Sword Sect Senior Sister Zi Miaozhu's eyes were as wide as big pearls, showing a strong hostility, as if she had forgotten Zhu Minglang's existence, but stared at Nan Lingsha.

Nan Lingsha is not afraid of her, but just looks at her like that.

The disciples of the Sword Sect on the side were all stunned, and their eyes once again carefully examined Zhu Minglang's body, and they didn't feel that this man had any great ability to make their senior sister explode here in front of everyone!

"Senior sister, I have something important to say to my grandfather, so don't get entangled in this kind of issue. Zhu Minglang said.

"Yes, I don't entangle, she does small, I make big. Zi Miaozhu said.

"Bell !!!!"

Those swords suspended beside the disciples of the Sword Sect suddenly fell to the ground, without a trace of sword intent, and scattered on the ground in a messy manner, just like the heartbroken voices of their disciples!

Senior sister, senior sister Zi Miaozhu......

Why should the goddess of our Sword Sect be so compromised in front of a nobody.

"Senior sister, don't be unreasonable. First of all, I don't have a matchmaker appointment with you, and I have never had a relationship, but my brother and sister have a very ordinary relationship. Secondly, Nan Lingsha is not my partner, just a god and mortal who walks with me, and what she said just now is just a test of your friendship with me. Zhu Minglang said seriously.

"Isn't she your partner?" asked Senior Sister Zi Miaozhu.

"It's not. Zhu Minglang replied solemnly.

"That's almost ......" Senior Sister Zi Miaozhu let out a long sigh of relief, and a smile gradually appeared on her face.

The disciples on the side had just picked up their swords, but they fell to the ground again, clanging loudly.

Senior sister, you didn't notice that you were just rejected!

"What about Taigong?" asked Zhu Minglang.

"Yes, Uncle Snow Mark is also there. Zi Miaozhu replied.

"Good. ”

......

Zi Miaozhu's mood is also unpredictable, she was still hostile just now, and at this moment, she is like a little sister who has seen her brother who has not seen her for many years, and she chatters affectionately beside her.

Those accompanying Sword Sect disciples couldn't close their jaws one by one, they probably hadn't heard Senior Sister Zi Miaozhu say so many words in the Yaoshan Sword Sect for so many years.

Is this what a goddess looks like in front of others?

But this person is very popular and has fairy wind bones, but he doesn't look much different from their disciples, but it is the woman wearing a veil, with a dusty temperament and an elegant posture......

But as a person of sword cultivation, how can he only stare at a person's appearance, a pink skeleton, and the senior sister Zi Miaozhu, who is strong, decisive, and moral, is the bright moon in the sky!

"So Senior Brother, do you think that there is no mortal in this world who is your opponent, so you lost this boring ability, became a dragon herder, and experienced another extraordinary life?" Senior Sister Zi Miaozhu asked with her eyes flashing.

"......" Zhu Minglang really didn't know how to answer.

In fact, he left the Yaoshan Sword Sect at the age of fifteen, at that time Zi Miaozhu was only fourteen years old, and although he met a few times in the next few years, he didn't get along for long.

The problem is that no matter how many years have passed, she seems to be stuck in the perception that she is better than her in everything, as if she has always been a legendary boy of the Sword Sect.

But out of the Sword Sect, the world is beyond imagination.

What's more, the world that people see is only the tip of the iceberg, even if it is brilliant and dazzling in a certain period, but the years are also passing, how can it really be invincible in the world.

Arriving at a mountain pass, there are several long roads in the mountains and forests, paved with wide jade white steps, each with stone pots on both sides, and at night there will be bright light emitting from it, illuminating the entire path to the mountain.

However, there was one road that was obviously devoid of these carved stone lanterns, and even that road was full of fallen leaves, and there were some weeds in the distance, as if no one had cleaned them for a long time.

A stone monument stands at this intersection with three words written on it: "Abandoned Sword Forest".

Zhu Minglang stopped here, looking at it, as if he wanted to see the deeper forest.

But the pine and bamboo are luxuriant and scattered, and it is difficult to see farther away.

"Senior brother, something strange has happened in the Sword Abandoned Forest, which has already scared the souls of many disciples, and even I don't dare to step into it easily. The Sword Venerable masters in the Sword Sect also went to investigate, but they didn't find anything, and strange things seemed to be hidden. Zi Miaozhu said.

"No, the Abandoned Sword Forest is like a haunted, there has been no one living in that place for many years, and once some of our little swordsmen threw some broken, rusty swords into it, and came back in a coma for a few days......," the long-eyebrow disciple said.

Abandon the Sword Forest, which is too familiar to Zhu Minglang, so that standing at this intersection, the pictures of the hardships of the past come to mind.

Practice at a time, exhaust at a time, and start over again and again......

Childhood, youth, if you want to say that the memory is deeper, it may not be Zhumen's own house, but this abandoned sword forest, it seems to be more like an ancestral house, and there are too many memories in it.

Every rusty sword was stained with the blood that flowed after the cocoon of his palm broke.

"Senior brother, do you want to take a look?" Zi Miaozhu asked.

"Later, let's go see Taigong first. Zhu Minglang retracted his somewhat uncalm mood and spoke.

"Hmm. ”

......

Entering the main peak, you can see some of the many mountain villas stacked on top of each other, built by a variety of different noble trees, the eaves are like white clouds, the pillars are high like pines, and they are magnificent and very classical.

In Baiyun Villa, several sword corrections were fighting at the big mountain flat, they didn't use a trace of sword qi, just a sword duel, it already gave people a thrilling and pleasing feeling.

Entering the villa, Zhu Minglang saw an old man with white hair, sitting upright on the Taishi chair, his face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes were half-closed.

"Taigong, Zhu Minglang has come to see you. Zi Miaozhu said.

"What!" The white-haired old man almost bounced up on the chair, and exclaimed, "My old man just took a nap, why was he hooked by the Yin Si, Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang, I don't need you to visit the old man, where should you go, Taigong, I still want to live a few more years!"

Zhu Minglang's face was jet black.

The relationship is too public, thinking that he is meeting himself in Huangquan?

Originally, I saw that the old man's hair was whiter, his spirit was worse, and his nose was still a little sore, and I felt guilty that I had not come to visit for so many years, and I was sad that I had been missing for many years and made my relatives more worried, but now I am good, and I don't feel anything.