Jiajunrong looked at Yisi Miaomiao with a smile on his face, and his whole heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, falling into the hands of the fox spirit woman Ling Ji. He begged for mercy, and maybe he could be saved in the fox spirit illusion.

He died comfortably, but in Yisi Miaomiao's hands, Jiajunrong couldn't even think of a better life.

Sure enough, Yi Si Miao Miao waved and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Nan Ming and Bei Ming, I am afraid of seeing blood. Can you do me a favor and break this guy's two hamstrings first?"

The two brothers, Nan Ming and Bei Ming, were originally sent by the palace master to protect Yi Si Miaomiao. They sneered and walked towards Jiajunrong: "Princess, what's wrong with this?"

Jiajunrong was stripped of all his clothes, trembling all over, huddled up in a ball, his face was bloodless, looking at the brothers from the south and the north who came over, he couldn't help but pee.

Nan Ming and Kita Miao frowned, stood in front of Yi Si Miaomiao, and said with an ugly face: "Princess, this guy was so frightened that he peed and didn't wear any clothes. It's really disgusting. You can see that his hamstrings were shattered."

Tetsuji, just throw it into the water."

Yisi Miaomiao rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Just throw him into the water, it will be easier for him. Senior brother tied him up with the rope left by sister Yufei and brother Chenyi. Just now Mingjie

I haven’t played enough with Mo, I want to play with him.”

Nan Ming and Kita Ming were a little embarrassed. Looking at Jia Junrong who was so frightened that he couldn't say anything, his princess, on the other hand, was a bit more playful and didn't care about her image at all.

After hesitating for a while, Nan Ming said: "Princess, wait a moment, I asked him to wash him in the water first, cover him with a few leaves, and then bring him over to the princess."

Kitana nodded in agreement: "Yes, princess, you are a holy person, you should have dug out his eyes directly, but now with this image, you can't tarnish the princess's eyes anymore."

Yisi Miaomiao rolled her eyes, pointed her fingers with her chin, and said, "Okay, then I'll be here, rest and wait for you."

Yun Lin and Wu Shan were walking on a mountain road overgrown with weeds. Wu Shan was still envious of Yun Lin. Along the way, he was convinced that Yi Si Miaomiao from Tianhun Palace had taken a liking to his young master.

Yun Lin said it several times, but Wu Shan still believed that there was nothing he could do. The more he explained, the more unclear he became.

In the end, Yue Qingyao had to be moved out. Wu Shan took a sip of wine and calmed down a lot. He said that the young master's temperament had changed, which was good, and he could not let Yue Qingyao down. Besides, compared to Yisi Miaomiao, a certain

These places are still much worse than Yue Qingyao.

Yun Lin was very speechless. When he talked about Yue Qingyao, he turned to Yue Qingyao. "Old Wu, you are really good. Where did the good looks that I just talked about Yi Si Miao Miao and so good go."

Yun Lin glanced at the overgrown mountain road and saw an open space in front of him, which was a rocky flat. He turned to Wu Shan and said, "Let's go over there and take a rest!"

Wu Shan took another sip of his drink, glanced at the rocks and flat ground in front of him, nodded, followed the young master and walked over, found a gray stone protruding from the ground, sat down, and exhaled a long breath.

After taking a look at Yun Lin, who was also sitting on the stone next to him, he handed over the wine bottle: "Master, would you like a sip?"

Yun Lin was not polite. He took the wine bottle from Wu Shan and took a big sip. The wine in Fengyang City was quite good. The authentic grain wine was warm and moist in the mouth, but after that, the food tasted sweet and sweet.

Wu Shan smiled and said: "That girl Qingyao, judging from the time, she should have arrived at the Xuanjian Mountain Gate, right? I don't know if she can adapt to it? Have she been bullied?"

Yun Lin looked at the vast sky. In Fengyang Secret Realm, he could not see the existence of sunlight and white clouds, only the light of day. He nodded and said: "According to time, it should be almost there. Don't worry, he can be exceptional.

Elder Mutai of Xuanjian Mountain Sect is directly accepted as a disciple of Xuanjian Mountain Sect. Xuanjian Mountain Sect will definitely take it seriously, it should be Yue Qingyao who bullies them."

Wu Shan smiled brightly and was in a good mood. He said nothing more. Thinking of Yue Qingyao's smiling face, he only felt a sense of intimacy.

The two rested on the gray rocks for a while, and then prepared to leave. However, a coercive aura suddenly appeared and enveloped the two people who had just stood up.

Both Yun Lin and Wu Shan felt that the breath movement in their bodies had become slower. Wu Shan said in a deep voice: "Master, did we enter the formation by mistake and trigger the formation?"

Yun Lin frowned and said, "What? Entering the formation by mistake? Someone arranged it?!"

Wu Shan looked solemn, nodded and said: "Yes, it must be arranged by someone, but I don't know who it is? Is it intentional or unintentional?"

Wu Shan looked at Yun Lin and said: "Young master, try your best to circulate the breath in your body and find opportunities to break the formation. I believe the person who set up the formation has already felt it and will come out soon."

As soon as Wu Shan finished speaking, two figures walked out from the grass nearby.

