The battle ended, and Xiong Junqi collected his sword and returned to the sheath. avenged the mortal enemy of the eleventh and the twelfth, and his heart was a lot more comfortable, but his face was still lifeless.

"Daoyou's earth-shattering sword, I admire it below."

Lu Xu Daoren arched his hand and said, at this moment, his sword has also returned to the sheath, the bone demon is dead, there is no need for him to fight to the death with Xiong Junqi, after all, this earth-shattering sword is clearly only the second type of people can resist, although his Dao is not weak, but it is still a little worse in comparison.

Xiong Junqi looked at him coldly and waved his hand, he was not interested in fighting with others again, but glanced at Qiufang.

Qiu Fang understood, and jumped to his side in three steps and two steps.

The people of Zhenghou Mountain also slowly gathered together at this moment, although they participated in the battle, they were not injured, but the sharp energy on their bodies had been exhausted by Xiong Junqi's sword and Wu Qiufang's talisman.

Seeing Wu Qiufang, Lu Xudao's popularity was not beaten in one place, and the plot of loss and regain, gain and loss was staged on him, he took a sip hatefully, but he didn't want to mention it again, after all, if he mentioned it once, he would have to lose face once.

Fortunately, he didn't rush back to the mountain in a hurry, showing off to the elders who usually looked down on him that he had accepted a disciple with qualifications against the sky, otherwise he would be laughed at again if he returned empty-handed.

"Is there anything else going on?"

The wounds on Xiong Junqi's body healed quickly, but they were still conspicuous against the backdrop of his fair skin.

Lu Xu Daoist knew that one of the wounds was his own doing, so he didn't dare to dwell on it any more, so he had to say stupidly: "Daoist swordsmanship is pure, if there is a chance in the future, poor Dao will come to ask for advice." ”

After that, he glanced back at the people in Zhenghou Mountain, and saw that no one was injured, so he was relieved.

That Zhang Qi stood at the end, although Qiu Fang did not kill him, but the sword pierced his spirit, and at the moment he just buried his head in the back, did not make a sound, and lost his soul in his eyes.

At this time, the rain gradually subsided, the sky released a bright light, and the autumn sun stood out from the battle with the dark clouds, shedding a thin layer of light.

If He Wangshu is here, he will definitely do his best to mock a few words, and he will definitely make the people of Zhenghou Mountain have a good mess. But Xiong Junqi is not a lot of things, let alone a person who talks a lot, he just nodded coldly, and his calm eyes revealed his intentions.

Seeing this, Qiu Fang naturally followed his ninth uncle, after all, his identity was revealed, and it was impossible to follow the people of Zhenghou Mountain to be a little Taoist boy on Zhenghou Mountain. What's more, he didn't want to go in the first place.

"Wait."

Zhao Yunzhu's voice was like Yingluo knocking on ice, and he suddenly shouted.

The two masters and nephews of the East Pole Gate paused and turned back together.

Qiufang didn't talk, but Xiong Junqi looked at Zhao Yunzhu vigilantly.

Qiu Fang's trip is to spy on what kind of deal is between Hou Shan, the old department of the Eighth Prince and the Mo Sect, Xiong Junqi has an old-fashioned personality, and he has been a bright and upright person all his life, and he does not agree with this kind of action in the shadows in his heart, but it is related to the future of Dongjimen, and he cannot oppose it.

was suddenly stopped by the people of Zhenghou Mountain, presumably the other party already knew the details of Wu Qiufang, Xiong Junqi took it for granted that the other party was unwilling to give up.

Thinking of this, the right hand holding the sword quietly moved, and the thumb was pushed on the hilt of the sword, as if in the next second, someone wanted to hit the ground.

"Uncle Shi." Qiu Fang could see that Zhao Yunzhu didn't mean to do anything at the moment, and hurriedly said loudly.

Seeing that Zhao Yunzhu suddenly called the two of them to stop their nephew, the people of Zhenghou Mountain were also strange, and they all took a step forward, first, to prevent Xiong Junqi from swordsmanship again, and secondly, to strengthen their momentum.

