Chapter 159: Take Yellow, Ye Tianxin Lives

Yunzong Sword Saint Luo Shisan, how could anyone be so ridiculed and ridiculed.

"The disciples of the dignified Demon Heaven Pavilion are also planning to take advantage of the danger?" Luo Shisan said.

Yu Shangrong shook his head and said, "Your Excellency misunderstood me..."

"Oh?"

"You're weak now... so weak that it's a little boring. So, in a month, I'll kill you again." Yu Shangrong said.

"..."

Luo Shisan looked at Yu Shangrong with complicated eyes.

What kind of trick is this?

The brain circuit is clear.

Luo Shisan said, "People in the world say that the devil in the Motian Pavilion kills people without blinking an eye, but that's true... So, I can still live a month?"

"In my hometown, there is a plant called lavender, which has a very short lifespan. It grows in the morning and dies at night... You are much luckier than lavender." Yu Shangrong said in a gentle and authentic voice.

"You..." Luo Shisan was a little annoyed when he heard this, but he didn't dare to show it.

"Please..." Yu Shangrong's gesture was flat, meaning, just go.

"You won't attack from behind?" Luo Shisan couldn't believe it.

Yu Shangrong didn't speak.

Instead, he looked at Luo Shisan indifferently.

Luo Shisan took a deep breath... Just started! Suddenly he stumbled forward and fell to the ground.

Yu Shangrong shook his head and said again: "Don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid... So far Luo has practiced and has never been afraid of anyone... It was just because he was too tired after fighting Hua Wudao for too long." Luo Shisan said.

Yu Shangrong didn't speak.

Luo Shisan turned and glanced at Yu Shangrong.

Seeing him smiling, modest and polite, I felt a little relieved.

Pack up your mood and walk away.

Yu Shangrong reminded: "I hope Your Excellency will not forget your appointment with me."

"What appointment?"

"In a month, I will kill you." Yu Shangrong slowly turned around and walked towards the distance without any haste or slow.

"..."

Luo Shisan's face was a little ugly. Looking at the sword demon who was drifting away, he was a little unwilling to say, "I haven't agreed yet, what kind of agreement..."

to be frank.

Luo Shisan boasted that his swordsmanship had reached the pinnacle. Over the years, he had gradually gained some fame. The person he had fought against, only on swordsmanship, the last person he wanted to meet was his elder brother Luo Changqing. He once asked who Luo Changqing would most like to meet? Luo Changqing replied, Sword Demon.

He did not remember that Luo Changqing had fought against the sword demon Yu Shangrong.

But his brother's words, he has always been cautious. An opponent who can make Luo Changqing jealous must not be weaker than Luo Changqing.

So... Luo Shisan didn't want to face the sword demon.

However--

"I want to kill you, what's with you?"

After saying this, Yu Shangrong's figure swayed, and in the blink of an eye, he was dozens of feet away, and at a glance, he had disappeared.

Luo Changqing stared at the direction where Yu Shangrong disappeared...

Mixed feelings!

Dayan Palace.

Inside the secluded palace, the room was messy.

Behind the six-sided screen, a coquettish woman trembled...with an ugly face.

In front of her is a bronze mirror.

In the bronze mirror, her face turned pale.

"Sir, calm down! The Second Highness said... there must be no more conflict with Motian Pavilion!" A female cultivator said outside the screen.

"Second Highness...what else did you say?"

"The Second Highness said,

Lord Chen Zhu's death, he will not pursue it, I hope you... reflect on it. "

The coquettish woman did not speak.

The expression became extremely unnatural...

Suddenly, she raised her fist and smashed the bronze mirror in front of her!

boom!

The fist that looks soft and weak is like a heavy hammer, smashing the bronze mirror through!

After punching, the anger on her face gradually disappeared, and her mood calmed down.

"Is there a reply from Jingmingdao?"

"Master Hui... Pan Litian has no trace so far... So far, he has not been found."

