Brother is too cold

After meeting Wen Guye as Ji Yuan, in Ji Lianzhou's heart, the events of the past 2 years became more and more distant.

So much so that at this moment, he spent a long time recalling what he was thinking when he built this martial arts arena.

Why did you choose this place?Did he really do it on a whim, or did he discover something at that time?

"...I really can't remember." Ji Lianzhou rubbed the center of his brows, and smiled suddenly, "But it's okay, just dig it out and find out."

After all, they have plenty of time now.

The Wuming Sword that was summoned earlier was still around Ji Lianzhou, with a little bit of Wen Guye's blood on it.The spirit sword is still in Weng Ming, as if dissatisfied with what Ji Lianzhou asked him to do.

Wen Guyye's natal magic weapon was taken back, and it spun quickly in his dantian.

Ji Lianzhou ignored the Wuming sword, but silently recited the sword formula in his heart, and let the tip of the sword stab towards the martial arts field.The material he chose at the beginning was the best, and with the blessing of the formation, even if another Mahayana monk came, it would take a lot of effort to pry the ground open.But this is his territory after all, not to mention the failure of the formation under his sword, even the material on the ground is not so useful.

Soon, a white mark appeared on the ground.Immediately afterwards, the white seal gradually expanded, turning into a dent.

While he was doing all this, Wen Guyye just looked at him, wondering what he was thinking.

Many times, Ji Lianzhou thought that Wen Guyye was going to stop him.He doesn't know where he came up with this idea, maybe it's because of the strong power of the primordial spirit, and in the three years of harmony, Wen Guye's sea of ​​consciousness has become a place he is all too familiar with.

But the other party did not speak.

That being the case, Ji Lianzhou continued to dig.

Wen Guyye's mood is actually very delicate.In the friend's outline, Ji Yuan's exploration of Mozun's mansion has not gone so deep.Ji Yuan took away the exercises and treasures of heaven and earth treasured in the secret room of the mansion, carefully explored the surrounding formations, and rolled on the Xuanyu couch with the harem for countless days and nights, benefiting a lot.

Only the martial arts arena was not dug up to find out.

Wen Guye had an intuition that something might happen if Ji Lianzhou really dug it down, but he hesitated whether to stop it.After all, this is Ji Lianzhou's territory, not to mention the hidden beasts, even the flowers, plants and trees are at the disposal of the Demon Lord... What's the problem?

He stood by the edge of the martial arts arena, watching Ji Lianzhou manipulate the spirit sword, every move was windy.The Demon Lord with the face of Destiny's Child glanced in his direction from time to time, and in the end he simply threw the spirit sword on the field and wrapped himself around to ask him how his injury was.

Wen Guyye naturally replied that nothing happened.This is the truth. He didn't take the accident just now to heart at all. On the contrary, he only remembered after Ji Lianzhou said the previous few words. Even the halo of the protagonist must have a suitable reason to exist.

Yes, Ji Lianzhou didn't believe it.Or, he just wanted to find some excuses to tease the person in front of him.

Ji Lianzhou's fingers rested on Wen Guyye's broken clothes, he gently stroked the wound that had become a shallow white line with his shiny fingertips, licked his scarlet tongue around his lips, and said softly: " Little brother can beat me and scold me, just don't lie to me."

Wen Guyye nodded indifferently, his attitude was completely perfunctory.

Ji Lianzhou's eyes darkened, and just as he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed!

He only had time to shout "be careful" in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his body was torn apart by a force that came from nowhere, tearing him and Wen Guyye apart.It seemed that there was a storm pulling him somewhere.

That force was so great that all Ji Lianzhou's offensives were useless in it.

Before he passed out, he opened his eyes with the last of his strength and looked in the direction of the storm.

...It is the bricks and stones of the martial arts field that have been broken with a gap, and the nameless sword is still stuck in it.

As for Wen Guyye, he no longer knew where he was.

When he was conscious again, Ji Lianzhou saw an empty world in front of him.It took him a while to realize that he was still lying there.

As soon as this idea came up, Ji Lianzhou's heart sank, he turned over and stood up, and immediately thought of the secret place of Longshou Village that he had visited with Wen Guyye.

The formation of the secret realm is still an unsolved mystery. The monks only know that the flow of time in the secret realm is often different from that of the outside world, and once they enter, the scenarios they face are also different.If you are lucky, you may be able to inherit the power.It is also common for those who are unlucky to fall into it.

Ji Lianzhou has lived for 2 years, not to mention hearing about it, even if he has been to dozens or even hundreds of secret places.However, the secret realm of Longshou Village is the only one he knows, and its content will be formed according to the entrants.

He still remembered the world that disappeared bit by bit when he flew to the outermost edge of Longshou Mountain.That scene is so similar to the one in front of me, the only difference is that there is nothing that needs to disappear right now.

