In October, when the leaves of the trees are about to fall, it is the most bleak and bleak day, but the city of Qucheng is unusually showing a scene of hot labor.

In the streets and alleys, there are disciples of the Wang clan of the Pingtian Sword Sect wandering around. With □□ marks pinned to their arms and tools such as brooms, bamboo baskets, rags, shovels, and hoes, they worked in full swing to clean the streets of Qucheng. In the west of the city, where the poor lived, they also set up several porridge shacks, giving porridge to beggars and homeless people in the morning and evening, and also extending medical treatment for the poor who could not afford to see a doctor, which won unanimous praise from the residents of the city.

During this period of activity, several groups of masters from other places who received the Pingtian Sword Gate for help stepped into Qucheng. After coming, he provoked the big devil Yan Hanjiang and his beloved beauty demon to say a little bit about it, and then they all joined in the intense labor of "defending the city environment and building a beautiful canal city".

Huang Ze, the county commander of the city, personally inscribed poems for this event, and the county lieutenants, Xuezheng and other officials were also enthusiastic and harmonious, praising the residents of the city for their ancient style, being honest and simple, and not reducing the people of Yao Shunyu for three generations.

Privately, the Huang County Commander sent Yan Hanjiang and Shao Zongyan the Four Treasures of the Scholar's Office and a few handwritten calligraphy and paintings by himself, asking them to stay in the local area for a few more days—preferably until his term of office expired—to make these martial artists who usually only cause trouble in the township □□ better.

Yan Hanjiang looked at the calligraphy and paintings he sent, thought about it, took a group photo of the group of strong men wearing □□ seals, and sold the calligraphy and paintings of the county order, and the money from the sale made an advertisement and spray-painted photos and hung them on the city wall. A letter of commendation from the same wear-resistant spray-painted cloth was posted at the bottom, using the May Day commendation template in the store, adding the names of those chivalrous warriors to encourage them to work hard and strive to be model workers, which is considered to live up to the county order.

Shao Daochang has not received a letter of praise for so long, and looking at the big canvas on the city wall, he even secretly envied them.

He didn't say anything, but the look in his eyes when he looked at the thank you letter made it clear that little bit of caution. Yan Hanjiang didn't say anything in person, but after turning around, he handed him a sealed envelope: "The praise letter will be written by the customer, I can only give you this, you go back and read it." ”

Go back and see? Who can stay back!

Shao Daochang tore open the edge of the envelope on the spot, carefully pulled out a thin piece of stationery, and leaned on the table to read the letter. Yan Hanjiang took advantage of this time to walk out of the room, and stood under an ancient acacia outside the room, looking at the dead leaves falling on his head and the blue sky above.

Through a thin door, Shao Zongyan was reading the letter he had written, reading it very slowly, reading it word by word, but not reading it out loud, but softly holding it between his lips and teeth, and making a low and tactful voice in his throat.

He memorized every word in that letter, and he knew where he was reading by listening to Shao Zongyan's slurred voice. The reading is very good, and when he wrote it, he thought about the words and sentences for a long time, and almost wrote it as the body of the four and six, but he didn't expect that it would be so tactful and like a song when he was read out, which made people feel itchy at the tip of the heart.

When the last word was finally read, he could hear Shao Zongyan fold the pile of paper as it was, put it in the envelope, and then stuffed it into the most intimate layer of clothes. The sound of paper shredding, the rustling of clothes, and then the sound of very light and thin footsteps slowly stepping towards the courtyard.

The door opened, and Shao Zong slowly walked in front of him with his sleeves tightly clutched, his eyes unusually shining, and he tried to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth and walked in front of him.

Then without saying a word, he took the initiative to come up and kiss him.

It wasn't the shallow kiss he imagined, but a deep kiss with great skill, the tip of his tongue poking into his mouth and sweeping hard, curling his tongue and sucking. I don't know where I learned this skill, although the proficiency is not enough, but the fancy is the same, as if answering a question, trying to fill in more content on the paper when the memory fades.

