Chapter 608 After Drinking a Cup of Tea, Someone Came

"You are still acting so sticky all your life." Lian Sanyue glanced at Jing Xin over there, and said, "Wouldn't it be better to just kill him at that time?"

Being sticky is Qingshan School's evaluation of the Zhongzhou School, but it is also her usual evaluation of the entire spiritual world in Chaotian Continent, Jing Jiu can't comment on it.

Even Sanyue's voice was not loud, but everyone in the hall was paying attention to her every move, so they could hear her clearly.

Jing Xin remained silent, his face pale.

"It's useless to kill him." Jing Jiu said, "Do you still remember Jing Shu? There are many descendants of the royal family like her who are scattered among the people. The Zhongzhou faction can pick one at any time and hand it over to Yi Mao Zhai Jiaoda. I believe Bu Qiuxiao has no objection."

Lian Sanyue said: "I remember that little girl, the Jing family is really capable of giving birth."

Jing Jiu said, "She's dead, don't die."

Lian Sanyue said, "What would you do if I didn't wake up?"

Until now, no one came from the Qingshan Sect, nor did Yuan Qijing appear. She knew the real relationship between him and Yuan Qijing, so she could naturally think that this was what he meant.

Jing Jiu said, "I originally thought I could handle it myself."

Lian Sanyue gave him a contemptuous glance, "You are so weak now, how do you deal with it?"

Jing Jiu said calmly, "It's been hundreds of years, and this is the first time you have the right to call me weak."

Lian Sanyue raised her eyebrows slightly, and said triumphantly, "Anyway, you are weaker than me now."

Jing Jiu smiled and said, "No matter how weak you are, there are ways to deal with it."

Lian Sanyue looked slightly different, and said, "Which trick are you going to use? Many people will die."

Jing Jiu looked slightly different, and said, "You also care about the number of dead people?"

Lian Sanyue said, "Maybe it was influenced by you?"

Jing Jiu said, "Then I was also influenced by you."

"What's the point of saying what I like to hear at this time?"

Lian Sanyue leaned back with a smile, propping up the steps behind her with her hands, looking at the blue sky, enjoying herself.

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, then said, "Thank you."

Lian Sanyue still looked at the sky and said, "I'm not an ordinary little girl, but I also know that your mouth is not sweet, so don't force yourself to say these words in the future, it's too blunt."

Just when Jing Jiu was about to try harder to say something, the sound of teacups clinking suddenly came from behind the two of them, rattling, chattering like teeth, full of fear. The two looked back and saw Ping Yongjia standing above the stone steps holding a plate.

There were two teacups on the plate. The teacups were made of white porcelain, but they were definitely not as pale as his face at this time.

Ping Yongjia was really scared at this time, because he found that he had heard a lot of things that he shouldn't have heard, and he didn't know if he would be killed. Even if the master is protecting her, but this woman is so powerful, and she just said that the master is weaker than her...

Speaking of which, there is indeed a problem between Master and this woman. I have come so close, but I didn't even realize that your thoughts are only on each other? I'm so sorry, what am I doing here? It's really not cost-effective to sacrifice my life just to please Master.

Thinking about these things, Ping Yongjia's face became whiter and paler, her body trembled more and more, the sound of teacups colliding with teeth was like playing a piano.

Lian Sanyue asked curiously: "Who is this fool?"

Jing Jiu said, "My apprentice, the door is closed."

Lian Sanyue took a look at Ping Yongjia, felt that there was nothing special, took a sip from the teacup, and said, "I happen to be thirsty, thank you."

Ping Yongjia was ecstatic when he heard the words, thinking that he probably won't die. At this moment, Lian Sanyue took another look at him. Ping Yongjia suddenly lost his joy, his whole body was icy cold, as if falling into an ice cellar, thinking that these kind of people might be moody, they wouldn't shoot him to death suddenly, would they?

A moment later, Lian Sanyue actually looked at him again, and Ping Yongjia was so frightened that he couldn't keep his wits about him.

