In the deep and low canyon, the green grass grew wantonly, and a sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, and two figures, a man and a woman, suddenly appeared, all of them were bloodied, and a little horror flashed in the pupils of both of them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Behind them, more than a dozen figures were coming at a rapid pace, with monstrous killing intent.

"Chase! Gotta live! is so bold and daring, vainly trying to assassinate my Xishan Fort Castle Lord, I don't know whether to live or die! ”

More than a dozen figures chased extremely fast, both men and women were seriously injured, and the distance between the whistling was getting closer and closer.

"You go first!" The man stopped, ahead of the woman and her pursuer.

"I'm not leaving!" The woman and the man stood side by side, revealing a peerless face.

The hands of the two men were clasped tightly together.

"It's really a pair of outlaw mandarin ducks, but today, you must die!"

A cold snort, followed by a scuffle, men and women and more than a dozen figures fought together, and terrifying fluctuations shook the sky.

It rained and snowed, and half an hour later, the scarred two people supported each other and disappeared along the path, and behind them was a sea of blood and corpses all over the field.

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At the beginning of the day, Qi Le woke up suddenly, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

Dreaming again, after returning from rebirth, Qi Le had dreamed more than once that in his previous life, he and Mu Hongyu continued to accept the tasks issued by the ancient organization in order to survive, killing people everywhere, and being chased and killed everywhere.

As soon as Qi Le got home last night, he was immediately surrounded by the boiling Qi family in the center, looking at him with the eyes of the monster, such a young Kaiyuan Realm Eight Grades, the entire Shangling City had never appeared!

Qi Jin laughed heartily, his gray beard jumped and jumped, and the whole person suddenly became three years younger. His father's eyes were red and brushed across his chest, and his mother cried with joy.

Qi Le looked at these relatives who were happy for him, and his eyes were also hot, and he secretly said that he had finally done something passable when he was reborn and returned.

Liuchun Hou's Mansion is his home, even if there will be friction between the family, Qi Le will always guard it.

After drinking a glass of cold water, Qi Le, who woke up, thought thoughtfully: "Zhang Yuyuan lives in this world, and it has always been a disaster. Redfish doesn't know if he will kill him, and his wolf ambition is vainly trying to subvert the southern kingdom. In public and private, the country and the family hate him, he must be killed as soon as possible. ”

"But he is the peak cultivator of the Spirit Netherworld, and the mansion is heavily guarded...... Yes, after three days, it's the only chance! ”

Qi Le's eyes lit up, three days later, Li Changsheng's wedding, Zhang Yuyuan will definitely go to the Prince's Mansion, it should be the best opportunity in the near future. Qi Le must kill Zhang Yuyuan to avoid long nights and dreams!

How to kill him?

At this moment, Qi Le's cultivation is only the eighth grade of the Kaiyuan Realm, the gap is too big, there is no possibility of success in a frontal attack, and the only hope is to borrow foreign objects.

In his previous life, Qi Le was a six-grade spirit sculptor, and he could make six-grade spirit treasures, and any one of such a high-grade magic weapon could directly annihilate Shangling City.

After returning from rebirth, Qi Le's spiritual shaping ability can be restored to a good grade.

"Young Master! Master! ”

Qi Le was thinking about it when a girl's voice suddenly came from outside the house.

Pushing the door out, a girl in a goose yellow dress appeared in front of Qi Le's eyes, this is Qi Le's maid Xiaoqi. Because Qi Le had long lived alone in a small courtyard, Zhou Yu sent Xiaoqi to help him clean up the house every few days.

"Xiaoqi, what's wrong?" Today is not the time to clean up the house, Xiao Qi should have something to do.

"Nanbo from the winery is here, saying that he has something to do with you." Xiao Qi said obediently, her face was a little red, she was sent to serve Qi Le in the past, she was still a little dissatisfied, but now it is different. Qi Le has now become the hottest young talent in the entire Shangling City, this morning when Xiao Qi went out to buy vegetables, he heard several old women talking about it, and the words were inseparable from the third young master, and his expression was full of praise.

