All the female apprentices want to kill me Chapter 366: The fragrance does not add to the secular world, and the sleeves are not stained by the world of mortals.
Chapter 366: The fragrance does not add to the secular world, and the sleeves are not stained by the world of mortals.
On the withered building shaded by begonias, fish-red sleeves were lying quietly in front of the railing, with her hair spread loosely, and a pair of narrow eyes looking at the falling rain on her face without any rouge.
"Xiaoyu, you must take care of yourself!"
Su Bei looked into her eyes and spoke word by word.
In the room, Yao Yan wisely left, leaving only the two of them.
Dawn falls, the sun rises slowly, and the mist disappears and the dawn shines on the crowded figures.
Everyone wanted to completely separate in Nanli City.
Yu Hongxiu took the saint's token and went with the monks from the Holy Land of Peony to various places in the twenty-one states, lobbying the monks from the sects to do their best to go to Nandu. He and the saint immediately left for Nandu.
This is a helpless move, but it is also the current optimal solution.
The light did not have the vitality of the first day. It was like dusk, and the autumn rain was falling everywhere.
The flowers and trees planted in the Hong Pavilion are swaying in the wind and rain. The autumn leaves have fallen, and the ground is full of red. The autumn wind is blowing slowly, blowing her bright red dress, floating slightly in the hazy rain and mist. , if painting.
She slowly came back to her senses and looked at Su Bei, whose breathing had gradually stabilized. She did not show a charming expression like before, but looked at Su Bei calmly.
Su Bei has never seen her look like this.
The fish-red sleeves stretched out her bare hands and carefully arranged Su Bei's collar. Scattered light stained the Zhuge and was projected on her body, soaking her figure and reflecting diagonally on the begonias in the garden.
She felt as if something in her heart was about to overflow. Her hand left his collar and touched his cheek, murmuring softly:
"Take care of yourself too."
"Come back alive."
Su Bei stretched out his big hand and covered her small hand on his cheek. Their bodies were so close to each other that Su Bei could feel her heartbeat and feel her hot breath.
Her pair of fox eyes were naturally seductive. She didn't try to seduce her deliberately, but that kind of charm was already engraved in her bones.
"I am leaving."
Su Bei calmed down the charm in his heart, looked at her tenderly and spoke softly in her ear.
I never thought that one day, I would actually have feelings for this woman. Things are unpredictable.
Yu Hongxiu closed her eyes and let his big hand cover the back of her hand, feeling the hot breath on his body. She didn't know how many Jiazi. She had never deliberately searched for it, but in the end, the woman in the Hong Pavilion did not hide. Get over this worldly desire.
Will the enchantress of Xingyue Sect fall in love with a man one day?
She originally thought she wouldn't care about him. That day when she was hanging upside down in the sky, she proudly said that she didn't bother to be his woman. The words she said were like water being poured out. When she realized that even the saint was the same When he had feelings for her, she had to admit it.
At that moment, she seemed to regret it.
"Xiao Su."
"Um"
Su Bei placed her hand in his palm and stared at her eyes with indescribable moving emotions.
Thousands of words finally condensed into a short sentence that could no longer be dull:
"We must come back alive."
After a pause, her cheeks suddenly turned red, but it wasn't that obvious under the misty morning sun.
"My little man."
After saying that, she pushed him away with one hand, then turned her back, not looking at him.
"You go."
She doesn't want his so-called status. There are so-called status everywhere in the world, but she only recognizes that heart.
His appearance disrupted her original intention, but she did not regret falling in love with him, this passionate man, or her choice.
The proud Yu Hongxiu who looked down upon all the men in the world, perhaps deep down in her heart, chose to keep her pride.
It's just a pity that the words she said when she took over the old sect master's burden were ignored:
"The fragrance does not add to the secular world, and the sleeves do not stain the world."
"..."
...
Su Bei carried the sword box on his back and walked slowly down from the Red Pavilion.
Yao Yan just stood there quietly waiting for him, covering his head with one hand as if shielding him from the rain.
The black silk stockings were coiled high, and the white gauze embroidered skirt hung on the ground, not stained with any mud. She heard Su Bei's footsteps, turned around and looked at him and said:
"I bid farewell to your Xiaoyu Sect Master."
