Chapter 372 of the Seventh Chapter of the Poison Medical Dance in the City

Since Chu Yang was reborn, he has not considered this matter. (Xiankun.

Dots in the sky)

Or, there is no such thing in my memory!

Until just now, Mo Qingwu said: "I'll dance to the sky for you...!"

When Chu Yang said this, he suddenly remembered it like enlightenment. When he thought of this poem, he remembered this person.

Snow tears cold!

It turns out that I have always ignored this person! Why?

When Chu Yang thought of Xue Leihan, he suddenly remembered many things.

Only then did I realize that there are so many different parts in this life than in the previous life.

In the previous life, I was the Poison Sword Martial Master. Although my name was a famous one, I was just a Martial Master. However, I was able to travel for three days, and even in some places in the middle three days, I could come and go freely.

There is no one under the king-level master for three days, and the number of masters is pitifully few.

Mo Tianji ambushed him and only dispatched three thrones!

But in this life...

There are more than three thrones in the Mo family? There are even thrones!

After three days, the throne is even more worth mentioning, and the throne is not worth mentioning; the monarch level is just like this, the saint level is usually visible, the supreme... Now it seems that there may be thousands or even tens of thousands in the whole three days!

In the previous life, there were two legends: the Supreme Morning Wind and the Supreme Flowing Cloud.

The legend of the supreme contemporary is only Ning Tianya, Bu is merciful...

What about now?

Or I was ignorant in my previous life. After three days, I was like a rat crossing the street. I just came up and died before I got the fifth Nine Tribulation Sword...

But, legends are legends after all! I am so ignorant that I feel?

Also, it is crucial that the snow tears are cold!

Then there is no such person who is so talented and famous in the Nine Heavens in this life! Absolutely not! Nothing completely!

why is that?

Thinking of Xue Leihan, Chu Yang felt another move in his heart, and suddenly felt a vague familiarity.

The old fortune teller...

Don’t dance lightly in the sky, you can replenish the sky on the road of three lives, you need to cherish the beauty of the yin and yang, and don’t speak out loud if you are so evil...

Very familiar...

Snow tears cold!

It turns out it was you!

Chu Yang was stunned.

He can now be 100% sure that the fortune teller he and Zi Xieqing met in Tianji City was the old man who became friends with him in his previous life... Xue Leihan, the number one talented man in the world!

But at that time, I couldn't recognize it!

Who is he?

What's going on here?

Chu Yang's mind suddenly turned into a cloud of mucus. The more he thought about it, the more he became confused, the more he felt, the more he had no clue. He just vaguely felt that if he could unravel all this, then he would discover a shocking secret!

At this time, Mo Qingwu heard: "That person... is so strange."

Chu Yang was shocked and looked up.

I saw a middle-aged scholar in white who was walking on the white snow dozens of feet in front of me.

This road is the only way to the Ten Thousand Medicines Ceremony; at this moment, people coming and going on the streets, although it was early in the morning, it was extremely lively, but this man in white walked in the bustling crowd, with a warm smile on his face, which looked very amiable, but in his feeling, he seemed to be lonely for tens of thousands of years, and was so incompatible with everything around him.

The man walked along the snow, creakingly. Every step he took was a deep footprint. It should be very difficult to walk like this, but looking at his form, it was like a spring breeze, so leisurely and freehand.

"It's very strange." Chu Yang kept ringing in his heart.

If you guess correctly, this person should be an extremely dangerous person.

While thinking, the man in white had already walked not far in front of him. He suddenly turned his head and seemed to suddenly find the two of them. He smiled and said, "What a little girl in red, she is really cute like a fairy-dew-shaped pearl."

Mo Qingwu's face turned red and she hid behind Chu Yang. She only secretly exposed half of her face to watch.

Chu Yang smiled and bowed: "I'm too much, can you ask me if you are?"

The man in white smiled and said, "The pharmacist is not good." He seemed to smile bitterly, but he was full of elegance, and said, "I haven't passed the first level, so I've been wiped out and I'll go and see the fun."

Chu Yang smiled: "So that's it."

He said: "Why might you go all the way?"

When he said this, the man in white was also saying, "Why might you go all the way?"

Both of them looked at each other and laughed.

