Zhang Yun was a little helpless, he didn't want to show his skills in front of ordinary people, it was really because the icy meridians in his body and the forcibly reconstructed dantian were too fragile once they were separated from the far more piercing Xuanbing pool water, and it was most suitable to kill these four unlucky ghost dragons who had been tossed by him for a few hours with the combination of qi flow and sword intent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info But the kid in front of him kowtowed endlessly, and kept calling him "Immortal Chief", which was not Zhang Yun's original wish.

"You get up. Zhang Yun, who was kowtowed and was caught off guard, saw that his words were ineffective, so he had to pick his fingers and pull the air machine around, invisibly bringing the young man to stand up. This is still not what he wants to show, only because of the chill in his body at this moment will be held in the meridians, if he rashly touches a living thing, it will probably be the result of grass and human life.

In Zhang Yun's opinion, there is no behavior, in the eyes of Mu Li, a young man, it is "the means of gods and people, and the ability of immortals". Mu Li, who didn't dare to kneel and kowtow casually, looked at the immortal in front of him with a look of adoration who could wave that kind of monster like an ant, and could gather water into ice and then condense ice into a flying sword, and his eyes were full of fanatical worship without turning a bit.

That is the young man's yearning for the gods in the sky, and it is the ecstasy after the yearning is realized.

"I'm not a god. Zhang Yun shook his head helplessly, he actually wanted to explain this kind of inexplicable thing to a child. With a wry smile, Zhang Yun changed his slightly dignified tone and continued, "I need a secluded place to recuperate, take me there." ”

This sentence is really thousands of times more effective than the previous sentence "I am not an immortal", the young man Mu Li turned his head and left excitedly, and he did not forget to repeat continuously: "The immortal chief will come to my house, my house is in the southernmost part of the village, not far from here, and the distance from other families in the village is very far, usually no one will come over for ten days and a half months, it is definitely suitable for the immortal chief to rest." ”

Zhang Yun always kept his expression tense to ensure that his "immortal majesty" did not fall, and finally gradually called the young man to quiet down.

The small courtyard in front of him was clean and tidy, but it made Zhang Yun feel a little unhappy at a glance. The location of this small courtyard was supposed to be the most blessed place in this valley, but for some reason, the qi engine became chaotic.

Zhang Yun's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately discovered the source of the qi change.

A woman with outstanding looks but a lifeless face. The woman pushed the door out, and her dead-like face immediately changed after seeing Zhang Yun, including surprise, fear, anger, and hostility.

Zhang Yun was a little surprised that this woman seemed to be able to "see" the flow of qi like himself, and then suddenly he was stunned.

This is a waiter who guards the blessed land and stays in the cave. This kind of person is usually a martial arts scattered person who travels the world, or by chance or intentionally searching, and when he gets a blessed place, he will settle down and practice penance, and pass it on from generation to generation. Many Jianghu sects are actually passed down from generation to generation by these so-called "attendants", and eventually become a towering shadow.

Zhang Yun didn't think that the woman in front of him would be a real "waiter", he said that for unknown reasons, everything came from his intuition that was still strong after amnesia.

raised his hand to salute, but Zhang Yun lowered the two hands that should have been holding fists in front of him. He saw some unexpected changes, but he didn't intend to stop the woman from speaking up.

"Get here, get here!" the woman's voice was unusually high-pitched, and the intense fear and hostility contained in it were obvious, and it was conceivable that she did not usually speak in such a voice.

Mu Li was thinking about whether he would make his mother happy when he brought back a fairy figure, but at this moment, his ears hurt when he was pierced by a sharp and piercing cry from the woman, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around and run.

"Carp, come over to my mother's side. The woman's suddenly, gentle and soothing voice nailed Mu Li's idea of escaping that Mu Li had practiced for many years.

Mu Lili could hardly remember the last time he heard the nickname "Liyuer", or if he had never been called that at all. He stupidly looked up at his mother, who looked at his mother with a gentle and caring look, a little overwhelmed and a little flattered. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, and in the end he just turned around and said to Zhang Yun with a smile, "Immortal please", and strode to the front of his mother.

A heart fluttered as if he saw the village flower grow up the year before last, but this time Mu Li wanted to cry even more, because he could be sure that his mother was indeed talking gently, looking at him gently, and even his eyes were full of apology and care.

For a moment, Mu Li even wondered if the woman in front of him was really his mother, and then slapped himself, knelt in front of the woman with a plop, kowtowed respectfully three times, and then called out the "mother" in probably the hardest way he had lived for more than ten years.

The woman smiled, this was probably the first time that her son really called himself "mother" with all his heart and affection. Soon all the expressions on the woman's face disappeared, because she knew that the "mother" just now would also be the last.

Raising his feet, the delicate cloth shoes kicked forward with the woman, and the young Mu Lili crashed into the firewood room not far away, with an unbelievable look, looked at his mother for a moment, and then fainted.

"I'll bury you in the courtyard. The woman's headless words came out, and the momentum of the whole person changed suddenly. No longer lifeless, no longer weak, an ethereal aura that should not exist in the world suddenly condensed and formed.

Zhang Yun's brows tightened, his left hand stretched forward, and then he lowered his elbows and raised his arms in front of him. There was a long sword made of qi around his fingertips, fluttering like a living snake climbing up and down, as if it was currying favor with Zhang Yun.

"I think I should know about you. Zhang Yun pressed the back of his head with his right hand, and the tingling pain was extremely unbearable for the meridians in his body that were actually very fragile at the moment, "It's a pity that I can't think of it." ”

The woman didn't intend to delve into the question of whether she knew Zhang Yun or not, she wasn't surprised that Zhang Yun raised her arms and stretched out her fingers to lower her qi sword, she had long been used to this kind of means. However, it is undeniable that women no longer regard Zhang Yun as a very good opponent, for example, she is much more serious and generous in her second round.

Three hundred and sixty small swords condensed by qi came like rain.

Dare to act like this under the guise of strength?Kill without paying attention to your face?Just because I am angry!?

Zhang Yun's anger rose, and the wisp of qi sword qi that circled his fingertips suddenly gave birth to green mangs, and then green and golden and white, and finally turned into a wisp of bright sword intent that could only be seen in the eyes of martial arts masters, and disappeared as Zhang Yun raised his arm and pointed to the sky.