However, Wudian was far away from the Xueqing Immortal Realm. Even though he was speeding all the way and running with all his strength, he still missed the best rescue time.
Dragon Phoenix was destroyed, and Suning didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
This made him feel angry, and at the same time he couldn't help but worry about his precious disciple Su Xinglan.
Suning is being plotted today, but what about in the future?
Not surprisingly, Duan Ziqian's next move will be Su Xinglan, who possesses the Dharma of Knowing Fate.
In the days to come, Wen Dian and Wu Dian will no longer be able to achieve the superficial quarrels they have had over the years.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, and the delicate relationship between the two palaces will be completely broken because of Suning.
Fight to the death, you die and I die.
"Why."
When he thought of this, Gu Changxiao became annoyed.
I couldn't help but frown and sigh, and I was worried.
But soon, he put aside the messy and trivial matters in his mind, and paid close attention to the weak fluctuations in the void.
"Well, here we come."
Bracing himself, he flicked his fingers.
"boom."
The darkness burst, and Wen Tianshu escaped looking embarrassed.
Gu Changxiao went straight to the point and said: "Where is Suning?"
The latter pretended to be calm, pretending to be stupid and said blankly: "Oh, who am I? It turns out to be the ancestor of Wu Diangu."
"Tsk, disrespectful, disrespectful."
"What, you have something to do with me?"
His face was not red and he was out of breath. He deliberately showed a blank look and his expression was innocent.
Gu Changxiao repeated: "I asked you where Suning is."
This time, he stood up and his tone was stern and coercive.
Wen Tianshu, who was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, said plausibly: "To find Suning, you have to go to the Wuchen Fairyland, or ask your precious disciple Su Xinglan. What's the point of intercepting me halfway?"
"I have never met Suning, let alone Suning."
With a tough attitude, he said angrily: "As the ancestor of the Martial Palace, if you want to cause trouble for me, the Palace of Wen, you should go to my ancestor Duan instead of venting your anger on me, a junior, right?"
Gu Changxiao slowly raised his right hand and pinched Wen Tianshu's neck from a distance, making him unable to move. He said, "You know very well whether you have seen Suning or not."
"The dragon and phoenix have been swallowed by the ancestral dragon. With this arrangement, your Wen Palace's merits will be complete."
"He finally achieved the result Duan Ziqian wanted."
"If you do it, please ask him to accept it as soon as possible."
"I will not interfere in matters that should not be investigated by me."
"But Suning, Suning has become a useless person, you have to leave it to me."
"He is Xinglan's nephew. He is affectionate and reasonable, and he has some connection with our Martial Palace."
"What do you think?"
With his joints straining, Gu Changxiao gradually became murderous, and he said without any concealment: "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"
Wen Tianshu's eyes were bloodshot and bulging as he said, "If you want to kill, just kill, why bother talking nonsense?"
"If you can kill me today, tomorrow I, the Wen Palace, can kill people from your Martial Palace."
"Of those people you trained with your own hands, who can avoid being killed openly by my ancestor Duan?"
Gu Changxiao said angrily: "Threaten me?"
Wen Tianshu chuckled strangely and said, "I'm just telling the truth."
As soon as he finished speaking, a big hand quietly stretched out from the broken void behind him that had no time to recover.
Next up was Duan Ziqian, who was wearing a gray robe.
When the deity comes, the air waves shake the sky.
"Detain my Wen Palace disciples and use the big ones to bully the small ones."
"Gu Changxiao, is this the method and style of your majestic martial arts ancestor?"
Be the first to attack and be ridiculed.
Duan Ziqian holds a writing brush with one stroke facing forward.
The pen was sharp, rolling up tens of thousands of semi-holy laws and condensing them into lines.
Gu Changxiao had to retreat, and indirectly let go of Wen Tianshu and raised his hands to greet him.
The confrontation between the knife and the pen was extinguished in one blow.
Both are in the seventh realm of Semi-Saints, and they are equally matched in strength, so no one can do anything to the other.
"I only want Suning, and I want to see people in life and corpses in death."
Rolling up his sleeves, he smiled and pressed forward step by step.
Duan Ziqian didn't take it seriously, rolled up Wen Tianshu and fled without a trace.
"If you want to fight, come to my Wen Palace. Someone from my section will be with you at any time."