Chapter Seventy-Sixty-Five Big Words

How could I, Ao Kun, not come? "

When the voice fell, Ao Kun had already stood still in the void. The distance between the figure and several people is only an instant.

He took a deep look at Hua Yun, and then looked at Long Xuan with a smile.

"When old people meet, they don't say hello? Do you know that for thousands of years, I, Ao Kun, have been thinking about you, Bi'er, day and night?"

The words spoken seem to be lingering words between lovers. But that tone was extremely cold.

Long Xuan's expression was complicated, and he shook Hua Yun's hand tightly. As if he had found a pillar and had something to rely on, he suddenly felt relieved, and smiled sweetly: "Really? It's a pity that Long Xuan is already someone else's wife, so I can only live up to your wishes. Also, I have the Dao name Long Xuan now, so I don't know what to do." Ao Bi is already a name in the past, and it has long been abandoned."

At this time, Hua Yun also laughed lightly: "I want to teach Brother Ao to know! Long Xuan is actually three months pregnant now."

Seeing Ao Kun's originally calm pupils suddenly jumped and froze. The contempt on the corners of his lips suddenly became stronger: "It's just a pity, brother Ao, I'm afraid he won't be able to drink my child's wedding wine. Originally, Master's intention was to accept you as a famous disciple. And I have a fate with Long Xuan, as well as senior brothers and sisters, but it’s just that, it’s just—”

Saying two "naihe" in a row seems to be an infinite regret. Hua Yun's gaze suddenly became as sharp as a knife: "You have appeared, but you are ready to die? Where is the shadow of the dragon? That dead old man, is he afraid to show himself? Are you really going to sit and watch his disciples?" Son, Dao disappears and dies?"

Ao Kun didn't answer, and looked at Long Xuan again. After just a moment, those eyes calmed down again, he couldn't help laughing, and shook his head slightly.

"That's right! Ao Kun really can't drink your child's wedding wine. I have been lonely for eight thousand years, and I thought my heart was cold. Only then did I realize that I still care a little bit! But thinking about it for ten thousand years Wasted. I don’t think it’s worth it, it’s ridiculous—”

When the last sentence was said, Ao Kun's tone was extremely relaxed. That expression was also full of relief.

And behind him, there was also an old and full of spirited laughter.

"My friend Ao Kun, you have finally seen through the word love! I told you about it at the beginning. This woman is not in the right mind. She is not a good match, how is it now?"

Several people here raised their eyebrows.

this voice. It's Dragon Shadow!

Looking at the reputation, I saw an old man walking in the air. Like a dragon and a tiger. The beard and hair are knotted, and the appearance is rough. He was only dressed in sackcloth, but he was very dignified, and the tiger's eyes shone with lightning.

It's just that he came out behind him, but there was still one person following him. But he was a middle-aged Taoist with a graceful and steady demeanor, and his expression was full of helplessness.

"Ask false?"

That Hua Yun was slightly taken aback, with a strange expression on his face.

It is not surprising that the founder of the Lingyun Sect is here.

The strange thing is this person. Why did he follow behind Long Ying.

Could it be that these two want to join forces? How can it be?

Not to mention the blood feud between Lingyun Qiantian and the two Taoist ancestors, it can make this question empty and scruples a lot.

That Wenxu came after Longying, but he didn't speak, and stood silently in a remote place. Then he looked at everyone here with complicated eyes.

Especially the two Huayun, Longxuan, who wanted to speak, but stopped again, sighing in distress.

Hua Yun was only slightly surprised for a moment, and didn't care much.

With the wisdom of this person. It was expected that he would not be so stupid as to help this dragon shadow Ao Kun, so that Ling Yunzong could be exterminated from the Taoist sect.

At this time, I heard Long Ying laugh loudly: "In my life, Long Ying, there is only this one who suits my heart! Not to mention the disappearance of the Dao, even a slight injury, it is also very distressing. He is now crossing the border. Jie, how can you not personally come to protect you?"

He squinted his eyes again and looked at the people here: "Now that I, the dead old man, have arrived, how do you treat Hua Yun? Wait, you also want to make enemies of this old man?"

This sentence was asked here, by the other three cultivators of the divine realm.

Tailingzong Qiuyun shook his head unambiguously: "It's not that we want to be your enemy, Longying, but we have to. Your apprentice has been reckless and killing too much in the past few years. My Taoist second The lives of one hundred thousand disciples always need an explanation. I advise senior Longying to take a step back today, otherwise the sword has no eyes, and maybe senior will lose his life!"

The Taoist of Lingzong, named Feng Yunzi, also snorted coldly at this time: "The so-called raising or not teaching is the father's fault. If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy. It is you who have fallen into the end of this sect today. Xuan blame is up to him! I, old man Zong Potian, died at his hands just now. He must pay in blood!"

The other divine realm is a woman. She was dressed in a snow-white robe, but her face was withered and thin, which looked like a skeleton.

At this moment, he giggled: "Long Ying, your apprentice, ruined my Yuanshi Shenzong's important event. The thousand-year-old conspiracy has fallen into nothing. Do you think he should be killed? In fact, it is easy for me to retreat, as long as the compensation is paid. If my sect is lost, only two lives will be enough."

Before she could finish speaking, another crack was torn open in the void boundary river.

A figure stepped out from inside. A red robe sounded, it was the bloody robe.

Seeing that everyone in front of him had a serious look on their faces and looked over vigilantly, the bloody man immediately smiled.

"Don't worry! This deity is here this time, just to see the excitement!"

Even though he said so, he looked at Long Ying Ao Kun with a bit of evil in his eyes.

Tongue protruding a foot deep, licking his lips.

"Naturally! If you can get two excellent blood food, that would be great!"

Taoist Longying raised his white eyebrows lightly when he heard this, and then laughed at himself: "Is this really true? I am the enemy everywhere? My Longying popularity is so bad. Could it be that I really want to die here?"

When everyone heard the words, they all laughed coldly and didn't answer the words.

Hua Yun even stared at the dragon shadow slightly, as if looking at a clown.

The mood is relaxed, remember ten thousand years ago. When this person appeared, he acted as a master from the air and struck three times, forcibly saving Ao Kun, which shocked the world.

At that time, he was astonished as a heavenly man, shocked and hated at the same time. But at this time, he was just a person waiting to die.

Long Ying didn't feel embarrassed, and turned to ask Xu: "Qian Xu, in your opinion, what will happen today?"

The questioning expression was alternately blue and white, both ashamed and annoyed, silent and refusing to speak.

On the other side, Mingyu smiled slightly: "Of course it's Daoist Brother Longying, killing all directions and sweeping away everything!"

The old man Longying laughed out loud.

Huayun and the others on the opposite side frowned, instinctively feeling that something was wrong.

That heavy light drew the sword directly, and a cold white sword light slashed out like a dragon!

"Big words! This person killed the matter directly, why do you need to say more?"

It was the withering sword, which exploded just halfway through. An abnormal flush also appeared on the face of the heavy light, causing a stream of time to wash into the Ling River. In those eyes, there was great excitement.