The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 88: Drinking a cup of tea, somebody came

"You've been acting so sticky in your life." Lian San Yue glanced at Jing Xin over there and said, "Why didn't you just kill it at the time?"

　　 Being sticky is the Qingshan Sect’s evaluation of the Zhongzhou School, but it is also her usual evaluation of the entire practice world of Chaotian Continent, which Jing Jiu is not good at.

　　March's voice was not loud, but everyone in the hall paid attention to her every move and naturally heard her clearly.

　　 Jingxin was silent, his face a little pale.

　　 "It's useless to kill him." Jing Jiu said, "Remember Jing Shu? There are many descendants of the royal family like her who are scattered among the people. Zhongzhou faction can pick one at any time and give it to Yimaozhai University. I believe Bu Qiuxiao has no objection."

　　Lian Sanyue said: "I remember that little girl, the Jing family is indeed very capable of giving birth."

　　 Jing Jiu said: "She is dead, don't you die."

　　 said in three consecutive months: "If I don't wake up, what will you do?"

　　 Until now, there has been no one from the Qingshan Sect, and Yuan Qijing has not appeared. She knows the true relationship between him and Yuan Qijing, and she can naturally think of this as what he meant.

　　 Jing Jiu said: "I thought it would be fine to deal with it myself."

　　Lian San Yue glanced at him contemptuously, "You are so weak now, how to deal with it?"

　　 Jing Jiu calmly said: "It has been hundreds of years. This is the first time you are qualified to say that I am weak."

　　 Lian San Yue raised his eyebrows slightly, and said triumphantly: "Anyway, you are now weaker than me."

　　 Jing Jiu smiled and said: "No matter how weak there is, there is a way to deal with it."

　　Lian Sanyue looked slightly different and said: "Which trick are you going to use? It will kill a lot of people."

　　 Jing Jiu looked slightly different, and said, "You also care about the number of dead people?"

　　 said in a row: "Maybe you have influenced you?"

　　 Jing Jiu said, "Then I was also affected by you."

　　"What's the point of talking about what I like to hear now?"

　　 Lian Sanyue smiled and leaned back, holding the back steps with both hands, looking at the blue sky, enjoying herself.

　　 Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and said, "Thank you."

　　, looking at the sky even after March, said: "I am not an ordinary girl, but I also know that your mouth is not sweet. Don't say these things forcibly in the future, it's too harsh."

　　 Just as Jing Jiu was about to try harder to say something, the sound of teacup clashing suddenly came from behind the two. It was grotesque, and it looked like teeth fighting, full of fear. The two looked back and saw Ping Yongjia standing above the stone steps with a plate.

　　 There are two teacups on the plate. The teacups are made of white porcelain, but they are definitely not as pale as he is at this time.

　　 Yongjia Ping was really scared at this time, because he found that he had heard a lot of things that he shouldn’t have heard, and he didn’t know if he would be killed. Even if the master is protecting herself, this woman is so powerful, and she just said that the master is weaker than her...

　　 Speaking of speaking, the master and this woman are indeed having a problem. They have come so close, and they didn't realize that your thoughts are only on the other person? What a regret, what am I doing here? In order to please the master, he gave away his life, which is really not worthwhile.

　　 Thinking of these things, Ping Yongjia’s face became whiter and paler, and his body trembling more and more severely. The sound of the impact of the tea bowl and the teeth was like playing a piano.

　　 asked curiously for three months, "Who is this fool?"

　　 Jing Jiu said: "My apprentice, it's closed."

　　I glanced at Ping Yongjia for three months and felt nothing special. He stretched out his hand and took a sip from the teacup and said, "It just happens to be thirsty, thank you."

　　 Ping Yongjia was ecstatic when she heard this, and thought that she might not die. At this moment, Lian San Yue glanced at him again. Ping Yongjia lost her joy suddenly, she was cold, like falling into an ice cellar, thinking that these characters are probably moody, won't they suddenly shoot herself to death, right?

　　 After a while, even San Yue glanced at him again, and Ping Yongjia was even more frightened.

　　"What did you see?" Jing Jiu asked.

　　 said in a row: "No."

　　 "Neither did I." Jing Jiu said, "So it's a bit strange."