"Wu... Childe, thank you for your mercy. But..."Zhao Yunzhu has also consumed a lot after a big battle, and his face is a little pale, which is pitiful.

She paused for a moment, and then said: "But the coming day is long, and the next time we meet, Zhenghou Mountain will be colored." ”

Qiu Fang looked at her cheek, the snow-white teeth bit her lower lip tightly, but her eyes were extremely determined.

Young Lang has been repeatedly squeezed out by Zhang Qi in the past two days, and he has relied on Zhao Yunzhu's ingenuity to save the day several times, and he has received so much care, he is naturally grateful in his heart. But once the identity is revealed, there is no room for reversal in the relationship between the two, and the next time they meet, not to mention the sword, at least the saber rattling.

"I'm sorry, Miss Zhao, Wu Qiufang is not going to make a compensatory deal to you."

Qiu Fang didn't dare to have the slightest contempt, he took a deep breath and hugged his fists in shame. After a few days of contact, he clearly felt that Zhao Yunzhu, a girl, had first-class ability to observe words and feelings, and his own tendon brain was really hard to match.

If her words were spoken by Lu Xu Daoren, it seemed that she had lost the sense of proportion of her elders, and if she said it through her own mouth, it would be a perfect strategy to not only play a round but not intensify the contradictions.

Qiu Fang thought silently in his heart, and told himself to learn more.

"Autumn Fang?" Zhao Yunzhu muttered, her voice was extremely small, and only she could hear it clearly.

Li Changfeng was drunk at the moment and woke up, but his figure was still shaky, he staggered to the front row, and said with an innocent smile: "Senior Brother Wu, are you trying not to kill us?" ”

This Senior Brother Wu once again uncovered the scar of Lu Xu Daoren, his face was unbearable, and his heart ached faintly, but after a while, he had to snort coldly, after all, Xiong Junqi's sword can be unsheathed once, and naturally it can be unsheathed twice, although he lost a baby disciple this time, it is better than being a lonely ghost.

Qiu Fang was stunned for a moment, looked sideways at Xiong Junqi, and saw that Xiong Junqi's face was turned away, and he didn't want to participate in this conversation, so he had to bite the bullet and said: "You didn't harm me, what reason do I have to kill." ”

"I see! Thank you, Senior Brother Wu, for accompanying me, then farewell. ”

Hearing Wu Qiufang's answer, Li Changfeng laughed and said something for no reason. The people of Zhenghou Mountain were defeated this time, and they were already gloomy, and they didn't want to stay here for a long time, but when they saw Li Changfeng say this, they naturally got off the donkey and turned to leave.

Looking at their backs flying away in the sky, Qiu Fang touched his head in confusion, and his intuition told him that there was always something extraordinary about this child, but he couldn't tell what was extraordinary.

"Let's go, let's go see the old ten."

Xiong Junqi didn't say much, but he remembered He Wangshu in the dense forest in his heart.

Although Qiu Fang didn't know what He Wangshu was doing, when he heard those few words of singing, he naturally knew in his heart that he was not far away, so he jumped up with Xiong Junqi.

"They're done, let's go."

The wine gourd was empty, and Ye Yun also seemed to be in a state of interest, and walked out of the umbrella listlessly.

"Do we need to go back to Los Angeles?" Ye Ayaxue followed behind, her snow-white dress brushing the mud, and gorgeous mud flowers bloomed on the skirt.

"Go back to Los Angeles and go straight home."

Ye Yun shook his head and walked down the mound, he didn't want to fly in the sky at the moment, in fact, he knew very well that Xiong Junqi had already noticed that their grandfather and grandson were watching the battle here, but he knew it in his heart, and some of them were better not to pick them out than to put them on the table. Just like Dongjimen also turned a blind eye to their actions, they also gave Dongjimen face everywhere, and did not interfere in things that should not be interfered in, and both sides only focused the contradictions on Mozong.

"Say goodbye to Miss."

Ye Ayaxue said calmly, although she is a few years older than Fu Zhi, she grew up together in the general's mansion when she urinated, one of these two sisters is a living person, and the other is a brother in the four seas, so it is logical that they sparked and became close friends in the boudoir.

