If you don't hate you, you won't become a Buddha

The Sanxiu League is located on a cliff.

Thousands of mountains and spirits gather in one place, and the mundane fireworks are mixed with the dust of the world of self-cultivation.

The north is connected to the snowfield where the bones are buried, the south is connected to the flourishing mortal world where the spiritual energy has been revived, and the east and west are connected by a long river hanging from the sky, which runs across the entire Sanxiumeng garrison, like a dragon.

The three precipices are the three heavens of the Loose Cultivation Alliance.

The handymen and the mortal relatives of the disciples in the alliance all live in Yichongtian to make a living, and are protected by the loose cultivator alliance.Underneath, several huge cities were gathered and derived, lying on the boundless plain like giant beasts, surrounded by mountains and cliffs that towered into the sky.

And the Second Heaven is where all the disciples of the Sanxiu League are located.

The Sanxiu League has never regarded itself as a sect, and let the disciples go or stay, and the control is also lazy, so it is loved by ordinary people who have just tasted the taste of cultivating immortals.

But the last few days have been different.

"I got it, I got it!"

In the ever-flowing crowd, an excited voice came from far away, almost drowned by the surrounding noise.But immediately the crowd in front was squeezed out of a gap, and a thin young man came out holding a few jade slips, sweating profusely, but couldn't hide his excitement.

When the monks around saw him, they all stared enviously and jealously at the jade slip in his hand, their eyes were full of enthusiasm, but full of helplessness.

"It's Song Yang who got such shit luck!" Someone spat bitterly.

Some people said with envy and hatred: "With this luck, it depends on whether there is life sharing! Just Song Yang and the others, if they accidentally touched some mechanism or offended some sword soul during the treasure hunt in Xuanjianzong, I'm afraid they will be killed." I don't even know how I died!"

The cynicism was in my ears.

Song Yang's face became angry, and he was about to turn around to argue with these cursed people, when suddenly a cold hand took the jade slip in his hand, and a calm male voice came: "The team is about to start, Mo Let the boatman wait, let's go."

The person who spoke seemed extremely authoritative.

Hearing this, not only did Song Yang hang his head unwillingly, but even the people around him didn't dare to speak out any more sarcasm.

"It's Senior Brother Yuan!"

"Unexpectedly, Song Yang and the others actually recruited Senior Brother Yuan into the team..."

The person called Yuan Shixiong was in his twenties, gentle and refined, with very white lips.

He ignored the others' comments, and led Song Yang and the other two people away from the crowded square, walking towards a giant ship suspended in the distance, and beckoning to the dark place.

"Don't hide, let's go."

Brother Yuan said lightly.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, a light and slim figure jumped down from the tree beside the road, but it was a delicate and simple girl.The girl made a grimace at Yuan Su, then turned her head and grabbed Song Yang's ear behind her.

"Junior Sister, stop! Oh, it hurts, it hurts!"

Song Yang bared his teeth and begged for mercy, but he didn't mobilize the monk's mana to resist, and he still had the heart to wink at Yuan Su for a while, asking him to help.However, Yuan Su's face was cold, he didn't pay attention, as if he didn't see it, he distributed the jade slips in his hand to the others.

"It's useless to ask Brother Yuan for mercy!"

The girl snorted coldly, "Brother Song, if you don't make it clear today why you didn't call me to attack Xuanjianzong, we will never end!"

"Aren't you in retreat..." Song Yang said aggrievedly.

"I'm in closed-door training, not in closed-door training, so why can't I call it so?" The girl gritted her teeth and said, "What's more, I'm the only one who doesn't know about such a big thing as the Miexuan Sword Sect, the second level of the Sanxiu League? Guan took a look, all the brothers and sisters had gone, and I was the only one guarding the house alone..."

She said, let go of her hand, and glared at Song Yang bitterly.

Song Yang rubbed his ears, and said helplessly: "Look at what you mean, don't you all know? The elders didn't call you because they were afraid of embarrassing you. After all, you have been fighting with the saintess of Linglong Pavilion before, and you are so fascinated by Cheng Siqi. Great, aren't we afraid that you won't be able to do it?"

Hearing the word Cheng Siqi, the girl's expression darkened, and she said desolately: "Xuanjianzong colluded with Tianjizong, did not fall into the immortal sword, and let calamities enter the spirit world. I already know. In the face of righteousness, there is nothing that can't be held back." ...Besides, didn't Master Cheng Shao disappeared during the sneak attack back then?"

