Chapter 167: Purple Endless

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"Finally came out smoothly." Standing in the eastern position, Lei Yufeng sighed, and then went back to see the multitude of purple bamboo forests, feeling a bit silent.
It turned out that only Mo Wenchen could advance and retreat with Xiao Susu.
For a moment, he felt empty.
After living for so many years, I have never felt so useless.
Once his ideal was game life, but now he doesn't know what his ideal is.
Bai Limo and Nangong Mo looked at Mo Wenchen and Xiao Susu with admiration.
The two of them are facing away from three people, and they are still clarifying the road before them, but they are nearing the end. In just one step, they can completely get rid of this purple bamboo forest.
"The two were truly extraordinary, and they were able to step out of the old man's heavenly palace array in one step." Mo Wenchen took the last step, and a loud voice blew above everyone's heads.
There was only dissatisfaction in the voice.
The Tiangong in place is Jiuxing and Iori. This is the essence of the Tiangong array.
And Mo Wenchen and Xiao Susu just cracked one by one.
The whole body froze, Xiao Susu and Mo Wenchen both looked in the direction of the sound, and there was a gleam of cold light in their eyes. They knew that this must be the messenger of Yueheng Mountain.
"Don't ignore him first, as long as the last step is right, we don't have to be afraid of him." Mo Wenchen's voice was very deep, very faint, no different from usual, and there was no emotional change caused by the appearance of this messenger.
He has always been afraid of heaven and earth. He meets ghosts and kills ghosts, and meets gods and kills gods.
At this time it was as indifferent as ever.
Nodding hard, Xiao Susu's complexion was also very calm. He didn't have any fear because of this sudden sound. He had seen Xianle who robbed the soul of himself, and he had seen the messenger of the serpent, and Xiao Susu had been calm. Accept everything on Hengshan this month.
Everything here is common.
"I don't know if it will be a thousand years of purple bamboo essence." Xiao Susu nodded and said, the corner of his mouth turned into a faint smile.
She was actually nervous. As she walked along the road, her calculations were too precise, which also made her highly concentrated. At this moment, she wanted to relax.
It was just the last step, and she hadn't figured it out yet. She wanted to relax, but couldn't let it go.
It seemed that her nervousness was because of this voice.
She always felt that everything would never go so smoothly.
Every move of his own group must fall into the eyes of those messengers.
Right now, his party was about to leave the purple bamboo forest safely, and there must be someone to interfere.
As I thought about it, I looked at the Xuanyuan Sword on Mo Wenchen's shoulder, and I got a little bit of confidence under her heart. What was going on with this sword? She didn't want to know, she only knew that the sword could put the half-demon to death, so enough.
"The juniors are rude." Seeing Xiao Susu and Mo Wenchen still calculating by themselves, together with the three Lei Yufeng behind them, they only looked ashamed, and nothing happened to the lunch box. Zi Wuya was a little annoyed, Falling from the air while drinking loudly.
Just behind Xiao Susu and Mo Wenchen, Lei Yufeng and Bai Limo were in front of them.
At the moment of Zi Wuya's fall, Mo Wenchen in the front had already brought Xuanyuan Sword, while Lei Yufeng Bailimo and Nangong Mo in the rear also made swords at the same time.
Four swords struck at the same time, but Zizhu Ya stood in the middle of several people but did not move, but twisted his body, and already opened the three swords in the rear.
Make a "ding".
Xiao Susu also turned around, looking at the self-proclaimed husband in front of him, but a young, white-faced scholar-like man, watching Xuanyuan Jian scratch his arm without leaving any scars.
Somewhat incredible.
"His deeds are deeper than that of the snake." Xiao Susu thought and said this way: "It won't be the bamboo essence of a thousand years."
Mo Wenchen had hit a blow, and did not make another move, but did not want the white-faced scholar in front of him to not be harmed at all, but a smile.
"Xuanyuan Sword, it is really a good thing. Doesn't even the Lei family have to fight the idea of ​​Yuezong Palace." Curved smiley eyes.
