A familiar voice sounded in my ears, and Ying Baoyue stared at the person who fell from the sky.

Then she raised her face and smiled.

"A Ji," Ying Baoyue smiled like a flower, "You're okay."

Li Ji looked at the person on the ground and felt that any sound in his ears disappeared.

The battle between gods, the complex situation, the questions in the heart, the vague memories, the pain in the flesh.

Everything disappeared.

In his vision and in his mind, there was this face, the person in front of him.

The moment she landed, Li Ji almost forgot to pour true energy into the soles of his feet, and suddenly staggered on the snow.

"A Ji!"

Ying Baoyue was startled and let go of Murong Yin's arm and wanted to stand up anxiously, but before she could stand up, Li Ji had already climbed up from the snow, and his figure flashed and appeared in front of her.

The dark eyes under the mask were so close.

Ying Baoyue was stunned. She was so close, but she forgot about her words for a moment, opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

But before she could react, her wrist was suddenly grabbed and pulled.

The next moment, her cheek hit a solid chest.

"oh……"

Looking at Ying Baoyue who was pulled into his arms by Li Ji, Murong Yin opened his eyes slightly, flashed backwards, and sighed.

Ying Baoyue had no time to notice his master's wife's reaction, and she had already frozen.

"A Ji?"

What's wrong with Li Ji?

But the next moment she found that she was not the only one who was stiff, but the arm holding her suddenly became stiff.

The person opposite seemed to finally realize what he had done. Dongdongdongdong, and a vibration sound came from the chest that was pressed against her ear. Ying Baoyue's eyes were slightly condensed, and she was about to listen to her ears, but she was suddenly pushed away.

At first, he used a lot of force as if he was scared, but when he pushed it halfway, the person on the opposite side woke up and slowed down.

"Hug, sorry."

Li Ji let go of Ying Baoyue's shoulders and felt ashamed, "I..."

His mind just turned blank, and when he realized it, his hands had already done such evil deeds.

"It's okay, you're scared."

The situation at this time cannot describe them as embarrassed or thinking carefully. Ying Baoyue quickly exposed the matter, "How could you be with the White Tiger God, Chunyu Ye?"

"He ran away seriously injured," Li Ji was glad that his face was thick enough, so he calmed down his mind, "After I fell off the cliff, it was the White Tiger God who saved me."

"That's really rare."

Murong Yin looked a little surprised, "There are not many people in this world who can be valued for nothing."

Only then did Li Ji notice that there was a third person here, staring blankly at the beautiful woman not far away.

Looking at Li Ji's gaze, Murong Yin smiled bitterly. Although she was seen by the second man today, if she was not wrong, with Ying Baoyue there, she would probably be transparent in front of Li Ji.

“You are…”

Li Ji's mind was clear and he looked at the woman in front of him, and his eyes could not hide his shock.

Murong Yin knew that he must have guessed her identity.

"Boy," Murong Yin said lightly, "My identity is a top secret matter. If you dare to tell it..."

"Not below."

Before she could finish speaking, Li Ji glanced at Ying Baoyue and said quickly.

Well, Murong Yin sighed in her heart. With Ying Baoyue around, she shouldn't have to worry about Dong Wu Zhaohuajun leaking the secret.

At this time, a fierce collision sound came from the sky, and the three of them looked at the sky with a trembling expression.

In the sky, two figures, one black and one white, attacked and defended each other at an extremely fast speed. With a rumbling sound, the white tiger crashed Yinglong into a mountain. Yinglong swept his tail and then suddenly swept the white tiger's waist.

The white tiger roared sharply, and his bloody mouth bit Yinglong's tail, and black blood splattered.

The earth moves and the mountains shake, and the wind whistles.

This scene was thrilling.

Li Ji looked at the fierce battle in the sky and felt cold in his heart, and he tightly held the hilt of the sword around his waist.

Not only the people on the top of the mountain, but at the foot of Tianqi Peak, Murong Feilanji looked up at the two light balls that were violently rushing on the top of Yunshou Peak in the distance, and her heart was chilling.

Except for him, the other teenage girls all turned pale.

"This is……"

Ji Da looked at the two gods fighting fiercely in the distance with a complicated expression, "How long has it been?"

He was not asking how long the two had been fighting, but asking for a more important time.

"It's almost twenty years," Ji Mo said lightly, "At least the last time I saw a big battle between gods, I was still a stinky boy."

"Yes," Ji Da let out a deep breath.

The last battle between gods was at least before the establishment of the Qin Dynasty. He never expected that after so many years, he would still see this scene.

"What's wrong with the mountain?"

Chen Zichu lay on the ground and asked anxiously, "Who can win?"

They had heard Murong Feilan and Ji Da's explanation before, and knew that the White Tiger God and Yinglong God were probably fighting now.

Fight between gods!

This was the first time he had seen him in his life. Chen Zichu was slightly excited and desperately wanted to know the winner and lose.

"In terms of rank, it should be the White Tiger God," Murong Feilan looked at the movements in the distance with a serious expression, "just..."

"Ying Long after the evil transformation is really coming," Ji Jiashu lay on the grass and raised his head, "Is it really okay?"

The other practitioners on the grass were also hesitant.

But at this moment, a shocking crack sounded on Yunshou Peak.

A black shadow fell down quickly and slammed into the mountain stream with a bang. The scales on Yinglong God's body were shattered halfway, and a huge white palm stepped on him.

"It's the White Tiger God!"

Cheers sounded among the surrounding immortal officials. In the eyes of everyone, the White Tiger God had already gained an absolute advantage.

Chen Zichu was amazed when he heard the sound, "It's still the Four Spirits of Heaven that are powerful."

Murong Feilan also breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the Four Spirits of Heaven in a complete state can completely suppress the Four Spirits of Earth.

On the top of the peak, looking at the White Tiger God who successfully stepped on Yinglong God under his feet in the distance, Murong Yin, Ying Baoyue and Li Ji, all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, let's calculate the accounts between us."

Murong Yin looked coldly at Wu Chanxu standing opposite him, "What tricks do you have? You might as well use them all."

However, even the gods were moved out and failed. She probably was about to end her end.

"Who is your master? What is the purpose of asking me and Bao Yue to go to the Xirong people?"

Wu Chanxu lowered his head and didn't speak, laughing.

"Don't say it?"

Murong Yin frowned and sneered, "Do you think you can save anything else?"

Wu Chanxu still didn't speak, just lowered his head and smiled.

Ying Baoyue felt something was wrong and stared at the man opposite her. The next moment, her eyes flashed and she screamed in surprise.

"Master's wife!"

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Murong Yin looked at Ying Baoyue, but saw her looking at Wu Chanxu with shock in her eyes.

Ying Baoyue rubbed his eyes.

I don't know if it's her illusion

Just then, she suddenly saw an eye growing on Wu Chanxu's arm.
Chapter completed!