Xia Ji's concerned gaze warmed Meng Po from the bottom of her heart, she felt that she had never been so close to her husband, although she was silent, although there was no sweet words, but her heart was satisfied at once, no matter how many people around her could not enter her eyes, she only felt that there was only a young man in front of her in this world.

She smiled.

The smile is very sweet.

The sweet one is not adulterated at all.

"Sir... I'm fine. ”

However, Xia Ji was a swordsman who loved his wife at this time, so he stubbornly squatted in front of Meng Po and gently rubbed her calves.

Distance...

Yang Yan lowered his head and walked down quickly, about to retrieve the sword, but when he saw the direction in which the sword fell, it was his junior brother.

And the junior brother was warming up with the woman.

Yang Yan had nowhere to vent his anger, so he said coldly: "Senior brother, you only have this ability!"

Xia Ji didn't care.

He wasn't ready to make a move, and he wasn't ready to say anything.

But Meng Po directly raised her voice and said, "Say I'm sorry." ”

Yang Yan snorted and said, "No, I don't care about your apology yet, hum!"

He was slapped in the face, and he had to find someone to step on it, so it seemed to be comfortable.

Meng Po said coldly: "I asked you to say I'm sorry!!"

Yang Yan: "What??"

This eldest disciple of the Kunlun Sword Immortal, a descendant of the Yang family, couldn't help but laugh, as if he had heard a very funny joke.

Xia Ji suddenly closed his eyes.

Meng Po quarreled wildly with the little sword.

Xia Ji closed his eyes, not because he didn't want to care about the affairs here, but because he had obtained an extremely important new message from one of his distractions:

Ten days Fusang told Ma Mian that the name of the seat of the Holy Congregation in Kunlun Ruins was "Queen Mother of the West", and now the "Queen Mother of the West" was refining the Sun Yi Qi in the Sun Radiance Bottle, so he could not take action, and Ma Mian needed to deal with the many demons that might exist alone.

And then there is a lot of bits and pieces of information ...

For other information, Xia Ji doesn't care.

Only the five words "Sun Shine Bottle" are deafening.

He still remembered the Yin and Yang Erqi, and there was a high probability that Tu Shan Ningning could wake up, which was something he was determined to obtain, but he didn't expect that "if he planted flowers with his heart, he would not bloom without intentionally planting willows and willows", and he couldn't find it, but now he suddenly knew it easily.

He began to think in his heart.

So...

There are three things that Kunlun Ruins need to execute.

The first, the transport container, the horse face is further driven into the interior of the immortal.

The second is to take control of the Kunlun Ruins in order to cope with the arrival of the emperor more than ten years later.

The third piece is this treasure "Sun Shine Bottle".

Moment...

He concluded that Ma Mian couldn't accomplish these three things alone, because her style of action was too unique and easy to be recognized, and the others, as the Nine Peaks Holy Society, who were going to go on behalf of the Ten Days Fusang, must be under the spotlight at all times, and it was also very inconvenient to move.

Then, I also need to go once, and then the main soul and the split soul cooperate to complete these three things.

If you want to go, then you have to enter the "Kunlun Dao Sect's List of Transporters", then... You can't be so weak.

In an instant, more than ten thoughts had flashed through Xia Ji's old man's mind, and he analyzed things clearly like a cow, and changed his mind that he didn't plan to make a move.

Yang Yan and Meng Po are still arguing.

Meng Po couldn't wait to explode directly and kill everyone she saw in front of her, but she knew that this would ruin her husband's big thing, so...

"I want you to apologize on your knees!"

"Vixen!"

"I want you to kowtow!!"

"Forget it, shame on you. Yang Yan suddenly felt a sense of superiority, and he said lightly with the attitude of being a teacher, "Senior brother, I didn't mean you, we are all working hard to defend the first Dao sect in the world, look at you? No wonder I'm going to lose today!"

He turned around again and hugged his fists towards Li Dian of the Beichen Dao Sect who was looking at him on the high platform, "Three days later, do you dare to fight? I will defeat you!"

After speaking, without waiting for a reply, Yang Yan grabbed his sword, laughed twice and prepared to leave.

Meng Po was angry, she was about to do something, when suddenly the young man who had been helping her rub her legs twisted his neck and stood up, and the sword in his hand followed.

