Chapter 4805

Every body shape is like Yuanzhe Yuezhi, full of the breath of hegemony.

In particular, the body with extravagant clothes and eight rose feathers in the hair has been beyond his imagination.

"Conflict? Lihuo sect?" Sword peerless looked at him, slightly raised his eyebrows, "do you deserve it?"

Suddenly, the five immortals flashed a great humiliation on their faces.

They are proud of the immortal sect, which is far away from the fire sect and spans several regions of heaven, attracting disciples.

Although it is nothing in the big division, the top practitioners in the surrounding heaven are all proud of entering Lihuo sect.

But at present, he is humiliated by people without leaving a face.

The net face Yan Xian resisted his intention to start, and said in a deep voice, "the younger generation had better not be too arrogant, maybe we will meet again in the future."

Jian Wushuang glanced at him obliquely, and then directly took his hand. An unparalleled Yan force swept up and hanged the Yan immortal who lay on the ground and fainted into powder, leaving no immortal source.

All Yan Xian were shocked. They never thought that the sword was unparalleled and would kill a Yan Xian without any sign.

"Leave those two boys and I'll let you go." Jian Wushuang looked at them and whispered.

Jing Mian Yanxian suppressed his anger and knew that he had hit a hard stubble today. Even if he threw down those two thin bodies, he turned and left.

The five immortals, like five streamers, are not ready to leave this heaven at all.

But the truth is not always true.

Jian Wushuang raised his hand and threw the real sword to Chen Qing.

Chen Qing understood, and with a grimace on his mouth, his figure disappeared.

Cutting the roots and eliminating future troubles is his principle.

Just a moment later, there were bursts of tragic cries in the corner of the sky.

Jian Wushuang didn't care about that. He took the wine pot and walked slowly. Finally, he stopped in front of the two thin bodies and squatted down.

"Look up at me." He whispered.

The body like a dead fish moved hard, and then seemed to use up all his strength and raised his bloody head.

"Thank you, thank you..."

After saying this sentence in vague words, he passed out directly.

Reluctantly shook his head, Jian Wushuang got up and looked at the heroic woman with a complex expression not far away.

"Come here together. I have a few questions for you. Don't try to run away. You can't run away."

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With the unparalleled protection of the sword, there is only one restaurant left in the vast continent.

At this moment, in the main hall of such a large restaurant, in front of a square table, there are eight figures sitting around.

Jian Wushuang sat in the middle, beside him, sitting Di Qing and others in turn.

The heroic woman also sat down, glancing at him from time to time.

The two thin bodies sat opposite the unparalleled sword, staring at the dishes on the table.

"Eat." Sword unparalleled faint voice.

With the permission of the order, the two bodies immediately ignored everything and directly swallowed them.

"These two boys, it seems that their hair hasn't grown together yet? Why are they running around?" Chen Qing looked at the two people with some surprise.

Jian Wushuang is also a little curious. These two boys at present do look a little immature.

And their faces are almost the same, like twins.

"Hey, brother, it's delicious..." the kid with the most immature face and some stupidity carried a plate of dishes in his hand, and couldn't help laughing.

Another boy with firm eyes and a bit of simplicity nodded, and then quickly stuffed all kinds of food into his mouth.

Such two skinny boys ate the full table of dishes at a whirlwind speed.

But then there are dishes presented for them to eat in unlimited quantities.

Jian Wushuang didn't speak, and always watched the two eat with great interest.

Although these two boys are not even ancestors, they both have some foundation of realm and should not be so dependent on food.

But looking at their eating habits, it's like they haven't had a full meal.

I don't know how long it took, the two guys who ate crazily finally stopped planning to eat again.

Subconsciously touched his stomach, and his eyes were firm with a kind of simple and honest thin figure. He hurriedly stood up and arched his hands in the face of Jian Wushuang, "Chengda fuze, our brothers have never had a full meal. Today is the first time. I'm very grateful."

Another kid with some silly eyes smiled at his brother hehe, and then he narrated this statement again.

"Haven't eaten a full meal since birth?" Chen qinglue was slightly surprised.

The thin body nodded and said frankly, "our brothers are both alone. Since we have memories, we are the only ones who depend on each other for our lives. Naturally, it is difficult to have a full meal."

Chen Qing asked again, "then why are you dishonestly staying in your original place and running around?"

Thin body smell speech, scratched his head and said, "my brother is a clever fool, I want to take him to have a look at his brain."

Such childish remarks made several people present smile.

"Hey, my brother said I was a fool, I was a fool." The boy with silly eyes laughed again.

As his brother said, this boy is indeed a fool in a state of mental chaos.

The thin figure scratched his head again, and finally solemnly said, "my name is song Wuxin, and my brother's name is song Wuyan. Here I thank several adults for their help, and I will never forget."

"Where are you going to take him to have a look?" Jian Wushuang looked at him and then asked.

Song Wuxin, a thin figure, shook his head, and then said, "there was a well-informed old monk in the place where I used to live. He said that my brother's brain was innate, and there was no way to change it, but I don't believe it. I want to find a fairy and let the fairy see a doctor for my brother."

The immortal in Song Wuxin's mouth is Yan Xian.

Seeing that he was still hopeful, Jian Wushuang just sighed in his heart.

Innate intelligence is not open, in a chaotic state, that is to say, such a life should not have appeared, but was born because of various opportunities, which is a pure white paper to the extreme.

This piece of white paper, which should not have been born, is congenital and missing, and I'm afraid it's difficult to make up for it.

Even if it is supplemented by some supreme secret method, it will cover the original memory.

But at least for now, even the essence of jiuzhuan Dayan immortal is helpless.

In the end, Jian Wushuang said, "what if I say that the immortal can't cure your brother?"

Song Wuxin was stunned, and a loss flashed across the corner of his eyes, but soon he grinned again, "a fairy can't be cured, so I'll find another fairy, and keep looking until I find a fairy that can cure my brother."
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