Su Bei hummed, but found that she just kept looking at him and did not move.
"Saint, what's wrong?"
Yao Yan stared at the distant world, then turned around, looked at Su Bei solemnly and said:
"I sensed the aura of Mahayana."
"Mahayana"
Su Bei's expression changed instantly. Of course he knew what this meant.
If Nanhuang really reaches this level, only the second Mahayana appears in the world who is qualified to stop him.
It is obvious that the Saint is only infinitely close to the Mahayana at this moment, but she is unable to take the final step.
The rain fell on the eaves of the Red Pavilion and in the water of the flower pond outside the attic, making a dripping sound.
"I will take you to Nandu, and then——"
Yao Yan's eyes were constantly changing, staring at Su Bei's face, wanting to imprint his face deeply into her sea of consciousness.
Then, she took a deep breath and said softly:
"I need eight hours."
"Breaking through the Mahayana."
"..."
Su Bei's throat moved and he opened his lips, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
At this moment, he seemed to finally realize why Yao Yan was hugging him quietly before.
It turned out that it was not that she took that step, but that she had not thought about taking that step.
As if for the sake of the speculation in his mind, he grasped his hand and said:
"Is that ice cream... delicious?"
This is a sentence that only the two of them understand.
Yao Yan looked at Su Bei with a smile on his face:
"So sweet."
"Sweeter than candied fruit."
Su Bei blinked at her pretending to be relaxed, and then said:
"Then, I will do it for you after you break through the Mahayana!"
"You have to finish eating."
Yao Yan laughed playfully, as if he had thought of something, and stretched out his palm towards Su Bei.
Those glazed eyes, which should have been as clear as the starry sky, revealed a bit of autumn water, and were beautiful and beautiful. She hung her wet black hair and said:
"High-five as an oath."
"good!"
Su Bei also extended his palms and put his hands together.
The next moment, she waved her bare hands gently, and the two of them were traveling above the sky towards Nandu at a terrifying speed.
...
Inside Nandu City.
All the people looked at the roaring silver dragon in the sky, and huddled on the ground one by one. Looking at the bloody dragon body, they panicked and murmured in fear:
"That's the Dragon King."
"The Dragon Prince is like this."
"Has the demon revived or God is angry?"
"..."
On Wenxian Mountain, large tracts of dead trees were burned to death, and under the thunderous thunder in the sky, there were endless flaming red lotuses.
The earth trembled and cracked, and the sky was covered with thick red clouds.
"That is......"
Wenren Pingxin recognized the dragon, but at this time her eyes were more focused on the red light screen. Her hands were trembling, and it was almost difficult to hold the hilt of the sword in her hand.
This screen of light is the backbone of Nandu City!
"Ouch——"
The many scales on the silver dragon's body burst open, forming a lake of flesh and blood, covered with blood stains. It glared at the pair of golden dragon boys stubbornly, hitting the light again and again.
The rewinding clouds instantly turned into thousands of strands, constantly coiling around it.
——It is going back to Beihai.
"This is the Zhiyang Locking Immortal Formation."
"It's useless, it can't come out."
"Everything is too late..."
Xi Qingyi looked at the desperate scene in front of him, his expression full of loneliness, and murmured to himself.
On the Jian Zong's flying boat, all the elders came out and looked at the light curtain within reach.
The dark ink obscured the sight inside, making it impossible to see clearly what kind of catastrophe was going on inside.
Although I don’t know what kind of turmoil is happening in Nandu, the uneasiness deeply entangled in everyone’s hearts is getting stronger and stronger. Even if they are driving towards Nandu day and night, is it still too late?
Wenren Pingxin seemed to have lost his soul, and he fell to the ground unable to hold himself up any longer.
In just two days, what happened in Twenty-one Prefectures was like a nightmare, constantly echoing in her mind. There was no news about Su Bei, the destruction of the sects in the world...
Sonorous——
The sound of the clashing of gold and stone resounded throughout Nandu City.
Wen Renpingxin's heart beat violently at this moment, and she stood up unsteadily. She pushed away Mo Xingjian, who was supporting her, and murmured:
"North......"