"Since he can't find it, let him take the initiative to show up... spread the matter of Pan Zhong out." The woman said slowly.

"Pan Zhong was expelled from the division for many years, and now he has entered the Motian Pavilion... Will Pan Litian go to him?"

"If it's Ben Gong's words, just do it."

These words seemed very calm, but the woman outside the screen hurriedly bowed, not daring to object again: "Yes!"

at the same time.

Chuanyun Feichan returned to Motian Pavilion.

Lu Zhou glanced at Fan Xiuwen, who was scorched all over, and said, "Put him down...don't let him die."

"Yes." Ming Shiyin left with Fan Xiuwen.

"Elder Hua has been working hard on this trip... Go and rest early." Lu Zhou ordered.

"Thank you."

Hua Wudao bowed his hands and turned to leave.

It is no longer easy for him to stand upright in front of the crowd.

"Master, you're tired too, I'll help you go back to rest." Xiao Yuan'er hurriedly came to Luzhou's side.

"Need not."

Lu Zhou waved his hand.

He remembered what Ren Buping said when he was fighting against the Ten Witches, and it was on Ye Tianxin's body.

It's very believable...

For Ye Tianxin's sake, Wu Sheng set up a great array of sages, and the palace spent ten years salvaging the bones of Baimin.

Bai people ride yellow and can break two thousand years old.

Is that so?

Lu Zhou thought for a while, then shook his head again. If this was the case, with Ji Tiandao's knowledge and temper, how could he not be at the forefront. Ye Tianxin is still his disciple. If you get the moon first if you are near the water tower, will it still be cheaper for the people in the palace?

"Go and see Ye Tianxin." Lu Zhou said.

"Oh. The disciple supports you."

The two headed towards the South Pavilion.

When a group of female nuns heard that they were going to find Ye Tianxin, they all followed.

Many of these female cultivators serve Ye Tianxin. Even if the Yanyue Palace is gone, they are still Ye Tianxin's subordinates.

Soon.

Everyone came to the South Pavilion, outside Ye Tianxin's room.

Lu Zhou glanced at the female cultivator guarding the door and asked, "Is there any change in Ye Tianxin today?"

"Back to the pavilion... there is no change."

"Open the door."

"Yes."

Lu Zhou entered the room.

Ye Tianxin was still the same, with no change, lying in a coma on the bed.

When he came to the bedside, his eyes swept across Ye Tianxin.

Chenghuang is a strange beast, how could it be on Ye Tianxin?

Lu Zhou gently flicked his sleeves.

Ye Tianxin sat up and stood up.

"Um?"

Have a breath?

Lu Zhou raised his hand to probe her breath.

Very weak, and gas like a gossamer.

Incredible!

Lu Zhou's expression was the same as usual, and he sent it with one palm...

The power of vitality entered Ye Tianxin's eight extraordinary meridians.

A little check... Lu Zhou shook his head.

Where is there any trace of Chenghuang...

Just wave.

Ye Tianxin lay down again.

Lu Zhou shook his head and left the house with his sleeves.

I didn't expect her to be able to breathe a sigh of relief under such circumstances.

but……

She hasn't woken up yet, otherwise she can ask Cheng Huang in her face.

"Master, how is she?" Xiao Yuan'er asked.

"Life is big."

"She actually survived?" Xiao Yuan'er's eyes widened.

As soon as these words came out, the cultivators of Yanyue Palace near the door showed excitement.

Just when Luzhou was about to leave——

Outside the North Pavilion, Ming Shiyin hurried over.

He bowed and said, "Master, Fan Xiuwen has made arrangements... At present, he will not die, but the disciple can't guarantee whether he will die in the future."

"understood."

"Also... there is Feishu near the Motian Pavilion, it should be an outsider who wants to pass the book... The disciple stopped it on his own initiative."

"Who passed the book?"

"Wei Zhuoyan."

"Bring it up."