She forced a smile: "I've given up a long time ago."

Song Yang glanced at the girl's lonely face, touched the back of her head, and didn't know what to say for a moment.After a while, Cai Qian laughed: "There will be many young talents in the future, junior sister...don't hang yourself on a tree."

As he said that, he frowned and sighed: "Speaking of which, Xuan Jianzong's deception is really deep enough. At that time, Jianmeng also took the initiative to come to our Sanxiumeng, and suggested that the monks of the whole spirit world unite to prevent those catastrophes from escaping. , into the spirit world."

A look of reminiscence floated on his face.

"The legendary fairy sword was sealed in the hinterland of Xuanjianzong like a mountain peak. When it was unsheathed, all the sword cultivators of Xuanjianzong, whether it was a pure white child who had just picked up the sword, or a Mahayana Supreme Master They all folded the sword with their own hands, pouring their entire body into the immortal sword."

"Thousands of Swords Crying Together."

"The entire Xuanjian sect is collapsing, and all sword cultivators are crazy. They would rather burn their entire body and die with a single blow of the immortal sword. That's really...crazy. It's just such a crazy look. I have never been able to believe their appearance, but they actually betrayed the spirit world."

Song Yang pursed his lips, his eyes were covered with a layer of gray.

The charming girl was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Song Yang, and said, "You said that they unsealed the fairy sword with all the power of the whole sect, but they didn't make a sword in the end, just to put on a show?"

Song Yang didn't quite understand the meaning of the girl's words, so he nodded inexplicably: "Yes, otherwise, with the combat power of those sword cultivators, let alone our Loose Cultivator League, even the Purple Clothed League may not be able to eat it together. Xuan Jianzong is such a tough bone."

"It's just that they were all at the end of their strength at that time, so..."

A sneer interrupted his voice.

Song Yang looked up, but saw that the charming girl didn't look at him, but cast a sarcasm at the crowd who were excitedly hunting for treasures in the air, and then looked at Yuan Su next to him, "Senior brother, this is the first time I I feel that there are so many fools in this cultivation world."

Yuan Su shook his head when he heard the words: "They are not stupid, they only care about profit."

There was silence among several people.

Those who are really naive and ignorant like Song Yang are really a minority.Almost all the members of the Loose Cultivation Alliance and those in the cultivation world understand that the reason behind the failure of Xuanjianzong's fairy sword to fall is no longer important.

The important thing is that Xuan Jianzong is gone.

The flying boats in the sky lined up one after another in an orderly manner, flew out of the cliff of Sanxiu League, pierced through the clouds and fog, and flew straight in the direction of Xuanjianzong.

Since the Xuanjianzong was destroyed a few days ago, the Sanxiu League began to issue tasks, allowing its monks to draw lots to go to the Xuanjianzong to hunt for treasures.After all, although Xuanjianzong disappeared that day, it was a sudden event. The myriad backgrounds of Xuanjianzong are by no means that simple. The treasures hidden in it are far better than secret realms and caves. select.

Such a good thing naturally became a matter of contention among many disciples.

Everyone can get a share of the profit, so whether the benefit is stained with blood or not is not so important.

"Lead the flying boat, and I will set off."

After distributing the jade slips, Yuan Su told several people, "This trip is no different than before. The Xuanjianzong is not only a place where chance treasures are stored, but also a dangerous place. Be careful and don't act without authorization. This is the place I made. There are a few arrays, but there are defenses..."

Before the words fell, a piercing scream suddenly exploded.

Everyone on the cliff was stabbed in the head, as if being pierced by a sharp sword, the pain was unbearable, and the sea of ​​consciousness shook.

Those with lower cultivation levels even had blood gushing out of their orifices in just an instant, and fell to their knees on the ground with empty eyes, breathless.

"Enemy...enemy attack!"

Finally someone yelled out, and purple ripples suddenly appeared on the mountain guard formation above the sky, exuding a powerful aura covering all directions.

"enemy?"

"An enemy is coming!"

"Who dares to come to my Sanxiu League to make trouble!"

Everyone in the Sanxiu League recovered from the scream, and looked towards the place where the sound came from, alert and angrily.

And at the moment when the big formation was lit up, all the guards composed of powerful monks in the Loose Cultivation Alliance also broke through the barrier, spontaneously formed a formation, and stood in the void.

