Although it will cause more misunderstandings, there is no choice.

The Xia family entrusted Xia Jin to himself, no matter what, he must protect Xia Jin's safety. Even if the matter was caused by Xia Jin, even if Xia Jin was dead.

In fact, if it wasn't for Wen Ping who might use the flying ship to hunt down Xia Jin, he really wanted to see the flying ship.

It is reported that it is faster in the sky than the monsters in the Zhenyue realm.

In addition, when the Immortal Sect had not yet risen, no matter where he went, although the customs would be different, but in order to go to heaven, after all, he needed the Wing Clan monster.

That's why he was so curious about the flying ship.

Even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he was surprised by the literal information given above.

It is not uncommon to follow the steps of the predecessors and become stronger step by step.

It is not uncommon to get ten monsters of the Wing Clan in the Zhen Yue Realm. At best, it has strength.

Creation is the greatest.

This shows that Immortal Sect is indeed a very capable sect.

He felt that if the Immortal Sect was given time and opportunity, Wen Ping could definitely take the Immortal Sect and become the new four-star power in Tiandihu.

It doesn't take long, and without the Hundred Sects Alliance at all, places like Mingjing Lake will be offered by the local forces.

Of course, these are all things to do.

Then, under the rippling of Situ Xiu's perception, the six Pegasus that had been standing quietly in the market suddenly moved. They took off their restrained reins and jumped up, bringing up several white arcs, like Yuehua Generally, it stands on the roof of surrounding houses.

They held their heads up, staring at the sky above Yunlan Mountain with Situ Xiuneng's perception, waiting for the appearance of the flying boat.

However, the flying boat that should have been chasing Xia Jin at once did not show up. Instead, a white light flew back from the horizon.

In the dark night, it struck out a very conspicuous streamer, and returned to Wen Ping's body at a speed not weaker than lightning. Like a guard, it stayed quietly beside Wen Ping's body, releasing it. Sharp, only belongs to the sword intent of Feijian.

Situ Xiu was able to see this. Although he was suspicious, he didn't feel anything. Seeing Feizhou's delay in appearing, he said, "Sect Master Wen, I know you have concerns. The old man is willing to remind one last time about the forces behind Xia Jin. , Longshenmen can't afford to provoke, just expose this matter..."

Situ Xiu could not know what Baimang was, but Long Ke, who saw this scene, knew.

When Feijian came out, Xia Jin should be dead.

Sure enough, when Feijian was taken into the Tibetan Ring, Wen Ping said, "Although I like Bai Jing, I prefer to earn it by myself. I will leave you the guy in the middle of Zhenyue. As for Xia Jin, There is also the black pattern of the monster, which has become the soul under my sword."

The look on Situ Xiuneng's face suddenly solidified, like fish head soup overnight in winter, as if still immersed in the cold current of last night.

After a long time, a smile was squeezed out.

"Sect Master Wen, are you kidding?"

Wen Ping replied seriously: "No."

With these words, Situ Xiu was suddenly fascinated.

In my mind, the picture of flying swords flying around came into my mind unknowingly.

Only then did he understand that the flying sword was Wen Ping's method-and it was released without opening the veins.

Although this swordsmanship sounds incredible.

But he didn't think Wen Ping was joking!

"you"

Situ Xiuneng felt angry and sad again, and was speechless for a while.

Long Ke on the side also suddenly thought of that night.

The night when Wen Ping first cultivated into a flying sword-Jian Fei tens of miles, was shocked as a heavenly man.

The death of Xia Jin, thinking about it now, was really fate.

If Heiwen is rescued, no matter who you encounter, even if it is a half-step unstoppable strong, it is impossible to catch Xia Jin without the help of the Wing Clan monster.

But he met Wen Ping.

I met Wen Ping, who had just practiced out of Feijian.

After that, Long Ke cast his gaze on Situ Xiuneng and said, "Sect Master, he will leave it to me."

Why do you say that?

Because Xia Jin is dead, and Tan He Shiyou will go the road of failure, then Situ Xiuneng will definitely be the enemy.

For the enemy, it is best to strangle him in the cradle and not wait for him to be fully prepared.

Wen Ping knew what Long Ke meant, but shook his head and said, "Elder Zhao, don't worry."

Every plant and tree of the Immortal Sect has been systematically reformed, and the double defenses will not be destroyed by Situ Xiu.

But Cangwu City is different.

Cangwu City is the one who suffers now from the war.

In addition, Wen Ping also wanted to see what attitude Situ Xiuneng would have now.

"This time, I will definitely not lose..." Long Ke saw Wen Ping's firm gaze, and then glanced at Cangwu City behind him, helplessly, he could only slowly retract his veins.

After putting away the veins, Long Ke felt a little lost.

Because of this battle, she didn't seem to prove her usefulness at all.

She messed up the only thing Wen Ping gave to her.

At the same time, the atmosphere among the people suddenly became a little different.

The night wind kept passing over the forest, causing a rustle.

At the edge of the city, the sound of burning torches followed the wind and echoed in everyone's ears.

The people in the Hundred Sects Alliance did not move, but they did not close their veins. Murongqing and the others, standing on the sidelines in the distance, glanced at the people of the Immortal Sect, and then at Situ Xiuneng and the others. They couldn't say a word, but the palms of their hands were unknowingly wet with sweat. ~www.mtlnovel.com~ At this time, a breath came quickly from the forest.

Situ Xiu Neng and others immediately turned their attention to it.

Lu Ming rushed out as expected. At the moment he rushed out of the dense forest, his footsteps gradually slowed down, like a carriage that suddenly lost its horse, moving towards a stop. However, no one went to look at him much, but cast their eyes on Xia Jin who was lying behind him.

Under the dim firelight, Xia Jin had no breath!

Although he had expected Wen Ping not to make a joke, Situ Xiu Neng shook his heart after seeing this scene, and his hands trembled in his sleeves.

I don't know because of anger.

It was because he was controlling the anger.

Lu Ming's sorrowful and low voice followed Situ Xiuneng's ears, "My lord... Lu Ming has lived up to your request."

Situ Xiu Neng did not put Xia Jin down, and under the gaze of everyone, carrying Xia Jin slowly into the bright flames.

Luan Yue, Bai Nianxiang and the others, while looking at Xia Jin idiotically, swallowed their saliva involuntarily.

In the past, even if it was a dream, they could not dream of Xia Jin's death.

Now, Xia Jin died before their eyes.

Following the unannounced retreat, once Xia Jin died, it was very likely that a war would start. With their strength, it was the safest to retreat far.

At this time, although Wen Ping, who was standing not far from Situ Xiu Neng, was calm and invisible like a deep pool of water, his heart was still very anxious.

What will happen to Situ Xiu?

He is very concerned about this answer.

After a while, Situ Xiuneng finally spoke, and said to Lu Ming: "This is not something you can control, don't blame you. Xia Jin's death, I will personally explain to his father... You first take everyone back to the inn, I Will be back later."

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