In the early morning, Ou Yangming's eyes opened and closed, his qi sank into his body, and he said softly: "Three days have passed, it's time to set off for the barren desert today." Little by little, his eyes sharpened, like a spear that pierced the sky.

Slowly stood up and walked towards the courtyard.

It was also at this time that He Jian carried a sword box on his back, smacked, and stepped forward gently. Every step out of the step, there was a distance of more than ten zhang, as if shrinking the ground into inches, smoothing out the distance between him and Ou Yangming. This footwork alone gives people a sense of extraordinary.

And behind him, Jiang Yingrong changed into a red dress, which was even more gorgeous, and her figure was graceful, as if even every inch of her skin had become more beautiful.

The lotus step moves lightly, and although the footwork is not amazing, the speed is not slow at all, and it is even especially victorious.

Falling directly from the sky, he covered his mouth and smiled: "Brother Yu, I haven't seen you for a few days, and my momentum has become more and more calm." ”

Ouyang Ming waved his hand, his eyebrows moved, and he quipped: "Sister Jiang is getting more and more beautiful!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yingrong's red lips parted, her eyes were full of surprise, as if she had just met Ou Yangming, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect Brother Yu to joke." ”

Ou Yangming touched his nose, didn't know how to answer, and said secretly in his heart, I've always been like this, okay? It's just that you didn't find out.

He Jian also walked over and said with a smile: "There are many beautiful flowers in the world, but there is only one proud son like you." Seeing Brother Yu like this, I realized that I was really old!" After completing the foundation, he was no longer so taciturn, and there was more smile on his face.

The corners of Jiang Yingrong's mouth hooked upward, and the jade hand was gently raised, and said: "When one of the Tianjiao in the clan arrives, let's set off, now let's go and wait for him under the totem first." ”

Ou Yangming and He Jian naturally had no objections, their bodies moved, and they moved away.

Under the black dragon totem, many disciples of the Jiang family sat cross-legged and refined their aura, which was something that the younger generation of the Jiang family was doing every day. After these disciples saw He Jian, they all subconsciously shrunk their necks, and their expressions were extremely respectful.

Jiang Chengcheng and Xiaoman also sat under the statue.

Xiao Man held a wood carving in his left hand and a carving knife in his right hand, with a serious expression, and every time the knife fell, it was as if he was refining his heart and asking, with an indescribable temperament.

Jiang Chengcheng was much more perfunctory, and his big eyes that could speak were full of agility, looking around, as if he was looking for something.

After seeing Jiang Yingrong, her eyes lit up, her body stretched out, fell in front of her, and said softly: "Hehe, mother!"

"Stinky girl. Jiang Yingrong scolded with a smile, and stroked her long hair as she spoke.

She stuck out her tongue, moved her gaze to Ou Yangming, and whispered, "Uncle Yu." ”

Ou Yangming's face turned dark, as if he had been doused with ink, but he was not good at attacking.

But in front of He Jian, Jiang Qingcheng suddenly became the appearance of everyone's ladies, and gave a blessing and shouted: "Grandpa He." This kind of differential treatment made Ou Yangming feel a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Xiaoman put away the wood carving, like a cannonball, and hit it with a bang.

This strength was so strong that it made Ou Yangming's body tremble slightly, Xiao Man looked worried, and said, "Be careful on the road." ”

When these words echoed, it made Ou Yangming feel much better.

In vain, a cold voice came from afar: "You took away my cousin's desolation order?" Hmph, that's it, Spirit Rank Senior." ”

At the same time as the voice spread, a man of about thirty walked out slowly, he was wearing a gray and black robe, and the aura on his body was extremely powerful, sweeping in all directions, especially there was a black pattern on his face, flashing with a ghostly light, looking mysterious, looking at Ou Yangming with a scrutinizing gaze.

Ou Yangming's face was playful, as if he was smiling but not smiling, and did not speak.

Even a high-level spirit with the power of the black dragon's bloodline is still vulnerable in his hands.

On the contrary, Jiang Yingrong's face turned cold, and the cold air was pressing: "Jiang Yunkai, what are you talking about?" As soon as the words spread, the temperature around her suddenly dropped, like falling into a cold winter wax moon.

He Jian was also stunned, and the sword intent surged out.

Jiang Yunkai's throat shook, but he didn't make a sound, his throat seemed to be choked by an invisible big hand, and an incomparably pure sword intent enveloped him, as if as long as he dared to speak, blood would be splattered on the spot, and cold sweat flowed on his body.

This is He Jian, just the momentum he exudes, he can suppress a high-level spirit.

Jiang Yunkai is a descendant of the Jiang family, and among the younger generation, he can be ranked in the top ten, and he is arrogant. This time, Ou Yangming parachuted in from the air again and forced his cousin's desolation order away, and he would inevitably have resentment in his heart.

"Forget it!" Ou Yangming's voice was soft, but when he heard Jiang Yunkai's ears, it was like a heavenly sound, at that moment before, he was like falling into the bottom of the sea ten thousand feet deep, and it was very difficult to even breathe.

Only then did He Jian disperse the sword intent on his body.

Jiang Yunkai's pupils contracted, he took a few breaths of cool air, and quietly glanced at Ou Yangming with his eyes.

