Offering Salted Fish To Master

Liao Tingyan looked at the blood that slowly shed from his ancestor's mouth with an inexhaustible expression. Is he injured?

Sima Jiao raised his hand, wiped the blood on his mouth with his thumb, and looked at the white-clothed woman with a careless smile: "Back then, I almost killed the elders and palace owners of Gengchen Immortal Palace. Now you It's too overwhelming to want to kill me alone." In his words, he obviously didn't count the first few vulnerable girls.

It seems that these are two groups of girls from different backgrounds.

The white-clothed woman reluctantly sat up. She took out a jade bottle from her sleeve, poured out a pill inside and swallowed it. The whole person recovered visually, even more dangerous than before. She took out another one. A long sword full of whiteness.

"This is my master's sword, the Moon Flower inherited from our Moon Palace, today I am immortal with you." The woman in white has a word for word, her hatred and perseverance in her eyes are moving, and she looks like she is about to fight back and sling. The heroine of BOSS, she said deeply: "Sima family, this decadent Fengshan clan, should have been cut off long ago."

Liao Tingyan heard the swish of the huge chains outside, and the jade plaques with the words also buzzed lightly, and the entire central tower oscillated slightly. The woman's offensive was a bit sharper than before, and it was a totally desperate style of play. The crazy posture could only make people think of the same.

Sima Jiao seemed to be finally unable to withstand it. Under such an offensive, he spouted another mouthful of blood. He even stood up, his expression finally becoming more solemn.

The entire center tower is full of their explosive spiritual power. Liao Tingyan's cultivation base is dead if there is any change. Fortunately, Sima Jiao is safer behind her. She can only wait in the safe area to wait for the battle to end.

They fought not long after, and soon after a loud bang, the white-clothed woman was bloodied all over her body and fell into the distance, leaving her whole body breathless. And Sima Jiao didn’t get any better. He stepped back two steps and fell on Liao Tingyan’s couch with his eyelashes slightly lowered. The same look as if he had more air and less air, and the blood flow in his mouth became even greater. Turbulent.

Liao Tingyan grabbed a handful of hair, and found that he seemed to be able to move on the battlefield. She stood up from the gap on the other side of the couch and tried to ask the boss: "Master? Are you okay?"

"Liao Tingyan."

The one who called her was not the master, but the woman in white clothes who was left over there. She said: "I know you are Qinggutian's disciple. Your master wants to call me Uncle Master."

Liao Tingyan: "..." What, sister, is your seniority so high? Cultivators live for a long time, and they don't know how many generations are in the same family. It's really hard to figure out the generation.

The woman's scorching eyes carried a deadly madness: "Sima Jiao has no power to resist, you should kill him quickly!"

Liao Tingyan: Huh?

"As long as you kill him, our Moon Palace will be your backer in the future, regardless of resources and status, you can easily obtain it." The woman struggled and said, "Don't be afraid, now you use Fengshan blood clotting flower to dip Sima Under Jiao's blood suit, he can immediately have a deep cultivation base. With my Yuehua sword, he can cut open his chest, take out his heart, and put it in the Bitan over there, and he can completely die."

The steps are explained in detail, and the operation is very feasible. Anyone who is ambitious, I'm afraid they can't help but do what she says.

Liao Tingyan glanced at Sima Jiao who didn't respond. In fact, she was ashamed. She just watched him bleed, and for a moment she wanted to try the red lotus petals with blood to see if the experience would increase.

Sima Jiao opened his eyes with a smile on his face, staring at her, and silently said a few words-"Come and kill me"

Liao Tingyan: "...?" What did this ancestor say? Are you uncomfortable? He was lying there with his waist down, looking really uncomfortable.

She hesitated to stretch out her hand to him, hugged him up, put him on the couch, and covered him with a blanket.

Liao Tingyan: "So?"

Sima Jiao: "..."

Woman in white: "..."

The white-clothed woman was about to die from coughing and shouted hoarsely: "What are you doing, hurry! Kill him! He is a demon. If he doesn't die today, one day more people will die!"