There is such a place under the martial arts arena?It's really... makes no sense.

Ji Lianzhou frowned. Even if he didn't remember what it looked like before the martial arts field was built, he could still imagine that it was nothing more than a wasteland full of miasma.

How can a sword be inserted, and a storm will float out?

He was puzzled when he heard a chuckle behind him.

Ji Lianzhou turned around suddenly, looked in front of him, his pupils narrowed rapidly.

At the same time, Wen Guye stared at the bloody scene in front of him, without any fluctuation in his expression.Only by looking closely can one find the corners of his lips tightly pursed.

Someone said to him: "What happened to Xunyang Palace, do you really have a clear conscience?"

Wen Guyye looked at him expressionlessly.

The other party smiled, softened the cold and hard facial contours, gave a somewhat coaxing expression, and said to Wen Guye: "Lu Zhichu and Qu Zhiqin were originally a match made in heaven, but Ji Yuan got a foot in it , snatching Qu Zhiqin's heart... In grief and anger, Lu Zhichu took the initiative to invite Ying to go to the western border, but was seriously injured in the miasma, and had to go back to Xunyang Palace to recuperate. Is Qu Zhiqin Ji Yuan's man? She is the daughter of the lord of Xunyang Palace, Ji Yuan discovered the spiritual vein, how could he not bring her along..."

"After this incident, only the sisters Qu Zhiqin and Qu Zhiyou are left in Xunyang Palace. Tsk, this kind of tragedy is obviously just a matter of your words, why don't you say it?"

There was a wave of fluctuation in Wen Guyye's eyes.

Seeing this, the man pressed even harder, and continued: "Only the devil Ji Lianzhou believes in reasons like the Dao of Heaven... You don't really think of him as Ah Zhou, do you? Humans will change, now Letting you go back, can you adapt? Why are you so obsessed with it. Azhou died long ago, and now there is only one demon left!"

Wen Guyye pursed his lower lip, and a barely audible word escaped between his teeth: "No..."

The man said again: "Don't say you don't want to change the future. If you really don't want to, don't roll on the bed with that devil. Let him have sex with the sisters of the Qu family, and let Lu Zhichu go away heartbroken. You really can't do it." arrive?"

In front of him, Wen Guye caressed the spirit sword on his waist, looking at him thoughtfully.

"...Let's be honest, you don't really think A Zhou is very important. Even if the one in Ji Yuan's body is not Ji Lianzhou, it's just an ordinary broken sleeve who wants to double cultivate with you. You have been entangled for more than 1000 years, no Will you agree to the same?"

This is clearly a preposterous statement.

Wen Guye's movements of touching the hilt of the sword became a little heavier, but just as he was about to hold it, the person in front of him seemed to have discovered something and smiled: "What's the hurry? What's wrong with what I said?"

Wen Guyye shook his head: "You are right."

While speaking, he drew out his spirit sword and was about to stab at the other party!

The other party did not evade, and even went straight to meet him, with a mocking smile on his face: "Wen Guye, that's all you can do. Hurting me is hurting you, you can think clearly."

With a blank expression on his face, Wen Guye sent the sword deeper.

Seeing his appearance, the other party snorted, "Don't believe me? Then I'll show you..." As he spoke, he sent his arm to the edge of the sword!

In the next moment, a blood mist appeared on the same part of Wen Guyye's arm.A wound of this magnitude was far from enough to cause pain, but he still stopped.

The man said: "I am you, Yu Huang, the head disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, who came from the outside world, Wen Guye!"

Wen Guye looked up at the other party.

The other party had a face that was exactly the same as his.

Exactly the same thin light-colored lips, exactly the same eyebrows and eyes.Even the clothes he was wearing were the same.The same place was cut, and the blood that flowed out stained the sleeves with ordinary stains.

The two faced each other, and each other was like a mirror to themselves, only their expressions were slightly different.Seeing Wen Guye stop, the man couldn't help clapping his hands: "I believe it? It's a pity, a pity, it's too late."

Wen Guyye: "Late?"

The man said: "That's right, you hurt me once, I should pay it back no matter what. Haven't you ever tasted the coercion of a monk in the distraction stage?"

Wen Guyye: "...But you are not me."

The man smiled: "What's the difference? I know what you know, I feel what you feel, and I will be hurt when you get hurt... But as long as I am you, this kind of wound will always heal, what's the matter?" cause for concern."

Speaking of which, he even summoned a spirit sword.

Wen Guye saw at a glance that it was the natal magic weapon that should have been lying in his dantian, and it was the sword he had personally collected and refined.

But in fact, the sword in front of him had nothing to do with him at all, and even flashed a cold light in front of his eyes, as if it was about to strike at the next moment.