I Am Evergreen In the World of Cultivating Immortals

"It's Wujianmen--"

When the shadow blade came, Qingmu Zhenjun's scalp tingled, his heart beat fast, and he smelled the crisis of death.

Lu Wugui was shameless and had no martial ethics. He actually played outside the field!

He didn't have time to be angry and puzzled: Wujianmen Zhenjun killer, how could he choose to help Lu Changan?

Life and death moment.

Qingmu Zhenjun didn't care about maintaining the Qingxuan Sword Formation, and hastily drew mana to protect himself and save his life.

Almost at the same time.

Lu Changan's eyes on the opposite side burst into brilliant divine light, and the power of his soul surged out of thin air, emitting a terrifying pressure.

His consciousness fluctuations rose to the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and even stronger!

Before practicing "Qianji Yanshen Jue", Lu Changan's soul power was comparable to the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul under the blessing of the fourth life.

The sixth level of Yanshen Jue has a slight improvement. Although it is not as qualitatively changed as the seventh level, the consciousness is more powerful and condensed, and the use is subtle.

With the unprecedentedly powerful power of the soul, Lu Changan fired a long-planned [Nail Arrow].

The sharp whistling sound of the metal tearing penetrated the soul level and reached the front of Qingmu Zhenjun almost at the same time as the shadow blade.

The flow rate of the material space seemed to be solidified. The fight between Diyanjun and the fourth-level Peng bird not far away turned into slow motion.

Swish--

A long nail arrow shadow passed through the void and flashed away in an instant. The Yuanying-level consciousness also caught a glimpse and was blurred.

"Soul attack magic weapon--"

Qingmu Zhenjun was horrified and his heart was cold.

The tip of the long nail arrow shadow flashed a dark golden light, and the terrible breath of exterminating ghosts and gods almost transcended the material space and pierced his Yuanying consciousness.

Swish!

The sharp blade of the shadow blade behind him had cut through his green robe, revealing the dark green scales inside.

The threats from front and back made Qingmu Zhenjun unable to take care of himself. He could not completely block the attack with the mana he had hastily withdrawn.

He had to make some choices.

"Block——"

The azure Yuanying in Qingmu Zhenjun's body was ablaze with spiritual light.

The Yuanying figure made a gesture, and a skull mask appeared on his face, surrounded by cold gray-white flames, and took the initiative to meet the long nail arrow shadow.

Crack!

The skull mask had large cracks, and the gray-white smoke seedlings went out, barely blocking the nail-headed arrow, so that the latter did not directly pierce the Yuanying spirit body.

Boom!

The exploding arrow shadow made the Yuanying figure groan and his face turned pale. His consciousness was pierced with severe pain, and he almost fell into a short dizziness.

At the same time as the Yuanying was injured.

Qingmu Zhenjun's body was directly cut by the shadow blade behind him.

The [Dragon Scale Armor] in the broken green robe lit up a shallow layer of dragon scale light film, covering Qingmu Zhenjun's skin all over his body.

Due to the hasty defense, the consciousness was disturbed, and the powerful defense [Dragon Scale Armor] only activated nearly half of its power.

Puff!

The dragon scale light membrane was cut by the shadow blade, and blood splattered.

An ear and a layer of scalp bones were cut off alive.

"Hiss..."

Qingmu Zhenjun groaned in pain, his body staggered, and his head barely deflected half a point at the last moment.

If it weren't for the buffer brought by the [Dragon Scale Armor], his head would have been split open.

It can be said that he walked through the gates of hell.

The fourth-level poison at the wound broke out, but fortunately, the Changqing Gong's ability to detoxify was super strong and contained it.

...

"Sure enough, there is a soul treasure!"

Lu Changan sighed secretly, designing a nearly perfect front and back attack, allowing Qingmu Zhenjun to save his life.

It must be said that this person has a deep foundation and his ability to protect himself is beyond imagination.

Compared with Lu Changan's exclamation, Qingmu Zhenjun was more shocked.

His Nascent Soul and Dharma Body were injured at the same time. He could not help but feel the terrifying spiritual pressure on Lu Changan.

"How can a mere Nascent Soul in the early stage possess such a powerful spiritual power?"

True Lord Qingmu could not believe it.

The spiritual power that Lu Changan possessed at this moment was comparable to the leaders of Xuanmen and Modao, and perhaps only below the Nascent Soul Great Monk.