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　　 The section of the city wall in the southeast direction was blasted out of a big hole, and the rubble was piled up into a small hill. Kou Qingtong was lying on it, covered in blood, and staring at the sky with blank eyes.

　　 The forbidden formation at the bottom of the city wall was exposed to the sky, and the officials of Gu Pan and Qingtian Division looked out warily. Dozens of air waves are approaching at an extremely fast speed. At the front are three Zhongzhou Sect Valley Masters, all powerful in the Void Refining Realm. From this, it can be seen that the Zhongzhou Sect definitely does not want Kou Qingtong to die like this.

　　 Suddenly a melodious flute sounded, and the three valley owners stopped under the ruins and looked around vigilantly, but found nothing.

　　 The sound of the flute clearly passed into everyone’s ears, gentle but terrifying, Gu Pan’s face was pale, and he raised his hand to signal his subordinates to prepare for battle. The great **** crossbow hidden in the stone wall of the high platform It has also been pushed out, aiming outside.

　　 The sound of the flute is floating in the morning wind. I don't know where it originated, but it can be heard anywhere, including above the ruins and in Kou Qingtong's ears.

　　 Suddenly, an invisible small sword emerged from the sound of the flute, penetrated into Kou Qingtong's left ear like lightning, and then pierced through his right ear with a whistling sound.

　　 A few drops of extremely viscous blood dripped from Kou Qingtong’s ears, fell on the gravel and burned into fire, and quickly turned into blue smoke until nothingness.

　　 Kou Qingtong's eyes were dim, and the whole person began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into countless dead leaves, rising with the wind, and also turning into nothingness.

　　 This strong man has been cultivating for thousands of years in the mountain behind Yunmeng, and now he came out of the mountain for an immortal, but he died just like that.

　　 He is the last strong man of Blood Demon Cult, and the last strong man of the last era.

　　His death announced the official end of the history of Gorefiend. Does it also mean that the millennium has officially bid farewell to the stage of history?

　　 After the invisible sword killed Kou Qingtong, it quickly disappeared in the wind, and the clear flute sound also disappeared.

　　All the people who saw this scene were shocked and speechless.

　　 Kou Qingtong is one of the strongest in Chaotian Continent. Even if he was severely wounded and killed by a consecutive March crit, how could he be killed so lightly?

　　 And even the three great masters of the Void Refining Realm did not notice the arrival of this small sword!

　　 Who is the owner of that flute and this little sword?

　　 The three Zhongzhou Pai Valley Masters chased in the direction where the flute was going away, but they didn't even glance at the forbidden formation under the city wall.

　　 Gu Pan’s face was still pale, but his heart was relieved, his hands danced in front of him, his breath rushed out, and he used Zhongzhou’s Dao Law to transport the bricks and block the hole in the wall, and then ordered his subordinates to quickly reinforce the formation. .

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　　 The flute sound floats in Chaoge City constantly, sometimes melodious, sometimes playful, sometimes soothing, and sometimes proud. The position of appearance is also constantly changing. The previous moment was in Taichang Temple, the next moment I arrived at Baima Lake. Su Er went to the Plum Garden, and then appeared next to a well more than ten miles away, feeling a little fascinating.

　　 The three Zhongzhou Pai Valley Masters chased after them for a while, but they met Yue Qianmen. Both sides naturally determined that they were looking for the demon, and their eyes became more solemn. Taiping Demon was rebuilt after sufferings, and now his realm is still low. Why can't these four Void Refining Realm elders catch up with him? Not to mention siege.

　　 When Yue Qianmen and other four powerful Zhongzhou factions met, Yin San had already poured a pot of water in that well and came to a restaurant. This restaurant is not too far away from the imperial city, and only a few miles away from Yingtian Gate. It should be a place that dignitaries like to visit on weekdays. The furnishings are extremely exquisite, and the scenery at the leaning fence is just right.

　　 Yin San found the most expensive Runhao Green Tea in the storeroom, put it in the cup, and came to the fence with the kettle and tea cup, and looked out of the restaurant.

