The embroidered woman widened her eyes and couldn't help but say, "It's impossible, can she be so strong in perception? I think he is going up the mountain and going on an outing. Was the eldest brother so relaxed back then?"

Jun Mo's expression turned cold and he wanted to scold him, but when he looked at the embroidered woman before speaking, he unconsciously slowed down his tone.

"When the young man today is not as good as him, whether it is Longqing, Ning Que, or the Taoist scammer in Pipi's mouth."

"He has created a new Tao outside the Buddha, Taoism and demons. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that he does not want to worship Master as his teacher."

"Since it is a new way, everything is unknown, naturally no one can become his master."

"So, as a person who establishes Taoism, he can naturally be more powerful than common sense."

His words were like a huge wave of impact explosion, and everyone under the tree was shocked by the information contained therein and could not speak.

Jun Mo looked at the huge rock and said calmly: "I just don't know what his choice will be."

Longqing fought all the way to Guangming, killing everything, and eventually he could not continue.

Ning Que killed his childhood playmate and housekeeper in the dark wasteland, carried a long sword on his back and walked into the dark night on the other end of the wasteland without hesitation.

In the dark night, under the stars, Ning Que stood on the huge rock by the cliff and at the highest point of the academy, and he won.

Fang Qian had seen such a scene before, so he would not be surprised by the final result, and at this time, he would start to face his own choice.

A deep path seems to lead to darkness.

Fang Qian stood in the middle of the road, looking at the flowers and plants on both sides of the road with calm eyes.

Red, blue, purple, green, delicate and tender.

There was no way behind him, so it seemed that he could only move forward.

He thought, maybe he would meet something when he walked around.

So he saw a figure as red as a phantom.

This is a woman with a red fish pattern, like a peony rose, and a strong and fiery personality.

She held the sword and looked cold.

He smiled and thought to himself, long time no see.

Then he drew the sword, gently pulled the sword from the woman's hand, grabbed her hand, and walked together.

If he had to follow this road, he would naturally choose to bring her with him.

There are not many people in this world who are important to him, and Ye Hongyu is undoubtedly one of them.

Just walking like this, as relaxed as walking in the garden.

Then, a poetic face appeared in front of him.

This is a white-clothed blue belt, like a lotus, and an elegant and quiet woman.

She stood calmly with a weak expression.

Fang Qian stopped in place and looked at her for a long time. Naturally, he was not hesitating about how to treat her. He just simply wanted to take a few more glances.

Unfortunately, this is not her after all.

He stopped because of her, and naturally moved forward because of her.

He smiled and walked forward to hold her hand, so he felt a little satisfied.

Longqing was heartless for the sake of light, and Ning Que killed people in order to survive, but he didn't need to do anything against his true intentions.

This is what makes him different from the two of them.

Therefore, he will not give up Ye Hongyu, who grew up with him since childhood, and of course he will not give up Mo Shanshan, whom he has admired for a long time, at first sight.

His choice is to go well.

He thought this way, so he naturally did so.

He held the hands of the two people tightly and kept walking forward.

When we walk to the world, we start to change, the earth begins to shake, the sky begins to fall, and darkness and light shine in the air.

Fang Qian looked at it calmly, fearless, and even wanted to laugh a little.

Whether it is light or darkness, it doesn’t count in his heart. He still doesn’t know what the light and darkness of the Haotian world look like?

It is naturally difficult for him to feel awe.

What's more, even if light and darkness really devour him, he still won't care.

Perhaps the time traveler himself has no faith.

In this strange world, he only believes in himself.

Then, the road was broken and the sky collapsed.

"Let go of your hand and you will be alive!"

A voice appeared in his ears in the dark.

Fang Qian stood there, smiling contemptuously.

He actually always felt that human hearts are changing easily, everything is changing, and a choice cannot represent everything.

So, this level is a joke in his opinion.

But even so, he would never choose to let go.

He did not draw the sword because he could not hold the sword in his hand, but this did not mean that he could not draw the sword.

A thought makes a sword!

In an instant, a sword energy that ran across all directions swept out.

Kill the sky, the earth, the light, and the darkness.

As the world began to collapse completely, everything around became illusory.

He suddenly thought of a lot.

What is the most important thing about separation from life and death?

Fang Qian stood on the huge rock, standing at the highest point of the back mountain of the academy, and quietly looked at the dreamy and beautiful scenery in front of him.

Looking at the countless stars shining with stars, the shining scenery reflecting the white clouds beneath him.

It seemed that a long time had passed, and there was only one person sitting under the big green tree on the mountain. He seemed to want to wait for a result.

Fang Qian couldn't help but smile when he saw him.

"Second Brother."

Jun Mo stood up and quietly came to the lawn. He looked at Fang Qian and said calmly: "What a domineering and decisive sword intent."

Fang Qian shook his head, disagreed.

"No, this is the free and free sword intent."

Jun Mo glanced at the sea of ​​clouds rolling behind him and said, "Since you want to be free and easy, how can you not be domineering and decisive!

But if you don’t have this kind of mind, you may not think about creating a new path.”

Fang Qian smiled and said, "The second senior brother is so harsh, but if I want to live a relaxed and happy life, I have to make some preparations in advance."

Jun Mo was silent for a long time before saying, "The teacher has been preparing for a long time in the world, but he just wants to be relaxed and happy."

Fang Qian naturally knew that the teacher he was talking about was the Master. Although no one mentioned many things, it did not mean that no one knew them. At least since Ke Haoran fought against the sky, many things have been no longer secrets for some people.

For example, Xiling and Academy, like Master and Haotian.

Fang Qian jumped off the huge rock, landed on the lawn, took out two pots of wine, took one pot and threw it to Jun Mo.

"Come on, try my latest brewed Drunk Fairy Wine."

This is the latest version, which was made of several fruits that have shown many spiritual energy from the origin of the heavens, and has never been drunk by anyone.

Jun Mo frowned and said, "I don't like drinking, gentlemen should quit drinking."

Fang Qian didn't care about him, opened his mouth and took a big gulp. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Good wine!"

He felt that the taste of the wine was at least ten times stronger than before, and after taking it, he found that his physique and mental strength had slightly increased, especially the speed of his thinking was much faster, almost with the effect of one thousandth of the fruit of enlightenment when he took the fruit of enlightenment.

The strong aroma of wine spread, and the entire mountain top was filled with this tempting smell. Jun Mo's nose twitched slightly, and finally he couldn't resist the temptation and took a sip.

His eyes lit up immediately, "Okay!"

After saying that, he took a big mouthful again.

Fang Qian laughed loudly, and as proud as the second senior brother, he could not escape the power of the True Xiang Law.

The two drank very quickly, but they got drunk even faster. After a while, they each fell drunk on the lawn and were unconscious.

Not far away, two gentle and beautiful figures slowly approached and soon arrived in front of the two.

Yu Lian was slightly surprised and said, "I didn't expect that someone like the second senior brother would get drunk."

Mu Xiu's expression was very excited. She squatted down, carefully poked Jun Mo's face, and said, "This kind of opportunity is rare. I want to take him back quickly and embroider a picture of Jun Mo's drunkenness, haha."

Yu Lian sighed and said, "You are not afraid that he will demolish your house after he wakes up." As she said that, she shook her head, "Forget it, let it go."

Yu Lian lifted Fang Qian up with one hand, and Mu Xiu was much gentler and hugged Jun Mo to the princess. I think Jun Mo knew about it in the future, but he was afraid he would not dare to get drunk easily again.
Chapter completed!