Qingmu's spiritual consciousness was powerful, comparable to that of the Nascent Soul in the middle stage. He had spiritual treasures, but it was not completely blocked.

"Lu Changan, who are you--"

True Lord Qingmu wiped the blood and soothed the wound of the Nascent Soul, strongly doubting Lu Changan's identity.

Not only him, but True Lord Jueying, who appeared in the shadow in the distance, also looked doubtful.

"Who am I?"

Lu Changan's eyes were deep and distant, his hands behind his back, his demeanor was vicissitudes and lofty, and his long flowing hair was mixed with silver and white.

The surrounding dust solidified, and the powerful pressure looked down on the whole scene.

"Traveling through endless years of reincarnation, not belonging to this era..."

The several Yuanying combatants present, Qingmu Zhenjun, Jueying Zhenjun, Pengniao Yanshu, and Yimu Zhenshen, all fell into a brief silence.

Looking up at that majestic, mysterious figure, waiting for the truth to be revealed.

Of!

Lu Changan's voice stopped abruptly.

Hiding in the sleeve behind his back, the second [Nail Head Arrow] secretly condensed, suddenly hit Qingmu Zhenjun.

The world changed suddenly, light and darkness changed.

This is the strongest [Nail Head Arrow] that Lu Changan has nurtured for the longest time and has never used, and its power is several times stronger.

"Falling in the trap! Another sneak attack..."

Qingmu Zhenjun looked ashen, and wanted to take a breath to stabilize the injuries of his head and Yuanying, and wait for an opportunity to escape.

Lu Changan's mysterious identity a moment ago made him suspicious and curious, and almost attracted.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, he suddenly launched a sneak attack, completely disregarding the demeanor of a great power.

Swish--

It was as if the shadow of a long spike arrow that solidified time and space cut through the void, so fast that the flesh could not dodge.

Qingmu Zhenjun was so frightened that his soul flew away, and he felt a deep despair and great terror.

The soul treasure was damaged, and the Yuanying was injured. This attack was definitely unstoppable.

There was no time to consider.

The nightmare-like long nail arrow shadow hit Qingmu Zhenjun's body again.

The blue Yuanying little man gritted his teeth fiercely, and his spirit body split into a Yuanying phantom, which merged with the skull mask and barely blocked the long nail arrow shadow for a moment.

Ka! Bang!

The skull mask and the Yuanying phantom exploded one after another.

The terrifying metal whistling sound and the terrifying soul-destroying power made the blue Yuanying sting and confused.

Under the shock wave at the soul level, the pale blue Yuanying calmed his mind and formed a seal with his hands.

Swish!

The Yuanying little man flashed and disappeared from the body.

At the same moment, the dragon scale light film that had just been repaired on the surface of Qingmu Zhenjun's body was cut open by the swirling shadow blade.

Puff!

The shadow blade flashed across the neck, and the green wooden skull flew up a foot high, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

The head's eyes widened, revealing fear and unwillingness.

Lu Changan's [Nail Head Arrow], combined with the fierce assassination of True Lord Jueying, was really hard to resist.

…

Just as the green Yuanying escaped into the sky, a cold bird cry came from behind.

"That's--"

The green Yuanying's heart was shocked, and a five-color peacock appeared in his senses.

This bird was elegant and gorgeous, with green eyes and wings spread seven or eight feet. Five-color light flowed between its wings, exuding an ancient and chaotic atmosphere.

Whoosh!

The alien peacock launched a twisted five-color spiritual light, directly approaching the out-of-body Yuanying of True Lord Qingmu.

"Five-color spiritual light!"

True Lord Qingmu was shocked and couldn't believe it. Lu Changan, who had forced himself into a desperate situation and had an out-of-body Yuanying, actually had a hidden trump card.

The blue Yuanying's escape technique was amazing. His figure blurred and flashed several miles away. He actually avoided the first five-colored spiritual light.

But then, several five-colored spiritual lights came in succession.

The blue Yuanying had nowhere to hide, so he sacrificed an ancient mirror and blocked it in front of him.

The ancient mirror stimulated the North Pole Mysterious Light, blocking several five-colored spiritual lights. The mirror light went out and fell down powerlessly.

The blue Yuanying escaped dozens of miles and escaped from the attack range of the strange spirit peacock.