That sword, which was not as fast as words, was directly placed on Yang Yan's neck from behind.

There was a sudden silence around.

was stunned at first, and then there was an uproar.

the groove.

So exciting?

Cannibalism?

Or for a woman?

This woman is still dressed as a village girl?

Is this the Kunlun Dao Sect?

Li Dian was also happy.

Meng Po was comfortable, she understood Xia Ji's temper, Xia Ji did this to mean that he recognized his behavior, otherwise he would be very bored and stuffy...

Meng Po said: "Apologize!!"

Yang Yan has a good face, but today he is embarrassed one after another, his face can't help but turn red, he can't bear it anymore, his chest rises and falls, and suddenly, he turns around and draws his sword, and no matter what kind of fellow disciples, a sword outside the sky falls towards the young man behind him.

Extremely powerful.

With this secret formula, the two winds were separated from each other on the left and right, and the earth, sand and gravel from the earthquake retreated by half a foot!

Xia Ji just flipped his palm, no moves, no style, the tip of the sword was still on his eyebrows, if he cut off this sword, then the center of his eyebrows would be stabbed to that sword, and it would be pierced through the back of his head.

Yang Yan was stunned, and risked the pressure of recruiting backlash, and hurriedly changed his move halfway.

Kunlun Dao Sect's Baiyun Sword Technique, he has practiced to the tenth layer, and this sword technique is very exquisite, the longest is hand-to-hand combat, in the past, the junior brother was not his opponent at all, and today he took the initiative to make a move, so it's good...

Thinking about it, it was to receive a jade girl shuttle, and her body also came out with the sword.

With a step on his toes, his true qi burst out, which made his speed and strength increase.

Xia Ji didn't look at him, and his palm moved slightly, as if he was magical...

The tip of the sword was pressed against Yang Yan's neck again.

Yang Yan was a little distracted for a moment, so he retreated and changed his tricks again.

But each time, it was as if he was going to crash into the young man's sword...

Finally, he was dripping with cold sweat, and his confidence was completely shattered by this sword and this hand.

It was like a magic sword, a magic sword that devoured people's souls, but now it was only grasped by that hand, and it was only reined.

"Ahh!!hh

Meng Po shouted in the back: "Apologize quickly!"

She stood on tiptoe, put her hands to her lips, and shouted like a trumpet, "Apologize!"

The Underground Queen of Darkness is like a happy, satisfied little girl, jumping and shouting... If the people of Yin Si see her side, I am afraid that they will vomit blood.

Someone in the crowd recognized Xia Ji.

"This is not the second disciple of the Sword Immortal, the Little Sword Emperor Bai Qi. ”

"It seems to have disappeared for a short time. ”

"It's really him, I saw him shoot the year before last, and it seems that his skills have improved a little, but this infighting in his own family is really a joke. ”

On stage.

Li Dian had actually been watching, the young man's swords seemed ordinary, unpleasant and treacherous, and he didn't even understand why Yang Yan couldn't resist it.

While I was thinking about it...

Xia Ji slowly pointed his sword at him.

Although Meng Po didn't understand why her husband changed his mind and suddenly wanted to make a move, she still shouted very intimately: "The sword just now was picked off and hit me, my leg still hurts, you have to apologize!!"

Li Dian: ???

But Xia Ji's sword was pointed at him, and although he couldn't speak, his movements and postures had fully cooperated with his wife.

What the wife means, is what he means.

Apologize and you'll be fine.

If you don't apologize, you're disobedient.

Time is not much.

So Xia Ji raised three fingers.

Meng Po had a heart and shouted, "Give you three seconds!

Li Dian: ...

Xia Ji flexed a finger.

Meng Po shouted excitedly: "Two!"

She felt like she was being pampered.

Li Dian sneered, and there was a bit of coldness between his eyebrows, "Crazy, crazy, do you think I'm the same as Yang Yan?" You defeated your senior brother because he was a weak person and couldn't represent anything. ”

Then, without waiting for Meng Po to speak, the disciple of the Beichen Dao Sect directly counted out loud: "One, zero." ”

He snorted, shook his head, and stood on the high platform looking at the young man in the audience, as if to say, "What can you do with me".

