"On the other side, I'm not here to cause trouble, why don't you just treat it as if you didn't see it and let me go, how about it?"

Zhong Junxiu held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that the other side would retreat after he drew his sword, instead of continuing to waste his time here.

"This can't be done, if you don't let you leave something before leaving, won't you go around boasting about how you once escaped at the hands of the Seven Masters of the Wasteland?"

This fire-also showed his figure, with a sharp voice, a bright red robe, but a slender man's face, his posture was twisted and contrived, and he looked very demonic.

Zhong Junxiu stopped talking, and silently prepared to make a big move.

"Hahahahaha! Before you die, you can see my peerless 'Angry Lotus Burning the Sky', and you can be regarded as a well-deserved death! The red-robed monk, one of the so-called Seven Masters of the Wasteland, shook his hands and the big red robe, and dozens of flames the size of a millstone appeared around him, and flew towards Zhong Junxiu with his smug laughter.

Where did you get the courage!

Zhong Junxiu wanted to complain like this, but it was a pity that he was destined to be the kind of character that would only be stuffy in his bones, so he was silent on the outside, and only formed the thirty-six Xuantian sword qi into a sword prison array, and waited quietly.

The first lotus flame fell to the edge of the sword web, like a flying insect's slender and weightless legs falling onto the spider's web, although that weight was not even heavier than a few sandy sands, but for the spider who spun the web, this weight was only magnified in his perception to the point that it was as obvious as if someone had been punched hard, and there was no way to ignore it.

Whoosh!

Domino effect!

Obviously, there are only thirty-six sword qi, but the thirty-six Xuantian sword qi shuttles back and forth at an extremely high speed in the entire Sword Hell Array at a speed infinitely close to the speed of sound, and in just a short time, the thirty-six Xuantian sword qi has launched a total of thousands of sword qi cuts, and these dozens of lotus flames are blown around by the wind brought by the high-speed flight of the sword qi, as if they have also fallen into this stagnant air flow for a while, unable to move.

"This ......!"

The red-robed monk was already dumbfounded, and watched his "Angry Lotus Burning Sky" being twisted into dozens of brilliant fireworks in the night sky with his sword qi in the blink of an eye.

Whoosh!

The Sword Hell Array moved, and the thirty-six sword qi intertwined with the storm of thousands of sword qi, and the red-robed monk was only a few seconds slower to react.

Rumble!

The sword prison has passed, and the sky is full of blood rain!

Looking at the original location of the red-robed monk, where is there still a figure?

Only this scarlet blood rain that melted into the night was like broken sand, which showed how frequent and finely these sword qi were cut.

"A sword...... Wait a minute! Damn, I forgot to ask him about his exercises...... But it would be good to run before his companions arrived! ”

Zhong Junxiu's mind thought about a lot of things for a moment, and almost at the same second, his body had already moved.

Hiding the originally obvious sword light, Zhong Junxiu let the black sword qi envelop him, and quietly flew into the background of the night sky without night.

Not long after, Zhong Junxiu returned to a certain mountain peak near Xujia Village and joined Gu Qinglian and Zhong Xiuxue.

Seeing him come back, Gu Qinglian was the first to come to him, and said with a headache: "What are you going to do with these women?" ”

From the questioning of them, as well as the supplement of the flower essence of Aster, Gu Qinglian probably understood what was going on.

"Send them back?" Zhong Junxiu replied seemingly casually, and glanced at these people.

Because of his return, although it is now night, these people have all woken up, and the four original ** are now staring at him in a frightened group with a little curiosity, and they also subconsciously approached Gu Qinglian, it seems that the matter of being taken away by Zhong Junxiu is also fantastic and strange for them.

Gu Qinglian lowered her voice and said slightly angrily: "Lingxiu Daoyou, you obviously know what their identity is, and you destroyed that place again, but haven't you thought about how to deal with the aftermath?" ”

"What do you want to deal with the aftermath, wouldn't it be nice to let them live in this village directly?" Zhong Junxiu seems to have other plans, and it is not the same as what he usually shows.

"This village...... Maybe someone saw them when they came down the hill to town, and once they all knew where they came from, how would you let them live here?! Gu Qinglian was not very relieved about their future life.

"I really don't know how you can cultivate to the current realm so easily in your heart...... Snow, come here. Zhong Junxiu sighed and beckoned to Zhong Xiuxue.

"You four, now the brothel where you were originally has been destroyed by me, and the Xu Daniu and his thug accomplices who captive you from prostitution were also killed in my battle with another monk not long ago, and now you want to stay in this village, or go back to the town to live, or go back to your own home, I will follow you."

Zhong Junxiu then looked at the few ** who had been captured by him, and said calmly and coldly with an attitude completely different from when he came to the door as a guest before.

Hearing such an answer, these ** saw that Zhong Junxiu and his party looked like real good people, not the wicked people who forcibly kidnapped them or abducted them by various means before, so they let go of their guards.

"Kindness and righteousness! I also want to go home, but the road is far away and I am afraid that there are many monsters and monsters on the road, and I hope that the benefactors can be merciful and give us another ride. ”

"Don't send it!"

A prostitute...... Or she was already an ordinary woman, she boldly wanted to ask for a bodyguard, but Zhong Junxiu categorically refused.

Gu Qinglian glanced at him on the side, but Zhong Junxiu said indifferently: "Gu Daoyou, compared to the tens of thousands of miles you walked alone in order to seek the Tao, I think their family should be no more than a thousand miles away, there is no need for someone to send it, and it is not a baby who can't walk by himself." ”

Finally at this moment, as soon as Zhong Junxiu said this, one of the two women's eyes lit up, and suddenly blessed her heart, pulling the young girl who seemed to be her sister next to her to kneel down together.

The woman kowtowed again and again, and bowed and kowtowed nine times before raising her head.

This time he raised his head, his eyes met Zhong Junxiu, Rao is Zhong Junxiu's knowledge is as rich as the sea, and at this time, he can't help but see a new scenery in his eyes.

Although the woman's forehead was bleeding profusely, her expression was resolute, her eyes were clear and unwavering, and she looked straight at him.

"Cheng was rescued by Engong, I have something to ask for, if Engong agrees, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for Engong in this life, no two hearts!"

In the face of this sonorous request, Zhong Junxiu just smiled subtly, and then glanced at Zhong Xiuxue, and she also nodded lightly.

"Yes, I know what you are asking for, so get up."

Zhong Junxiu didn't say much, only smiled mysteriously, waved his sleeve robe, and with an invisible mana, he supported the two girls to stand up, so that they could no longer kneel.

"Take the sword! From now on, you will be my sword maid, and as long as I have a breath in heaven and earth, you will no longer have to bow your knees to anyone. ”

Zhong Junxiu drank lightly, but he had infinite pride, and saw that the ruler-long and short sword on his waist roared lightly, and he automatically broke free from the belt and threw it into the hands of this woman.