Chu Yang's smile is tolerant and friendly, while the smile of a man in white is soft and warm.

However, when Mo Qingwu saw the two of them laughing, she suddenly shivered and shivered.

The two walked side by side, and the man in white smiled and said, "Brother Chu is going to win the championship this time. Today, I am here to cheer for Brother Chu."

Chu Yang showed a surprised expression and laughed: "So the Lord knows me."

The man in white shook his head and laughed: "Brother Chu is the leader. How many people don't know you, Brother Chu?"

Chu Yang laughed very comfortably and said, "It depends on luck... it's not necessarily true. There are experts, but I have no confidence at all."

He said without any confidence, but his voice and face were obviously "fake modesty", and he was clearly full of confidence.

The man in white lowered his head, seemed to have not looked at him, and said, "Why should Brother Chu be humble? With Brother Chu's attainment, it is no problem to get the best in the world."

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted on the side of the road: "Ah, Brother Lu!"

The man in white stopped and said sorry: "Brother Chu, I met a friend."

Chu Yang hurriedly said, "Brother, please give me some advice."

The man in white smiled apologetically, turned around hurriedly, and walked to the person who was calling by the roadside. The two looked extremely intimate, as if they had been together again after a long time...

Chu Yang and Mo Qingwu continued to move forward in the thick snow, but the two of them still talked as usual, turned a corner and entered another road.

It is only a few dozen feet away from the site of the Ten Thousand Medicines Ceremony.

...

On the side of the road just now.

The man in white was still smiling, but his face had become cold.

A black shadow appeared silently and asked with a smile: "Brother Wu, isn't it?"

The man in white shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be. But this kid is hiding deep enough; you are the first-level king level; but he has hidden sword intent on him. Depending on the situation, his true cultivation is definitely the level of the Saint King in the sword! Moreover, it is no less than the fifth-level!"

The man in black breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then I'm relieved. The Holy Lord in the Sword is not scary either. However, since he is the Holy Lord in the Sword, even if he comes all the way from the Sword Emperor, the Sword Lord of the Nine Tribulations is absolutely impossible to become the Sword Emperor."

The man in white said, "Yes. Therefore, this Chu Yang is definitely not the Lord of the Nine Tribulation Sword! However, this young man is definitely less than twenty years old. He has such shocking cultivation and is also the inheritance of the soul of the Medical Saint... It can be said that he is the unique first genius in this Nine Heavens! If this person develops, his future achievements may not be lower than those of the Lord of the Nine Tribulation Sword!"

When these two people spoke, they said the four words "Nine Tribulation Sword Master", and they were gritting their teeth and hatred.

The man in black was silent for a moment and said, "Then, Brother Wu has taken action?"

The man in white snorted and said, "Of course I won't be cheaper for him; along the way, I have given him seven kinds of poisons! These seven kinds of poisons are helpless, they usually restrain each other and are peaceful, but once the time limit is reached, it will be an immediate attack, and it will be like a sudden stroke and cannot recover! In the final, it will just cause him to have an attack."

The man in black breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Wu, thank you for your hard work."

The man in white smiled faintly: "Thank you for your hard work, but... he poisoned such a small character, but he was a little self-deprecating..."

The two of them laughed and suddenly disappeared.

...

Over there, Chu Yang turned around the corner of the street.

The sword spirit almost burst out in a cold sweat: "My God, I've seen a ghost."

"See the ghost? Haha..." Chu Yang said lightly without any surprise: "That person just now should be Wu Juecheng, right?"

Jian Ling was stunned for a moment: "How do you know?"

"I just know." Chu Yang smiled: "Intuition."

Then he said, "He didn't recognize me."

Then he said, "If he recognizes me, then at this moment, I have become a pile of rotten meat!"

The sword spirit sighed and said, "This is really good at all. Wu Jue City's hatred for the Nine Tribulation Sword Lord is far more than the current Dharma Lord!"

Chu Yang said with understanding: "Because Wujue City has a special identity, haha, the descendants of Chenfeng Supreme are always held by others wherever they go. Where have they suffered any setbacks or deceptions in their lifetime? How can they not hate them when they are fooled by others for a lifetime?"
To be continued...