Pei Si sat down with his eyebrows lowered.

Heaven and man are at war in my heart.

What Gongsun Wan said made sense. This person was hiding his cultivation and lurking around Xu Sanniang, so he must have some agenda.

Not to mention Xu Sanniang's own Taoism, maybe this plot is still aimed at the Pei family.

When he saw this person take action, he must have done something bad.

However, what worried him even more was this man's strength.

In the blink of an eye, a Nascent Soul died.

Under the changes made by the Peak Great True Monarch, Gongsun Wan could only resist but had no means to break the situation. Even if there were any means to save his life, I am afraid it would not be easy to use.

Therefore, Gongsun Wan could only place his hope in him.

After all, as a disciple of the Pei family of the Great Weapon Sect, the means left to him by his family ancestor were enough to cope with the current situation.

Pei Si secretly complained that he should not have come to the banquet.

At this time, I was even more on pins and needles.

He glanced at Xu Sanniang in the palace and frowned.

The current situation is that it is impossible to take action, and it is impossible not to take action.

Unless the monks who can be dragged to Tianji City come, but this is a private land, there is no formation coverage, and the spirit boats of armored soldiers rarely appear, so we can only wait slowly.

What's more, less than half a stick of incense has passed since the action was taken, and the situation was already so bad that it was time to force him.

"what to do?"

Pei Si was making crazy calculations.

As long as Gongsun Wan could hold on for a moment and a half, he would dare to help, but Gongsun Wan could only hold on for half a stick of incense, so how could he help?

What is the difference between taking action and committing suicide?

As the son of the Pei family, he has good talents and spiritual roots. He still has a great future ahead of him, and he cannot die here no matter what.

He doesn't want to die either.

He simply turned a deaf ear and still sat calmly in the hall.

He looked at the wine cup in front of him and picked it up.

I took a sip and closed my eyes to relax.

Seeing Pei Si acting like this, Gongsun Wan knew that he could not count on this person.

Gongsun Wan stared at the approaching figure, showing a pitiful expression, and sobbed: "The plan against Sanniang is not what I think, but actually what I did. I am just taking people's money to eliminate disasters."

"Senior, why do you have to force me to this point?"

"If senior is willing to let me live, from now on I will only follow my lead."

"Senior is alone, so he definitely needs someone who knows both cold and hot, and can take care of trivial matters."

Seeing that he might be the Fourth Young Master Pei, Gongsun Wan immediately changed his face.

While speaking, he also raised his white neck.

With such a pitiful and defenseless appearance, coupled with his appearance and soft words, a monk would have helped him up long ago.

However, the tall figure who walked in front of her still stared at her coldly.

There was no expression of joy or disgust in his eyes, but only calm indifference.

In fact, Tu Shanjun is not a person who must retaliate against others. Even if there is a slight conflict, there is no need to harm other people's lives. Immortality is precious.

It's a pity that Gongsun Wan, who had escaped, wanted to fight for this breath and had to plot against Sanniang, a Taoist monk.

This will last until death.

"If I die, the hall master will definitely still track me down. If I live, I can still deal with it."

When these words were spoken, Gongsun Wan clearly saw the expression of the man with indifferent eyes in front of him change, so he hurriedly said: "Sanniang's Taoist body is very powerful, and the Pei family covets her. The hall master seems to have heard the news."

"What is your hall master's cultivation level?"

"have no idea."

"Yeah."

Tu Shanjun took a step further, walked in front of Gongsun Wan, and opened his palms.

The black and red threads gathered into a ferocious sickle: "If you don't tell me, I can only see it myself."

"you……"

Fear flashed in Gongsun Wan's eyes. How come she had never discovered that there was such a hard-hearted man in the world.

Is his heart really made of stone?

Her once invincible beauty seemed useless now.

Charm skills are useless.

Months ago, in the prison, she thought she could capture this person with her own momentum, but she had no choice but to use magical powers.

What surprised her was that she didn't see any trace of 'White Moonlight' in this man's heart at all.

A man's mind is like an iron rod made of dark black iron.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake it.

At that time, she just felt that this person had no love in his heart.

Looking at it now, it is obvious that it is because the strength is too strong, so that the Yin Shen Nascent Soul has no flaws, and it is not possible for an amateur like her to bend it.

Tu Shanjun didn't know what Gongsun Wan was thinking, he just waved the sickle in his hand.

Phew!

The snow-white neck is broken.

As the beauty's head fell, the enchanting sickle nailed Gongsun Wan's escaping spirit.

But what surprised Tushanjun was that Yuanying was not here.

It's too late to say it, but it's soon.

Gongsun Wan's Nascent Soul has appeared in front of Sanniang.

Yuanying looked at Sanniang with a ferocious smile.

Since everyone revolves around Sanniang, she will take Sanniang away from her.

From now on, she is also a monk with a Taoist body. No matter what Tu Shanjun's plan is, since staying by Sanniang's side will definitely require the help of the Taoist body, she can survive with the Taoist body.

With Sanniang's early stage of cultivation, she is definitely no match for the Nascent Soul Lord.

The way to seize a body is not to capture it at your fingertips.

Even though there are countless disadvantages to seizing one's body, it is great as long as you can survive.

"Sanniang, don't blame me."

Like a smaller version of Gongsun Wan said softly.

Sanniang stood there, as if stunned, watching Gongsun Wan's Nascent Soul rushing towards her.

Just three inches away, Gongsun Wan's Nascent Soul seemed to be intercepted by something. Looking closely, Sanniang was wrapped in a black and red light mask.

The true spirit of Tiansha protects the body with strong energy.

As the Zunhun Banner is promoted to Taoist soldiers, the original magic and magical powers have already been improved. Therefore, the body-protecting aura is so powerful that it cannot be broken without attacking Taoist soldiers.

Most of the people who can control Taoist soldiers are venerable ones.

How could Gongsun Wan, the supreme true king, be able to tear it apart?

It's not in vain that Tushanjun spends his mana to condense the protective energy.

The original intention was not to let Dazhenjun's fighting skills affect Sanniang, but unexpectedly it had this benefit.

Even though Gongsun Wan got into Sanniang's sea of ​​consciousness and Tu Shanjun was able to catch him, it would be good if there were fewer variables.

Sanniang looked at Gongsun Wan and said, "I didn't expect that you and I would end up facing each other with swords."

Gongsun Wan was about to say something, but found that his Nascent Soul body could no longer move.

It turned out to be a blue-white ghost hand holding her.

The owner of the palm is none other than Tushanjun, who came from above to change the world.

Tu Shanjun said in a deep voice:

"Fellow."

"Please enter the banner."

As he spoke, the green-faced fang's true form opened its bloody mouth.
To be continued...