Chapter 721

Yin Feng is the guard of Castle Peak, a big thing in Tongtian territory, the main player of Tongtian killing array, and a great existence.

But no matter how great it is, once it dies, there is only one skeleton left.

If its remains remain.

The dead Yin Feng was covered with frost, just like a pheasant or golden pheasant just picked out from the snow, but her tail was longer.

In the mouths of those diners, it is only a material that can be used for stewing or frying.

The middle-aged man ignored the diners and continued to walk forward. Behind him came the voice of inquiry and unwilling anger.

Those voices became comments on the current world situation, from the marriage between the state and the public in Chaoge city to the new reconstruction of Shangzhou City, and even mentioned a few things about the spiritual world.

"I want to inquire about someone." I don't know when, the middle-aged man walked back to the front of the food shop, looked at the merchants and asked.

A businessman looked at the middle-aged man, smiled and said, "exchange the pheasant in your hand?"

The middle-aged man said, "if you can't eat, you will die."

The merchant smiled angrily and said, "the monks of Guocheng Temple dare to eat meat secretly. Why can't we eat it?"

Another businessman saw that the middle-aged man had extraordinary bearing and was obviously not an ordinary hunter. He rounded up and said, "I don't know your name. What do you want to ask?"

"I'll call Xi Lai..."

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to finish his words, the businessman in front laughed and said, "where does this false name come from? This is Dongyi Road, but all people who come here come from the west?"

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Middle aged people do call Xi Lai.

Yes, he is the Xihai sword God who left Chaotian mainland for more than 100 years.

In that distant land, he was the chief swordsman of the church.

He never gave a sword for the church because it was not worth it.

Until a few days ago, he found that the uplifted sea suddenly fell. He knew that something great had happened to Chaotian continent and suddenly moved his heart.

On his way home, he met Yin Feng who had just died. For some reason, he used great magic to seal up Yin Feng's body without letting it dissipate between heaven and earth.

It is puzzling that several traders in the food shop are not dead.

He went to a sect in Dongyi road and easily found out what had happened in Chaotian mainland.

He was not interested in the events that shook the world, whether it was the wild hope of Taiping immortal, the ambition of Bai immortal, the cheated immortal, or the reclamation feat of the last practitioners.

He only cares where well nine has gone.

When he came back this time, he wanted to test his sword with Jing Jiu, but the other party suddenly disappeared. How can this be?

He left Dongyi road and began to look for Jing Jiu in Chaotian mainland. With the Yin Feng in his hand, he looked like a lonely hunter from Jingbei township.

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Xihai sword God was the most powerful practitioner in Chaotian mainland, which was similar to his master, the ancestor of Wudao.

If Liu CI hadn't seriously injured him with a sword, how could he leave Chaotian so easily.

After a lapse of more than 100 years, he returned to Chaotian mainland again. I don't know what kind of state he has reached.

Zhao Layue didn't know that such a strong man was looking for Jing Jiu. She was still looking for a way to wake Jing Jiu up.

After leaving Juye City, she went to the 3000 courtyard outside Dayuan city.

The nuns in the nunnery watched her coming and quickly withdrew the array. They didn't dare to look at her at all.

When she came to the corridor where the morning light dispersed, she walked into the round window Zen room. She put Jing Jiu beside Bai Zao.

In those days, the silk was about to disappear, and Bai Zao's face was exposed. It was still as beautiful and moving as in those days.

Zhao La Yue looked at that face for a long time, and some inexplicable emotions arose in her heart, which was that she couldn't think clearly.

More than 100 years have passed since the battle of Chaoge City, but it's only a moment for her, isn't it?

She grabbed the dusty messy short hair, stopped thinking about these things, took off Jing Jiu's clothes rudely, looked at the wound on her waist for a moment, and took some silk from Bai Zao's face.

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That night, she finished her work, crossed the round window to the lake, put her hand into the lake and washed it carefully.

Qing'er waved her transparent wings, stopped on a branch by the lake, looked at her and said, "are you sure it works?"

Zhao Layue was silent for a moment and said, "if cause and effect is a line, maybe it can be connected?"

Qing'er said, "you know it's not the case, and should you wash your hands before sewing him, not at this time?"

Zhao Layue waved her hand impatiently and said, "I can't sew needlework. Do you want to expect me to sew more beautiful?"

Qing'er knew that she was in a bad mood. She also wanted to coax her to be happy by washing her hands. She sighed faintly and flew into the meditation room. She has seen the situation of Jing Jiu. It is really different from the time when she slept in Chaoge city. The spirit can't be led to the Qingtian Jian, and she can't find any way in the Qingtian Jian. Suddenly there was a sound of falling into the water outside the window. Qing'er turned her head and saw Zhao Layue jump into the lake. Of course she didn't want to kill herself. A Kendo strongman at the peak of breaking the sea can't be drowned by the lake, even if the lake is a green lake. Zhao Layue took a serious bath in the lake, especially her hair. Then she sat on the stone bench by the lake with her knees all night. The next morning, she went into the meditation room and confirmed that Jing Jiu didn't wake up. She said to Qing'er, "please inform Qingshan that we're going back and send someone to pick it up." Qing'er noticed that her eyes were a little red. She obviously cried and didn't dare to say more. She fluttered her wings and flew out of the window The middle-aged man carried the dead Yin Feng and calculated the whereabouts of Jing Jiu while walking towards the mainland. When he came to the outside of Chaoge City, he took a look at the wild flowers on the ground and understood the current situation of Jing Jiu. The one who can solve the problem is in the snow field. He goes to the snow field and just passes by Dayuan city. There were traces of green birds flying in the sky. He looked up and said, "it's here." At the end of the stream, he walked into the nunnery and saw the solitary grave. He didn't understand why there was a mortal buried here. The large array of three thousand yards naturally gives birth to induction, and countless smells emanate from the flower trees on the lake to the bluestones in front of the bridge. However, those breath could not touch his body at all, so they were chopped up. Zhao Layue appeared on the other side of the bridge and looked at the figure of the middle-aged man. Her expression changed slightly. She tore off a section of her sleeve, tied her hair, and walked to the bridge“ Are you back? " The middle-aged man said, "yes." Feeling the strong sword meaning between heaven and earth, listening to these two simple conversations, the nuns in the nunnery guessed the identity of the middle-aged man, shocked and shouted: "Xihai sword God! You're still alive! "“ He's still alive. Just call me West. " The middle-aged man looked at the Zen room beyond the bridge. Zhao Layue was surprised by his reaction. She looked at him carefully. She didn't know what to think. Her eyes suddenly became bright and asked, "your realm is higher than before?" Xilai looked at her bright mirror like eyes, slightly raised her eyebrows and said, "your talent is really high, but you are far from my opponent. The fighting spirit in this situation is almost rude."“ I don't want to fight you. " Zhao Layue looked at him with expectation and said, "you are so high now. Is there any way to wake him up?" West to some speechless, think of the East Yi Road that a few businessmen, thought more than 100 years did not come back, Chaotian mainland people are crazy? This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.