The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

Ji Wuxiang looked at Yan Qingyi with disdain, and said: "You are a weak woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken, but you are mixed into this muddy water, you are so beautiful."

He let out a long sigh, but he didn't have the slightest intention of sympathizing with the fragrance and jade. He flicked his fingers, and a gust of wind rushed towards his face, forming a wave shape in the air.

Yan Qingyi was forced by this momentum, unable to move, and stared at this scene dumbfounded.

Suddenly, a voice rang in her mind. This voice was full of rich taste and mysterious charm. A few words seemed to contain profound mysteries.

She had a good heart, her eyes lit up, as if she had become enlightened, and her whole body relaxed, as if she had been relieved, and she was free again.

Ji Wuxiang didn't notice this at all, and he was sure that he could catch it, as if he had already seen the scene where Yan Qingyi's fragrance faded away.

However, in the next second, his eyes straightened, his heart froze, and he turned his head quickly.

Because, Yan Qingyi disappeared, disappeared from under Ji Wuxiang's eyes, his attack was completely in vain.

This... is a fundamentally impossible thing, but it actually happened.

"Why is this happening?"

As if his brain had crashed, this question immediately popped up.

This question has no answer.

He has realized that something is wrong, things are not as simple as he imagined.

Yan Qingyi's fingers touched Ji Wuxiang's vest without knowing when.

Ji Wuxiang's hair stood on end. Although he couldn't see it, he immediately realized that something was wrong. He suddenly turned around, trying to stop Yan Qingyi, and wanted to see clearly what was going on.

But it was too late.

Yan Qingyi's finger had already hit his back.

Ji Wuxiang couldn't describe this feeling, and he had never felt this kind of feeling before. It seemed to be the sense of crisis on the verge of death in the legend. He seemed to have touched the finger of the god of death.

He flew up like a kite with a broken string.

People are in the air, but they can clearly see the scene below.

Yan Qingyi stood on the ground, looking up at him.

Man, still that man.

However, the eyes are completely different.

A person's eyes can convey many things.

Ji Wuxiang knows this very well, he is best at penetrating people's hearts. Judging from Yan Qingyi's eyes at this moment, she seemed to have completely changed, so unpredictable that it made one's heart palpitate.

Whether he was facing the Nine Heavens Profound Girl or a person in a high position, he never felt that the other party was unpredictable. He is a person with extremely high IQ and talent, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see him.

Yan Qingyi's eyes are too special, this feeling arises spontaneously, without him needing to think about it.

"Who are you?"

Ji Wuxiang asked loudly.

He knew that this must not be Yan Qingyi. It is impossible for a person to hide so deeply, otherwise, it would be too terrifying, even far surpassing him, and he didn't want to admit it.

Yan Qingyi's eyes were indifferent, as if in her eyes, she didn't think highly of Ji Wuxiang at all, and that kind of arrogance and artistic conception of looking down on the world couldn't be pretended at all.

"Who are you, dare to break into the gate of heaven?" Yan Qingyi's voice is still her voice, but the rhythm of rhythm has completely changed.

The voice is not too high-pitched, let alone as sharp as a knife, but it has a magical power that makes people worship.

The others also saw this scene and looked at Yan Qingyi as if they had seen a ghost. All this is indeed like a ghost, and it cannot be explained by common sense.

Yan Qingyi was a completely different person.

The key is who this person is.

Yan Liuyun looked at her burningly, his eyes sparkled. After all, he and Yan Qingyi belonged to the same family. Seeing her so powerful, he felt a sense of doubt, not to mention a feeling of pride.

The others were even more clouded and confused, unable to figure out the situation.

Only Nine Heavens Xuannv, her listless state was swept away, her spirits were high, she stared at Yan Qingyi intently, with an unimaginable surprise on her brows.

She opened her lips and murmured, "Could it be... this is..."

Before she finished speaking, Ji Wu collided with the wall and stopped,

A mouthful of blood spewed out, staining his clothes red. He slid limply to the ground like a soft-footed shrimp, then quickly stood up straight, stared at Yan Qingyi with a complicated expression, and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

"You broke into the Tianmen, but you don't know who the owner of the Tianmen is?" Yan Qingyi asked sternly.

Ji Wuxiang was dazed for a moment, then shook his head blankly, and said, "Impossible, Tianmen is the secret place of the Fushi clan, could it be that you are from the Fushi clan? Could it be that there are other Fushi clans besides the Nine Heavens Xuannv in this world?" Clan people?"

He racked his brains and couldn't know the answer.

Yan Qingyi said lightly: "You actually know that Tianmen is the secret place of the Fu clan, so you still dare to attack Tianmen, aren't you looking for death?"

As soon as the words "court death" came out, the atmosphere in the world changed again, and the wind blew up.

This time, Ji Wu is like a flat boat, which may capsize at any time due to the wind and rain.

Ji Wuxiang had an absurd sense of unreality, Yan Qingyi actually said the word courting death to him, isn't this what he often said to ridicule others?

Feng Shui took turns, and this time it was his turn.

This is a great irony.

Ji Wuxiang blushed, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the thoughts of fear in his heart, summoned up his courage, and shouted loudly: "What about the Fu clan, that has become history, has been eliminated by history, and disappeared from this world .Whether it is now or in the future, this world belongs to me, and you are already in the past tense."

These words seem to be cheering for himself, and they seem to be repeatedly instilling this consciousness into his brain.

Ji Wuxiang couldn't get off the tiger, he was put on the fire, he could only move forward, he didn't retreat, if he retreated, he would lose.

Since Yan Qingyi has undergone such a miraculous change, it means that the secrets hidden in Tianmen are very important and have inestimable value to him.

He can't give up easily.

Ji Wuxiang was also amazed by Yan Qingyi's great changes, and his original firm confidence seemed to be shaken at this moment. He forcibly discarded distracting thoughts so that he would not collapse immediately.

Yan Qingyi looked at Ji Wuxiang like a clown, shook his head lightly, and said: "Heavenly reincarnation, how could the Fu family be eliminated by history, but you, will be eliminated by history. Now, let You know how powerful the Fu clan is."

The conversation between the two conveyed too much information, and everyone's eyes widened. Isn't this Yan Qingyi? Why did he become a member of the Fu family again?

The eyes of Nine Heavens Xuannv looking at Yan Qingyi gradually became nostalgic, revealing deep feelings, that affectionate look has never appeared before, but, other people paid attention to Yan Qingyi, and did not find the strangeness of Nine Heavens Xuannv shape.

Hearing this, Ji Wuxiang's expression changed slightly, and he forcibly cheered up, finally unable to bear the heavy pressure from Yan Qingyi, roared, took a step ahead, and rushed up again.

There is only this chapter today, and the three chapters will be updated tomorrow Monday.