Everyone in Cuiyanmen left, even if they were seriously injured by Li Shenzhou for no reason, they didn't dare to have the slightest seizure, but they looked very embarrassed when they left.

"You were sent here to support?" Li Shenzhou asked with a strange face as he looked at Sikong Xing'er.

Sikong Xing'er's face sank and he snorted coldly: "What? Isn't it okay? Tell you that even if you are out of the mortal realm, you can't beat me!"

Li Shenzhou thought about it, if it was really an ordinary Ordinary Realm, unless he came up and killed him with one blow without preparation, he would definitely lose if she used her hole cards, and it was difficult to say whether she could escape or not.

"This spirit stone vein was destroyed when I was fighting with the head of the Dongping Sword Sect," Li Shenzhou said, spreading his hands.

Sikong Xing'er glanced at the surrounding mines, which had already been razed to the ground, and his eyes stayed on the big pit on the ground that was more than ten zhang deep for a moment, and then frowned: "If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed, a medium-grade spirit stone mine, our Seven Killing Hall will not care at all, as long as Xiaoman is fine." ”

"Hmm," Li Shenzhou nodded and said, "Jiang Yuhe, the hall master of the Jiang River, also died at the hands of Song Ning, the head of the Dongping Sword Sect. ”

"It's okay... What are you talking about?!" Sikong Xing'er's eyes widened.

"The Lord of the Jiang Palace happened to accompany us to garrison this mine today, and when the Dongping Sword Sect attacked, he planned to kidnap their young master, who was also the grandson of the master, Song Ming, but he was killed by Song Ning, who found out. Li Shenzhou explained.

Sikong Xing'er's face suddenly sank, picked up his sect token, and directly connected to the Internal Affairs Hall, and interrogated.

Sure enough, the Internal Affairs Hall confirmed that Jiang Yuhe's life card had just been shattered, and the time was also the right time for the Dongping Sword Sect to attack.

"The Dongping Sword Sect must be destroyed!" Sikong Xing'er said angrily, it is not a trivial matter for a branch hall master to be killed, this is related to the face of the top sect of the Seven Killing Palace, but it is a pity that not long after she finished speaking, her anger turned into depression.

"The disciples above the foundation realm of the Dongping Sword Sect have all been killed by Xiao Man, so it can be said that the Dongping Sword Sect has been wiped out!" Li Shenzhou said lightly.

Sikong Xing'er almost choked back her internal injuries when she heard this, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at Lu Xiaoman on the side, and couldn't help but be even more depressed when she nodded.

"Okay..."Sikong Xing'er took a deep breath and exhaled, "Let's go back first." ”

Li Shenzhou and the others naturally had no opinions, but before leaving, he still asked Xiaoxiao to secretly arrange a defensive formation here through memory transmission in case someone came, after all, this spiritual mine was not actually destroyed.

The reason why Sikong Xing'er didn't see it was because she couldn't see through Li Shenzhou's thoughts, and she didn't interrogate Lu Xiaoman again, so she was easily confused by Li Shenzhou.

After returning to the branch hall, Sikong Xing'er planned to say goodbye and leave, after all, she also had a garrison mission, this time it was only when the spirit stone mine that Lu Xiaoman was stationed in was attacked that she would rush to come, otherwise if she waited for the sect to send others, she might not be able to have such a timely, after all, as she said, this is just a middle-grade spirit stone mine sect that does not value it much, as long as the core disciples who spend so much effort and resources to cultivate are fine.

After Sikong Xing'er left, Lu Xiaoman and Xiaoxiao returned to the room to cultivate, while Li Shenzhou, who had nothing to do, checked the items in Song Ning's grandson's storage bag in the side room.

"Knock, knock!"

"Come in," Li Shenzhou was still buried in sorting out the treasures all over the ground, the contents of this Song Ning storage bag were not much less than the treasures in the Dongping Sword Sect's treasure house, and the value was not low.

"Master, the slave maid has prepared hot water for you to wash," Chu Lianxin said and walked in with hot water and a towel, as if he noticed that his voice was a little too cold, and tried to change it.

Although Li Shenzhou didn't use Xiuwei to check, she also heard it when she approached, so she wasn't surprised.

"Let's go," Li Shenzhou said casually, continuing to pick up the things that are worth collecting, the items in Song Ning's storage bag are not labeled like in the treasure house and need to be identified one by one, which makes Li Shenzhou find new fun.

"Yes!" Chu Lianxin walked into the house and put the hot water and towels on the special shelf, and then hesitated a little and walked towards Li Shenzhou.

Because there were all kinds of treasures stacked on the ground, Chu Lianxin walked very slowly and carefully, and it seemed that he had walked for a long time before he walked in front of Li Shenzhou.

"What's the matter?" Li Shenzhou raised his head to look at her.

Chu Lianxin didn't say a word, and suddenly untied the ribbon around his waist and withdrew from the coat on his body, which was a seductive and delicate body without an inch.

Li Shenzhou raised his eyebrows and looked at her eyes, which were still cold and despairing like a pool of stagnant water.

"Master, please let me repay you" Chu Lianxin said calmly, his voice couldn't help but pause, "If you don't dislike me for being dirty..."

"And then you're going to kill yourself, right?" Li Shenzhou sneered.

Chu Lianxin, who was told his thoughts, did not have the slightest emotional fluctuations, and still stood there quietly.

"If you dislike yourself, then how can you let others not dislike you?" Li Shenzhou said playfully.

Li Shenzhou's words made Chu Lian's cold eyes finally fluctuate, which was the pain and hatred rekindled by the unbearable experience of deliberately avoiding and burying again.

Li Shenzhou got up, walked to Chu Lianxin's side, raised his hand to pick her chin with his fingers, looked her in the eyes, and chuckled: "And if it is just one time to go to bed and repay it, then wouldn't my kindness be too cheap!"

Chu Lianxin's emotions suddenly got a little out of control, and he screamed, "Then what do you want?"

"Be the sword in my hand and live well until I am satisfied! Because from the moment I help you avenge you, your body, your soul, and everything you have belongs to me!"

"Okay!" Chu said through gritted teeth, as if he had made up his mind.

"You take this technique to practice, if it satisfies me, I am teaching you martial arts!" Li Shenzhou took out a blank jade slip from the storage bag and engraved a technique in it, which was created when he decided to accept Chu Lianxin, and was named "Ming Jade Gong" by him, which is a flawless pure martial art with extreme yin and extreme cold, "But your foundation is not good, so it will be a little painful to cultivate." ”

"I know!" Chu Lianxin took the jade slip and returned to its cold appearance.

Her life is desperate and wants to be freed, and she is even more desperate because she can't be freed and can only continue to live. Li Shenzhou was very curious, how long would Chu Mercy's cold despair last after the revenge was avenged? Is there really an eternal emotion in this world?