He was running staggeringly, losing one of his sneakers, and was completely out of control.
Tantai Jinse asked: "Is that enough? Are you qualified to help you?"
The wind stopped, the rain stopped, and everything became calm.
Su Xinglan barely kept his standing posture and looked sideways behind him.
With just one glance, his whole person felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his eyes were incredibly dull.
"you......"
Tai Xuan Sword left his hand and he sat down on the ground.
The Adam's apple rolled up and down, making it difficult to speak.
Suning, who didn't know what was going on, shouted loudly: "Uncle San, are you okay?"
Su Xinglan shook his head numbly and said in a dry voice: "Eight, the eighth palace, that lake."
Suning was confused and quickly turned to look.
"I go."
After saying two short words, his face turned pale and his pupils dilated.
I can no longer find a suitable adjective for the shock in my heart.
The eighth palace was suspended in mid-air and was uprooted.
In the lake behind, not a drop of water is left, and its whereabouts are unknown.
Such unheard of and strange methods opened his eyes, and it was almost difficult for him to resist.
"No, you are not Jiuta."
"In the small world of China, neither he nor Gu Yuyu dare to use immortal power unless it is absolutely necessary."
"I didn't feel any fluctuations in the magical power you just used."
"Not a bit of it."
Suning's breathing was low, and his limbs became stiff due to fear: "Who are you, and why are you pretending to be my sister Fanyin?"
Tantai Jinse put away the green bamboo umbrella, walked into the seventh palace and said, "I am Tantai Jinse, and I am also Jiang Changnian."
"I am her and she is me. We are the same person. How can we pretend to be one?"
Suning asked suspiciously: "Who is Jiang Changnian?"
The quiet girl in a purple dress replied: "When you go to the fairy world, you will know who I am."
"Now, it's not time yet."
Suning forced herself to calm down, and her mind raced rapidly: "I didn't understand what you said. My sister Fanyin is the Mistress of the Young Palace Ziwei. She can only be her. How can she be the same person as you?"
"You said you came from the fairy world..."
Halfway through the words, Suning seemed to have thought of something, his expression suddenly changed, and he roared angrily: "Damn it, my soul is taking over my body."
Jiang Changnian, whose soul controlled Tantai Jinse, sneered: "Just because you almost had your body taken over by someone doesn't mean that everyone is as unlucky as you."
"This worldly little ant on the eighth level of martial arts will be looked down upon."
Suning said angrily: "If you really want to look down on your duplicity, you should get out of my sister Fanyin's body as soon as possible."
Jiang Changnian put down his umbrella, and his silent eyes glowed with a strange golden light that made people dare not look directly.
"No one has dared to mention the word "get out" behind me for many years."
"Most of those young people who dared to make rude remarks were shot to death by me myself."
"You, if you are not the current Lord of Dragon and Phoenix, if you are not related to my brother."
"You will die miserably and without a burial place."
As she said this, she slapped her backhand.
"Click."
The eighth palace suspended in mid-air exploded with an explosion, and thick smoke that covered the sky surrounded the Immortal Tomb.
Jiang Changnian gathered his fingers together and said one by one: "You two losers, if you don't come to see me now, when will you wait?"
"Stab it."
She tore a hole into the endless void under the dark night.
At the same time, two embarrassed figures with earth-colored faces fell from the crack in the void.
