Bai Jianxin's affirmation made Fang Tianlian's cheeks red.
He felt embarrassed and wanted to laugh.
So happy.
At this time, Bai Jianxin looked up and said, "I am a swordsman, and I will never do such a mean thing as stealing someone's love."
"But don't waste your practice because of a woman."
"You have developed your talent very well."
"The wind element can play such a crucial role on this battlefield just now. I think you must have worked hard."
"I am optimistic about you."
Many people were surprised by Bai Jianxin's words.
This young man with white wild hair, white dragon horns on his head, and a silver sword on his waist had bright eyes and was open and honest.
Fang Tianlian's expression was even more complicated.
Everything was beyond his expectations.
He had thought that Bai Jianxin would be a very unruly guy, for example, if he had an engagement with me, then she would be my woman, and anyone who touched her would die.
He was ready to fight to the death with him.
Who would have thought that he would meet her today.
The other party also sneered at the marriage contract.
The key to everything is only one point.
Qiu Yu's expression was complicated.
Her father didn't tell her the truth, but she probably guessed it.
After all, she asked her father at that time, if Fang Tianlian was at the same level as Ye An and others, would he still stop it?
Her father's silence was the answer.
It seems even more so now.
There is no such thing as a baby marriage, it's all a lie.
It's just that he dislikes Fang Tianlian.
But he seems to be more powerful than others imagine.
In the demon clan.
Tianpeng Demon Saint is watching the battle of Apocalypse Star with his good friend White Dragon King.
The White Dragon King was somewhat helpless and said, "Jian'er has such a personality, I can't control his mouth." Tian Peng said lightly, "Swordsmen should be like this." Suddenly, the White Dragon King changed the subject and said, "This Fang Tianlian doesn't seem to be what you said." Tian Peng also frowned and said, "At that time, I heard that he defeated Ye An immediately after returning to the human race, and I was completely disappointed in him." "But..." The White Dragon King glanced at him and interrupted, "My son may not be able to beat Ye An, a genius of the fourth level of Condensation Fruit." "Fang Tianlian's loss to him does not prove that he is weak." "On the contrary, it is said that he fought with Ye An to the stage of life and death." "Isn't it?" "That's right." Tian Peng Demon Saint nodded silently and said, "But Ye An was not as strong as he is now." "He improved too fast!" "At that time, Ye An was just an average warrior , which means Fang Tianlian has not even reached the average line. "
White Dragon King smiled and said: "According to what you said, Fang Tianlian's progress speed is also amazing."
"We all saw what he did on the battlefield."
"He actually mastered the power of "error."
"Although he cannot exert all the "errors" yet, it is already a stunning feat."
The look on Tianpeng Demon Saint's face was extremely complicated, and he said: "This is too strange."
"The wind demon state is a symbol of Feng Ming's loss of control and awakening of errors."
"How can the power of loss of control and errors be mastered?"
The White Dragon King suddenly raised his eyebrows and said: "Do you remember what that adult said?"
The heart of Tianpeng Demon Saint jumped sharply, and said: "Are you referring to the one who appeared three thousand years ago?"
"Yes." The White Dragon King showed piety and respect, even though the person they mentioned was not here at all. Tianpeng said with mixed emotions: "Human willpower can do anything impossible."
"I always thought this sentence was a lie."
"After the embodiment of willpower, how could it become such a great power."
"If Fang Tianlian really relied on willpower to master the mistake."
The White Dragon King raised his eyebrows and said: "Then we should be curious about what is supporting his will."
At this moment, Tianpeng Demon Saint was a little dazed.
The number of times he mentioned the three words Fang Tianlian today was more than all the previous times combined.
Did he really see it wrong?
Let's take a look.
...
On Tianqi Star.
Bai Jianxin turned around and was about to leave.
Ye An frowned and said: "You can't play 80% of your strength during this period. It's not safe to go alone."
"Swordsmen will not travel with others." Bai Jianxin smiled and said: "Besides, 80% is enough."
"Let's go."
He waved his hand with his back to everyone, and then disappeared into the end of the loess.
The earth became quiet.
The sunlight gradually faded.
Everyone looked up, a little surprised.
I didn't expect it to be evening already.
It took most of the day to smash the barrier today, and we just fought for a while and chatted for a while.
The sun has gone down.
The sun sets, and the moon and the sun each have half a day.
Ye An greeted everyone.
Go back to Xiaoye Restaurant and burn the base.
Everyone has strong legs, and it took less than half an hour to return to the familiar village.
But after arriving.
Everyone's face was not very good.
Because the base was destroyed, it should have been blown up by the demons when they left.
In front of everyone were broken walls and ruins, and there were still faint dark elements on the messy ruins.
Mu Xiaoye walked forward, his eyes kept scanning left and right, as if looking for something.
Finally, he picked up a broken plaque from the ruins, with only half of the word "Wild" left on it.
At this moment, everyone was silent.
Under the moonlight, the stronghold was dead silent.
Fan Guanyun stood in the center of the stronghold, and her bright eyes showed a little grievance at this moment.
Everything around her was once her hard work.
But now it has become a broken appearance.
She was a little unhappy.
Mu Xiaoye also stood quietly on the ruins, wiping the half-broken plaque.
Then, he put the plaque into the space ring.
In the dark night, a bright red fire rose in Mu Xiaoye's palm.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he slapped down.
The fire covered the entire stronghold, and finally he walked out expressionlessly and said to Ye An: "Is this all right?"
The blazing fire illuminated Ye An's eyes, making him a little dazed.
He suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Xiaoye and asked: "What did you just say?"
"I said if it's okay to burn it like this." Mu Xiaoye responded.
"Almost." Ye An smiled and said, "I think we need to burn some demon heads for sacrifice."
"Really?"
Mu Xiaoye was silent for a few seconds, then nodded and said, "Yes."
Finally.
Everyone stood on the earthen mound outside the base, some standing, some squatting, and some leaning against the tree.
The remains of the Ono Restaurant were gradually burned to ashes, and sparks were raised into the sky with the wind.
Some of the spectators were sad, some were careless, and some lowered their heads and didn't know what they were thinking.
Soon.
The fire was a little smaller.
The Ono Restaurant was about to disappear completely, and only a piece of charred black remained on the loess. After a while, it would be covered by wind and sand, just like when everyone came.
Everything will be submerged by time, and in the end, even the traces of its existence will not be left.
Until the last spark disappeared.
Mu Kuang asked Ye An: "What should we do next?"
Ye An said: "Kill."
"Kill who?"
"Kill whoever stands in the way."