(The first watch, there are two more watches at night, ask for votes)

Although the Fengda Immortal knew that Qingyu had asked him out, it was not as simple as a walk, but he still went.

This girl can't clean up if she doesn't clean up, and she's been very restless lately.

So he followed the little girl to the shore of the pool.

The pond water is thousands of feet deep, the difference is that the pool water in other places is cold to the bone, and the pool water in Shushan is as warm as a spring.

Fortunately, there are no unscrupulous developers who have found here, otherwise this place will definitely become a world-class hot spring resort, as long as you get the development right, you don't need to develop it, as long as you build a large number of hotels next to it, you can open for business, and the business is absolutely good.

In addition to the warm spring water, there are also intoxicating scenery, and all of them are super-first-class natural scenery and human landscapes, plus the Chinese people's respect for cultivating immortals, so it is difficult to do business here without being popular.

"Brother-in-law, shall we play here for a few more days this time?" Qingyu led Feng Qingyang to the shore of the pond, jumping around on the huge bluestone like a bird, short skirts flying, pure black pantyhose tightly wrapped around slender and well-proportioned legs, Ying Ying's small waist was firm with two huge balls, and then there was a small crimson face floating on it.

"It's up to people to plan things, and it's up to heaven to make things happen, I don't count if I say it!" Feng Qingyang followed behind the little girl with his back hand and laughed softly.

"It's all about people, why don't you say it?" Qingyu jumped down from the stone and came to Feng Qingyang, holding his little head high, and smiling with a deep meaning.

"I see you're getting more and more fond of talking back now!" Feng Qingyang took a sip of wine, and then laughed loudly.

"yes, so what? You clean me up if there's something to do! Qingyu said and began to drill into the flowers on the side.

In fact, what she loves the most is the pond, but there are two people sitting on the other side of the pond, and Murong Tianxin and Zheng Weiwei are meditating there.

So she had to burrow into the grass.

As long as it is in such a special place as Shushan. Everywhere she is happy.

If she was usually so provocative, no matter how lively she was, it would be difficult to say it.

But this time is different, she has endured it for a long time, when she was in the Grass Valley, her brother-in-law has been with her sister, and she can only eavesdrop, how uncomfortable it is!

And it took a lot of effort. She just came to Shushan, it can really be said that she has finally arrived at her destination after a long time, so can she still be reserved?

I can't be reserved if I want to!

Hearing this, can Feng Qingyang still endure it? I feel that this girl is becoming more and more presumptuous, and now she still dares to shout. He's going to have to clean her up!

As soon as he jumped up, he chased into the flowers, and then wrung the little girl up like a chicken, and then pressed it into the fragrant wildflowers.

"Wait a minute, brother-in-law, I'll see if the people over there can see us!" The little trick succeeded. A smile of excitement on his face.

It's just that this place is not very far from Tanshui, and she is afraid that she and her brother-in-law will do something here, and they will all be seen by Murong Tianxin and Zheng Weiwei on the other side of Tanshui, so it will be big.

"It's you who are anxious. Now it's you who say wait a minute, and if you want to wait a minute, there is no door! "There is no turning back from the bow, and now I want the Fengda Immortals to stop. It's almost impossible!

As soon as he shook his hand, there was a crisp click between the little girl's legs. Her pantyhose had a big hole torn.

"When am I in a monkey hurry!" Qingyu blushed and retorted, and at the same time subconsciously pinched her legs.

But just as she picked it up, she was shocked, and she caught a huge object, like a sharp sword, directly into her body.

In addition to her excitement, she was also afraid, as if she was afraid that her body would be torn apart by the giant thing in an instant.

She really wanted to shout and wait again, but Feng Qingyang's offensive had already begun, and she was completely conquered if she couldn't say half a word.

It was a feeling of tension and exhilaration, as if walking on the top of a mountain or a cliff, with fear and endless excitement.

That's probably why she's always looking forward to it.

"The fairy tree is white and colorless, the queen mother's peach blossom is small and not fragrant, the sleeping is light and purple, and the morning sun shines red!" After a vicious battle, listening to the little girl's immature wheezing, Feng Qingyang's mind couldn't help but recall this poem violently.

"Purple Spirit?!" This made Feng Qingyang can't help but blurt out the name.

There was a burst of aftertaste in my heart, and it was also a pain, as if a memory had been sealed in the dust for a long time, and then suddenly remembered.

Zhao Ziling, the daughter of the Green Butterfly Demon Queen, had a good time with him.

At that time, the two of them seemed to meet in such a flowery place every time, and every time they were very happy, because he was a cheerful person, and Zhao Ziling was also a cheerful girl.

She was injured by the prince Yang Zhenren of the Kongtong faction, and then met her, who borrowed her a pot of wine and let her drink it on the road.

At that time, he didn't know how to use medicine, so he didn't know how to save her, and he always felt that no one had died in life since ancient times, so he could see some of them, live happily, and then go happily.

So he gave her a pot of wine, and let her drink it and go on the road happily.

Before she finished drinking, Wang Ziyang's stinky Taoist priest chased after her.

He was chatting happily with the little demon, from the wine of the fairy gate to the poisonous wine of the demon gate, the conversation was not very happy, Wang Ziyang came to sweep his interest, he was naturally unhappy, and beat the old way away in three or two clicks.

Then he sent her to Sunset Slope at her request, because she wanted to die there.

People are going to die, and if they ask him, with his temperament, he will naturally not refuse.

So he took her in his arms.

