After eating, Xiao Luding cleaned up the table.

Ning Mengzhen was beating faster, bowing his head slightly, his eyelashes trembling, and quietly looked at the Holy Son.

He's not going to ask me to sleep tonight, is he?

He had once again reached the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Realm, and his qi and blood were sufficient, and it was difficult for him to help himself.

I am about to finish, I will be used to vent my lust, and then I will be abandoned.

She looked a little pitiful, and glanced at Xia Ji from time to time.

"Is there anything on my face?"

"No, no, no..."

Xiao Luding didn't dare to look at it anymore, hurriedly finished cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and ran away in a panic.

Xia Ji lay comfortably on the bed at this time, but he unconsciously appeared in his mind the strange black eggs on the fourth floor of the Cloud Heart Pavilion, and the pair of pupils behind the door when he bathed in the afternoon.

This world is full of mysteries to be solved, and it's not just Gao Wu.

The next day, early in the morning.

Pang Jing carried the king butcher knife on his back, his expression was indifferent, and he stood outside Xia Ji's house with his chest crossed.

He had been waiting since dawn.

In summer, the frogs cries gradually cease and the cicadas chirp.

The young man with his back was in extreme silence.

Between movement and stillness, there is a certain peculiar meaning.

When Xiao Luding made breakfast and entered the yard, he only saw the tall figure in the yard, and he couldn't help but be startled, patting his chest, oh mom, what did Senior Brother Pang come over early in the morning to do?

Yesterday, Senior Brother Pang and the Holy Son did not know each other, and stood beside the Holy Son at a critical moment.

Think about it... At that time, there were only two people behind the Holy Son, himself and him.

Therefore, Ning Mengzhen felt that Pang Jing was also quite kind.

So he stepped forward with a plate and said hello: "Senior Brother Pang has had breakfast?"

Pang was surprised: "Hmm. ”

"Senior Brother Pang is here to wait for the Holy Son?"

Pang was surprised: "Hmm. ”

"What is Senior Brother Pang doing looking for the Holy Son?"

Pang was surprised: "Hmm. ”

He didn't look down on Ning Mengzhen at all.

Ordinary Companion disciples don't know, he doesn't know.

The furnace of the Holy Son is just a tool.

Ning Mengzhen felt a little embarrassed, and walked forward with his head sideways, and he didn't notice that there were steps in front of him.

He stumbled, screamed "ahh

The plate in his hand also spilled out.

When he was about to land, the king butcher knife behind Pang Jing's back turned to his hand as if he was conjuring, and shot out at almost the same time.

The sheath of the King Butcher shot out, and a swift shadow swept by, and the huge blade of the knife was right across the plate, maintaining its balance, and slowly landing on the plate with it.

The rice porridge, pickled vegetables and dried radish, large meat buns, and vinegar dishes on the dinner plate were not spilled.

Ning Meng really breathed a sigh of relief, lately, he has been thinking about "when will his furnace be used", and he is a little distracted, but there is no way, what should come will always come.

She even had a spring dream last night.

In the dream, I was forced to put on a tight leather coat in the style of the queen, and I snapped it with a long whip, and then the Holy Son came and threw myself down...

Seeing that the breakfast was not spilled, Xiao Luding breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Pang." ”

Pang Jing smiled coldly: "I'm not worried about you being punished, I'm worried that the Holy Son's breakfast time will be delayed, and the time of our swordsmen is very precious." ”

Ning Mengzhen felt the taunt from the top of the chain of contempt, like being struck by lightning, his body froze, and then he smiled and picked up the plate on the king butcher's knife.

And then, the door opened.

Xia Ji walked out.

Pang Tian's eyes lit up, and his gaze was completely different from the one he had just looked at Xiao Lu Ding.

The nine-foot young man clenched his fists and said solemnly: "Holy Son, I am here to resign, this time I will go back to the Holy Hall in Beiliangzhou, and then walk out of Guanshan to have a good experience." ”

Guanshan is the border of Wei, and beyond it is the terrible thieves, it is a chaotic territory, a hell for the weak, and even the strong can die.

"Although the robbers are fierce, my heart is even worse! Yesterday I fought with you, I learned a lot, and I also knew that I was sitting in a well and watching the sky, if I didn't go out, the position of the guru of the Beiliangzhou Holy Hall would be mine sooner or later, but so what?

I am frightened, I want to fight with more strong people, on this road, if I stop and die, it means that I Pang someone is just like this, thinking about it is all fantasy, then it is just right to die, and the province is embarrassed.

I have come to say goodbye to you today to tell you my determination, my holy son, that in seven years' time, if I don't die, I will definitely come back and challenge you again. ”

Xia Ji stared at the young man with a tiger's back and a knotted muscle.

In the courtyard, the wind suddenly rose.

"Okay, seven years, I'll wait for you. ”

Xia Ji said in a deep voice, with incomparable confidence in his voice.

Pang laughed in surprise, retrieved the king butcher knife, carried it on his shoulder, and suddenly stepped on it, and the whole person shot out of the courtyard like a cannonball, and a heroic voice came from a distance.

"Holy Son, before I see you again, you can't be defeated by others! Our swordsman has never been a second word, in this world, there is only one knife, and a person's voice can exist!"

The sound faded away.

Still in his ears, Pang was like the drumbeat of the gods in heaven and earth, and every step he took would produce an earthquake-like roar.

In an instant, he had already left the Holy Gate, left the Blue Sky Mountain, and headed all the way north, not even riding a horse.

Even if Ning Mengzhen didn't reach this realm, he also felt the pride and ambition in the brief conversation between the two, and for a while, he also burned.

This once again shows the attribute of "brain circuits are really not complicated" of Xiaoluding.

It has nothing to do with her, she can burn it up.

After eating breakfast, Xia Ji went directly to the side hall.

Elder Heavenly King had been waiting for him in the temple for a long time.

The last time he came here, he had to be tested, and everywhere he went, there were suspicious eyes from everyone, a look of disapproval, and he looked like he was about to hang up.

But this time, the Heavenly King Lao Tzu bowed slightly from afar to show his respect for this holy son.

At dawn yesterday, the young man came with a sword in the morning light, and faced Pang Jing, who had been sitting alone in the Dry Leaf Pavilion for nearly three months, and won the battle, and subdued the opponent, shocked the Holy Gate, and then defeated the Elder of the Sacred Heart with vigorous and resolute means.

Is Pang arrogant?

Of course.

The arrogant almost thinks that everyone in the world is stupid, and sooner or later he will be the first in the world.

But he also has the capital of pride.

I want to be like Pang Jing, where did the Holy Son have such an achievement at the age of sixteen, but unfortunately Pang Jing was born at the wrong time and met the Holy Son.

He is born and bright!

"Holy Son, please be seated. ”

Elder Heavenly King laughed and led Xia Ji into the main hall.

The good-looking maid served tea, looked at Xia Ji in awe, and then bowed down.

The Elder turned out a stack of golden-covered books, which recorded the monthly gang affairs and events, which can be described as the geographical history of the Holy Gate.

"Holy Son, with all due respect, although you defeated Pang Jing, your reputation still needs to be consolidated, after all, the previous incident of your complete skill making the entire Holy Gate uproar, otherwise there would not be so many people coming back to compete for the position of Holy Son.

If it weren't for the shock, you might have to face more challenges.

Pang was shocked to sit in the Withered Leaf Pavilion, but he drove away many elite disciples. ”

As he spoke, Heavenly King Lao Tzu flipped out the top transaction book, "There is just one thing that can make the Holy Son regain your prestige, you can take a look." ”