The ghost king's state of mind is very complicated, and his heart is intertwined with joy and anger.

After his daughter Baguio returned from the Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Cave in Kongsang Mountain, she knew his difficulties as a father and understood his suffering for many years, which made him far more happy than her bringing the Heavenly Book from the Blood Spilling Cave

The estrangement between the father and daughter was eliminated, and there was nothing to talk about.

Baguio jumped in front of him with intimacy, revealing a rare side of his daughter's family, until he understood the fact that his daughter was in love with a young boy.

Zhang Xiaofan, as his name suggests, at a glance, there is nothing surprising about this unpretentious boy, just like those righteous young people who are obsessed with the prejudice of righteousness and demons, and also uphold the idea of hoeing the strong and helping the weak, and helping the world with justice.

But this kid is different, he personally turned into a scribe to tempt, and at first glance recognized the origin of the fire stick he was holding a blade, and it was made by fusing the blood of the ancient black-hearted old man's soul devouring bead with the demon dementor stick.

Because his daughter fell in love with this kid at first sight, it was naturally impossible for him to choose to kill him.

It's just that he didn't expect to get the second moving news in Baguio.

"Daddy, Elder Chen from the sect may be Qingyun's spy, he is Zhang Xiaofan's senior brother, Dazhu Fengtian is not easy to sit down, and he is also the most outstanding disciple of Qingyun."

"What you said is true?" The Ghost King was shocked.

"It's true, I have repeatedly tested Xiao Fan in the Blood Dripping Cave, his senior brother is indeed called Chen Jun, and his swordsmanship is superb, he is very protective of his senior brother, and no one can slander him."

In an instant, a trace of murderous intent appeared on the faces of ten thousand people irrepressibly, a trace of crack appeared in the teacup in his hand, and the water in the cup overflowed into the palm of his hand.

"Daddy, can you please not kill him." Baguio's face panicked, shook his arm, and immediately said: "He is Xiao Fan's closest senior brother, if he dies, Xiao Fan will never forgive me for the rest of his life, he will hate me to death." ”

"I promised, I won't kill him." Wan Xiang regained his kind face and said with a smile: "You go down first, and I will talk to your Uncle Qinglong." “

After Baguio went down, Qinglong appeared from the shadows and sighed, "We searched for it, but we really didn't expect him to be a member of Qingyunmen." ”

Wan Xiang's face was gloomy, and he suddenly stood up, and the chair under the seat immediately fell apart, and he said coldly:

"Thinking back to more than half a year ago, he and we met by chance on Bijiang Lake, and after being invited, I am afraid that this bold plan was set when we met for the first time."

"In view of the embarrassment that there is no young generation of masters in the Ghost King Sect, with peerless swordsmanship and magical powers, one enemy and three, showing amazing cultivation and potential, it is in our arms, and then deliberately use the advanced exercises of Buddhism to dispel our idea that he is the Qingyun generation of the Daomen, and the Taoist Buddha and Buddha also cultivate to the upper vein of scattered sword cultivation."

"Qingyun is so courageous, he is willing to be such a genius disciple, he Chen Jun is also so courageous, he actually risked his life, pointing directly at the high position of my sect, such a young man is a supernatural cultivator, and there is no shortage of scheming skills, if time comes, he must be a Taoist, or even a true person in Qingye."

Qinglong arched his hand and said: "The sect master doesn't need to blame himself, this kind of thing is also unpredictable for us to be dark, we inquired about the Southern Xinjiang Scattered Cultivation Demon Gate, many righteous paths in the Central Plains, but we didn't expect that he was from Qingyunzhong, and he dared to enter our sect with his real name." ”

"But fortunately, he has been in the sect for a relatively short period of time, and he has not been able to access the core secrets, that is, some secrets have been leaked in, and now Qingyun has not given us targeted actions, and there has been no loss."

"A mistake is a mistake, and no amount of excuses can undo it."

Ten thousand people looked at each other, "Our secrets have been leaked so much, it's not that Qingyunmen doesn't want to act, but that they want to put a long line to catch bigger fish, those who don't plan the overall situation are not enough to seek a domain, and those who don't plan everything are not enough to plan for a while." ”

"So what should we do?" Qinglong asked.

Thousands of people asked, "Where is he now?" ”

"I heard the information among the sect people, after receiving the news from the sect master, he has already set off to come to the East China Sea to help ambush Kui Niu."

Ten thousand people looked at each other, and they didn't speak for a long time, and only after a long time did they say: "The righteous side heard that we have jointly dispatched, how many people have come?" ”

"The first of the two powerful Qingyun Sects, Longshou Peak Cangsong, Dazhu Peak Tian Buyi, and many elite disciples, many senior monks of Tianyin Temple and some alliance forces of the righteous path."