Returning to the mansion from the vegetable market, Xiao Qi has always held her head high, and the maids and servants in the house also looked at her with envy, Xiao Qi knew that these changes were all because her master was different now.

Qi Le didn't know what Xiao Qi was thinking, hearing her words, Qi Le's eyes lit up, Nan Bo came, could it be that he sent money to himself, Qi Le, the best-selling Chang'an wine in the past few days, has long heard of it.

Sure enough, after seeing Nan Bo, Nan Bo, who was excited, directly handed over Qi Le's five hundred spirit coins.

Chang'an wine sold so well that it was originally agreed to pay a share once a month, but Nanbo couldn't help it and couldn't wait to share the news with Qi Le.

Holding the spirit coin, Qi Le was thoughtful.

If you want to kill Zhang Yuyuan, the current Qi Le can only rely on high-level magic weapons, at least four grades!

Qi Le, a first-grade spirit sculptor, doesn't have the ability to make a four-grade magic weapon yet, but he can buy it!

In Shangling City, there is a pure black three-story pavilion called the Nine Immortal Pavilion, which is a giant in the magic weapon business of the Hanging Sword Continent.

Qi Le, who was dressed in black, first used the five hundred spirit coins to buy a few first-grade jade spirit pills, and used the spirit shaping method to upgrade them to the second grade, and after selling them, the five hundred spirit coins became one thousand five hundred.

But this is far from enough, a four-grade magic weapon requires at least tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of spirit coins, more than a thousand, far from enough.

And this was the second time Qi Le went to sell the second-grade jade spirit pill, and he found that the shopkeeper's eyes were a little wrong.

Qi Le was vigilant, and immediately interrupted the idea of making a fortune by this method, after all, it was too late in time.

There are still two days to go, and if you miss this opportunity, you don't know when you have to wait until you want to kill Zhang Yuyuan.

Gritting his teeth, Qi Le made up his mind and decided to make a dangerous move and forcibly break through the first product of the Spirit Sculptor!

In the middle of the night, Qi Leyu sat on the bed, the moonlight entered through the window, raised his head slightly, and looked at the Gu Cang Divine Sword hanging high for nine days.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Le's hand pressed on a compass in front of him.

This compass is a second-grade magic weapon that Qi Le bought for 1,200 spirit coins.

and pointed into a sword, Qi Le's two fingers fell fiercely on the compass, and the compass immediately cracked.

"The spirit of the ancient thoughts, the breath of stealing Kyushu. Cheng Gu Dao Na Jin, turn three lives into a bottle...... "silently reciting the spiritual recipe, Qi Le's eyes immediately flashed with electricity, and in the second-grade magic weapon, Juanjuan's spiritual power gushed out and poured into Qi Le's body.

"Gu Cang's sword qi, come quickly!"

With a clear eye, Qi Le's blood-red gaze went straight to the Nine Heavens, and a god revolved around his body.

Above the Nine Heavens, the eternal silence of the Gu Cang Divine Sword seemed to be pulled and flashed slightly.

Zheng!

A sword qi fell straight into the nine heavens and fell into Qi Le's body.

In the depths of Shangling Academy, a bamboo house is located. There was an old man sitting in the room, looking like a scholar in white, who was entering the meditation, and with the fall of the Gu Cang Divine Sword Sword Qi, his eyes opened suddenly, and he lost his voice: "Receiving the Gu Cang Sword Qi Cultivation, when will I have a Great Cultivator of the Fourth Realm in Shangling City?"

At the same time, in the small building, Mu Hongyu had just finished healing the sixth Luo Yin's injury, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes were puzzled: "How is this method of channeling sword qi very similar to the sword channeling technique of my Northern Hell Temple?" Could it be that a senior is coming? It shouldn't be. ”