Chapter 290

In the foggy night of the Grand Canyon, you can't see through the cliff above you, and you don't know whether yuan Chunyang's apprentice has gone or not. After a long walk, there was a pool. Without saying a word, he jumped into the pool and took a bath. He stayed in the snake's stomach for nearly two hours, and now he is still nauseous.

After taking a bath, Northern Jiangsu has no plan to hunt down Yuan Chunyang for the time being. The most important thing is to recover Zhenyuan and recuperate his body first, and then find a white painting fan. After two weeks of qi movement, she had already committed suicide. She had been waiting for 15 years, and finally knew what had happened to her after she separated from northern Jiangsu. She also found a way to restore her childhood memory. However, it never occurred to her that this was the result when she came to this step.

Looking at a person who was even more desperate than himself, Yuan Chunyang had a kind of abnormal happiness. He laughed wantonly and said, "do you see the cliff behind you? That's where Subei was kicked down by me. Ha ha."

The white painting fan was unmoved and walked calmly towards yuan Chunyang. Anyone who knows what anger is will understand that when a person is already angry and can't see anger, she has gone crazy.

The exquisite dagger crossed yuan Chunyang's beard. Yuan Chunyang, with his negative hand and slightly sideways, escaped the blow of the white painting fan. He gave a cold smile. Not to mention her disordered mind, even if she was ten normal white painting fans, he would not pay attention to them.

Brush! After a few knives, Yuan Chunyang looked at her like an old cat playing with a mouse.

Finally, Yuan Chunyang didn't want to play any more. He still didn't give up looking for Xueer Ganoderma lucidum, which was the only way for him to be promoted to Tianjie in his lifetime. He took a sword flower with his long sword and rushed to the white painting fan.

Between the light and flint, the white painting fan has no strength to evade, and the people whose souls have been evacuated have no ability to fight at all.

Exhort!

Yuan Chunyang's sword was caught, he frowned, "Maple?"

"Master, why bother to offend people again?"

"Hum, for a woman, do you want to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?"

Lin Yi said: "master, I think about the overall situation. Don't you see the source of her sword move just now?"

"Hum, you don't need to remind me. If it's good, she should be the girl of the white family's rosefinch sect. Hehe, the five sects didn't have a good relationship with me, and I'm afraid I won't offend a few more people." Yuan Chunyang sneered that as long as he could find Xueer Ganoderma lucidum, the five ancient martial arts sects were nothing. The Subei he killed claimed to be Li's Zhonglu sect, and Zhao Di was Zhao's Lingwu sect. Now a little girl from Bai's Zhuque sect has come to die. It seems that this year is still very busy.

"Master, you see, I have been following you for so many years..."

Bang! Yuan Chunyang burst into a rage and kicked Lin Yi under his feet

Yuan Chunyang was very angry. He didn't find Xueer Lingzhi. One of his apprentices died, and another proud disciple was against himself because of a strange woman.

Lin Yi didn't know his master well enough, or he didn't know enough about the world. If he didn't plead for the white painted fan, Yuan Chunyang might let it go. This pleading is equivalent to Yuan Chunyang putting the white painted fan at this time, and there is no place to put his face as a teacher.

After stung his apprentice, Yuan Chunyang looked at the white painting fan coldly, "it's the first time I've seen such a beautiful woman. I didn't kill you because you knew Subei, or because you were the daughter of Bai family, which made my apprentice move his mind and affected his mind. Can I disturb you? "

With these words, Yuan Chunyang jumped on the white painting fan like lightning and kicked her on the shoulder. His sword rolled up and stabbed at the white painting fan's face. "Destroy your confusing face first!"

Syncope but unable to move in the heart of Lin Yi can not help but some sad, if because others look beautiful to kill each other, this is what kind of truth.

Pure as snow, the white painting fan had no strength to resist for a long time, but they didn't want to be killed by the old man. After glancing at his back, they said that Subei jumped down from here, right? They couldn't live together. If they died, they would at least die together.

See, white painting fan jump, light floating out of the cliff.

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