Chapter 1000: Ignore

In the early morning, Ouyang Ming's eyes opened and closed, his energy sank into his body, and he said softly: "Three days have passed, it's time to go to the barren desert today." His eyes became sharper little by little, like a A spear with a handle that can pierce the sky.

Slowly stood up and walked towards the courtyard.

It was also at this time that He Jian carried a sword box on his back, making a creaking sound, and stepped forward lightly. With every step, there is a distance of more than ten feet, as if the ground shrinks to an inch, smoothing out the distance between him and Ouyang Ming. Just this kind of footwork gives people a sense of extraordinaryness.

Behind him, Jiang Yingrong changed into a red dress, which made her look even more gorgeous, with a graceful figure, as if every inch of her skin had become more beautiful.

Lianbu moves lightly, although the footwork is not amazing, but the speed is not slow at all, and it is even better.

He fell directly from the sky, covered his mouth and said with a smile: "Brother Yu, I haven't seen you for a few days, and my momentum has become more and more stable."

Ouyang Ming waved his hands, twitched his eyebrows, and joked: "Sister Jiang is getting more and more beautiful!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yingrong parted her red lips, her eyes were full of surprise, just like meeting Ouyang Ming, she said in amazement: "I didn't expect Brother Yu to be able to joke."

Ouyang Ming touched his nose, not knowing how to answer, he thought to himself, I have always been like this, okay? It's just that you didn't notice it.

He Jian also came over, and said with a smile: "There are so many people in the world who are as beautiful as flowers, but there is only one person like you. Only when I see brother Yu like this, I know that I am really old!" After the foundation, he was no longer so taciturn, and there were more smiles on his face.

The corner of Jiang Yingrong's mouth hooked upwards, and she raised her jade hand lightly, and said: "When one of the clan's talents arrives, let's set off. Let's wait for him under the totem first."

Naturally, Ouyang Ming and He Jian had no objection, and moved away.

Under the black dragon totem, many Jiang family disciples sat cross-legged, tempering their aura, which is what the younger generation of the Jiang family do every day. After seeing He Jian, these disciples shrank their necks subconsciously, with extremely respectful expressions.

Jiang Qingcheng and Xiaoman were also sitting under the statue.

Xiaoman held a wooden carving in his left hand and a carving knife in his right, with a serious look on his face, every time the knife fell, it was as if he was asking questions, and he had an unspeakable aura.

Jiang Qingcheng was more perfunctory, her big talking eyes were full of agility, looking around, as if she was looking for something.

After seeing Jiang Yingrong, his eyes lit up, he stretched his body, landed in front of her, and said softly, "Hey, mother!"

"Smelly girl." Jiang Yingrong cursed with a smile, and stroked her long hair as she spoke.

She stuck out her tongue, shifted her gaze to Ouyang Ming, and whispered, "Uncle Yu."

Ouyang Ming's face turned black, as if he had been doused with ink, but he didn't like having a seizure.

But in front of He Jian, Jiang Qingcheng immediately became a lady of everyone, bestowed a blessing, and shouted: "Grandpa He." This kind of differential treatment made Ouyang Ming feel a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Xiaoman put away the wood carving, and it came crashing like a cannonball.

This force was so strong that Ouyang Ming's body trembled slightly, Xiao Man looked worried and said, "Be careful on the road.

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When these words echoed, Ouyang Ming's mood improved a lot.

In vain, a cold voice came from a distance: "You are the one who took away my cousin's desolation order? Hmph, that's it, high-level spirit."

At the same time as the sound spread, a man in his thirties came out slowly. He was wearing a gray and black long gown. Looking mysterious, he looked at Ouyang Ming with a scrutinizing gaze.

Ouyang Ming had a playful look on his face, with a half-smile, but he didn't speak.

Even a high-level spirit with the power of the black dragon's blood is still vulnerable in his hands.

On the contrary, Jiang Yingrong's face turned cold, and the cold air forced people: "Jiang Yunkai, what are you talking about?" As soon as the words spread, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, as if falling into the twelfth lunar month.

He Jian also stared, with sword intent surging out.

Jiang Yunkai's throat vibrated, but no sound came out. His throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible big hand. An incomparably pure sword intent enveloped him. It seemed that as long as he dared to speak, he would Blood splattered on the spot, and cold sweat flowed from his body.

This is He Jian, just the aura that he exudes can make a high-level spirit be restrained.

Jiang Yunkai is a direct descendant of the Jiang family, among the younger generation, he can be ranked in the top ten, with a proud heart. This time, Ouyang Ming came from the air again and forcibly took away his cousin's desolation order. He would inevitably feel resentment in his heart.

"Forget it!" Ouyang Ming's voice was soft, but when he heard Jiang Yunkai's ears, it was like the sound of heaven. At the previous moment, he seemed to have fallen into the bottom of the sea, and it was very difficult to even breathe.

Only then did He Jian dissipate the sword intent from his body.

Jiang Yunkai's pupils contracted, he took a few breaths of cool air, and quietly glanced at Ouyangming.