A sword light came from the west, bright as silver snow.

The blue and vast sky was torn in two by a sharp line of pale white, the flowing clouds gave way, and the violent wind stopped.

This white mark is like a wound from the sky, even after the sword light travels far, it cannot be healed.Looking at it at a glance, one can only hear the clanging of Wan Jian, and the fighting spirit soars to the sky.

The coercion of leaving the body was unreservedly poured down.

The dazzling sword light also faded in front of the formation, revealing a slender figure stepping on the sword.

The figure's hair was disheveled, its face could not be seen clearly, and its blood-stained clothes were blown up in the wind. It seemed to be carrying something in its hand, and it was thrown towards the formation.

All the casual cultivators who were waiting in battle were shocked.

Even though they knew that this formation would not be easy for ordinary Huashen to break through, but for some reason, no one dared to be careless in the face of this menacing sword cultivator.

The thing hit the big formation, was bounced up and down, and then rolled down.

The casual cultivators in the formation took a closer look, but there were a few bloody heads, which looked very familiar.

A female cultivator in the guard took a subconscious look, her eyes turned red, and she was about to rush out with her knife: "I'll kill you!"

However, before she could rush out of the formation, the figure outside the formation suddenly raised his hand and raised a long sword with a cold light.

He swung his long sword and frantically slashed down towards the formation.

The large formation of the Sanxiu League is extremely powerful, and even more capable of countering shocks.

When the long sword was cut down, there was only a ripple in the formation, and it didn't waver at all.On the contrary, the person who wielded the sword was shaken all over, as if he couldn't bear it.But the speed of the long sword falling was faster and the force was heavier.

The light of thunder and lightning surged.

The female cultivator who was about to rush out was stunned, and said in disbelief: "He...is he crazy? He's an out-of-body monk, and he's attacking my Loose Cultivation Alliance's mountain protection formation?"

"He's crazy."

The person next to him said with a complex expression, "Do you know that sword? It's the Sword of Extreme Love. He...is Cheng Siqi."

As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of all the monks in the second layer of the formation changed.

It just so happened that the agitation of the formation was getting stronger and stronger, and the opposing gust of wind brushed away Cheng Siqi's messy hair, revealing his blood-splattered face. Everyone was startled, and couldn't help but ask: "Didn't Cheng Siqi... die long ago?"

"We also burned his body..."

The casual cultivators looked at each other, seeing fear in each other's eyes.

The whole sect of Xuanjianzong was destroyed, but unexpectedly, Cheng Siqi was left behind.This person with a cold face, tireless like a puppet, who vomits blood while attacking the formation, is he still a sword cultivator in their eyes?

That is clearly the evil spirit who returned from hell to take revenge!

"Mysterious Sword Sect colluded with Tianji Sect and let my spiritual world face such a catastrophe. I deserve it!" A leader of the guard suddenly said with a cruel expression on his face, "Now a mere remnant of the Xuan Sword Sect is So what about the sword master? Two fists are no match for four hands, so I'm afraid I won't be able to beat him?"

"Even if he just gives up and retreats despite the difficulties, we will never spare him!"

The leader of the guards pointed at the long whip and cut a flash of lightning, "Fellows, follow me to kill this villain!"

As soon as the words fell, the leader of the guard team took the lead and rushed out of the formation.

The well-trained guards followed closely behind, and met Cheng Siqi who was slashing through the formation with a sword: "Cheng Siqi, catch him without a fight, I will spare you..."

"Shh!"

A sword light pierced through the clouds.

The man who opened his mouth still said a few more words, and then he seemed to have finally discovered something, and watched the blood curtain falling from the center of his brows, flooding his eyes.

When he came out of his body, his soul was shattered, and his body was instantly twisted into fly ash by several sword lights as thin as silk threads.

The out-of-body monk who used to be extremely tyrannical, turned out to be as paperless at this moment, and couldn't even resist a sword light that Cheng Siqi popped out casually.

Everyone's heart became cold.

"Go together!"

The leader of the guard said angrily, "What kind of faith do you have with such a devil? Kill!"

Before the words were finished, the spells of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning flickered and roared, and countless vines as thick as giant pythons grew wildly under the feet, and the knife gang and the whip shadow hit the vitals directly from left to right.

Almost instantly, the situation in the sky changed, and all the Nascent Souls and out-of-body monks in the guard team attacked Cheng Siqi.

