Ling Qi looked at this little girl and had a little headache, but thinking of that time, he seemed to have cheated the little fat man, and said a little helplessly: "Did your uncle tell you that I don't actually need your help?" ”

"Are you going to ignore the theft of something from your house?" The little girl's answer really choked Ling Qi, she was indeed a little numb to right and wrong, good and evil, and before she had time to teach the girl a lesson, she was educated in turn.

It's just that this kind of occasion is not a good place to chat! Ling Qi looked at the opponent who was waiting a little impatiently on the other side, waved his hand and motioned for himself to solve it, then turned to look at the eager girl next to him, and said slowly: "Girl, you don't want others to know about being stolen, even if that person is kind." Ling Qi pinched a trick and pushed the little girl out of the range of the sword array, then raised his foot and stepped on it, and an isolation circle slowly unfolded from under Ling Qi's feet, and then completely cut off the little girl's desire to stir up the situation.

Ling Qi looked at these disciples who seemed to be facing a great enemy, scratched his hair and said with some embarrassment, "Don't be so flustered about my formation. ”

"We just think that an existence like you continues to stay in the sect, we will really be tempted to put you in the corner one day." The other party's answer made Ling Qi stunned at first, and then remembered the dress on the little girl's body, and confirmed in a low voice: "Is the little girl on your peak?" ”

"Don't say that you kidnapped Senior Sister away, you still want to kidnap our little junior sister, Ling Qi, you deceive people too much." The other party also laughed and scolded a few words, then saluted slightly, and said in unison: "Taishang Seven Xuan Sword Formation, please advise." ”

Ling Qi also retracted his thoughts of fighting, the immortal spirit in his arms turned into a long spear, bowed down and saluted back: "Okay, it's just that if it goes on like this, it will inevitably affect the harmony with a dead hand, why don't I take you with a sword, and you take a shot from me." Do you say it's okay, Senior Sister Xia? ”

Xia Qinghan, who was eating pastries on the referee's seat, was slightly stunned, and then held his forehead a little helplessly and said, "If you want to torture senior sister like this, then do it!" ”

"How can this be called torturing Senior Sister, what a simple rule!" Ling Qi looked at the woman in white on the referee's bench with some puzzlement, and glanced at the little fox who was focused on dealing with pastries by the way, have you been infected by Senior Sister, why have you started to eat regardless of the occasion!

The natural woman pointed behind Ling Qi and explained softly: "Senior Brother Ling, do you know that the cleaning work after the competition was done by me, you look behind you, you tell me how troublesome it is to clean up when you go back!" ”

"No, it's not just a sword...... array. Ling Qi turned his head and saw a giant long sword, and asked the opponent who was pulling this sword with some surprise, "Is your sword formation from Ten Thousand Swords Mountain?" ”

"It is worthy of Senior Brother Ling who got the inheritance from Wanjian Mountain, this sword is the inspiration obtained by several peaks in the battle of Wanjian Mountain, since Senior Brother only wants to fight quickly, then we naturally have to meet this wish of Senior Brother." The other party's face was a little obsessed, but the power of such a sword array was indeed powerful, but it was a pity that the long sword in the hands of these disciples was only a standard long sword gifted by the sect, and it was far from reaching the majesty of Wanjian Mountain, which was formed by the convergence of famous swords and sword momentum.

It's just that this kind of sword formation is still only suitable for defensiveness, and it's not a good idea to try to control the power that you can't control. Ling Qi smiled and asked softly, "I wonder how long it will take Senior Brother to swing this sword?" ”

Without waiting for an answer from the other side, Ling Qi took two steps forward and explained softly, "It will probably take another minute or so, how long do you think it will take me to deal with you disciples who are bound by the sword array now!" ”

The other party's face was about to change formation as soon as he was shocked, but Ling Qi didn't give the other party time to react, stepped lightly with his right foot, and then turned into thousands of people, and the gun was divided into 100 types. It was only a breath of time, and there was only a large group of disciples wailing and screaming and a teenager who walked out of the crowd with a smile.

"Senior Brother Ling, you don't follow the rules."

In the face of the other party's accusation, Ling Qi showed a bright smile and lowered his body to reply, "Did you hear what Senior Sister Xia's reply was to me?" ”

The other party remembered the helplessness of the white-clothed referee against him, and suddenly looked at the sky with some despair, and muttered in his mouth: "Destroy, I'm tired, why do such guys have everything, and I have to be a river crosser." ”

Ling Qi looked at the white-clothed referee who was still stuffing the pastry into his mouth with some suspicion, and got the referee's helpless transmission: "It is indeed instructed by the elders, but these are all a little dissatisfied with you in private." ”

Ling Qiquan didn't understand the meaning of Senior Sister Xia's words, so he pinched a trick and replied, "So, Senior Sister, I won this time!" Ling Qi's transmission made the woman in white even more headache, and several elders were a little dissatisfied with Ling Qi's cheating and slippery way of winning just now, and wanted Xia Qinghan to force Ling Qi to compete with these disciples again.

