At this point, how could he still not understand the reason for Weaver Ying's uncharacteristic behavior? He had no choice but to use the true fire of the sun to fight with her and see how far she had improved over the years.

He finally got the idea, and Weaver Shadow secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and regarded this fight as a test of his opponent's cultivation.

But as she slapped, she felt something was wrong.

Just hit this guy. Why do you keep hitting her on the head?

No, several balls of real fire were confronting the ice. One of them split into two silently and moved towards her head.

Zhi Ying's face turned dark. She didn't have time to pick him up, so she was so vindictive! She subconsciously turned her head to the side, trying to dodge, and then...

A burning smell wafted from the back of his head.

When she saw the shocked look on Little Golden Crow's face, the alarm bell rang in her heart, and she immediately formed an ice blade and brought it down with her hand!

But I saw a black thread falling to the ground, with a cluster of golden flames jumping and flashing at one end.

——Her hair was burned.

The field of vision was covered by hanging black hair. Under the messy black hair, Zhi Ying's face had become extremely dark.

She asked herself that in the past hundred years, she had reached a state where external things did not fill her heart. Even if she tried to prevent the heavens from taking the initiative to start a war in the northwest and take back the northwest, facing the doubts and criticisms of the gods, she

His expression remained unchanged, and he finally achieved his goal.

This guy made her realize clearly that she would never be able to do this again in her lifetime.

There were footsteps approaching. Zhiying knew it was him and said calmly: "Don't come over."

Dongjun and the others have already arrived and are watching from the sidelines. They seem to be addicted theater fans.

Zhiying casually changed into a brocade ribbon and simply tied it into a ponytail.

Before her hair fell to the ground, she heard the sound of metal falling to the ground. It was the hairpin that tied her hair, and it was also the sky-killing spear given to her by the emperor.

Her heart sank, her face was solemn, she stared at the utensils in Xiao Jinwu's hand, and stretched out her hand: "Give me the hairpin."

"Is this hairpin important?"

Xiao Jinwu asked her with a smile, but his increasingly cold eyes expressed completely opposite emotions.

Weaver Shadow secretly gritted his teeth: "It's important."

If it was really an ordinary hairpin, she would have let him go, but it was a sky-slaying spear. She had lost her mind just now. Since she was going to fight, she should pack it up before starting the fight, so as not to cause the immediate trouble.

Little Golden Crow spoke again, and the curve of his mouth became deeper: "So you don't use hair ties anymore?"

This abnormal demeanor, sour tone...

Zhiying felt something was wrong, but due to the presence of outsiders, she couldn't explain it to him. Moreover, she didn't want him to know about it, so she said in a deep voice: "This is a gift from the emperor. Could it be that you want to disobey your mentor?"

Even if you are jealous, you should find the right person, okay? Why compete with your own master? At this time...

Little Jinwu was stunned when he heard this. Was this hairpin a gift from the emperor?

He didn't take a closer look just now, but now that he's looking at it up close, it's hard to call this thing a hairpin. Except for the silvery snow-like hairpin head, which is slightly eye-catching, the entire hairpin body is pitch black, just like a newly fired carbon rod. She doesn't like it at all.

type.

Looking at Weaver Ying again, his expression could not be more serious. It seemed that it was indeed a gift from the emperor.

Little Golden Crow looked down at the hairpin again.

I have to say that the emperor's eyes are really not flattering.

Dong Jun and the patrolling envoy were behind Xiao Jinwu, so he didn't know what Xiao Jinwu was looking like, but he also watched the process of the two people's confrontation until they fell silent. Although they were of the same character as he usually knew,

There was no difference between them, but he always felt that there was something strange between the two people.

Just when he couldn't figure it out, Shadow Weaver moved.

She waved her cloud sleeves, and the clouds and mist covering the sky spread out on the viewing platform, swallowing her and the little Golden Crow in an instant.

"God, this..." The patrolling envoy hesitated.

Dong Jun smiled enigmatically: "Two gods with extraordinary talents have emerged in the heavens in the past hundred years. Don't you want to see who will be the better?"

The patrol god rolled his eyes in his heart.

He shoulders the duty of inspection, and must investigate clearly the strange movements in the heaven, and then report it to the Emperor of Heaven, letting him watch two idiots fighting...

Well, these are not two ordinary idiots. One is the "long-famous" evil god in the heaven, and the other is the leader of the Yun clan's rapid rise. Neither of them is easy to deal with and can be underestimated.

More importantly, he has no interest in watching the fight. Gods live long lives, so they can't find other fun. Isn't it good for everyone to live in harmony? If you have to watch me fight, I will fight with him!

Moreover, this hazy white mist infused with divine power can even block the divine light. He can see something!

The patrolling envoy looked sideways at Dongjun, wanting to say that he would go and report to the Emperor of Heaven first, and if he wanted to see, he could just see by himself slowly.

Before he could open his mouth, the light in his peripheral vision suddenly skyrocketed, like a rainbow piercing the sun.

For a moment, the wind, the frost, and the sword were fiercely pressing against each other, almost cutting the skin, but it was also accompanied by the fire. If there was a piece of raw meat in front of me, it would be cooked to the point of being burnt inside and out. But even as a god, the patrolling envoy could still endure it.

I couldn't help but sweat profusely, and before it shed, it was frozen into ice beads.

This feeling of intertwining ice and fire is so exciting and thrilling.

After the storm calmed down, the patrolling envoy silently wiped away the ice particles on his face, his face turning pale with the cold.

He just said that he had no interest in watching others fight...

Looking at Dongjun again, he withdrew the true sun fire with a calm face. His hair and clothes were not burned by the fire, nor were he shivering from the ice and frost. His standards were extraordinary, and he was no different from when he invited the patrolling envoy to observe the battle.

If you insist on finding the difference, you will feel a little disappointed in your eyes.

He shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that the observation deck has been demolished, but I still can't get the hairpin back..."

The inspector's eyelids trembled violently. What's such a pity? It's just a viewing platform. It can be rebuilt with a wave of hands. With the floating clouds in the sky, it won't be a problem to build a few more Siyun Palaces!

Xiao Jinwu and the patrolling envoy had the same idea, but the pavilion was easy to build, and Zhiying's anger was hard to calm down!

What secret is hidden in this hairpin, is it worth her taking action?

Thinking like this, Little Golden Crow became more and more curious, and this curiosity made it even more difficult for Zhi Ying to take back the hairpin as he wished.

Zhi Ying was already anxious, fearing that something might go wrong with the Sky-Slaying Spear, and the resentment of the war soul that had not yet been completely purified could be released. But watching Little Golden Crow throw the Sky-Slaying Spear into her sleeve, she suddenly dispersed the frost, mist, and snow.

Little Golden Crow also extinguished the True Sun Fire.

How could she forget that he is a softie and not a tough one?

But in front of Dongjun and the patrolling envoy, she would never compromise with Little Golden Crow, especially after seeing that the observation deck was completely destroyed, the poinciana trees were burned into charred wood, and frozen into jade trees.

I'm not in the mood to say soft words or give in.

If both sides are in a cold standoff, one side will be the first to break the deadlock.

Seeing the little Golden Crow step forward, the patrolling envoy's eyes almost dropped. How could this "famous" evil god give in to others?!

Weaver Ying also frowned, but obviously, they were all overthinking.
Chapter completed!