There is a woman in the Sword Pavilion who has grown up, and this woman loves to raise squirrels the most.

On this day, the squirrel that had been missing for a few days sneaked home,

As soon as I climbed into the nest, a pair of soft and soft wattles came to me.

Unfortunately, it was caught.

The girl who was carrying her little head and slapping the squirrel's ass frantically rebuked:

"You're willing to come back!"

The girl wore a blue dress and a blue tuck with two braids tied up in a blue hair bundle.

twitching and pumping, the strength in his hand slowly weakened,

The poor little squirrel's buttocks had been pumped red, but he was holding something tightly in his hands.

When I brought it to the door of my eyes, it was a wooden token,

The material of the token itself is black camphor wood, which is unremarkable, and there is a mad skeleton printed on the back.

After hesitating, the girl took the token from the squirrel's hand,

The little guy finally had his free hands, and with his squeaky hands and feet,

The girl finally understood that this token was picked up by his little friend from the distant jungle,

It took a lot of effort to bring it back.

"Okay, then I'll save it for you first,

Anyway, there are already a lot of strange things in the bag. ”

The girl muttered and threw the token into the storage bag.

Jumping and jumping, the waist storage bag is very eye-catching.

You must know that the storage bag is different from the storage ring, it is the existence that can hold living things.

At the same time, a bald head came from outside the mountain, dressed in a black robe, and when he saw that there was no one at the door, he entered the gate by himself.

The gate of the Sword Sect is open, and only a stone tablet on the ground has the word Sword Pavilion on it.

Looking closely, every word is actually composed of sword qi,

If you accidentally stare at it for a long time, your eyes will even have a stinging texture.

Seeing the little girl in blue jumping around, the bald head just wanted to say hello,

An old man suddenly appeared in front of the little girl,

He didn't pay attention to anyone, just stood there quietly.

There is only one feeling left in the lifeless heart, and the mountains are ahead.

The momentum was crushed by death.

Cold sweat slipped down the top of his head, and if he dragged it on, he didn't have a chance to say anything, and he couldn't wait any longer.

"Sword Old, offended. ”

After saying this, he put his hands together and began to urge the decree,

The old man's expression moved slightly,

The storage bag was given by him, and his granddaughter was sixteenth birthday.

Although he is older and is often nagged by his granddaughter, he has a good memory.

At this moment, the storage bag began to ooze black light, slowly floating into the air,

A black shadow flashed, and the squirrel pounced, hugged the storage bag, and kicked hard with his two little feet in the air.

The squirrel looks at the granddaughter, the granddaughter looks at the lifeless, the lifeless looks at the squirrel,

Tension on both sides.

The old man, known as the old man of the sword, stretched out two fingers and gently put them together,

The storage bag opened automatically, and a bunch of strange pine cones and rubber seeds flew out.

And, of course, the Ghost King Sect token.

In the silent atmosphere, an exclamation broke the balance,

"It's the token. ”

It turned out to be the Lord of the Discipline Hall and the Great Elder, and the two of them saw that there was silence in the Sword Pavilion.

According to his temperament, he also entered the gate of the Sword Pavilion and entered the courtyard at this time.

The bald head swore that he just twisted the ground on his toes, and he didn't have time to pounce out.

The old man stomped his feet, and the sword pavilion was full of light,

converged, condensed into a formation in the air behind the old man, and as the flying sword behind the old man came out of its sheath and entered the formation,

The entire formation changed completely, the momentum of the attack soared, and more and more streamers were transformed into sword shapes, and the sword formation was facing the right hand of the old man.

The old man clenched a fist in his right hand, twisting it tightly, as if as soon as he let go, the white sword shadow was about to come out of the formation.

No pretense, no deterrence,

One word, dry.

The sword array floated, and the stronger the sword intent on the array, the more sword shadows,

The line of sight began to separate in sheets, and the air was faintly invisibly divided.

