Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 22 Zhuge Wuwei
Without the slightest hesitation, Yang Jiao continued to charge towards the general, and the general was also not to be outdone.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two of them played what they had learned wantonly, and the surrounding buildings collapsed and smashed one after another, leaving everything in a mess wherever they went.

However, from the fight between the two, it can be seen that the go-getters display their martial arts skills purely by instinct.

But Yang Jiao is constantly polishing and refining his sky-slashing and sword-drawing skills.

In the final analysis, Gan Jiang was only a swordsmith during his lifetime. Although he possessed top-notch martial arts, and with the blessing of becoming a demon after death, his martial strength has reached the peak of this world.

But he, who has no self-awareness, is no match for Yang Jiao, who is already stunningly talented and not afraid of any war of attrition.

To put it bluntly, the reason why Gan Jiang makes people absolutely so troublesome is just his characteristic of immortality.

With the continuous fighting, Yang Jiao couldn't help thinking secretly at this time. It seems that the demonic energy in the body of the go-getter who was drawn out by tears is not unlimited. will disappear.

Wait for someone in the city to shed tears before appearing.

"Integrated with the City of No Tears, will it be immortal? What if the power of sorrow and sorrow in the city disappears!"

Yang Jiao's eyes flashed fiercely.

In this city, he doesn't have to worry about excessive consumption of energy. The steady stream of negative energy not only stimulates the endless magic energy in Yuanshen of Consciousness Sea, but also can continuously replenish the consumption of energy in his body.

At the same time, among the crowd watching.

"Are they still human? They don't feel tired, they don't fear consumption, and their own skills seem to be infinite."

"Forget about the sudden appearance of the monster, why is this Yinyue Demon Lord so frightening."

Yan Chixia couldn't help being amazed, and realized belatedly that she didn't realize Yang Jiao's true strength until today.

"Big Beard, I said you should not provoke Qiye in the future. Didn't you see how lucky it is that you survived under his hands again and again!"

Sima Sanniang couldn't help but said to Yan Chixia.

"I am upright, he is a devil, since ancient times, evil has prevailed over good."

Yan Chixia immediately blew her beard and stared, but before he could finish speaking, she was interrupted directly:

"Yan Chixia, have you forgotten what you said before, and since then you have withdrawn your sword and retired to seclusion, and don't ask the right and wrong of the righteous demon way?"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Ning Caichen suddenly shouted in shock:
"Look."

Instantly attracting their attention, a golden light suddenly appeared in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, with lightning speed, pierced into the back of the general who had no time to be distracted in the life-and-death struggle.

"Why! Why did Mo Xie want to kill the general! Why!"

The general looked up at the sky and roared angrily.

Immediately, the whole person turned into a few wisps of black mist, which was absorbed into the general sword he held in his hand before.

Seeing Gan Jiang's sword shaking again, he broke through the air and went back to the sword furnace in the sword casting room. The moment Gan Jiang's sword returned to its place, the fire in the furnace stopped abruptly.

"General?!"

Except for Yang Jiao, everyone witnessed the scene where Mo Xiejian was caught off guard and stabbed the man in black to death.

Unconsciously muttering the name he revealed.

The love story of Mo Xie, the general, was widely spread along with Mo Xiejian's reputation as the number one divine sword in the righteous way.

At this time, the glaring golden light dimmed slightly, revealing its true face. It turned out to be Mo Xiejian who had disappeared before, and then saw it galloping to Yan Hongye's side, as if wagging its tail to ask for credit.

When Yan Hongye stretched out her hand and spread her palm, the hilt of Mo Xiejian automatically fell into her palm.

Suddenly, a cool and pleasant voice came from a distance:
"That's right, he is the swordsmith Gan Jiang, and this is the hometown of Gan Jiang and Mo Xie."

"It is also the source of the fate of the seven generations of marriage and seven generations of resentful couples."