"See what?" Jing Jiu asked.

Lian Sanyue said, "No."

"Me neither." Jing Jiu said, "That's why it's a bit strange."

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A big hole was blasted out in the southeast part of the city wall, and the rubble was piled up into a hill. Kou Qingtong was lying on it, covered in blood, staring blankly at the sky.

The forbidden formation at the bottom of the city wall was exposed to the sky, and Gu Pan and the officials of the Qingtian Division looked outside vigilantly. Dozens of air waves were approaching at an extremely fast speed, and in the front were three Valley Masters of the Zhongzhou faction, all of whom were powerful in the Void Refining Realm. From this, it can be seen that the Zhongzhou faction absolutely did not want Kou Qingtong to die like this.

Suddenly there was a melodious flute sound, and the three valley owners stopped under the ruins, looking around vigilantly, but found nothing.

The sound of the flute was heard clearly in everyone's ears. It was gentle yet terrifying. Gu Pan's face was pale, and he raised his hand to signal his subordinates to get ready for battle. The great divine crossbow hidden in the stone wall of the high platform had also been pushed out and aimed at the outside.

The sound of the flute fluttered in the early morning wind. I don't know where it originated, but it can be heard anywhere, including above the ruins and next to Kou Qingtong's ear.

Suddenly, an invisible small sword emerged from the sound of the flute, pierced into Kou Qingtong's left ear like lightning, and then pierced out from his right ear, making a soft whistling sound.

A few drops of extremely viscous blood dripped from Kou Qingtong's ears, fell on the gravel and burned into fire, quickly turned into green smoke, until nothingness.

Kou Qingtong's eyes darkened slightly, and his whole body began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into countless dead leaves, which rose with the wind and turned into nothingness.

This strong man had been cultivating for thousands of years in the mountain behind Yunmeng, and now he came out of the mountain for a fairy talisman, but he just died like this.

He is the last strongman of the Gorefiend Cult, and also the last strongman of the previous era.

His death declared the official end of the history of the Blood Demon Cult. Does it also mean that the millennium officially bid farewell to the stage of history?

After the invisible sword killed Kou Qingtong, it quickly disappeared in the wind, and the clear flute sound also disappeared.

All the people who saw this scene were shocked and speechless.

Kou Qingtong is one of the strongest in Chaotian Continent. Even if he was seriously injured by Lian Sanyue and was about to die, how could he be killed so lightly?

And even the three Void Refining Realm experts didn't notice the arrival of this little sword!

Who is the owner of that flute sound and this little sword?

The three Valley Masters sent by the Zhongzhou School chased in the direction where the sound of the flute was going away, but they didn't even look at the forbidden formation under the city wall.

Gu Pan's face was still pale, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He waved his hands in front of him, breathed out quickly, and used the Zhongzhou Taoist method to transport bricks and stones, blocked the hole in the city wall, and then ordered his subordinates to quickly deploy reinforcements.

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The sound of the flute kept floating in Chaoge City, sometimes melodious, sometimes playful, sometimes soothing, sometimes triumphant, and the location of its appearance was constantly changing. One moment it was in Taichang Temple, the next moment it was at White Horse Lake, suddenly it went to the Plum Garden, and then it appeared beside a well more than ten miles away.

The three Valley Masters of the Zhongzhou faction chased for a while, but met Yue Qianmen. The two sides were naturally sure that they were looking for the devil, and their eyes became more dignified. The Taiping demon has been recultivated after many calamities, and his current state is still low. Why can't the four of them, the elders of the Void Refining Realm, catch up with him? Not to mention the siege.

When Yue Qianmen and other four Zhongzhou faction strongmen met, Yin San had already filled a pot of water from the well and came to a restaurant. This restaurant is not too far from the imperial city, and it is only a few miles away from Yingtian Gate. It should be a place where dignitaries and dignitaries like to come to.

Yin San found the most expensive runhao green tea in the storeroom, put some in a cup, then carried the kettle and teacup to the bar, and looked out of the restaurant.

