Shading the sky: starting from the ruthless emperor

Chapter 10 The Eucharist
Hearing the girl's words, Yang Wuzheng was shocked.

Those words were clearly devoid of any emotion, even somewhat cold and indifferent.

But for some reason, it still made him tremble.

It was as if the heart of the girl in front of her... was dead.

"Girl's condolences!"

Yang Wuzheng sighed softly.

He didn't know how to comfort him. Along the way, playing a piece of Indisputable Song could almost eliminate the sorrow of those mortals.

Get them excited about the future.

This also lost its effect on a young girl for the first time.

It seems that there are countless shocking past events in the girl in front of me, which contains endless sadness, which makes people feel inexplicably distressed.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, a stream of golden light streaked across the void and suddenly landed on the ground.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled slightly.

Then came a golden figure, raised his fist, and slammed Yang Wuzheng fiercely.

Sensing the change, Yang Wuzheng reacted immediately, and when he raised his hand, the whole body of the earth seemed to merge with his figure.

Then the divine light appeared in his hand, like an invisible mountain, and smashed towards the golden figure.

"Rumble..."

The sky-shattering roar suddenly rose.

The place where the two stood was sunken, and cracks were cracked in the ground.

Two figures, one golden and one white, flew backwards in an instant like magnetic balls colliding with each other.

Yang Wuzheng's figure fluttered like a fallen leaf, his whole body seemed to blend into the heaven and earth, and retreated lightly.

But the figure that was full of golden light stepped on the ground with both feet, and swiped across abruptly.

Two deep marks were left on the ground.

"So strong!"

Not far away, Li Qingyue's expression was shocked. The two waved their hands and threw their feet, like giant mountains colliding.

Just the aftermath of the air wave, when it hits the body, there is a feeling of tearing.

Subconsciously, Li Qingyue took out the dagger, held it tightly, and stared at the golden figure.

"Buzz!"

The golden light dissipated, and a tall, slender, handsome boy as strong as a dragon and tiger appeared on the spot.

The boy's heart beat like a drum, and his blood flowed like ocean waves.

It can be heard clearly even tens of meters apart, and the tyranny of blood and blood is comparable to ancient giant beasts.

"It seems that you are not lazy!"

A deep voice sounded, the young man was dressed in a green robe, dancing with the wind, his eyes were bright, and he looked straight at Yang Wuzheng.

"With your holy body, how dare I be lazy?"

"I don't want to be punched by you!"

Yang Wuzheng's tone carried a serene air, like a young man who had nothing to do with the world, tepid.

After saying that, he looked at Li Qingyue and said, "Don't worry, this is Yan Wushuang, my Junior Brother of the Nine Sages."

"We met to practice all the way, and went to the ancient mine in the early days. He didn't have any malicious intentions."

Li Qingyue frowned slightly upon hearing this, and silently put away the dagger in her hand.

She had no idea that Yan Wushuang in front of her was actually a sacrament.

Yang Wuzheng, who can fight against the holy body without losing the wind, is probably not easy.

As for the ancient mine in the early days, she naturally knew that it was located in a forbidden place for life in the northern part of the Eastern Wilderness.

Because of the existence of countless source stones, it is called the ancient mine of Taichu, and it has a very long history.

And this place is the northern region of Zhongzhou, which borders Donghuang and Beiyuan. In terms of location, it is indeed not far from the ancient mine in the early days.

"Go to the ancient mine in the early days?"

"The giant beast that passed by the Hundred Thousand Mountains a year ago seems to be going in this direction. Could it be that it is also going to the ancient mine of Taichu!"

Thinking of the huge sole that almost killed her, Li Qingyue had some guesses in her heart.

But did not ask.

At this time, she only wants to increase her strength quickly, and doesn't care about these.

"Who is this?"

Yan Wushuang's pupils brightened slightly, and she looked at Li Qingyue glisteningly.

Although she was covered in blood, her soft body and beautiful face were more beautiful than those saintesses in the Nine Sacred Gates.

The temperament is cold, like a Guanghan fairy, but with a hint of weakness.

