The Path Toward Heaven

Looking at that drop of blood, many people couldn't help but exclaimed. Nan forget to prepare to come and take a look, but didn't know what to think of, and retreated.

Jing Jiu waved his hand and motioned to ignore it, looking at Fang Jingtian and saying, "Now your Master is dead, what's your thought?"

Fang Jingtian thought seriously for a long time and said, "If I can cure the injury, I should still find a way to get revenge."

Jingjiu said, "What if I was gone then?"

Everyone knows what this means by soaring.

It is wonderful to say that, whether it was the disciples of Qingshan or the practitioners of other sects, from the moment when he was confirmed to be Jingyang's real person, there was no doubt whether he could ascend again.

Fang Jingtian said: "Then everything will be closed."

"Well, then you take the three of them to Xilaifeng to rest." Jing Jiu pointed to the three elders of Yinshi who came out of Yinfeng.

Fang Jingtian was silent for a while and said, "Yes ... Uncle."

Silver eyebrows danced in the night breeze, somewhat like Xijian Creek in the distance, heading for the distance.

Jing Jiu turned around and looked over Nanshan, and said, "You arrange for someone to clean up."

The cleaning here is not the Taoist Temple of Xilaifeng, but the peaks of Qingshan.

Today, Qunfeng has suffered several calamities. I don't know how many cliffs have collapsed and at least tens of thousands of ancient trees have broken. It can be said to be sore all over the land.

Even Aoyama Zongli is a monk, and it takes a long time to repair these.

Everyone knows that Gu Jiu's next candidate is Gu Qing. At this time, Nanshan was asked to do these things, which inevitably caused some speculation.

Only the people who have visited Nanshan himself and Shenmofeng know that this is only because he should have more important things to leave to Gu Qing.

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Returning to the end of God's Peak, Jing Jiu confirmed that although Gu Qing was severely injured, he couldn't die for a while and then gave him a few words and hurried him back to Chaoge City.

Looking at the dignified expression on Gu Qing's face when he left, and the drop of blood on Jing Jiu's earlobe, the atmosphere at the end of God's Peak became even more tense.

There was a squeak, and the drop of blood dripped toward the ground.

Jing Jiu's earlobe disappeared.

Everyone was shocked to see this scene.

In the past one hundred years, no matter what kind of strong man he suffered, and no matter how badly he suffered, it is very difficult for a wound to appear on the surface of his body, because he is a sword reborn.

It was only in the shocking battle with Nanchao that year that his injuries were too severe and his ear lobe was severed.

A similar picture happened again today. How much injury did he suffer today?

Zhao Layue had been prepared for a long time, Yi Han brought out several sword lights, came to his side, and his right hand protruded like lightning, pinching his earlobe.

"Can't die," Jing Jiu said.

He was destroyed by Qingshan Sword Formation, his brother was killed by him, and Xijianxi was picked up by him to hit a fairy, which must have cost some.

He said that he couldn't die, so he wouldn't die if he wanted to, but where can people at ten years old be assured, especially when he finds his face a bit solemn.

This is a rare emotion for Jing Jiu.

You should know that no matter whether Taiping real person came to him by Liu ten years old or the immortal fell into the sky, he didn't let him move.

It may be because those things were expected by him, and the things he was thinking at this time were already out of the sandbox.

"What the **** is going on? Why is the atmosphere so depressing? Haven't we won?"

Zhuo Rusui thought that although Qingshan was beaten into a garbage dump today, he paid two heavy costs for Sword Formation and Shang Defeng ... but the ancestor of Taiping was killed, and the biggest hidden danger of Qingshan Sect was killed. The immortals and Baizhenren of the school have completed a peerless victory that can never be imagined. What is not worth it?

The breeze was light, and A Piao appeared in front of Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu said: "Cao Yuan should be in the East China Sea. You should tell him that Bai Yuan may have fallen into the sky, take him down and try to kill her."

The black hair on A Piao's forehead fluttered, just like she was nervous at this moment, and said, "Even if I bring Dao Sheng, I may not be able to kill Bai Zhenren ..."

