I thought I would stand up and be heroic, and I would be alone in my back and be chivalrous. However, I became an opportunist, and even if I was abandoned, it would be so natural.

Awei and Aya, but stopped talking, changed their eyes, turned around and continued to drive the cloud boat forward.

Wujiu was silent for a moment, put away his sword, sat down on the spot, then turned his eyes and sighed.

Alas, I always judge others by myself, and it’s nothing more than being self-indulgent. It’s better to do my own things, just seek a clear conscience!

What a pity that my nebula array plate is worth a lot of spirit stones!

"Senior brother, this bottle of fasting pill is given to you..."

Feng Tian lowered his head for a moment and actually took out a bottle of elixir. Seeing this, Ah Yuan beside him also acted and said, "If you want elixirs, you can answer..."

Wujiu looked in the voice: "I want wine..."

Feng Tian and A Yuan's expressions stagnated: "No..."

Wujiu shrugged, closed his eyes, shook his head, and murmured to himself: "The people in the cold pond are sad, and they are indulging in the ages to buy a drunk..."

He wanted to drink and got drunk.

No one knows whether it is drinking to drown his sorrow or being lonely or unbearable. Because there is not only a broken swing floating in his heart, but also the wind and snow in the red valley...

The cloud boat, which was getting faster and faster, finally passed through the rain and fog and flew over the dark clouds.

Suddenly, the sky was clear and bright, and a red sun shone everywhere.

Awei and Aya smiled at each other and continued to speed up the castration of Yunzhou.

The four disciples, A Yuan and Feng Tian, ​​who survived the disaster, were also very grateful. Looking at Yun Zhou, who were a little empty, they couldn't help but look gloomy.

When the Yuantian Gate went to war, there were still thirty disciples. After several battles, only seven people were left. The remaining fellow disciples all became souls of the dead. Such heavy casualties were indeed beyond expectations. Where will they go next?

Asa Yuan was a steady person among his disciples, but he was confused when he suffered repeated changes. He looked at Feng Tian and the two junior brothers beside him and asked, "Two uncles, you and I might as well return to Yuantian Gate..."

Feng Tian echoed: "Xinghai Sect is in chaos, and there is a lot of danger for you and me to go here..."

The other two nodded, agreeing deeply.

Hearing the sound, Awei and Aya turned around.

Awei was still tired, but his injuries were no longer hindered. His body was as strong as before, and his whole body seemed quite tough. He looked at several disciples and refused to refuse.

With the tall and powerful contrast, Aya next to her became more and more beautiful and charming.

But the beautiful blonde woman pondered carefully and said: "Returning to Yuantian Gate at this time is no different from defecting. It is more difficult to rely on Xinghai Sect in the future than climbing to the sky. Regardless of the situation, just go to Xuanwu Valley. Even if there are grudges and right or wrong, it is okay..."

When she said this, she saw someone sitting quietly with his eyes closed and staying outside, she couldn't help but smile: "Wujiu, are you still holding a grudge against me..."

Wujiu suddenly opened his eyes, as if he had woken up from a dream, slowly turned his head to look at Aya, and said in confusion: "Why do I want to hold a grudge against others? Are you tired..."

As mentioned, he has many enemies, from Shenzhou to Hezhou, there are countless. If he had hatred one by one, he would have been buried in the sea of ​​hatred. What's more, two foundation-building monks are just calculating!

Aya's words suffocated, but her face changed slightly.

I saw a cloud boat from far to near, and I could vaguely see the figure above...

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Chapter completed!