Humanity’s Great Sage

After a sudden fight ended, Lu Ye put away the two Xingyuan coins and looked at Song Weiwei who was standing aside.

We have been together for half a month.

Song Weiwei's strength is indeed very good, and she is also a swordsman known for her killing skills. Although she is a woman, she has rich fighting experience and a very brutal fighting style.

After half a month, the two of them had gained quite a bit.

The enemies encountered this time were two eighth-level Fusion Dao.

To be honest, if there was only Lu Ye, it would be a little troublesome to take them all down, but with Song Weiwei's cooperation, it would be different.

The only thing that gave Lu Ye a bit of a headache was that Song Weiwei's temperament was too cold. If Junior Sister Shuang's coldness could be said to repel people from thousands of miles away, then Song Weiwei's coldness was like a dead silence.

In half a month, Song Weiwei didn't say more than ten words in total except when she first met him.

She never mentioned her own opinions or had any ideas. She was like a tail and a sword in Lu Ye's hand. She would kill wherever Lu Ye went.

She didn't even ask for trophies. She didn't even look at the Xingyuan coins left behind by killing the enemy. Lu Ye collected them all.

Lu Ye was quite helpless about this. The two of them were temporarily paired up in such an environment, just like a couple living together halfway. The other party's strength meets his requirements, so there is no need to ask for more.

Just for a few moments, Lu Ye inadvertently caught a glimpse of the unforgettable hatred that suddenly burst out from the eyes of Song Weiwei, who was heartbroken!

At the beginning, Lu Ye was somewhat wary of her. After all, he knew the person but not the heart. This kind of guarding was still necessary. But as he got in touch with her and got along with her, Lu Ye knew that there was no point in being guarded against her. meaningful.

In her current state, it is impossible for her to have any evil intentions towards herself!

Lu Ye thought that life would go on like this, but this time when the two of them passed by a remaining battlefield, something suddenly happened to Song Weiwei.

This battlefield should have been left not long ago. There was an extremely cold atmosphere everywhere, and the shattered floating land turned into pieces of solid ice.

Lu Ye searched with his mind, his expression solemn.

Although I don’t know who left the handwriting, judging from the remaining traces on the battlefield in front of me, the person who did it is definitely very strong.

What Lu Ye didn't notice was that Song Weiwei's eyes, who were facing away from him, suddenly turned red, her body trembled slightly, her hands were clenched, her nails were embedded in the flesh, and blood overflowed.

Only then did Lu Ye notice something was wrong and looked at Song Weiwei: "What's wrong?"

Song Weiwei shook her head slowly, then turned around and smiled at Lu Ye: "Senior brother, I feel a little uncomfortable. Can you take a rest first?"

Lu Ye blinked.

After being together for half a month, he really didn't expect this woman to laugh.

But of course he would not refuse this request.

After a while, the two of them meditated and adjusted their breath in a secluded place.

Lu Ye usually takes this opportunity to practice hard. The Tao power here is extremely rich, and he is very efficient in his hard training. Although he has a huge Tao power reserve, and now he still has a Tao power bottle, but the Tao power can be used at any time. No one has too much.

The so-called beating a child on a rainy day means that you are idle. Monks usually practice hard in their spare time.

One's own strength and cultivation lies in constant accumulation. Gathering sand into a tower and accumulating a little into a lot are the qualities that every successful monk should possess.

The sound of rustling footsteps sounded. Lu Ye opened his eyes and looked, only to see Song Weiwei walking in front of him.

He looked at Song Weiwei: "Junior sister, is there something wrong?"

Song Weiwei pursed her red lips, lowered her head and remained silent.

Lu Ye frowned, not knowing what Song Weiwei wanted.

But then, something happened that stunned him. Song Weiwei took a step forward and stood in front of him, then squatted down.

Lu Ye was sitting cross-legged, so Song Weiwei was sitting directly on his lap.

The soft touch came, and there was a tall and proud peak in front of her. Song Weiwei's face turned crimson. She wrapped one hand around Lu Ye's neck, unbuttoned her clothes with the other, and then leaned on Lu Ye's shoulders.

The trembling voice reached Lu Ye's ears as softly as the gentle wind: "Senior brother, kill me..."

Lu Ye was dumbfounded.

When Song Weiwei sat down, his energy was concentrated and still, and he was always on guard against the opponent's attacks, but he never expected that such a thing would happen.

After getting along with each other these days, Lu Ye got a rough idea of ​​this woman's temperament. If she was really a wild woman, it would be fine to act like this. The key is that Song Weiwei is not such a person.

This is so unexpected!

Moreover, Lu Ye at least had some ability to observe people. After all, he was a man who had experienced battles for a long time. Naturally, he could tell early on that Song Weiwei was Yuan Yin.

What is she going to do?

It had been several years since he came out of the starry sky. Hua Ci, Su Yuqing and Jiuyan were not around. Normally, he would not have any selfish desires, but he could not withstand such a fierce offensive.

