Two people listen carefully, Wang Yi wary way, "is there a voice, should not be what monster?"
However, Lu Bizhi pondered, "this voice is not like a wild animal, but like..."
several people look at each other and have a guess in their heart, "are there other disciples falling into this space?"
While they were talking, the voice was getting closer and closer.
Obviously is again ordinary but slight footstep sound, actually seems to step on several people's heart, even the body also involuntarily nervous.
Under the dim light, the sound of footsteps approached, and a figure of a person was looming.
Lu Bizhi clenched the sword in his hand.
The familiar outline is more and more clear. The dark eyes don't take any waves. The steps under the feet are walking in this direction, and there is a woman in the pale gold Xiangyun fairy skirt in her arms.
"Is it you?" Sun Jingyun can't help but stare.
Wang Yi couldn't help saying, "younger martial brother..."
Lu Bi took a breath from his heart and said with a smile, "who should I be?" His eyes fell on the woman in the other party's arms, "what? Isn't your master dying to protect you? "
A word stabbed to the end of the nerve, Yan Rong suddenly raised his eyes, the line of sight gloomy looked at the past.
Lu Bizhi was slightly stunned by his eyes. He could not help but step back. Then he beca angry and said, "waste is waste! Your master is also a fool! If you leave other disciples alone, you are a waste
Just as he was about to go on, a sword ran across his face.
Lu Bizhi scread bitterly. He touched his face and found that it had been cut. He pointed at the banquet and swore, "you..." the rest of the words stuck in his throat.
One side of sun Jingyun's face showed a little frightened expression, looking at the other side of the body out of the dark fire, and that pair of dark eyes, incoherent way, "what are you?"
Wang Yi was so scared that all the worries and anxieties that he had buried in his heart all burst out in this mont. He repeatedly stepped back and said, "don't bla , younger martial brother. Don't bla . If you want to bla, bla why you are born to be a natural talent."
He started to turn around and run back like crazy.
Yan Rong gave him a faint look, and then set his eyes on the two people. His voice was calm and said, "elder martial brother, Third Elder martial sister, so accounts should be calculated."
Sun Jingyun, holding the magic weapon in his hand, couldn't help sneering, "by your false spirit root?"
They are not golden elixir cultivation. Naturally, they don't know that today's banquet appearance has beco a real double spirit root, only when the other party is still that waste.
Lu Bizhi covered his face which had lost a piece of at and said with hatred, "Yan Rong, today I will kill you!"
While they were talking, they made a direct attack by offering magic weapons.
Yan Rong raised his eyes, looked at him with dark eyes and moved his body.
...
SUN Jingyun has no ti to care what her elder martial brother looks like now. Her whole body is full of blood, and she keeps climbing back, begging for rcy. "Younger martial brother, elder martial sister is wrong. Please look at the past and let her go."
The whole body was shaking. Even if she died, she didn't expect that the banquet was just falling into this space, and it beca so powerful. Sun Jingyun was jealous and hated, but more still afraid.
She can only be constantly afraid to move, while begging for rcy.
Yan Rong tone light way, "elder martial sister, did you rember that I was also begging you at the beginning."
Sun Jingyun, of course, rembers that his younger martial brother is full of pain and pleading, asking them not to treat him like this.
Now, one by one is still on them.
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