A Will Eternal

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"Kid, you look at me so lustfully every time, what do you want to do?" Song Junwan smiled coquettishly and gave Bai Xiaochun a look. It was obviously not a charming look, but it was because of her beautiful face and Under the watery eyes, this look had a unique charm.

"Sister Song is peerless and graceful. I... I don't know why, but I can't help but look at it..." Bai Xiaochun shouted in his heart that he was a monster... But when he thought that if he couldn't become a great elder, he would have to go to the other party's boudoir to steal eternity. The immortal thing then showed a shy look and spoke in a low voice.

After saying that, he looked at her a few more times. This behavior was obviously different from others, which was what made Song Junwan interesting.

The exchange of glances between the two made the Foundation Establishment monks around them all feel bitter in their hearts, sighing inwardly, feeling not only hatred but also jealousy towards Bai Xiaochun...

Especially the fortune teller, his eyes almost popped out of his head and his breathing was short. He wished he could replace Bai Xiaochun and appear in front of Song Junwan to flirt with this legendary beauty... the Great Elder of Zhongfeng. .

"I'm also curious why there's a sudden commotion. It turns out it's you, Song Junwan, who's here. Get out of the way!" Seeing these two people acting like this in front of her, Xuemei's eyes became even colder. She snorted coldly and raised her right hand. The bloody plum blossoms, which had been frozen in mid-air, immediately vibrated and descended forcefully.

"Du Xuemei, this is the middle peak, don't be too presumptuous!"

When Song Junwan heard this, her smile was icy cold. She raised her right hand and waved it directly. Immediately, the formation imprinted on the center peak suddenly appeared. It was even stronger than when the blood plum was used before. In a flash, the blood plum blossom, It collapsed on its own, scattered in all directions, and turned into a large amount of blood energy, but a lot of it was absorbed by the blood plum and integrated into the body.

"Do you have to worry about what I want to do?" Xuemei raised her chin, and when Leng Ao spoke, her expression showed for the first time a different look from others, which was mocking and more provocative.

"I have to take care of it today, how dare you try to do the night burial!" Song Junwan sneered, and pointed at the ground with her right hand, and the area of ​​the surrounding formations immediately expanded. In the blink of an eye, it spread to less than half of the lower finger area. She had the same look in her eyes. Show contempt and provocation.

Bai Xiaochun was moved. He stood firmly behind Song Junwan and glared at Xuemei fiercely.

"My original plan was just to ask for his hands and teach him a lesson. Since you want to protect me, I will definitely kill him!" Xue Mei took a step forward, and his cultivation exploded, forming a hurricane, turning into nine whirlpools, and booming The center of the mountain seems to be connected to the sky, and the momentum is overwhelming. This is exactly the momentum that can only be formed by building the foundation of the earth veins of nine tides!

Bai Xiaochun's eyes flickered and he looked at it with disdain in his heart. He felt that if he exposed the Heavenly Dao Foundation, he could scare the blood plum into silence with just a snap of his fingers.

"Others are afraid of your identity, but I, Song Junwan, don't care. If you make Ye Burian lose a hair, I will cut off one of your fingers!" Song Junwan also took a step, and her cultivation level also exploded. Although she did not form the nine The astonishing whirlpool of the second tide, but it has the momentum of the Great Perfection in the later stage of foundation building, rising up from her body. Even if it is not as good as the blood plum in quality, it is enough to crush it in quantity!

The sound of banging echoed, and the invisible collision between the two caused the surrounding vegetation to collapse, forming a sweeping impact that made the surrounding foundation-building monks tremble with fear.

But here at Xuemei, it was obviously not as good as it was, and it kept retreating under the collision of momentum.

Bai Xiaochun was even more moved. He felt that the beautiful elder in front of him was really too kind to him. He did not hesitate to offend Xuemei for himself, and he even loved himself. Although he felt that he could exchange a hair for a finger. He felt a bit at a loss, but when he thought of the great elder's kindness, Bai Xiaochun felt that he didn't care anymore.

"She is so good to me, what should I do..." Bai Xiaochun had a headache, sighed, stood behind the elder, and continued to look at Xuemei seriously.

At this moment, Xuemei snorted coldly, with anger in his eyes and a flash of murderous intent.

She made a finger with her right hand, and a white light immediately flew out of her storage bag and turned into a bell. The bell was white with a smiley face imprinted on it. The smiley face looked like a smile at first, but after looking at it for a long time, you would find that it was a smile. If you cry for any longer, you will feel your scalp going numb, which is panic.

As soon as the bell came out, a strange aura suddenly spread out and merged into her nine tidal vortexes, causing the power of the tide to explode again. The roaring sound became stronger and stronger, and faintly, under the influence of this strange power Driven by this, the nine-level tidal vortex showed signs of merging.

It has even been initially fused together, causing the momentum to rise in a large area, and the bell has continued to expand. In the end, it was dozens of feet in size, floating in mid-air, exuding supreme power.

Xuemei's eyes flashed, and she activated her cultivation power. She actually used this treasure to compete with Song Junwan!

In particular, the bell made a clanging sound from time to time. This sound seemed to be able to arouse emotions, causing everyone's expressions to change, and even Song Junwan's eyes to shrink.

