"He Daxia, you have to invite that Shenwu King over. ”

Sun Zixiong couldn't help but smile.

Even He Aoran's solemn face also had some smiles.

"President Sun is calling you, why don't you come over quickly?!"

He Ao's body was like thunder, rolling towards the man.

The lazy man sighed softly and smiled as if self-deprecatingly.

When he stood up, the wicker was still blowing in the wind.

Birds chirping in the trees can also be heard.

However, an invisible and terrifying momentum is rising.

"Today, I'm in a good mood and don't want to kill. ”

He Ao, who was standing, was about to laugh, but suddenly felt a great fear hit him.

Look closely, where is the lazy and down-and-out man standing far away?

It was clearly the god enshrined in the temple.

He felt an incomprehensible momentum descend from the sky, like a mountain collapsing and pressing down on his shoulder.

His legs couldn't help but swing, and then his whole body trembled.

With a thud, he knelt down.

Mechanically looked sideways at Sun Zixiong, Zhao Hechang, and the rest of the people who came, but found that they were already foaming at the mouth and tilting their heads to one side.

He Ao's face changed drastically, and he was terrified.

He suddenly felt that he and the others before were like clowns.

Laughing at himself, he just laughed at himself.

It's just that... Who is this man?!

"I have an old relationship with Blowing Snow, you are young and ignorant, I don't want to make things difficult for you. Take them away. ”

The man's voice was indifferent, looking into the distance.

The strongest swordsman of the Jiangnan Sword Pavilion was kneeling, the vice president of the Chamber of Commerce was dizzy, and the mother and daughter of the Wang family were unscathed.

On the island in the middle of the lake, the wind is blowing from the east, blowing across the pontoon bridge, bringing up one after another small small leaves to roll, and the "plopping" sound of fish jumping on the lake surface from time to time breaks the calm.

"You... Is it really King Shenwu?"

He Ao couldn't help but ask.

But Xia Guang didn't answer, just stretched his arms, bent down to pick up the grass hat, and lay down comfortably against the tree.

The straw hat is buckled on his face, and he is still holding a long rod in his hand for fishing.

The perpendicular line does not shake, even if the breeze blows, it does not move.

He Ao didn't say anything more, he hurriedly dragged a few people into the carriage in the distance one by one, and fled as if flying.

The sound of the wheels is fading away.

Wang Jiuying pulled her daughter, walked to the man's side, and said softly, "I'm sorry." ”

Xia Guang smiled lightly.

Politeness, i.e. distancing.

Time can make people stranger.

They are their passers-by, and why aren't they their own passers-by?

When I said goodbye in a hurry, the city looked at the peach blossom umbrella floating away in the snow.

Standing beside him was Xiao Yuxue, and the city was accompanied by the little queen mother and the imperial sister.

This seems to be doomed, who is his own relatives, and who is destined to be unfamiliar.

This is life, but also choice, but also blood.

"It doesn't matter. ”

King Shenwu responded indifferently.

continued to live for a few days, he was a little tired in the upper realm, so he came down to relax.

On the third day, the angler heard footsteps behind him.

The footsteps are not Wang Jiangnan or Aunt Ying's.

He tilted his head slightly, and the afterglow swept by.

A figure entered the pupil.

The face is pious and almost holy, the silver hair is pulled up, hanging from the left shoulder against the white clothes, the end is tied into a bundle with a red rope, a little cinnabar between the eyebrows, the eyebrows are like distant mountains, and the eyes can be painted.

The clothes on the whole body are simple, and the coarse cloth is used, but it is more and more set off the holiness of the person.

She held the sword, the sword was like a green bamboo in the snow, and it was a famous sword at a glance.

Xia Guang recognized this sword and recognized this person.

used to be a little sword fairy, and now the "snow sword god" often blows snow.

"Someone told me that it might be you here, and he's not sure... I can't believe it either. But I couldn't believe it, but I still came. ”

The silver-haired woman is like a snow-capped mountain, "Partial life is the most likely to happen if you don't believe in it." ”

She glanced at the chic room not far away, "Since it is inconvenient for you to come forward, I will order these things to go down, He Ao I will let him be grounded for five years."

And since those people from the Chamber of Commerce have forced you to be angry, then in the future, my Kendo Mountain Alliance will cooperate with them all.

If I do this, the government and the family will know.

You know, you have a lot of protégés in Da Zhou.

If I offend you, it will be very miserable. ”

"My protégé?"

Xia Guang was a little puzzled, "I stepped through the rivers and lakes with an iron horse, and it's okay if these people don't hate me." ”

"Those people were scared by you back then, and it was too late to respect you and fear you, where did they dare to go against you. Moreover, back then, Difu Senluo put it bluntly, they were all your protégés, and Difu Senluo had more protégés, and those protégés knew that the real master of Difu was you all these years.