As he said before, the plan is in the people, and the success is in the sky, and the story of the two of them starts from the sunset.

Speaking of this, the Dead Ghost Master is also at fault.

After the two of them lingered on the sunset slope for a while, he felt a little guilty, feeling that it was unkind to take advantage of people when they were dying, and then he wanted to save her, so he sent a message to the dead ghost master.

The old man came quite quickly, but when he saw that the other party was from the Demon Gate, he didn't want to save him.

But Lao Dao couldn't fight him, he said at the time, if Lao Dao didn't save him, he would travel all over the world, and he wouldn't go back to the mountains to be his old man's apprentice.

Ultimately. Lao Dao made a move, and the incomprehensible relationship between him and Zhao Ziling began.

At first, it was good, and the two of them put aside the grievances of the immortals and demons every time and walked together comfortably.

But later, she suddenly stopped coming to him, which made him very depressed, thinking that she was empathetic and not in love, because the dead ghost master kept telling him that demon girls are changeable. Let him keep an eye on him.

He was angry!

Later, he learned that Zhao Ziling was locked up in Hanqing Valley by the master because of his relationship with him, which is a place where it is icy and snowy all year round, and he was trembling all over his body when he went. Not to mention her.

In a fit of rage, he beheaded the Green Butterfly clan, but still failed to find her in Hanqing Valley.

He knew that it might be that she was reluctant to come out to see him, for fear that she would tarnish his reputation as a Shushan Wonder.

He had drunk for Zhao Ziling once, and the poem he remembered just now was written by him when he was drunk. Originated from the poet Shengxiangshan monk, the meaning is very clear, he does not miss the family flowers and wild flowers.

Zhao Ziling felt that she was a wild flower, and she was not worthy of him, a Shushan Wonder Immortal Wine Sword Immortal. But when did he ever care about that?

Fame is a fart, he doesn't care!

It's just hateful, that girl is not shallow, she doesn't want to see him. He really couldn't find it.

More than a hundred years had passed, and he thought he had forgotten about it. Who knew that when he saw Qingyu's intoxicated expression just now, and when the two of them were happy, the realm of the unity of heaven and man continued to rise, he suddenly remembered this.

Back then, he hadn't cultivated "Shenyu Nine Heavens", so he was only famous for his swordsmanship, and his Taoism had not reached its peak, but now it was different, as long as he cultivated "Shenyu Nine Heavens" to the ninth level, it would be difficult for Zhao Ziling's girl to avoid him anymore.

Looking back on the past, sadness is greater than joy, he will go to her again, not for anything else, I just want her to know that he Feng Qingyang is not the kind of person who is trapped in a cage and can't extricate himself, who he likes to be with, not to see whether that person is a fairy or a demon, but he likes it, what do others want to go, if they are not satisfied, come and greet his purple fire flying sword.

The north of China, Orshan

Although it is a Gobi desert with no vegetation and trees, it is not depressed, because the super-large-scale mining team is like a million-strong army in drill, covering the surrounding peaks.

They are mining metal ores, especially rare metals, which are worth more than gold.

With such large-scale mining, it is natural that someone has to control the field, otherwise there will be competition, or internal and external disputes.

It's okay to do business, but it's more expensive, a random work-related injury, it may be hundreds of thousands of millions of compensation, ten or eight injuries a day is the minimum loss of large-scale mining, if they are all compensated according to the order, and earn a fart.

Therefore, the big mine owners like to raise family dogs the most, which can not only solve these problems, but also protect their safety, sleep with a lot of tickets every day, and there is no strong bodyguard on the side, can they sleep?

The person in charge of watching the scene here is not ordinary, it is the ghost sand who claims to be the first sword of Shu Mountain, and he is also the real person of Tianhe.

He once boasted that he was the first sword in Shushan, and his arrogance was naturally there, even if he was a dog for the big gold owner, it was still a domestic dog, and he still had some disdain for this kind of thing.

However, he was obsessed with the improvement of his swordsmanship, and he was too lazy to go around collecting tonics, those things were very expensive, what did he buy them?

can only do some money-making business, and at the same time accept some apprentices and help him buy tonic medicine everywhere.

Decades have passed, and he is now a group of disciples, but he has not been able to get his true transmission, he accepts them just to let them help run errands, and he doesn't really treat them as apprentices, how can he teach them the Tao?

Only one person has obtained his true biography, and that is his son, the Northern Wolf.

"Dad, the south is surging, it should be someone from the Shushan Sword Sect who is here!" The northern wolf is in his fifties, but he looks very young, and he is heroic, and he is very handsome with a blue flying sword behind him.

"Huayangzi, I'll deal with it, you go to Shushan, remember, you must get the Chixiao Flying Sword!" The ghost sand was already gray, and it looked old, but the Tao was not shallow, and his mouth didn't move, and a vigorous and powerful voice came out.

He and his son sat on the top of the Orshan Mountains, letting the Gobi wind stir their robes and hair, looking quite fairy.

In the past, the two of them would go down to help the owner deal with some disputes, of course, with their skills, they could swing their sleeves casually, and things would be settled.

Now that they are all dedicated to cultivating, those little things are all done by their stupid disciples!

It doesn't take much effort on their part, they just need to report the names of their father and son, and many things can be settled.

The first sword in Shushan, who dares to provoke?

"Don't worry, Dad, I've wanted to go to Shushan for many years, and this time I can finally get my wish!" As he spoke, the northern wolf jumped into the sky and walked away, and his hearty laughter was like the roar of a goshawk in the Gobi sky, resounding through the sky.