"Okay, you haven't seen each other for some years, see each other more, see each other more, anyway, this Los Angeles is also stormy."

Ye Yun shook his head and sighed. Ye Ayaxue didn't answer when she heard this, but her cold eyebrows frowned a little tighter.

Inside the East Pole Gate.

After all these days, after taking so many elixirs, Zhou Zong had already recovered his vitality, and at this moment, his face was full of red light, pacing back and forth in the hall, and even the hem of his clothes was gently lifted by the breeze.

"What did you gain from this trip?" Zhou Zong saw that Qiu Fang had returned to Zhao after the end of the season, and his heart was full of joy, and he asked while laughing.

Qiu Fang buried his head when he heard this, and said with some embarrassment: "The disciple is incompetent and can't achieve anything." ”

"You kid." Zhou Zong smiled and paced to Qiu Fang's side, stretched out his hand and rubbed Qiu Fang's head heavily, and the huge head of the hand made Qiu Fang feel pain.

"It's okay, anyway, it's not over yet."

Zhou Zong continued, as soon as his voice fell, everyone from the East Pole Gate walked into the hall one after another, as if they wanted to see how Qiu Fang had gained from this trip.

He Wangshu was among them, his cheeks were slightly red, he staggered, the dirty dirt stained his white robe yellow, and it could be seen that he didn't even have time to go back to the house to change his clothes.

"I poured him sobering soup." Seeing that everyone looked at He Wangshu with a little disgust, Xiong Junqi said coldly, and then held the sword in his arms and leaned against the door, not wanting to participate in everyone's topic anymore.

Listening to Xiong Junqi's words, He Wangshu frowned, rubbed his fingers lightly at his temples, and said hatefully: "You treat me as a bucket?" Is the decanting soup really not for money? ”

Xiong Junqi refused to pay attention to it at all, and twisted his head away.

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." Zhou Zong was in a good mood today, and said with a smile at the corners of his mouth, and there was a thin mud between the two of them.

"In addition to Feng Zheng, Mo Sect is the most annoying of that guy, and he kills well." Duan Mou's serious face also had a smile, and he actually saw that Qiu Fang was a little creepy.

Of course, revenge is always something to be happy about.

Seeing that the people had arrived, Zhou Zong no longer hid it, but said a little solemnly: "Dongjimen acts in a fair and upright manner, and he disdains to use such means. However, we all understand the principle of treating others the way they do. ”

After hearing Zhou Zong's words, everyone also guessed in their hearts, He Wangshu seemed to notice something interesting, and hurriedly answered: "What do you say?" ”

"Tonight, you go to the Mo Sect again to have a good look, know that the other side can survive a hundred battles, and find out what they are going to do, so we will return the recruitment." Zhou Zong said as he tapped the armrest of the wooden chair with his fingers, his face showing a bit of interest.

Without waiting for He Wangshu to speak, Zhou Zong thought about it for a while, and said again: "Bring the autumn boat with you." ”

Wu Qiufang was shocked at first when he heard this, but in the final analysis, he was not a stupid person, so he immediately understood Zhou Zong's meaning and nodded silently.

In the past few days, I have seen many people in the complicated world, the incense of Xianglou, the pseudo of Zhenghou Mountain, the wisdom of Zhao Yunzhu, the sword of Xiong Junqi, etc., even if what he saw was still only the tip of the iceberg in the world, it also had a huge impact on him.

Although the mountains are quiet and peaceful, but they are also a little less graceful than the world, when he first came down the mountain, the young man had not seen much of the world, and at this moment he was also a little more interested in the world, and he no longer shirked the task arranged by Zhou Zong, and immediately accepted it.

Everyone also understands that Qiu Fang has single-handedly blended into the people of Zhenghou Mountain, even if he does not hear any effective information, it can be regarded as a successful completion of the task, and then ask him to accompany He Wangshu to Mozong, but no one has spoken out against it.

"Be smart, Uncle Ten will take you to play big." He Wangshu didn't know when he had walked behind Qiu Fang, put one hand on the young man's shoulder, and said with a wicked smile.

But on his slightly puffy face, there was still a drunkenness that had not subsided.

Qiu Fang looked at him and sighed helplessly.