There are always fairies plotting against me

Chu Jinghai's head tilted back uncontrollably, his pupils rolled back as he heard Jiang Wuya's "do it" sound. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the blood of the Demon King behind him splattering all over the ground.

Why didn’t Ji Dongqing take action?

That's it.

Suddenly, Chu Jinghai's upward-rolled pupils suddenly returned to normal, and a blood-black demonic energy suddenly surged around his body, followed by a throat-like roaring sound that soared into the sky.

A golden-winged roc with its neck still broken soared into the sky emitting a bloody and evil aura.

Standing in place, Lu Jinan looked up and saw the tip of the 'Chao Mu' sword buried in the ground. He clasped his hands together, his spiritual power roared, and the laws of space surged.

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In the sky, above the golden-winged Roc, ripples appeared in the space, and then a space vortex dozens of feet wide opened up.

Amidst the deep dragon roar, the pitch-black corpse dragon swooped down and bit the Golden-winged Roc's neck in one bite, without slowing down.

"throat!"

Blood splattered amid the sharp sound of the eagle's throat struggling.

Lu Jinan put his hands together, and the vortex in the air reappeared. The corpse dragon bit Dapeng and entered.

Return to silence.

Lu Jinan lowered his head and looked at the broken pieces of the wine bowl at his feet, then stepped on them.

"I do not drink."

Chapter 97 "Nanzhi, next time you take a break, I'll help you 'contain the sword'."

"Husband~~"

Zhu Nanzhi, with Zhan Ming lying across her legs, looked at Lu Jinan from a distance with sparkling eyes.

Although she could only see a back from her angle, she felt her cheeks burning and her heart beating very fast after watching the whole process, even though she couldn't meet her husband's gaze at the moment.

"Master, Master, my husband is really good, really good——"

Subconsciously, Zhu Nanzhi grabbed the sleeve of Xiao Yinruo, the elder closest to her besides her husband, and shared with her everything she had seen and heard about her husband with a look of joy on her face.

Seeing his disciple's face flushed with excitement, his voice stuttering, and eyes full of love, Xiao Yinruo gently reached out and stroked Nanzhi's head: "Master has seen it."

"Isn't it awesome?"

Zhu Nanzhi quickly turned her head to look at her master, then turned her gaze back to look at her husband. In her slightly moist eyes, the emotions of joy and admiration were intertwined as if they could be pulled out of threads.

The way to forget about love begins with being aware of love, being deeply affectionate, and then forgetting about love.

But forgetting love is by no means indifferent, but loving in the heart, but not trapped by love, not confused in the heart, not obsessed with thoughts. The core of the forgetting love method flashed through Xiao Yinruo's mind, but it was difficult to connect it with the disciple who now possessed a pure immortal body.

Not moved by love, forgetting love when you feel it, being detached from the world———

The way of forgetfulness that Nanzhi practiced seemed to have nothing to do with these things, but she not only succeeded in merging with the Tao, but also had a firm heart in the Tao.

Xiao Yinruo's eyes looked a little strange, but she looked at Lu Jinan and the Northern Demon Saint Ji Dongqing who was not far from him without saying much.

Ji Dongqing had already stood up when he reminded Chu Jinghai, but he did not take action.

It was not because of the Tai Chi Holy Seal, Constellation Sea Compass and other immortal artifacts that locked onto him in an instant.

It was not because of the activation of the Yin-Yang Formless Formation, the Star Fate Heavenly Book Formation and other large formations.

But it was because Ji Dongqing felt that Chu Jinghai would not die.

Even if Lu Jinan took action, even if Chu Jinghai was no match for Lu Jinan, Chu Jinghai would not die.

Chu Jinghai would not die, and Ji Dongqing knew what the consequences would be if he interfered with the confrontation between the young people in Wandao Sect, so he looked at Lu Jinan expressionlessly as he defeated the enemy with one move and pierced Chu Jinghai's neck with a sword.

He frowned slightly and watched the Wandao Sect's disciples rush forward without saying a word, killing all the demon kings they brought with them at the first opportunity with more people than the others.

Ji Dongqing still didn't take action, because this group of young people were just elites who needed attention, and coming to Wandao Sect meant they would be killed.

Otherwise, the royal court would not have sent only him, a high-ranking demon saint, to attend Zheng Dongliu's birthday banquet where most of the top human combat forces gathered.

