How Sun Changkong appeared, no one present noticed. www.biquge.info They only felt that a flower suddenly appeared in front of them, and his figure had already descended in front of Shen Wanqiu. And in such high-level battles, even the masters of the Wang Daoren, whose cultivation was a little low, could not intervene.

Whoever dares to act rashly will be unlucky.

Suddenly, Shen Wanqiu's heart was still undisturbed, seeing the cold light passing by, he saw his palms suddenly closed, and then the outside of his body was full of qi, and a towering mysterious light and shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

"Haha, I actually forced Wanqiu to use this trick, it seems that this qualifying match can be successfully completed......"

On the stands, Fang Xishi, who had been silent, finally had a look of joy on his face, and then his entire immortal body began to disintegrate rapidly, as fragile as embers in the wind.

Now, all his attention is on the Byi martial arts arena. As Shen Wanqiu's mentor, he knew very well what a terrible move Sun Changkong encountered at this time. Once Shen Wanqiu is allowed to complete the accumulation, let alone him, even if the Great Luo Immortal descends to earth, he will not want to save Sun Changkong's life. What he was using now was an extremely high-realm displacement immortal technique. This technique does not require preparation and can be launched at any time. However, because of the consumption of spiritual power that he feared, ordinary immortal cultivators would not dare to use it even if they learned it, otherwise they would most likely fall into the consequences of running out of oil.

But Fang Xishi is Fang Xishi after all, his cultivation is profound, and his spiritual power is comparable to the endless rivers and seas. Therefore, the immortal art, which is extremely expensive in the eyes of others, has become a simple matter as eating and drinking when it comes to him.

But just as he was about to rush into the battle between the two, Fang Xishi's body suddenly returned to its original state. At this time, his eyes fell on the crowd of spectators around him.

Although he couldn't see it, he clearly sensed a strong aura there. It's like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity, lurking among the crowds, waiting for the prey to show a flaw, and then surprise it with a fatal blow.

Fang Xi admired this person a little, the other party was so forbearant that he almost escaped his own eyes. However, in his opinion, this person's appearance was not to sneak up on someone, but to protect the life of one of them.

"Sun Changkong, suffer death!"

There was wind around Shen Wanqiu for no reason, and his clothes were blown whirring. Look at him again, his brows are tightly locked, his hair is fluttering, although he has not used a single move, but he is already not angry and self-threatening, and he looks fierce. And in his two palms, the golden light flashed, although the scope was small, but it hid the divine majesty.

In the face of such a precarious position, this is due to the fact that Sun Changkong chose to avoid his edge earlier. But now it's different, he is in a state of mutation, and he has long been empty-eyed, not to mention Shen Wanqiu, even if Fang Xishi personally moves the car, he will not show weakness. Knowing that he was the first to make a strong move, Sun Changkong suddenly held the handle of the knife with both hands, wanting to use the strength of his whole body to force the opponent's fatal palm. But who knows, Shen Wanqiu actually smiled.

His smile was cold, as cold as a stream in late autumn, which made people's internal organs freeze. Sun Changkong, who realized that there must be something strange in it, found that his Linlang Treasure Knife was actually caught by Shen Wanqiu with his bare hands. And it only took three fingers -- thumb, index finger, and middle finger.

The seemingly delicate three fingers contain an unpredictable amount of energy. Immediately after, Sun Changkong felt that his body was uncontrollably retreating backwards at great speed. At the same time, he felt every inch of his muscles and muscles, and there was a sharp pain like tears everywhere. What made people unbelievable was that Shen Wanqiu's palm power had not yet had time to really fall on him. What he is suffering now is nothing more than a prelude.

At this moment, this place, this scene, this catastrophe, Sun Changkong realized the horror of death. He had thought countless times that he could face the end of his life in peace, but now he knew what a terrifying nightmare it was. The reason for all this is not because of anything else, but because there is only a thin line between him and death now.

"Get out of the way!"

Just when Shen Wanqiu was determined to succeed and Sun Changkong's thoughts were lost, a clear voice like a string of silver bells suddenly sounded, and then he only felt that his waist was inexplicably supported by someone, and then his whole body stopped obediently in place. And all the discomfort that appeared on the body before has also disappeared because of the person who "stirred up the situation".

"I haven't seen you for so long, you're still so reckless!"

Looking at the voice that was slightly reproachful and actually full of concern, Sun Changkong found that there was a slim girl standing beside him. didn't care about looking at the other party's graceful figure, the chief only glanced at her, and his body trembled violently involuntarily, and his mind was even more blank, as if he had been beaten by someone else. A name that had been stored in his mind but had not been picked up for a long time gradually became clear.

"Fang Rou ......"

After pronouncing the woman's name, Sun Changkong could no longer support it, and the evil qi around his body instantly dissipated, turning into countless smoke miasma, and went away with the wind. And the original appearance of people who are not ghosts and ghosts has also been restored to the appearance at the beginning. With a crisp cracking sound like a silver bell, Sun Changkong fell down violently, and his soft body just fell into the arms of the woman named Fang Rou.

"Purple Dress, is the little devil back?"

