To be honest, Xun Ming himself was also frightened, and the Cave Heaven Realm used the mid-level Dao method? Also hacked to death in the middle of a Jindan with a sword?

Don't say that you change people casually, that is, as the young sect master of the Leaning Moon Sect, the Xun life of the innate sword embryo in the innate sword embryo, you have to lose at least half a life if you "play" it like this, and the broken meridians that have fallen are already burning high incense.

This is no different from the river water backfilling the river, if it weren't for Xun Ming's original meridian foundation with a half-step Jindan realm, the meridians in the body already have roughly the prototype of the "river road", if you change to an ordinary Dongtian Realm genius, such a river backflow can directly wash away his "small river", and end up with a miserable end of broken meridians.

Not to mention cultivation, even how long can you survive as a wasted person, that is all to see God's face.

And one more important point.

Before that, Xun Ming, who was only a half-step Jindan, had not learned the sword "Moon Full Qingjue" at all, at most, he had only read it on the jade sword book, and he had just memorized the sword moves and sword tricks in his heart.

This is even stranger!

Then Xun Ming looked at his left arm as if he was looking for something, and unsurprisingly saw his arm that had already recovered in the hollow of the sleeve that was missing most of it.

Really......

An inexplicable coma, a sword move that he had never learned before, a body that was almost intact, and a large piece of his memory that was obviously missing......

One mystery after another was not solved with the collection and completion of information, but was like a ball of ink on leather, which became a mess as he wiped it, not only did not become clear, but became more confusing and complicated.

Vaguely, Xun Ming seemed to notice a figure, manipulating all this in the shadows of a corner, giving him a sense of boredom and uneasiness of being controlled.

However, these thoughts that were quickly completed in his mind, although he was slightly annoyed, but his face still maintained a calm and breezy look, as if the sword was just his own hand.

However, it can be true that the cloud is light and the wind is light, and the "sword at hand" is still forgotten.

How can anyone "slash with a sword" for half a month?

If Jiang Sinan heard this, he could directly spray his face.

Fortunately, it was late at night, and Jiang Sinan also knew that he would not answer this question properly after looking at Xun Ming's white eyes, so he took his attention away from his face, and he didn't know what to think at first, but he didn't see Xun Ming's expression of garlic.

Xun Ming, who came back to his senses, blinked his eyes and looked at Jiang Sinan who was not far from him, and after seeing the faint and weird smile on his face, he rolled his eyes again and looked away.

is also a well-informed male compatriot, just like Jiang Sinan saw at a glance that Jia Xianren was not wearing clothes, Xun Ming also roughly guessed at a glance what color he was thinking about now.

The young sect master of the Ethereal Sect, is he such a virtuous person?

After complaining in his heart angrily, Xun Ming quickly helped him excuse him, and he couldn't help but seem a little inconsistent.

Forget it, it's all men.

Then, his gaze "wiped" onto the big hole in the wall that Jiang Sinan had knocked out, and continued to move a short distance along the inertia before he was suddenly pulled back.

Then Jiang Sinan, who was discussing knowledge with a "fairy sister", felt something, hurriedly ended the "discussion", and then retracted his mind, and then met a pair of dark eyes.

An illusion as if he had been seen through suddenly rose to his heart, and he immediately said a strange thing that seemed to have no beginning or end at all:

"You... What do you see! Men are not lustful, are they still human! ”

It's just that as soon as he finished saying this, Jiang Sinan just felt that something was wrong, and for a while he continued to quibble, and it was not right to pretend to be stupid and practice closed-mouth meditation, and he was not a person at all.

Fortunately, it was pitch black in the room, and others couldn't see the expression on his face that had become incomparably rich for a while, but this "other" obviously did not include a certain big-headed garlic that was already called an "immortal" in the mortal world.

Jiang Sinan, who was slightly relieved, suddenly froze when he saw the pair of eyebrows that suddenly "jumped" at him on those dark eyes, and his face that was a little relieved just now suddenly froze.

But before he could finish scolding "damn it" in his heart, he saw the big garlic stretch out his finger and point behind him.

Through the big hole, the layout of the next room is in full view, on the wooden table by the window, there is an oil lamp that seems to have been blown out for a long time, under the oil lamp is a small picture book spread out, and the bright moonlight spills leisurely into the table from the open window, illuminating the picture villain on the small book.