Liao Tingyan put on earplugs. She would not do what the girl said, because she was just an innocent bystander and didn't want to participate in the struggle of this world. In addition, in her life for more than 20 years, let alone murder, chickens have never killed them, just a few words want her to kill, it is impossible, so many years of law-abiding citizens for nothing.

Even if she puts on her earplugs, she can still hear the girl in white over there yelling before her death: "You are helping the gang to abuse her, and sooner or later she will regret it--"

Liao Tingyan did not agree. This world has nothing to do with her, these people have nothing to do with her, the girl over there has no relatives with her, she will not listen to her, Sima Jiao has no grievances with her, and she will not kill him. This is simple.

The girl seemed to have died, and the whole layer was quiet. Sitting on the edge of the couch, Liao Tingyan glanced at the boss who was placed on the couch by himself. He was looking at her with a strange, non-smiling expression.

Liao Tingyan: "Is your old man okay?" If the boss has something to do, she still has to consider her future way out.

Sima Jiao vomited a mouthful of blood to show her, with a weak voice: "What do you think?"

That seemed to be really bad. He seemed to be unable to even move, so he could only lie there motionless, even speaking hard.

"I think there should be some healing medicine at this time." Liao Tingyan said.

At this moment, she saw a little light suddenly appeared in Sima Jiao's eyes. Suddenly, she felt that she was dragged down by one hand, and the whole person crashed into Sima Jiao's arms. Then, there was a flower in front of her, and she opened her eyes again. She had been hugged by Sima Jiao and floated out of the window, and the place where they had just stayed, including the wall and couch, was all shattered by the explosion.

Liao Tingyan: "Fuck?!"

Sima Jiao, who was still dying just now, had changed his weakness and floated steadily in the air outside the center tower. Judging from the strength of his arms holding him, the weakness just now was absolutely pretentious. Liao Tingyan hugged Sima Jiao's waist with a stiff face, just begging not to fall, her feet are empty now.

A group of flames appeared in Sima Jiao's hands, and that flame suddenly turned into a sea of ​​flames, instantly covering the entire central tower and the surrounding sky of 100 meters.

Liao Tingyan saw dozens of figures appearing in the sky. These figures were male and female, old and young, all with a dangerous aura, surrounding Sima Jiao. Although they had many people and there was only one person in Sima Jiao, Liao Tingyan found that their expressions were very solemn and ugly.

Compared with their rivals, Sima Jiao, who was alone, looked arrogant and calm. Liao Tingyan consciously regarded herself as a pendant and hung it quietly. On this occasion, even mentally retarded, she should know that this place is a dangerous battlefield tonight. If the ancestor did not protect her just now, she would be dead now.

There were more than a dozen people present with ugly faces and straight hair in their hearts. To be honest, these people are not monolithic, but they have their own minds. Gengchen Immortal Palace has lasted for so many years, and it is such a big power, even if a small branch has different voices, let alone the entire Gengchen Immortal Palace. For Sima Jiao, they all have different ideas.

Some people advocate killing Sima Jiao because of the hatred five hundred years ago; some people covet the flesh and blood of the Shan people and want to share a piece of the pie; others want Gengchen Immortal Palace to continue as before, but they are afraid of Sima Jiao Because of his restlessness and cultivation, he hopes to control Sima Jiao.

Tonight is the new moon. Those of them who know the secrets of the Sima family have sneaked in here and have watched it for a long time. The woman in white just now is indeed just a pawn. Until just now, there were still many people hesitating, but one of them had homicide with Sima Jiao, so he couldn’t wait to take action. Who knew that Sima Jiao’s weak posture was disguised, but they were countered by him. The first army is now in flames. Others couldn't help cursing the old man who couldn't hold his pneumatic hand.

This flame is different from other flames, even the highest cultivation base dare not act rashly. So now it seems that they have surrounded Sima Jiao, but they are actually blocked by Sima Jiao's fire.

"Tao-jang, I am afraid this is a misunderstanding. We have no malice." A tall and thin man said first: "At least our Palace of Heaven does not mean to disrespect you."

