Chapter 25: The Adult...... You...... What's in your hands?

Outside the Paiyun Palace.

In the middle of the moonlight, the night is like a blanket, dotted with stars.

"Zige, what are you messing around!?"

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Li Zijun, who had been in the stands, paused, opened his mouth slightly, blinked his eyelashes twice, and inhaled slowly, a pair of soft lily slowly smoothed the annoyance in his heart.

After a few breaths, Fang smoothed his chest, got up and looked at him, his dark pupils moved slightly, and he calmly persuaded him:

"Zige, listen to it...... Elder's words. ”

"Don't be crazy, you're good enough, come down."

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"Giggles, what do you care about him?"

Yin Sumo on the side looked at her appearance, and felt a little funny for a while, her narrow phoenix eyes narrowed, and the two big white balls trembled.

The red dress outlined her figure vividly, she sat up, one jade leg was slightly cocked, she sang and danced at Chu Zi with her small fists, and licked her red lips:

"Are you young and frivolous, when will you stay if you are not crazy at this time? Chu Zige, you work hard, this seat supports you. ”

Li Zijun frowned slightly, looked at the mountain girl on the side, anxious and angry, pursed her thin lips tightly, covered Yin Sumo's chattering mouth, and then said coquettishly:

"Yin Sumo, you are fanning the flames here, do you want Zige to be abolished?"

"It's not that you don't know what Yudan represents, Zige doesn't understand, don't you understand?"

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The so-called road of cultivating immortals, there are three hurdles, and they have passed, and since then, the road to cultivating immortals has been smooth sailing, if you can't step ...... Stop here for life and end with hatred.

And the knot is the sign that the monk has officially stepped into the world of cultivating immortals, and he can cook the sea and drink the sword...... The gap between the foundation and the knot is almost insurmountable.

- What Chu Zige did, in Li Zijun's eyes, is no different from looking for death.

......

Ji Bochang's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he gently played with the wine glass in his hand, just looking at the figure of the embroidered rose white shirt on the high platform, his fingers were lightly buttoned, and his eyes were deep.

The incense that had not yet burned out, rolled up the smoke and soul, he lowered his eyes, and looked at Ji Bochang silently, looking light and breezy.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

Finallyβ€”

A voice came, breaking the silence of the hall.

"Zige, ......"

Li Wangsheng, who looked helpless, first glanced at Ji Bochang, who didn't know what to think, and then glanced at Chu Zige, who looked indifferent, and sighed:

"If you don't listen to the old man's words, you must always listen to the words of Zijun, right?"

"Go down, you are young and vigorous, and you don't know how to tie the Dan ......"

Before the old man's words were finished, Ji Bochang stood up slowly with his knees, stretched his waist, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Chu Zige:

"Brother Chu, ......"

Everyone looked at each other.

Just when everyone was hanging their hearts in their throats, they saw Ji Bochang suddenly laughing, he looked at Chu Zige, clapped his hands and said in amazement:

"It's really worthy of being the queen of the Chu family, it's really full of liver and gallbladder."

"If Ji goes up like this, I'm afraid he will be carried out of this row of cloud halls, don't you dare to advise......"

Then he put the wine glass in his hand aside, turned his head to look at Li Wusheng, and showed a faint smile:

"Head, Bo Chang thinks that he is not defeated by Brother Chu, and he admits defeat in this battle."

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After the words fell, he took a deep look at Chu Zige.

Strode away.

Chu Zige stared at Ji Bochang, who had disappeared into the main hall, his brows furrowed, and he was reasonable...... Something seems wrong with the direction of this plot?

Obviously, he was ready to shoot with all his might, and in the end he narrowly won half a move, fell on the high platform covered in blood, and was helped back to Bujian Peak by Li Zijun.

The beeps have already started to be installed, do you not want to let yourself finish loading?

- However, since you can get this ambergris, none of this matters.

Xiao Lin was stunned for a moment, and then said loudly:

"Inner disciple Ji Bo often admits defeat, Chu Zige wins!!"

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After the words fell, countless inner disciples walked back to their seats with Chu Zige in their arms, looking at the scene in front of him, Du Yuan smiled playfully at the corner of his mouth, turned around and walked out of the main hall, like a shadow receding, without a trace.

Next, Chu Zige didn't do anything amazing, but was silent, and participated in the entire Sword Asking Conference with the crowd, and exchanged a few words with the inner disciples.

Then, he took the ambergris from the hand of Li Wangsheng, who was blushing, and walked out of the Paiyun Palace.

......

Just after Chu Zige left, a true disciple walked up to Li Wusheng's side with a solemn expression, took a deep breath, and whispered:

"Master, the dozen or so disciples of the Taixu Sect who disappeared in Wolongyuan a few days ago...... The Soul Lamp went out again......"

Du Ruhui on the side raised his eyebrows suddenly, his face seemed to be a little moved, his tone sank, and he asked:

"Who is it?"

The true disciple subconsciously glanced at Li Wusheng, and after seeing him nodding towards him, he spoke:

"Back to the Great Elder, the disciple whose lamp was broken is named Zhang An."

After a pause, he should have felt that the Great Elder's words did not mean this, and continued to add:

"Well, Senior Brother Durrey is currently fine."

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Du Ruhui raised his eyes slightly, his expression was obviously relieved, nodded at Li Wusheng, and walked out of the Paiyun Hall with his hands in his hands.

At this time, Yin Sumo suddenly came over, frowned lightly, looked at Du Ruhui's disappearing back, and suddenly asked Li Wusheng:

"Master, do you need me to post this matter to the Gongshan Hall?"

"Cracking this case can be regarded as a kind of academic assessment for these true inner disciples, but it is slightly more difficult...... The tentative level is red. ”

"How?"

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Li Wusheng squinted slightly, and his body leaned back slightly.

He glanced at Yin Sumo, only to feel that she was particularly concerned about the dozen or so inner disciples who had disappeared from the Taixu Sect, and he really couldn't figure out what she was thinking in her heart.

After thinking for a long time, he waved his hand:

"That's it."

"It's up to you to arrange this......

After speaking, he snorted coldly, grinned at the corners of his mouth, muttered something in his mouth, and walked out of the main hall.

If you get close, you seem to be able to hear a few words faintly:

β€œ...... It's for your own good to let you hide it, show something ......"

......

Chu Zige came out of the Paiyun Palace, and the moonlight was like a jade glow.

He played with the piece of ambergris in his hand, and walked in the direction of Bujian Peak with a lot of heart.

Since Nan Ji entered the Bujian Peak, in addition to committing illness at a fixed time every day, other actions seem to really regard herself as the master, and everything she does is for her own sake.

But Chu Zige just felt that she had another purpose, at least she looked at her with a strong sense of possessiveness.

This is especially manifested when he meets Li Zijun.

Thinking about it, he has already climbed the peak of the sword.

"Your Excellency, ...... Coming back? ”

Nan Ji waved the lamp in her hand, and the dim light reflected in her eyes.

Chu Zige was burned by the light, came back to his senses, and then looked at Nan Ji.

In the next moment, a strange color suddenly appeared on his face.

Under the light of the lamp, her face became more and more ruddy...... The voice was as thin as a cat's moan, and he looked irrepressibly ashamed:

"Your Excellency...... You...... What's in your hands? ”

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