"I really didn't mean to look for you these two times." The demon girl laughed softly: "I didn't expect to meet it in the end. How do you say one word? Destiny?"

"Don't you practitioners who value chances the most?" The demon cultivator was very unreasonable: "Why don't I come and talk about fate with the immortal?"

"Aren't you?" Yu Chen stared at her, white clothes were lofty and cold, and he read a good question into a declarative sentence, and even the tone was maintained at a level.

It was quiet for a while.

She is not really.

I have to say that this immortal king is really keen and can even capture a random title in his words.

"I didn't say I wasn't."

She looked at the man standing on a high place, white clothes and frosting. She had never seen anyone wearing white clothes like this. She was solemn and almost stereotypical and sharp, as if she was born like this. It only made people feel that he should always be high and in the altar without any blasphemy.

But the coloring white is different.

She prefers to pull people off the altar.

The girl tilted her head, chuckled, and suddenly jumped into the air in the next second, flew towards the direction where Yu Chen was, and easily landed behind the Immortal Lord.

At that moment, the stern storm was rustling, and the silver-white sword sheath directly pressed against her neck, only one inch away.

The cold breath was like frost and snow. Ranbai did not avoid it. Before the sword was sheathed, she saw the fairy-skinned fingers of the immortal king along the scabbard. Then she smiled, reached out and pressed it on the scabbard, pushed it away a little, and slowly said: "The immortal king formation is not very good."

Yu Chen held the sword in one hand, and after stopping for two seconds, he coldly took back Xue Ji. He did not say that she was the only one who broke the formation he set up, but just said coldly: "Leave."

"That's a pity." Ran Bai thought for a moment, and said indecently: "The recent Xuanqing Sect worship ceremony, maybe the Immortal Lord will see me every day in the future."

The immortal king said quietly, saying only one sentence: "You are not suitable."

"How did the Immortal Lord know that I'm not suitable?" The demon cultivator lazily curled his lips, "I might think Duan Yuanfeng lacks someone like me."

Yu Chen never responded. He looked cold and carried his hands with one hand and walked forward.

Ranbai followed the immortal king, a little lazy and obedient. She suddenly stretched out her two fingers and pulled down the sleeve of the immortal king walking in front. The snow-colored cuffs were embroidered with silver-white patterns. "I heard that the immortal king Yu Chen never accepts disciples, so why not consider it?"

Yu Chen paused, and he pulled out his sleeves coldly and only spit out two words: "Don't accept it."

Ranbai said oh, and then said in a shocking voice: "Will you take the master?"

“…”

Yu Chen didn't speak, and Ranbai was not surprised.

She just didn't plan to leave. She finally broke the formation and saw someone, so it would be a big loss if she left.

On Duanyuan Peak, Ranbai had never seen the third living person besides the two of them.

She said lazily: "Immortal Lord alone?"

Yu Chen was silent and ignored it.

He was heading to the opposite side. Ranbai didn't know where Yu Chen was going. He knew that after a quarter of an hour, he saw the quiet bamboo forest in the sky, far away from the jade tower, and a different distant artistic conception.

Ranbai could see that there was a teleportation array hidden in the bamboo forest. She sneered, pulled her lower lip, and the corners of her lips curled up in a spectacular arc: "When I first came, I drove me away?"

"You were trespassing." The white-clothed immortal king was tall and solemn. He held the sword in one hand, just like a lonely and arrogant green pine.

The demon girl stared at him for no reason for two seconds. The immortal king had no expression on his face, and the delicate bones were cold. However, the first thing people noticed was often not his appearance, but his always solemn and solemn aura.

It contains the pressure of the great way.

He didn't care about what happened in the peach forest before, nor did he mention it at all.

"The Immortal Lord is very generous." The girl suddenly said something.

Ranbai didn't know whether Yu Chen understood what she meant, but the immortal king looked calm.

There are several rabbits with spiritual consciousness on the mountain behind Duanyuan Peak, which are as white as a ball, just around the two of them.

One of the rabbits had its rabbit ears tilted, and the red eyes looked at Ranbai with ignorance. It was the one that Ranbai had chased before.

Yu Chen's thoughts moved slightly, and the bamboo forest instantly tore up the space, showing a chaotic color, like a vortex in the depths of the universe, and the stars were unfathomable in the rotation.

He said calmly: "It will teleport you to the position where you break into the Duanyuan Peak."

The space teleportation place was only one step away from Ranbai's position. She let out an unknown sound, and took a rabbit and hugged it directly in her arms. The rabbit had spiritual consciousness. She realized that the person in front of her had no intention of danger and was not afraid of being angry. She lay in the girl's arms in a daze.

"Immortal Lord--" Ranbai shouted, her tone dragging and pulling, her expression always seemed to be a little unconsciously provocative, and she was quite arrogant.

Yu Chen looked at her.

Ranbai bent his eyebrows at the immortal king, and then suddenly threw the rabbit in his arms to Yu Chen!

Unpredictable actions, no intention in advance.

The moment Yu Chen caught the rabbit suddenly, a piece of red silk appeared at some point and directly wrapped around the fairy king's wrist. The blood-red color set off his cold white skin and was ascetic. Ranbai's hand was hooked with the other end of the red silk. She pulled it hard, then quickly took a step back. The other empty finger immediately hooked the fairy king's snow-white waist seal on Yu Chenwei, and fell back with the people!

The torn teleportation hole in space swallowed the figures of the two people, and the starlight gradually faded. The two disappeared in an instant. There was no one in the bamboo forest, only the sound of wind and the sound of fallen leaves. The position they were standing just now was empty, and the teleportation hole with the spinning stars gradually faded, and finally broke into countless flowing sand without leaving any trace.

…

And in the place where the trial image is located,

I don't know how long it took.

"There is another trial record three years ago!" The disciple looked at the mirror excitedly. He got up the next second, "I'll pick up the person."

But he had just stood up, but his slender hands were put on his shoulders and pressed down with both hands.

disciple:???

Just quite confused.

When he turned to the master of the hand, he became even more confused. He didn't know what he had done wrong and shouted: "Senior Brother?"

Mu Ci pressed the boy's shoulder and didn't let him move. He pressed the person on his seat, then picked up the sword beside him and stood up straight. He was tall and tall, giving people a sense of oppression. Although he was smiling, he also felt a little distance.

"Just go, senior brother." He said it lightly, "You don't bother junior brother."

The disciple said, "It's not troublesome..."

Mu Ci was very patient and said slowly: "Please."

disciple:"……"

If Mu Ci hadn't had a high level of cultivation, he might have suspected that today's senior brother might have been possessed by evil spirits. Why is it so inexplicable?

In the end, Mu resigned.
Chapter completed!