Shen Wanqiu stared at the old man in his memory not far ahead, and his original ruthless expression magically disappeared, leaving only the splendor and virginity of his childhood.

"It's been a long time, Fang Rou, you're still so beautiful......"

At this time, Shen Wanqiu's face actually appeared a shyness that was rare in a hundred years, and the warm smile was even warmer than the sunshine of early spring. There was anticipation in his eyes, and he hoped that the other party would notice his presence. In fact, even he didn't know if Fang Rou still had a trace of memory of himself. Therefore, now he is extremely excited, and his rapid heartbeat is even more violent than when he became the chief disciple of the head of the sect.

However, Shen Wanqiu's waiting was fruitless, Fang Rou didn't even notice his existence, at this moment all her attention was on the person in her arms, the young man with a slightly immature face, who was lying peacefully on Fang Rou's body and falling asleep.

The fierce battle came to an end, and the three fats, who had been watching from the audience without moving an inch, turned over and stepped over the wall, and went straight to the edge of the ring, wanting to step forward to find out. Who knows, as soon as his eyes fell on Fang Rou's body, he seemed to be stiff, let alone move, he couldn't even speak.

"You're three fat, right! It's been a long time, it's time for you to lose weight, and then~"

Fang Rou didn't think about it, and directly threw the sleeping Sun Changkong to the other party. Although the three fats are fat, most of them are fat, and the strength that can be used on the body is very limited, in the face of Fang Rou's seemingly inadvertent "blow", there is no room for resistance, and finally caught him who flew towards Sun Changkong, and fell to the ground with a bang, and the two of them rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

"You're still the same way you were! Nervous, sassy style, I've always treated you as a buddy!"

Sanfat pushed away the thigh from Sun Changkong that was pressing on his head, and began to curse loudly when he opened his mouth. But the strange thing is that Fang Rou, who was standing on the stage, didn't produce at all, and her red cheeks showed a trace of shame that was extremely inconsistent with her temperament, and she wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say.

Just when everyone was still surprised by Fang Rou's arrival, a majestic figure suddenly descended on the ring. After Fang Rou saw it, she didn't think about it, she threw herself directly into his arms, and then said in a coquettish voice:

"Dad, do you think of me?"

Hearing his daughter's greetings, Fang Xishi finally put down his previous shelf, and Master Yan's appearance immediately changed into the image of a loving father.

"Rou'er, when did you come back, why didn't you notify me? Come, let me see if you have lost weight. ”

Fang Rou obediently turned around in place several times before stopping. After seeing that his daughter had grown up, Fang Xishi finally showed a relieved expression, and his face was filled with happiness.

The good inner door promotion match finally turned into a family recognition meeting, and such an unexpected ending can probably be recorded in the history of Cangbei Xianyuan!

Just when Fang Xishi's father and daughter were immersed in the joy of reunion, Gao Yanfei, who had fallen in a remote place in the ring, miraculously woke up on his own. According to the rules of qualifying, when one team is unconscious, the other team automatically wins the match. Therefore, Gao Wanfei naturally won the competition, and Sun Changkong had to return with regrets.

But for the result of the game, many people, including Wang Daoren, Fang Rou, and San Fat, expressed strong protests. But helplessly, Sun Changkong made the following mistakes first, although he won the game before, but now he has passed out, so he is still judged to be the winner of Gao Yanfei. And Liu Daoren's protectors are forgivable, and Shen Wanqiu's assistance in maintaining the safety of the elders in the garden is a great achievement. So to put it simply, it's only Sun Changkong himself who is wrong.

Regarding the result of the game, Wang Daoren no longer wants to pursue it. After all, people haven't recovered yet, so what's the point of fighting for those fame and fortune. For him and Sun Changkong, being able to advance to the inner door is already the greatest affirmation of themselves. As long as you work hard with logistics, are you still worried about the time when you won't prove yourself in the future?

In order to sweep away the unhappiness of the day, several disciples who practiced with him under the Wang Dao people summed up with the three fats and decided to hold a small celebration banquet for Sun Changkong to give him a surprise. But who would have thought that on the night of the banquet, Sun Changkong, who had just woken up, disappeared for no reason, which made several senior brothers who had carefully prepared for him really a little frustrated.

"Sun Changkong, I won't clean you up when you come back!"

In the inner gate of the mansion, on a stone bridge, Sun Changkong sat alone on the stone railing, staring at the dark lake with his eyes and not saying a word. And not far from him, a figure in a purple robe walked between light and darkness, appearing and disappearing.

"Is that all you have to say, it's not too early, I should go back......"

After that, Sun Changkong got up and wanted to leave, but he didn't think that a slender but strong palm grabbed his sleeve, and then pulled him into his arms.

"You dare to go!"

The fan-like woman suddenly bowed her head, and put her flaming lips to the side of the other's mouth, and pressed the edge upward. At first, Sun Changkong still had a tendency to resist, but gradually, he felt that his whole person and his whole heart seemed to melt into endless love.

In the gazebo in the distance, a pair of jealous eyes, accompanied by darkness, flashed with penetrating firelight.

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