Sima Jiao's gaze was placed on an old man with a gloomy temperament, "Which palace's trash you are, I don't remember what you have been imprisoned for five hundred years."

Liao Tingyan: "..." I really admire the ancestors who want to pull hatred at this time.

The old man's nose was crooked. Obviously it was his hand that happened just now. Now he is still staring at Sima Jiao in hatred, but he didn't mean to talk to him. Instead, he looked at other people and incited him: He was deceived by him. He is clearly at the end of the battle. Tonight, we can work together to solve him! If we don't kill him tonight, who can escape in the future!"

Some people moved and their eyes flickered, while others stepped back and lowered their heads, expressing their reluctance to participate. Half of the people who finally retreated, they had all seen Sima Jiao go crazy about five hundred years ago. They had lingering fears and did not dare to act rashly. The rest were due to greed and hatred, or simply because of their simple standpoints, and finally chose to act on Sima Jiao.

Liao Tingyan couldn't help but hugged Sima Jiao's waist tighter, and she was in the center of the battle. She was really panicked. This doesn't seem to be her role, the ancestors insisted on cue her, it was really stressful.

"What are you afraid of."

Liao Tingyan looked up after realizing it, and found that the master said this sentence to her. The man looked down at her and said, "I don't want you to die, you can't die. I didn't say that, even if I am so weak, they are still too weak for me."

Dang.

In the following scenes, Liao Tingyan understood what really meant. Sima Jiao, with a single person, killed seven elders who were numbered in Gengchen Immortal Mansion. This made Liao Tingyan realize that he might be acting before facing the woman in white in the tower. What a great dramatist, is he okay? She also vomited blood, making it like a real thing. If she had really listened to the girl at that time, she would have become a handful of ashes now.

When the seven people were burned into human-shaped corpses, the other seven onlookers couldn't help looking at Sima Jiao with horrified eyes. They thought that after being suppressed here for so many years, Sima Jiao would only be weaker, but he didn't expect that he was still so terrible. Could it be that Fengshan clan is really so powerful, and even such a heavy array of formations and layers of restraints can do nothing. Can't help him?

"Tao-jang, these people are disrespectful to the Dao-jun, and deserve to be punished a second time. After I go back, I will take care of the branches of these people." The speaker was obviously more cautious.

But Sima Jiao didn't mean to let them leave. He glanced over the nine people still alive on the court, and suddenly smiled: "I still need someone to stay."

Everyone was taken aback.

The person who spoke at the beginning suddenly screamed, and the whole person instantly turned into a burning man, and he was unable to resist. The rest of the people looked ugly, and the honest-looking old man suddenly widened his eyes and whispered, "No! Is it..."

Before I finished speaking, I saw the body of the woman in white in the tower flying out. A total of nine bodies were scattered around the central tower. These nine people happened to have the blood of the eight palaces and heads of the Gengchen Immortal Mansion five hundred years ago. Back then, the ancestors of these nine bloodlines set up a large array of prisoners here.

"I have endured these eye-catching seals for a long time." Sima Jiao said, nine corpses fell quickly, falling into a certain position, shaking the mountain in an instant, the huge chains in the center tower banged against each other, constantly making loud noises , And then all of them broke apart and crashed into the palace below, turning this palace into ruins in an instant.

Amidst the exclamation and loud noise, Liao Tingyan heard Sima Jiao let out a chuckle, a very happy smile.

After going through this series of things, Liao Tingyan's face was dumbfounded, and his mind was empty. He only felt that - this ancestor's waist was really thin.

Sima Jiao looked at everything in front of him freely, and found that the strange demon spy he was holding in one hand was frightened. He lifted her chin in a very good mood and asked: "Look at these people, each of them stands Going out is a terrifying power, but how ridiculous they look now, how do you feel now?"

Liao Tingyan: "Your waist is so thin." Truth BUFF wants to kill me again, what is this guy doing with truth BUFF all the time!

Sima Jiao's six relatives smiled disapprovingly, wondering if he had heard him wrong.