Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 380 Lu Liu finally met! Wahahaha!

"Alas, you are a powerful being after all, why can't you figure it out..."

"Great, we are one step closer to Xuanyin Sect!"

The joys and sorrows of different people are different. For example, when playing games, there are players who are dedicated to the story, and there are also players who are dedicated to the battle and only care about the health bar. Their minds are filled with completing tasks.

Jun Ning's sword tassel still hung at her side, dripping with water and stained with morning dew.

She looked at the herd of beasts surging like ants under the rock, and the sword intent turned into an invisible barrier pressing towards the tide. Wherever the silver light passed, the skin and scales burst like broken jade.

"Everyone listen up, follow me to break the formation!"

Her voice was as cold as a newly tempered sword, but it made the monks behind her feel at ease for no reason - the way she stood on the clouds looked like a heavy weapon that could open the sky.

It was easy to deal with these monsters without intelligence. The beasts collapsed like broken jade under the silver sword intent. The sound of water droplets from Jun Ning's sword tassel dripping onto the rock surface had not yet dissipated when everyone felt the mountain wind suddenly stagnate.

The clouds in the direction of Xuanyin Sect were extremely low, and a few strange blood-colored lights were floating in the lead-gray mist. Several gloomy figures stood in front of the mountain gate, as if they had been waiting for a long time. The leader stepped in the air with a somewhat careless and domineering posture.

Yan Qingshu narrowed her eyes: "That handsome guy looks familiar."

Wei Xun pulled her back: "It's Liu Jiqian."

Liu Jiqian's silver hair, which used to be as bright as moonlight, was now as dull as gray mist. A few strands of hair at the ends even had a burnt gray hue. His red-gold eyes looked like two burning embers in the twilight.

Lu Wensheng's throat tightened when he looked at Liu Jiqian. Every brow of the other party was tinged with rebellion at the moment, but the look he gave him was soft and almost paranoid, like a trapped beast whose dignity had been crushed but still wanted to grasp the last bit of light and heat.

"micro......"

He opened his mouth, but before he could call out, he was interrupted by an anxious and excited voice. Yan Zhaoming jumped out like a rabbit, causing Yan Qingshu to glare at him.

Yan Qingshu: You are such a flashy turkey! The young couple wants to talk but you are singing and dancing here.

Yan Zhaoming was like a big rooster with his head held high: "Liu Jiqian! Do you still remember me?! I was the one who fought with you for three hundred rounds and never lost..."

Jiang Jinyue couldn't help but mutter to her sister: "After fighting for 300 rounds, he still hasn't lost? Is he talking about the same person?"

Jiang Caixue suppressed her smile: "It's a bit exaggerated..."

Tan Heng: "It's more than an exaggeration. The battle is real."

Canglige rolled his eyes: "I just love to be in the spotlight. When I go to a funeral, I wish I could lie in the middle."

Liu Jiqian sneered, with a frivolous look in his eyes: "So you are the defeated general? I don't remember, who are you?"

Several geniuses exposed Yan Zhaoming's past, but Yan Zhaoming did not collapse. However, Liu Jiqian's words "I don't remember" made him feel disheartened.

Everyone saw Yan Zhaoming with a look of deep shock. He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in disbelief. His head, which was held high just now, gradually drooped. The flame emblem embroidered on the hem of his clothes stuck to his knees, like a peacock with its hair pinched. He fell to his knees with a plop.

If someone added a rain effect on his head at this time, and matched it with the background music of "snowflakes falling", I'm afraid even the moss in the cracks of the rocks would sigh at the desolate atmosphere.

Lu Wensheng was somewhat helpless: there were not many such abstract geniuses, and he was an evenly matched opponent to Yan Qingshu.

"Xiaolu, long time no see." Qu Yanhui still looked gloomy, with the corners of his mouth raised, the curve of his lips like a blade dipped in poison. He seemed to be just a sickly young man, his pale face was bluish-gray under the leaden clouds, but the excitement surging in his body almost condensed into substance.

"Lu Wensheng, you will definitely die." Zhou Yuan uttered harsh words as usual. His empty left sleeve rustled in the mountain wind, and a burning hatred was beating in his scarlet pupils.

Min Xiao keenly noticed Qu Yanhui's unusual attention to Lu Wensheng, and his alarm bells rang. His icy eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, examining Lu Wensheng like a scanner.

"They are all acquaintances." Lu Wensheng was a little surprised that he didn't see Shi Yubai.

Liu Jiqian suddenly took half a step forward, his silver hair covered with gray mist rose up with the movement, blocking out the view from behind towards Lu Wensheng. With his vision blocked, he looked down at Lu Wensheng in confusion.

"Yangming, long time no see..." Hate, hate, hate... Why do these people have to look at Ah Sheng? No looking, no looking...

He looked down upon the world with an attitude, his voice sounded like it was wrapped in crushed ice, and then...he greeted me in a condescending manner.

Even the ending tone is inexplicably soft.

Yan Qingshu, who thought Liu Jiqian was going to say something earth-shattering, said: “Tsk.” That’s it?

Lu Wensheng looked at Liu Jiqian. His silver-gray hair looked like melted moonlight in the sun. All that elegance seemed to have shattered into dust, leaving only a ball of fog with burn marks before his eyes.

Noticing Lu Wensheng's gaze, Liu Jiqian subconsciously turned half of his face to the side, giving it the best-looking angle - the contour of his left cheek was as cold as a knife, the shadow cast by his brow bone just covered the reddened corners of his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled on his pale neck, and the few burnt marks at the ends of his hair actually formed subtle arcs with the movement, like blank spaces of ink deliberately spread out under lead clouds.

Wait, what is he doing? The inner demon Liu Jiqian suddenly realized that he was repeating the demeanor of a "gentleman" in front of Lu Wensheng's eyes - he was once again wearing the "hypocritical" shell that he had crushed with his own hands.

After realizing what he was doing, he felt angry... He was the inner demon Liu Jiqian! How could he do such a pretentious thing! It was all because of that cowardly original body that made him look so ridiculous in front of Lu Wensheng.

However, when Lu Wensheng said "I miss you so much" to his ears, all his anger disappeared in an instant. Liu Jiqian felt a loud bang in his mind and his reason fell apart.

The tips of his ears became increasingly red, and even his neck was stained with a thin layer of red. His throat moved, but he was unable to utter a word for a long time.

The inner demon Liu Jiqian gritted his teeth in his heart: Damn it, Lu Wensheng is really good at tricks!

The originally tense atmosphere of confrontation suddenly became subtle, and everyone felt that they should not be here, but should be at home.

One day a genius came up with a plan: Hey (second tone), tell Lu Wensheng to use the beauty trap and persuade Liu Jiqian to disintegrate the demon clan from within, and then he will come back by any means necessary!

Yan Zhaoming and other later geniuses were even more shocked. Their eyes moved back and forth between Liu Jiqian and Lu Wensheng. They were usually busy fighting and killing, but they didn't know about such an exciting thing? !

System: Who said Lu Wensheng is a wooden man?! A love veteran's deliberate planning is not as good as a wooden man's sudden inspiration!

Lu Wensheng looked puzzled, not knowing why everyone looked so ambiguous - he was just saying what Liu Jiqian wanted to hear.

Min Xiao turned his head and looked at Zhou Yuan: "Hasn't his inner demon taken over?" Or has the remaining soul of the Demon Lord become ineffective?

Zhou Yuan was a little dazed: "I don't know." Liu Jiqian, bring out the energy you used to torment us! Damn it!