The pot of water he had just brought out from the well was scalding extremely hot when he poured it into the teacup, emitting white smoke.

It only took a moment for the runny hair to be washed away, exuding a faint tea fragrance.

Yin San picked up the teacup and put it to his lips and blew lightly, the boiling hot tea became much colder, just the most suitable temperature for drinking.

The new tea entered his throat like the sound of a flute in his ears, he let out a satisfied sigh, looked at Yingtianmen several miles away, but raised his beautiful eyebrows.

Yingtianmen has turned into ruins, but the cloud and mist are still there, and the figure in the cloud and mist is looming, still unclear.

Accompanied by the fluttering sound, the blue bird flew from afar, landed on the fence, followed his line of sight, its pupils moved slightly, appearing extremely disturbed.

The blue bird said, "What are you doing?"

She has lived in the Zhongzhou faction for tens of thousands of years, and has been controlled by Master Bai for hundreds of years. She knows the horror of Master Bai better than anyone else.

Holding the teacup, Yin San quietly looked at the cloud and mist, neither speaking nor looking away.

Qing'er turned back to human form, looked at him nervously and said, "Are you provoking her?"

Yin San said: "It's a temptation."

With Master Bai's cultivation level, she must have felt his gaze immediately, but she ignored him.

What kind of things can make her temporarily ignore Taiping Daoist?

That must be something bigger than the sky, or something beyond the level of the entire Chaotian Continent.

Qing'er asked: "What's wrong?"

Yin San thought deeply, "Someone might die today."

Qing'er said angrily, "Anyway, it can't be you."

This time Yin San didn't answer like usual. Of course, after a long silence, he turned his head and looked towards the northern imperial city, with a look of regret in his eyes.

At that time, he felt that Lian Sanyue was the person most similar to himself. Although his ideas were contrary, his essence was similar, and he could even be said to be the same person.

It's a pity that such an excellent woman was harmed by that wooden junior brother into what she was later.

He took a sip from the teacup and said with emotion, "Woman..."

Qing'er raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked with hostility: "What about women?"

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The officials in the main hall and practitioners of various sects in the sky gradually woke up and accepted the reality.

This reality is that Shuiyuean Lian Sanyue suddenly appeared in the world, and represented Qingshan in the battle, defeating the two peerless powerhouses of the Zhongzhou faction consecutively.

Looking at the young couple drinking tea on the stone steps in front of the hall, people felt a little strange. If Jing Jiu was really Jingyang, if they had become Taoist couples back then... Is there anyone else in Chaotian Continent?

Two of the five battles between the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou faction have ended, and if the Zhongzhou faction loses another one, they will withdraw from Chaoge City as agreed and must not interfere in the affairs of the throne.

It seems that the situation of the Zhongzhou faction is very dangerous and has reached the edge of the cliff, but no one thinks that the Zhongzhou faction is really hopeless. No matter how strong San Yue is, defeating the two peerless powerhouses in a row will inevitably take a lot of wear and tear, and everyone can see that she has suffered serious injuries. Among those injuries were the blemishes left by Kou Qingtong, the internal injuries caused by her forcibly raising her realm to break the space debris, and the most serious injuries came from the Jingyun bell that Zhenren Tan rang.

At the end of the divine crossbow, even the clothes of the Dongyi Tao nun could not be shot through.

Whether it is Bai Zhenren or Qilin sent by Zhongzhou, it is not something she can catch now.

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The cloud left the ruins of Yingtianmen, came to the palace, landed on the square, and then gradually dispersed.

Seeing this scene, people were a little nervous, but they took it for granted.

The Qilin's long chant did not resound in the distance, the most important third match of the Zhongzhou faction, of course, should be Master Bai.

The clouds gradually dispersed, revealing a figure.

Her face was still misty, and her figure was tall, like a snow mountain.

Suddenly, exclamations sounded from all around the palace.

Someone came out from behind her.

There are actually two people in the cloud all the time!

The woman walked quietly towards the square, her white dress fluttering.

It was Bai Zao.