The passers-by are vicious

“Xuandu——!”

With a roar, Rong Hao's face instantly became extremely ugly. His figure flashed in the air, and the next moment he rushed in front of Xuan Du like lightning, with a pair of golden eyes full of anger as he punched at him.

However, facing Rong Hao's fierce attack, Xuan Du did not swing the sword in his hand, but simply raised his arm to resist.

I saw two figures, black and white, fighting back and forth in the void. From time to time, I could see black fog and ice colliding with each other, making bursts of roaring sounds.

For a moment, the entire sky seemed to be dyed with two completely different colors.

Jiang Wanwan raised her arms to block the strong wind blowing in her face, looked up at the two figures fighting above her, and secretly wondered in her heart: "Are these two really just cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage?"

You know, although their Jiang family also has many cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, even these people can never change the spatial situation as easily as the two people in front of them.

At this moment, the system in the host space feels as if smoke is about to come out of its CPU!

It discovered unbelievably that the two novels actually overlapped, and that there were actually two so-called "children of destiny" in the world at the same time!

Rong Hao above still had a gloomy face, and his tone was questioning: "You and she are both from the Taixu Sect, did you know this a long time ago?"

However, Xuan Du simply waved his palms with a cold expression and easily dispersed the black mist.

At the same time, the frosty aura emanating from his body quickly spread in the air, and in the blink of an eye it froze the black dragon that had intended to attack him from behind.

Seeing that Xuan Du didn't answer him, Rong Hao took it as the other party's acquiescence. A ferocious look flashed across his handsome face, and he roared: "Why didn't you tell me?"

However, Xuan Du just pursed his lips slightly, and the few strands of silver hair scattered on his forehead were blown away by the black mist.

His voice was calm and indifferent, as if stating an obvious fact: "Even if she is a reincarnated person, she is not her anymore."

Xuan Du was afraid that his presence would disturb her, so even though he was a fellow disciple, he just stood cautiously in the distance, watching her figure silently.

However, Rong Hao was completely different from him, his heart was full of paranoia and unwillingness.

In Rong Hao's opinion, even though her soul still exists, as long as her body can be recast, Jiang Wanwan can return to this world again.

Because of their disagreements, the relationship between them became extremely tense.

Especially as former rivals in love, there was an insurmountable gap between them.

At this moment, they were even more ruthless, and every move was filled with murderous intent, as if they wanted to put the opponent to death.

Xuan Du knew very well that he could not disturb her peaceful life.

Today, she is no longer the ordinary woman who was troubled by fate and had to struggle desperately to survive.

She is now the eldest daughter of the Jiang family and has a new identity and status.

He only hoped to be able to quietly guard her side, and that would make him feel extremely satisfied.

However, Rong Hao didn't think so.

As a member of the dragon clan, he does not have such a broad mind and tolerance.

Now that he knew her whereabouts, how could he tolerate her becoming someone else? In his heart, only by restoring her to her original appearance could he truly be saved.

For a moment, frost and black fog seemed to fill the entire monastic site. Naturally, the other monks would not fail to notice such a big commotion, but they did not step forward and instead stood not far away and watched.

After all, the two people fighting were famous figures in the world of immortal cultivation, and many people were accustomed to the love-hate relationship between the black dragon Rong Hao of the demon clan and Xuan Du, a disciple of Ling Jianfeng of the Taixu Sect.

Every time we meet, there’s a big fight, but it’s never been this fierce before, so it feels a little strange.

Gu Jingyun also succeeded in forming a pill in this shocking battle, but after waking up he was a little confused for a while.

Murong Haoyu and Xu Xianhe had already gotten up and taken medicinal pills to recover from their injuries, while Jiang Wanwan was guarding them worriedly.

Xu Xianhe gently waved the Biqing fan in his hand, with a bitter smile on his face, "Brother Gu, you finally woke up! It was so dangerous just now, we almost died here."

Gu Jingyun scratched his head and looked up at the amazing momentum in the sky with a confused look on his face: "What on earth is going on?"

"It's a long story..."

Xu Xianhe slowly put away the fan and began to explain to Gu Jingyun in detail what happened - it turned out that when Gu Jingyun was forming the elixir, Rong Hao actually tried to kill him! If Xuandu had not come to his aid in time at the critical moment, the consequences would have been disastrous...

After hearing all this, Gu Jingyun couldn't help but be shocked, as if he hadn't expected this to happen!

"Moreover," Xu Xianhe continued, "Senior Brother Xuandu and the demon dragon are old acquaintances..."

"Gu Jingyun was even more surprised when he heard this, "Senior Brother Xuandu actually has a relationship with this demon dragon..."

Xu Xianhe nodded and continued, "Senior Brother Xuandu ascended from the mortal world. I heard that he was the son of destiny in that world. Due to emotional entanglements, he disobeyed the will of heaven and ascended to the world of immortal cultivation while being annihilated by thunder."

"Since he ascended to heaven, he has been searching for the soul of his wife in the mortal world, but he has never been able to find her. Perhaps because of this, his temples are covered with white hair. In addition, he has a mutated ice spirit root, which makes his temperament even colder."

"He is cold and indifferent to the female fairies, and his deep affection naturally attracts many fairies. He is ranked first in the list of the most desired Taoist companions in the world of immortal cultivation."

"In the words of those female fairies, he is handsome, cold as dust, broken yet affectionate, and has a widowed air."

After saying this, Xu Xianhe shook his head and tapped the fan gently. The bamboo pattern painted on the fan appeared and disappeared with his movements, as if responding to his words.

However, there was not the slightest bit of envy in his tone. After all, he, Xu Xianhe, was a man with someone he loved!

Thinking of this, Xu Xianhe's handsome face couldn't help but smile slightly, and then he gently shook the few strands of black hair hanging from his forehead. The hair was as soft as silk, drawing a graceful arc in the air and then gently falling back on his forehead.

Then, he turned to look at Jiang Wanwan beside him, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and threw her a wink with a funny and charming look.

All of this was seen by Murong Haoyu who was standing not far away. He crossed his arms and snorted with a haughty look in his eyes: "What a shameless green peacock!"

Although his voice was not loud, the irony contained in it could not be ignored.