Wuxin exhausted all his strength, stepped on layers of dry firewood poured with kerosene, and looked at Jasmine, who was covered in blood.

His whole body was trembling and he said: "I asked you to take the children to study, why did you come here!"

Closing his eyes, he saw the sword energy in the wind and sand, and saw her figure.

Even though he was a hundred reluctant, Jasmine still came.

"The children can go home."

Jasmine looked around at the crowd of people watching, looked at Wu Xin on the high platform, and said, "I'm here to take you home. Let's leave this hateful place."

Wuxin looked into the void and said quietly: "If we can leave, we will take the children and leave this temperatureless town."

Jasmine nodded and walked up to the high platform. Every time she took a step, a drop of blood dripped from the Xiu Nu Sword. It was stained with blood all the way, but no one dared to stop her.

Jasmine walked up to the high platform, carefully took a small pot of wine and put it to his mouth.

He said, "Are you thirsty? Let's drink Koudou black wine first, which is brewed by my mother."

Jasmine was not as good as Wu Xin, she had to stand on tiptoe to get to Wu Xin, Wu Xin lowered his head and took a few sips from the wine bottle.

At that moment, the mountains, rivers and land disappeared from the eyes of the two of them, with only each other's shadows and this small pot of the cheapest black bean wine in their eyes.

In the eyes of the thousands of wealthy businessmen, young men, and young ladies on the viewing platform, this is a life-or-death love between a girl and her lover.

In the eyes of the onlookers below the high platform, it was clear that this was an evil apprentice demon master who did not respect etiquette and had messed up the dignity of the teacher.

Some people are crying silently, and some are gritting their teeth in hatred.

But no one dared to yell out, because the girl in their eyes was the god of death from hell!

Now that we are about to kill the god, we should let the saints of the Divine Flower Valley and the elders of the city lord's mansion deal with it.

"Who are you? What is your relationship with this evil thief on the high platform?"

At this moment, the saint who had been sitting silently finally scolded her coldly. Although there was no turmoil, it still shocked the hearts of thousands of people at the moment.

"I am Jasmine, Jasmine from the west of the city!"

Jasmine quietly put away the small wine bottle in her hand, looked at the saint in front of her and said, "Wuxin is my husband. For the sake of the children, I want to take back their husband."

Hearing this, Saint Ye Qiuyun said coldly: "It's ridiculous! A pair of evil masters and evil disciples dare to appear in this world."

Jasmine didn't smile. She put away the wine bottle and looked at the scary woman in front of her quietly.

Because she knew that the woman in front of her was not something she could defeat, but she had already lost Wu Xin once in her previous life.

This time, she won't let go no matter what.

People were shocked how this weak girl could defeat the guards of the city lord's palace. After all, the girl seemed too weak to them.

What are the opponents of these wolf-like and tiger-like disciples in Shenhua Valley?

Even Wu Xin, who was on the high platform, was very shocked and surprised by the girl in front of him, because he knew how the girl's realm could compare with the masters of the Divine Flower Valley?

Only Jasmine herself after awakening knew that Li Xiuyuan had been silently teaching her how to practice swords all these years after drinking the teacher's spiritual tea, divine spring, and taking countless spiritual medicines.

From spring to winter, from the day she met the national master, she never stopped practicing.

Because she wants to become stronger and cannot let the tragedy of her previous life happen to her and Wu Xin again.

She practices like a madman at the back of the school, sharpening her body and mind crazily. She is the darling daughter of Tianshan Sword Sect, she is Nalan Moli!

Li Xiuyuan has been fighting all the way. Although he can't teach others, he is very good at teaching Jasmine how to survive despite death.

He didn't want the tragedy of his previous life to happen again, so all his efforts over the years had been placed on Jasmine, so he was carelessly letting loose.

For Jasmine, he wanted her to find life from death.

Li Xiuyuan suppressed Jasmine for several years, just like Mr. and the old monk suppressed him.

He asked Jasmine to look for an opportunity for a breakthrough in life and death, and then soar into the sky.

Today on the way to Shenhua Valley, I came to the Lord of Kangchuan City to offer sacrifices to heaven. Wu Xin was about to be burned to death by the saint. Jasmine had to save her man no matter what.

She wants to fight, she wants to break through in the battle.

Then, she caused a catastrophe in front of the city lord's palace, letting the world understand that mortals can also become immortals!

She believed what the Imperial Master said, and the moment she burst out, it was the moment she soared into the sky!

Because the national master who is in the five realms can actually find her and Wu Xin after reincarnation, which is enough to explain everything!

