Just closing her eyes, Jiajun's calmness and indifference had quietly entered her heart.
"Ah, be careful." Bi Yao turned around and shouted anxiously.
The king of the South Courtyard moved, and his breath seemed to have never been so strong, and instantly fell on Jiajun.
The breath was like a sea and moved in mid-air, like an angry tiger, showing the most sharp scene to Jiajun.
Jiajun smiled. His thin body looked so gentle, without even a trace of fluctuations.
All the aura condensed at this moment, and the dazzling light made people dare not look directly at it.
Bi Yao's eyes were closed tightly, and a slit appeared at the corners of her eyes, staring at the battle in the sky.
"Boy, you can't have something to do, you know?"
"If you have something to do, I'll feel guilty."
"Is this girl like you?"
"No, how is that possible?" Bi Yao's face couldn't help but flushed: "Anyway, you can't just die like this, remember it for me."
In front of me, the breath was thundering, and everything that had originally covered in my eyes disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.
The picture in front of Bi Yao also became clear as this breath disappeared.
The wind gently blew the open space in front of me, like a pair of hands, gently stroking the thin cheek.
The boy stood in front of him. Although the broken clothes didn't answer with his calm expression, he didn't know how to make him feel so harmonious.
The breath was like the wind and illusion, and it was soon frozen in front of me. The mighty figure of the King of the South Court stood proudly there, staring at Jiajun in front of me, a little unbelievable.
"How is it possible if the Ming Dynasty does not move the seal?" The boss with the pupils of the king of the South Courtyard.
Jiajun walked forward slowly, and there was a faint wind in his palm, which was spinning rapidly there.
From beginning to end, Jiajun did not look at the King of the South Courtyard, but opened his hand and let the faint whirlwind in his hand float into the sky freely.
The king of the South Court in front of him seemed to be blocked by something for a moment and could not speak at all. Suddenly, a smear of blood in his chest spurted out suddenly, dyeing the open space in front of him bright red.
At this moment, Jiajun noticed the existence of the King of the South Court in front of him, turned around and asked in confusion: "Are you not going to beat me? Big man, why are you bullying a weak woman?"
"You..." His eyes opened, and the King of the South Court was so angry that he couldn't speak. He couldn't help but speak more. This man's strength seemed to be a bit furious. For Jiajun, he didn't take this strength seriously at all. Jiajun just pointed at him lightly. The next moment, the King of the South Court quickly twisted, and in an instant, his whole person disappeared in the air, and the figure quickly dissipated.
Behind her, Bi Yao stood there, a little at a loss, and even now, she hadn't figured out what was going on.
It was not until Jiajun stood beside her that she realized that her small face was indescribable, and she was almost bleeding.
"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Jiajun grinned and looked at Bi Yao in front of him playfully.
After a long time, Biyao reacted and said softly: "It's nothing. You, you are so strong. Ah! You are not allowed to call me elder sister! If you want, call me sister Biyao!"
"Hehe, OK." Jiajun couldn't help laughing: "Sister Biyao, let's go!"
"Hey, it's ahead..." Bi Yao stood there, trying to say something. Ke Jiajun had already taken a step forward.
She actually wanted to say that the one you killed just now was the King of the South Court. Not far away there were King of the East Court, King of the West Court, King of the North Court, and even King of the Ming Dynasty. It was too dangerous to go there directly like this.
But thinking that Jiajun was standing there just now and facing the King of the South Court for her alone, a warm current flowed out in her heart.
Although it was only the first time she met, she already had an inexplicable trust in Jiajun. As long as Jiajun was willing, she would be willing no matter what she asked her to do.
Jiajun didn't know this yet. This time he came to find the Ming King! Somehow, although the first lord did not inform him of the mission, he could vaguely feel in his heart that everything that seemed to be inexplicably happened here must be about the purple reward!
"Really, I'm going to have so many upsets to give a reward. I wonder what good thing will be?" Jiajun said in his heart, and inadvertently grabbed Biyao's little hand and subconsciously pulled her forward.
Biyao felt nervous, her little face suddenly turned red, and her body seemed a little stiff, but she did not resist and let Jiajun pull herself. Not long after, an antique town appeared in front of the two of them. From a distance, Ningjing had become its main color.
After letting go of Bi Yao, Jiajun stretched: "The air here is so fresh, hey, why don't you talk?"
Biyao was a little disappointed when she saw her hand let go, but when she heard Jiajun say this, she was still a little happy.
"Boy, why are you doing in a hurry, as if you are rushing to find something? Why don't you ask me about anything? Don't care about me?!" Biyao kept muttering in her heart.
Actually, Jiajun can't be blamed. In his opinion, all this is just a trials of the mission.
However, just as Jiajun was still immersed in his fantasy of the purple reward, three people suddenly appeared not far away.
He is sturdy and very similar to the king of the South Courtyard I saw before. At first glance, he looks like a dragon spirit, tiger and leopard.
The three of them looked fierce and vicious. The man standing in the middle seemed to be the leader, and said to the side: "Where did this third brother go? Why haven't you come back yet?"
"Boss, don't you know the third brother yet? What big things can he do all day long? It's just a place where you are romantic and happy." A strong man with triangular eyes said disdainfully beside him.
On the other side, the man touched his slender beard slightly, and his hands stopped in the air: "Boss, I think something is still wrong."
"Hmm? Who is there?" the man in the middle said, pointing to the distance.
There were two people in the distance, one man and one woman, a girl dressed in red, with fair skin and beautiful appearance, and very pleasing to the eye. As for the boy, although he looked a little immature, his eyes were full of light, and he was not an ordinary person at first glance.
Jiajun and Bi Yao were walking around and stopping in the garden, as if they were playing here, rather than deliberately looking for something.
Of course, Jiajun came here to find the Ming King, and Bi Yao's purpose was never known.
Without closer inspection, when Bi Yao and Jia Jun walked in front of him, the three of them suddenly had a bright light.