They are so proud of it that they even regard you as God.

God is blasphemed, and your followers would be angry if they knew. ”

Snow Sword God smiled.

High power, fame is like that.

If someone offends you, you don't even need to do it, someone will naturally solve it for you.

The two fell silent.

The wind lifted the straw hat and the skirt of the white-clothed sword god.

She pulled up her skirt and sat down next to the lazy man, quietly watching him fish.

"The last time I saw you fishing, it was in the imperial palace in Kyoto, Da Zhouyuan, when you had just fought with the Buddha and demons, and I hated you at that time... But then I figured it out, and I knew why. ”

The sword god said casually.

Xia Guang didn't speak.

The spring breeze is warm.

The sword god asked again: "You have been missing for a long time, and the fleet of the Eastern Expedition to Fusang has long since returned, and it has been a fiasco." But what happened in Fuso, the news has been blocked, I just know that you haven't come back, many people speculate that you are dead, I don't believe it. ”

Xia Guang still didn't speak.

"This winter, I'm going to shatter the void and go to the upper realm, do you want to be together?"

The sword god asked again.

She naturally didn't know that Xia Guang had destroyed a big clan in the upper realm earlier, and now he had come down to relax.

Xia Guang thought about it, it was not a good choice to return to the upper realm in winter, so he nodded, "Okay, together, just before that, I will go back to the palace once, and you will come to me in winter." ”

Chang Fuxue's pupils showed some imperceptible joy, and she nodded and replied, "Hmm!".

...

The sky, two auspicious clouds, two immortals in red clothes walked with their hands in hand, they had just descended from the upper realm.

Although there is no shortcut to the upper and lower realms, it is a trivial matter for Tushi Palace.

The one in the dark clothes is named Wuyun Zhenren, while the other person in red clothes is named Hongfeng Zhenren.

These two Daoists, if they talk about the realm, have also reached the realm of true imagery, although they are all stacked up by the tilt of resources, the actual combat ability is extremely weak.

These two have deep backgrounds, and on weekdays in the Tushi Palace, almost no peers dare to provoke them.

This time, looking for the Innate Dao Seed family and taking them to the upper realm naturally fell on the two of them.

After all, it's a blessing that can be seen.

Both Taoists were complacent.

"Fellow Red Wind Daoist, don't you think it's too stupid for us to take these mortals to the sky without doing anything?"

The dark clouds suddenly spoke.

Hongfeng's eyes lit up, his eyes gurgled and turned, he looked at this fellow Daoist, and said with a smile: "What is the opinion of Brother Wuyun Dao?"

The dark cloud blinked and beckoned.

The red wind leaned over.

Above the sea of clouds, auspicious clouds walked with the wind, and the two real people leaned together and whispered.

Wuyun said, "If we bring the family of the little master ancestor up, they will thank us when they are in the mortal world, and after they go up, won't they forget us?"

Hongfeng asked, "What does that Dao brother mean?"

Wuyun said: "The little master and ancestor have practiced with the old ancestor, and this retreat will not come out for decades, and this is the opportunity for you and my brother.

Now we have descended from the Tushi Palace, and we are almost invincible in the world.

As long as we conceal our intentions first, and then use a little magical power, those mortals will be shocked.

You and I were silent and accepted them either as disciples or as double monks, so that we married the little master.

After that, the little master ancestor has achieved the avenue, and you and I can follow together.

That's where this is the big opportunity!"

Hongfeng's eyes lit up: "Brother Dao, it's just that this little ancestor's parents, eldest brother, younger sister, and aunt Wu, how can this be divided into good?"

Wuyun thought to himself secretly, and then said: "I have checked their family, the father of the little master ancestor is still a little powerful in the world, and he had a grudge with Bailuzhou, which is in the same vein as the Upper Realm Buddhism, and he actually had a relationship, he is a character, his mother has been missing for a long time, the eldest brother is overseas, and the little sister is also vaguely hidden by some breath, I can't figure it out."

The rest of this dance aunt is the little queen mother of the world, called Xiao Yuanwu, her husband has been dead for many years, but for some reason, she is extremely beautiful and young.

The first stop of our trip is to go to the palace, then Xiao Yuanwu is a ready-made opportunity, if one of you and I accept her as a double monk, I will be very happy to think of this mortal.

If you look ordinary, then you will be accepted as a disciple. ”

Hongfeng smiled: "What Dao Xin said is extremely true. ”

The two of them stepped on the clouds, and as soon as they pinched their hands, they accelerated towards the direction of the Great Zhou Palace.

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