This is obviously not a magic weapon that a foundation-building monk can possess. Thinking of Xue Mei's identity, others can tell at a glance that this must be the treasure given by his father Wujizi.

You can imagine how powerful the treasure that the ancestor gave to his beloved daughter is.

Song Junwan gritted her teeth. She and Xuemei had been at odds for a long time. The two had competing interests. They had always disliked each other for many years. Although Song Junwan's cultivation far surpassed that of Xuemei, the other party possessed the treasure of Wujizi. Song Junwan was afraid of it. .

At the same time, Xuemei is also afraid here. Although she has a treasure, she is not as good as Song Junwan in terms of cultivation. Even in terms of status, the two of them can't do anything to each other.

At this moment, the two of them were staring at each other, and out of fear of each other, neither one made the first move.

Bai Xiaochun was on the side, and he was also frightened. Looking at the bell in the air, his eyes were hot. This kind of treasure made Bai Xiaochun's heart flutter.

Just when Song Junwan and Xuemei were staring at each other, Song Junwan suddenly sneered, and the words she spoke under her beautiful face were as sharp as a sword.

"Wear a mask all the time and carve a plum blossom. Why don't you carve a chrysanthemum? You must be extremely ugly and shameless in public!" Song Junwan said disdainfully. As soon as the words came out, everyone around them took a breath and felt that It was as if the Great Elder didn’t recognize him anymore, yet he could actually say such words.

Bai Xiaochun was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xue Mei, wondering how the other party would counterattack.

"That's right, you are beautiful and flirtatious, and you are not familiar with the more than ten thousand people in the sect. You are like a willow, and you have become the great elder of Zhongfeng. Who in the sect doesn't know about this, I'm afraid To become a blood child, you probably have to sleep with 100,000 people!" Xuemei snorted coldly, not even looking at Bai Xiaochun, only Song Junwan was in her eyes. As soon as her words came out at this moment, countless gasps were heard, especially from The Zhongfeng monks around them opened their eyes even more. They vaguely felt that they had gotten to know the blood plum again today.

Bai Xiaochun was dumbfounded when he heard Xuemei's counterattack. He took a deep breath and felt that these two people...were really on par with each other. When they meet their opponents, they will meet their talents...

It's just that he vaguely felt that something was wrong. He was just moved in vain. These two women seemed to have ignored him. It was because there was hatred between the two of them...

"That's not right, I am the key point. They actually forgot about me?" Bai Xiaochun blinked, deliberately reminding them.

"You two..." As soon as Bai Xiaochun opened his mouth, Xuemei and Song Junwan shouted at the same time.

"Shut up!"

Bai Xiaochun was startled and immediately became angry. At this moment, he heard Song Junwan's retort.

"Du Xuemei, you are farting. The watery Yanghua you are talking about is not me. You are talking about your mother. When you were born, the ancestor of Wujizi even shed blood to recognize your relatives. This is absolutely true. Although no one dares to say it, who I don’t know, you can ask all the people of the older generation who don’t know!” Song Junwan sneered when he heard the words, and immediately counterattacked without hesitation. As soon as the words came out, no one around him took a breath, and everyone was completely stupid. , this kind of thing involving the ancestors is like a thunderous thunder, and many of them have even begun to retreat quietly.

Obviously, such a secret matter is a serious matter for the always brutal Blood Creek Sect to silence. Song Junwan also has an ancestor of the Blood Creek Sect in the family behind him, so naturally he is not afraid, but they are afraid!

"You are such a mouthful! Don't think that I don't know. Song Que is your illegitimate son, and he is your sweetheart who was buried at this night. Otherwise, why did you show up so quickly? I'm afraid you just left. It's unbearable, and you can't do anything. ." Not to be outdone, Xuemei spoke again, her words were equally sharp, and she also broke countless irresponsible news that was true or false, making everyone around her feel numb. Those who had quietly retreated now cried out in their hearts, they didn't want to hear it... ...Everyone regretted coming here tonight, and ran away in fear, fearing that if they continued to listen, they would really be dead.

Bai Xiaochun also trembled. He was very frightened, wondering if he would be silenced after hearing so much.

At this moment, he stepped back cautiously, wanting to leave here quickly. He felt that the terrifying level here was no less than that of the Luochen Mountain Range.

When he retreated, Song Junwan and Xuemei were scolding each other one after another, telling each other one explosive piece of news after another, which made Bai Xiaochun jump with fear. When these pieces of news were interspersed, it became the secret history of the Blood Creek Sect.

At this moment, even several ancestors in the Blood Creek Sect seemed to be aware of this, as if they could no longer listen. One of the ancestors coughed, and it turned into thunder, forming a bolt of lightning, which directly cut through the sky, as if To separate the sky and reverberate in all directions.

Song Junwan and Xuemei knew what was going on and had to restrain themselves. They glared at each other fiercely, snorted coldly, turned and left, one went straight to the top, and the other flew out of the middle peak.

No one even took a look at Bai Xiaochun...

Soon, the surroundings were silent. Bai Xiaochun stood there blankly, looking left and right, and sighing, feeling that the hatred between women is too terrible... (To be continued.) Mobile phone users please browse and read, A better reading experience.

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