Seeing that the other party knew Xuanyuan Sword, Mo Wenchen also frowned slightly: "It is not a thunder family to decide the king in Xiabei."
He didn't want to affect Lei Yufeng.
After all, Lei Yufeng could have no intention of the high priest of Yueyue Palace.
Moreover, Leijiabao is jealous of both South Xinjiang and Dayan. If Dayan and Yueyong Palace of South Xinjiang are united, they will not let people feel afraid.
The reason why Leijiabao has always scared Dayan and Nanjiang is because he maintains a neutral attitude.
Neither party wanted to compromise with each other, which made Leijiabao a three-party existence.
With the passage of time, Leijiabao's forces have become stronger with both sides.
To this day, Leijiabao seems to be a country.
No one knows how powerful it is.
No one can detect it.
However, Mo Wenchen knows it better than anyone.
"The King of Bei Ding ..." Zi Wuya carefully examined Mo Wenchen again, from top to bottom, from bottom to bottom: "Well, there are actually men in this world who are three points better than their husbands. Taught. "
As he talked, his hands moved lightly. Xiao Susu felt that he had not seen the man in front of him. The next second, he had already handed in with Mo Wenchen.
From Xiao Susu's point of view, this purple boundless world is indeed beautiful, beautiful, not handsome.
The cheeks are very white and clear, comparable to a woman, with crescent eyes, thin lips, Qiong nose, even eyebrows like Yuanshan Dai, delicate and beautiful, and eyelashes are like fans.
If in men, it is indeed beautiful.
On the other hand, Mo Wenchen, if it is not the domineering and masculine spirit, not the toughness of the five senses, if you look closely, it is actually more beautiful than Zi Wuya.
Xiao Susu was surprised when she first saw Mo Wenchen.
Marvel at the eccentricity of the Creator.
There is such a beautiful feature that is perfect, coupled with his temperament, domineering and courage, it is almost perfect.
Seeing that the two had fought together, Lei Yufeng, Bai Limo, and Nangong Mo did not move, because within a few strokes, they could see that they were incomparable.
And Zi Wuyao is still indifferent.
"It doesn't look like bamboo essence." Xiao Susu said again.
Attracted Lei Yufeng and shook his head: "He is a human, otherwise he will be afraid of Xuanyuan Sword."
"So it is." Xiao Susu nodded. "So the messenger is also human."
It sounded like a curse when you heard it.
The face of Zi Wuya, which beat you to me with Mo Wenchen, changed, and gave Xiao Susu a glance, busy: "Little girl, how can you curse?"
Not angry.
Provoked Bai Limo and Nangong Mo want to laugh.
In fact, Xiao Susu was intentional. She didn't want to swear, but just rushed to talk, and said unintentionally, the listener was interested.
After all, a messenger is a snake demon.
"I didn't yell at anyone." Xiao Susu replied lightly, and looked at Zi Wuya indifferently. "However, he is very young, calling himself an old man, and it is puzzling."
Mo Wenchen's palm wind struck relentlessly. To come to Zi Wuya was to stare at Xiao Susu again. Helplessly, I met a master today, but I was a bit overwhelmed. I hurriedly avoided one palm, turned over, and Angry: "Little girl, you are cursing me!"
Still smiling.
Just bad tone.
"This person is ill." Baili gave up his conclusion.
He motioned to Xiao Susu not to have general knowledge with him.
Xiao Susu's words are what everyone here wants to say.
This purple boundless world is indeed very young. When you look at it, you are only fifteen or six years old.
"You're only sick." After listening to Bai Limo's words, Zi Wuya became even more angry, and he couldn't care about fighting with Mo Wenchen. One backed up and then turned over in the air, hitting Bai Limo directly. Xiao Susu.
This man looked full of smiles, but actually said that when he turned his face, he turned his face.
It was just that he was a bit overwhelmed, and before waiting to turn over in the air, Mo Wenchen had already attacked again, and did not give him a chance to step back.
"Pop!" Zi Wuya saw no retreat, so he had to connect with Mo Wenchen.
The palms intersect, Mo Wenchen retreats a few feet away, holding his body slowly before Xiao Susu. . . . . . .