You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Chapter 349 Wuji Visits Bian Xing

Southern border, the outskirts of the Warcraft territory.

In the dense forest, there is a quiet open space.

In the open space, a simple house stood alone beside the gurgling river.

The river water is crystal clear and sparkling, reflecting the lush trees on the shore and the blue sky.

At this moment, by the river, Zhao Qingxi, with his snow-white hair, was concentrating on washing fresh vegetables.

She is in good spirits and her movements are skillful and neat.

Suddenly, a heroic shout broke the silence.

"Qingxi! I'm back!" Along with the shout, Bian Xing, dressed as a hunter, walked towards this side with a big laugh.

I saw that he was dragging a huge black bear tightly in his hand. The black bear was covered with golden lines and looked extremely ferocious.

But at this moment, half of its head had deflated, and it was obvious that it was deader than dead.

"Take a quick look at what I have gained today! I actually encountered a bear in the Spiritualization Stage!"

Bian Xing had a smug look on his face, and he dropped the black bear in his hand heavily to the ground, making a dull sound.

"Haha, you are in for a treat today. This is an extremely rare golden-patterned demon bear! Its meat is not only not dry, but also very chewy!"

Hearing this, Zhao Qingxi stopped what he was doing, raised his hand to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead, slowly stood up, and walked towards Bian Xing.

When she got closer, she smiled, stretched out her hands, and took the bear's body, which had long since lost its breath.

However, he couldn't help but complain: "Why did you come back so late? There are old friends waiting for you at home."

"An old friend?" Bian Xing was slightly stunned when he heard this, with a puzzled look on his face, "Is it your old friend?"

Zhao Qingxi shook her head slightly, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "How could I have any old friends? If it weren't for Mr. Liu's kindness in taking me in, I would have starved to death on the street."

“It’s your old friend!”

"My old friend?" Bian Xing looked confused.

Although Bian Xing and Wuji founded the Wuji Holy Land together,

But he never cared about government affairs and spent his days drinking. Basically, it could be said that the person in the entire Holy Land who was most familiar with him and could be called an old friend was only Fu Xin.

"Could it be that Liu Yuntian has something to talk to me about?" Bian Xing muttered to himself suspiciously, while walking towards the slightly shabby wooden house not far away.

When he reached out and gently pushed open the door, the first thing that came into view was a lonely figure sitting quietly in the room.

The man had his back to the door, with only one arm left. Occasionally, he would pick up the bowl on the table beside him and slowly take a sip of the steaming hot water.

Bian Xing calmed himself down and asked, "Who are you?"

As he spoke, he secretly released his powerful perception ability, trying to detect even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power in the other person's body.

However, what surprised him was that he could not detect any spiritual energy from the other party.

You know, in this world where spiritual power is respected, everyone's spiritual power has unique properties and characteristics.

People who are familiar with each other can often immediately tell who the other person is by just slightly sensing the spiritual power emanating from the other person, without having to see the other person's face in person.

The only exception is Liu Yuntian. His spiritual power sometimes appears as a dazzling yellow light, and sometimes turns into an elegant light red. This unpredictable situation always confuses Bian Xing.

But the person in front of him was even more bizarre and strange.

Not only was he missing an arm, but there was no sign of spiritual power in his body.

But the strange thing was that just by looking at the back of the person sitting there quietly, Bian Xing couldn't help but feel a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

In an instant, a terrible thought flashed through his mind - could it be that the assassin sent by Wuji came to his door?

But now, the only strong people in the whole continent who can kill him are those few saints and Liu Yuntian. The probability that he is a killer should be small because Wuji knows his background.

No one below the Mahayana can be his opponent.

The strange figure in front of him made him even more confused.

What's more, before this, he had already learned a shocking news: that Lin Ying was being punished by heaven!

Judging from the time passed, by now, Lin Ying might have been exhausted of his vitality by the Five Signs of Degeneration and died.

As for Wuji, his fate was even more miserable. He was directly killed by Liu Yuntian in front of the formation!

Although he couldn't help feeling a little sad after hearing the news, he felt more relieved, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.

The guilt that had been weighing on my heart for a long time towards Wuji seemed to have disappeared without a trace along with the passing of Wuji's life...

"Living such a simple life is not like you at all." The one-armed man turned his head slowly.

At the same time, Bian Xing's pupils began to shrink rapidly and uncontrollably due to the other party's turning movement.

"Wu...Wuji?!" Bian Xing's face was full of disbelief and he couldn't help but shout out loud.

His voice became unusually sharp and high-pitched because of extreme shock, so much so that the shout spread far away, and even Zhao Qingxi who was busy in the distance was startled.

After she heard the noise, she hurried over here and asked loudly, "What happened?"

At this time, Bian Xing's body was still shaking slightly. He turned his head with difficulty and turned his pupils, which were dilated to the extreme with fear, to Zhao Qingxi who was running towards him.

Then he swallowed hard and a gurgling sound came from his throat, as if he wanted to say something but was too shocked to organize his words.

"Maybe it's because we are old friends, and your husband is quite surprised to see me?"

Wuji raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a playful smile and said jokingly.

There was a hint of mischief in his eyes, bright as stars, as if he had seen through everything.

"You two are getting married, and yet you didn't even ask me to be the witness. Today, I'm going to give you a hard time!"

When Zhao Qingxi heard Wuji's words, she rolled her eyes at Bian Xing coquettishly, but felt a little embarrassed in her heart.

Although he had heard the name Wuji from Bian Xing countless times before, he had no specific impression of him because he had never seen him in person.

More importantly, the person in front of him had only one arm. This unique image was completely different from the Wuji described by Bian Xing.

Because of this, Zhao Qingxi couldn't connect the two of them together no matter what.

"Ouch! This is so embarrassing!"

"I...I'm going to cook!"

Seeing Zhao Qingxi running away shyly, Bian Xing actually felt relieved.

Then he walked to the opposite side of Wuji with a serious expression and sat down, a drop of cold sweat sliding down his forehead, "Are you... coming here to settle accounts with me?"