Its escape speed far exceeded the physical escape speed of the middle stage of the Yuanying.

"This gentleman's Yuanying escape technique is exquisite."

Lu Changan sighed and shook his head. The last nail-headed arrow failed to lock on the Yuanying of the Qingmu Zhenjun, who was escaping at an incredibly fast speed.

At this moment.

The sixteen Qingxuanmu swords floating in the air, with spiritual light flowing, were about to break through the air.

This set of sword formations is the life-saving magic weapon of the Qingmu Zhenjun, which can be recalled in the air within a certain distance.

"Where are you going!"

Lu Chang'an waved the [Five-animal Poison Fire Fan], and a large area of ​​five-colored poisonous fire swept out, covering the sixteen Qingxuan swords.

Without the control of the master's magic power, the sixteen Qingxuan wooden swords were like rootless duckweed.

Under the burning of the poisonous fire, the spiritual light of these Qingxuan swords dimmed, and the struggling force became weaker and weaker.

When Lu Chang'an collected the sword formation, he paid attention to the battlefield and the surrounding situation.

The alien peacock supported Di Yanjun from the air and forced the fourth-level Peng bird to the ground, with no escape.

The Peng bird was seriously injured, one of its wings was poisoned, and was ridden on the back of Di Yanjun.

Seeing that the master's physical body was destroyed and the Yuanying fled, the Peng bird cried sadly and completely lost its combat power.

Whoosh!

A dark green spirit pill was spit out from the Peng bird's mouth, trying to escape with the master.

But a five-colored spiritual light fell from the sky, fixing the Peng bird's spirit pill.

At this time, Lu Chang'an had forcibly collected the Qingxuan sword formation.

He stepped over.

He took out several sealing talismans, cast a ban, sealed the Peng bird's spirit pill and put it into the jade box.

Di Yanjun was covered in scars and blood, staring at the spirit pill, and then retracted his eager eyes.

It shrank a circle, first drank a few mouthfuls of Peng bird's blood, and ate Peng bird's eyeballs.

Then it shuttled around, quickly cleaned up the battlefield, and collected the spoils.

…

When Qingmu Zhenjun's Yuanying left his body, the situation was too critical, and he only had time to take away the space props.

The [Thunder Wood Stake] and the ancient mirror magic weapon used in the previous battle were scattered on the ground.

There was also the [Dragon Scale Armor] on Qingmu's body.

"Without the 'Qingxuan Sword Formation', these powerful magic weapons, even if Qingmu Zhenjun reshapes his Dharma body, it will be difficult to become a climate, at least within a hundred years. "

Lu Changan's heart was relieved, and a smile appeared on his face.

Qingmu's wealth was too rich, probably more than most Yuanying in the middle stage.

This made Lu Changan rich unprecedentedly.

With so many means of saving his life, Lu Changan failed to leave his Nascent Soul spirit body.

The fighting power of Qingmu Zhenjun was even slightly better than some of the mid-stage Nascent Soul giants, and he had more magical means.

In other words, in the previous battle, Lu Changan killed a mid-stage Nascent Soul strongman and almost destroyed the opponent's Nascent Soul.

Such a record is already an incredible miracle in the world of immortal cultivation.

Boom!

A loud bang interrupted Lu Changan's thoughts.

It turned out that the Yimu clone, under the pursuit of Qingjia puppet and Jueying Zhenjun, exploded in despair and turned into blue light sawdust all over the sky.

"What a pity."

Lu Changan felt regretful that he could not capture the Yimu clone alive.

There was no way, the life and death of the clone depended on the master's thoughts.

After Qingmu Zhenjun escaped to a safe distance, he determined that the Yimu clone and the fourth-level Peng bird could not escape at all, so he naturally would not leave them to help the enemy.

Fortunately, when Lu Changan put the Soul Essence Pill into the jade box just now, he secretly used the [Nine Seals Monument] to devour the Soul Essence of the Peng Bird, which was considered a time difference.

The fifth life of the [Nine-Seal Monument] has been lit up to 90%.

…

Lord Diyan finished cleaning up the loot and handed the [Thunder Wooden Stake], [Dragon Scale Armor], ancient mirror magic weapon and other items to Lu Changan's hands.

