Dong Yiyi lowered his head and straightened the placket of the white clothes, deliberately added a few folds, and touched the sword at his waist with his fingers.

Fu raised his head again, and the expression on his face turned from indifference to anxiety and worry in an instant. She knocked on the door of the Sword Sect.

"Knock knock—"

"Shifang Gate Dong Yiyi, can someone from the Sword Sect come?!"

After a few breaths, the door opened.

Two sturdy monks with swords pinned to their waists stood on either side of the door.

They know Dong Yiyi.

"Miss Dong? Why are you here? Come and knock late at night, but what's the matter? ”

Dong Yiyi is a Taoist couple who is about to form a contract with Qi Da, the head of the Qi family, and this matter has spread throughout the entire Sword Sect.

On the day she first came, she held a red sticker in her hand, and Qi Da personally greeted her at the door and brought her all the way into the living room.

The first time a disciple on the sidelines saw their own family master, they would treat one with a caring attitude...... Girl.

Since that day, the Sword Sect has known that Dong Yiyi, the sword cultivator of the Ten Directions Gate in the Southern Regions, is the wife of the future head of the family.

These two sword cultivators were covered in sweat, and it was obvious that they had just finished practicing knives and had not returned to their rooms to rest, when they heard the sound of the door coming in a hurry.

The woman in white has a slender figure, her shoulders are not as thin as ordinary women, her shoulders are as horizontal as a knife, and her arms are slender but extremely powerful.

She was holding the sword in one hand at the moment, and the red sword spike at her waist floated gently in the wind with the corners of her clothes.

White, black sword, red sword spike.

"Have you ever met your master?" She frowned, her voice full of anxiety.

The two sword cultivators looked at each other, and after thinking about it, they asked, "Family master?" Didn't the head of the family accompany the girl to the Taoist meeting after leaving the secret realm? ”

Dong Yiyi was stunned when he heard this, and said suspiciously: "Accompany me to the Taoist meeting?" No...... I haven't seen him since I came out of the secret realm?! I went to the Taoist meeting with my little sister, and I didn't have any contact with him! ”

"What?! The master of the house ......"

The two sword cultivators were slightly shocked at first, and then reacted, "What does it have to do with them where the family master is?" People can't tell them everywhere that they are just getting started, right? ”

They said that they were sword cultivators, full of tendons and flesh, but in fact, they were two people who had just entered the path of immortality.

And the reason why they can come and open the door on the third watch of this month is because of ...... They're the janitors! It's not every day that a monk will pick the middle of the night to visit the people of the Sword Sect. When these two people were tired, they went to practice knives, not to mention anything else, they went to the Taoist meeting during the day a few days ago, and they really had some insights when they saw others quarreling.

Now the two of them looked at each other and drew their swords to fight! There are quite heroes who see the same thing, and they work together to break through the chivalry of the cultivation realm!

"Miss Dong...... We won't know where the owner has gone. This...... It's not a big deal, maybe there is some great power to meet. ”

"Yes, yes, I've been hearing in the past few days that the head of the family has met the old monks of the Shura Hall in the twenty-two halls, and now he is discussing matters with many great powers in the Shura Hall."

The two patiently explained to the nun.

Dong Yiyi's throat moved slightly, and he slowly took out a knife bell from his sleeve.

This knife bell is made of spiritual mines, the shape is the same as the ordinary bell, the upper is tied to the rope, and the lower is tied to the silk.

This is a token of the Sword Sect, and only the seven members of the Qi family have it. Among them, they are related to the bloodline, which can withstand a fatal blow in times of danger.

The bell is crisp, far away like a vibrating knife in the forest, and the sound of iron.

It also represents the vitality of the seven members of the Qi family......

Now......

The knife bell in Dong Yiyi's hand fluttered in the wind, and the silk silk kept touching her wrist.

The wind blows silently.

“……”

"This is ......" The two sword cultivators must know this, but how dare they be sure of a knife bell that blows silently?!

Dong Yiyi's gaze slowly moved up from the knife bell, and met the gaze of the two respectively.

"The bell of the Qi family master."

"Before, he gave me something of affection, but today I miss him, take it out and think about seeing things and thinking about people, and then I find out...... It's too quiet. ”

Speaking of this, the two strong men of sword cultivation suddenly looked at each other in horror, and almost at the same time rushed towards the sect, shouting loudly to the place where several people of the Qi family lived: "Second Elder! Three Elders! Four Elders! The head of the house's knife bell stopped ringing!! ”

Another shouted: "Five sons! Sixth son, little seventh senior sister! The head of the house's knife bell is no longer ringing! ”

"Help, ahh

"Help, ahhhhh

The two of them cried wolf howl, far louder than the spirit beast big rooster in the sect. In an instant, the disciples' courtyard was in the middle, and the sound of breaking the door sounded.

Dong Yiyi was still at the gate of the Sword Sect, she didn't expect these two people to look calm, and they were actually characters who had heard their voices before they saw them.

“……”

In the end, it is the Sword Sect, which practices physical boxing on weekdays, and the dancing knife is roaring with a long momentum, and at this moment, the howl is louder than that of ordinary monks.

Dong Yiyi tilted his head slightly, his long eyelashes met, and his eyes were blurred.

"I don't know when they died in my formation...... Do you want to scream so loudly? ”

The smile on her lips was fleeting.

……

Qi Wu was confused by the sudden occurrence of the Demon Suppression Temple, and while he was haunted by the grace of the teacher who sent charcoal in the snow, he also thought about Jiang Su's grace of reconstruction.

When Jiang Su suffered, he ......

Couldn't keep her.

He also comforted himself that after paying for it, 500,000 spirit stones was not a small amount, and he couldn't buy any pills.

But as soon as his eyes are closed, the next second he will recall the picture of himself and Fang Zhejiang Su lying under the towering ancient trees in the guest house, with the sky as the quilt and the earth as the seat.

“……”

"How could I be...... How can the friendship between me and Jiang Su be compared with spirit stones?!! ”

He snapped his eyes wide and looked up at the sky.

"No! I have to save Jiang Su! Even if she is a demon cultivator, I will save her!! ”

"The grace of reinvention should be repaid with life!"

……

The lobby of the largest inn in Roland City.

"Eh, have you heard, Jiang Su, the daughter of the medical fairy, has been imprisoned in the black tower of the Demon Suppression Temple! In order to arrest her, the group of monks in the Demon Suppression Temple even used the Buddha's shadow, and the one hundred and eight Buddha monks and disciples in the upper realm were brought to the lower realm. ”

"Harm, I saw it with my own eyes, that scene, many Yuan Infant powers on both sides have come out! What a scene that can go down in history! ”

There were four people sitting at one table, three of them were talking, and the other was wearing a scholar's hat and holding a soft-bristled pen in his hand.

Hearing a few people sighing and stopping the narration of the scene, he raised his head, "Go on, I haven't seen it, you can talk more, I can send it to my gentlemen!" I don't know how many people in the world are waiting for today's story! ”

This is a notekeeper, a monk who specializes in feeding the storytellers of the heavens to record the major events and scenes of the cultivation realm.

I don't know how many monks there are in the world, most of them are small casual cultivators who want to earn some spirit stones, and they follow the food for the sky, which can be regarded as having a background.

"Ahem, you can say it, but this ......"

The notekeeper naturally knew how to do things, and turned to the inn junior second and said in a loud voice: "Little second! Three more bottles of the best sand in the sand! ”

"Refreshing! Listen to me! I have the best view from that position! ”

(End of chapter)