"What's this?"
Zi Yuan's eyes shone with a strange light.
"No, nothing …"
Yang Qingxuan's body trembled. He wanted to hide the letters, but it was obviously impossible. He knew something was wrong.
"Alas!"
After a moment of panic, Yang Qingxuan immediately understood. He had to tell the truth. He spread out the letters in his hands and said, "Some little girls who don't know much about the world wrote them. I just asked the academy's elder to give them to me. If you don't like them, I'll burn them all. "
"Oh — little girls —"
Zi Yuan dragged his words and said, "You mean, if I like them, you'll keep them?"
Yang Qingxuan hurriedly said, "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare." As he spoke, a cluster of flames appeared in his palm. The bright flame burned the letters, emitting a warm light.
The two looked at each other through the flame and couldn't help but chuckle.
The letters were burned to ashes in an instant.
The bright firelight disappeared, allowing the cool light to sprinkle down and cover his shoulders.
Their hearts were full of warmth.
Then, the two of them held hands and turned into flowing light, shuttling back and forth under the bright moon.
They didn't go far before landing in the wilderness.
This place was not far from Meng Ling City and Tian Cong Martial Club.
Yang Qingxuan looked around. With his Fiery Golden Eyes, he immediately saw a person with his back to him. The person's loose robe fluttered in the wind, but it still couldn't hide his fat body.
"Fatty Pan."
Zi Yuan called out in surprise. He was about to go up, but was stopped by Yang Qingxuan. Zi Yuan was startled and immediately realized something.
Yang Qingxuan stood still and didn't move.
Suddenly, Fatty Pan's voice came, "What, you don't dare to come up?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "It's not that I don't dare to come up, but I'm afraid that something out of my control will happen. For example, something wrong with Fatty Pan's body. "
"Haha, you're very sharp and smart. No wonder, no wonder. "
"Fatty Pan" laughed dryly, then turned around. It was indeed Fatty Pan's face, fair and round, but there were dark circles under his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
She didn't know what he meant by "no wonder".
Yang Qingxuan's face darkened as he asked coldly, "Who are you?"
"Fatty Pan" frowned and sneered, "Who I am is not important. What's important is that you die!"
With a sway of his fat body, he leaped into the air and struck out with his palm.
Under the palm technique, a large amount of black gas was formed, like a whirlwind.
Yang Qingxuan had been using his Fiery Eyes from the beginning to the end. At this moment, he finally saw the abnormality and sneered, "I see."
As he spoke, he took a step forward and casually slapped out the Nine Thousand Wind Technique.
All of the black gas was blown away in an instant. The power of the palm technique pressed down on the wind element, unable to move an inch further. "Fatty Pan" looked shocked.
Yang Qingxuan sneered and said, "What kind of ghost dares to mischief in front of me? You're courting death!"
The sword mark between his eyebrows flashed, and a vast Martial Spirit's pressure descended from the sky.
Fatty Pan's soul light flashed, and a ghostly howl sounded. The soul light was instantly extinguished.
Yang Qingxuan's figure flashed and appeared beside Fatty Pan. With a gentle push, the fat body flew toward Zi Yuan.
At the same time, Yang Qingxuan raised his hand and slapped out. A blazing flame formed in the hollow of his palm and slapped towards a certain place in the void.
Two blazing suns appeared one after another, chasing each other.
"Not good! Master, save me! "
In the void, a black figure appeared. The moment it appeared, it suddenly fled into the distance.
Previously, under Yang Qingxuan's Fiery Golden Eyes, he saw that Fatty Pan was being controlled by a Martial Spirit that was similar to Shangguan Haitang's Martial Spirit, "Ghost Possession".
Therefore, with a simple Martial Spirit suppression, he shattered the Martial Spirit possession. Then, by capturing the Martial Spirit's fluctuations, his Fiery Golden Eyes immediately found the hiding place of this martial artist.
"Humph."
A gloomy cold snort sounded. Then, a scarlet light flashed in the sky, like scarlet blood, and hit the two blazing suns.
"Bang!"
The Two Suns Chasing the Sun move was broken in an instant.
The blood-red light did not diminish, rolling towards Yang Qingxuan to crush him.
Yang Qingxuan took a breath, opened his mouth, and a dragon's breath poured out along with a dragon's roar.
The blood-red light stagnated in the air, and was broken in an instant, scattering in all directions.
Suddenly, more than ten figures appeared in front of them. The martial artist who controlled Fatty Pan was standing in the crowd in a sorry state.
At the forefront was an old man with a gloomy face. His body was dry but upright, and his facial features were as if they were carved out of iron. His whole body was hidden in a brown robe, and his aura was austere.
Yang Qingxuan crossed his arms in front of his chest, and said in surprise, "Old man, I don't think we know each other?"
"Humph," the old man snorted, his eyes incomparably malicious.
At this moment, Fatty Pan suddenly shouted, "Ah!" Then, he woke up and waved his arms and legs, shouting, "Run, run!"
Zi Yuan gently knocked his head, and said with a smile, "You can't run away. Get up and face your death."
Fatty Pan was stunned. Then, he saw clearly in front of him, and said in ecstasy, "Sister Zi Yuan! Boss! "
Fatty Pan suddenly jumped up from the ground, ran in front of Yang Qingxuan, and then pointed at the old man, shouting, "Boss, he is Lord Xia! He wants to kill you! "
Yang Qingxuan said, "Lord Xia? I remember now. I remember you said that among the four lords, Lord Xia is the most mysterious and unfathomable. He has not been involved in worldly affairs for many years. Why does he want to kill me as soon as he comes out? "
Yang Qingxuan was puzzled, and pointed at the old man, saying, "Did I dig up your family's ancestral grave?"
Lord Xia's face was malicious, and his cheekbones kept moving. He said coldly, "Kill! Kill Pan Haixing and this woman! I will personally send Yang Qingxuan to the afterlife! "
He took a step forward, and a huge aura enveloped Yang Qingxuan like an endless night.
The more than ten Martial Cultivators behind Lord Xia spread out, and like bats, they surrounded Zi Yuan and Fatty Pan.
Yang Qingxuan's face suddenly changed, and he shouted, "Damn it, who are you? You didn't even clear your grievances before attacking, how shameless! "
As he spoke, a light flashed in his right hand, and the Sky Market flew into the void.
The golden light pierced through the sky, and cut apart Lord Xia's aura.
But in an instant, the aura condensed again, and turned into an even more powerful aura, rolling down from the sky as if it was solid!
Yang Qingxuan's face changed greatly, and he cried out, "Realm King!"
In fact, he was not worried about facing a Realm King. Along the way, he had seen more Realm Kings than he had seen women.
What puzzled him was, when did he offend a Realm King for no reason? Moreover, it was the most mysterious Lord Xia in the Exchange.
After knowing that the opponent was a Realm King, Yang Qingxuan did not bother to continue fighting. Instead, his figure flickered, and a green sword energy shot out.
A powerful sword intent spread out.
The entire sky turned into a boundless wasteland. The sky was dark, the moon was dark, and the wind was strong. Countless ghosts screamed, and the whole place looked like a graveyard.
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