Jueying Zhenjun, who was wearing a cloak and black robe and had a slender figure, looked at Aoki's body on the ground, his eyes flickering slightly.

At this time, he felt Lu Changan's gaze, his heart was awe-inspiring, and he felt invisible oppression.

Lu Changan merged with the fourth-generation soul, and his spiritual consciousness remained the same, and his aura was powerful, comparable to the leader of the Demon Sect.

"Lucky Lord Lu Zhen, you have lived up to your fate."

Jueying Zhenjun bowed slightly and his tone was quite calm.

Inside the cloak, the cold and handsome features were not very clear in the shadows.

Lu Changan secretly thought that Jueying and Xing Peng, two cousins, were very different in appearance, temperament, and courage.

If it were a timid person who saw Lu Changan's demon star coming to the world and killing powerful enemies, he would have taken the opportunity to run away.

"There was a battle just now. Were there any spectators nearby?"

Lu Changan came to Qingmu's body, checked it with his consciousness, and asked casually.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lu Zhen. Previously, the scouts from the surrounding Beast King Valley and Wujian Sect have been withdrawn. A small number of living creatures have also been wiped out."

After Jueying Zhenjun replied, he solemnly raised his hands and swore:

"I swear on my inner demons that the details of today's battle will not be leaked to anyone."

"You are a smart person, don't reveal Lu's 'identity'."

Lu Changan nodded with satisfaction, admiring Jueying's acting style.

Then he raised his hand and pointed at Aoki’s body:

"The head on Qingmu's neck will be left to your disposal, and you can go back and redeem it for war merit."

"Thank you Mr. Lu Zhenjun for the commendation."

Jueying Zhenjun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his spine felt chilly, and he felt like he was surviving a disaster.

Until this moment, he was sure that Lu Changan did not intend to kill anyone and silence him.

The battle just now shocked True Lord Jueying.

Lu Changan's soul power instantly rose to the level of the leader of the Demon Sect, making people doubt his true identity.

Could it be that the great monk Yuanying who does not belong to this era is...

The power of [Nailhead Arrow] shocked the heavens and the earth and made ghosts and gods cry. Jueying Zhenjun did not have the background and life-saving means of Zhenjun Aoki, and he did not have any confidence to resist it.

What's more, Lu Changan also has a fourth-level puppet, a fourth-level spiritual pet, and that weird peacock... completely beyond the imagination of the world.

Even if the leader of Wujian Sect comes in person and fights head-on, he is definitely no match for Lu Changan.

"Is this head enough for you to go back and deliver?"

"That's enough."

Jueying Zhenjun said firmly.

The bounty on Lord Aoki in the Demon Alliance is very high. After all, more than one Demon Lord was captured and seriously injured that year, and it also affected the situation of the Seven Nations Alliance and the Guardian Alliance.

The three major forces, Beast King Valley, Blood Spirit Sect, and Fantasy Demon Palace, all hate Lord Aoki deeply.

Wujianmen had already received an assassination commission, but it was unsuccessful.

At that time, the deputy sect leader joined forces with Beast King Valley, and the assassination failed, and his rating of Lord Aoki increased significantly.

As long as Zhenjun Jueying brings back the green wooden skull, he can redeem it for great military exploits and gain great prestige in the Six Demonic Sects.

Wujianmen only cares about the results and does not care about the details of the process.

It is normal to use any means when assassinating.

Even if the leader of Wujian Sect knew that Jueying had joined forces with Lu Changan, it would not be a problem.

Therefore, True Lord Jueying fulfilled Lu Changan's promise today and achieved great success, which can be regarded as the best of both worlds.

"Lu is optimistic about you! You may not be able to become the helmsman of Wujian Sect in the future."

Lu Changan encouraged him, reaching out and patting Jueying on the shoulder, giving him the illusion of being non-entity.

Jueying's heart moved, and she understood the hint in Lu Changan's words.

If you say you are not attracted to the position of Sect Leader, you are deceiving yourself.

The older generation of sect masters and deputy sect masters of Wujian Sect are all very old.

Jueying Zhenjun has been the leader of the new generation of Wujian Sect for the past two hundred years. Now, as the Nascent Soul elder of Wujian Sect, he is one of the strong contenders.

"Go ahead."

Lu Changan explained some details to Jueying and waved.

The shadow blended into nearby shadows and quickly disappeared from sight.