"How did they die?"

Cheng Siqi spoke suddenly, his voice hoarse and dilapidated, as if he had been torn apart.

But no one heard, and no one answered.

The mighty and powerful magic light rolled down on him layer by layer, as if it wanted to crush him into fly ash and tear him into pieces in this blow.

His lowered eyes were lifted up, and the dark eyes were a little scarlet from the many rays of light.

Facing the sudden and overwhelming attack, his expression was cold, and he just raised his hand and swung his sword.

This sword was colorless and unpretentious, but the moment the sword was drawn, the void around Cheng Siqi made an unbearable tearing sound.

All light dimmed in an instant.

The short and shrill screams appeared only for a moment, and disappeared in the next moment.

Immediately, a mighty rain of blood suddenly landed on the formation, dyeing half of the formation red with blood.

"Presumably...you also used this method to break the Xuanjianzong's mountain protection formation."

Cheng Siqi looked down expressionlessly at the big formation gradually soaked in blood, and the panicked faces inside the formation.Some of the owners of those faces were calling for help, some were crazily fleeing toward the third heaven, and some fell to the ground, trembling.

Blood Sacrifice Formation, strong attack to break it.

This is an extremely evil method of breaking the formation.But when Cheng Siqi took out the Extreme Passion Sword and wiped off the rust on the sword, he no longer cared whether it was good or evil.

"He's crazy! He's really crazy!"

As if the doomsday had come, the entire second level of the Sanxiu League was in chaos.

The large formation above the head finally showed a crumbling posture under the sword light that was stronger than the other.

After all, it is only the formation of the second heaven, no matter how strong it is, there is a limit.What's more, Cheng Siqi broke through the formation completely ignoring the power of the counter-shock, and attacked like crazy, desperately.

A thin line broke through the blood curtain.

Cheng Siqi reached the Second Heaven of the Sanxiu League.

"He's in, he's in!"

"Run!"

"Go to the elders! Go to the third heaven!"

There were terrified shouts everywhere, and guards and fearless monks rushed up to stop him, but they couldn't even touch Cheng Siqi's clothes, and he was strangled by sword lights on the spot.

Minced meat and bright red blood splashed down, paving a blood path under Cheng Siqi's feet.

A casual cultivator was picked up at random, and Cheng Siqi directly used the soul search technique to check his memory.

"mean!"

"You Sanxiumeng have done such a thing, aren't you afraid that your conscience will be disturbed!"

"Even if I can't hold the sword...I will kill you!"

One after another, figures who had exhausted their cultivation under the fairy sword picked up the broken sword, but they could only fight in vain like a weak mortal, and then they were overwhelmed by spells, swords, and insolent laughter.

Holding a sword for a lifetime, suppressing the arrogance of his peers, but in the end he died a useless and ridiculous death.

Ruthlessly crushing the head in the palm of his hand, the nostalgia in Cheng Siqi's eyes slowly turned into deep and crazy hatred.

When he left the spirit world, he never thought that seeing these vivid faces again was actually in the memory of others.

The last trace of luck and trance were ruthlessly shattered, Cheng Siqi grabbed the disciple's broken soul like a masochist, plunged into his own sea of ​​consciousness, and repeated that ridiculous killing over and over again in his mind.

like a dream.

Even if it was a nightmare, he didn't want to wake up.

But even if it was a dream, some people refused to let him do it with peace of mind.

When the blood permeated most of the Second Heaven, the waterfall that kept flowing above the cliff of the Third Heaven finally broke.

A staircase is revealed.

"Sect Master Cheng Shao, don't be impatient, can you come up and talk about it?"

It was an old and majestic voice, revealing a trace of imperceptible weakness, calm and peaceful, instantly calming down all the panic in the Sanxiu League, and even the bloody smell faded a bit.

Everyone in the Sanxiu League seemed to have found a backbone, and they settled down at once.

Mahayana monk.

Cheng Siqi's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the ladder, but he didn't approach it, but directly controlled the sword and rushed to the cliff.

On the wide and boundless stone platform by the cliff, several avatars lined up on both sides, and many out-of-body Nascent Souls stood in the distance with inexplicable expressions.And on the top of the stone platform, sat an old man with white hair and a childlike face.The old man's breath was unpredictable, he gave a low cough, and raised his eyes to look at Cheng Siqi.