Even if the Imperial Master is not a god, he is still better than a god!

The person who was most disappointed was naturally not the city lord. Everything that happened was not what he wanted. After all, he and the young man had an agreement that would remain unchanged for fifty years.

Everything that happened today can be regarded as his voluntary breach of contract.

He was thinking, if that god-like boy suddenly appeared, how would he face it? What would happen to the elders and saints of the Divine Flower Valley?

Therefore, if those guards are injured, they are injured. All this is retribution.

He is also waiting, waiting for the boy who is like a god to appear, waiting for the boy who will change the world in the west of the city to appear.

Then I will abdicate my responsibilities and let you gods fight, while I go home and sleep.

The most disappointed person is naturally Ye Qiuyun, the saint in the Valley of Divine Flowers!

Things have developed to such an extent that even this monster-like girl stepped forward and risked her life to save her husband who was about to die in the fire.

But the guy who hurt her brother never showed up. She couldn't wait any longer, so she had reason to be angry!

"How dare a mere practitioner of the Void Refining Realm dare to claim to rescue someone from the city lord's mansion?!"

The saint said coldly: "I was waiting for someone else. I didn't expect that only countless years had passed, and he actually asked you to come here to die."

Jasmine looked at her and said, "Where were you when your brother was collecting protection money everywhere where we lived? Can the saint's brother bully the ordinary people in Kangchuan City?!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Back then, the saint's younger brother Ye Feng led a gang of gangsters and ran rampant around the city. Who didn't know about this?

Finally, a powerful young man came and beat him away, and Kangchuan City was at peace for a few years.

Unexpectedly, the saint found an excuse to rush into the city and really wanted to take revenge on the young man!

This is shocking!

It turns out that the saint in the Valley of Gods also has a nasty side, and she would not hesitate to go to Kangchuan City for her brother.

Just when there were thousands of people on and off the auditorium, they thought that the Holy Lady would become angry and take action herself.

A young man about 20 years old, five feet tall, and dressed in black came out of the crowd, looked at Jasmine and asked, "Do you want to save his life?"

Jasmine looked at him and said, "Yes, I want to take Mr.

The young man in black said coldly: "My name is Wuming, and I come to Shenhua Valley."

Jasmine said: "I'm from Tianshan, you don't know that place."

The nameless sword in black unsheathed, looked at her and said: "No matter where you come from, you should not make the saint angry, so I will kill you."

Jasmine raised her eyebrows and said coldly: "I have a sword, let's fight!"

…

The onlookers listening to the cold conversation between the two could clearly distinguish the nameless anger in black and the determination of the girl Jasmine.

You are a disciple of Shenhua Valley, and I have a woman from the west of Tangchuan City.

If you want to endanger your child without a husband and endanger my man’s life, then you have no choice but to fight to the death!

"I am older than you, and my cultivation level is higher than yours. The spiritual sword in my hand is not comparable to yours. Just admit defeat. This man is not worth the price of your life."

Wuming in black looked at Jasmine and said, "There is no enmity between you and me, although you have hurt a lot of us before. So you can leave and I will let you go."

"If you choose to fight with me, I will definitely kill you for the honor of Shenhua Valley."

The spiritual sword in the hand of the famous general in black was pointed at the high platform. He didn't want to jump up. He was waiting for the girl to abandon it.

A girl who relies on her own weakness and is not afraid of power deserves to be spared by him.

Jasmine could already see that Hei Yiwuwu's cultivation level was several levels higher than hers, but there was no trace of fear on her strong face, because her back was Wu Xin who had no memory.

It was the Wuxin that she had been pursuing so hard in her past and present lives.

Shaking her head gently, the girl looked towards the direction of Riyue Mountain, thinking that the Imperial Master should be back.

She ignored the kindness of Wuming in black, and rushed towards Wuming in black like a whirlwind under the high platform, holding the Xiu Nu Sword in hand!

A person is like a whirlwind, blowing up a cloud of sand.

The show girl sword in her hand was about to cut off the snow, hitting the black-clothed Wuming's chest directly, simple and direct.

The black-clothed Wuming made a sound, and the spiritual sword in his hand came forward. It was also the most direct move. When the sword was released, it was going to hurt someone.

People from different places work hard in very similar ways.

There is no fancy, no shouting, the competition is about whose moves are fierce and whose spiritual sword is more stunning!

The two spiritual swords met in the air, bursting into intense sparks, followed by a roar!

Several deacons of the city lord's mansion who were standing near the wheel were frightened by the roar of the two swords and turned pale!
To be continued...