However, it is not enough to have a summary, but also to have a full and full content. Yan Hanjiang floated into the room without touching the ground, waved his hand to lock the doors and windows, rubbed Shao Daochang's shiny lips and asked, "Why is it so simple and rude, shouldn't you reply to me with a letter first, and then sing a few times in poetry and then slowly go deeper?" ”

Daochang Shao was reluctant to open his eyes at this time, and replied with a little shame: "If I write poems, I will only write poems like 'not like weeping poplars, but still understanding flying flowers into the cave room', or show less timidity, and directly return the best thing to you." ”

Best ...... Isn't it cooking? I'm also quite skilled in refining medicine and fighting, so I'm not seducing people anyway. Yan Hanjiang recalled that he was jerky and experienced in pretending to be experienced just now, and kept stacking skills as if he was performing, but he was always a little shy and ready to retreat at any time, and couldn't help but laugh: "I see that you are better at refining medicine, why don't you give me a pill?" ”

"Those are all for the emperor to eat, which emperor do you see is long-lived?" Shao Zong strictly untied the waist seal, opened the overlapping placket layer by layer, and hesitated to start when he reached the innermost layer. He sat there, carefully recalled the drawings that he had carefully studied and taken notes at the beginning, bit his lip and asked, "Brother Yan, don't move yet, can I practice my skills?" ”

When tempting people so shy and boldly, it is more like a demon of disaster. Brother Yan almost made a faint king for him, but fortunately, he was profound, and he could still hold it, raised his hand to touch his hot cheeks, and said dryly and hoarsely: "Then I will become a half-demon body, you ...... Let's practice. ”

All of his clothes suddenly disappeared, turning into a black fish skin wrapped around his long tail, the scales were shining, and everything was smooth and perfect, and he would not overreact no matter how he touched it.

Shao Daochang's nervousness suddenly decreased, and he regained the feeling he had when he was raising fish, and also ripped off his clothes.

Why does it seem that every time it's during the day, shouldn't someone else be at night? Forget it, those pictures are also drawn in the daytime, and you can see clearly during the day. He stepped on his shoes and socks on the side of the bed, crawled forward with only a medium coat, touched the strong and round tail of the grass carp like a □□, pinched the tip of the tail and pressed it under his dantian, and suddenly flashed an unrelated thought in his mind: Let's go back and make braised fish, the kind of barracuda with only one big spine tastes good.

He rubbed the tail of the fish, lowered his head and took a bite of the junction between the fish scales and the human body, licked the bite marks, and glanced at Yan Hanjiang from below.

The grass carp spirit brain exploded countless stars, and the smooth tail of the fish suddenly turned into legs, one foot on Shao Zongyan's vital point, and the other on the mattress. The organ under his waist that ordinary grass carp didn't have slammed into Shao Zongyan's face, making him raise his head blankly, and his innocent and bewitching demeanor was extremely tempting.

If you can endure it any longer, it will be cooked fish!

Yan Hanjiang crushed the soles of his feet, reached out to hold Shao Zongyan's chin, tensed his body and said, "Let's practice again next time, okay?" I retract the preface, you are more talented than cooking, it will kill me......"

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The two of them studied the Xuanlian Sect's dual cultivation method step by step, and they couldn't wait to sleep at night, from the basic questions to the super-outline questions. When they studied hard behind closed doors, the review of the lord of the royal family and the "Female Commandment" were also written, and they were as emotional, emotional, and easy to understand as the one of the lord of Zhao Zhuang, and they were printed thicker than the doctoral dissertation, and the first page also included a photo of the owner himself holding the note.

The knights who came to Qu County to work voluntarily went home with a copy, and Yan Hanjiang also worked tirelessly to ride the wind and clouds to deliver couriers everywhere, and attached the signed photos of the knights of the three factions of Wuchen, Qingfeng, and Minshan as circumstantial evidence.

When the two of them left, the master of the Wang Sect looked twenty years old, and took the initiative to remove the position of the head of the Pingtian Sword Sect, and the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha repented of his past.

This kind of revenge completely stripped off the reputation and image of a famous hero, and it was outrageously ruthless! The people who participated in the pursuit and killing of Shao Zongyan at the beginning were restless when they thought that this kind of revenge would fall on them, and they couldn't wait to unite all factions in the rivers and lakes to kill demons. However, no matter how they join forces to resist, the power that is not like all the gods and demons in the world will crush the past, bringing them painful and humiliating injuries.

What's even more ruthless is that even those who take the initiative to apologize and beg for mercy with gifts will not let go, and they must write inspections, sign and draw pledges. However, it is slightly better that the number of words in the check can be cut in half, and the level of taking a certificate can be canceled depending on the severity of the situation.

The victim's name is shattered, and he has become a laughing stock in the rivers and lakes, just if he wants to go from white to black, there is no sect to accept it!

The first victim, Bichen Villa, originally wanted to take revenge, but looking at what happened to people later, even the owner's friends were instigated, and honestly hid in the village to avoid the limelight. The victims did not dare to come forward, and new victims continued to appear, and the people who had chased and killed Shao Zongyan out of resentment or out of like-mindedness were now panicked, resentful that there was more and more justice in this Jianghu.

