The moon hangs high and the sky is full of stars.

In an elegant courtyard, Chen Xiao leaned on the veranda, the white jade wine jug the size of a mature gourd was barely grasped by Chen Xiao with one hand, and he raised his head to drink, letting the sweet and bitter charming aroma of wine spread in his mouth......

Raised a somewhat white palm, held it high above his head, blocked in front of him, looked through the gap between his fingers, looked at the glorious drink tray in the sky, his ears moved slightly, and the whirring wind brought information from a radius of thousands of miles, sighed softly, and withdrew his palm a little lazily, his eyes were fleeting, and he didn't know what he was thinking......

"Ask what is the situation in the world, it is a promise of life and death, ten thousand swords pierce the heart and never regret it, look at each other and smile at the king's power......" muttered to himself, and suddenly the boundless words came out of Chen Xiao's mouth, his eyes closed slightly, and the surrounding environment became quiet again.

Only the chirping of birds on the branches, and the sound of flowing water on the shore of the quiet lake beside the courtyard......

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Thousands of miles away, on the top of a mountain cliff.

The breeze is blowing, the greenery is green, and in the dim night, a small figure stands on a thick branch between the swings of the tree shadows, less than twenty centimeters tall, with long golden soft hair, a fair face, and a pink robe, but it is the lower body of a plush spider, not only not terrible but also a hint of playful cuteness.

With such a size, he has not taken off the demon body, at most he is just a little demon who has cultivated for decades, if it weren't for what Chen Xiao did a few days ago, no demon dared to enter here for 30,000 miles, in this dangerous deep mountain, the little spider has eight lives that are not enough to die!

The little spider spirit's little face showed a faint crimson, and her eyes looked at Huang Fengcheng under the mountain without blinking, looking serious, looking at her frowning from time to time, closing her eyes from time to time, and looking around from time to time, you knew what she was remembering.

From the corners of her curved mouth, she knew how happy she was, and then looked at Huang Fengcheng, who was only the size of a palm at the bottom of the mountain, and looked down at her small body, and her little face bulged: "If you go all night, you should be able to arrive before he practices swords in the morning......

has been imprisoned for decades, living a life that is worse than death, and now because of that person, he has been released, and the first thing the little spider spirit wants to do is to look at the scenery outside.

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The early morning sunlight shone in through the gap between the windows, shining on the bed and still sleeping on the bed, Chen Xiao, felt the hot sunlight on his face, stretched his waist lazily, and yawned extremely satisfied.

"Hmmm......"

Slowly crawled out of bed, moved his muscles slightly, changed into a green shirt, recovered a little spirit in his eyes, and looked at the hinterland of the royal family separated by several courtyards, which was also the residence of their Daomen weapons, and the mansion of the royal power and wealth, and said to himself, "It's quite early." ”

Under the scorching sun, the sword shadows danced one after another, the sound of breaking the air was endless, and the sword flashed in the world, but it was a pity that such a set of swordsmanship, such a set of sword techniques, but no one appreciated it, and the residence of the Daomen soldiers was not something that ordinary people could come......

The breeze swept by, a green leaf broke away from the ancient tree, quietly fell, with the sword fluttering, the strong wind attracted the green leaf, a sword came west, as fast as lightning, a sword light flashed in the pupils.

"......Huh" Wang Quan Fugui exhaled heavily, exhaled three feet of turbid breath, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he slowly collected the sword and returned it to the sheath, Wang Quan's physical sword technique, three times a day, he maintained it for ten years! Even at the age of twelve, he was no match for anything but the head of the family.

He only has three things in his life, eating and sleeping, dancing and cultivating, and killing monsters. In this palatial courtyard, he lived a life of fine clothes and fine food, but he was only taken out of the house twice in his life, and the last time he went out, what the scenery he saw was like, his mind was already a little blurred.

A little more loneliness, a little less popularity, no one cares what he thinks, because everyone treats him as a weapon, and weapons have no ideas......

Casually cast a cleansing talisman, a body of sweat and stains disappeared cleanly, Wang Quan Fugui sat on the stone bench without saying a word, picked up a teacup casually, and took a sip of tea, this is the only thing he likes to do in his spare time, tea, Wang Quan Fugui does not like to drink, but every time he tastes tea, the faint bitterness that echoes in his mouth in the tea can replace the desolation in his heart......

As soon as he tasted it, the movements of the royal power and wealth stopped, his indifferent eyes trembled a few times, he held the sword, took out the sword, and without squinting, a sword was out, and a wooden sword showed great power in his hand!

Rumble!

There was a loud bang, countless tiles flew one after another, the sword light flashed, and the entire roof was cut straight more than half! The incisions are neatly cut, and who can believe that it was made by a wooden sword? If you are someone else, even if you give it a high-grade fairy sword, it won't be very powerful......

The terrifying sword aura rubbed shoulders with the little spider spirit hiding on the roof, it was the little spider who had watched the scenery all night on the high mountain peak.

"Why did you come back? Didn't you already let your sister let you go? Wang Quan Fugui said lightly, if it weren't for the fact that the monster that came was a little spider who had a relationship, this sword would definitely not be crooked!

"But...... But ......" The little spider spirit was obviously frightened, and after talking for a long time, he couldn't say a complete sentence, and a cute little face was frightened at this time, and there was no blood, "But...... I would like to ask you...... Why...... Why didn't you kill me? ”

"Why should I kill you?" The royal power is rich and plain, and there is no trace of waves, and he really doesn't seem to know about the problem of the little spider spirit.

"I'm a demon! Aren't all Taoist priests going to kill monsters? "A funny scene happened, a monster asked a Taoist priest why he didn't kill her? The little spider's dazed and anxious tone, people who don't know her innocent personality are afraid that they will think of her as begging for death.

"Really? It turns out that the outside world ...... Is it the duty of a Taoist priest to fight monsters? Wang Quan Fugui drank all the tea in the cup and said clearly.

"You don't know?"

"The first time I heard about it, I always acted according to the instructions of the head of the family." Wang Quan Fugui could not hide a trace of sadness in his tone, and he said, "Besides, ...... Do you think I'm a Taoist? ”

"I'm just a 'weapon' that has only been brought out of the house twice, and the weapon doesn't take the initiative to attack people, so ...... Run away, and don't be locked up like me again. ”

After the words fell, Wang Quan Fugui put down the teacup, got up and left slowly......