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The horse team galloped, and before it was dark night, it was already halfway to leave the Blood Refining Sect.

There are countless levels along the way, all of which have been leveled by Xie Laohan's money offensive, but they are just different values in different places, but they are also smooth.

There was even a time when they met a spirit seed real person, and Tang Xian exuded the fluctuations of a monk for the first time, that is, the fluctuations of a manifest monk, in a vain attempt to confuse them.

It's just funny that the spirit seed real person seems to be rigorous, but he just took a cursory look at it, and then left, presumably it is the 'Thunder Splitting Real Man' little golden man, and the impression of the true form realm cultivation is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Is that kid really just a manifestation of the triple realm? How is it possible, how is it possible for the manifestation realm to obtain the flesh and blood of the spirit seed demon beast? ”

Xie Laohan was deeply puzzled, and felt more and more the mystery of Tang Xian.

"If he's really a visible monk, why can't I feel it? Why did he take the initiative to emit fluctuations when the Spirit Seed Monk arrived? ”

"What is it for? What's the secret? ”

Xie Laohan thought about it, and he didn't dare not think about it anymore.

"Be safe and secure, don't pay attention to him, just treat him as if he doesn't exist." Old Man Xie secretly thought, "As long as you leave the Blood Refining Sect realm, and when you reach the realm of the Five Poisons Sect, I will persuade him to leave, and at that time, whether he is hidden or really a manifest cultivator will have nothing to do with me." ”

Xie Laohan made up his mind, didn't say a word, and continued to hurry.

When night fell, they did not reach the nearby towns, but set up camp in a small valley with a flat leeward wind.

It's not that horsepower can't work, as long as Chen Ping'er is weak and can't stand the rush.

Set up camp and light a bonfire, but there are no tents, but many of them are martial artists, and sleeping in the open is not much of a problem.

Only Chen Ping'er stayed in the carriage and took out a thick blanket.

Everyone had a simple meal, Chen Ping'er's appetite was lackluster, so he simply nibbled on a few bites of dry steamed buns, and also got out of the carriage and sat on the edge of the bonfire, enjoying the warmth.

Cracking sound.

The bonfire burned vigorously, several bonfires, and everyone sat together, eating dried steamed buns.

"Tang Gongzi, you say, what is the best thing in the world?"

Chen Ping'er held her little chin with both hands and asked with interest, her eyes staring at the starry sky above her head, but she couldn't do without eating in three sentences.

"Sure enough, it's a snack guy."

Tang Xian laughed secretly, and said again: "The best food?" Well, I don't know ,,,, maybe, but what she makes is the best. ”

Tang Xian couldn't help but think of Rou'er, when he was sick in bed, Rou'er worked hard to boil the decoction that came out of painstaking efforts, which may be the deepest memory in Tang Xian's heart.

Although it is bitter, it is also sweet.

Some memories are far more profound and fresh than the taste buds.

It's like the meat of this golden crow, although it is beautiful, Tang Xian will definitely eat something better in the future, and he may forget about the meat of this golden crow.

But that bowl of soup and medicine, Tang Xian will never forget it for the rest of his life.

"Who is she?"

Chen Ping'er's little eyes lit up, and she asked very gossipy, this may be the inferior nature of all women.

Tang Xian grinned and said with a little memory: "She,,, like you, she is simple and kind,,, stupid,,, but she is willing to give everything for me,,,

told the story, but Tang Xian suddenly stopped abruptly and couldn't talk anymore.

Because he was afraid that if he continued to talk about it, he would cry and lose his temper.

fell in love at first, but had no choice but to separate.

I can't see it if I want to.

Tang Xian lay on the ground, looking at the starry sky above his head, only to feel that his longing for Rou'er was getting stronger and stronger, and he couldn't extricate himself.

"She's really a happy girl, and someone like you thinks ,,,, if it's me,"

Chen Ping'er said enviously, and then stopped talking, her pretty face was delicate.

Tang Xian looked at the delicate Chen Ping'er, and couldn't help but feel moved, but he hurriedly suppressed his mind and pretended not to care and rubbed Chen Ping'er's little brain.

"Yes, you're so cute,,, you'll find a perfect partner."

Chen Ping'er snorted, letting Tang Xian's jade hand rub his head indiscriminately, and his little face became more and more ruddy.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Tian originally went to distribute supplies to everyone, and Xie Laohan also went to check around to see if there was anything unusual.

So there were only Tang Xian and the two of them left in the bonfire, and at this time, Chen Tianfeng ran back in a hurry, and saw that Tang Xian was actually rubbing Chen Ping'er's little head affectionately, and he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart!!

"Forehead ,,,"

Old Tang Xian's face turned red, and he removed his palm under Chen Tian's angry gaze, and said embarrassedly: "Sister Ping'er is so cute,,, hehe,,,"

Chen Tian tried even harder when he heard this, and said indignantly: "Is Ping'er sister your name?" ”

Saying that, the white rabbit above his head appeared again, Tang Xian shrugged his shoulders helplessly at Chen Ping'er, but in Chen Ping'er's eyes, he felt all kinds of grievances.

"Brother!! Chen Ping'er's mouth pursed up, and she said solemnly with displeasure, "You really hate it!! ”

After speaking, he pulled up Tang Xian and got into the carriage without his head!

Chen Tian stood in place, stunned, his face was pale, and he was in disbelief.

"What's wrong? The complexion is so ugly. ”

Xie Laohan walked away slowly, looking at Chen Tian with the appearance of a dead father, he couldn't help but ask softly, full of doubts.

Chen Tian didn't say anything, just glared at the carriage fiercely, and then strode away, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

Tang Xian in the carriage had already noticed Chen Tian's demeanor, but he smiled indifferently, he didn't think that Chen Tian had the ability to hurt him, nor did he think that Xie Laohan had the ability.

There was a charming atmosphere in the carriage, Tang Xian was embarrassed, Chen Ping'er was unaware, his big eyes flickered and looked at Tang Xian, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Tang Xian sat cross-legged, leaning against the small corner of the carriage, and continued to practice the technique of distraction.

Gradually, the night grew thicker, and the hazy moonlight shone on the carriage, black, but not pitch black.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Ping'er's voice gradually stabilized, and she pulled the blanket on her body, as if she was sleeping soundly.

Tang Xian got up, got out of the carriage, and with the force under his feet, he jumped to a big tree, half-up.

Tell me about it.

There were bursts of light footsteps, and a few more sounds of breaking the air.

"The moon is not dark, the wind is not high, do you want to kill?"

Tang Xian grinned, as if he had thought of it a long time ago.

"There are four true types, and there are twelve in the manifestation realm,,, tsk, that old man Xie is just a monk of the true type,,"

"What is it that can make people come up with such a big battle for a mere true type?"

Tang Xian hugged his shoulders and smiled, waiting for a good show.

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