Jiang Sinan's face turned straight unconsciously, and he moved a step quietly, blocking the big hole in the wall that he knocked out without a trace, and then felt a little painful.

At that time, he was fascinated by reading, but suddenly there was a miserable "ghost laugh" and the screams of the scholar in the next room, and his heart was tight, and without thinking about it, he blew out the oil lamp and hurried to the next door.

The shortest line between two points is a simple truth that little kids know.

But who the hell knows, the monster didn't catch a single one for him, just watched the two big men stare dryly on the bed.

Thanks to this small inn, there are people in these two rooms on the third floor, otherwise God knows if it would have been a big man standing in a row waiting to "reason" with them.

What are you doggy ghosts calling in the middle of the night?! And let no one sleep!

But looking at the big hole on the wall that was one person high and two people wide, Jiang Sinan almost reached out to cover his forehead, and said hard in his heart, "What is the broken wall, can't tofu be made?" It's broken at such a light touch", while thinking about how to explain this to the proprietress who obviously had some differences in thinking from ordinary people.

"Ahaha, the boss lady is scared to death, I slept well at night, and this wall suddenly shattered in half, so it's not scary!"?

Just thinking about it like this, Jiang Sinan just felt that his brain was a little painful, looking at Xun Ming's innocent look of "you kid hit it and solve it by yourself" in front of him, Jiang Sinan was a little melancholy, you fucking treat your life-saving benefactor like this?

Then, Xun Ming, who was ready to watch a good show, saw Jiang Sinan's eyes light up, and then heard him say with a smile:

"Brother Xun, how much cultivation do you have left?"

Xun Ming raised his eyebrows, and replied sincerely with a smile: "Destroy the Great Perfection, and be in the realm of half a step." ”

Feel free, you eggs!

The smile on Jiang Sinan's face suddenly froze in his face, and he almost couldn't help but give this big garlic a sword directly.

Can you still have a good chat?!

Forget it, don't see this kid in general.

Jiang Sinan, whose face softened a little, but the corners of his eyes were still twitching slightly, took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and continued:

"It's big and round on the moon today, how many brothers can't go out and have a few drinks?"

"Thanks, don't drink."

As soon as Xun Ming interrupted like this, Jiang Sinan's words just came to his mouth and suddenly stalked back into his throat, so that he didn't slow down for a long time.

Then Jiang Sinan, who was deflated on Xun Ming's side, had a plan again, turned his head to look at the scholar Jia Xianren, who was staring at the boss with big eyes, but in fact he couldn't see anything, and said:

"Brother Jia, do you ...... it?"

"Ah, I don't know how to drink!"

Jiang Sinan slapped himself in the face all of a sudden.

Which tendon Lao Tzu is wrong to tie up, he will ask him!

Jiang Sinan was just melancholy, and he heard the big garlic of the dog day say as if talking to himself: "Ah yes, what a big and round moon." ”

After being slightly stunned, Jiang Sinan thought of the old saying on the mountain:

"Don't fight with those madmen from the Leaning Moon Sect when the moon is full."

Jiang Sinan, who heard Xun Ming's "Don't think about doing that embarrassing thing of running away, think about how to explain to the person in charge of this inn", Jiang Sinan felt a little big, and muttered in his heart, "Isn't it good for us to leave some silver and run away directly, God knows what kind of earth-shattering nonsense the proprietress will say when the time comes", he said dejectedly like a broken jar:

"Why is it so axial? Eh, if you love to stay, stay here, the master is the first to run away! The two of you just stared at each other, and the master went to the fairy cave for a few days first! ”

Because of the two of them "dragging oil bottles", they had to stay in the inn to protect them, and Jiang Sinan, who could only read some fairy books to relieve his boredom in the past few days, was about to be suffocated!

As he spoke, Jiang Sinan threw over a heavy gold ingot, and then opened the window and prepared to jump out.

"Wait!"

Before he could stride out, he heard a voice behind him, almost stumbled a step, and turned his head a little helplessly.

What's the matter, you really won't let you go, right?

"You're going to ......"

"Qinglou!"

Jiang Sinan, who was a little annoyed, no longer paid attention to anything decent, and directly affirmed the guess of the white-clothed garlic in a loud voice.

Then he saw a dazzling flash of light suddenly burst out in the eyes of the big garlic, kicked Jia Xianren, who had not yet figured out the situation next to the bed, and said:

"Pack up and get ready to go!"