"The Sword Sect disciples are not dead yet! They must all still be alive!"
"They are not dead... not dead..."
She heard clearly that it was the sound of swords.
The originally scattered boy's eyes gradually gathered together, regarding the redness in front of them as nothing, and rushed towards the towering city wall of Nandu without any hesitation.
"I am their senior sister!"
"I promised Beibei that I would take them back..."
"I want to take it back..."
The city wall grew bigger and bigger in her eyes, and the stacked glazed bricks could already be seen in the holes.
Wenren Pingxin gritted her teeth, pointing the long sword in her hand at the red light screen, and streams of spiritual energy wrapped around her long sword.
"boom--"
Her vagina was covered with bloodshot eyes, and her nerves had already become extremely fragile. Facing another heavy blow, her heart could no longer bear the torment of waiting.
.
The long sword rolled up the sword energy that filled the sky, and struck hard on the red streak. The power of this blow had almost reached the peak that a Hedao monk could achieve.
"Crush it for me!
"
The mountains trembled, and she looked up to the sky and roared at the top of her lungs.
But all this was in vain, the terrifying power that could annihilate a mountain peak instantly merged into the red light curtain.
The next moment, a violent backlash of spiritual energy hit Wenren Pingxin's body instantly, causing blood to pour from her tiger's mouth, her forehead shattered, and blood spurted out.
She ignored her physical condition, raised her hand, and swung it forward heavily again!
"You are quite broken..."
A group of sword sect elders stopped Wen Renpingxin firmly. Xi Qingyi's eyes were red, he looked at her with a complicated expression and shouted angrily:
"Sister! Do you think we are not in a hurry?"
"Junior sisters are all inside, we are in pain just like you!"
"But Jian Zong can't just explain it here! The inheritance of Jian Zong can't be explained here!"
"We want to return to Jianzong and protect the inheritance of Jianzong!"
"..."
Wenren Pingxin waved his hand, and a strong wind swept away in an instant. The energy of Hedao instantly knocked Xi Qingyi away.
Her body trembled slightly, she closed her eyes with tears in her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:
"I promised Beibei that I would bring all the disciples of Jian Zong back to Jian Zong."
"To bring them back to Bujian Peak, to take them back..."
"You guys go back first."
She lowered her head, then held the long sword tightly in her hand, and murmured softly:
"sorry."
"Let senior sister do whatever she wants for once..."
After that, it turned into flowing light again.
The city wall was unreachable, and the sound of swords kept echoing in her ears. However, just as she waved the sword in her hand again, the next moment, a middle-aged man in black suddenly appeared outside Nandu City.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He waved the floating dust in his hand, stood in front of the red light curtain, and waved lightly in the direction of Wenren Pingxin.
There was no majestic momentum and no sky-filling image, but just such a Taoist priest in green made the elders of the Sword Sect instantly feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.
He just stood there, and the whole world seemed to focus on him, overwhelming the roaring in the sky.
"Pfft——"
A mouthful of blood spat out from Wen Renpingxin's mouth instantly. Her face turned pale, and her whole body turned into a red line of blood, flying upside down like a kite with a broken string.
Xi Qingyi stretched out his hand to block Wenren Pingxin behind him and stared at the Taoist priest. Behind him, a heavy flow of people continued to gather in the direction of Nandu!
Mo Xingjian looked at the man solemnly and said tremblingly:
"It's Li Chun!"
"How could he take such a step!"
"..."
Li Chun looked at the people of Jianzong calmly and said calmly:
"Master Wen Ren, long time no see."
"However, this should be the last time."
"By your Majesty's order, you and others will be buried in Nandu today."
"..."
Wenren Pingxin stretched out his plain hand to wipe his blood-red lips, then stared at him and said angrily:
"Li Chun, you have actually stepped into the tribulation!
"
"..."
What kind of opportunity can allow a late Hedao person to suddenly embark on a journey to transcend tribulation?
Li Chun wore an ordinary blue Taoist robe, and his gray hair was combed into a bun, simply tied up with a jade hairpin. If he were not here and now, he would look more like a shabby wandering Taoist.