The blood-stained shirt was almost stuck to the girl's chest, making the girl's upturned breasts reveal traces of uprightness.

Unexpectedly eye-catching.

He is different from Yang Wuzheng's quiet and indifferent personality, not contending with the world, and letting nature take its course.

For beautiful things, he naturally wanted to take a second look.

Especially beautiful women.

It's not that she is impatient, but that such a beautiful woman, any man would take a second look.

Feeling the staring eyes, Li Qingyue realized something strange about her body, frowned slightly, and subconsciously turned around.

Seeing Li Qingyue's reaction, Yan Wushuang rubbed his forehead in embarrassment, and looked at Yang Wuzheng.

"I also just met." Yang Wuzheng responded.

Then he took out the moon white clothes again, and said: "Sorry, my junior has a straight temper, so this set of clothes should be used as an apology."

As he spoke, a divine light flashed across his body, and the moon-white clothes fell lightly in front of Li Qingyue.

"Thank you Young Master Yang!"

This time, Li Qingyue did not refuse, took the shirt with both hands, hesitated for a moment and said: "My name is Li Qingyue."

She didn't feel any malice, so she naturally wouldn't refuse the real kindness.

Moreover, the clothes on his body were blood congealed, and it was indeed time to change them.

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the room in the village that was still intact.

"Li Qingyue?"

Yan Wushuang murmured softly, then looked at Yang Wuzheng and said, "You like it?"

Yang Wuzheng shook his head and laughed, but did not respond.

They just met by chance, and they had only known each other for half a day.

"You're always like this!" Yang Wuzheng sighed helplessly, and said, "You and my senior brother, what can't you say directly?"

"Junior Sister Ling Wei has deep affection for you, and you never respond!"

Yang Wuzheng frowned slightly when he heard the words, then relaxed, and said calmly: "It's better to let nature take its course."

"Fine!"

Yan Wushuang nodded slightly, looked to the northeast, and said after a long time: "An ancient tomb from an extremely long time was dug out in the ancient mine in the early days, and many holy places and families rushed there."

"Even the powerhouses from the Yuhua Dynasty went, we..."

As soon as he said this, Yan Wushuang was stunned, even Yang Wuzheng who was beside him was the same.

Both pairs of eyes looked at the village.

A figure stepped out of there.

A moon-white gown with the Bichen Dao pattern on it, shining with a faint fluorescent light.

Although it doesn't fit well, it still makes its temperament super dusty.

There is a kind of coolness like a fairy that is not like the creatures of this world.

Her hair is fluttering, brushing against her face that is as white as jade, like a pitch-black elf, caressing the white jade, lingering on it.

The eyes are clear, as if inlaid with a black jade gem.

Her expression was cold, with a hint of femininity, without much expression, but still full of surprise.

There is a moon-white belt around her waist, just enough to hold.

Make its figure look exquisite and convex.

While walking, the clothes dance lightly, faintly outlines two slender, straight thin legs.

Every move is extremely eye-catching.

It seems that the perfection of the world is gathered in one body.

"What a nice view!"

Yan Wushuang sighed subconsciously. When he first met, he felt that the girl in front of him was different.

Changing clothes now makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Although Yang Wuzheng on the side was speechless, his eyes were fixed on Li Qingyue.

I have to say, put on the white clothes of a practitioner.

The girl in front of her looks even more beautiful than those fairies and beauties of the Holy Land.

There is also a kind of tranquility beyond age, like a green lotus, independent of the world.

Suddenly there was a surge of expectation in the hearts of the two, if the girl in front of them wore the same color of women's clothing.

What kind of scenery will it be like with crisp breasts and hips, fragrant shoulders and jade arms, long legs and jade feet, and Lin belt with light gauze?
It's just that as men, they don't have women's clothes on them at all, so at this moment, they feel a trace of regret for no reason.

Sensing the gaze on her body, Li Qingyue raised her eyes slightly, and subconsciously touched the dagger at her waist with her right hand.

The red lips parted slightly, and a cold voice sounded slowly.

"You... why are you looking at me like that?"

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