The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 665 Unusual

Hearing a chuckle escape from the monk's mouth, he was quite hoarse because he covered his face, the man seemed to be in a good mood and nodded: "Yes, it's me!"

The little monk was terrified and inexplicable: What is the reason for them to gather here on a large scale: Isn't it because of the devil?At first he thought he had finally escaped from the monster's grasp, but the clinker bumped into this monster in the blink of an eye.

The pupils of both eyes dilated instantly, and then saw the little monk snorted coldly, and just passed out like this.

The black-clothed monk was not annoyed, he just stretched out his foot and kicked the little monk: "Get up, do you think that if you close your eyes, you won't be afraid if I want to take your life?"

Seeing that the little monk was still motionless.

The black-clothed monk said again: "If you wake up, I won't kill you!"

As soon as these words came out, the little monk jumped up like a clockwork: "You, do you really mean what you say?"

Seeing the monk pretending to be dizzy jumping up, the black-clothed monk didn't say anything, but just sneered and said, "How did you become Wu Yice's disciple with such a timid temper? I'm a little bit annoyed, but I'm definitely not a coward like a mouse!"

The little monk named Li Buqun trembled a few times, and then he stammered to explain after hearing the black-clothed monk growl again: "Clanman, clansman and master are good friends!"

"Yes." The black-clothed monk nodded, looked at the little monk named Li Buqun shaking like chaff, and suddenly laughed, "Are you afraid of death? This seat will give you a chance to live, and this seat will not know it personally." Send you back to Mount Shu without knowing it!"

The little cultivator who had been trembling just now suddenly had his eyes lit up, looking at the black-clothed cultivator with piercing eyes.

There was some sarcasm in the black-clothed monk's eyes, but he only said: "As long as you promise me one thing!"

The trembling little monk immediately opened his eyes wide, and took a few steps back in fear: "You, what do you want me to do? I, I don't want to be a traitor!"

The friar in black heard the words, and the irony in his eyes was even more serious: "Traitor? Just you?" These words were truly disdainful, "It's good to be useless, for example, if you want a monster, you don't bother to kill you, for example I am too lazy to dirty my hands. I just want you to do one thing!"

"What, what's the matter?" Li Buqun asked tremblingly, still in a state of fear.

"There is a female cultivator in Kunlun named Lian Jiajia, do you know?" the black-clothed monk asked coldly.

Li Buqun nodded in bewilderment: "I know. Kunlun's first female cultivator is real!"

"The first nun?" Although the black-clothed cultivator covered his face, it can be seen from his sudden tone that he seemed to be very suspicious of this title. After a long while, he sneered, "Not necessarily. The first A nun is not her. But these years, she has indeed developed smoothly, and she is in the limelight!"

Although he was laughing, Li Buqun felt chilly, and couldn't help opening his mouth again: "You, do you have any enmity with Nalian Daoist?"

After the black-clothed friar glanced at him for a few times, he sneered: "I said, why are you so annoying? It doesn't matter if you are timid, worthless, or stupid, what matters is that you talk a lot of nonsense! Since you are still in the mood, please listen carefully, and you will have something to do later." Having said that, the monk in black paused for a moment, and glanced at Li Buqun at the side, seeing that he was still indifferent. With a trembling look, he moved his lips, as if he was about to speak again with a very short memory, but the monk in black blocked his words in time, "Don't worry, I didn't ask you to harm her. I will tell you after this matter." You, you just swear by your heart demon, if you don't listen to me at that time, you will know what will happen to you."

Hearing the assurance from the black-clothed monk, Li Buqun breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly nodded his head in response. After the heart demon vow was finished, the black-clothed monk sneered, grabbed Li Buqun, and disappeared after a few ups and downs trace.

After he left, a group of monks also walked towards the Ten Thousand Barriers Mountain.

Let's not talk about it here, let's talk about the Kunlun monk walking in the Ten Thousand Barriers Mountain.The more and more dense miasma invaded, invading the monk's body in every detail, the speed gradually slowed down, and some monks who had started shouting earlier disappeared without a trace, and were left far behind.

Jiajia breathed a sigh of relief, and seeing Gu Langyi's pale face, she reached out to touch her face belatedly: something seemed wrong, she didn't seem to have any feeling of being eroded by the miasma: yes Numb to no feeling?Jia Jia laughed at herself, but she also knew that this was absolutely impossible.

Even Gu Lang who was at the side would look at her from time to time during breaks: "Jiajia, what do you think?"

Jiajia nodded: "I'm fine, but you seem to be very unwell!"

There was a subtle arc on Gu Lang's pale face: "It's nothing! Just as long as you're okay."

After saying this, he felt certain in his heart, and then he felt his right hand was surrounded by a burst of warmth, and when he looked down, he saw Jiajia's hands covering his right hand.

It's obviously an act of concern for myself, but looking at the overlapping hands, a bit of reverie based on you came into my heart. Gu Lang hesitated for a moment, and then gently placed his left hand on Jiajia. hands.

Her "I like you too", he thought at first, was already the pinnacle of happiness, but now, looking at the hands that were clasped together, Gu Lang suddenly felt something that seemed to hold her firmly. feel.It would be even better if this mountain of ten thousand obstacles can be traveled for a little longer!
I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Gu Lang only felt that the dizziness from the previous bouts of dizziness seemed to have decreased a lot, and it seemed that even his complexion had returned to normal according to Jia Jia.

Really so amazing?Just grabbed Jiajia and held her in his hands?Gu Lang raised his head and looked forward hesitantly, but seeing that Master slowed down a lot and rubbed his forehead from time to time, it seemed that even he couldn't bear it.

Although he was ecstatic when he grabbed Jiajia's hand, it was not to the point where he didn't think about anything else.

Why did the dizziness disappear after grabbing Jiajia!Gu Lang's eyes fell on Jiajia's normal face, and he thought: "This is really too unusual, does Jiajia have any magic weapon?"

Thinking of this, Gu Lang sent a voice transmission to her: "Jiajia, do you have any magic weapon that can resist miasma?"

Miasma poisons immortal monks, and it is of no use. What's more, because of its extremely strange life, few people in the world will make special magic weapons to protect against miasma.

Most of the monks present also used ordinary defensive magic weapons, but even the most powerful defensive magic weapons seemed to be gradually invaded by the miasma, just like a large number of monks staggering around in the field.

(End of this chapter)