Chapter 132 Going up the mountain
"Su Jing is in the realm of bearing the spirit. In this way, his strength can compete with Jin Sheng's uninjured peak. Thinking about it this way, these newly forged mecha warriors on my body We can't compete with him. We can only find another way."
"Jinsheng?" Li Xuan's face twitched. He didn't know why this kid would mention Master Thirteen Swords at this time.
Fang Geyu snorted lightly, his big and smart eyes that seemed to be able to speak were full of sarcasm.
“What’s the use of Scrap Iron’s exclusive title of Thirteen Swords? He’s still in his peak state. Believe it or not, if he’s in his peak state, even if he uses countless sneak attacks and plots against him, Su Jing, in her hands, will definitely come out lying down after ten breaths."
"So strong?" Even Bailian's usually calm temperament couldn't help but be a little shocked.
He had witnessed the power of Jin Sheng's Yuan Sword with his own eyes.
The ordinary cultivator of Yuan Ru Tian Jie is afraid that even the slightest scratch will cause his body to fall apart.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "In this case, even if I borrowed the Yuanli Sword from Jin Sheng, it would be useless."
He also thought about rushing back to the mountains overnight. , asked Jinsheng to borrow his sword, drew the sword to attract thunder, and temporarily forced that person back.
Fang Geyu sneered, feeling that he was too naive.
“Although based on your relationship with Scrap Tie, he may easily lend you the sword, but what if he lends it to you? Once the Yuanli Sword recognizes its owner, no third person in this world can do it. If you pull out this sword, even if you take ten thousand steps back, you can really pull out the Yuanli Sword and trigger the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation. , Su Jing is not afraid of this."
Li Xuan couldn't hold back and raised his right hand again, with a shocked and speechless face: "Wait a minute, this little brother also knows Lord Tianxi Thirteen Swords. Judging from his tone, he sounds familiar?"
Li Jiujiu was also dumbfounded.
What kind of adventures did Xiao An have in the past few months after she was gone? Not only did he meet Fang Geyu, but he was also lucky enough to get to know the legendary Thirteen Swords?
Fang Geyu glanced at Li Jiujiu, knowing in his heart that when a person like Li Xuan chooses a son-in-law, he still has certain requirements for the background and power of the son-in-law.
Si Chen is a good guy. She didn’t want the old guy to embarrass him and Jiujiu too much. She changed her mind and pretended to be careless and said, "Oh, you said Jin Sheng is a piece of scrap iron. That guy is Si Chen." Chen, this boy’s new little brother, is now helping him look after the mountain guard.”
Li Xuan was puzzled: "Well...Miss Fang, don't make random jokes about Tianxi."
Fang Geyu looked at him coolly: "People from Shifang City will make random jokes about this." A joke?”
Li Xuan was shocked and felt that the world was becoming more and more abnormal.
Fang Geyu suddenly said again: "I want to bring Jiujiu back to Shifang City."
Li Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up.
“No!” Li Jiujiu immediately refused: “If I go back to Shifang City with you, wouldn’t it cause you trouble? Although your father and brothers love you, you are the young man of Shifang City after all. City Lord, you cannot offend Tai Xuanzong because I am an outsider."
Fang Geyu narrowed his beautiful eyes: "Everyone in the world is afraid of Su Jing. , I'm not afraid."
Li Jiujiu lowered his head slowly: "But I'm afraid... Su Jing is determined to kill me, and no one can stop me. Shifang City can protect me for a while. , but you can’t protect me for the rest of my life. Ge Yu, I’m extremely grateful that you came today, but I really can’t hurt you. After all, you also have your difficulties.”
Fang Geyu's narrowed eyes relaxed, and her soft eyelashes seemed relaxed and soft, but between her eyebrows, a fierceness that was inconsistent with her age gradually emerged.
"What kind of trouble can I have? Shouldn't I be the person who should have the least trouble in this world?"
Li Jiujiu knew she had touched something she shouldn't have touched. Emotionally, her face turned slightly pale. She pursed her lips and said a little aggrievedly: "Anyway, I don't care, I won't go to ten with you." Fang Cheng, if you force me, I will die here right now."
Fang Geyu looked at her coldly: "What a fool!"
Baili. An did not join in this unsolvable conversation. He thought for a long time alone, calculating silently in his heart.
When Fang Geyu saw his appearance, his eyes moved: "Hey, what are you talking about, Xiao Jiujiu?" Bailian raised his head and smiled: "Sect Master Li, can you give me a copy of the topographic map of Feiyun Mountain?" < br>
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Seven days, fleeting.
In the deserted back house of the Zhang family, amidst the vast array of light, the woman in white slowly opened her eyes as cold as the night.
Light golden clouds gradually emerge from the horizon of the distant mountains. The dawn is like a sharp sword that breaks the dawn. The first ray of morning sun spreads between the sky and the earth, and is cut into fine pieces of light by the yellow leaves in the deserted courtyard. .
The leaf curtain outside the light array helplessly supported its chin and let out a lazy yawn.
Soon, in the courtyard, whether it was the rising rays of the morning sun or the mysterious formation of light originating from the Thousand Machine Pestle, they were all burned when a red lotus of scorching karma was blooming. Almost exhausted.
With a click, the Thousand Machine Pestle inserted on the ground was broken into two pieces in the scorching light and breeze. It lay so lonely on the ground that it could no longer release its wonderful power.
The white soft boots stepped on the rustling fallen leaves, and finally the soles landed lightly on the Thousand Machine Pestle, grinding it into the dust.
The plain clothes with no other colors are gently brushed in the wind, and the eyes under the mask are as cold as cold springs.
Even though her aura is scorching hot and her karma is lingering, her eyes are still as cold as sealed in thousands of years of ice.
She gently flicked her sleeves and flicked away the red flames on her clothes, as if it was a normal thing to casually destroy an immortal weapon.
The white clothes were backlit, and she stood there quietly for a long time, her thin and peerless shadow elongated obliquely by the morning light.
It was as if she had been there for thousands of years, yet she looked so helpless and alone.
Ye Liang finally noticed something strange. She couldn't help but straighten her back and stand up. Staring at the back with a pair of moist and deep eyes, she softly called: "Ajing..."
Su Jing looked sideways slightly. The perfect chin exposed under the broken jade mask looked unhealthy and pale under the morning light, like a precious piece of porcelain and jade.
The thin lips pursed slightly, and the lip line was cold: "Go up the mountain."
Ye Lian had a headache: "Does it have to be like this? It's not worth changing a life with a mask. When.”
Under the Jade Rabbit mask, the pair of long eyelashes quivered like feathers.
Her voice was as cold as the night sky blooming at night, even if there was light, it was cold: "How can there be any absolute value in the world? Killing people is just pursuing one's original intention."
< br>Ye Lian’s eyes were gentle: “Then The little girl was innocently involved, and you know it..."
Su Jing knew it, but she did not waver at all. Her pair of dark jade eyes looked at the Feiyun Mountain in the distant mountains, deep in her eyes. It seems like the request is proving something.
“There are many innocent people in this world.”
"But just because she is innocent, it doesn't mean that I can't kill her."
The moment the white boot soles left the Thousand Machine Pestle, a red lotus ignited and bloomed from under her feet.
(End of this chapter)