"Sect Master Cheng Shao is willing to come up to talk about it, so it means that he is not dazzled by hatred. If so, then everything will be easy to handle."

The old man smiled gently, "Old leader of the Sanxiu League, Qi Yuan. Today, Young Sect Master Cheng forced his way into our Sanxiu League and killed my Sanxiu League disciples. The Loose Cultivation Alliance will not pursue it..."

Before the words fell, a sword light suddenly appeared.

The one closest to Cheng Siqi had a blood hole between his eyebrows, with a stunned expression, and fell backwards belatedly.The complexions of all the monks in the field changed abruptly, and a few of the avatars even smiled back in anger, but they seemed to be suppressing them and did not make a move.

"It's not the San Xiumeng who are pursuing me."

Cheng Siqi passed the disciple's body and walked into the center of the stone platform step by step, the blood on the Jiqing sword slipped and dripped all the way.He stared at the old man, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's me who is pursuing Sanxiumeng. You... can you show some face?"

"Insanity!"

Youhuashen couldn't help scolding angrily.

However, what responded to him was another sword light.

"Overthinking one's abilities..." The Huashen smiled contemptuously, and grabbed it with one hand.The reason why the out-of-body disciple was killed earlier was that the sword was too fast, even Huashen was hard to catch and stop it in time, and the other was that they were ordered not to make a move.

But right now, Cheng Siqi is reckless in attacking him, so he doesn't need to hold back.

The sword light shattered.

A thread of blood then slipped down.

Huashen was stunned, turned his hand and saw that there was a deep and deep sword mark on the palm, as if it was only an inch away, and it was about to cut off his bones.The meaning of that edge is no longer the ordinary sword light coming out of the body, but contains the power of mysterious rules.

"What an extremely passionate sword!"

Qi Yuan suddenly gave a thumbs up, even if Cheng Siqi killed a man out of his body right under his nose, and still challenged him to transform himself into a god, the smile on his face did not change a bit, "Sect Master Cheng Shao is really talented, and his swordsmanship is so good. A thousand miles a day is not an exaggeration."

"You don't need to rush to get angry, just listen to the old man."

Qi Yuan sighed, with a look of guilt and self-blame on his face, "I just found out about the Sanxiu League's attack on Xuanjianzong. This matter is really a misunderstanding. The reason why the fairy sword was not cut down, we The Mahayana who participated in this battle Everyone knows that it was done by the Tianji Sect and has nothing to do with the Xuanjian Sect."

"But Xiaoyou Cheng should also know."

"In the battle against Jiejie, the Mahayana and I were all severely injured by Qingyuan, and we didn't take care of the sect for a while. Unexpectedly, the unfilial disciples under the old man made wild inferences, wrongly blamed Xuanjianzong, and made such a mistake. A catastrophe. By the time the old man finds out, it's too late..."

Qi Yuan looked at Cheng Siqi's calm expression, and his eyes showed determination: "But I will never deny what I have done in the Sanxiu League! Someone, bring those two unfilial disciples here!"

As soon as the words fell, two Avatars teleported from the void, but they did not bring two people, but two boxes.

With a flick of Qi Yuan's sleeves, both boxes fell in front of Cheng Siqi.The lid of the box was opened, revealing two heads with wide eyes.

"The culprit is here."

Qi Yuan seemed to have aged a few years in an instant, and said in a sad voice: "Master Cheng Shao, are you still satisfied?"

Cheng Siqi stared at the two heads for a moment, then raised his eyes, his eyes were cold and unchanged: "Do you know why I agreed to come up?"

Qi Yuan's gaze changed slightly.

"Because only when you come up, can you see the real culprits like you, and can activate the real big formation, so that everyone on the triple cliff can't escape, and can only sit here, waiting for atonement."

The cold voice spread throughout the stone platform.

Amused looks appeared on many people's faces.

One came out of his body, and in front of so many transformation spirits, even the Mahayana, he said he wanted to kill people and destroy his family.This is tantamount to a fool's dream.

But before their smiles appeared, they heard Cheng Siqi speak again.

"I know that there are so many deities, and there is a Mahayana, I may be killed here in the blink of an eye. But why I have already killed one, but you still don't do it?"

A trace of sarcasm suddenly appeared on Cheng Siqi's face, "Because someone is watching."

As soon as these words fell, several faint sighs came from above the sky.

Void cracks appeared one after another.

