Chapter 3422

"I really didn't mean to find you these two times." the demon girl smiled low: "I didn't expect to meet you in the end. How do you say a word, fate?"

"Aren't you the most important practitioners of Taoism?" demon Xiu was not serious: "why don't I talk about fate with Xianjun?"

"Aren't you?" Yu Chen stared at her, white and aloof and indifferent. A good question was read into a statement by him, and even the tone was always maintained at a level.

It was quiet for a while.

She's really not.

I have to say that the immortal gentleman is really sharp, and even a casual title in his words will be caught.

"I didn't say I wasn't."

She looked at the man standing high in white frost. She had never seen anyone wear white clothes like this. It was solemn and almost rigid and sharp. It seemed that he was born like this. It only made people feel that he should always be high in the altar and should not be blasphemed.

But dyeing white is different.

She prefers to pull people down from the altar.

The girl tilted her head and smiled. In the next second, she suddenly jumped into the air, flew to the direction of Yu Chen, and easily fell behind Xianjun.

At that moment, the fierce wind whispered, and the silver white scabbard directly against her neck, only an inch away.

The cold breath was like frost and snow. She didn't avoid it. The sword was not out of its scabbard. She saw Xianjun's white and slender fingers along the scabbard, then smiled, stretched out her hand and pressed it on the scabbard, pushed it away a little, and slowly said, "Xianjun's array is not very good."

Yu Chen held the sword in one hand. After stopping for two seconds, he coldly took back Xueji. He didn't say that she was the only one who broke the array he set up, but said coldly, "leave."

"That's a pity." ranbai thought for a moment and said frankly, "Xuanqing sect's worship ceremony recently. Maybe Xianjun can see me every day in the future."

Xianjun said quietly, "you're not suitable."

"How does Xianjun know that I'm not suitable." the demon Xiu half hung his lips lazily, "maybe duanyuan peak lacks someone like me."

Yu Chen didn't respond. He looked cold and went forward with one hand.

Ran Bai followed Xianjun. She was a little lazy and perverse. She suddenly stretched out two fingers and pulled off the sleeves of Xianjun walking in front. The snow cuffs were embroidered with silver lines. "It's said that Yuchen Xianjun never accepted disciples. Why don't you think about it?"

Yu Chen paused. He coldly took out his sleeves and spit out two words: "No."

Dyed white gave a cry, and then said surprisingly, "do you accept the master?"

“……”

Yu Chen doesn't speak, and dyeing white is not surprising.

She just didn't plan to leave. She finally broke the array and saw people. It was too bad to go.

On duanyuan peak, ran Bai had never seen a third living man except the two of them.

She said lazily, "Xian Jun is alone?"

Yu Chen was silent and ignored.

He went to the opposite side. Ran Bai didn't know where Yu Chen was going. He knew that he saw the empty and quiet bamboo forest a quarter of an hour later, far away from the Qionglou Yuyu, a different kind of distant artistic conception.

Ran Bai could see that there was a transmission array hidden in the bamboo forest. She sneered and pulled her lower lip. The corner of her lip was hooked with a specious arc: "just come to Xianjun and drive me away?"

"You're trespassing." the Immortal King in white is solemn and upright. He's holding a sword with one hand, like a green pine.

The demon girl stared at him for two seconds inexplicably. There was no expression on Xianjun's face. The delicate bone was cold. But what the world noticed at the first sight was not his face, but his always solemn and high air.

It contains the power of the road.

He didn't care about what had happened in the peach forest before, and he didn't mention it at all.

"Xian Jun is very generous." the girl said coldly.

Ranbai doesn't know whether Yu Chen understands what she's saying, but Xianjun looks like a wave.

At the back of duanyuan peak, there are several rabbits with spiritual knowledge. They are as white as a ball, right around them.

One of the rabbits tilted his ears, and his red eyes looked at ran Bai ignorant. It was the one he chased before ran Bai.

Yu Chen's mind moved slightly, and the bamboo forest instantly tore the space, showing the color of chaos, like a vortex in the depths of the universe, and the stars were unfathomable.

He said plainly, "it will send you to the position before breaking into the broken abyss peak."

The place where the space was transmitted was only one step away from the dyed white position. She said with an unidentified sound. She picked up a rabbit and held it directly in her arms. The rabbit had spiritual consciousness. When she realized that the person in front had no dangerous intention and was not afraid of life, she lay ignorant in the girl's arms.

"Xianjun -" ranbai shouted. Her tone dragged and pulled. She always looked like a smile. She seemed a little careless provocation and was very arrogant.

Yu Chen looks at her.

Ranbai frowns at Xianjun and suddenly throws the rabbit in her arms to Yuchen!

An action without warning, without any intention in advance.

At the moment when Yu Chen caught the rabbit off guard, a section of red damask appeared and was directly wrapped around Xianjun's wrist. The blood red color set off his cold and white complexion and the sense of abstinence was beautiful, while dyed white's hand was hooked on the other end of the red damask. She pulled hard, and then quickly stepped back, Another empty finger immediately hooked Xianjun's snow-white waist seal in yuchenwei, and fell back with people!

The space torn transmission hole swallowed up the figures of the two people, and the star awn gradually disappeared. The two people disappeared in an instant. There was no one in the bamboo forest, only the sound of wind and fallen leaves. Just now the position where they stood was empty, the rotating star awn transmission hole gradually disappeared, and finally broke into countless quicksand without leaving any trace.

…

And in the location of the trial mirror,

I don't know how long it took.

"Someone broke the test record three years ago!" the disciple looked at the mirror excitedly. He got up the next second. "I'll pick up the person."

Just as he just stood up, he was put on his shoulder by a pair of slender hands and pressed them down.

Disciple:???

I'm at a loss.

Turning to the owner of the hand, he was even more confused. He didn't know what he had done wrong and shouted, "senior brother?"

Dusk CI pressed the boy's shoulder and didn't let him move. He pressed the man on the seat, then picked up the sword and straightened up. He was tall and oppressive. Although he smiled, he also felt a sense of distance.

"Elder martial brother, just go," he said lightly, "don't bother younger martial brother."

The disciple said, "it's not troublesome..."

Dusk Ci was very patient and said slowly, "trouble."

Disciple: "

If Mu Ci's accomplishments were not very high, he might suspect that today's senior brother might be possessed by evil. Why is it so inexplicable?

In the end, I resigned.

Jingmo stepped on the last knot of jade to the mountain. Her eyebrows were cold and her eyes were dark. Her white clothes explained her cool temperament incisively and vividly.