Hei Yang broke away from Hong Li's arms with some irritation. The latter chuckled and was about to say something when he felt a sudden silence in his ears and the sword light filled the air.

Heiyang Hongli grabbed the opponent and exited the secret realm, keeping the voice in the game while retreating.

[Hongli:???]

[Hongli: Hey, hey, hey? Hey, hey, hey? Is Heiyang there? Heiyang? Am I deaf?]

[Hei Yang: Don’t panic, the secret realm is broken and the sound can no longer be transmitted.]

[Hongli: Huh, you scared me.]

Hei Yang Hongli's eyes flashed, and he looked into the Broken Secret Realm without confusion, watching the fierce battle in the field.

"!!!"

Facing the sword light that was ready to strike, Dogma suddenly felt suffocated. After swinging the sword, he saw the three people vomiting blood and flying backwards. They were obviously also seriously injured.

"Hoo! Come on!"

A flash of light flashed in Dogma's eyes, and he waved a giant ruler and stopped him in front of him: "It is a rule that this style will cause no harm!"

"Oops!"

The giant ruler turned into a stream of light and was directly equipped with sword light. The violent force exploded in front, crazily weakening the power of the sword light.

Although he was mostly weakened, the sword light still overwhelmed Dogma, tearing off pieces of flesh and blood from his body.

The latter gritted his teeth ferociously, and the wound cracked and healed.

I won!

Dogma felt the severe pain all over his body, but he smiled. This move would at most seriously injure him, but it would not threaten his life.

What can't defeat me will make me stronger!

This thought flashed through Dogma's mind, and then his vision suddenly went black. The severe pain from the back of his head stopped his brain for a moment.

"If you advance, never retreat!"

In silver armor, a flying general on a horse came with a halberd and charged towards Dogma. He didn't see his face, but his roar was deafening!

"Kill!"

Dogma's eyes went dark.

"..."

"Phew, it's done, as expected of me!"

Hong Butian pulled the small car made of door panels and walked to Zhao Zhuji, wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his head, and smiled.

"How about using this to transport a fellow student lying on the road back to the house? It's really a genius setting, isn't it?"

"Ah? Ah! Yes..."

Zhao Zhuji responded absently, her mind in chaos.

Just now, Hong Butian suddenly turned around and found her. Before she could start her performance, the former suddenly said "Zhuji, I need you", which made her stupid.

Then the other party said a bunch of things, but Zhao Zhuji didn't hear it. She only heard another sentence: "I knew you wouldn't be angry with me."

Then there was another burst of silence. I don't know what Hong Butian said, and then I heard "Let's leave quickly", and then I was dragged here by Hong Butian in a daze.

Hong Butian seemed to have said a lot of important news, but she picked out the most important ones at once, and at this time her entire computer went down.

"Let's go, do you want to go now?"

Zhao Zhuji was a little panicked and said: "I haven't gotten my household registration certificate yet..."

"Huh?"

Hong Butian had a question mark on his face and waved his hand.

"What? There are so many things. Let's go. Listen to me when you get there and just do it!"

"Do it directly!!!"

Zhao Zhuji's consciousness melted and she muttered: "Listen to you, listen to you..."

(Zhao Zhuji: Can the love brain die?)

The car kept circling around Wuliangjianmen, and Hong Butian looked at the quiet sect with an inexplicable sense of pleasure.

In a sect that has always had to behave, no matter how much he jumps around and yells, no one will stop him, and he has the urge to let himself go.

Just like the husky who has no one to care for at home, when he sees Teddy with his handsome face and grooming his dog, the whole person feels a lot more relaxed.

If you use another metaphor, it’s like being invisible in class. Even teachers and classmates can’t see you eating snacks and sleeping. Ahem!

"Zhuji Zhuji, over there, there is a senior brother hanging on the eaves over there."

"Oh oh oh, it's coming."

"Zhuji Zhuji, look at the tree over there. There is a junior sister lying on the branch and passed out."

"Ah, is it possible that she is really sleeping?"

"Absolutely impossible! Who can sleep at this time! Save her quickly!"

"Oh oh oh, it's coming."

"Zhuji, look over there. The two disciples there were probably fighting. Their clothes were torn. Pull them apart quickly."

"I can't hear, I can't hear!"

"???"

"Phew, finally done!"

Zhao Zhuji clapped her hands and said quietly: "Now all the arrangements have been made for all the fellow disciples."

"Pearls and pearls..."

"Ah? Is there any more somewhere? Where?"

"No, I mean..."

Hong Butian pointed to the sky with a complicated expression: "Look at the sky."

"Ah?"

Zhao Zhuji raised her head and looked at the sky above Wuliangjianmen, which was distorted for a while, as if someone was washing it with hands like clothes but using too much force, giving people an inexplicable feeling of palpitations, as if the sky was about to explode in the next second.

"Boom!"

Well, the sky really exploded.

Pieces of space debris fell, and the huge formation of Wuliang Sword Gate suddenly dimmed and closed itself.

The core of the formation is in the secret realm. The elder who originally set up the formation was still very proud, saying that it was hidden here and no one would be able to discover it.

The result, uh...

"Be careful, Zhuji!"

Hong Butian shouted angrily, pulled out the door panel on the car, ran to Zhao Zhuji, and covered their heads with the door panel.

"Hoo!"

Hong Butian breathed a long sigh of relief: "This way everything is foolproof!"

Zhao Zhuji: "..."

"I'm sorry for your foolproofness, who uses door panels to block space debris!

Are you foolproof or foolproof!

Why don't you just bring a coffin board over, and maybe it will be easier if we lie down in it!"

"Ah, yes!"

Hong Butian suddenly thought of something, exclaimed, touched the storage bag on his body, and poured out a coffin with an open lid!

Zhao Zhuji: "..."

It's not just what she said. It's not that big of a deal, brother, do you take a coffin with you when you go out?

Don't tell me that there is the corpse or remnant soul of a certain sect elder hidden inside, to help you with your next step of practice!

"Oh, what's that look in your eyes!"

Hong Butian looked at Zhao Zhuji's confused look, slid open the coffin with a gap left, and "sneaked out" to sit in. He also waved to Zhao Zhuji: "Come on, come on, squeeze in or not."

It can fit!"

"Ah this!"

Zhao Zhuji's heart skipped a beat. Did she jump directly to a joint burial before she even got married? Why is other people's love so sweet, but my love is from the underworld?

"No time to explain!"

Hong Butian jumped out and grabbed Zhao Zhuji's arm. Zhao Zhuji finally recovered and let out a exclamation. Then he was thrown into the coffin by Hong Butian. He followed closely and got in, closing the coffin lid.

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To be continued...