The gangster of fast wearing took the scumbag script

Chapter 792 Killing Husband and Proving the Way 7
Flipping his wrist, the long sword pointed directly at the tip of Fan Xiu's nose.

Everyone: ! ! !
Fan Xiu froze in place, staring at her blankly.

Qing Le's brows and eyes are full of indifference, the snow clothes are calm and automatic, and the hand holding the sword has sharp joints, and before everyone reacts, it directly stabs at his chest——

Clang.

The long sword tilted one centimeter.

Qing Le looked at the ground, a stone rolled twice and stopped.

She turned her head, and at this moment, the door suddenly opened, and a woman in Tsing Yi walked in from the door with a cold face, holding a three-headed little doll in her arms.

"Miss!"

Fan Xiu reacted.

Xihe strode over: "Is there anything wrong?"

Fan Xiu shook his head. The chest of the black gown was scratched by the sharp sword point, but there was nothing serious inside. He held the lady's hand tightly and looked at the woman standing beside him: "My lady, she..."

His complexion was slightly pale, and he was still in shock.

Xihe also looked over, the woman stood with her hands folded, her eyes were condescending, with a thick, thousand-year-old ice, and the three-foot green front in her hand was shining brightly, making the cold air more and more pressing.

Slightly parting his lips: "Evil barrier!"

Xihe: "..."

She put the trembling little tree demon into Fan Xiu's arms, took two steps forward, and sneered, "Immortal? Demon."

Qing Le's gaze sank, and her aura instantly became concentrated: "You're courting death!"

With such momentum, everyone instantly turned pale and fell to their knees on the ground, clutching their constricted heart in pain. Xihe's face turned black immediately, and he directly waved his hands to lay down a layer of aura to protect everyone.

Turning around, glaring at her angrily: "You really think I dare not kill you!"

Everyone: "..."

Huddled together in fear, my mind was dizzy, and I felt that my three views were blown up.

But when I went out to drink some wine, I encountered such a thing!Who is Fan Xiu's wife?Who is that woman?What is their relationship?
What kind of skill is this used? It's so scary, so scary!
"Kill me? A lonely ghost, the tone is not small."

Qing Le slowly sacrificed the sword, pointing at her: "I want to see, where do you get the confidence to take it on my head!"

Immortals have realms to suppress them, and they only have a Mahayana stage cultivation base, but compared to Xihe's Jindan cultivation base at this time, it is almost crushed, and the vitality in Qingle's tendons surges, like a huge wave swooping towards the opposite side——

Fan Xiu was like waking up from a dream, and stood in front of Xihe: "Miss, be careful!"

No matter how confused he was, he understood at this moment that the visitor was not good.

The young man closed his eyes and hugged the woman tightly. In the next second, a strong coercion overwhelmingly suppressed the space. Everyone's clothes fluttered and they couldn't help but close their eyes——

The brilliance flashed, and a faint fluorescent aura mask firmly blocked the coercion not far away.

Xihe stood firmly, without wavering in her footsteps.

Qing Le narrowed her eyes slightly.

The two looked at each other, one peaceful and the other cold.

Qing Le: "Something good."

There was no wavering in Xihe's heart, and he waved his hand directly to put everyone to sleep, picked up Fan Xiu and put him on the bed, and then walked directly to the door, Qingle followed behind not to be outdone.

Stopping her attack so easily is beyond the reach of a leapfrog challenge.

It must be... some god came down to earth.

The golden sunset shone on the earth, and the two of them walked directly out of the town, away from the sight of the crowd, and flew towards the mountain forest with dense branches and leaves, birds chirping and animals fleeing in all directions.

The two stood in front of each other, and their momentum gradually increased.

Ping!
The weapons intersected, making a screeching sound.

The mountain wind was howling, and the cliff was towering at the foot. Two women with the same appearance held a sword, one held a branch, and stared at each other coldly.

Qing Le's eyebrows were disgusted: "In exchange for your face!"

Walking around with her face on her face is sick!Responsive!

Xihe raised her eyebrows: "An immortal is innocent, but it's just a mere skin, why should you mind?"

Spiritual power surged, and the long sword in her hand flew away, and the branch rested on her neck, smiling lazily: "Killing husbands and sons, killing fathers and teachers... It seems that the morality of this world has really declined. An existence like you that should go to hell can escape the secrets of heaven and become a fairy!"

"It really makes people want to kill to vent their anger."

He slapped her face insultingly.

Qing Le: "..."

He stared at Xihe coldly, already thinking about how to kill her.

Xihe's lips curled slightly, she looked her up and down, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "I have a very interesting thing, which can make people experience the past repeatedly, and it was used by the ancient monks to hone their minds."

Qing Le's heart skipped a beat, with a bad premonition.

Xihe frowned: "I think it suits you quite well, do you want to try it?"

Qing Le gritted her teeth: "Don't even think about it!"

"If you want to kill, you have to do what you want, so why use such a low-level method."

Struggling vigorously, but the seemingly light branches held her firmly in place, unable to move, unable to extract all the energy in her body, her whole body was like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board, Qing Le finally panicked a little.

Xihe's face sank in an instant: "A lowly job? I'm afraid it's not as good as you."

Probing into the void, she took out a bronze-colored disc, which was simple and magnificent, and there were countless mysteries in the mysterious script on the disc. Qing Le's pupils shrank, and she retreated uncontrollably: "The congenital spiritual treasure, the ancient jade plate!"

Xihe raised her eyebrows: "You know what to do."

I tapped her fingers a few times, then patted her chest, and took two steps back: "This deity wants to stay in this world for a thousand years, and the day this deity leaves is the time when you wake up."

The mysterious runes lingered on Qing Le's body, and pain appeared on her face.

Xihe's expression was indifferent: "Immortals are different, you sneaked into the lower realm, and you have already prepared for it when you come to the upper realm."

"Qinglan Town is a place of outstanding people, and you chose it that day. In the future, you can 'experience' the suffering of others here."

Floating in mid-air, he headed for the Earth Temple not far away.

Qing Le couldn't help following behind, gritting her teeth: "Who are you!"

The ancient jade plate is the weakest treasure among all innate spiritual treasures. It has no attack power and no defensive ability.

Qing Le clenched her palms tightly: "I want to live forever, do you think you can destroy me like this?"

She doesn't care about the orthodoxy, but she knows her own way, which is longevity, eternal enjoyment of immortality, and can get what she wants, so what's the difference between a human and a demon?
Xihe stopped in front of the Earth Temple, turned around and said, "Don't worry, we'll see after a thousand years."

Dig a hole and kick people into it.

Qing Le: "...Bitch!"

Bah, bah, spit out the dirt in his mouth.

Xihe smiled and squatted down: "I will borrow this body first. As a reward, I will definitely be a good wife, a good mother, a good disciple, a good daughter, and a senior sister respected by everyone in Shangyuanzong and even in the world of cultivating immortals." .”

"Let you be famous all over the world, and everyone admires you."

Qing Le's face turned dark, and she gritted her teeth: "Bitch! A lonely ghost who can't see the light!"

(End of this chapter)