When Ji Dongqing saw Chu Jinghai, who would have been killed by Lu Jinan's sword, come back to life, he was still unmoved while thinking about Lu Jinan's Taoism.

"Chu Jinghai, who survived, can recover quickly from his injuries, so it won't be easy to kill him again.

In the end, it will end in a draw, and then you can leave Wandao Sect.

However, when Ji Dongqing saw that the corpse dragon directly bit Chu Jinghai, who had not yet recovered from his injuries and Chu Jinghai's vitality was draining away at an extremely fast rate, he could no longer sit still.

What is that corpse dragon? Why can it destroy Chu Jinghai's life?

When this doubt emerged in Ji Dongqing's mind, he immediately took out eighteen of the twenty-eight treasures brought by Wan Dao Zong.

Chu Jinghai cannot die in Wandao Sect.

The immense power unleashed by the immortal weapon erupted and swept through the Yin-Yang Formless Formation and other large formations that suddenly emerged.

Ji Dongqing directly cast a spell to make the vast demonic energy of the original owners hidden in the eighteen immortal artifacts explode with the immortal artifacts themselves. He wanted to use this gathered demonic energy torrent, which was equivalent to an attack of 70% of the power of four demon saints and fourteen demon emperors, to force the top leaders of Wandao Sect to return to defend and protect Lu Jinan from the impact.

With all the masters of Wandao Sect gathered together, they were naturally not afraid of the explosion of the eighteen immortal weapons, but the one who was best at defense was only the Pavilion Master of Tianyan Pavilion. The others, even Zheng Dongliu, were basically good at attacking.

They didn't dare to attack because attacking would only make the energy impact more powerful.

So they could only defend themselves. Only defense could protect Lu Jinan, who was so close to them, from the energy impact of the demon saint-level magic.

As long as he returned to defend, he could save Chu Jinghai and escape thousands of miles away with the remaining magic weapons.

Looking at the defensive formation that Shangguan Qi, the head of Tianyan Pavilion, had deployed with the ancient immortal artifact Taixu Youguang Zhui, and seeing other gods of the human race hiding and appearing to protect Lu Jinan and other disciples of Wandao Sect, Ji Dongqing soared into the sky and headed towards Chu Jinghai.

But when a flickering black flame appeared in his sight, Ji Dongqing's face changed drastically.

A kind of suppression and wailing from the blood made Ji Dongqing tremble uncontrollably.

In the flames, a black phoenix spread its wings, and the cry of the phoenix in the sky resounded in Ji Dongqing's mind!

Ji Dongqing knelt back on the ground, his face pale and his forehead covered in cold sweat.

The originally sharp eyes became dazed for a moment, and the soul was damaged and partially annihilated.

What happened?

Ji Dongqing's eyes flashed with confusion. What did he see? How did he fall?

what happened?

wrong!

Chu Jinghai!

Ji Dongqing raised his head suddenly, and saw the dark corpse dragon holding Dapeng's neck and disappearing into the space.

No trace left.

The corner of his eye twitched, and he turned his head sharply to look around. His soul was damaged. Something must have happened just now—"

——? Who is it!?

Ji Dongqing didn't know and couldn't see.

The only memory I have is of it flying into the air and then falling down.

He raised his hand to cover his chest, still feeling a little palpitation.

Ji Dongqing looked at Zheng Dongliu, who was releasing earth-attributed spiritual power from his palms. Could it be that this old monster had learned some new magic?

Zheng Dongliu put down his hand expressionlessly, turned his head slightly and said in a voice transmission: "You shouldn't have taken action."

Pei Wanyu lowered her eyes slightly as she gently pinched the silky cuffs with her slender fingers and said lightly, "It will be useful to Jin'an."

During the trip to the Ghost Town, Pei Wanhao knew very well what path his beloved disciple was taking, so after seeing his good disciple summon the corpse dragon, he understood his intentions.

Since my good disciple needs help, how can I, as their master, not help?

"I destroyed part of Ji Dongqing's soul memory. He doesn't remember what happened." Pei Wanyu said calmly, "Except for you, no one else has discovered Huang Yan."

"Even if Ji Dongqing has someone with expert guidance after returning, he won't be able to easily discover my methods."

Listening to Pei Suoyu's voice, Zheng Dongliu looked at Ji Dongqing without saying a word.

