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Li Zi'an is practicing swordsmanship as always, and one move and one style is exactly the family swordsmanship that the Li family has inherited for a long time.

However, as the colorful butterfly reappeared, and the beautiful wings flapped gently, those transparent powders secretly floated towards Li Zi'an again, but Li Zi'an was unconscious, still caring about his family swordsmanship.

Suddenly, with the slow miraculous effect of the dream fan, the speed of the long sword in Li Zi'an's hand gradually became faster, and the trajectory of the long sword also changed.

The family swordsmanship that he learned from childhood to adulthood has slowly departed from the original style in his hands, no longer the previous light and free, but is full of a kind of simplicity and simplification.

"No! This swordsmanship is not a family heirloom swordsmanship taught to me by my father at all!"

Li Zi'an gradually realized that something was wrong with him, and suddenly stopped practicing swordsmanship, and stood in place with a puzzled face, looking at the still bright long sword in his hand.

"This sword technique is more subtle than the Fufeng Sword that my father passed on to me. But why, I never have any memory of learning this swordsmanship in my memory?"

Full of doubts, Li Zi'an caught a glimpse of a cluster of flowers blooming next to him, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity appeared in his heart, prompting him to slowly walk towards the flowers step by step.

Li Zi'an stopped at the edge of the flowers, and suddenly found that on the most delicate flower among the flowers, there was a colorful and beautiful butterfly.

"Butterflies?"

Looking at the beautiful butterfly in front of him, Li Zi couldn't help but feel a sense of closeness, and his right hand couldn't help but slowly stretch out towards the butterfly.

At this moment, Li Zi'an was shocked, and an incomparably familiar feeling suddenly hit his heart, he suddenly felt that the scene in front of him changed suddenly, and his outstretched right hand stopped in mid-air.

It's still the same sunshine, it's still the same sea of flowers, it's still the same gust of wind, it's still the same swordsman in Tsing Yi, and even the long sword hidden in the sheath on his back is exactly the same.

However, this time, the scene Li Zi'an saw was reborn.

Unlike the white light that suddenly appeared last time, the face of the swordsman in Tsing Yi was still blurred, but after he stretched out his right hand, Li Zi'an clearly saw his next move.

The index finger of the swordsman in Tsing Yi bent his right hand slightly, and slowly stretched out towards a delicate flower in front of him, and then he saw a colorful butterfly slowly flapping its beautiful wings, and it was very natural to fly towards his right hand.

A breeze rose again, and in the rain of flowers flying in the sky, the robe of the swordsman in Tsing Yi fluttered gently with the breeze, and the colorful butterfly stopped flapping its wings and stopped quietly at the tip of his right finger.

The gentle sunshine, the refreshing faint fragrance of flowers, the beautiful flower rain flying all over the sky, the swordsman's blue robe gently blown by the breeze, and the beautiful butterflies that stopped at his fingertips, this extraordinarily harmonious scene was deeply imprinted in Li Zi'an's mind, and then slowly drowned out by a burst of white light.

"Don't!"

That familiar feeling became strong again, and Li Zi'an subconsciously stretched out his hand, trying to hold on to the disappearing picture, but suddenly the feeling of grasping the emptiness in his hand brought him back to reality again.

Li Zi'an, who came back to his senses, was in a trance, and stood beside the flowers in a daze, slightly distracted. The breeze blows, the flowers in the garden sway slightly, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers fills the air, but the colorful and beautiful butterfly has long since disappeared.

"What the hell is this?"

In the breeze with the scent of flowers, Li Zi'an's murmuring could be heard.

In the main hall of the Dao Palace, Bai Yuechen was thinking about the key points of the reincarnation continuation ceremony.

"Do you need to sacrifice half of the demon power on the demon clan's side, and the reincarnated person has always had the same name and different surname?"

Bai Yuechen thought for a moment, and then gave an order.

"Someone. ”

A monk walked into the temple.

"Your Excellency!"

Bai Yuechen opened his mouth and said, "Check it for me, all the monks named 'Zi'an' in the history of the Dao Alliance, sort out the list and bring it to me within three days." ”

The monk was slightly stunned, but still obeyed: "Yes! Your Excellency!" and then withdrew from the main hall.

As his monks left the main hall, Bai Yuechen slowly stood up from his high position, his eyes looking in the direction of the Li Mansion were slightly more complicated, and he smiled slightly: "Is it the love of shemales?

"And ......"

Bai Yuechen glanced at the direction of Tu Shan, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "None of them are fuel-efficient lamps." ”

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At the same time, the Western Regions.

Li Xueyang, who was in charge of chasing the Red Whisker Fire Dragon, finally successfully intercepted the Red Whisker Fire Dragon whose demonic power was close to exhaustion after three days and three nights of relentless pursuit.

"You crazy woman, don't you just eat a few lowly mortals? You have been chasing me for so long, are you sick in the head?"

A red-covered catfish spirit collapsed panting on the sand, scolding at Li Xueyang.

Li Xue raised her eyebrows, looked at the red-whiskered fire dragon with a look of anger in and out of breath, and said: "I have been following the young master for so long, and the young master told me that for monsters, especially when encountering evil-doers like you, there is one of the best ways to deal with it." ”

The red-whiskered fire dragon was slightly stunned, and subconsciously asked, "What way?"

"That is, if you can do it, try to be as little verbose as possible!"

As soon as the words fell, Li Xueyang sneered, and the ice-blue cold qi all over his body ran wildly again, and the Ice Ling Snow Spear slashed out a huge ice blade, accelerating towards the Red Whisker Fire Dragon.

However, just as the cold air was about to touch the body of the red-whiskered fire dragon, a triumphant smile appeared on the face of the red-whiskered fire dragon who had exhausted his demonic strength.

"Not good!"

Li Xueyang, who instantly felt that something was wrong, withdrew the spear in time, and the ice-blue cold qi suddenly erupted from his body, and then turned around and slashed, splitting the huge fireball that hit him in two at some point, and instantly transferred to a hundred meters away, looking at the group of demon clans that appeared around him at some point.

At this time, a flame banshee with five snake tails helped the red-whiskered fire dragon on the ground up, and glanced at Li Xueyang, who was alone, with great interest.

"Haha! Crazy woman, you think there's no reason to keep running this way? How about it! Lao Tzu's Red Sand Demon Thieves are not easy to mess with, don't worry, I'll bake you all over and eat it, and I won't let your deep cultivation be in vain!"

Listening to the arrogant laughter of the red-whiskered fire dragon, Li Xue raised her brows and frowned.

"There are so many of them, and now it's a big problem. ”

And just as Li Xueyang was thinking about how to deal with it, an intermittent voice sounded in everyone's ears: "Aunt, girl, you, you, do you need help, help, help?"

The grim atmosphere was washed away by this stammering sentence, and everyone turned their eyes to the direction from which the voice came.

I saw a handsome young man appear in the flying sand, the young man was wearing luxurious clothes, and there was a pair of yellow beast ears on his head, but he looked noble at the moment, but he was making trouble with the back of his head with his hand, looking at everyone nervously.

"Who are you?"

Li Xueyang frowned.

"I, I, my name is Fan Yunfei, he, he, they bully more, bully less, I, I help you. ”

The demon clan boy stammered and finished speaking, looking at Li Xueyang and smirking.