At the same time, not long after Xiaoyao and Ling'er left Yuhang Town, they met an extremely sloppy Taoist wearing a Taoist robe and holding a wine gourd.

"Young and slow, are you from Yuhang Town?"

"Huh~ It stinks!"

Li Xiaoyao was dizzy from the smell of the oncoming rush.

Ling'er frowned and fanned the air, "Brother Xiaoyao, let's go quickly!" ”

After that, he pulled Li Xiaoyao and was about to leave.

"Wait, your name is Li Xiaoyao?"

The sloppy Taoist is like a loach, no matter how the two of them shake it, they just can't get rid of it.

In the end, he was forced to be helpless, Li Xiaoyao stopped and said, "Yes, I'm Li Xiaoyao, a native of Yuhang Town, but I don't know you, it's okay now, if it's okay, we can go, right?" ”

"Don't worry, don't worry," Jiu Jian Immortal saw that Li Xiaoyao was about to slip away again, and hurriedly stopped in front of him and said, "Do you want to learn martial arts, as long as you worship me as a teacher, I will teach you martial arts, very powerful kind!" ”

Li Xiaoyao was stunned when he heard this, if he had changed before, he would definitely be disdainful of the person in front of him, but now he longs for strength and wants to become stronger.

"How long will it take?"

Li Xiaoyao turned around and asked.

"It won't be long, an hour!"

The wine sword fairy opened the wine gourd and poured it violently, and then said with a glass of wine.

"Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship!"

Li Xiaoyao heard that as long as he could learn peerless martial arts in an hour, he didn't care about what the other party said at this time, as long as he could avenge his aunt, let alone kneel down for this sloppy Taoist, even if he called the other party's grandfather, he would not hesitate.

"Brother Xiaoyao, get up, this person is a liar at first glance!"

Zhao Ling'er on the side timidly pulled Li Xiaoyao's arm and whispered.

Her first contact with the outside world was that she was afraid of anything unfamiliar.

Now Li Xiaoyao is her backbone, and seeing Li Xiaoyao so fanatical makes her feel very insecure.

"Female doll, Poor Dao is not a liar, and he doesn't take your money!"

The Wine Sword Immortal poured another sip of wine, then tilted his head and thought for a while before saying, "Two pots of good wine are enough!" ”

"Brother Xiaoyao, let's go!"

Zhao Linger pulled Li Xiaoyao again, but saw that Li Xiaoyao did not move.

"Okay, as long as the master can teach me peerless martial arts, let alone two pots, I will take care of the wine in your life!"

Li Xiaoyao said in a firm tone.

Zhao Ling'er on the side was about to cry, she didn't know why, she always felt that this was not a good thing.

Even if this person is not a liar, Brother Xiaoyao has really learned martial arts and become a generation of heroes, she doesn't think it's a good thing.

This is a woman's intuition, and a woman's intuition is often the most accurate!

"Let's not learn well, it's just simple, isn't it good to be an ordinary person?"

Zhao Ling'er wanted to pull up Li Xiaoyao, who was dedicated to learning martial arts, but she couldn't pull it up, she wanted Brother Xiaoyao to accompany her all the time, even if she couldn't get to Nanzhao, she would be happy to wander all the way.

"Hahaha......"

Seeing that Xiaoyao was so knowledgeable, the wine sword fairy laughed loudly, "Fate, it's all fate, you can't escape, the cycle is endless, and the fate is not endless!" ”

The picture returned to Chen Xuan's side.

Chen Xuan opened his eyes and looked at Mo Binglan, the tingling pain in his neck made him feel unreal.

"I didn't cry, I just remembered an old friend......"

When Mo Binglan heard this, the expression on her face was no longer cold, but she stammered, "I...... I don't know what you're talking about, but ...... But why did you know Jiang Ming? ”

"I said it was a dream I had, dreaming of the catastrophe of Shushan a hundred years ago, do you believe it?"

Chen Xuan's eyes were sincere, and the starlight was reflected in his pupils.