Meng Po looked at him coldly, and suddenly asked, "In front of Mr., do you think you are any different?"

After she said this...

Xia Ji exhaled lightly, stretched his five fingers, and gently grasped the hilt of the sword again.

The distance between him and Li Dian was about three hundred meters.

Three hundred meters...

He stepped out.

Such as flying immortals.

A figure full of immortal aura completed the three-hundred-meter journey in an instant.

It's so fast that your eyes can't keep up.

It's like a dream.

Li Dian's eyes widened.

He woke up from his dream.

For the young man's sword was on his neck.

Li Dian: ...

He only felt that he was losing like a dream, and he took a step back and drew his sword at the same time.

However, he took a step back, and Xia Ji took a step further, his sword was always only half a finger away from Li Dian's neck.

Li Dian's sword was not able to be drawn.

What the woman said was right, in front of this young man, he was really no different from Yang Yan.

Under that sword, he was just an ordinary man, and after a long time, he reacted, and asked in a slightly trembling voice: "This... What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

However...

The green-shirted swordsman had already returned to the stage and took the girl's hand.

In the spring rain that drifted at some point, Meng Po opened the oil-paper umbrella that every household would have, and the surface of the umbrella shook off the rain, like freshly opened ink.

The two also entered the painting as if they were drifting apart.

The fairy market in the spring rain was still lively, Meng Po pulled the corner of the young man's clothes beside him, and whispered, "Don't be angry with me, right?"

Xia Ji shook his head.

As the two walked and walked, they stopped, and there were two strange figures not far away:

Both have beards and pigtails.

A very thin and tall figure, holding a black dog-headed cane in his hand, his pupils fluttering, but he was terrifying and fierce.

A short and sturdy figure, carrying a delicate metal box with a cold light on his back, and many scars on his face, which is very striking and terrifying.

The two stood in front of the statue of the Immortal, obviously in the rain, but neither of them had an umbrella, but the rain could not wet their clothes.

This is a symbol of the free flow and receipt of true qi, and the fact that it is almost not consumed when it breaks out of the body, so the rain is kept out.

The thin man said: "The past is like smoke, and there is no clear sky to see the fairy? Is this the first person in the Great Zhou?"

"The Great Zhou people are outstanding spirits, and it is not surprising that such a character is produced, and the legend is that it is the reincarnation of the great power of the Daomen. ”

"That's right, just relying on ability, this kind of wine bag and rice bag is not a worry at all. ”

"Alright, junior brother, you have seen this statue, let's go. ”

The thinner man said, "Okay, let's do something, hum haha... It's a pity, if I had come a few years earlier, I'm afraid there would be no free immortals in the world, haha..."

The two walked far east.

Xia Ji glanced at them.

The purpose of entering is two [Killing and Robbing Martial Sects]...

Martial Sect means that the level of these two people is extraordinary.

Killing and robbery means that these two people should be masters of the barbarian side, and they are blessed by the luck of the continent today.

Xia Ji didn't pay much attention to the powerhouse of the barbarian side when he was in the human world before, so he didn't know who it was for a while, but Meng Po directly spread the word and said: "Dog Rong Old Ancestor Tiansu has four disciples.

Human slaughter, no shadow, the third, a dream of snow...

Together, they are the first in the world.

If I'm not mistaken, this tall and thin man is a shadowless, and the other is a human slaughter.

In the past, they may not have had such strength, but in the midst of the killing, they grew rapidly. ”

Xia Ji nodded.

The two of them went to the immortal set to find an inn to live temporarily, in fact, there is a gathering point of Kunlun Dao Sect in the town, which is a small Taoist hall, which has many side rooms, and if you go as a disciple of the Sword Immortal, you will definitely be able to get a place to live, three meals a day and meet new friends, but those Xia Ji don't need it.

The Sword Immortal is sincere to the sword, but his disciple marries a wife, to some extent, it may be a great rebellion, and he is destined not to receive any blessings.

But it doesn't matter, these are all his offensive and defensive chess pieces, and each of them is the cause and effect of his upper and lower positions.

The Tianzi wing of the Xianrenji Inn has long been occupied, but coincidentally, the two of them arrived, and one of the Tianzi wings checked out directly, and then bowed his head and left in a hurry.

