At this moment, Nangong Wuji suddenly said: "The love is deep, and the responsibility is deep. It seems that you have a deep feeling for Zhang Ye."

How could this little trick be kept away from Nangong Wuji.

The blacksmiths had sadness in their eyes, but they were still cursing loudly so that Zhang Ye could hear them and not show up.

Nangong Wuji looked around and spread his voice again: "Zhang Ye, it's time for a stick of incense. Since you don't care about their life or death, don't blame me."

Nangong Wuji raised his palm, and the immortal power surged. Although this had not reached the power of the immortal emperor, it was enough to razed the magical blacksmith shop to the ground.

At this moment, a figure came from the sky: "Stop!"

"Master!" The blacksmiths saw the visitor clearly, with tears in their eyes. As long as Zhang Ye doesn't show up, no one can do anything about him. Why should he come out to die?

Nangong Wuji turned his head, his slender eyes looked at Zhang Ye, perhaps also surprised at Zhang Ye's appearance.

However, Nangong Wuji soon lost interest in Zhang Ye himself, and looked behind Zhang Ye: "Where is my woman?"

Zhang Ye also fell on a roof and stood with his hands in his hands. Even though he was just a god, he did not show any fear at all. He confronted Nangong Wuji, "Su Jin is my wife, what is it to you?"

Nangong Wuji was not angry, and Xie Xie smiled: "If I can't see my woman, I will kill everyone in the room."

"Dare you!" Zhang Ye shouted loudly, grabbing a Chaos Sword in his hand, slashing towards Nangong Wuji.

"The glow of the firefly, dare to compete with Haoyue?" Nangong Wuji said lightly, reaching out and grabbing, Zhang Ye stopped in the air immediately, unable to move.

"Master!" The blacksmiths wanted to help Zhang Ye, but Nan Tianzun's soldiers surrounded everyone, and they couldn't protect themselves.

Nangong Wuji stretched out his hand and inhaled, Zhang Ye fell into his hand. Nangong Wuji pinched Zhang Ye's neck with a cruel expression: "If you don't have that ability, don't ask for anything too high, and return Su Jin. I can spare you not to die."

Zhang Ye was choked, speechless, but a smile appeared on his face, and suddenly, white light gushing on his head.

"Jie Sheng Qi Zhi?" Nangong Wuji's eyes were slightly surprised. This was a method of self-detonation by the immortal. Although it would cause powerful damage to the enemy, the caster would also be destroyed.

Of course, Nangong Wuji was surprised, not because he was afraid of Zhang Ye's self-destruction, but because he thought that Zhang Ye dared to show up, there would be other means, but never thought it turned out to be just self-destruction.

Nangong Wuji did not stop Zhang Ye from performing the technique, nor did he avoid it. He just grabbed Zhang Ye by the neck, fearing that Zhang Ye would run away as soon as he let go. It was also a kind of strong self-confidence, because Zhang Ye's self-destruction could not hurt him at all. .

In addition, Nangong Wuji had a feeling that Zhang Ye would not come to death stupidly, and the blew was just to cover up Zhang Ye's true intentions.

When Zhang Ye burst into a strong white light, he exploded in Nangong Wuji's hands with a bang.

A huge explosion spread throughout the Nantianfu City, and the blacksmiths were overthrown by the air wave, but each of them had tears in their eyes, crying out to the chief.

"Master!" Everyone thought of starting from scratch in the forge, thinking of the scenes with Zhang Ye, and countless people cried.

In the hearts of many blacksmiths, the master is the god, the omnipotent god, but this myth ends in their eyes, and it ends in order to save everyone in the blacksmith shop, and they feel particularly uncomfortable in their hearts.

After the gunpowder, even the house collapsed, but Nangong Wuji was suspended in the air, undamaged, just a look of puzzlement.

Previously, Nangong Wuji thought that Zhang Ye's self-destruction was some kind of means, which was not true. But I didn't expect that Zhang Ye really blew himself to death, and his soul was gone, and there was no scum left. Could it be that he thought Zhang Ye too complicated?

Nangong Wuji thought for a moment, and seemed to understand Zhang Ye's plan again. He wanted to use his death to hide Su Jin's whereabouts forever!

This made Nangong Wuji angry: "Bug, I would rather die than have trouble with me."

Zhang Ye was dead, but Nangong Wuji was not reconciled. Seeing those crying blacksmiths was an unnamed flame. There was immortal power in his hand, and he was ready to let these blacksmiths become the vent of his anger.

But at this time, Nan Tianzun's figure appeared: "Since Zhang Ye is dead, let go of these blacksmiths."

Without Zhang Ye, the blacksmith's shop could take back Lingbaosi, such a large group of elite forgers, Nan Tianzun felt a little bit reluctant.

Nangong Wuji had no choice but to sell Nan Tianzun's face and took away his hand bitterly, but his heart became more and more blocked. When Zhang Ye died, he not only hid the whereabouts of Su Jin, but also saved all the blacksmiths present. It was so annoying!

Nangong Wuji flew into the sky and continued to search for Su Jin's whereabouts.

The news of Zhang Ye's death spread throughout the entire Nantianfu City, and some people regretted that Zhang Ye's forging genius who had not been born for ten thousand years had fallen. There are also people who feel happy. For example, the Director-General of Lingbaosi, without Zhang Ye, can he straighten up and become his own Director-General.