Mo Binglan was stared at by Chen Xuan's eyes uncomfortably, her pretty face turned red, she turned her head and whispered, "I didn't say I didn't believe it, you just said it, fool?" ”

Chen Xuan looked at her with a smile and a strange feeling spread in the back mountains of Yuhang Town.

In front of Chen Xuan's eyes, a picture suddenly appeared.

It was a summer night, and it was a starry sky, and he was molested for the first time in his life.

"Ice blue, Chuzhou City, not far from Yuhang Town, is being attacked by ghosts, go quickly!"

At this moment, the bracelet on Mo Binglan's right wrist reflected a projection of an old man.

This old man's fairy wind bones, although he looks kind and kind-eyed, gives people a temperament that is not angry and self-assured.

"Obey Master's Decree!"

Mo Binglan clenched his fists and bowed, and when he raised his head again, the old man's figure had already dissipated.

"He should be the old man of the Sword Saint of Shushan, right?" Chen Xuan asked.

Mo Binglan nodded, "During the Shushan Catastrophe a hundred years ago, Shizun was only four years old, and he was the only remaining witness. ”

"How much does Miss Mo know about Jiang Ming?"

"Back then, because of this incident, the elite disciples of Shushan were almost dead, Jiang Ming did not enter reincarnation after his death, I secretly saw the Sword Saint Master worship him, but he couldn't light the incense, and then I heard from the master that the current Jiang Ming's strength is not under him!"

Chen Xuan nodded and didn't say much.

This is in line with the plot he is familiar with, although there is no such content in the dream, Chen Xuan has already watched this TV series and played this game, so he can piece together a seven, seven, eight, eight.

Jiang Ming's true strength is still above the Sword Master, and he can be said to be the strongest in the world of "Fairy Sword"!

Especially since he is already extremely powerful and talented, and after becoming a ghost in the Lock Demon Tower, his strength has further skyrocketed!

It's just that what makes Chen Xuan puzzled is ...... Why did he dream about it?

What does Jiang Ming have to do with him?

It's just that he can't think about it much now, so Mo Binglan asked, "Do you know how to resist the sword?" ”

Chen Xuan shook his head with a shy old face.

"Then you stand behind me, Chuzhou City is in danger, we have to hurry up!"

Mo Binglan threw the long sword in his hand upward, and the long sword instantly became three zhang long and one zhang wide.

After she jumped on the giant sword, she stretched out her hand and said, "Come on, although I don't know your true strength, I don't even know how to use the sword, I want to deal with the ghosts enough, and then you can help me transfer the people!" ”

Chen Xuan looked at the pair of slender jade hands that were as tender as green lotus, stunned, and then grasped it.

The touch was soft and tender, which made Chen Xuan a little thought for a while.

"Hey, why are you stunned?"

Mo Binglan's face was red, and his voice was sweet and glutinous, as thin as a mosquito ant.

"Oh, good!"

After Chen Xuan stepped on the giant sword, he stood behind Mo Binglan and was at a loss for a while.

As the greatsword slowly rose, a fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

It was the first time that Chen Xuan stood at a height of 100 zhang from the ground without any kind of measures, and it was false to say that he was not nervous!

His breathing was short, his heartbeat was racing violently, and as the speed of the flying sword became faster and faster, Chen Xuan's nervousness became more and more serious.

Mo Binglan glanced back at Chen Xuan, blushed and whispered, "Hold me tight!" ”

"What?"

The wind was very strong in his ears, and Chen Xuan didn't hear it clearly.

Mo Binglan didn't say anything, but her pretty face was red from the root of her ears to her neck.

In the next second, the flying sword accelerated again, shuttling back and forth between the lofty mountains and mountains.

Suddenly, the flying sword trembled, and Chen Xuan was so frightened that he grabbed Mo Binglan's soft waist.

Although he was in a hurry, Chen Xuan's movements were very gentle, and Mo Binglan didn't stop him, but his pretty face turned a little redder.