"That's a lot." Wan Xiang smiled coldly: "Back then, the righteous path pressed my Holy Gate for a hundred years, and now my Holy Gate has been revived, and its power is even stronger than before, how can we do it if we don't let them see our power?" ”

"What does the sect master mean?" Qinglong wondered.

"Qingyunmen wants to use Chen Jun's sword to hit us hard, how can we not plan for them instead."

Qinglong's eyes lit up, "If the sect master has a good strategy, he can weaken the strength of the righteous path and push us to ambush Kui Niu, and if this matter can be successful, it can also reduce the prestige of the leader of the Qingyun righteous path." ”

"It's just that Chen Jun, what should I do with this kid afterwards?"

"Kill...."The words blurted out, and the ten thousand people remembered the pleading gaze of their daughter just now, and sighed: "Abolish the dantian qi sea, in short, you can't let him have any more cultivation." ”

"Remember that this trip is to give priority to Kui Niu, so that the forces such as the Hundred Poisons, the Old Lord of Duanmu, and the Vampire Old Demon will come as soon as possible."

The hall was quiet for a long time.

However, he said that Chen Jun's side received a warrant from 10,000 people and flew to Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea unhurriedly.

In the past few days, Edgeworth has been flying, and I have been able to meet a lot of monks rushing in the direction of the East China Sea, either the right path, or demon cultivation, and of course, there are many casual cultivators who want to see the excitement.

Zhou Zhou Xian was one of them, and after walking for two or three days, he finally arrived at Changhe City, which is three or four hundred miles away from Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea.

And after breaking up with Baguio in the Dripping Blood Cave, Zhang Xiaofan heard the news that the two realms of good and evil in the world had converged in the East China Sea, and he also used the magic weapon to come here, and planned to live in an inn called 'Haiyun Tower' on this day.

When he was about to pay the innkeeper next to the counter, a voice with a little anxiety suddenly came from behind him, saying: "Ah, this little brother, you are covered with dark clouds, the Yin Hall is black, and your face is dead, something is wrong!" ”

Zhang Xiaofan's heart was cold, mistakenly thinking why he was a charlatan, and when he turned around, he saw an old man standing in front of him, with white hair and a clear face, looking a little crane bone fairy wind, and the appearance of a master, at a glance, it made people feel a little respectful, and beside the old man, there was an eight- or nine-year-old girl with two pigtails, who was lively and cute, holding a string of rock sugar gourds in her hand, and was eating with relish.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned by the demeanor of Zhou Xian for a while, and muttered: "What bad luck do you say I have? ”

Zhou Zhou Xian frowned, looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, and looked at Zhang Xiaofan's heart, and then said: "You have a big disaster, I can look at your appearance, but little brother, I need to collect money, do you understand?" ”

Zhang Xiaofan touched his pocket: "How much?" ”

"Ten taels of silver at a time."

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, covered his pocket and shouted: "It's so expensive, I only have a total of four taels of silver, then I don't count." ”

At this time, the shopkeeper of the inn suddenly let out an exclamation, and when he saw the fairy queen on Monday, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran over and said, "Oops! It's you, the old fairy! How did you get here? Alas! This, this, this haven't been seen for thirty years! I've been thinking about you all the time! ”

Zhou Zhou Xian smiled silently, with an excellent temperament, and stretched out his hand to brush the dust on his clothes, which made the shopkeeper admire, and immediately called Xiao to arrange refreshments and meals.

"Shopkeeper, why are you so respectful to this old man?" Zhang Xiaofan asked curiously.

The shopkeeper smiled mysteriously and said: "Thirty years ago, when I met this old gentleman, after his guidance, he opened a big inn, and sure enough, the business is prosperous, rich and prosperous, he has a great kindness to me, if the little brother encounters difficulties, it doesn't matter." ”

Zhang Xiaofan, who was originally suspicious in his heart, beat a drum in his heart, and when he saw Zhou Zhou Xian eating vegetables like you love or not, remembering his predicament, he still walked up, bowed respectfully and said, "Old man, I only have four taels of silver in my hand, can you help me calculate it?" ”

"Four taels?" Zhou Zhou Xian frowned and muttered, "Count you and I as fateful, four taels will be four taels." ”

He stretched out his hand to take the silver in Zhang Xiaofan's hand, but suddenly a familiar voice behind him made him feel excited.

"Okay, you are a Zhou pickpocket, and you actually pit my junior brother."