In fact, when he rescued Jueying, Lu Changan discovered that this person was very lucky.

After a while, Lu Changan packed up the loot, put away the puppets and spiritual pets, and left through the air.

At the battle scene, Diyanjun had destroyed it with earth spells and would not have left many useful clues.

…

A black wing escaped from the light and returned to the important frontline town.

In the important town, all the elites went to the main battlefield, and there were not many monks left.

Diyanjun fought fiercely this time and was seriously injured.

Lu Changan thought for a while and let it stay in the important town.

"Take good care of yourself. This fourth-level elixir will be left to your cultivation and use."

Lu Changan took out the sealed Pengniao Pill and handed it to Lord Diyan.

"Thank you Master for the gift."

Lord Diyan got the Pengniao Pill, he was excited and bowed to thank him.

When handling the trophies before, some of the internal organs of the Peng bird became its tonic.

Swallowing and refining the fourth-level elixir of the same level is not critical for future impact in the mid-term, but it can greatly increase Diyan Jun's cultivation speed.

As for the Peng bird's skeleton, wings, fangs and claws, Lu Changan kept them as spares.

The corpse of a fourth-order early demon king is far from enough to refine a fourth-order puppet.

Building a fourth-level puppet requires a lot of high-quality rare materials, especially the core hub.

There is a difference between a puppet and a corpse.

Even if the corpse is directly refined, the demon king's spirituality will be greatly damaged after death. Without the supplement of other spiritual things in the world, it will be degraded after being refined.

If the quality is lowered, Lu Changan can also create a quasi-fourth-level Peng bird puppet, which is rare and precious in the Daqing cultivation world.

Without staying in the front-line town, Lu Changan rushed directly to the main battlefield in the south of Fengguo.

Unfortunately, time was too tight.

He did not have time to refine the "Qingxuan Sword Formation" and other magic weapons.

The mark on the natal magic weapon cannot be erased in a short time.

Lu Changan put the slightly damaged [Dragon Scale Armor] on the white robe.

The ancient mirror magic weapon is a special type. Lu Changan can trigger the North Pole Xuanguang without refining it.

…

South of Fengguo.

The magic battlefield stretching for thousands of miles, the three fairy cities of the Weidao League, are surrounded by an endless black tide.

Huge spirit ships are floating in the sky, and the spirit crystal cannons burst out destructive crystal light, melting many blood and water fragments, and impacting the city defense formation.

Spirit birds and insects are flying all over the sky, and the magic weapon flying swords are shining. The light of talismans or spells is like millions of fireworks.

Bloody black flames, ice and fire boulders, beast roars and thunder...

Under the magnificent landscape, there are screams and shouts one after another.

The earth turned into a piece of red land, cracked everywhere, forming large and small gullies and valleys.

Rumble...

Several huge fourth-level beast kings as big as mountains are rampant, either crushing the local monk army or attacking the important town of the fairy city.

In order to avoid being breached by the magic path, many elite monks of the Weidao League fought outside the city and rushed to kill the spirit ships of the magic path.

The "Hunting King Formation" composed of Jindan monks, under the cover of the fairy city formation, launched a counterattack against the fourth-level beast king.

The one in the middle of the three fairy cities was attacked by the Beast King Valley.

A giant drum with a simple shape floated on this important town.

Several burly bare-chested men in animal skins were sweating profusely as they beat the [Heaven-shaking Drum] with all their might, integrating their own mana, blood and essence into it.

Hmm~

The deep drum sound seemed to come from the abyss of a foreign land, turning into semicircular ripples, radiating the surrounding Beast King Valley army.

The war beasts and flying pets of the Beast King Valley were all in panic, and their fighting spirit was obviously reduced.

"How could the Xuanmen 'Longhu Mountain' easily lend such a strategic treasure as the [Heaven-shaking Drum] to the Weidao League for use!"

The beastmasters cursed, and the connection with the pets and beasts was intermittent, and it seemed difficult to control and command them.

…

Above the clouds, the Yuanying True Lords of the two camps fought against each other, with thunder and lightning, and constant roars.

The Yuanying cultivators under the mana cloud rings were powerful and mighty. Every strike could break the mountains and rivers, and the collision of magic weapons and magical powers could trigger storm tides.

The occasional residual flames of the wind waves instantly killed the cultivators fighting fiercely below.

