Although Wu is hateful and hateful, he is also a magnanimous person. He looks at Li Xiaotian’s true feelings, so he sincerely said the above. (8) (1) "中Δ"文"网WwㄟW. ㄟ81.Zw. COM

Li Xiaotian wiped her tears and stood up and said, "Thank you, I am much better."

"It's better to go home first." Tang Yu said in a soft heart.

Li Xiaotian thought for a moment and shook his head: "No, since I want to be a good person and break with the past, it is the best way to face the past."

Tang Yan secretly praised and said: "Then we move on."

This episode did not really affect everyone's mood, but because of Li Xiaotian's true feelings, let everyone accept her.

Not long after, they came to the foothills of the mountainside, a fishing tangle with a bucket of water sitting on the edge of the water, holding a long bamboo fish in the hand, a straight hook hanging on the fishing line.

The fish in the clear stream circulates around the empty hooks, as if it is delicious, and I can’t wait to take a bite.

"Fishing birds!"

Tang Yan called out subconsciously.

Fishing heads don't look back, eyes staring at the water, it seems that the fish are far more attractive than them.

Wu Junshan and Lan language looked at fishing Weng, and his heart was shocked. This person seems to be fascinated by the ordinary old people in the mountains, but it is unfathomable.

They couldn’t see it at all.

The two looked at each other and read a layer of deep meaning from each other's eyes. This fishing is definitely the realm of Wu Wang.

For them, the realm of Wuwang is a year of longing, but it is not out of reach.

Since leaving Wuzong, the two have lived on the island most of the time, broadening their horizons and living with the Wu people every day.

Although they are not cultivators, there are many commonalities in cultivation. By analogy, their cultivation is also advancing by leaps and bounds. They have already touched the threshold of Wuwang’s realm and reached the master’s nine products.

Tang Zhen knows that fishing is one of the three major offerings of Qinglong Temple. It is even higher than the jade dragon. Naturally, it has reached the realm of Wuwang.

Seeing the other side did not respond, he walked up and went to the fishing hound.

The muscles of the neck of Weng’s neck were slightly twitched, but they were still acutely perceived by Tang Yan.

Tang Yan's footsteps are very light and unremarkable, but in the heart of fishing Weng, this step has already conveyed a lot of things.

Comers are a master.

He finally turned his head slowly, his eyes fell on Don Juan's face, his eyes flickered, and he seemed to be guessing the identity of the other party.

He does not know Tang Yin.

Although he is a tribute to the Qinglong Temple, he spends most of his time fishing here. He does not like the Jade Dragon to ask about the affairs of the Qinglong Temple.

He didn't even see Tang Yan's photos.

However, his attention was quickly attracted to Li Xiaotian, and the pupil suddenly shrank.

The news of Li Xiaotian’s death has already been brought back by Song Yu, but why is she standing in front of her life?

What is the relationship between these people and her?

The fisherman’s head flashed through this one problem, but then, when his eyes fell on Wu Junshan and Lan Yu, it was hard to hide the shock.

"It's you!"

He instantly knew who these people were, because he recognized Wu Junshan and Lan language.

For these two people, Rao is that he will never ask the world again, and he will definitely know.

"Li Xiaotian, you have betrayed the Qinglong Temple and betrayed the Lord!"

Seeing that he called his name, Li Xiaotian was emotional and bit his lip.

Tang Yan blocked the gaze of fishing and said: "Don't blame him for bullying him, what is going on for me."

"You are Don Juan?"

Don Juan smiled, the default.

"Hello, you dare to come to the Qinglong Temple. You are laughing and returning to you. Didn't she tell you the power of the Qinglong Temple?" Fishing Weng stood up and looked at Tang Yan.

"The Qinglong Temple is powerful, but it is not invincible. Since you are worshipping the Qinglong Temple, I will beat you first."

Tang Yan pointed a finger, the soul of the sword flew out of the air, a sword slammed to the fishing.

The fisherman’s eyes flashed, his wrists flicked, and the fishing line flew to the sword of war, entangled in the blade, trying to stop its offensive.

The soul of the sword is shining, but the fish line does not know what the material is, and there is no break.

The offensive of the Soul Sword is still unrelenting.

Fishing Weng quickly withdrew, the fishing line was loose, like a snake snake turning, the cold fish hook is like a dart, shot to Tang Yan.

"Break!"

Tang Yan whispered, and the battle of the soul of the sword smashed and slammed on the line.

Hey!

It seems that the strings are broken, and the fishing line is finally broken into two, but the hooks are still directed at Tang Yin.

Tang Yan snorted and thundered, and a small black hole appeared in his palm. The hook disappeared and disappeared into the black hole.

The look of fishing Weng became extraordinarily cold, and Tang’s strength was higher than he expected.

Moreover, there are other people who help out, and they can't resist it.

When he arrived, he gave birth to a retreat.