Jing Jiu said: "Tong Yan is below, let him persuade the mage to join in. He was taught by Bai Zhenren. He should know **** him."

A Piao sighed and said, "Well, how do I get there?"

Jing Jiu said, "Shui Yuezhen's sedan chair is waiting for you outside the mountain. I'll tell you the master."

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It turned out that the two dialogues before Qinglian Xiaojia left had no meaning.

A Piao stepped out of the cliff, drifted forward in the sea of ​​clouds, and soon disappeared under the starry night.

What was even more surprising was another thing.

It was only then that they knew that Baizhen was not dead. What happened to the scattered mist?

Zhao Layue asked: "Is it a stand-in in the mist? How can I hide the eyes of you and talk to the real person, and talk about the real person ... How can he vomit blood in the end?"

Jing Jiu said, "The monster tower in Shifang Town is weird. It should be the anti-killing bureau set up by Bai Yuan. It is true that the real person was seriously injured."

Zhao Layue looked into his eyes and said, "If Bai Zhenren is still alive, then he hasn't achieved his full strength."

Jing Jiu went to the cliff and looked into the distance under the starry sky, and said, "It is more likely that the previous work was exhausted."

Zhao Layue squeezed his earlobe, followed him to the cliff, followed his eyes to the distance, and murmured, "What is she trying to do?"

That cloud of mist must be a very clever way of the Zhongzhou School. The demon tower in Shifang Town has a prohibition on talking to real people, which shows that Baizhenren has already done everything.

The question is why now that she has come to Qingshan so calmly, and she has returned to the White-Blade Fairy according to Jing Jiu's calculations?

No matter how much her conspiracy can bring to the Zhongzhou faction, how can she withstand the loss of a fairy?

Jing Ji patted the back of her hand, signaled that she could let go.

Zhao Layue retracted his right hand and wiped it casually on the sleeve.

Jing Jiuwang said to Que Niang: "Tong Yan will not come back for a while, you will play chess with me."

No one knows why he suddenly played chess at such a moment.

It is acknowledged that Tong Yan, the first chess player in the world, is not his opponent, but people at the end of God know that he never likes to play chess.

When Liu was ten years old, he suddenly thought that outside the Chaocheng City last year, the son who also didn't like the rhythm suddenly took the bone flute and played a tune. Is there any connection between the two?

The queen mother didn't know why the husband played chess, but she couldn't give birth to the ecstasy of the past, and came up a little uneasily.

Yuan Qu moved out of the table and stool at the fastest speed.

Jing Jiu took out the bamboo chair and lay down a little tired, and said, "You first."

Xia Niang didn't dare to think too much, and quickly put a black spot on the chessboard.

Jing Jiu took a Baizi and put it on.

The whole God's Peak, including Zhuo Rusui, ... does not know how to play chess, calligraphy or painting. Naturally, I can't understand this game, but I know there must be deep meaning, so I gathered around the table and looked at it with wide eyes.

Fortunately, Jiu Jiu Luo Zi was extremely fast. The queen mother understood what he meant and responded as quickly as possible, but it didn't take long to end.

Playing chess so fast, and the opponent is still Jingu, the queen mother is under great pressure, her face is a little pale, and her horns have been wet by Xianghan.

Zhuo Rusui took the handkerchief out of his sleeve and handed it to her, asking, "Who won?"

Que Niang glanced at him quietly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I wonder who can win Mr.?

Liu Shisui and others also looked at Zhuo Rusui, thinking that this is nothing to talk about?

Zhao Layue thought that the handkerchief was only used to wipe the sword, but it was inconvenient to tell the queen.

Black and white pawns are intertwined and look extremely complicated.

Jing Jiu looked at the chessboard for a long time and remained silent.

It is normal for him to win.

Silence is not normal.

A murmur sounded.

The blue bird landed on the chessboard, looking towards Jing Jiu's eyes still full of fear, but full of courage.

Jing Jiu raised his head, reached out his finger, and gently nodded his head, and said pitifully, "You are too fast, but too late."