The woman in white looked at this bored young man who was playing with guns, sighed, and then pinched a trick and said, "Senior Brother Ling, you give the elders a more acceptable answer, otherwise I'm afraid I will be forced to fight with you." ”

"Senior sister, don't, what are you going to do with our juniors?" Ling Qi felt Xia Qinghan's inconsistent attitude, half-jokingly persuaded, looked back at these disciples behind him who had adjusted their injuries and glared at him, spread his hands and said, "You can use another sword, this time I won't shoot you in advance, really take that sword, how about it." ”

"Talking counts?"

"Of course."

Ling Qi looked at the giant long sword in front of him that was once again pulled and gathered by these disciples' qi machines, as if because of the other party's anger, this time the long sword even had some sense of coercion.

It's just that Ling Qi felt the long sword handed over by Senior Sister Xia just now, and wondered if he was a little invincible like this, remembering that he was so desperate in the past, he sighed softly, pinched a trick and shouted: "The sword rises and falls, and the sword is divided into thousands of points." ”

With Ling Qi's voice, the giant long sword in the sky gradually blurred, and finally turned into the respective matching swords of these disciples, and reinserted them into their scabbards.

The disciples on the opposite side were a little stunned at first, and then they all bowed slightly and withdrew from the martial arts arena. Ling Qi's hand, they also knew it, but the last time they saw someone else use it, they saw it from the senior sister of the Asking Love Peak. Some talents don't come with hard work.

Ling Qi secretly pinched a trick and returned the long sword, but he was a little strange in his heart that this long sword was not like Senior Sister Xia's path, but it was somewhat familiar, could it be that it belonged to several other senior sisters? Fortunately, none of these disciples challenged themselves with peerless swords, otherwise they would never have won so easily.

Ling Qi withdrew the magic circle under his feet, looked at the little girl who seemed to be a little distracted, and wanted to go up and laugh, but suddenly had a headache, and hurriedly gave Senior Sister Xia, who was still eating pastries, a look, and the woman in white said reluctantly: "Sword Gate, Ling Qisheng." ”

Ling Qi didn't want to show off in front of others, and a few dodged back to the room, covered his head and closed his eyes, and went straight into the dream. It's just that this time I didn't see the familiar tall woman, but a forest.

Lin Zi felt a little familiar, but Ling Qi couldn't remember it. It seems that his dreams are covered in some way, and when the dreams involve deep memories, he always sees something that is not real, and the dishes that the senior sister wants to show off in front of him always taste a little strange in the end, and it is also for this reason.

Ling Qi looked around and laughed a few times to himself, he seemed to be getting more and more timid, and he was even worried about whether an accident would happen in his dreams. The boy straightened his clothes and walked out into the woods.

There was nothing special about the forest, but the blooming flowers made Ling Qi feel a little strange, obviously the sun was shining in the forest, but he saw a few medicinal herbs that only appeared in cold places. Without waiting for Ling Qi to wonder, he heard a girl's repeated shouting, as if she was doing some kind of exercise.

Ling Qi's memory always seemed to be blocked by a barrier, obviously this girl's voice was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it. Ling Qi shook his head, and simply didn't think about who it would be in the forest, and just walked over and took a look.

Ling Qi continued to walk forward, and what he saw was a little girl dressed in gray, holding a long sword in her hand, and she seemed a little curious about her arrival. Ling Qi looked at this dirty little girl, his heart was a little embarrassed, and he spread his hand to show that he had no malicious intentions, but he heard the little girl's unintentional question: "Uncle, who are you?" ”

"Uncle......" Ling Qi noticed that he was already a Ben San person, and the other party's uncle didn't seem to be too much of a problem, but the smile on this little girl's face always felt that there was something hidden.

Ling Qi shook his head, looking at the little girl who was gradually approaching him, but his heart suddenly felt a little uneasy, and he hurriedly took a few steps back and said, "Little girl, who are you!" ”

"I, of course I'm ......" Before the little girl could finish her words, a hand passed behind her, and she turned her head to see a woman full of anger, but she still had a smile on her face and whispered: "We, we will meet again." ”

Ling Qi looked at this little girl who was gradually losing her life, and then at this woman who was wiping the blood on her hands, and asked with some panic after a long time, "Who is she?" ”

"She?" The woman looked at the young man who finally stopped putting on a scared expression, grabbed her hair and asked angrily, "This is not a good thing you did. ”

As the woman's words fell, Ling Qi saw that the scenery around him had changed into a mansion, looked at the smiling eyes of the woman opposite, and asked cautiously, "Let me confirm first, are you the original her?" ”

"What do you say?"