Biography of Wei Zixiu Xian

Chapter 445 Master
Chu Xingyun tried his best to open his eyes, trying to see the owner of the giant sword, but he couldn't seem to see clearly.

It seems that this person is a fairy god shrouded in a halo, not a mortal like him who can peep.

And this sudden sword directly split the giant tower that trapped Wei Zi and the two, and the two imposing flying swords were directly split in half and shattered in front of Wei Zi.

Chu Xingyun wanted to tell Wei Zi that we were saved, but he saw that Wei Zi was already in tears, and the two Golden Core cultivators had their eyes cracked, and said in shock: "True Monarch Yuanying!"

Then he turned and ran without hesitation.

I saw that the person who came came cut him horizontally with another sword.

The figures of those two people suddenly stopped, and they stood upright in the mid-air, and their bodies were cut into two halves by the sword.

Blood spurted out.

This time Chu Xingyun finally saw the man's face clearly.

The clear and handsome face, which is younger than him, is different from the fairy-like white cassock worn by the monks. He is dressed in a black brocade robe. His eyes are long and narrow, and there is a vertical sword mark between his eyebrows, like a third sword. The eyes and the long silver hair seem to illuminate the night, and there is a smile on the corner of the mouth at this moment, looking at them very gently.

He could tell that this person certainly didn't often show such an expression, so even if he deliberately softened his expression, it was still a little stiff.

He seemed to have guessed who this person was.

According to Wei Zi, the Guangling Zhenjun, who was famous and famous, turned out to be such a demeanor.

"Master!"

Wei Zi let go of his hand violently, and rushed towards the person who came, only to see the legendary genius who had just beheaded the two Golden Core cultivators, the long sword in his hand disappeared, opened his arms, and gently The person hugged her and comforted him softly, "Okay, okay, master is here, master is here to take you home."

Wei Zi was crying in Zhenjun Guangling's arms with snot and tears. Zhenjun Guangling looked at Wei Zi who had just faced life and death and was extremely calm, but because he was so wronged by seeing him crying, he could only take it. He took out a handkerchief and wiped it gently for her.

"It's a big girl, why do you still cry so much, let your senior sisters know, they will definitely laugh at you."

"If they found out, it must have been passed on by Master, and Master will compensate me for the loss of my reputation."

"It's just that you are so unreasonable. You are not afraid that your senior sisters will find out, but you still have your friends here, so you don't care anymore."

Wei Zi suddenly stopped, she had been wandering alone in the sea of ​​mist for so long, and she encountered troubles one after another. Although she was firm in her mind, she didn't think much of it, but the moment she saw Master, there was something in her heart. Sour and wronged, and so long in fear, but I couldn't help it.

This caused a fall with the children. If the parents were not around, Paipai would stand up by himself, but once he saw his parents, he would redouble his desire to confide in the pain of the fall.

However, it is a bit unacceptable for someone to watch me cry.

No matter how thick-skinned Wei Zi was, he was a little embarrassed.

I buried my head in Master's arms and refused to come out again.

It is rare for Chu Xingyun to see Wei Zi feel embarrassed. In his heart, Wei Zi's face has always been thicker than the city wall.

"Boy Chu Xingyun, I have seen Guangling Zhenjun."

Being called a name-breaking name, Zhenjun Guangling would not think that his name had already spread to the other side of the Jiushahai.

"Did this girl speak ill of me?"

Guangling Zhenjun was a little curious for a while, how did Wei Zi, a naughty girl, complain about herself to her children.

Chu Xingyun was stunned, what kind of image is this Wei Zi in his master's heart.

Chu Xingyun wiped his sweat, "Ah Zi never said anything bad about her senior, but just mentioned some of your deeds to me, she admires you very much."

Chu Xingyun quickly explained.

Wei Zi also forgot the embarrassment just now, and argued: "Master, if I want to say bad things, I can only say bad things about my master, how can I say bad things about you, you are the best for me."

Chu Xingyun sweats profusely, if you tell your master so clearly that you want to speak ill of your master, you are not afraid that your master will think you are deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors.

Unexpectedly, Zhenjun Guangling patted Wei Zi on the head and praised, "You are so good."

Chu Xingyun: ...

For the old and dishonest Zhenjun Xiyi who has been cheating his disciples and grandchildren for nothing, even Zhenjun Guangling himself can't respect him, so how could he scold Wei Zi.

"True Monarch, I still have one thing to ask."

"By the way, Master, there are quite a few people with us. We ran separately, and we don't know what happened to them. You save people to the end, and let me go and have a look."

Naturally, Master Guangling would not refuse such a small request from his little apprentice.

Just when the three were about to leave, Miss Wei Zi rolled up the storage bags of the three that fell on the sea into her arms, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, Master, let's go."

Facing Wei Zi who is so money-obsessed, Chu Xingyun is used to it, and Master Guangling is even more accustomed to it. Instead, he feels that Wei Zi is a virtue of diligence and thrift.

When they returned to the island, the flames were bright, and the monks on Qiuyun Island had already rearranged their defensive formations.

Wei Zi's injury just now, because of taking the elixir and having the Zhenyang Muwu Jue, has basically returned to his original vivacity.

So she didn't intend to labor her master for such a trivial matter as breaking the formation to save people. After all, there were only a few foundation-building monks left on the island, and she, a Jindan monk, was enough to be the king.

Mosquitoes gushed out of the beast-sealed map, floating on the aura nodes one by one, and opened the big formation in a moment.

When the people on the island saw them, they felt as if they had seen a ghost, and picked up the magic weapon in a panic. Wei Zi sighed, this is how they looked like they were being attacked.

The phantom of the Golden Crow reappeared, and with a crow, fireballs scattered all over the sky.

These foundation-building monks tried their best to extinguish the flames, but found that the flames were burning more and more intensely, and they couldn't extinguish them at all.

And the attacks from these foundation-building monks were blocked by Luo Shu sacrificed by Wei Zi at will, and all kinds of spiritual weapons and magic weapons hit Luo Shu and fell to the ground with a crash.

It was the first time for Wei Zi to fight so well.

And Chu Xingyun finally has room to play.

The transparent silk thread continuously harvested the lives of one enemy after another.

Wei Zi flung out his fire cloud whip, and grabbed a Foundation Establishment cultivator who looked like a leader: "Tell me, where are Chu Tiankuo and the others?"

"Senior, please forgive me. Senior, please forgive me. We are also obeying orders. Island Master Zhang and Mr. Six of Chu were just locked up. If you let me go, I will take you there to find them immediately. I know where they are locked up."

Knowing that Chu Xingyun and the two are fine, Wei Zi felt relieved. Although the friendship with Chu Tiankuo is not as deep as that with Chu Xingyun, but Chu Tiankuo came to this muddy water because of himself. There is a good or bad, I will inevitably feel a little guilty.

(End of this chapter)