Watching the old man walking step by step, Ren Pingsheng's body was filled with red and black flames, and the surrounding space was melting little by little.
I saw him punch out, and a pure white smoke burned in the air.
The old man frowned, and his real life appeared directly on his body, which looked like a big roc.
Dapeng rises with the wind, its wings blow up a storm that fills the sky, and fights with Ren Pingsheng.
The remaining beast sect disciples also all attacked Xu Zimo. Xu Zimo took the Ba Ying and performed nineteen moves, basically killing each person in one step.
However, among these disciples are some elders who are at the Zongmai level. Together, these people can still tangle with Xu Zimo for a while.
Of course, this is also the reason why Xu Zimo has never used the prison-suppressing divine body.
At the table nearby, Lan Keer looked at this scene, frowned slightly, and ordered, "Go and help them."
"Don't worry, miss, I've long been unhappy with this kid," the Taoist Sadist stood up, exuding the aura of the God Pulse Realm.
His true destiny is a long river. When the long river flows slowly, a whimpering sound seems to emanate from it.
It makes people feel sad for no reason.
"I asked you to help them, not the people of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect," Lan Ke'er said in a dissatisfied voice.
"Ah," the sad Taoist was stunned for a moment, and his already embarrassed face became even more ugly.
Seeing Taoist Bei helping Ren Pingsheng block the elders of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, Lan Keer said to Taoist Huan on the side, "Go and stop those disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. I want to talk to him alone."
"Miss, we are here to form an alliance with the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. I'm afraid this will have a bad impact," Huan Taoist said, although his tone was a little hesitant, but his face was always smiling from beginning to end.
"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Lan Ke'er raised her head slightly and looked at Taoist Huan indifferently.
"I don't dare," Taoist Huan shook his head quickly, then stood up and joined the battlefield.
Xu Zimo here had just killed a disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect when he felt someone tugging on his clothes.
He turned around and saw Lan Keer pulling him towards the outside of the inn, while all the disciples of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect who came to kill were stopped by Huan Taoist.
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The two came to a remote alley behind the inn, and Xu Zimo looked at the girl with a smile.
Then I saw a sword light flashing in the air. The girl was holding a three-foot long sword, and the sword body glowed with a pale white light.
The cold touch of the long sword stopped on Xu Zimo's neck, and time seemed to stand still at this moment.
A breeze blows from a distance, picking up a few wisps of dust, and the sun shines gently at the entrance of the alley.
The girl's long hair that was originally tied on top of her head was all let down, and her black hair was draped casually behind her back. Her arrogant eyes were looking at Xu Zimo quietly.
Xu Zimo chuckled lightly and said, "The last time we met, you cried and begged me. Unexpectedly, when we meet again now, we will be facing each other."
"What are you talking about?" Lan Ke'er frowned and replied lightly, "I don't know you."
"Nothing, just feeling emotional," Xu Zimo smiled and shook his head.
"How did you know about my wishes?" Lan Ke'er asked in a cold voice, "You'd better tell me honestly, or I will kill you with one sword."
"You should kill me, and I should die too," Xu Zimo took a deep breath and said affectionately, "There was once a sincere love in front of me, but I didn't cherish it and regretted it only after losing it...
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"Speak humanly," Lan Keer took the sword in her hand a step further, almost cutting the flesh on Xu Zimo's neck.
"Do you believe in fate?"
"I don't believe it," the girl shook her head.
"Do you believe in fate?"
"Do not believe."
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Xu Zimo was silent for a moment, and then said, "You don't believe anything, how can I explain to you?"
"You think I don't dare to kill you?" Lan Ke'er snorted coldly and said lightly, "You have to understand that only the dead will keep secrets forever."
"I had a dream before, but I actually couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality," Xu Zimo sighed and said slowly.
"What dream?" Lan Keer looked at Xu Zimo and asked.
"I had you in my dream. You said you loved me, you wanted to give me a child, and you wanted to live in seclusion with me in a paradise. You begged me not to leave you, but I refused," Xu Zimo said slowly.
"You fart, I'm not that kind of person," Lan Ke'er quickly screamed and retorted loudly.
"Really, I didn't lie to you. Although I woke up from the dream, God gave me another chance.
I secretly swore that I would treat you well this time.
Don’t you like to have children? No problem. We will have many, many children in the future.
If one is not enough, ten or twenty, don't worry, I can withstand it," Xu Zimo said seriously.
"Try teasing me again," Lan Ke'er said fiercely, tilting the long sword in her hand slightly.
"I'm not kidding," Xu Zimo laughed bitterly, and the breeze gently blew his long hair, and he said in a serious tone, "You know who I thought of the most in my memory before I died.
In addition to my parents being you, I not only love you, but also feel a deep sense of guilt for you.
My father is the deputy sect leader of Zhenwu Sheng Sect. I have no shortage of resources or women. Do you think I need to lie to you?"
"Zhenwu Shengzong?" Lan Ke'er was stunned for a moment and said calmly, "You said it was a dream yourself. Maybe you were just daydreaming."
Xu Zimo was silent for a moment and said no more.
"The story is told very well," Lan Ke'er said calmly.
"Thank you," Xu Zimo chuckled, but his smile was mostly bitter.
He was thinking about a question, "Is it true that something lost can never be restored, just like a broken cup cannot be restored."
Lan Keer looked into Xu Zimo's eyes, which were very deep, like a pool of stagnant water, inexplicably weathered.
People often say that the eyes are the windows to the soul. Through the eyes, one can see through a person's true inner thoughts.
Lan Ke'er didn't know why, but looking at those eyes that seemed to have countless stories and ups and downs, she felt a little heartbroken.
She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she felt inexplicably sorry for the young man in front of her.
"Crazy," she inserted the long sword into the scabbard and turned away without looking back. "Since your story is so wonderful, I will let you go this time."
"Hey, my name is Xu Zimo."
"Who wants to know your name!"
"This story is still very long. I can tell it to you slowly. Don't you want to know what happened between us?"
"I don't want to," although the girl said she didn't want to, she still stopped and turned her head to look at Xu Zimo.
The breeze passed by the willow trees on the roadside, made a big circle, and then blew from the entrance of the alley, blowing the girl's long hair to dance...
