Zhang Xian really didn't bring many masters when he came out this time, Xu Changshun came to protect Xu Man, others don't beat him baby Yun'er, he won't make a move, as for helping Zhang Xian, it is also because he has asked for help, but he is not a random shot, after all, he is a powerful person, his identity is there, he must be reserved, and it is okay to come forward to deter, of course, it is against the enemy who is higher than Zhang Xian's cultivation.

Zhang Heng is a loyal guard who follows Zhang Xian wherever he goes, but he is also measured, this is what Zhang Xian requires, not to endanger his life, Zhang Heng generally does not come forward, in fact, Zhang Xian intends to temper himself.

Zhang Xian is not the kind of lone cultivator who eats enough for the whole family and does not go hungry, he has a large group of people who need to survive and eat, so he has hole cards to ensure the safety of his life.

But the way of cultivation is not like a flower in a greenhouse, it needs to be baptized by wind and waves, so Zhang Xiancai instructed the people who secretly protect him not to act lightly, let the opponent be a sparring partner, and squeeze out his potential, so that he can walk normally and the Tao is condensed.

He handed over state affairs to his subordinates, in fact, it was a joke for everyone to complain a few words, because everyone understood that it was not Zhang Xian who was really in charge, but in practice, because this world believes in the respect of the strong, if his country's major cultivation is too poor, it will be untenable after all, so everyone understands Zhang Xian, even if he is not there, everyone is doing their best to do their job, and even Zhang Xian's part, the work they can bring has also been done.

Zhang Xian looked at the woods, decorated with maple leaves in the morning light, and the scenery there was full of dreamy colors.

"Ling'er, that maple leaf doesn't seem to be bright enough. ”

He whispered to Bai Ling'er beside him.

"It's not like the Turin Mountains. ”

"Hehe,"

Laughed dryly, he said this to Bai Ling'er, it was really like playing the piano to a tiger, Bai Ling'er always couldn't get rid of the nature of the spirit beast, and he didn't understand the amorous feelings.

"Wouldn't it be better to say that there was some blood on those maple leaves? ”

"Well, I think there are a lot of people out there who are not right-minded, and if you smash their heads into the flowers, the blood will spray and the leaves will be bright. ”

Shaking her head, Zhang Xian no longer teased Bai Ling'er, her mind was on smashing people with a big stick.

"You say we're going to go over or wait for them to come out?"

"Of course it is, otherwise how could those leaves change color. ”

Okay, Zhang Xian took Bai Ling'er into the ditch.

It seems that it will take a long time and patience to talk about the style with the little white tiger.

"Then let's go. ”

Zhang Xian toeed a little, flew over the pond, to the meadow, at a little weed mound floating on the water, a few longitudinal crosses to the foot of the mountain, looking back, Bai Ling'er did not lag behind at all, he landed, Bai Ling'er also came to his side.

"The dragon walks the clouds and the tiger walks the wind, Ling'er, your wind walking skills are also very powerful. ”

"It's a little worse than when it was in the mountains of Turin. ”

Bai Ling'er means that she is stronger than after she transforms before she transforms, of course Zhang Xian knows this, if Bai Ling'er doesn't transform, it is a natural skill, and there is no flaw in body coordination, after transformation, the body changes, which is equivalent to starting from scratch, so all skills will start to decline.

'If you do well today, maybe you can get back to the same and you can go further. ”

"That's good. ”

Bai Ling'er was also irritable because of these performances during this time, after all, watching other people's cultivation progress by leaps and bounds, but his own progress was slow, there must be a knot, but some time ago, because he found his seriously injured father, his mind was on his father, and he was distracted, and now that his father is getting better, he noticed that his cultivation has not made much progress, and naturally there is a knot.

There are indeed many people in ambush in the forest, but they are not fully prepared, and one person is not in place yet, so they hide and do not move, how can Zhang Xian send it to the door by himself, these people have doubts, but also rejoice.

"What should I do?"

A young man asked the old man next to him a little nervously.

"Has Song Lao arrived?"

"Not yet. ”

"What's going on?"

The old man ignored the young man, but said impatiently to the other old man.