That night, there was a rare snowfall in the Southern Tianfu Domain. Perhaps God was also feeling miserable for Zhang Ye's death, and the blacksmith's shop was full of grief.

Zhang Ye appeared out of thin air at a private house near Tianzun Mansion, but he didn't have any clothes on him. Su Jin's face blushed, but he didn't evade, so he quickly took out a cloak and wrapped Zhang Ye around.

That's right, Zhang Ye appeared to launch a suicide attack on Nangong Wuji, everything was planned by him.

As long as Zhang Ye dies, Nan Tianzun will not be able to stop it, and it can save the lives of everyone in the blacksmith shop.

Of course, how did Zhang Ye fool Nangong Wuji? In fact, he really died once, just because of the resurrection function of the forging system.

However, this resurrection was not as cheap as it was in the Lower Realm. The forging system received Zhang Ye's 10,000 high-grade Taoist stones, which consumed Zhang Ye's savings during this time, but he couldn't afford to die anymore.

"After some time, Nantianfu City does not have such martial law, we will leave here forever." Zhang Ye said.

In this way, Zhang Ye and Su Jin stayed in this house for a whole month. Although powerful spirits swept through them from time to time, the formation of the house was enough to hide it from everyone, so they were not discovered.

Even if Nan Tianzun didn't want to believe it anymore, he could only accept the fact that Su Jin left Nantianfu City, search for the center of gravity, and gradually shift to the outside of the city.

Nantianfu City gradually returned to normal order, Zhang Ye's affairs were quickly forgotten, and the immortals never lacked topics.

On this day, an elderly couple in Wonderland, supporting each other, walked tremblingly to the gate of Nantianfu.

No one can see that these two old people from the land immortal have exhausted their lifespan, their deadline is approaching, and they will die soon.

But no one would pay attention to these two old people who are approaching the end, because every day in Nantianfu City, there are immortals who run out of life and cannot break through the realm and die, or starve to death because they have nothing to eat.

The fairies are busy with their own affairs, who would waste time paying attention to the life and death of the two old men?

The old couple tremblingly came to the gate of the city. Although Nan Tianzun focused on the outside of the city, the gate was still strict. Whether it was immortals who came in or went out, they had to accept cross-examination and registration.

Soon, it was the turn of the old couple. Guanka Xianbing looked at the identity certificates of the two, compared their facial features, and then asked: "Why are you two leaving Nantianfu City?"

The old man sighed: "The deadline is approaching. It's better to find a tomb outside the city than to violently corpses on the streets after death."

Xianbing looked at the two again, and handed back the identity certificate: "Let's go."

"Thank you General." The old couple said a little bit, helping each other to walk out of the city.

The old couple went out of the city before they began to use fairy skills to fly. Perhaps the fairy power was insufficient, and the flying was slanting, one is not good, I am afraid that there is a risk of falling.

Xianbing watched the old couple disappear and sighed before turning around to continue the screening work.

The old couple flew in flight, their backs could not be humped, and the flight was steady. The two looked at each other and both laughed.

"Zhang Ye, will you grow like this when you are old?" the old woman asked in a hoarse voice.

"Why, this is starting to dislike being a husband?" The old man snorted coldly.

The two are in a good mood. They are joking, flying faster and faster. This is the identity of Zhang Ye and Su Jin posing. Of course, this identity is not fictitious, but there is indeed such an old couple who is coming to an end.

However, the old couple had already died at home. No one knew, Zhang Ye buried the old couple and went out of the city under the guise of their identities. That's why it went so smoothly.

At this moment, out of Nantianfu City, they are like birds escaping from the birdcage, the sky is high and the birds fly, and the sea is wide and fish swim.

However, before that, Zhang Ye was going to take a trip to the Kingdom of Buddhism to find Murong Hongzhuang and Hua'er, and finally to the Demon Realm to find Han Ling'er. Then the family will reunite and find a place to live in seclusion. Regardless of the heavens.

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At this time, Nangong Wuji came to the city gate. He was not like the usual posture of holding a chance. He was frustrated in the search for Su Jin. But this also aroused his enthusiasm even more, so every once in a while, he would come to personally check the personnel entry and exit roster.

"My subordinates have seen Young Master Nangong!" Xianbing gave a salute, and without waiting for instructions, respectfully handed over the roster of these two days to Nangong Wuji.

Nangong Wuji flipped through the records impatiently, but it doesn’t mean that he didn’t take it seriously. Suddenly, Nangong Wuji saw something and stopped turning the page, saying: "Merlin and his wife, we are old and never, the end is coming, and we are going outside the city Tomb search?"

"The subordinates have some impressions, I don't know what problem Nangong Gongzi found?" Xianbing said respectfully.

Literally, Nangong Wuji did not see any problems, but the old couple left the city, and he felt something was wrong. He has reached the cultivation base of the immortal emperor's early stage, and certain feelings in the dark cannot be ignored.

"Where did they go?" Nangong Wuji asked directly without explaining anything.

Xianbing pointed the direction, and Nangong turned into a rainbow shadow without polarization, flying towards the horizon.

Even if it feels wrong, Ning kills the mistake and doesn't let it go. This is Nangong Wuji's principle of being a man, and it is also something he has been doing recently.

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