The matter of the city has been completed, and the disciples of the Qinglingmen gathered by the lake on the outskirts of the city.

Senior Brother Fang's face suddenly darkened when he saw Yanle taking Ji Jiuluo with him, "Senior Brother Yanle, why did you bring this girl with you?" ”

"What happened?"

His voice was as cold as water, Ji Jiuluo looked up at the person who came, ten years later, his face was still the same, Qushui Sword sounded, he was ...... Jing Liusang !!

Jingliu Sang is the second of the three swords of Qingling, and he was famous far and wide as early as ten years ago, Ji Jiuluo never expected to meet him in such a small place as Yecheng! But fortunately, she and Jing Liusang are not hostile.

"Uncle Shi"

Everyone bowed.

Jing Liusang walked over, and his eyes fell on Ji Jiuluo indifferently.

"Uncle Yu, she is an orphan girl rescued by our senior brother and us, there is no place for her in Yecheng, the disciple doesn't know how to settle it, and I ask Uncle Shi to decide."

Yanle was very clever and pulled up the square-faced senior brother, and the square-faced senior brother was not easy to refute in front of Jing Liusang, so he could only keep his mouth shut.

"What's your name?" Jing Liusang stared at Ji Jiuluo, silently holding down the restless Qushui Sword, for some reason he always felt that the girl in front of him was a little strange.

"My name is Luo Jiu'er, what's your name, handsome brother?" Ji Jiuluo looked at Jing Liusang with wide eyes and a smile on his face, and made up a name casually, anyway, now she is an orphan girl that no one knows.

Yan Le couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for Ji Jiuluo when he heard this, this Uncle Jing has a cold temperament, and it is well known that no one dares to talk to him like this in Qinglingmen, but this Ji Jiuluo, who doesn't know the height of the sky, just did it.

According to the previous practice, Jing Liusang would brush his sleeves away, but what surprised them was that Jing Liusang did not have any displeasure, and did not seem to care about Ji Jiuluo's rudeness, could it be that Uncle Jing was extremely tolerant of mortals?

"My surname is Jing Mingliusang, why did you want to enter the Qingling Gate?"

Ji Jiuluo was also a little surprised by Jing Liusang's reaction, remembering the first time I met him, I also talked to him like this, at that time, he couldn't stand it at all, and walked away directly, but he still stopped him with a dead face, and even fought with him because of this.

Ji Jiuluo's eyes rolled, and he looked at Jing Liusang with a smile, "The candy that Yanle gave me is quite delicious, I think it should be good to come to Qingling." ”

Sugar? Where do immortal cultivators get their sugar? The girl named Luo Jiu'er in front of her was obviously talking nonsense.

"Uncle Yu, when I first met Miss Luo, Miss Luo was poisoned by the corpse, so the disciple gave Miss Luo the Repayment Pill." Yanle explained.

Jing Liusang was silent, stretched out his hand to point at Ji Jiuluo's eyebrows, and looked at it intently, but he frowned.

The corpse venom resentment is restrained but has not dissipated, it is obviously a dead person, but there is an immortal vitality, no wonder Qushui will emit a sword sound.

Just when Jing Liusang wanted to dig deeper, Ji Jiuluo slapped Jing Liusang's hand and raised his little face that had already been washed and powdered, "Although I am very cute and you are also very handsome, can you be a little reserved?" ”

Ji Jiuluo straightened out the clothes that were ripped by Jing Liusang, glanced at him, and deliberately teased, "Don't stare at me, it's not me who does things to others, I won't be responsible for you!" ”

Jing Liusang's face was so black that it could drip out of water in an instant, and the disciples saw that their cold Uncle Jing Liusang was deflated, and they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and many people's faces changed color.

Yan Le had already learned Ji Jiu Luotian's ability to not be afraid of the ground, for fear that she would say something shocking again, so he hurriedly changed the topic, "Uncle Shi, Yecheng has been dealt with properly, and I would like to ask Uncle Shi to show me." ”

Jing Liusang ordered, "All the disciples will leave immediately. ”

"Miss Luo, she ......" Yanle was a little worried.

"I'll take her to the boss later."

Brush Brush Brush ......

All the disciples left one after another, leaving only Jing Liusang and Ji Jiuluo by the lake.

"Who are you?"

"Why do you all like to ask this question?" Ji Jiuluo crossed his waist impatiently, "I'll say it one last time, my name is Luo Jiu'er!! ”

"Really?" Jing Liusang glanced at Ji Jiuluo and said lightly, "Can you go somewhere with me." ”

"Where?"

"A dangerous place, but you should be fine."

"You promise?" Ji Jiuluo thought about it and regretted it again, "It doesn't seem to be any good!" ”

"Regardless of the outcome, I promise to let you go to the Qinglingmen Spirit Pool to completely remove the resentment and corpse poison in your body."

"Deal!"

Looking at Ji Jiuluo's proud appearance, Jing Liusang silently flowed a trace of warmth in his heart, not seeing rabbits and not scattering eagles, which is really similar to her.

The sound of the sword sounded, and the Qushui sword turned into a streamer and hung at Jing Liusang's feet.

"Come up!"

Ji Jiuluo glanced at the slender sword body of the Qushui Sword, and suddenly said, "I'm afraid of falling." ”

"Hold on, I won't fall."

"Are you sure?" Ji Jiuluo was skeptical.

Seeing Jing Liusang nodding, Ji Jiuluo deliberately jumped up, but obviously Jing Liusang had already prepared, and the sword body did not shake at all.

In this way, Jing Liusang, who was dressed in white and fluttering, flew into the sky with a small tail in red, in order to take care of Ji Jiuluo, who was thin, Jing Liusang slowed down, but Ji Jiuluo didn't appreciate it and kept urging Jing Liusang to hurry up.

Unsuccessfully, Ji Jiuluo had a bad idea, she remembered that Jing Liusang had a little-known but very common weakness, afraid of itching!

The slender little hand quietly moved up, taking advantage of its unpreparedness to attack the armpit.

Suddenly, the Qushui Sword suddenly shook, throwing Ji Jiuluo, who was not yet able to resist the sword, flying out, and the thin figure fell down rapidly, extremely dangerous, but Ji Jiuluo did not have the slightest worry on his face.

Almost in the next second, Jing Liusang caught her firmly and held her in his arms.

Ji Jiuluo shook his feet proudly, and shouted at Jing Liusang, "Fly faster, fly faster!" ”

Jing Liusang's eyes revealed a rare tenderness, is it a coincidence? Her weaknesses are clearly known only to her. If not, where would you be?

In the blink of an eye, a red and a white two came to a place called Black Col 300 kilometers away from the city, this place is a hundred miles in a circle, the soil is dark and grassy, it is the place where the corpses sink in the ancient battlefield, the corpses are all over the field, and there are many dangers, even the people in the demon road are good at driving corpses and do not dare to set foot easily.

Danger and opportunity coexist, there is a big danger and there is naturally a big opportunity, there are not a few people who have entered the exploration of immortals for thousands of years, but as time goes by, under the elimination of the other, the danger will be eliminated, and this place will be regarded as a place of training by the major Xuanmen, and every once in a while disciples will be sent to experience it.

Goodbye Hei Ji Jiuluo was quite emotional, remembering that her first experience was here, at that time she was innocent and didn't know what death was, but here she realized death for the first time, and watched her fellow die, and experienced what is the despair here.