But those who had not participated in this matter at the beginning felt that it was more enjoyable than watching chivalry when they looked at the reviews with detailed content, vivid writing, and exquisite color pictures. I can also get to know a large number of chivalrous people through pictures, and in the future, I will see people talking in teahouses and restaurants, and I will not take a few photos and describe in detail which hero's clothes and appearance in the photos, I am embarrassed to talk to my colleagues.

After this trend was set off, many young heroes who should have been the pillars of the righteous path even secretly hoped that the pair of demons could sweep a few more sects and send a few more inspections and pictures.

Gradually, as more and more inspections were conducted, the contents corroborated each other and became more and more authentic. The images of Shao and Yan, who were originally the devils and demons, have also changed: Yan Hanjiang's image is fixed on the gods and demons who are angry and angry as beauties; And Shao Zongyan's image of the demon Tao has been whitewashed step by step, and he has become a stupid white sweet with a good-looking face, easy to be upside down by women, honest and soft-hearted.

Those who have not seen him make a copper furnace believe him, and those who have seen it with their own eyes ...... have become the protagonists or supporting roles of the inspection.

The more people they dealt with, the more panicked the rest of the people became, and they formed a group to fight as much as they could.

In the hall of the last place of resistance in the Wanjian Gate of Xiangnan, a middle-aged chivalrous warrior who cherishes his reputation restlessly flicked his sleeves and said: "I don't believe it, it's just a demon path without a foundation and a demon who has appeared out of nowhere, and no one in the world can control them?" Songmur Temple, Zhenwuguan dominates the world, why is the devil big now, they are all shrinking in the sect and pretending to be dead! ”

Xie Yiyun, the young master of the Wanjian Sect, who personally launched the pursuit, sat in the hall and said coldly: "Master Xinming said that although those two people should not be forced to write and check, they did not hurt people's lives, and the evil deeds are not visible, and the Shaolin master is unknown. The Turquoise Road Chief's side...... Hmph, the entire True Martial Arts Temple pretended to be dead together, I don't know if it is the same Dao Gate, and I want to shelter that shameless demon Dao! ”

Obviously, it was the demon Dao he fell in love with first, but this thief Taoist pretended to be three chastity and nine spirits in front of him, and he was honestly attached to another person, didn't he see that the devil's martial arts were high?

If he had taken the person down at that time, and kept him by his side to slowly adjust and teach, then the Taoist priest should have been obedient to him by now!

The last one joined the pursuit, and it was also the gossip palm that forced Shao Zongyan into Lingshan that year, and almost caught Yu Sigui said calmly: "The demon on the side of the demon road really has some mana, no wonder the Zhenwu and Song families refuse to uphold justice." But I've already sent someone to find a powerful mage, and when he comes, he will be able to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and give justice to the rivers and lakes! ”

The eyes of everyone in the hall suddenly lit up, and they all asked, "Which master is it?" ”

Yu Sigui said: "That master is low-key, but he opened a Ten Thousand Immortal Pavilion, which only sells destined people, and it seems that what he sells is really immortal items - among them, there are things that can leave the true form of people, just like the one used by the devil." I have sent a disciple to contact the master, and he has promised to meet the demon and the demon. ”

Another middle-aged man praised: "Yu Zhangmen is really a plan to draw salaries from the bottom of the kettle!" Isn't that the devil threatening everyone with some real spells? We also have this magic weapon, leaving the true form of those demons, and we are afraid that they will not surrender! ”

Since the magic of those two people can't resist it, then just find some masters who can subdue demons and subdue demons, and also do ways to restrain them!

Yu Sigui's practice opened everyone's minds, and the heads of other factions or heads of families also sent disciples to search for Taoist priests everywhere. Regardless of whether it is true or not, as long as it is a Taoist priest who can subdue demons and subdue demons, it is enough, anyway, the master invited by the head of the sect is real, and after coming, just teach these Taoist priests to set up a formation, throw a talisman or something.

When they collected a courtyard of Taoist priests, and when two more inspections were spread outside, the master who had been painstakingly invited by the head of the Yu sect also arrived at the Wanjian Gate.

Yu Zhangmen personally led him into the door and introduced him to everyone: "This is the Xu Jiangyuan Master Xu I said, with his help, he will be able to get rid of Yan Hanjiang and Shao Zongyan, the two demons and demons." ”

Master Xu smiled incomprehensibly: "In Xia Xu Jiangyuan, I have seen all the heroes. ”

Master Xu only dressed as an ordinary Confucian student, and he was born handsome and dusty. The skin is fine and delicate, the eyes are smooth and connotative, the expression is gentle and kind, and the first thing to smile at is completely different from the general immortal masters who look at people with their nostrils because they have some ability.