The old woman in Linglong Pavilion, dressed in a colorful dress with eight treasures, walked out first, and looked at Cheng Siqi with sharp eyes: "Boy Cheng, I really don't know if you are really crazy or fake. But it doesn't matter. I will ask you today." , would you like to join me in Linglong Pavilion?"

"If you answer yes to the last sentence, I will stop Qi Yuan for you today, and it's not a bad idea."

The old woman spoke with a sense of resoluteness, which made Qi Yuan, who was sitting in the high seat, look changed and turned his eyes to Cheng Siqi.

Everyone agreed that this was an excellent choice for Cheng Siqi.

In any case, Xuan Jianzong is gone.Cheng Siqi also provoked the Sanxiu League.

If you join the Linglong Pavilion, you will not only have a place to live, but you will be more likely to become a disciple that the Linglong Pavilion focuses on training.Even if Linglong Pavilion can't completely eliminate the trouble of the Sanxiu League for him, with Cheng Siqi's talent, as long as he takes time, he will be able to cultivate to Mahayana, and it is not impossible to kill the Sanxiu League.

The old woman in Linglong Pavilion had a smile on her face.

But in the next moment, Cheng Siqi said, "It's too ugly, get lost."

The smile on her face was distorted suddenly, the eyes of the old woman in Linglong Pavilion turned stern, she stared at Cheng Siqi, suppressed her anger, and sneered: "It's just to give your dead father a face, otherwise I will just rely on your words today , the old man will bully the young with the big!"

"It really is a magic fetus that can't be taught!"

The Huashen of Medicine Sacred Valley also showed a sad face, and said: "Mommy, calm down, Cheng Xiaoyou is also eager for revenge, and his anger is on the top."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Cheng Siqi again, with a look of pity and regret in his eyes, "Cheng Xiaoyou, the matter of Xuanjianzong was really my negligence, and death is inevitable. But..."

"But you must be aware of the current situation. The doom is coming, and the war is about to break out."

"We were harmed by the conspiracy and tricks of the robbery world before, and lost countless out-of-body monks, and our strength is not as good as before. The cultivation world is weak, and we can no longer withstand any internal friction. Although the Sanxiu League has You made the mistake first, but the culprit has already been punished, and Senior Qi didn't stop you from killing, and let you vent to your heart's content."

He sighed: "Cheng Xiaoyou...should know how to advance and retreat."

Before the words of Yaoshenggu Huashen's words fell completely, the Huashen of the Lanyi Sect on the other side said impatiently: "What are you talking about so much! If you mess up the situation again, it will be abolished and locked up!"

Lanyi Jiaohuashen looked indifferent: "Nowadays the great enemy is in front of us, and everyone in the cultivation world is united in one mind. Everyone wants to fight against the enemy. Even demon cultivators and demon cultivators have put aside their hatred of life and death. Could it be that there is no relationship between them and us?" Hatred of murder and extermination? But in the face of righteousness, how can there be petty hatred?"

"Cheng Siqi, be sensible! San Xiumeng is so sincere, killed two Huashen, and let you slaughter disciples, aren't you satisfied?!"

The old woman in Linglong Pavilion snorted and said, "Ignorant child!"

A sound of scolding came down from the sky, mixed with sneers and condescending contempt.

Right now.

What a righteous present!

Cheng Siqi listened quietly for a long time, then suddenly burst out laughing.

After laughing, under the stunned eyes of everyone, he looked around with a pair of eyes full of curiosity, and asked in a low voice: "It is obvious that you killed my whole family, why do you seem to be the devil?"

There was a moment of silence in the arena.

He raised his sword suddenly: "Today, I just want to kill someone, so what?"

As he said that, the Extreme Passion Sword had split into thousands of sword lights, and shot out suddenly.

"you dare!"

There was a violent shout in the air, and he tapped lightly with his finger, but it instantly crushed the surrounding void, stagnated the air flow, and directly imprisoned Cheng Siqi's sword light, which was about to crush Cheng Siqi's eyebrows.

However, there was another hand that stopped the finger.

The plain white monk's robe brushed Siqi's blood-stained face.

He raised his eyes to look at the person passing by, and for the first time there was restrained and suppressed panic in his eyes: "You too... came to ferry me?"

"Do not."

Wuyan turned his head and smiled, "I heard that you don't want to become a god anymore. I'm here to marry you."

The author has something to say: I rushed to complete the list at the last moment_(:з」∠)_

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