The wind blew in front of the hut, and the black ribbon that covered the eyes whirred. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ji Qing stared at the hand that kept scratching his head through his divine sense, thinking that he was not worried about scratching his scalp.

The cold-faced sword cultivator thought about something that he didn't have, but his hand was not idle, and he took the food box that the guard demon cultivator was carrying in his other hand.

Ji Qing asked, "Why did you enter the room, what are you doing?" ”

Demon Xiu smiled and said, "It's not to see if you haven't used your lunch, go in and see if you have an accident." ”

Moxiu pointed to another food box at the door of the wooden house.

Ji Qing carefully observed the wooden house through his divine sense, and saw that there was nothing more and nothing missing, so he said to the demon cultivator: "Don't come in the future." ”

Ji Qing didn't believe the excuse of worrying about an accident, so she could still feel at ease by saying an excuse that she was afraid that she would escape.

As for what demon cultivator said this, he was just embarrassed to say it directly, for fear of losing Ji Qing's face. It is a tactful expression of the meaning of worrying about Ji Qing's escape, it is even more impossible, even if Ji Qing is useful to demon cultivation, there is no need to care about all this.

Mo Xiu smiled innocently, and he replied to Ji Qing, "Yes, yes, the girl's residence is not something that any man can enter." ”

Ji Qing frowned and pondered, always feeling that there was something in the words of the demon cultivator in front of him.

She pursed her lips and asked, "What else?" ”

Demon Xiu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's nothing." ”

"Then let's go." Ji Qingdao.

Demon Xiu nodded, hunched his back and retreated.

Ji Qing's divine sense was still locked on the demon cultivator, and he waited for a few steps before he spoke again.

"Wait."

The smile on Mo Xiu's face stiffened for a moment, and then quickly disappeared, and he turned his back to Ji Qing and asked, "What else does the girl have to say?" ”

"What's your name?" Ji Qing's voice was cold.

Mo Xiu buried his face in the shadows, showing a strange expression, he amused himself and thought, is it not that he is too handsome, this girl wants to hook up with herself, and she is really a little watery Yang Hua.

Although he thought so, Demon Cultivator still respectfully answered Ji Qing's question.

He said: "Under Li Huarong." ”

Ji Qing's face was cold, and he said in a slow voice: "Li Huarong." ”

Li Huarong's back tightened a little, could it be that this person wants to settle accounts after the autumn, otherwise he would be so terrifying.

Ji Qing didn't know that he was such a person in Li Huarong's eyes.

She said, "I haven't heard of it, so don't go into the cabin again." ”

Although this is the Demon Realm, but where he rests, Ji Qing doesn't want strange men to come and go freely.

With that, Ji Qing closed the wooden door of the wooden house.

Li Huarong over there breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly left, and only when he walked to the border did he spread out his right hand, and there was black residue in his palm.

"I didn't expect it to be true, I have to go and talk to Brother Cheng and say, I want this woman to look good."

And Ji Qing, who was in the wooden house, didn't know about this, she was meditating.

Cultivation is like a blink of an eye, and it will be three days in a while.

Coming out of the cold Tan again, Ji Qing exhaled, his cultivation has reached the eighth level of Qi cultivation, and his cultivation that has been refined over time is afraid that it will scare a group of people if he is placed in the cultivation realm.

Still using aura to dry his black clothes, Ji Qing returned to the wooden house.

Ten days have arrived, today is the day when the ghost right will come again, no matter what conspiracy the demon cultivator has, he will probably be able to get it through today.

However, unexpectedly, Ji Qing was not waiting for the ghost right, but another person.

"Little boy?"

Ji Qing, who was sitting upright, raised his head and spoke.

The little boy never knew what the rules were, and after pushing the door open, he sat down straight, followed by a group of demon cultivators.

It's not good.

Ji Qing drank tea and came to such a conclusion.

The cold female sword cultivator asked, "What are you doing?" ”

The little boy's white and tender face showed disdain: "How can you inquire about this son's affairs." ”

Ji Qing was not annoyed by the words of the little son, and Ji Qing had heard even more ugly words, she was not bad at this, if it didn't involve her mother or a matter of principle, Ji Qing could be called a good-tempered person.

Of course, the premise is that you can read the meaning of a good temper from that cold face, Cheng Yu and Qin Muya can, but the little boy in front of him can't.

The little boy was angry when he saw the ice slag-like face, but in fact, Ji Qing just didn't have much expression, and he was far from the ice slag.

The tone of the little boy was not good: "Look at your appearance, you have an opinion on this son, if you have it, you have to say it well, even if you are a blind man who sells meat, this son will listen to you clearly." ”

Ji Qing frowned, only to feel that the little boy was too nonsense, if he wanted to fight, he would go directly, rambling about anything, and he would not waste saliva.

She said coldly: "If the little boy has nothing to do, leave early, this is not the back garden of the child's house." ”

I didn't know where Ji Qing's words angered the little boy, his face turned red, the disgust in his eyes was about to overflow, and his white and tender little face was also a little distorted.

"Don't think that you are lawless with the right protection of the ghost, you think you are something, uneducated little hooves."

Ji Qing's face turned cold, and he really became ice slag.

However, who is the little boy and Ji Qing who said such things is uneducated.

It's just that the people in this wooden house don't care about these things.

The little boy blushed, and the demon cultivator behind him also looked at Ji Qing gloatingly, they have seen too much of this kind of thing, but it is a pity that this time it is such a delicate girl who is looking for death, if it is placed on weekdays, it will be loved.

It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a shame to provoke someone who shouldn't be messed with, and there's an indescribable relationship with the ghost adult.

Who doesn't know that the little boy is tightly entangled with the ghost, after all, the two grew up together.

The thugs' eyes fell on Ji Qing's face, and they only heard Ji Qing say, "You are just talking." ”

The thugs couldn't help but widen their eyes, saying this was completely looking for a fight.

Sure enough, how could the little boy's temper allow Ji Qing to say this, he was furious at the moment, and shouted: "Little slut, I'll beat you to death." ”

Raising his fist, the little boy gritted his teeth and greeted Ji Qing directly.

is this face, which looks like a fox, and should have died a long time ago, not only made him make a fool of himself in public, but also secretly said that he had no guts.

However, the owner of this face did not have the slightest fear, Ji Qing snorted coldly, without fear.

Close combat with sword cultivators?

Look for death!

The chill on his face deepened, Ji Qing didn't take out the re-carved wooden sword in the storage bag, and clenched his fist and rushed into the eyes of the little boy.

Just as she was looking at the unpleasant situation, someone sent her to the door to be beaten, but she was willing to be ruthless.

What's more, the person in front of her said that she was uneducated, and if she didn't give some lessons, she was sorry for her cultivation that had grown in recent times.

With his left foot slightly sideways, he quickly and decisively used his left hand to imprison the little boy's fist, and his right hand sent it up without hesitation.

"Smack!"

The sound of flesh colliding with hard objects is followed by an incessant crackling sound.

The little boy crawled out of the waste pile in a rage, covered his right eye and shouted, "You garbage don't do it yet!" ”

Damn! This woman dared to do it with herself!

The little boy's eyes were fierce and vicious, and the thugs didn't dare to stop when they saw it, so they hurriedly raised their weapons and stepped forward. The five of them unanimously considered one thing, what kind of death could make the little boy angry, otherwise they would be the ones who suffered.

Ji Qing, who was worried about them, snorted coldly, and the cold around his body did not stop.

What about a few more?

What if you don't cultivate enough?

Don't be afraid, come to fight. (To be continued.) )