The whole Bashu City was lively, and Xue Jiaojiao didn't dare to drink too much wine this time, so she just sat quietly on the side.

Lan Xiaohe said a few words of congratulations, and the cheers below were higher than one another.

Xue Jiaojiao sniffed, the celebration banquet was held outside, and the weather had already begun to get cooler.

"Why don't you drink it?" Shan Ying came over with a pot of wine.

"Don't dare to drink too much." Xue Jiaojiao excused.

More than five hundred years later, the first battle between the Immortal Cultivation Realm and the Immortal Slayer and the Demon Clan was still fought very well, and the discussion outside was much quieter.

"I really hope this battle won't be fought." Shan Ying nestled in her chair, her eyes dark.

What Shan Ying said was a battle like the Great War of Immortals and Demons, and the casualties were too heavy.

Xue Jiaojiao also hoped for this, but it seemed unlikely.

As long as the Demon Venerable is immortal, the Immortal Cultivation Realm will not be at peace.

Chu Changsheng was helpless against the Demon Venerable, let alone others.

An unknown fear swept over Xue Jiaojiao, and her memories of the decades in her previous life were of little use.

"What's wrong?" Shan Ying turned her head and asked her.

Xue Jiaojiao's body moved a little and warmed up slightly.

"It's okay, I was a little distracted just now."

At the celebration banquet, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves, and Xue Jiaojiao was a little tired, so she went back to the room early to rest.

I'm about to leave Bashu, and the temperature here in Bashu is getting cooler, so it should be colder outside.

It's coming to the end of the year again, Xue Jiaojiao thought so before falling asleep.

Before returning to Yunmengze from Bashu, Xue Jiaojiao also asked Shan Ying whether she wanted to stay or return to Yunmengze.

Shan Ying glanced at Zhu Chang's side, and said helplessly: "I'll still follow you, I'll just send a message from my father's side." ”

Xue Jiaojiao said hello.

Shan Ying still followed them away and returned to Yunmengze, this year's Xue Jiaojiao didn't want to go back to Qinghe, and planned to spend the New Year in Yunmengze.

Shan Ying said that she would accompany her.

"And what about your father?"

"There must be a banquet in the New Year's Suzaku Country, I don't want to go, I'll accompany you here, besides, if my father grows legs, he will come over."

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Shan Xianting really came alone, and Duan Rin found it first.

Shan Xianting stared at Duan Rin for a long time, and said with a smile: "This little doll looks quite qualified, and she will definitely have a lot of achievements in the future." ”

Duan Rin was frightened by him and hid behind Xue Jiaojiao.

"Father, it's hard to come here, and you're still scaring people." Shan Ying crossed her waist and said angrily.

Shan Xianting hurriedly begged for mercy, Xue Jiaojiao looked at the way the father and daughter got along, and was a little envious.

The lively atmosphere continued, time flew by, year after year, two years later, Xue Jiaojiao built the foundation, and it was time to choose a sword.

"Time flies." Xie Congnan sighed with emotion.

Xue Jiaojiao, who has just started, is now also building a foundation and cultivating it.

Xue Jiaojiao built the foundation earlier than she imagined, and her face was full of surprises.

"I can go pick out my sabre."

Xue Jiaojiao was full of anticipation for her new saber, and Shan Ying touched her nose.

"It's really fast, Xue Jiaojiao's progress speed is also one of the best in the sect."

Xie Congnan said with a smile: "Maybe in more than ten years, I will arrive in Jindan." ”

When I arrived at Jindan before the age of thirty, it was still very good, I heard that Pei Nanxun of Dongsheng Shenzhou was already about to start impacting Yuanying.

Most of the twelve chiefs of Yun Mengze are only one foot away from Yuanying, but they just can't cross over.

Qi Xiao has been in retreat for a year and hasn't come out, in order to impact Yuan Ying.