Jing Zhou raised his hand slightly, and a blue light flew out from his palm. The blue light seemed to be alive, winding and long, and instantly transformed into a small blue dragon.
The dragon's tail flicked, and the little blue dragon floated into the air. It opened its mouth and sucked in, like a whale sucking. The surging dragon's energy turned into streams of light and flew towards its mouth. After a moment, the sky and the earth cleared, and the yellow
The spirit of the wandering dragon has completely disappeared.
The little blue dragon seemed to have had a full meal, burped, and groaned happily, then flew in front of Jing Zhou, circled around him, and then turned into dots of blue light and disappeared into the night.
Concubine Yan stared at Jing Zhou, but made no move.
Although she was angry before, she also tried to test Jing Zhou's thoughts.
With a sudden thought, Yan Fei said: "The purpose of your coming here is just to take me back."
Jingzhou nodded and didn't answer, just looked at Concubine Yan with a smile.
Seeing Jingzhou just standing there, Concubine Yan hesitated for a moment and then said quietly: "It's not impossible for me to surrender if you want me to."
Jingzhou smiled and said, "I'm all ears."
Concubine Yan said: "I only need you to do one thing for me."
Jingzhou asked: "What's the matter?"
Concubine Yan said coldly: "Kill the Six-fingered Black Man for me!"
Speaking of this, Concubine Yan's eyes flashed with a trace of madness, and her tone became a little more ups and downs.
"You are infatuated with Yan Dan."
"The Six-fingered Black Man is not so easy to kill. What if I don't agree?" Since it is a negotiation, there will naturally be advance and retreat. Jingzhou will not accept the matter just based on Concubine Yan's words.
Although he has never fought against the Six-Fingered Black Man, the Six-Fingered Black Man was able to escape from the five elders of the Yin-Yang family and even caused the Yin-Yang family to defeat the previous Shao Siming. This strength is even stronger than the Guigu Erjian at this time.
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One of the main reasons why Wei Zhuang was able to injure the Six-fingered Black Man was that the Six-Fingered Black Man was hit by Yan Fei's Six Souls Fear Curse and was unable to display his full strength.
Yan Dan died temporarily and passed on all his skills to Tianming. Although there were some losses in the process of transferring the skills, I am afraid that Tianming’s qualifications will not be too much. Tianming inherited Yan Dan’s skills and reached the heart of the Mohist school.
The seventh level of the Dharma, it can be inferred from this that with the strength of the leader of Yan Dan, he can only cultivate the Mohist mental method to the eighth level at most.
The six-fingered black man's cultivation of the Mo family's mental skills may have touched the threshold of the ninth level, or he has already reached the ninth level. Therefore, after being injured by Wei Zhuang, he returned to the Mo family's forbidden area in order to attack the tenth level of mental skills.
Get rid of the shackles of the six-soul terror curse.
In a moment, speculation about the Six-Fingered Black Man's strength ran through Jingzhou's mind.
Concubine Yan's voice turned cold and she said: "Then it's a dead end. Although your cultivation is extraordinary, even if you have Da Si Ming, it won't be easy to escort me back to the Yin Yang family."
As if to verify Yan Fei's words, she saw a golden light behind her, dyeing her whole body golden. A pair of dark golden wings appeared behind her, and her originally black eyes had golden light beating as the wings extended.
, like a firework.
Concubine Yan's expression changed, and in an instant she put her hands in front of her body and started to perform the seal.
Da Siming's expression was solemn, and he performed several extremely complicated seals in succession, pushing his skills to the extreme.
The cold wind gradually picked up, and a large dark cloud was swept by the wind, covering up the moonlight.
The night is dark, like ink.
But in this deserted courtyard, gold and red colors complement each other in the south and north, illuminating the lake covered with thick ice in the courtyard brightly.
Jing Zhou nodded and said with a smile: "That's right, in the worst case, the fish will die and the net will break. But the fish is the net, and you have to try it before you know. But whether the fish dies or the net breaks, the little girl in the prince's residence may not be stable in the future.
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The words "little girl" made Yan Fei's heart skip a beat, and for a moment she felt that the blood in her body had stopped.
"Yue'er~"
Concubine Yan muttered something softly, her hand movements stopped, and a trace of tenderness flashed in her eyes.
From the moment Concubine Yan fell in love with Yan Dan, she had expected what would happen today. She was not afraid or regretful, but the only thing she couldn't let go of was Yue'er.
Concubine Yan raised her head, stared at Jingzhou, and said without a trace of emotion: "Even if the Six-fingered Black Man has profound skills, with your cultivation level, even if you are defeated, you may not be defeated."
Jingzhou smiled and said, "This is the first time I heard someone praise me, but these words really make me unhappy."
"Why don't you and I each take a step back and use our combined efforts to wipe this chess piece off the chessboard first?"
Concubine Yan said coldly: "How did you know I would agree to you!"
Jingzhou smiled and said: "Besides this, you seem to have no other choice. In your capacity, you naturally don't want Yan Dan to know about the matter of getting rid of the Six-fingered Black Man. And the Six-Soul Terror Curse you practice happens to be
The nemesis of the Mohist mentality. You only need to cast the Six-Soul Fear Curse onto the Six-Fingered Black Man, and I will handle the finishing touches, how about that?"
"As for that little girl, as long as His Excellency Donghuang doesn't take action, no one can hurt her."