There was a trace of hatred spreading in his eyes, but it was hidden deeply, but Ou Yangming's perceptual power was too strong, and it was still in his eyes.

"Let's go, it's getting late. Jiang Yingrong glanced at the distance, and while speaking, she stepped out, before the voice fell, her body was already seven or eight feet away, Ou Yangming and He Jian glanced at each other and followed.

Jiang Yunkai's eyes flashed coldly, and he rushed out.

Jiang Chengcheng looked at the backs of a few people who were gradually moving away, shook his head and said, "Xiaoman, let's go catch fish together!"

Xiao Man ignored it, looked at Jiang Yunkai's back, took out a new piece of wood, and carved his appearance.

It's just that in his eyes, there is an extremely dangerous light.

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Out of the Jiang clan, Ou Yangming's figure paused, his face was mysterious, his right hand slapped the space bag, and when it fell, a silver-white flying carpet was already floating in the air, full of fine fluff, graceful and luxurious.

Jiang Yingrong and He Jian exchanged a look, and they both saw the look of surprise in their eyes.

Jiang Yunkai's face also showed curiosity, they had never heard that a blanket could float in the air.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yingrong exhaled Youlan and said, "Brother Yu, what is this......? Why is it so bizarre?"

"It's a flying carpet that can soar through the world with the power of this thing. Ou Yangming explained.

When this voice echoed in the ears of several people, they all felt that their ears had heard it wrong, flying in the sky, which was the sign of His Holiness.

Could it be that with this thing, can we do this?

Ou Yangming didn't explain much, the golden spiritual power gushed out, and with a slight touch of his toes, he landed on the flying carpet, Jiang Yingrong and He Jian's bodies moved at the same time, sitting cross-legged on top of the flying carpet.

Jiang Yunkai's face was complicated, and his heart felt like he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and the five-flavor was mixed.

glanced at Ou Yangming, snorted coldly, turned into a long rainbow, cut through the sky, and told him to bow to Ou Yangming, but he was always unwilling.

Looking at his distant figure, Ou Yangming didn't have a little wave in his heart.

The strong spiritual power poured into it, and the silver flying carpet suddenly turned into a silver streamer, caught up, and flew slowly above Jiang Yunkai's head, without speaking.

Jiang Yunkai looked at the flying carpet, his heart was extremely irritable, even his eyes were a little red, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and said secretly in his heart, I want to see if you can keep up, but he doesn't know that Ou Yangming didn't take him to heart, and he didn't do it on purpose on top of his head.

As soon as this thought fell, his body swelled up like a leather ball, turning into a rainbow ray, shattering the sky to pieces.

He also glanced at Ou Yangming defiantly, and in an instant, the speed of the spirit master's high-level exploded to the extreme. He believed that he couldn't catch up with himself at the speed of that blanket, and he was very proud.

And from time to time he looked behind him, wanting to see the boy's shocked gaze.

One, two, three......

The flying carpet seemed to have disappeared, without a trace.

The corners of Jiang Yunkai's mouth turned upward, and he laughed softly: "Hmph, flashy." "There was a strong sense of superiority in my heart.

He was stunned, turned around and flew towards the rear, and a quarter of an hour later, he saw that the hateful boy was actually talking and laughing with Jiang Yingrong, and the flying carpet flew at a speed that was not hurried or slow, and it was unusually smooth.

Seeing this scene, an inexplicable anger exploded from his dantian and swept towards all corners of his body.

He never thought that he, Jiang Yunkai, the Jiang family's generation of Tianjiao, would ...... It made him explode instantly, especially when he thought about what he had done before, he felt like a clown, jumping around.

The other party didn't take it to heart at all, this feeling made him a hundred times more uncomfortable than slapping him in the face.

He was a man of great pride, but now he was overwhelmed by his pride.

Jiang Yunkai's eyes were bloodshot, his body trembled, and he couldn't even say a complete word.

The figure flashed, directly in front of the flying carpet, and his fingers trembled and said, "You...... You ......"

Ou Yangming looked puzzled, looked at Jiang Yunkai, and said in a flat voice: "What's wrong?" His eyes didn't change in the slightest.

This scene was engraved in Jiang Yunkai's mind and became the last straw that crushed the camel. He only felt a stream of blood rush to his mind uncontrollably, and he directly spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

He Jian and Ou Yangming stared at each other with wide eyes, their faces full of strange colors.

Only Jiang Yingrong was thoughtful, and after a while, she secretly said in her heart, cocooning herself, but she didn't say anything to enlighten her.

She is also an extremely arrogant person, in addition to being easy to talk in front of Ou Yangming and a few others, in front of others, she is arrogant, she is conceited, and she is also arrogant.

As the group got farther and farther away from the Jiang family, the air became turbid again, and there was fine yellow sand everywhere.

The sky had already darkened, and the afterglow of the morning sun was slowly sinking, and the mountains, yellow sand, and dry trees were all swallowed up by the darkness, and the earth was silent, dark and deep.

Even with the cultivation of these four people, they did not dare to walk wantonly in the dark.

Ou Yangming glanced at the sky and said, "Take a rest, let's hurry tomorrow, the ruins in the dark are even more dangerous." ”