The direct disciples of Wandao Sect worked together to kill all the demon kings cleanly and efficiently. At this moment, corpses were scattered around Ji Dongqing and the floor tiles were stained with blood.

"Jin'an's move really surprised me."

Pei Suoyu smiled slightly and said calmly, "What you just said to Ji Dongqing was 'tell him when you go back', not 'you guys'."

Zheng Dongliu paused, then stroked his beard and smiled: "Jin'an is your disciple after all.

Pei Suoyu turned her head to look at Lu Jinan with gentle eyes. How could she not understand her precious disciple whom she had taught for so many years?

Not far away, Lu Jinan stood there motionless for a long time before reaching out and grasping the hilt of the "Chao Mu" sword.

In his own death space, Chu Jinghai has completed the transformation just like Fu Lin.

He glanced at the Northern Demon Saint who had stood up and the immortal weapons and immortal formations around him controlled by the human race, and said to Jiang Wuya and others: "Clean it up."

Jiang Wuya nodded, then quickly washed the floor and changed the table.

Zheng Dongliu, who was sitting in the main seat, looked at this scene with a flash of envy in his eyes, then looked at Ji Dongqing and said:

Another drink?"

Ji Dongqing took a deep breath, did not respond but looked at Lu Jinan. After hesitating for a moment, he still did not bring up the idea of ​​taking back Chu Jinghai's body.

The Dapeng clan is different from the dragon clan. They value dragon corpses very much. If they insist on exchanging them, it will only increase suspicion.

Feeling the occasional pain in his head, Ji Dongqing sighed inwardly, then looked at Zheng Dongliu who was sitting at the main seat: "Let's drink next time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a golden-winged roc and soared into the sky. Zheng Dongliu snorted coldly and raised his hand to stir up the boundless spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Like the movement of stars and the alternation of sun and moon.

The sky is like a plate and the stars are like chess pieces.

Tianyuan Yixingshu!

Accompanied by the roaring explosions of several immortal weapons in the sky, thousands of feet long golden wings covered with countless holes fell from the sky, and blood rain flew.

The frightened throat fled far away, and the world returned to normal.

Lu Jinan reluctantly withdrew his gaze: "God disappears—

Taking another step forward, Lu Jinan looked at Mu Qingyue. There was no need for words. He threw the sword and his senior sister sheathed it.

He looked at Zhu Nanzhi beside his senior sister. The sickly and delicate girl did not seem to be as sentimental as Xiu Xiu. Her deep blue eyes gave people the illusion that they were full of little stars.

Just like the little heart in my wet eyes yesterday.

Lu Jinan smiled at her, thinking that this was exactly the effect he wanted.

Si Xiuqi tilted his head and looked at the junior sister: "How is it?"

Ye Wanqiu blinked: "Big Brother, did you see what Senior Brother Lu's method was? He suppressed Chu Jinghai's demonic energy in an instant."

Si Xiuqi sighed with emotion: "The vastness of heaven and earth contains myriad phenomena, and none of them can escape its true feelings."

Ye Wanqiu looked at the senior brother, not quite understanding what he meant.

Si Xiuqi reached out and touched her head: "When you become a saint, you will understand."

"Oh~"

When he returned to his master's side, the blood on his body had been cleaned with magic. Before he even sat down, the sect leader smiled and joked, "Don't you want to drink?"

Lu Jinan coughed lightly: "I can also not eat beef."

"Hahaha." Zheng Dongliu stroked his beard and smiled, "That's a good reason. I'll say the same thing next time I go to the Two Worlds Pass."

After laughing, Zheng Dongliu asked again: "What do you think of the Demon King?"

Lu Jinan recalled the moment when Chu Jinghai's eyes returned to normal and he suddenly came back to life: "That's quite interesting."

"It's not a secret method." Zheng Dongliu knocked on the table and was about to continue speaking when Lu Jinan bowed and said, "Sect Master, your birthday banquet—"

Zheng Dongliu patted his head and said, "I'm getting old..."

As he spoke, he looked at the courtesans and dancers standing uncomfortably on either side and waved his hand, "Come on, keep playing the music, keep dancing!"

Everyone was stunned. This didn't sound like something Zheng Dongliu would say at all.

The old man sitting in the main seat blew his goatee and glared at him righteously: "I am happy today, can't I enjoy myself?

Come on, drink! "