Meng Po smiled and nodded secretly, and then stepped forward to continue seamlessly.

When the inn Xiao Er cleaned up the side room, the two of them went upstairs to check in, and when they passed the stairs, the little two were still muttering, "This guest is really strange, he has lived here for so long, and the room is actually clean... Strange, strange".

Xia Ji glanced sideways at Meng Po, Meng Po pulled the corner of his clothes, and said in a pitiful voice: "Husband, I called the dead man to occupy the place..."

There are a lot of people in the immortal collection.

It is normal to live on the streets without a wing, or to drink in a restaurant.

Xia Ji was not angry, there was really nothing to be angry about, so he smiled and grabbed Meng Po's hand.

In the wing, the two washed separately, and then through a screen, Meng Po took off her clothes and pants, uncovered the human skin mask, soaked in a wooden barrel, and enjoyed the petal bath of early spring, from time to time there was a light panting, and the sound of running water.

Xia Ji was in front of the window on the third floor, watching the spring rain gradually enter the night, the red lanterns hung in rows, and in the red light, you could vaguely see the sculpture of the fairy in the square.

Resisting the wind, free, carrying a black sword box, holding a roll of leisurely travel...

However, watching as my past self is carved into a sculpture for the worship of the warriors...

I have to say, it's a pretty amazing feeling.

Who is so idle that he will make himself into a sculpture???

...

"Ahh

The golden lingzhi of Fengyun Tower sneezed twice in a row.

A boy in armor on the side hurriedly asked, "What's the matter, Sister Lingzhi?"

Jin Lingzhi rubbed her nose, "Jin Wuxin, as the saying goes, if you think about it, you scold three colds, it seems that someone is scolding the old lady." ”

The boy known as Jin Wuxin was speechless.

Since the death of the former owner of Fengyun Building, Jin Xiangke, this Jin Lingzhi has become the owner of Fengyun Building, she has become more and more unscrupulous, and her statement has become more and more wild, in popular terms... Oh my god.

The boy was helpless, after all, he needed to follow her all the time, and when she died, he would become the next owner of Fengyun Tower.

Jin Lingzhi suddenly approached, frowned and asked, "Jin Wuxin, who do you say will scold the old lady?"

The armored boy hurriedly shook his head: "I don't know. ”

"Boring..."

Jin Lingzhi sat in front of the window with his legs crossed, muttering to himself, "This national war is very powerful, you sing and I will appear, why are these rivers and lakes so stuffy, the two gates of heaven and earth are still the forces excavated by my uncle when he was alive, and I don't dare to move the list of chaotic gods in the mountains and four seas, so I can only write the list of young dragons...

Uncle is really on the list..."

"Jin Wuxin, delete some people, on the list, everything that has not reached the transcendent realm has been deleted. ”

Armored Boy: "Ah??? this... It's going to be deleted, and it's very offensive. ”

Jin Lingzhi: "I'd rather lack than excess!" Now I have the final say!

If this stirring up the world is not even extraordinary, why?"

Jin Wuxin couldn't help but stick out his tongue, obediently, what you said is simple, how many transcendents are there in this world?

That's how all the owners of Fengyun Mansion came over.

The three-storey pavilion here belongs to the Fengyun Building industry, although there are not many people in the building, but they are all masters, enough to protect the safety of the owner of the building.

The bored Jin Lingzhi stood up and pushed open the window in boredom.

Pushing the window, Chunhan broke in, she rolled her eyes casually, but this time she saw that in the inn on the opposite street, there was a young man who was also looking at the street.

Jin Lingzhi just glanced at it, and the information was automatically displayed in his heart: "Little Sword Emperor" is white, and the young dragon list ranks one hundred and six...

Rubbish!

Uncle is really on the list!

I'd rather be empty than write!

She instructed: "Unintentional, the young dragon list, everything that does not penetrate the two veins of Ren Du and does not have the inheritance of Xuangong has also been deleted, and it is better to lack than to abuse!"

The boy was stunned, he smiled wryly, and began to cut one by one.

In the next release of the list, it is estimated that the world will be in an uproar.

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Renovating, renovating... Uncomfortable...

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