Especially as Song Weiwei leaned forward, his lips were pressed against her.

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It is impossible for anyone to encounter such a thing without any reaction.

But he knew that things shouldn't be like this, Song Weiwei... there was something wrong!

Lu Ye was silent, but Song Weiwei, who was holding his neck and leaning on him, began to tremble.

Even though she had made a lot of determination, actually doing such a thing still made her feel miserable.

What made her even more embarrassed was that Lu Ye didn't react!

Lu Ye raised his hand.

Song Weiwei's body trembled even more. At this moment, she wanted to escape, but she clenched her teeth and blood oozed from her red lips.

Then she was shocked to find that Lu Ye pulled up her clothes, covering up the infinite beautiful scenery.

"Stand up!"

Lu Ye's voice was very flat, even indifferent.

Song Weiwei trembled, lowered her head, slowly stood up, took a step back, and slowly tidied her clothes.

Lu Ye looked up at her and waited for a long time. Seeing that she didn't move, he reluctantly said: "Junior sister, don't you have anything to tell me?"

Song Weiwei raised her eyes and met his gaze. After a moment of hesitation, she still shook her head, then turned and left.

From beginning to end, she didn't say a word.

Lu Ye sensed that Song Weiwei left quickly, and he knew that Song Weiwei would not come back after this separation, so he couldn't help but sigh.

What can't be said openly about this matter?

Is it easy to find a suitable companion? At the beginning, Qingrou was bullying me, and I killed her. I met a blonde woman and thought she was pretty good, but I killed two of her companions one after another, and we fought twice. I finally became a companion with Song Weiwei, but after only half a month together, it became like this again.

Am I a star of destiny?

After a while, Song Weiwei arrived at the battlefield that she had been to with Lu Ye before. There was a coldness in her eyes. She only looked at it for a while, and then quickly flew in one direction.

Along this direction, Song Weiwei chased for a whole day, and when chasing, she not only did not hide her breath, but was full of momentum.

When passing a deserted star, she finally found her target.

Because she did not hide, the other party immediately discovered her existence.

A cold breath suddenly swept out from the desolate star, and in the blink of an eye it was close, colliding with Song Weiwei. At that moment, Song Weiwei was full of murderous intent, and the sword in her hand flashed wildly, fighting with the figure.

However, although Song Weiwei was quite powerful, she was obviously still a long way behind the opponent, and in just a moment, she was at a disadvantage.

Fortunately, the sword cultivator was known for killing, and his offensive was extremely fierce. The Rong Dao did not dare to force him too much, and only engaged in a tangle, while shouting: "Human race, I let you escape last time, but you are here to die this time, do you really think that my Bingyuan can't kill you?"

Song Weiwei was too lazy to talk when she was with Lu Ye, and naturally she was even more lazy to pay attention to him, but she just urged her Dao power crazily, and her offensive became more and more fierce.

Her eyes were blood red, full of hatred, and her body was even covered with a layer of light blood mist, obviously she sacrificed her blood and blood to fight for her life.

The Rong Dao called Bingyuan really couldn't figure out what Song Weiwei was thinking. He was still on guard against Song Weiwei's possible companions, but when he saw Song Weiwei's posture, he knew that she didn't have any companions at all, otherwise why would she fight so hard right away?

"Go!" Bingyuan shouted.

If he relied on himself alone, it would be a bit troublesome to take down Song Weiwei in this state.

But he was not alone, his companions were hiding nearby.

As Bingyuan's voice fell, a figure flashed out from hiding. This was a female cultivator of the Shadow Clan. When she didn't show up, there was no trace. When she showed up, she was a killing move. The fluctuations of her Taoist power were extremely fierce, and she seemed to be even stronger than Bingyuan.

Surrounded by a strong breath of death, Song Weiwei knew that the end was coming. She didn't defend against the attack of the Shadow Clan woman at all. The long sword stood in front of her, and with a flick of his finger, a mouthful of blood spurted out. The long sword suddenly surged with blood, turning into a blood dragon, opening its mouth and biting down at Bingyuan.

Bingyuan looked solemn. He knew that this was Song Weiwei's life-and-death attack. Even though he was a little stronger than Song Weiwei, he didn't dare to be careless.

But the next moment, his eyes suddenly became terrified.

Because he suddenly saw that behind his Shadow Clan companion, another ghostly figure appeared out of thin air. It was a human, dressed in black, with a cold expression, lowered eyes, a long knife at his waist, and his right hand on the hilt.

He appeared without any signs. If it weren't for this outfit, Bingyuan almost suspected that the other party was a ghost cultivator.

But this outfit undoubtedly showed that the other party was a soldier cultivator.

The Shadow Clan female cultivator was fully focused on Song Weiwei at this moment. How could she have thought that there was a murderous intent behind her?

By the time she realized something was wrong, it was too late.

At this moment, she had only two choices, one was to kill Song Weiwei, and the other was to switch from offense to defense and protect herself!

How to choose?