"Disciple of the Sword Yang Sect?" Jian Zhu suddenly spoke.

Jiuying nodded, and didn't say much, but the red bazheng next to him smiled, "You kid has the eyesight, since you know that I am a person from the Sword Yang Sect, you must have seen me too, come and call the red master to listen." ”

Hearing this, Gu Lingxi snorted and laughed, looked at Jian Zhu silently, forgive her for not holding back, she couldn't imagine that if Hong Bazheng knew that he was his ancestor, would he still be able to talk like this?

Jian Zhu glanced at her coldly and motioned for her to stand still obediently.

"Gu Lingxi, what are you laughing at?" Hongba shook the big knife in his hand, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, as if to signal her to explain honestly.

By the way, he glanced at the sword bamboo next to her, and he couldn't feel his skill rank at all, it turned out to be just a handless young man, and pinching him to death was as simple as stepping on an ant.

Hongba saw Jianzhu protecting Gu Lingxi behind him, and snorted very sneeringly, "Yo! I don't see it, it's still a lover who sacrifices his life to save beauty." ”

Gu Lingxi laughed even more unscrupulously behind him, leaning behind Jian Zhu and pulling his clothes, "Brother, he treats you as his apprentice...... Hahaha......"

Jian Zhu's face sank, and it instantly turned black to the bottom of the pot. glared at her, and only she dared to talk to herself so unscrupulously.

He set his gaze on the red tyrant, and the cold light under his eyes became denser and denser.

"I don't see that I'm quite temperamental, and I have the ability to beat me! Come on!" the red boss beckoned to them.

"Beat you?" Jian Zhu's eyes were full of contempt, and he raised his eyes and looked coldly at the self-righteous Red Bazheng, "You are not qualified enough." Let's go, let's go in. He turned around and grabbed Gu Lingxi's wrist.

"You can really bear it?" Gu Lingxi secretly sighed to himself, he really deserved to be the master of a sect, so he didn't get angry.

"No matter what, he's my grandson. As soon as Jian Zhu's words fell, a sharp sword light fell on top of them at a speed like the wind.

"Live...... Hand ......" Nine Eagles instantly despaired, and didn't hold the stupid pig. He finally remembered who he was. That was the ancestor of his sword raising door, Jianzhu.

His hands froze in mid-air, his face untouchable. The knife of the red tyrant has been swung out.

The smile on the corner of Hongba's mouth gradually solidified, turning from smugness to horror, and his legs couldn't stop shaking.

With the snap of his fingers, the sword he regarded as a treasure turned into pieces, and a fragment of the knife had fallen on his neck. If Jian Zhu moved slightly, his life would have been managed by Lord Yama.

"Who the hell are you?" he asked, stunned by the fear in his heart.

Jian Zhu's gaze was a little colder, and he was so shocked that he kept shaking, and a stream of heat had been left along his thighs to the soles of his feet, and the wet area was getting bigger and bigger. He didn't care about face, and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"You don't remember the villain, you are my grandfather, I call you grandpa, let me go!" Although Hong Bazheng knelt on the ground, he was also hindered by the blade on his neck, and he did not kowtow.

Jian Zhu raised his eyebrows and let out a long sigh, "Jian Yangmen uses swords as exercises, how can he accept a fool who makes a knife?"

Hearing this, Jiuying immediately knelt in front of him, and before he had time to glare at the stupid pig, he leaned over to the ground, "Ask the Ancestor to bypass him, after all, he is a disciple of the Sword Yang Sect." You can't blame the master for this. ”

The word ancestor entered his ears, and Hongba Zheng felt in vain that he had been hit by countless knives in his chest, this false benevolence and false righteousness of Jiuying had not reminded him that this was the ancestor, sword and bamboo!

He recalled a series of actions of his own just now, and he wanted to slap himself a few big ears and fan himself out of his sight.

He glanced at the Nine Eagles who were on the ground with hatred, the matter of resurrecting the ancestor has always been that he followed Jian Pingfeng's ass, so naturally he had seen Jian Zhu.

This hatred, he Hongba fought for it.

He immediately pleaded again and again, "Ancestor, for the sake of me being a disciple of the Jianyangmen, you can bypass me!

Jianzhu didn't even give him a front, but his eyes fell on Jiuying's body in unison, "How did you know that I was Jianzhu?"

He leaned over the ground, but he didn't dare to get up, "I saw you in the Ten Thousand Years Xuanbing with my master!"

"I see. Jian Zhu's expression froze, "You can't mention it to Jian Pingfeng when you see me." ”

Jiuying was stunned, Jian Zhu's expression changed slightly, and he coldly spit out a word, "Huh?"

Hongba fought for it, and immediately slapped his ass again and again, "This is natural, you still have the final say." You are the supreme leader of the sword. ”

Jian Zhu snapped his fingers, and the blade of his neck turned to ashes. He instantly sat on the ground like a mess of mud, gasping for air, okay, okay, not dead.

After a while, he noticed a cold gaze staring at him, Jian Zhu just wanted to praise him, but seeing him sitting on the ground like a mess of mud, Yaxing was swept away in an instant, leaving only a pair of eyes covered with layers of ice

Hongbazheng calmed down a little, and in vain mentioned his throat again, this ancestor is really incomprehensible! He reluctantly squeezed out a smile, raised his eyes like a lover, and called affectionately, "Ancestor." ”

In this meeting, Gu Lingxi couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled the corner of Jianzhu's clothes, "Brother, let's go!"

Jian Zhu's disgusted eyes glanced at him, and waved his sleeves, "Let's go." Don't follow. ”

Looking at the two people who were drifting apart, Hongbazheng and Jiuying breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and the matter finally came to an end.

"Sure enough, this kind of thing still depends on my charm, and even a god-like person like the ancestor can't resist my temptation. Hongbazheng stroked his slightly unkempt hair, and raised his head to release his charm.

Jiuying lightly skimmed his pants, which were already wet and had no dry place, and said in a tone of how he became a nervous disorder, "Your charm is great." Then he turned and left.

"This is the ...... of nature" shook his head again, and his red hair fluctuated.

After a moment, he realized that something was wrong, "Why does it smell weird?" sniffed carefully, smelled the crotch of his pants, and "Ah......" The orchid fingers that looked like a woman were cocked.

After a while, he returned to normal. After thinking about it carefully, the picture just now was really miserable, "Could it be that the cultivation of the exercises has gone wrong?"

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Inside the Valley of Defeated Flowers.

The sight of the Valley of Lost Flowers surprised both of them at the same time.

The valley of ruined flowers, which was originally lifeless, has changed the scene of decay in the past, with flowers blooming everywhere, trees flourishing and lush, and the whole spring has come with a sense of déjà vu.

"I haven't seen you for hundreds of years, and I still miss it very much! Old man Bi, I'm here. "Jian Zhu Dao.

Against the sky only for you

Against the sky only for you