Chapter 817 Are you worthy too?

  Fan Jie was thinking about making big things smaller, he solved the problems in front of him first, left here, and then made plans.

   How could Kesi Xinghe let him get his wish?

   "The person who hurt me still wants to get out of the way. Do you think this seat will be bullied after walking around in this human world?"

  Si Xinghe raised his hand and waved, and all the immortals in the Immortal Slaying Array were frozen, and then turned into powder and scattered with the wind.

  Fan Jie's eyes shrank sharply, his heart jumped, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but at this time he was forced into the corner by Si Xinghe, and there was no way to retreat.

   "Just now, that red fox..."

  No, it won't be like this.

  Fan Jie finally realized that he had made a big mistake.

   Not only himself, but even that person misestimated Si Xinghe's strength.

   "You are...you are...the God of Song!"

  The only ancient **** in the world, transcending the six realms, truly can be regarded as the only one in heaven and earth.

  Si Xinghe smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, the corners of his eyes were raised, and he had a sinister temperament, but there was a faint cold light in his eyes, and just one glance made people shudder.

   "As expected of being under Di Zun, I still have some knowledge."

   "Since you know this seat, you should have heard about the temperament of this seat, so what do you think will happen after you do these things?"

  Fan Jie was in a cold sweat, and the first thing that came to his mind was the immortals who just turned into powder and vanished into ashes.

No!

   His end should be worse than those people.

"me……"

   Fan Jie rolled his eyes, a little flustered.

"I can help you catch Seven back, I know where he will hide. After the enchantment happened, you sacrificed your life to save the entire world of self-cultivation and supernatural power, but Seven took the opportunity to steal your cultivation base and learn Bingxin Lock. citing, and even stealing your identity."

   "Now the whole comprehension world thinks that he is the master, and respects him."

  Fan Jie looked at Si Xinghe expectantly. He knew that every big man hated betrayal the most, especially being betrayed by those closest and trusted around him.

  Perhaps, this is the only chance for him to survive.

"Don't worry, Master, you don't have to do it yourself. Seven has just been injured. It's still easy for me to subdue him. If you don't want to see him again, I can also deal with him directly and promise to let him do it again. nor in front of you."

   A chill flashed in Si Xinghe's eyes quickly, and murderous aura overflowed, but the curvature of the corner of his mouth was deep.

   He lifted his chin slightly and looked down at Fan Jie.

   "My people, if you dare to touch them, are you worthy?"

  Fan Jie was stunned, "But Seven..."

   "The person in this seat can do whatever he wants. I'm used to it. He plays a petty temper and runs away from home. The big deal is that I'll coax it out, what's the deal with you bastard?"

  Si Xinghe interrupted Fan Jie and smiled.

   "As for stealing Bingxin Suoyin and stealing my cultivation base, do you think that if this seat is not willing to do it, there are still people in this world who can do it?"

   Having said everything that needs to be said, Si Xinghe is too lazy to talk nonsense with Fan Jie.

   A red light flashed, and Fan Jie disappeared.

   As for where it went, no one knows and no one pays attention.

  The rest of the people were stunned.

   When did Mr. Si become so awesome?

   That is an immortal. If you say kill, kill it?

   The third master Si, who came back from the dead, has an aura of 3.8 meters, and his domineering side leaks.

   "Zuo Qi, let me pinch off, I suspect I'm dreaming."

   Zishu twisted on Zuoqi's arm.

   It takes a lot of strength.

   "Does it hurt?"

   Zuo Qi: "What do you think?"

   Zishu realized later, "Yes, you are not human, you don't know it hurts."

   took his hand back, Zishu wanted to try it on himself, but he was not willing to start.

Zishu: "Forget it, seeing the picture in front of me is so real, I'm definitely not dreaming, the third master is alive, and it's even more awesome, even the immortals can kill them in seconds, now let's see who dares to bully our young master and young lady. ?"

  Si Niannian walked over, "Third Uncle."

   She took Si Xinghe's hand and let him turn around, looking up and down to check.

   "Uncle Third, are you injured? Is there any pain or discomfort?"

   After the words fell, Si Niannian also planned to give Si Xinghe a pulse.

"Third uncle, you are also a big boss. Don't be stubborn in everything in the future. Even if you are strong, there are heavens and people. Didn't you tell me before that you should not be too close to the enemy? You just got too far from Fan Jie. Dangerous, he's so bad, what if he does some trick on you?"

  's words are a bit long-winded, but Si Xinghe's ears are very useful, and his heart is very ironic.

   After living for hundreds of thousands of years, from ancient times to the present, this is the first time someone has said this to him.

   He stretched out his hand and pinched Si Niannian's nose, smiling softly and indulgently.

   "Understood, little princess, the third uncle will not dare next time."

   So this is the feeling of family?

   is really better than expected.

   After confirming that Si Xinghe was really not injured, Si Niannian was relieved.

   turned his head to look at Bu Chensu, he was looking at the Xuanwu lamp in his hand.

   "Third Uncle, is this really a basalt lamp?" Si Niannian asked.

  Si Xinghe smiled and nodded, "Of course it is."

   "Then why doesn't it have a wick?"

  Si Niannian also walked to Bu Chensu's side and looked at the basalt lamp together.

  The lamp body is really weird and beautiful. Si Niannian has always liked this kind of unpretentious and mysterious things.

   But the only thing missing is the wick, which always feels weird.

  Si Xinghe shrugged, not paying much attention to this issue.

   "Maybe it was someone from the Wu clan who lost or damaged it back then, but who cares, it's just a broken lamp."

  People: "..."

   The treasure that the entire cultivation world has been searching for and robbing for so many years has turned into a 'a broken lamp' in the mouth of the third master?

   It turns out that this is the gap between them and the big guys.

   "But, why is the basalt lamp in my master's tomb?"

   This is the question that Si Niannian wants to know most.

  Si Xinghe shook his head, "I don't know that."

   His main body slept for too long, and the clone experienced another death and rebirth. Many memories were confused, and he was too lazy to sort it out.

  Hundreds of thousands of years of memories are all in my head, which is very chaotic.

  Those things he wanted to remember and those he wanted to forget were all pressed into the back of his mind by him, and he didn't think about it.

   "Chen Su, put away the lights and let's go."

  Si Xinghe took two steps, then paused and turned his head to look at Si Niannian.

   "What about your senior brothers?"

   He was referring to Changqing et al.

  Si Niannian hurried to another exit with Bu Chensu.

   Simply, Fan Jie and the others didn't know where they were, so they didn't send anyone there.

   When Si Niannian and Bu Chensui arrived, Changqing and the others were waiting boredly, wondering if they should go back and have a look.

   "Elder Chang, our side has been bombed, and those people have even used explosives, haven't you heard at all?"

   On the way out, Zishu couldn't help asking.

   Are these people collectively suffering from tinnitus?

   (end of this chapter)