Article 840

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"..."

"Just before you went to Jiaoshan, you went to Chu Wanning's room to find him. At that time, you stretched out your hand, touched Chu Wanning's forehead, and asked him if he had a fever."

Xue Meng's face became more and more pale.

Stepping Xianjun all smiled narrowly: "Can you imagine why Chu Wanning's cheeks were flushed and his eyes were waved at that time?"

"do not talk!!"

Anger is naturally useless, it will only make Step Xianjun more cruel: "Because the place separated by a curtain from you, under the quilt. Your good brother is holding your master and is playing him."

Xue Meng's face was white, red and blue, and he changed the color back and forth several times. He suddenly turned his head and couldn't bear the nausea.

The demon in the world was extremely satisfied with his response, he laughed out loud, and his eyes flashed with enthusiasm: "How, do you still think your brother is different from this seat? He just didn't tell you what he did. , how much do you think he is—"

A loud "Boom" interrupted his words.

Ta Xianjun turned his face abruptly, but saw the Tongtian Tower on the west side of the fire, countless monsters turned into golden lights, and they were born in the wind and rain.

"……what happened?"

As soon as I asked this question, I heard the sound of the piano in the distance, like a phoenix screaming, and the sound of the fairy was like a thread. Those monsters transformed into shapes in the sound of the piano. The place was slaughtered, and among them, the wood-type monsters were the most brave and fearless.

Stepping Xianjun's pupils closed in an instant, he murmured: "Nine songs...?"

I can't care about Xue Meng, and I don't even have time to look at Xue Meng again. I stepped on Xianjun to break the rain and kicked the air. I lifted my fingers and called it back, and flew straight towards the Tongtian Tower.

In front of the Tongtian Tower is a sea of ​​fire, and countless precious chess pieces with considerable cultivation are fighting against the group of monsters.

One is Hua Binan, who stands with his hands behind his back and manipulates Zhenlong.

The other is Chu Wanning, who is killing the eyes and playing the piano to urge the war.

Seeing Yu Heng in the night with the clothes flying in the sea of ​​​​fire, stepping on Xianjun's heart was first loose - because Chu Wanning finally came. Then he was sullen-because although Chu nightning came, he didn't come to confront him first, but went directly to Hua Binan.

He waited so long for him in vain!

"What is the pestle doing over there?" Hua Binan's spiritual power is inherently low, and at this moment, he is completely relying on those precious chess to compete with Chu Wanning. "

Ta Xianjun felt a pain in his skull, but he immediately agreed.

He jumped down from the air and stood in front of Hua Binan, with a dim light flickering in his hand, and he had already clenched Mo Dao in his palm.

"You go first, this seat is blocked here."

Hua Binan has long been beaten by Chu Wanning, and there is no way to escape. At this time, when I saw Ta Xianjun take action, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Be careful of yourself," he commanded. "After the fight, lock this person up, and we mustn't let him hurt us again."

After speaking, the phantom disappeared, sneaked into the night, and disappeared.

Stepping Xianjun turned around again: "Chu nightning, this seat knows that you can't stand by. But I didn't expect that you would know how to find him first and start with him."

"..."

Chu nightning's face is pale, and his eyes are invisible, making it difficult to see his emotions.

"Why don't you come to this seat first. Huh?"

Chu nightning did not answer. In fact, he and Ta Xianjun were more like a corpse at the moment. The soul in the entire body of Immortal Big Dipper seemed to be dead, and only a layer of instinct held him up, allowing him to do the last thing for this world.

Stepping on Xianjun jumped up and broke down with Chu nightning. His subordinates moved very fast, squinting at him in the fire and rain: "Because you think you can't beat this seat?"

"..."

The knife in his hand slashed and collided with Qin Yin's spiritual power: "Because I don't know how to face Xue Meng?"

"..."

More and more painful, so more and more vicious. His swordsmanship is extremely fast, and the momentum is ferocious. Because of the spiritual core of Mo Zongshi, it is more and more sharp than before, and in an instant, he is close to Ningqin in the late night.

"Because of..."

Jealousy dipped yín between the molars.

The golden brilliance and the brilliance of the blue color converge at this moment, the Mo knife falls, the nine songs whistle, and Chu nightning flicks his fingertips, dropping an indestructible guardian enchantment.

In an instant, the spiritual current hissed and spewed, and his knife touched his enchantment.

Across the film of the flowing begonia petals, the eyes are facing each other.

"It's because..." Suddenly the flame in Xianjun's hand weakened, and when it lit up again, it was no longer a blue color of the wood attribute, but turned into a red color of the fire attribute.

That was the color of spiritual flow that Master Mo used to use.

Chu nightning was startled.

The firelight and the golden light were still glued together, and the splendor splashed like the pouring rain at the moment. After the barrier, Ta Xianjun's handsome face suddenly softened.

"Or because, Master..." Under the thick eyelashes, his eyes were affectionate and sad, "You can't bear to see me die a second time?"

The slamming sound actually played the wrong string, and the halo of Chu nightning's enchantment suddenly weakened. The moment of no return, it fell violently, and in an instant, the golden light was torn apart, and there were scattered begonia flower shadows.

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