Finally, under Qin Jing's constant advice, the final posture also changed from carrying to carrying it.

Fei Tianyuan carried a girl on her back like this, pinned with the sword of killing immortals on the left and the "virtual" knife on the right, leisurely, humming a song and walking out of the city, but during this period, she never saw any demon warriors again.

"Where did you say those demon warriors went?" Seeing this, Qin Jing asked in puzzlement.

"Naturally, it's avoiding us!" Fei Tianyuan said as a matter of course.

"Serious." Qin Jing patted Fei Tianyuan's shoulder.

"Ah, it was I who won the most serious duel with the warriors of their race, so I gained their respect, and therefore no longer hindered us." Fei Tianyuan straightened his face and explained seriously.

"Oh, I see! No wonder you fought with that demon like that at that time.,I thought at the time.。。。 Qin Jing wanted to speak and stopped.

"Why?" Fei Tianyuan asked.

"I thought I'd say to you again: 'Brains are a good thing'!" Qin Jing laughed.

"Whew!" Fei Tianyuan sighed.

"What's wrong?" Sensing the sudden solemnity of the atmosphere, Qin Jing couldn't help blurting out a question, but as soon as she looked up, she saw an old man with unusually huge double horns, blocking in front of the city gate, and his cloudy yellow eyes were looking the two up and down.

"Can I walk?" Yan Tianyuan looked at the old man in front of the city gate intently and asked.

"Hmm!" Qin Jing nodded, then directly broke free from Fei Tianyuan's back, and pulled out his Immortal Killing Sword from his left waist, standing beside him, looking around.

At this time, Fei Tianyuan also took out the "void" knife that he pinned to his right waist, and after taking two deep breaths, he whispered: "Later, I will stab with all my strength, and you will also feint to attack his left, and he should give priority to dealing with my trouble on both sides, and then this line of life depends on whether you can grasp it." ”

"What do you mean?" Qin Jing's face turned cold and asked.

"It means that you want to run, so straightforward, you still don't understand?" Fei Tianyuan asked rhetorically.

"What are you?" Qin Jing straightened her sword and asked.

"It's every boy's prince who kills the dragon and rescues the princess - Prince Charming's dream!" Fei Tianyuan looked at the old man over there who had not moved, and laughed at himself.

"But why do you want me to do what you say?" Qin Jing asked again.

"Just because I'm your future man!" Fei Tianyuan smiled and said.

"Give you some paint, you really opened a dye room?!" Qin Jing scoffed.

"Just listen to me once, okay!" Fei Tianyuan tilted his head, looked at Qin Jing and asked.

"Yu Feng, Zhanmeng, Rouzhao, Qiangyuan, Zhu Yong, Tu Wei, Shangzhang, Chongguang, Xuanhuang, Zhaoyang。。。。。。" I only heard Qin Jing muttering there.

Yan Tianyuan looked at her, and after listening for a while, he smiled and turned away.

The syllables in Qin Jing's mouth became more and more complicated.

At this time, Fu Tianyuan turned around suddenly, and saw a hand knife slashed at Qin Jing's snow-white neck.

The latter fainted.

"You don't believe me when I say I read a lot, and you want to lie to me in the primeval language, silly girl! Although I don't know how the Sword of Killing Immortals is used, it should be extremely harmful to the body, otherwise it would not have been this sword for so many years, and none of them would have a lifespan of more than a thousand. Fu Tianyuan caught Qin Jing's delicate body, gently laid it flat on the ground, looked at the old man on the other side who had not moved, and shouted, "Old man, don't pretend, I know you can understand our language." ”

The old man on the other side really squinted and smiled.

"I'll deal with you, but this girl, you have to make sure that she is alive, at least her identity is here, as long as she lives, she can provide you with the greatest benefit." Yan Tianyuan threw the knife to the ground and kicked it aside.

"Killing Immortal Sword Master! I know that it is nothing more than the royal family of the Qin State or the defending family. The old man suddenly spoke, and the authentic standard official dialect of the Chinese tribes made people even have the illusion that this old man was originally a local.

Yan Tianyuan didn't speak, just looked at the old man quietly.

"But I think we'd get more benefit if we killed her." The old man looked at the girl lying on the ground and said.

Yan Tianyuan also looked at her, opened her mouth, and finally failed to make any sound.

"All of this, you can only blame yourself for being too weak!" The old man slowly picked up the "virtual" knife that was thrown aside, and put it in front of his eyes to look at it carefully.

"You Seven Holy Monarchs are at my age, which one is as powerful as me?" Yan Tianyuan stroked the face of the girl lying on the ground and responded lightly.

"As far as I know, of the seven Saint Monarchs who are still alive now, there are three who are above you, and the remaining four are all accumulations." The old man said with a smile.

"Oh, let them try it then?!" Fei Tianyuan looked at the old man and said proudly.

"How can they have the time to try with you?" The old man said.

"Don't you dare?!" Fei Tianyuan still lowered his head and looked at Qin Jing's side face.

"Huh?" The old man asked puzzled.

"I'm afraid that their reputation for the rest of their lives will be bad for me!" Fei Tianyuan grinned and smiled.

"Oh?" The old man looked at Fei Tianyuan with interest, "The young man has a good plan, and he still uses the radical method, but unfortunately you guessed wrong, I am not one of those seven people!" ”

"Then you're not in my eyes!" Fei Tianyuan tilted his head and smiled.

"Heh, the young man is in good spirits!" The old man exclaimed.

"Of course, who is my concubine Tianyuan?!" Fei Tianyuan pouted his nose.

"Your last name?" The old man asked.

"That's right." Anyway, as soon as Heng Zhi died, Fei Tianyuan simply admitted it directly.

"No wonder you feel so familiar with the smell of blood in your body!" The old man raised his eyebrows and said with some words.

"Oh?!" This time it was Fei Tianyuan's turn to ask with doubts.

"How is Fei Lingxuan now?" The old man asked suddenly.

"The old ancestor is very good!" Fei Tianyuan didn't dare to reveal a true detail, so he replied like this.

"What a scourge to live for a thousand years!" The old man sighed.

"Uhhh

"Of course, I'm also an old scourge." The old man added.

“。。。。。。” Fei Tianyuan was so made by the old man that he couldn't say a word at this time.

"I remember back then, he couldn't lift his head on the battlefield because of me!" The old man touched his beard and nodded, as if he was recalling life with a blur in his eyes.

"As far as I know, my ancestor has never been defeated." Fei Tianyuan couldn't help but prompt.

"You know!" The old man glanced at Fei Tianyuan and said contemptuously.

"Please tell me!" Fei Tianyuan arched his hand.

"That's a, a story from a long, long time ago。。。。。。" The old man's chatterbox was thus opened.