What's even better is that as soon as he met, he took out a lot of magic weapons from his sleeves that could seal the true form and distributed them to everyone—those two sleeves definitely couldn't hold so much, and at first glance they were great immortals with Taoism.

Everyone waited anxiously for a few days, but now that they saw his extraordinary, they finally settled down.

After making up their minds, they all fiddled with the magic weapons in their hands and asked the master how to use them. Xu Jiangyuan had an excellent attitude, and took it to explain one by one, but when the head of the main family, Xie Shao, asked about the price, he waved his hand: "The things of the immortal family are not ordinary gold stones to buy, only spirit stones are sold." If you have a spirit stone in your hands that is common to all the heavens and all worlds, this magic weapon is only sold for ten lower-grade spirit stones, if not, I can barely suffer a loss, and use a trace of luck to offset it. ”

Luck? What does that mean? Can the number of gas brought by a person be used as a cargo weighing? If you give luck to others, will you be unlucky for the rest of your life!

Is it worth it for a ritual weapon that can only be illuminated in its true form?

Everyone hesitated, but the head of the house sneered, and said in front of everyone: "I have already paid the price for inviting this master out of the mountain, are you not even willing to buy a photographic real device?" Anyway, I have spent money to buy peace, and I don't care if you yourself want to fall into the hands of that devil and show your ugliness. ”

Then ...... Buy it!

Everyone gritted their teeth, bowed their heads and replied, "I don't have a spirit stone, but I don't know how to cut the luck?" ”

Master Xu took out a delicate balance, took out ten low-grade spirit stones and threw them on one side of the plate, and reconnected a hose on the other side, pressing the tip of the pipe with his fingertips and smiling: "You can't suck away a trace of luck with this tube." Rest assured, this scale is extremely accurate, if you don't believe it, you can use other things to weigh and compare prices first. ”

"No need!" Xie Yiyun, who was the master, was the first to step forward, stood in front of Xu Jiangyuan with his arms and sleeves, and looked at him with trust on his face: "Since the master was invited by the head of the Yu family, what else do we not believe?" Please start with my luck! ”

Xu Jiangyuan took the tube and pressed it on his hand, and a faint and dark light flashed in the tube, and the balance also turned upside down. When the two compartments were balanced, and the pointer in the middle pointed vertically to the top, he immediately withdrew his hand and smiled at Xie Yiyun: "Young master, please look, have I ever drawn half a point more?" ”

Xie Yiyun didn't look at it, and waved his hand magnificently: "How can I not believe in the Immortal Master!" ”

With the two role models in front of them, the rest of the people didn't seem to be so resistant, and they stepped forward one after another to draw luck and replace the high-end Yunling camera produced by Wanxian League, which did not use electricity, did not need to wash film, and automatically produced pictures.

With the magic weapon in hand and the immortal master as the company, the more confident everyone was, they took the initiative to attack with this momentum, and released a word to fight to the death with them at the foot of the mausoleum that surrounded Shao Zongyan on the twenty-third day of October.

The news spread quickly and widely, and those gossip people who were looking forward to the new inspection every day and the small bookstore that made a living from printing it invested a lot of money to spread the news to the ears of the two main masters for those people in the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance. Shao Zongyan was eating wine-brewed balls with Yan Hanjiang at the stall at the time, and someone happened to post the challenge book on the wall next to them, with yellow paper and black letters, writing the time and place of the challenge.

Shao Zongyan read a few words, his fingertips were unstable, the coarse porcelain was twisted into powder, the lower part of the spoon fell into the soup bowl, the porcelain touched, there was a clear sound, and a few bits of soup were splashed outside.

Lingshan ...... It was he who was beaten all night, and finally met Xu Jiangyuan, where he was pulled into the Wanxian League and regained his life. He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and carefully analyzed this challenge - it would be better if the battle location was set there, he had packed up all these people, and the resentment and fear that had accumulated for a long time in his heart must have also dispersed, and it was just time to find Brother Jiang Yuan to build a foundation and try to build a foundation.

He originally came to build a foundation, but after he came, he has been distracted by those who have hurt him, not only has he not looked for Brother Xu, but he hasn't even practiced much these days.

He shook his head with a wry smile, lowered his head to scoop up the spoon, only to find that the porcelain dust on the handle of the spoon had been spilled in a bowl, and the rest of the spoon head had also been buried under the soup noodles, and the bowl of sweet soup was completely undrinkable.

He was about to get up and ask for another bowl, Yan Hanjiang had already handed the spoon to his mouth, and the hot, sweet and wine-scented soup was on his lips, and immediately expelled those mixed thoughts, he drank the sweet soup with the spoon, and the person also smiled sweetly at Yan Hanjiang: "How can a bowl be enough, and I want a few more bowls." ”