Volume Reading 822

People have seen traces of Jiang Jing.

Yue Wuyang stepped barefoot on the ruins of the palace full of rubble.

a while.

She finally came near the broken altar.

She squatted down, stretched out her index finger and touched a dark spot on the ground.

It's Jiang Jing's scent!

Jiang Jing was indeed dead.

Yue Wuyang suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

Although she didn't know what happened, Bai Lian killed Jiang Jing, there is no better news than this.

She got up and was about to leave when a sudden change occurred.

"Um?"

Yue Wuyang opened her mouth slightly.

She saw the dark spots she stroked turn into distorted symbols.

If she is not mistaken, it should be a "rotten" word!

"?"

Was it an accident, or...

In the dimly lit open space, an invisible wind suddenly blew up.

Yue Wuyang froze in place.

She clearly heard someone calling her name!

She could feel the man's anxiety, but when she held her breath to listen to what the man said, only the whistling of the north wind came into her ears.

Yue Wuyang hurriedly used the technique of summoning the soul, but in the end, nothing could be summoned.

She lifted her head, the sun falling on her face through the shattered hole.

this moment.

Yue Wuyang was a little confused.

That voice may have come from Jiang Jing, but what can Jiang Jing, who is a deadly enemy of her, have something to say to her in a hurry?

Rotten, rotten?

Yue Wuyang really couldn't infer Jiang Jing's complete meaning from a single word.

She could only keep walking around the ruins, trying to find more words, a quarter of an hour, an hour, a day, or even longer.

After a long time, those who came to hunt for treasures left one after another.

Someone else advised her: "Fellow Daoist, don't waste your efforts, there is nothing of value here."

"..."

Really?

Yue Wuyang left Haitang Chunyuan in despair.

She believed that Jiang Jing's words must contain very important information, but she really couldn't find any more traces.

By the end, she couldn't even hear the call.

If she had been in Haitang Chunyuan that day, everything would have been different.

Yue Wuyang looked back at the deep pit that appeared on the ice sheet.

This miss.

Maybe a lifetime.

Beifeng raised Yue Wuyang's robes, and in a short while she was mixed into the confused wind and snow.

...

pat.

An Lan picked up the messenger jade slip that fell on the ground.

This is the jade slip of Bai Lian, who just received a message from someone unknown.

The news was very short, just asking how Bai Lian had a conflict with Jiang Jing.

Ah.

An Lan sneered.

Speaking of this, she gets angry.

That is to say, Bai Lian stabbed Jiang Jing to death, otherwise she must let Jiang Jing see the most cruel method in the world!

An Lan put away the jade slip.

She didn't have time to talk to these women of unknown origin.

Since she took over the task of teaching Xiao Jinse and the others, she has been too busy to stop.

I have to say, this master is really not good!

"What, you can't even use your spiritual power to condense your clones?"

"It's too slow, when you successfully set up the formation, the opponent has already killed you, hurry up, hurry up!"

"No, no, this is just the simplest sword formation?!"

"It's very simple, as long as you calm down, you can sense the fire spirits of heaven and earth."

"This way, this way, and this way, you can... um, why are you dizzy?"

"I want to die!"

After teaching again and again during the day, An Lan was pulling her hair out of anger.

She found that she was right in calling those disciples stupid!

real.

She couldn't understand.

The cultivation talents of the disciples she accepted are not bad even if they are placed in the fairy world, but why are their brains so weak?

Take Xiao Jinse as an example.

She taught Xiao Jinse how to sense the fire spirit of heaven and earth, but Xiao Jinse couldn't calm down after one operation.

Oh wow.

Learn to be lonely!

"Is it hard, is it really hard?"

An Lan walked to Qing Deng and stared at the flickering soul fire angrily.

Bai Lian was speechless.

She only thought that such a master was inexplicably cute, and she wanted to reach out and tug at Master's cheek.

but……

Don't say that she has no hands now, even if she has hands, she has to endure it, otherwise she will probably have no hands soon.

At this time, An Lan patted the table hard and continued to "complain".

"I don't understand. When I teach you, you will learn it as soon as you learn it. Obviously, your understanding is not high. Even if they are not as good as you, they will not be so bad, right?

"It's fine if there's only one person like this, but each of them looks stupid, this talent is really in vain!"

"emmm..."

Bai Lian scratched his head.

Do not.

precise

In fact, she didn't learn anything!

She just loves face, so every time An Lan asks her if she has learned it, she will nod her head with a serious face.

"Learn to learn."

At this time, An Lan will always smile with relief.

"That's good."

And then no more.

An Lan had absolutely no intention of checking her practice progress.

After a long time, Bai Lian lost his studies.

She doesn't know any powerful combat spells, but she has learned hundreds of simple and easy-to-learn life-type spells and farming-type spells.

But these spells are of little use.