan noticed his movements, a wave of spiritual power struck and shattered the thousand-mile sound-transmitting mirror. The magic weapon was damaged and lost its effectiveness in an instant.

Xie Shuhan glanced at the broken lens on the ground from the corner of his eye, looked up at Yang Zheng, and fixed his eyes on his next move.

"Master, wait for me?" Yang Zheng chewed on this sentence repeatedly, and he let out a chuckle from his throat, "Zhao Zhao, I am the one who is married to you, and I am the one who made the marriage contract with you."

Yang Zheng said softly, "How can you say such things to other men?"

He acted like a lost heartbroken man who was betrayed by his wife.Xie Shuhan watched his performance quietly, and said loudly: "Is it really me who made a marriage contract with you?"

Yang Zheng was startled, and looked up at Xie Shuhan seriously.

His frail and virtuous fiancée showed her sharp claws to him for the first time.Yang Zheng was a little surprised, and looked at him with admiration: "It seems that you know a lot."

"But Zhaozhao, the world can learn from my love for you." Yang Zheng stretched out his hand to caress Xie Shuhan's cheek, Xie Shuhan naturally refused, and the two had a confrontation in the blink of an eye.

Xie Shuhan took out the most convenient sword in his daily sword practice as a magical weapon, and Yang Zheng's arm was cut by him without checking for a moment.

Xie Shuhan left immediately with one move, retreated a few steps to distance himself from Yang Zheng, the long sword lay across in front of him, and the blood-stained blade rolled down dripping.

The redundant expressions on Yang Zheng's face disappeared. He had a serious face, and his eyes were fixed on the long sword with a silvery white light.

He leaned forward again, and when they were fighting, the fan bone knocked on the sword, and only heard a "click", and the sword broke into two pieces, and fell to the ground with a bang.

This long sword is not considered a good magic weapon, let alone the natal magic weapon that Xie Shuhan has been honing and tempering since his practice.

It's normal to not be able to bear the blow of Yang Zheng's natal magic weapon, the folding fan.Xie Shuhan's face remained unchanged, and he decisively threw away the broken sword in his hand.

And Yang Zheng destroyed the magic weapon in Xie Shuhan's hand, and he didn't show any superfluous expression.His eyes were cold and gloomy: "When did you learn the sword?"

"Isn't it good to learn the sword?" Xie Shuhan laughed, his face was beautiful, and he said with a smile: "The sword is like a golden weapon, and it has a sharp air. I temper my body and soul with swordsmanship, and you will devour my body and soul in the future Wouldn't it be nice to let you taste the taste of pricking your mouth?"

Yang Zheng's eyes suddenly darkened, and he heard from these words that Xie Shuhan knew a lot.So he stopped talking nonsense and went straight to take Xie Shuhan down.

Xie Shuhan tore off the jade pendant from his waist, before his cultivation during the tribulation period was exposed, the imposing coercion crushed towards Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng's complexion changed slightly, and his gaze towards Xie Shuhan became colder and colder.He obviously didn't expect Xie Shuhan to hide so many secrets.

The Xianzun couple, who were extremely loving in front of the public, tore their faces and fought violently behind the scenes.

Once the bedroom that was originally thought to be spacious became a battlefield, it seemed narrow.

Xie Shuhan's talent is extremely high, he has all kinds of sword moves at his fingertips, and he can fight Yang Zheng evenly.But after all, he didn't experience too much experience, and he lost to Yang Zheng's sophistication in fighting skills for thousands of years.

The two fought for a long time, smashing everything in the bedroom to pieces, even punching a big hole in the wall.Finally, Xie Shuhan lost a little in a single move, and was at a disadvantage.

Yang Zheng took advantage of his illness to kill him, capturing Xie Shuhan was like a nail piercing his wrist.

Xie Shuhan's pupils trembled violently, and he suppressed the painful murmur in his throat, his face was pale, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

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