A beautiful woman with white sand on the back of her head, an obvious hair ornament hanging on her forehead, and a dusty blue dress with sleeves came slowly.

Beside him was a gentle and elegant young man in white clothes.

"Do nothing!"

Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang shouted in surprise.

"Uncle, Aunt Sanniang."

The gentle and refined young man also looked at them in surprise.

"Wuwei, haven't you been in Panlong Valley all the time? How did you come to this ghostly place?"

Yan Chixia asked Zhuge Wuwei in confusion.

"Before, I asked Liu Yun to come to Panlong Valley to find you and help him find out his life experience. How is Liu Yun doing now?"

"Uncle, don't worry, I have only come to the City of No Tears not long ago, and I have already told him about Liu Yun's life experience, and now he is still taking care of Xiaolan in Panlong Valley."

Zhuge Wuwei slowly explained one by one.

"That's good, it seems that the idiot has accepted his background as the son of a demon." Sima Sanniang reassured.

"You are Yan Hongye."

The woman in blue walked up to Yan Hongye.

"How do you know my name?"

"Looking at the awe-inspiring aura in your body, you must have practiced the profound art of the mysterious heart. Who else in the world understands this art, except for Yan Hongye, who is married for the seventh generation?"

The woman in blue asked indifferently.

"Yan Hongye? You are Yan Hongye!"

A very surprised expression appeared on Zhuge Wuwei's face, and a smile that he hadn't noticed appeared on his face.

"Do you know me! We've met before."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but suddenly smiled and said:
"I made a mistake. It should be that we have met each other in the past six lifetimes, but this is the first time in this lifetime."

"Wuwei, I know you."

Yan Hongye stared at Zhuge Wuwei indifferently.

"Yes, I am Wuwei, that man you don't want to see."

"You don't want to see me." Yan Hongye said calmly.

From the dialogue between the two, it can be seen that since they knew their identities in the marriage of the seventh generation, they have been deliberately avoiding each other.

"I'm starting to regret it now." Zhuge Wuwei said with a little emotion:
"Seeing Uncle Yan Chixia's appearance, I didn't expect his daughter to be...unforgettable at first sight."

Seeing Zhuge Wuwei arranging him like this, Yan Chixia next to him was furious, but then she was attracted by what the woman in blue said.

"pity."

Unexpectedly, the woman in blue beside her shook her head and said lightly.

"What a pity." Seeing her shaking her head at herself, Yan Hongye asked coldly.

"It's a pity that although the marriage of the seventh life is destined to meet, it cannot continue the fate of the sixth life."

"why?"

Before Yan Hongye could continue to ask, Zhuge Wuwei spoke first.

"She didn't know how to practice Qigong, so she became obsessed. It seems that her life is not long."

The woman in blue squatted on the ground, picked up the books, pens and ink on the ground, and answered casually.

After Zhuge Wuwei heard this, he lowered his head sadly.

And Yan Hongye still showed no emotion at all, she didn't seem to care about it, then she turned her gaze to Zhuge Wuwei, and said coldly:
"Why, if you die, you don't have to hide from me anymore."

Zhuge Wuwei looked helpless, he thought he was a pure and indifferent person, even when he was seven years old, he watched his parents being forced to death, but he never felt resentful and wanted to take revenge.

In the past 20 years, he has lived peacefully in Panlong Valley with the blue devil who turned into a fire dragon, the second mother that his father found for him.

Similarly, as the karma of the seventh generation, he has never been too obsessed with his own identity.

He only hopes that everyone will be well, so even if the blue devil who turned into a fire dragon is the chief culprit for the destruction of his family, he still treats the blue devil as a relative.

Now, how could he just watch this woman who was destined to be with him for seven generations die in such a miserable life, disappearing in fragrance.

So, I immediately asked:
"Sister Tianxin, can you help Hongye?"

As soon as the words came out, not only Yan Hongye couldn't help seeing the woman in blue, but Yan Chixia and Sima Sanniang also looked over nervously.

(End of this chapter)