There was a hint of hatred spreading in his eyes, but it was hidden deep, but Ouyang Ming's power of perception was too strong, and he still caught it in his eyes.

"Let's go, it's getting late." Jiang Yingrong glanced at the distance, and at the same time she spoke, she took a step forward. Before her voice fell, she was already seven or eight feet away. Ouyang Ming and He Jian looked at each other and followed. go up.

Jiang Yunkai's eyes flashed coldly, and he rushed out.

Jiang Qingcheng looked at the backs of the few people going away, shook his head and said, "Xiaoman, let's go catch fish together!"

Xiaoman ignored him, looked at Jiang Yunkai's back, took out a new piece of wood, and carved his appearance.

But in his eyes, there was an extremely dangerous light flashing.

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After leaving the Jiang clan, Ouyang Ming paused, with a mysterious expression on his face, he slapped the interspatial bag with his right hand, and when it landed, a silver-white flying carpet was already floating in the air, covered with fine and fine fluff, elegant and luxurious.

Jiang Yingrong and He Jian exchanged glances, and they both saw the astonishment in their respective eyes.

Jiang Yunkai also showed curiosity on his face. They had never heard that a blanket could float in the air.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yingrong breathed out an orchid, and said, "Brother Yu, what is this? Why...why is it so strange?"

"This is a flying carpet, and it can soar through the sky and the earth with the power of this thing." Ou Yangming explained.

When the voice echoed in the ears of several people, they all felt that their ears had heard it wrong, flying in the sky, this is the sign of the Venerable.

Could it be possible to do this by relying on this thing?

Ouyang Ming didn't explain much, the golden mental power surged out, and the tip of his toes lightly landed on the flying carpet. Jiang Yingrong and He Jian moved their bodies at the same time, and sat cross-legged on the flying carpet.

Jiang Yunkai's expression was complicated, and his heart felt like a bottle of five flavors had been knocked over, with mixed flavors.

Glancing at Ouyang Ming, he snorted coldly and turned into a long rainbow, piercing the sky, telling him to bow his head to Ouyang Ming, but he was still unwilling.

Seeing his receding figure, Ouyang Ming didn't feel any disturbance in his heart.

The tyrannical spiritual power poured into it, and the silver flying carpet suddenly turned into a silver streamer, which caught up with it, and flew smoothly above Jiang Yunkai's head without speaking.

Jiang Yunkai looked at the flying carpet, feeling extremely irritable, even his eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth, and thought to himself, I want to see if you can keep up, but he doesn't know, Ouyang Ming didn't let him go On the heart, on top of his head, it wasn't intentional either.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, his body swelled up like a ball, turning into a rainbow light that shattered the sky.

He also glanced at Ouyang Ming provocatively, and passed away in an instant, exploding the high-level speed of the spirit to the extreme. He believed that with the speed of that blanket, he couldn't catch up with him at all, and he was extremely proud.

He also looked backward from time to time, wanting to see the boy's shocking eyes.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

The flying carpet seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

The corners of Jiang Yunkai's mouth turned up, and he said with a soft smile, "Hmph, it's flashy." He felt a strong sense of superiority in his heart.

He paused, turned around and flew backwards, and a quarter of an hour later, he saw that nasty boy talking and laughing with Jiang Yingrong, and the speed of the flying carpet was unhurried and unusually stable.

Seeing this scene, an inexplicable anger exploded from his dantian, sweeping towards every corner of his body.

It never occurred to him that he, Jiang Yunkai, the proud son of the Jiang family, would... be ignored! This made him furious in an instant, especially when he thought of everything he had done before, he felt like a clown, jumping around non-stop.

The other party didn't take it to heart at all. This feeling made him a hundred times more uncomfortable than a slap on his face.

He is an extremely proud person, but now he is hit hard by his own self-esteem.

Jiang Yunkai's eyes were bloodshot, his body trembled, and he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

With a flash, he stood in front of the flying carpet, and said with trembling fingers, "You...you..."

Ou Yangming looked puzzled, looked at Jiang Yunkai, and said in a flat voice, "What's wrong?" His eyes didn't change at all.

This scene was forcibly engraved in Jiang Yunkai's mind and became the last straw that broke the camel's back. He only felt an uncontrollable rush of blood rushing straight into his mind, and he spurted out a big mouthful of blood.

He Jian and Ouyang Ming stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, with strange expressions on their faces.

Only Jiang Yingrong was thoughtful, and after a long while, she thought to herself, but she didn't say anything to enlighten her.

She is also an extremely proud person. Except for Ouyang Ming and a few people who are easy to talk to, in front of others, she is proud and conceited, and she is also the pride of heaven.

As the group got farther and farther away from Jiang's house, the air became cloudy again, with fine yellow sand everywhere.

The sky has darkened, and the afterglow of the morning sun is slowly sinking. The mountains, yellow sand, and dry trees are all swallowed by the darkness, and the land is silent, dark and deep.

Even with the cultivation of these four people, they dare not walk recklessly in the dark.

Ouyang Ming glanced at the sky, and said, "Take a break, and go on your way tomorrow, the Great Ruins in the dark are even more dangerous."  …

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