The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 687 It's Him
This chapter is late, I want to say sorry to everyone, tomorrow is missing, it is not today, I will try my best to make up~~
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The tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, even though the place it went was pitch black, if the outside world couldn't see it, then look inside!The heart is clear and transparent, and a little fluorescence in the heart seems to gradually enlarge.

The strokes are rendered like splashed ink and watercolor, the artistic conception is profound and long, and the surroundings are still invisible, but in the midst of the invisible five in Shenzhou, Jiajia's pupils show a bit of a strange color, if someone looks at it in the darkness If you can see her, you will find that one of her pupils is dark, and the other pupil is full of clouds, and the picture scroll of mountains and rivers appears from it.

A scroll of several feet slowly unfolded, black pens turned into ink, and the ink clusters rendered like gauze clouds were enlarged. Strange rocks, mountains, and eagles were just a few strokes, but at the end of the road, amidst the layers of ink mist, it seemed A figure is hidden, standing in the middle, what Jiajia can see is a trembling flying sword, and then it is the corner of plain clothes.Those are the clothes of the disciples of the Kunlun sect.

Jia Jia couldn't help but move forward slowly, step by step, the man's figure swayed slightly, but he didn't make any bigger movements.Her heart was beating even harder, and she was so nervous that it almost jumped to her throat.

Who is this person who is pressing her every step in the dark and only has the strength to fight back? There are still twenty steps, fifteen steps, ten steps, eight steps, seven steps..."

With the sound of a sharp sword coming out, the trembling flying sword that I heard just now has already fallen to the ground, but there is still a flying sword flying over. In this darkness, it seems that every corner of this place can be clearly seen , even in her three-foot scroll.

Jia Jia hurriedly backed away, with a flash in her heart, the three-foot painting scroll was instantly destroyed, and she fell down from mid-air with one foot empty, and the flying sword with a domineering sword intent was already flying towards this side, Jia Jia instinctively He curled his legs together into a ball and rolled to the side.

Then, I saw the sword energy from that side suddenly withdraw for some reason, and then heard the footsteps of the person on the other side clearly, step by step, getting closer and closer.

Jia Jia raised her head slowly, even though she couldn't see the other party, she moved her lips, and after a while, she finally opened her mouth tentatively: "Master, Master?"

The footsteps of the person on the opposite side gradually disappeared, and there seemed to be a moment of silence before hearing the familiar voice: "Jiajia?"

Hearing this sound, Jiajia breathed a sigh of relief, patted the ashes on her clothes, and stood up. Even though she couldn't see the other party, she felt a lot more relaxed: Knowing that it was the master, she immediately felt There was a sense of relief.However, it is not easy to guess that the opposite is the master. The sword cultivator who is very familiar with the sword, and the cultivation base is at the same level as Hidden God. Although there are not many, there are as many as ten people. With the help of the technique, although the master's voice was always hidden behind the ink mist, Jia Jia suddenly felt a deep sense of familiarity with that back view, and then, her heart flashed, and the three-foot single-parent scroll disappeared in an instant There was no trace, the sound of the broken sword being unsheathed, the long sword had already landed, so where did the second sword come from?Until now, Jiajia was a little more certain.Feeling that the sword is coming, it is neither sharp nor unfavorable, but it makes people suddenly feel that there is nowhere to hide. Even if it is rare to see such a sword, but the fierce battle on the Qing Canyon that year, that year The amazingness of the sword really made her remember deeply.

Since then, I have grasped the dispute in my heart, and I called out, and I heard the voice from the opposite side. From then on, it was finally confirmed: it is the master, there will be no mistakes.

"Jiajia, why did you appear here?" Qin Ya's voice was full of puzzlement, no matter how powerful he was, he never thought that the person facing him would be Jiajia.

He came to the darkroom this time because he was invited several times by Brahma.

But as soon as they fought, Qin Ya realized that the opponent was not Brahma.He was summoned to this dark room by Brahma to practice, and with just one hand, he was sure that the person opposite was not Brahma.But that man was so cunning, although his cultivation level was still far behind him, but the cunning level of this fight was by no means comparable to that of ordinary monks.

But who it is, Qin Ya is not sure, since she is not sure, Qin Ya will not be easy to show mercy, originally thinking that this person is very cunning in terms of tactics, good at body skills, and his talisman seems to be A flying sword.

What really surprised him was the world of the three-foot painting, so old that even though he could only blink, the sword flew obliquely out of his body's instinct. figure, but saw nothing.

The surroundings turned into black and white in an instant, but his figure moved and chased him out. After taking two steps, he stopped quickly. Let’s count it for now, but even if there is only one viewing of the three-foot painting world on the Zhuxian Terrace, any monk who loves swords and becomes obsessed will not miss it.

You can't go wrong, that's it!The mystery of that glimpse made him never forget it.At that moment, although the youth is old, black and white in a flash, but the world is always clear at that moment, feeling the mystery of the world, and finally breaks through the siege. The god has reached the middle stage of Tibetan god.

And at this stage, according to common sense, it is possible that it is impossible to break through even if it is a hundred years, a thousand years, or even a short lifespan.

The cognition in my heart seems to have been verified from various aspects, but I still have some doubts in my heart, just because the Brahma who came in with me is cunning by nature, if all this is just pretending, that's okay.

After thinking about it, it was Jia Jia who recognized herself first. Although she couldn't see the other party, after learning that it was Jia Jia, Qin Ya couldn't help laughing: "Why did you come here?"

Jiajia had no choice but to give a wry smile, and explained the reason. Seeing Qin Ya's brows were tightly frowned, she said leisurely after a while, "You said that Zhu Xingyuan also came in?" He continued, "As a teacher, I came in together with Master Fan."

Jiajia's face didn't change when she heard this, no matter how unreliable Zhu Xingyuan is, she finally has some kind of friendship with her, if she meets Brahma, it will be terrible.

Thinking of this, Jia Jia immediately narrated what happened that day to Qin Ya. Although she couldn't see Qin Ya's expression on the opposite side, she could see some clues from Qin Ya's serious words behind: "So that's how it is. The two of them are having such a holiday again?" Qin Ya thought for a while, but she suggested aloud: "Jiajia, the two of us leave here for now, and we will make plans when we go out!"

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