After wearing the book, I took the fake heroine script

Chapter 65 Arrogance
Luo Qingzhou's face suddenly turned serious, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he finally chose to stay by Jiang Li's side.

"Junior Sister Jiang, everyone has gone treasure hunting, it's the best time for you to take the pill."

Although his heart was about to move, he still chose to protect Jiangli. After all, the hope of Yibao is slim, but the hope of Junior Sister Jiang is just around the corner.

Jiang Li was slightly stunned when she heard the words, she looked up at Luo Qingzhou's serious and worried eyes, and a warm current surged in her heart.

Now that the treasure is present, Luo Qingzhou is still worried about her...

From this moment on, Jiang Li really recognized Luo Qingzhou as a friend in his heart.

The alienation around her disappeared, and a smile appeared on her face: "But I want to go and see."

As she spoke, she raised her finger and pointed to the direction where the light passed, her eyes sparkled.

Luo Qingzhou treats her well, so naturally she can't hold back his footsteps, and this method is just right.

"Ok?"

Now Luo Qingzhou was stunned, and after a while, he laughed, raised his hand and touched Jiang Li's head, and said softly:
"Okay, let's go together."

After saying that, he took out a flying sword, activated it, and flew away with Jiang Li.

Junior Sister Jiang is not someone who likes to join in the fun, and he understands her thoughts.

Luo Qingzhou's face was gentle, he blocked all the pressure in front of Jiang Li, and firmly protected her behind him.

That ray of light still hangs high in the night sky, as if pointing the way for all monks.

It's just that the light is gradually dimming, and it doesn't look like it can last for too long.

Luo Qingzhou sped up the speed, and kept moving through the night sky with Jiang Li.

Jiang Li stood behind him and looked around. Lights and shadows kept flashing in the night sky. They should be those monks who were also on their way.

Suddenly, a wave of spiritual power came from above his head, carrying an irresistible coercion.

Jiang Li and Luo Qingzhou looked up at the same time, and found that it was a cultivator who transformed himself into a god, and he disappeared from their eyes in the blink of an eye.

The two looked at each other, and it seemed that this treasure must not be simple, and they both alarmed the cultivator of Huashen.

"Stand still, if you're scared put your arms around me!"

Luo Qingzhou became more and more curious, and he speeded up the flight with a warning to Jiang Li.

There were air fluctuations in the air from time to time, causing the flying sword to fly unsteadily and wobble in the air.

Jiang Li frowned, feeling that her center of gravity was unstable, she simply sat down cross-legged, stretched out her hand and tightly grasped the hilt of the sword.

The closer they got to the direction of the light, the more monks they met, but everyone didn't pay attention to them, who were lowly cultivated, and left after taking a look.

At the same time, Shen Qingluo and Gong Beiming, who discovered the strange treasure, had arrived at the place where the light disappeared.

It was a swamp, exuding bits and pieces of light.

Before them, two cultivators who had transformed themselves had already arrived and were looking at the swamp.

Seeing Gong Beiming's arrival, their expressions became unsightly.

"It turned out to be a magician."

Although different monks in the Linyuan Continent do not reject each other, the Eastern Territory is also a place for spiritual cultivation, and it is indeed overbearing for a magic cultivator to come here to fight for the rare treasure.

But Gong Beiming didn't take them seriously, he straightened his sleeves slowly, and gave the two of them a sideways glance, his eyes full of arrogance and unrestraint.

What about the cultivator who transforms the gods?
They are not necessarily their opponents.

The cultivator of Transforming God noticed his contemptuous attitude, and an unknown fire rose in his heart.

One of them had a hot temper and immediately raised his palm to pat Gong Beiming.

A huge force that almost penetrated the ground fell from the sky, and the innocent Shen Qingluo was stunned, and after realizing it, she began to curse in her heart.

This idiot Gong Beiming's ability to pull hatred is really top-notch!
"Humph!"

Gong Beiming snorted softly, lightly clenched his right hand, and a ball made of demon energy emerged in his palm.

With a slight push upward, the ball directly attacked the falling giant palm.

"Boom!"

The two collided, and a breath of destruction came, locking the swamp with a radius of thousands of miles.

A flash of light from an explosion flashed across the swampland, and countless stinky mud flew into the air.

Shen Qingluo was tightly hugged by Gong Beiming and flew into the air, hiding far away.

"Gong Beiming, are you crazy!"

Shen Qingluo's face flushed red with anger, she clenched her fists tightly, and her boredom with Gong Beiming deepened in her heart.

Once again, she thought of her senior brother who protected her in everything, and secretly gritted her teeth.

She will become stronger one day, and Gong Beiming will definitely regret it at that time!
"What, are you afraid?"

The corners of Gong Beiming's mouth hooked slightly, and a deep voice rang in her ears.

He looked at the cultivator who had retreated to the other side, and a joke flashed in his eyes.

"He can't beat me."

"..."

Shen Qingluo felt that Gong Beiming was simply unable to communicate, and was so angry that she almost closed herself off.

She knew that the appearance of this rare treasure was an opportunity, a chance to escape from Gong Beiming.

The aftermath of the explosion finally dissipated, and the swampy land turned into a mess, and one deep pit after another appeared in front of several people.

At this time, another monk arrived, and everyone was on guard against each other. At the same time, their spiritual consciousness was looking around for traces of strange treasures.

"Boy, who are you from Demon Realm?"

The cultivator who had just made a move did not continue to attack, after all, now is not the time to consume his strength.

But this kid's strength is not bad, he must not be an unknown person.

"Gong Beiming."

Gong Beiming was as defiant as ever, so what if he knew his identity?
They can't help him either.

It turned out to be Gong Beiming?

The cultivator of Huashen was slightly startled, then his eyes fell silent, and he took a few serious look at him before turning his eyes away.

He knew the name of the genius monk Gong Beiming, the youngest Nascent Soul monk in the Demon Realm for thousands of years, and Ji Wuchen of the Five Spirits Sect were also known as Linyuan's two great talents.

No wonder so arrogant.

The cultivator of Huashen feels cold, this kind of person will stumble one day sooner or later.

As soon as the thought flashed through, the ground trembled suddenly, followed by a burst of tremors.

Everyone was shocked and retreated to the surroundings.

At this time, the original swamp appeared strange, the mud boiled and white smoke evaporated.

The shaking of the ground became more and more violent, and then, in the astonished eyes of everyone, something slowly emerged from the bottom of the swamp.

Shen Qingluo watched with wide eyes, and gradually saw some clues, the things that floated up seemed to be the ruins of some buildings.

The change didn't last long, the ground stopped shaking, and the swamp was replaced by a building.

It's just that there are almost no complete parts of this building, and there are traces of war everywhere. Countless stones and wooden piles rolled down to the ground, and patches of dark black marks look like dried blood.

The shimmering outer layer is a protective formation, which completely isolates the breath inside.

(End of this chapter)