Lin Fan rubbed his eyebrows and really felt it difficult to do.
Strictly speaking, wuqingcheng is his first woman, and there are many intersections between the two over such a long time.
If you let him ignore it, it seems that he really can''t do it. At least if you let him know that wuqingcheng falls into the arms of others, it is estimated that he will be crazy.
"Forget it, don''t think so much now. Take one step at a time." Lin Fan decided not to think about these things. He couldn''t figure it out.
The old man looked at Lin Fan disdainfully and said, "where are you going now?"
"Go to the Lord''s tomb." when it comes to business, Lin Fan''s eyes shine brightly.
Lin Fan identified the direction, compared it with the ancient tomb map in the spirit, and then identified a direction, which was consistent with the direction of the cave he had just escaped.
Meanwhile, just outside the cave where Lin Fan''s people are located.
"Princess Qingcheng?" the powerful soul refining man of the ancient crocodile family, his blood colored pupils twinkle with amazing brilliance.
As soon as wuqingcheng and qingluan came out of the cave, they were met by him. After hearing what they said, wuqingcheng looked up and said coldly, "what''s up?"
"I smell the spirit of dragon soul grass on you, explain?" the blood light is dazzling, the surrounding void is broken inch by inch, and the invisible potential and killing idea should become brilliance in the void.
Wu Qingcheng sneered, took qingluan''s jade hand and took two steps forward. Then he stopped and raised his eyes slightly: "are you threatening me?"
"You can think so." I don''t care. This man is arrogant. For others, the identity of dancing city has been feared by many people, but what''s his fear?
"It''s just an uncivilized and bloody ethnic group. Why do you want to die?" qingluan scolded, and the momentum burst out. Qingfeng was in his hand and pointed at the sky.
She has always been like this. She is cold and decisive. She will remove all her toughness only in front of Lin fan.
"Oh? You''re not waiting for your lover? Are you waiting for his cold body?" someone appeared again. This is the strong man of Ningyuan jiuzhong in the holy land of the wasteland, named Wei Chi Tian.
"Hehe, mostly so. When qingluan was crying, I really felt pity. I gave up many opportunities to wait outside the transmission array and was waiting for someone who didn''t return. Now I''m dying and desperate to come here."
Another person from the holy land also added that his name was Wei Chi Yun. He and Wei Chi Tian were compatriots and brothers. They sang in harmony.
More and more people came, surrounded by the two women, all eyeing them; The main reason is that they feel a strong sense of nature from their children, which belongs to longhun grass.
Qingluan Qingfeng crossed in the void. The space was like white paper. It was cut in half by a sharp sword and made a clear sound. She pointed to the two brothers weichi: "even if you lift the family, Lin fan will not die."
"Ha ha, isn''t it?" Wei Chi Tian sneered. He was just a dead man. Don''t worry about it.
Another strong man also opened his mouth. He came from behind. He was the strongest one in the scattered cultivation except the strong one in the soul refining realm. He looked down at the second daughter: "I just want to know if the dragon soul grass is on you."
"What if she''s here? What if she''s not?" Wu Qingcheng frowned. A group of waste people dared to surround her? I want to die.
"I''ll hand it over when I''m here. Others are afraid of you. I''m not afraid." the strong man of San Xiu, named Tuoba Gu, directly scolded.
"Yes, the dragon soul grass is a great opportunity. It''s a treasure we won''t compete for until we fight together. How can you two possess it?"
One after another, their eyes were bright.
"Joke, the dragon soul grass was robbed by Li Laosan. After I killed Li Laosan with qingluan, I took it from him. It has something to do with you?" Wu Qingcheng''s beautiful face, without any waves, pointed to the people besieging her: "give you two seconds and get out of here, or don''t blame me for being merciless."
A piece of messenger jade appeared in her hand. As long as it was crushed, Jiuhuang could kill all of them in a moment. At that time, these people would die.
"Hehe, Princess Qingcheng, of course we know that the nine Phoenix cultivator is strong, but if you want to send a message in front of me, you''ll underestimate me." someone opened his mouth and a bright jade Jue appeared in his hand.
Seeing the jade Jue, Wu Qingcheng''s face changed slightly. This is a lock jade card. It is only cast for the messenger jade. Holding it can suppress the messenger jade and make it lose its original function.
A group of people burst into laughter. They really didn''t want to dance to the city, but it didn''t prevent them from winning the treasure.
The sound of breaking the air came. Qinglin came. There were blue and purple marks on his face. He knew everything in a moment. He was suspended in the air and his eyes were cold: "I said that Jiuhuang and Li Laosan had collusion. Now it seems that it is so."
"Your face hasn''t been hurt yet? Do you want to continue?" dance Qingcheng mocked.
Qingluan looked very cold. Qinglin was really unbearable in her heart.
Qinglin eyebrow corner picked and ignored the dance, but looked at qingluan: "younger martial sister qingluan, I just want to know whether the dragon soul grass is in your hands."
Qingluan sneered: "yes, it''s on me. Do you dare to take it?"
There was a flash of heat in Qinglin''s eyes. If it was true, he had to get it: "don''t make it difficult for senior brother. There are many heroes here. If it makes trouble, I can''t protect you, so hand it over."
"Waste." qingluan said contemptuously.
Many people in Yiyuan Holy Land looked at Qinglin coldly. No matter what they said, they all came from a holy land, but Qinglin didn''t protect his fellow disciples. On the contrary, he was forced by outsiders and made them cold. Is this the son of God? so disappointed.
"Ha ha... Qinglin, it seems that your prestige in the holy land is really poor. Do you want us to help you?" brother Yuchi laughed at them. They are well prepared and have no time. How about qingluan''s cultivation? They know. However, they just broke through Ning yuan and want to clean up. It''s easy to catch them.
Qinglin sneers. He doesn''t care what people think of him. For him, as long as he gets the dragon soul grass, he has the hope of breaking the mirror. As long as the mirror is broken, he can rise to the clouds. Who dares to say half a word no at that time?
He spread his hand and motioned everyone to do whatever they wanted.
"Hey, hey, you''d better take the initiative to hand it over, or I''m afraid we''ll destroy the flowers." Wei chiyun licked his lips. Whether it''s qingluan or wuqingcheng, they are all top beauties. It''s also a kind of enjoyment to fight with such beauties.
Other people also smiled grimly. Fei Qingcheng must not be hurt, just because the people of Jiuhuang are still outside, but what about qingluan?
Even Qinglin doesn''t help her. Who can protect her?
"Elder martial sister qingluan, it seems that we are going to fight." wuqingcheng is not afraid.
"Yes." qingluan looked cold.
Qinglin looks cold. Qingluan is not the same person as him at all. Why should he go to shelter?
"Son of God? Do you really want to let my holy land disciples fight with others, while we stand idly by?" the disciple of Yiyuan Holy Land asked Qinglin, but his heart was cold.
Qinglin glanced at him: "this is her own choice. There are so many strong people here. Even if I do it, I can''t change anything."
"Ha ha."
Many disciples of Yiyuan Holy Land sneered. Then they didn''t say anything more. They directly screwed up the soldiers and stood behind qingluan to fight side by side with her to deal with the people who came from the siege.