In addition to the Yuanying Zhenjun, there were also fourth-level demon kings from the Beast King Valley in the clouds who participated in the fight.

"Evil beast——"

The old thunder roared and resounded through the clouds.

I saw a blood sword and blood river, crossing the clouds for several miles, piercing a huge black bear demon king.

Boom!

A ball of dazzling blood light, like a scorching sun, exploded on the head of the black bear demon king.

In the bloody sun, an old silver-haired old man blew up his Yuanying and all his magic power, and died on the spot.

The bloody black bear demon king fell from the clouds.

"Old Wei!"

"Wei Zhenjun..."

On the side of the Weidao League, Chu Tianfeng, Liuyang Zhenjun, Zhang Tianfeng, Liang Shaotian and other Yuanying cultivators looked at that area.

Wei Zhenjun came from the Blood Sword Valley of Fengguo, and the mountain gate of the sect was occupied by the demons. In order to get back the mountain gate and resist the invasion of the demons, the nearly dead Wei Zhenjun did not hesitate to self-destruct and fight today.

"Wei Zhenjun, I promise you that if I can expel the demons in the future, I will help your disciples of the Blood Sword Valley to move back to the mountain gate's ancestral land."

Chu Tianfeng looked sad, whispered in his heart, and promised.

His opponent was the old rival of the Beast King Valley, Meng Zongzhu, who had been the old rival of the two sides for many years.

"Old man! Before you die, you drag the fourth-level spirit beast of my Beast King Valley to die with you."

Zongzhu Meng's face was gloomy.

The black bear demon king was raised by him in the sect and was almost his personal spirit pet.

There were more than one accident in the decisive battle on the battlefield today.

Before that, Zhang Tianfeng of Jinyun Valley showed his magical powers far beyond the past, severely injuring a veteran Yuanying of the Beast King Valley, making the latter lose his combat power.

Fortunately, the elder returned in time and suppressed Tianfeng Zhenjun.

At this moment, Zhang Tianfeng and Fairy Xia joined forces to deal with the Great Elder and barely stopped the latter.

"Fortunately, the Great Elder of the Beast King Valley is in a bad state! Otherwise, I used the secret technique before, consuming my blood and vitality to severely injure the demon Yuanying, and I might not be able to stop him now."

Zhang Tianfeng noticed that the Great Elder's state was not at its peak, no longer as leisurely and calm as before, and his face was not good.

Zhang Tianfeng promised Lu Changan that he would not hide his weakness in the recent decisive battle, and it would be best if the Beast King Valley camp lost a Yuanying combat power.

If this battle is won, the Weidao League may usher in a long-term peaceful development.

Therefore, Zhang Tieshan, who had seriously injured the demon Yuanying before, had exploded all his strength except that he did not directly use the remnant spirit treasure.

Chu Tianfeng, Zhang Tianfeng, and Xia Wenyue stabilized the situation.

But some of the other Yuanying Zhenjun in the league were in more dangerous situations.

For example, Zhenjun Jinyue, who was a hundred miles away, was struggling to support.

The old woman with white hair and a youthful face opposite not only has profound magical powers, but she can also control the "swarm of locusts" in the sky, surrounding Jin Yue Zhenjun tightly, constantly consuming his magical powers, and even gnawing at the spiritual light on the magic weapon.

This old woman is from a subordinate force of the Beast King Valley. The entire sect specializes in raising insects. She is a strong supporter who has recently come from behind to support.

The "locust swarm" is invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and has a good immune effect to magic attacks. Each attack can only kill a small number.

Jin Yue Zhenjun's magic power is slightly weak, and two magic weapons are slightly damaged.

The luxurious golden robe was bitten by many insects, and one of the magic shoes under the skirt was bitten into two holes, oozing thick blood.

"Alliance Master Chu said before that Lu Changqing would resist a mid-Nascent Soul in the Beast King Valley. Now, the great elder of the Beast King Valley has come, but Lu Changqing has not arrived. Could it be that he was seriously injured and defeated?"

Jin Yue Zhenjun gritted his silver teeth, and a pessimistic thought emerged in his heart:

"Lu Changqing, won't run away again?"

In fact, not only Jin Yue Zhenjun had no confidence in Lu Changan, but Liu Yang Zhenjun, Liang Shaotian and others also had similar thoughts.