Mine, don’t move (1)

The master of Jiutun Mountain saw Ziying not even looking at him, staying beside the broken-arm Wulinggen, and knowing Yan Yan, a trace of sadness flashed across his dull and serious face.

Ever since he and Lord Purple Grass Mountain fought for her, every time she saw him he was either cold and polite, or evasive and distant.

If she disdains him, why should he ask for it?

He laughed to himself, turned around and left the stands.

The rest of the disciples followed, but Dan Ya stood on the stage, like a crane in the wind, with an elegant posture and an elegant speech.

I saw the group of people from Wumeishan followed Taoist Zhiyang and walked down to the school ground happily, walking towards Liujiang Fusheng like flying away, but I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, leaving Master Gu Jun alone in the stands ten feet above the ground.

superior.

The grandstand extending from the cliff was square and angular, with no ladders or steps. It had only one section facing outwards. It did not lean on the cliff when going up or touch the ground when going down. She would not have been able to get down without the flying monks to take her there.

Gee, it's quite pitiful to see her alone like this.

A trace of love rose up in his usually cold heart. The corners of his beautiful mouth slightly curved, and a blue light came to him, and he flew down in front of her.

He sighed softly: "Look, these people were standing with you one moment, but abandoned you the next second, and I am the only one paying attention to you at all times."

Gu Junshi thought to himself that compared with the people he mentioned, he, a weasel who paid New Year greetings to the rooster, was only half as good.

She said two words calmly: "There's no rush."

There were many people with ulterior motives on every street in the school, so she didn't want to go down there and join in the fun. She wanted to stay here, where the mountains were high, the wind was clear, and she felt at ease.

Danya stared at her side face, which was as smooth as the undulating lines of the mountains, her leisurely posture, and in the slightly drunken breeze, she had a sense of transparency that was about to become an immortal.

Frankly speaking, her appearance is balanced by a cold and deep temperament, not too soft and gentle, like ice cubes, like a stone, not like a beautiful and seductive woman.

He didn't know when his eyesight became blind, but he felt that when he looked at her, he felt a sense of pity.

He looked polite and reserved, but in fact he was free to move and extremely daring. He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her waist, neither loose nor tight: "Do you want me to take you down?"

He thought that she had never greeted him with a smile, and he felt unbalanced after having her warm face pressed against him for a long time, so he approached her beautiful ear and said, "If you say something soft, I will take you down."

At this time, everyone's attention was on the school field. No one would look here specifically. He wanted to get close to her and touch her.

——Under the eyes of Liujiang Fusheng.

When he thought of this, the darkness in his heart emerged, and his eyes became hot, trembling with blasphemy.

Last night, Liujiang Fusheng stayed at her place and did not return all night.

Oh.

He is really proud of himself.

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Liujiang Fusheng saw Taoist Zhiyang, a short man, bringing a group of tall disciples to the school grounds. Taoist Zhiyang smiled, his eyebrows were crowded, and he looked a little wretched. He was obviously very satisfied with Liujiang Fusheng's performance in the first battle.

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The only dissatisfaction is that he lacks actual combat skills and needs to practice more with others to gain experience, otherwise the sword will not easily hurt him.

The direct disciples of Wumeishan all looked up to their junior brother with admiration. Not only was his talent astonishing, but his profound understanding of the way of the sword was also the envy of others.

That original move, the Heavenly Star Rain Sword Formation, is simply stunning!

Liujiang Fusheng saw Crow Crow and a group of people gathered around him eagerly. Some of the inner disciples who wanted to come to "learn the scriptures" to get close to him didn't leave either. Fangrui approached with a gentle and considerate face, taking out the medicine for wounds, but Master Gu Jun was not seen.

Seeing that his clear and cold eyes seemed to be looking for someone, Chang Wei exclaimed in annoyance: "It's over, I forgot my brother and sister in the stands."

Previously, everyone was focused on the joy of their junior brother's victory in the first battle, and for a moment they forgot that one of them was just a mortal.

At this time, people were still in the stands.

When Liujiang Fusheng saw that they had forgotten his Ah Yi on the stand, his expression became visibly cold.

His eyes swept over the whole week, including Taoist Zhiyang, who all looked embarrassed and avoided it with a guilty conscience, and couldn't help but step aside to open a passage.

He knew that the master had always been dissatisfied with Gu Yi's status as a mortal, but he didn't expect that none of these people would care about him and instead took care of him.

"Master, the master ordered me to accompany my beloved wife. I will return with my wife tonight and will not return to Wumei Mountain."

He bowed to Taoist Zhiyang, stood up, and walked away from the crowd.

As soon as he raised his head, he inadvertently saw Danya and Gu Junshi standing very close to each other.

Click——

The school ground tiles that were still intact even after being punched by the ghost infant giant spirit were now like rotten things under the feet of Liu Jiang Fusheng - they were shattered inch by inch.

The next second, the aurora flashed, and there was no trace of Liujiang Fusheng.

Only a piece of shattered spirit stone brick was left.

Taoist Zhiyang's face turned green and white, and he didn't know whether to raise or lower the corner of his mouth: "He...his anger has allowed the Taoist to see his true hidden strength."

The other disciples were also stunned after being frightened.

As the name suggests, this spiritual stone brick can neutralize all spiritual impacts, because the school ground is a place where Dayan disciples practice martial arts. If ordinary hard stones are used to pave it, it will not be able to withstand the destruction of the monks' techniques.

Now that it can't withstand it, it can only prove that the spiritual power has exceeded the limit it can bear, so that it can cause such devastating damage to it.

Fangrui opened her pale lips slightly and her eyes filled with tears. She tightly grasped the elixir in her hand and turned around angrily to leave.

Out of the corner of her eye, Ziying caught a glimpse of her trembling and uncomfortable back, and then turned to look at the stands. Her face showed no emotion, but instead showed her usual smile.

Ghost Infant's ears were extremely strong, so he naturally heard the "wailing" sound of the ground cracking and being crushed. His heart trembled, and he suddenly believed what the man said - he only used half of his strength, Ghost Infant, you should know

But you have already used 12% of your power.

After all... he underestimated Tianlinggen's strength, because he was so complacent when he succeeded in one attack. It was too ugly to look at him.

But he will never stop there!

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A sharp, cold white light rushed from the sky to the earth, carrying with it the howling wind, like a clear cry that broke through the sky.

The cold wind suddenly blows up, causing pain on the face.

After Kaidan Ya was violently hit by a powerful spiritual force, the remaining power was frosted, and the ground of the platform with open comb scales, and the ice that stretched inch thick on the rock wall, seemed like a lifelike carved ice crystal lotus petal.

The blue and white clothes are swaying in the wind, like a solitary sail floating in the flowing clouds, making them more misty.

A hand that is more translucent and perfect than frost jade skin, with thin fingers and a light coldness, wraps around Gu Junshi's wrist with a strong possessiveness, and moves more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

Only one encounter.

This completely cut off the distance between her and Dan Ya.

No room left, benevolent and decisive.

For a moment, Danran's spiritual power surged in his chest, and his face was frozen. After being slightly stunned, he turned his head and looked forward expressionlessly.

In a land of small size, a pair of beauties stood holding each other in the clouds.

As if there was no one around.
Chapter completed!