Desperate and stubborn,

"Withdraw. ”

The darkness that rushed over the elders poured out of the gate again.

"Come and don't be rude!"

Seeing that he was about to quit the Sword Pavilion Sect without his life,

The old sword waved his right hand forward,

The lifeless reaction is extremely fast, so the skill is repeated, both hands are pushed upward, dense ghost qi gushes out of the palm, it should not be a problem to resist one or two, people are not as good as day by day, the angry Buddha did not break the ghost defense for half a day, half of the breath was not blocked, and it was directly cut.

The Great Elder behind him had a thought in his heart, and summoned a magic weapon, two black round shields,

Half a breath, the shield was knocked away, and a few strands of hair floated down the air,

"Jingle bell", looking at the ground, is a hairpin broken in half,

When the Great Elder touched the top of his head, his scalp was bloody, which seemed to be a demonstration.

"Sect Master, Great Elder!" After a moment, the surrounding elders quickly gathered around,

From behind, everyone could only see the Great Elder with his cloak spread motionless,

He raised his hand and brushed his hair again,

"I'm fine. The bald head answered.

The Great Elder glanced at the Sect Master with a slight surprise.

On the head of the style, on the pretense, who is the opponent of sword cultivation.

Half a day later, the news that the Sword Pavilion Sword Array had scared away the elders of the Ghost King Sect spread far and wide at the foot of the mountain.

Two days later, the Sword Pavilion Boss Sword Elder went out of the sect alone,

Showing sincerity, the two Sword Pavilion elders stayed in front of the sect,

When he was ten steps away from the people of the Ghost King Sect, he took the initiative to stop.

Throwing an object from his arms, he caught it and saw that it was a token.

"I've asked about it, there are contradictions between disciples, so be it. ”

Seeing that the old man turned around and wanted to leave, he hurriedly called him without a life,

"Then the Phoenix Feather Feather, we are determined to win?"

The old sword stopped and thought,

"Your master's magic weapon? ”

After saying that, he continued to walk up the mountain,

The bald head believed most of it at this time, and the sword elder was highly respected,

The fists are hard, there's no need to lie to me to a junior, right?

In his last effort, he exhaled:

"I don't know if I have seen the power of the sword formation when the angel came to the Sword Sect. ”

Jian Lao was a little surprised, and finally turned back to Wulife.

Looking at the lifeless guard expression, he asked, "Your master even told you about this?"

"How do you know that the old man didn't start it at that time."

After saying this, the sword elder fell silent,

He remembered that his sword heart was dusty, and he was already at the high level of Mahayana ten years ago, and he was stuck at the peak of Mahayana for so many years.

"You kid is also a Mahayana high level, you can hide it from others, and you can hide it from me. ”

Wuming grinned: "Sword Elder is what you say." ”

"You really didn't take that black feather feather?"

Seeing that the corners of the old sword's eyes twitched, and he was about to be angry,

He hurriedly said goodbye and left with everyone, no longer blocking the door.

When the black robes were far away, the elders of the Two Sword Pavilion instantly came to the side of the sword elder,

Vaguely listening to the sword elder sigh with emotion:

"The hero is a teenager, this ghost cultivator only needs a lot of energy to advance to the ascension period, a little envious. ”

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kamikaze mountainside,

The young woman is exhausted,

The four of them scuffled, sweating profusely.

If it weren't for the elders' strength, the two of them would have been attacked, and there was really no chance of being spared.

Thinking of this, the young master scolded angrily: "What a pair of adulterers." ”

Lao Huang's heart fluttered when he listened, and the offensive in his hand slowed down,

The young master of the Shenyin faction seized this opportunity and broke out of the offensive,

didn't take two steps, an object appeared out of thin air, and the young master was caught off guard and collided with it.

was relieved for such a moment, and returned to the battle circle again,

When I looked down in a hurry, it was a gold-edged storage bag with a black background.