The magic sword is blue, no one knows which god family he comes from, let alone which god lord god mountain he comes from. This nickname, this peculiar young man, seemed to pop out of a crack in the stone, and suddenly appeared in the City of Artifacts, and suddenly became the most eye-catching figure of the younger generation in the Divine Energy Realm.

Because of the favor of the two beauties, the artifact city also became lively. Artifact City has once again become the most concerned place in the Divine Energy Realm, and the younger generation visiting is a hundred times more than before. Needless to guess, all these new guests have put their first target in the middle of the Artifact City, this place called Wushuang Square, Wushuang Pavilion.

"Did you see it, it's all because you are unlucky, and now everyone in the world comes to see my jokes, and they are also watching your jokes!"

When she woke up in the morning, Yu Rongrong pouted her pink mouth and glared at Bian Qing, who had a somewhat sad face, and said.

Bian Qing can't stay relaxed these days, whether it's Rong Xiaomei or Yu Rongrong, these two beauties seem to have been discussed, as long as he appears in the Wushuang Pavilion, he will follow him one by one, neither of them gives him a good face, except for fighting with each other, most of the time is spent torturing him, the Wushuang Pavilion Master.

Bian Qing had already recognized the two new deacons of the Wushuang Pavilion, one was the white-haired old man Qingji, and the other was Bai Wei, the head snake of the Artifact City, and handed over the task of recruiting the other clerks of the Wushuang Pavilion to these two people.

Qingji was responsible for arranging the business of the Wushuang Pavilion, as well as the refiners and clerks related to it, while Bai Wei was responsible for recruiting miscellaneous servants. Qingji used to be an elder of a declining sect, so he naturally quickly put the Wushuang Pavilion in order, in addition to repairing the spirit of the weapon, he could even undertake some refining business, but the level was low.

Bai Wei is also a rare figure, most of the guards and miscellaneous servants recruited by this guy are actually cultivators of the God King Realm, and the most intimate thing is that this guy also specially recruited four maidservants who are like flowers and jade, and let them serve the living of the two pavilion masters.

As soon as the four maidservants saw Rong Xiaomei and Yu Rongrong, they called them the pavilion master's wife, choking Bian Qing half to death, and the two beauties were pink for the first time, and they forgot to quarrel for the time being.

Bian Qing denied it on the spot, and reprimanded Bai Wei and asked him to dismiss the four maidservants. But it immediately attracted the eyes of Rong Xiaomei and Yu Rongrong, and the two joined forces for the first time, not only keeping the four maidservants, but also giving these four girls a group of "Shuangshuang, Love, Sisi, Love", so that Bian Qing couldn't call the name at all.

In the next few days, Bian Qing didn't take a single business, not because he didn't want to take it, but because he didn't have time to take it at all, and even his daily cultivation was postponed indefinitely. The reason is very simple, whether it is Rong Xiaomei or Yu Rongrong, there are many admirers of these two beauties, and those who have some names are like chicken blood, and they have come to Wushuang Pavilion one after another to challenge Bian Qing by name.

Bian Qing was forced to be helpless, and had to fight one after another, fighting again and again. Although these challengers were all ruthless and couldn't cut Bian Qing into meat puree, they had to pretend in front of Rong Xiaomei and Yu Rongrong, even if they were defeated, they pretended to be convinced and made a gentleman's face.

Bian Qing couldn't be too ruthless, he was stared at behind him like two beautiful overseers, and it was not easy for Bian Qing to clean up these admirers from all over the world, with strange names and variety.

Bian Qing is a well-known refining master, the martial arts cultivation of the refining master, there has never been any outstanding, after these few days of challenges, Bian Qing's name as a refining master is even forgotten, almost everyone thinks that Bian Qing should be the youngest generation in the divine energy world, the strongest martial arts talent, strength, at least one of them.

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"Lord Holy Son, Yiwu is incompetent, and he is still defeated in the hands of this eccentric boy. ”

In the largest VIP building in Artifact City, a white-faced young man dressed in colorful clothes knelt down in front of a richly dressed and extremely handsome young man.

"Yiwu, I've seen it all, I can't blame you for this. His magic knife itself restrains your supernatural powers. Besides, he deliberately hid his strength, and he didn't show all his strength against you at all. You're no match for him!"

The handsome young man smiled slightly, and his smile was like a warm spring breeze, as if it could melt everything. Seeing his smile, the white-faced young man's face became whiter than snow, and even his body began to tremble.

"The Holy Son of Bliss is really well cultivated, Jiang Qi admires it!"

Standing beside this handsome young man was a dashing young man dressed in white, probably because of his presence, the handsome young man did not make a move against Yiwu, and let this frightened subordinate leave his room safely.

"Jiang Qi, in the past ten days, that Demon Dao kid has defeated a hundred God Kings in the West Extreme Cold Continent in a row, and even Mo Xiao, who ranks one hundred on the God Son List. Yiwu's strength is not as good as Mo Xiao's, I sent him to make a move, but I just want to see with my own eyes what this kid is capable of!"

The Son of Bliss put away the last cold look he looked at the white-faced young man, turned his head, but he looked like he was full of spring breeze, and when he mentioned sending someone to tempt, it didn't look like a hypocritical design, but it seemed to be taken for granted.

"The Holy Son is really taking precautions, I believe there is already a way to clean up this magic sword, right?!"

This young man named Jiang Qi is also from the first-class god Lord Divine Mountain, although his status and identity are slightly lower than this Son of Bliss, in front of the Son of Bliss, he is a little surprising in his modesty.

"Hehe, Jiang Qi, I know what your idea is. Xiaomei's junior sister is in Wushuang Pavilion, although I don't know why she has a good eye for this Feng Qingqing, but I won't take it lightly. This junior sister of mine is bold and generous on the outside, but in fact she is very small, especially the things she cares about. If it's because of this devil boy that there is a misunderstanding between us, then the gains outweigh the losses!"

The Holy Son of Bliss suddenly sneered, and when he said this, Jiang Qi's face was difficult to look at.

"How can the Holy Son look at me like this, I'm just not worth it for you in the Western Extreme Cold Continent, this Demon Dao kid is obviously not from the Western Extreme Cold Continent, but he can defeat the young talents of Guizhou a hundred times in a row, if we were in the Chongqing Continent, he would have been broken into pieces a long time ago, where can he be so rampant. ”

Jiang Qi was told that his mind was broken, but he didn't care at all, but continued to provoke and tease.

"The West Pole Cold Continent, there are many people who can't hold their breath, Jiang Qi, you can watch the show. When the time comes, not only will I not challenge this demon boy, but I will save him. Only in this way will Senior Sister Xiaomei look at me differently!"

The Holy Son of Bliss was unmoved, but he came to such a sentence meaningfully, and the Jiang Qi who said it also showed a hint of heartbeat.