The soul of the sword can be pressed hard, and he is not given this opportunity. In an instant, he is in front of him and volleys.

Hey!

The air, like sea water, is automatically separated from the sides, and a compelling sword is directed at his door.

He hurried to dodge, but the fish in his hand went to Tang Yan.

One inch long and one inch strong, that is for ordinary people, although the fishing rod is very long, but this advantage is nowhere to die.

Tang Yan slightly retreated, escaped this attack, but still far away from the sword attack, the offensive swearing.

puff!

A blood line stretched from the fishing door to the chin, and the old eyes flashed a painful color.

But he was not split in two, because at the crucial moment, he controlled the fish on the ground, the fish bent, and he used this rebound force to fly backwards.

The War Soul sword only left this blood line on his face, and did not hurt his life.

He didn't stop, and the fish snoring a few times on the ground. Then he seemed to step on the stilts and quickly fled to the top of the mountain.

In the eyes of Tang Yan, the cold light flashed, and the war soul sword chased it up. Before the opponent finally disappeared into the woods, the war soul sword caught up with him, and a blood flower bloomed on his back.

He fell in the woods and disappeared completely.

"chase!"

Tang Yan did not hesitate, took the lead and chased the top of the mountain. Others were not far behind, but Li Xiaotian stood in the spot and was at a loss.

She forgot how to use martial arts and how to improve her.

Wu saw, grabbed her hand and said, "Follow me."

"Thank you." Li Xiaotian looked at her gratefully, letting her hold it and chasing it to the top of the mountain.

When she got used to it, she gradually got a feeling that it seemed that the body's function was completely mobilized.

In addition to the wind in the woods, only a few people are heard.

At the top of the mountain, the dark-painted house caught his eye. Tang Yan subconsciously slowed down and reminded: "We have reached the core area of ​​the Qinglong Temple, and everyone must be careful."

The crowd nodded and agreed, and finally, stopped in front of the house and focused on the house.

There was still blood on the ground and disappeared behind the door.

Tang Hao screamed: "Fishing the Weng, respecting the Lord, are you going to make a tortoise and avoid it?"

"Nonsense!"

With a bang, the door opened, and the fisherman looked pale at the door, holding the door frame in one hand, and seemed to fall down at any time.

He was wet on his body, but he was wet with blood, and he still had a few drops of blood on his horn.

Fishing Weng said weakly: "Don Tang, you are looking for a dead end, don't think that you have won me, that is to win over the Qinglong Temple."

"Since I dare to say this, then I will show it out. I will wait and see." Tang Yan said with no intention.

"Blood drops, attack!" Out of the fisherman bite his teeth, suddenly shouted heartbreaking.

Hey!

More than a dozen blood drops flew out of the dark room and swept to the heads of the crowd.

Tang Zhen, Jiu Tian Xuan Nu and Tian Zenzi have already seen the power of blood drops in the 100,000 mountains. They are not completely taken lightly, but they are not as good as the enemy.

However, the blood drop is in harmony with the formation. At this moment, the other side hastily greeted the enemy and the formation has not been completed.

Tang squats, and he is familiar with the road, controlling the soul of the sword to meet a blood drop, and directly drop it on the ground.

Tianzenzi’s finger is a little bit, and a sharp sword has also laid a blood drop. As for the nine-day mysterious woman, she doesn’t even look at it.

There are waves in the hearts of several people in Wujun Mountain. This is a force that the Qinglong Temple relies on, and it is really extraordinary.

They are not far behind and fight back.

Suddenly, several people came out of the dark house. They were all masters of the martial arts, but they were members of the blood drop.

Seeing that their own formation has not been greatly disrupted by the other party, they did not have a self-confidence, but quickly made up for the defects of the formation, and quickly formed a complete array.

A few people attacked again, and the blood drops in the midair became like the muddy slippery autumn, and there was nowhere to start.

The nine-day mysterious woman finally did not move indifferently. She looked at this group of people coldly and said: "I still want to use this thing to stop us. Some things can be one or two."

When she thought about it, the Shanhe Society’s map flew into the air, and a small hill landed from the mountain river community.

Everyone was shocked. Before they could react, they saw a black head.

boom!

The whole mountain trembled and the hill fell on the black house.

All the blood drops were pressed under the hills without a bit of sound.

Looking at her shot, Wu Junshan and others were shocked and couldn't speak. This is the god's means. Compared with them, they are like babies.

Don Juan is not strange. When they faced the blood drop last time, they were restrained by the Lord, so she could not use this big trick.

This time, without the constraints of the Lord, the nine-day mysterious woman is a big killer, so that they have no resistance at all.

The nine-day mysterious woman waved her hand and snorted.

Not far away, fishing Weng looked pale in this scene, fortunately he only saw the opportunity to act, escaped in time, escaped the robbery, otherwise, it must be pressed into the minced meat by the hills.

He was shocked and couldn't speak for a long time, his eyes staring straight at the hill.