Both of them are middle-aged, one behind the other, one tall and one short. The short one is a middle-aged swordsman who looks short and lean. On both sides of the waist, there is a short sword of more than a foot, purple red.

The scabbard looks gorgeous.

A tall sword cultivator with a beard on his face, carrying a long sword on his back and a stern face, came to the front of the formation with a short, middle-aged sword cultivator behind him who looked short and lean.

Looking at Yun Lin and Wu Shan, he raised his hand, touched his beard, and said with a smile: "You two, we only want money, not life. What do you want, do you want money or life?"

Yun Lin glanced at the tall swordsman with a beard and smiled: "Are you negotiating with us? What if I say I want both?"

Wu Shan has already seen that the tall, bearded swordsman cultivator is a pure swordsmanship cultivator. As for the short, middle-aged man behind him who looks short and lean, judging from his pace and momentum, he should be a fellow swordsmanship cultivator like the young master.

Number, the specific level of strength cannot be seen.

The tall sword cultivator with a beard on his face and a long sword on his back obviously didn't expect that Yun Lin actually asked himself, a little confused. He and the short sword cultivator who looked short and lean, broke through

After entering the cave, we set up a formation here and waited, waiting for the unlucky guy to enter Fengyang Secret Realm and walk into the formation.

After waiting for most of the day, the formation was quiet and there was no fluctuation at all. Just when the two of them were about to fall asleep in the grass, they finally saw the figures of Wu Shan and Yun Lin.

When Wu Shan walks, his steps are steady, giving people a strong and steady feeling. At first glance, he looks like a warrior on the path of ascetic cultivation.

As for Yun Lin, he couldn't see through it. He walked a little frivolously. He was wearing ordinary clothes, not ordinary spiritual robes. His hands were empty and he didn't carry a sword.

However, since you dare to come to Fengyang Secret Realm, you must not be an ordinary person. This time Fengyang Secret Realm is opened, there are no restrictions. Countless people come to hunt for treasures. If there is nothing, who dares to come in?

Big and small, both sword cultivators came from the Tang family in Cangfeng County. The tall sword cultivator with a beard on his face was named Tang Zihu, and the short sword cultivator with a sword hanging on his waist was named Tang Luo.

Tang Zihu was a little confused by Yun Lin's rhetorical question. After realizing it, he thought this guy was a bit interesting. He shook his head and said, "No, I can only choose one."

Yun Lin raised his hand and touched his chin: "No matter what choice you make, you will have regrets!"

Tang Luo, a short, compact man, was already impatient and said in a cold voice: "Zihu, what are you doing to mother-in-law and mother-in-law? This guy just wants to play with you again at first sight. What nonsense are you talking about? He will beat them until they can't get up."

Do they still need to choose?"

Only then did Tang Zihu understand. He looked at Yun Lin and Wu Shan and sneered: "Okay, you brat, how dare you play tricks on me!"

Yun Lin just looked at the angry Tang Zihu and the scheming Tang Luo like an idiot. He sighed and turned to look at Wu Shan: "Old Wu, how are you?"

Wu Shan said: "It's just a matter of a few punches, it's up to me."

The majestic zhenqi force from Wu Shan's body was released. He retreated with one kick and punched out with a punch. The formation suddenly became violently turbulent.

Tang Zihu and Tang Luo's expressions changed. This Wu Shan was a martial artist, but he still had some sharp eyesight. He punched the foundation of the formation with one punch.

The two of them did not dare to be careless. Those who had the courage to enter Fengyang's secret realm had their wits about them. After looking at each other, they launched attacks at the same time.

Tang Zihu and Tang Luo rushed into the formation together. After they separated, they were on opposite sides of the formation, sandwiching Yun Lin and Wu Shan.

The formation, which had been violently shaken by Wu Shan's punch, stabilized instantly after Tang Zihu and Tang Luo stood on opposite sides, resisting all Wu Shan's infuriating force.

Tang Zihu sneered and pulled out the sword from its sheath with his backhand. The moment the sword was unsheathed, both Yun Lin and Wu Shan felt the cold pressure emanating from the sword.

Tang Luo, who was standing opposite Tang Zihu, stamped his foot on the ground almost at the same time. Without any other unnecessary movements, the cold pressure on Yun Lin and Wu Shan in the formation increased exponentially, making Yun Lin and Wu Shan

Wu Shan felt a little out of breath, as if he was carrying a thousand kilograms of stone and was carrying a heavy load.

Tang Zihu looked at Yun Lin and Wu Shan, who had ugly and solemn expressions, and sneered proudly: "You bastard, this doesn't feel good. We haven't even taken action yet, and you are like this. If we are taking action, wouldn't you?

Are you dead?"

Yun Lin opened his feet to a certain distance and said to Wu Shan behind him: "Old Wu, Tang Luo leaves it to you, is that okay? He should be a fellow Jianwu practitioner like me."

Wu Shan seemed much more relaxed than Yun Lin. He sneered and nodded: "Master, a man can't say no, you have to endure it first, and I will come over to help you after I deal with Tang Luo!"

Tang Luo looked at Wu Shan, who was much more relaxed and calm than Yun Lin, with hot eyes and an excited expression on his face. He stepped on the ground again, which actually made the formations tremble. When the formations calmed down,
Chapter completed!