Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 52: Trailing

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When Bai Zimo finally broke out with a roar, the dozens of teenagers around were silent for a moment, and quickly closed their mouths, looking at Bai Zimo with a little embarrassment and fear, without knowing what to say. Well done, where did Bai Zimo offend him, so that he looks so angry now.

"Who is talking about Zhao Jiuge in the future, don't blame me for turning my face and not acknowledging people, how strong is he, don't worry, I will look for opportunities to fix him, and then let you see who is better than me or him." /

Bai Zimo turned his back to everyone, looked at the surface of Jingyue Lake, and said quietly, the voice made people shudder.

Mu Zijun, who has always been calm and calm, saw Bai Zimo's posture, his face finally changed, and the corners of his mouth curled up, as if the peaceful Jingyue Lake had been thrown into a rock.

For Zhao Jiuge, Mu Zijun has an unspeakable feeling in his heart. Maybe Zhao Jiuge looks ordinary, but Mu Zijun feels like before. It's just that Zhao Jiuge has always been displeased with himself, plus the family background gap. People can never come together, even if they feel a sense of hostility towards Zhao Jiuge now, but seeing Bai Zimo's idiot appearance, Mu Zijun still gave birth to disdain, even if he drinks Zhao Jiuge now and is wrong, Zhao Jiuge is not able to insult Bai Zimo. of.

Mu Zijun is extraordinary, graceful and luxurious, turned around, brought up his sword robe and fluttered the corners of his clothes, habitually holding his long black hair in his right hand, **** slowly sliding down in it, one pair The pitch-black eyes looked at the rippling Jingyue Lake, and then said calmly, "Jingyue Lake, it’s just because it’s hard to find the Immortal Dao, and the end is here. They are all like flowers in the moon water in the mirror, but they can’t be seen. , The greater the hope at the beginning, the greater the disappointment at the end. It’s just a emptiness of a bamboo basket, like a dream, and the tentacles break. Just like some people, they don’t slander at the beginning, and maybe they end up It’s like a dream, it’s ridiculous."

After speaking, Mu Zijun chuckled a few times, as if a person was talking to himself, but the words he said were clearly for Bai Zimo to hear, and fools could hear it, not to mention the ten or twenty people next to him. A teenager who has been influenced by his family since childhood?

"Who are you talking about?" Bai Zimo, who was originally annoyed, gradually calmed down and turned gloomy again. He turned and stared at that extraordinary figure, and asked gloomily.

"Who I said is who, what are you doing in a hurry? What's the guilty conscience? I can't wait to admit it?" Facing Bai Zimo's grim questioning, Mu Zijun smiled faintly and touched his face. An imperceptible sarcasm.

After speaking, looking at the spiritual coercion that Bai Zimo showed because of his inner anger, Mu Zijun ignored him and turned away, although Mu Zijun did not put his inner arrogance on his face like Bai Zimo did. But Mu Zijun, who had a deeper foundation than the Bai family, had a lot of arrogance, but he didn't even bother to show it. He left alone without even looking at these teenagers, leaving everyone with a dusty back.

"You...!" Looking at Mu Zijun's attitude, Bai Zimo's face flushed even more than those words, but even if he looked down on others, he couldn't underestimate Mu Zijun, no matter what he thinks. How outstanding I am, but I still can't beat Mu Zijun. When a proud person meets a more proud person, but he can't beat others, the feeling makes Bai Zimoqi's teeth itchy, but there is no other way. This is the second time he has felt this way.

Feeling the gazes of the group of teenagers around them, just in their anger, Bai Zimo, who had nowhere to spread his anger, yelled, "Look at anything! It's gone."

After finishing talking, he turned and left Jingyue Lake, leaving everyone looking at each other. When Mu Zijun laughed at Bai Zimo before, he forcibly resisted not letting himself laugh. Now, when Bai Zimo is gone, Everyone couldn't help it anymore and laughed out loud, and then there were a lot of introductions, and they had different opinions on Bai Zimo's mindset.

"Hey, this Bai Zimo is also relying on his family's momentum to see if Mu Zijun and others have crazy capital, and then look at Zhao Jiuge, there is that domineering, this Bai Zimo is capable, but not particularly outstanding. , The two above are also estimated to have a high chance of losing."

"Shhh, keep your voice down. When Bai Zimo heard the anger against us, we couldn't afford it. He didn't dare to provoke Zijun doesn't mean he didn't dare to provoke us."

"Hey, it's all gone. Although they won today, I don't think they will give up. Be careful to get revenge."

"Isn't it enough that the group of buns were beaten today? I'm afraid of revenge. I'll beat them once when I'm not convinced."