　　 The pot of water he had just tapped out of the well, but when he poured it into the teacup, it was extremely hot with white smoke.

　　 only took a moment, and the moist was washed away, emitting a faint fragrance of tea.

　　yin San picked up the teacup and put it to his lips, blowing gently, the hot tea became much colder, which happened to be the most suitable temperature for the mouth.

　　 Xincha entered his throat like a flute, and he let out a sigh of satisfaction. He looked at Yingtianmen a few miles away, but his beautiful eyebrows were raised.

　　 Yingtian Gate has become a ruin, but the cloud of mist is still there, and the figure in the mist is looming, still indistinguishable.

　　 Accompanied by a fluttering sound, the blue bird flew from a distance and landed on the fence. Looking along his line of sight, his pupils moved slightly, making him extremely uneasy.

　　 Blue Bird spit out: "What are you doing?"

　　 She has lived in the Zhongzhou faction for tens of thousands of years, and has been controlled by Zhenren Bai for hundreds of years, which is more terrifying than anyone knows.

　　yinsan held the tea cup, silently watching the cloud of mist, did not speak, and did not mean to withdraw his sight.

　　 Qinger turned back to her human form, looked at him nervously and said, "Are you provoking her?"

　　 Yin San said: "It's a temptation."

　　With the realm of Bai Zhenren's cultivation, she must have felt his sight the first time, but she ignored him.

　　What kind of things can make her ignore the real Taiping for the time being?

　　 That must be something bigger than the sky, or something that surpasses the entire Chaotian Continent.

　　 Qinger asked: "What's the matter?"

　　 Yin San thoughtfully said: "Someone may die today."

　　 Qing'er said in an angry tone: "It won't be you anyway."

　　 This time, Yin San did not take a sentence like usual. Of course, after a long period of silence, he turned his head and looked at the imperial city in the north, with a look of regret in his eyes.

　　 At the time, he felt that Lian San Yue was the person most similar to himself. Although the concept was contrary, the essence was the same, and it could even be said to be the same person.

　　 It's a pity that such an excellent woman was harmed by that wooden junior disciple and became what she later became.

　　He took a sip from his teacup, and said with emotion: "Women..."

　　 Qing'er raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked hostilely: "What about women?"

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　　 The officials in the hall and the practitioners in the sky gradually woke up and accepted the reality.

　　The reality is that Suyue'an suddenly appeared in the world in Lian March, and played on behalf of Qingshan, and successively defeated the two peerless powerhouses of the Zhongzhou faction.

　　 Looking at the young men and women sitting on the stone steps in front of the temple and drinking tea, people feel a little weird. If Jing Jiu were really Jingyang, if they had become a Daoist couple back then...what else is there in Chaotian Continent? Matter?

　　 Two of the five battles between the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect have ended. If the Zhongzhou Sect loses one more game, it must withdraw from Chaoge City~IndoMTL.com~ and no longer interfere with the throne.

　　 It seems that the situation of the Zhongzhou faction is very dangerous, and it has reached the edge of the cliff, but no one thinks that the Zhongzhou faction is really hopeless. No matter how strong she was in March, she would have been very depleted by defeating the two peerless powerhouses in succession, and everyone could tell that she had suffered a lot of injuries. Among those injuries were the brutal injuries left by Kou Qingtong, the internal injuries of her forcibly raising her realm to break the space debris, and the most serious injury came from the Jingyun bell that Tan Zhenren rang.

　　The end of the **** crossbow can't even shoot through the clothes of the female cultivators of Dongyi Road.

　　 Next, Zhongzhou will send out whether it is Real White or Qilin, it is impossible for her to catch it now.

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　　 The cloud of mist left the ruins of Yingtianmen, came to the palace, landed on the square, and then gradually dispersed.

　　 Seeing this scene, people are a little nervous, but they take it for granted.

　　 There is no long chant of unicorns in the distance. The third most important game of the Zhongzhou School, of course, should be Real Bai.

　　The clouds gradually dispersed, revealing a figure.

　　 Her face is still misty and she is tall, like a snowy mountain.

　　 There was an exclamation all around the palace.

　　 Someone walked out behind her.

　　 There are always two people in the clouds!

　　 The woman walked quietly to the square, her white skirt fluttering.

　　 is Bai Zao.