Ignoring the change in the expression on Concubine Yan's face, Jing Zhou turned around and walked back, thinking to himself: "The Six-fingered Black Man made an elder of the Yin Yang family lose an elder. If you can help to get rid of him, if His Excellency Dong Huang finds out,
Maybe the punishment for you will be three points more lenient. You don't need to rush to agree, just give me a reply within three days."
"My subordinates resign!"
Da Siming bowed to Concubine Yan and followed Jingzhou out step by step.
"Three days, are there still three days?" When Jing Zhou and Da Siming disappeared, Yan Fei just looked at the dark clouds in confusion.
"How can three days be enough? Even if it is three lives and three lives, how can it make people feel that it is long?"
Concubine Yan had never felt that a winter was so cold and a night was so dark. The gradually rising cold wind seemed to freeze her heart and make the sky collapse.
She stood here blankly for a long time, and finally sighed, knowing that what Jing Zhou said was the best choice for her.
Ten miles south of Jicheng
The cold wind is as biting as a sword.
The wind was blowing, the snow was swaying, and a horse galloped across the snow, crushing the silence all around.
The horse was not very tall, but its hoofs were very powerful, and it threw up clumps of snow for several feet with one step, leaving hoof prints as big as bowls on the snow.
In this kind of weather, I never imagined that there would be people running around in the ice and snow.
I saw a man on the horse wearing a bamboo hat, holding a long black sword, and a dark robe tightly wrapping his body.
Strictly speaking, the sword in his hand is not a sword. It has no blade and no sword. It is more like a fire stick used by children to play around.
Except for the color of the robe, which is a bit too dark, there is nothing out of the ordinary. It is even a bit shabby. At first glance, it looks like something that has been worn for a long time.
No one would have imagined that the famous six-fingered black man in the world would be so poorly dressed unless he saw it with his own eyes.
But at this moment, under the bamboo hat, the six-fingered black man had a solemn expression on his face, and his eyebrows seemed to be close together.
"Xu~"
The six-fingered black man tightened the reins of the horse, and the horse snorted a few times, sprayed out wisps of white air from its mouth, and then stopped.
The six-fingered black man shot a ray of light in his eyes, stared at the forest on the roadside and said, "I wonder which friend is here?"
It was quiet and there was no sound.
The six-fingered black man stared forward and handed his black eyebrows from his left hand to his right hand. He only heard a warm voice coming from his ears: "As expected of a giant of the Mohist family, even though he is so far away, he is still discovered by you."
As these words fell, two figures walked slowly from the distance. The two figures walked extremely slowly, but their speed was extremely fast. Even the sound of the last word "discovery" still did not dissipate between heaven and earth.
Two figures have already arrived in front of the Six-Fingered Black Man.
"People from the Yin Yang family!"
The six-fingered black man slowly spit out these five words, his right hand has already been placed on the hilt of the sword, and the true energy in his palm is hidden.
The woman in red was very familiar to him. She was the elder of the Yin Yang Family's Fire Department, Da Siming.
Last time he was surrounded by the five elders of the Yin Yang family, and the one he feared the most was Da Siming.
As for the man in purple, there is only one explanation for being able to walk in front of Da Siming. That man's identity is higher than Da Siming. It seems to be to fulfill the Six Finger Black Man's guess. Da Siming bowed his head from behind and said: "
The subordinate was incompetent and leaked his aura for the Six Fingered Black Man to notice."
Jing Zhou waved his hand and said: "It has nothing to do with you. Besides, we have to meet with Mr. Ju sooner or later. It doesn't matter if it's a moment earlier or a moment later."
"The people of the Yin Yang family are really haunted!" The six-fingered black man inspected the purple-clothed boy at his head twice in a moment, and said coldly: "Are you a mountain ghost?"
Although the Six-fingered Black Man was asking, his tone was extremely determined.
Jing Zhou said: "The Mo family's intelligence is extremely accurate, but compared to this name, I prefer others to call me Ao Qing. In this world of ice and snow, where are you rushing to go, Master Juzi?"
The six-fingered black man's heart sank. The purple-clothed young man in front of him spoke with an extremely calm tone, like a pool of dry water, without the slightest emotion in it. It was completely opposite to the people from the Yin Yang family he had met in the past, which made him feel sad.
It gave rise to an extremely ominous feeling.
The six-fingered black man thought: "I'm afraid it will be difficult today!"
Since people from the Yin Yang family dare to intercept him, it means that they have the strength to intercept him.
The bloodshed in the rivers and lakes is all caused by the fighting between sects. The battles between the various schools are just like the grievances and resentments of the sects in the rivers and lakes. There are endless divisions. In addition to the Mohist family having a feud with the public loser, they also have deep grievances with the Yin and Yang family.
, the momentum is like fire and water. It is not just that the two sides have different positions, the reasons for this have been involved for a long time. If we have to pursue the discussion, we have to trace it back to the Mohist giants of the previous generation.
Some time ago, Six-fingered Black Man received a distress signal from a disciple of the Mo family and knew that the matter was urgent.
It was related to Qinglong's plan, how could anything go wrong? That's why he galloped out of Jicheng on horseback.
"Humph, in that case, we have nothing to talk about!" Time was running out, and the Six-fingered Black Man did not dare to hesitate, and suddenly flew out from his horse, slashing at Jing Zhou with his sword.
The sword does not seem to be attacking, and the black brow has no edge. The long sword in the six-fingered black man's hand seems to be as ordinary as a ruler, but it is covered with black sword energy, which is so cold that people dare not look directly at it.
Even the white sky and earth were dyed into night by this ink-colored sword energy.
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