In an instant, the bustling Jingyue Lake followed the figure and slowly dispersed, Jingyue Lake returned to calm, everything returned to its original form, except that there was a slender thin line in the woods opposite Jingyue Lake The figure watched silently for a long time, and saw the people dispersed. This figure quietly followed the face that had started to flatter before. Talking about the youngsters who had beaten three or four today, the woods made a gentle slurping sound. After a while, even this figure disappeared in Jingyue Lake.

The path of Xuantianfeng.

The endless mountains and rocks surround the Xuantian Peak. From a distance, it looks like a silver belt is tied around Xuantianfeng’s waist. At this time, there is a small dimple, very cute and tender. The boy, humming a song, swaying, stepping on the rocks one step at a time, looks very happy.

"Boom..."

The dimpled teenager who was squinted falsely, intoxicated in his singing, suddenly staggered back two steps and almost fell to the ground.

The dimpled teenager in panic hurriedly looked at it. It turned out that he hadn't paid attention and hit someone. His expression was impatient, and he scolded, his face tightened in the blink of an eye, because he only saw what he had hit. Who is it?

Wearing a blue sword robe, an ordinary black bag with long hair tied up, his face is cold, with a unique temperament, it is Zhao Jiuge who secretly observed them in Jingyue Lake for a long time.

Why did you find this dimpled teenager the first to do it? It’s because Zhao Jiuge found that this kid had a mouth that kept talking, and his expression was very rich. When he saw the expression of flattering just now, Zhao Jiuge was unhappy and hated this kind of doglegs most. , Which reminded him of the children who were bullied by Da Pang Wang when he was in the village.

Moreover, this kid kept saying that he had knocked down three or four. No matter what, he was the most conspicuous. Zhao Jiuge naturally took his first attack, but didn't know the three or four he knocked down. Will there be Luo Xie?

The character that Zhao Jiuge has developed since he was a child is that the canthus will be retributed, for fear that the world will not be chaotic. When Luo Xie is beaten, he has an atmosphere. No matter how many people on the opposite side are, he must retaliate one by one. The gratitude and gratitude is also in line with the result of asking the heart in the cold water pool to prove the truth, killing all the hateful people in the world, regardless of the injustice today, maybe there are too many evil people and injustices in the world, I can't meet them, but Kill the last one, and solve one when you encounter one. It's like practicing swordsmanship. What you pay attention to is the decisiveness of killing and cutting.

At this time, Zhao Jiuge saw the appearance of this dimpled teenager. Wasn't it the same teenager who went up first when he stepped on Qitian Road? Zhao Jiuge calmed down after being slightly surprised.

Seeing Zhao Jiuge, the dimpled teenager with a guilty conscience naturally panicked. For a while, he didn't know what to do. It took a long time to ease the fluctuations in his heart. He was on guard, trembling in his mouth, "You...you...you Why are you here."

For Zhao Jiuge, everyone knows that this group of disciples nowadays, everyone knows that this is a nasty guy, and this guy was born poor, and he just beat up the bunch of buns today. The fiercest hit, how can he not be nervous at this time, even the voice of his speech is trembling slightly and unnaturally.

But Zhao Jiuge just smiled faintly, looked at the dimple boy friendly, and said softly, "Why am I here, I, of course, I am looking for you." He said that his face was abrupt, and he snorted. With hatred.

When the voice fell, the right hand moved long ago, the simplest and fastest punch, towards the face frame of the dimpled teenager, this punch is not fancy at all, but the simplest thing is often It is the most effective. Although Zhao Jiuge takes into account the rules of cannibalism and does not use spiritual power, but relying on the body that has cultivated the Sanskrit Eucharist, this circle is also extremely overbearing, with strong wind, and no suspense. The face of a dimpled teenager.

The tentacles and unguarded dimple boy suddenly flew out like a broken kite. A swollen bruise on his face looked a bit like a panda eye. Although the dimple boy who fell on the ground suffered pain, he was struggling quickly. Stood up.

The entire face was shrunk together because of the intense pain in the eyes, and when his lips moved lightly and he was about to swear, Zhao Jiuge looked complacent, "Now know what I came to do with you." /

The boy with dimples just stood up, and he wanted to open his mouth to say something, but Zhao Jiuge still had no chance for him to speak, his figure rioted, and a sharper offensive rushed toward his face, and the boy with dimples was shocked.

Zhao Jiuge leaped lightly, slammed his right foot, and then, with this kick, his body floated forward and rushed forward, and he was about to kick the boy with dimples with a flying leg. The pupils of the boy with dimples continued to stretch, and Zhao Jiuge This series of actions wasted some time. It was precisely this short time that caused the dimpled teenager to react. Looking at the strong wind in the air, the dimpled teenager was not a fool. He was kicked, at least on the bed. Lie down for a month.

At this time, I didn't care about my face, and didn't care about so many rules. A flash of aura flashed around my body, and a curtain of light appeared in front of me, rippled, and it was the body protection aura that could be released by the spirit transformation.