Li Qi died, his soul, the Qi technique on the ground that had not yet dissipated, struck back into his horcrux, Song Qingru reached out and picked up the black iron long sword, looked it up and down, and waved it lightly.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

"This battle is a good success!"

Seeing that Song Qingru had finished the battle, Zhao Jin came over with applause to congratulate him.

"It's okay."

Song Qingru put away his sword expressionlessly, passed by Zhao Jin and walked in the direction of the mountain.

"Didn't you just beat me up? Wasn't it arrogant just now? Now you're going to show me again! ”

After the sudden addition of Zhao Jin and others on the battlefield on the mountain's side, the pressure suddenly decreased a lot, and the more they fought, the more courageous they became, which can be called a turnaround against the wind.

His opponent was in danger under the two-sided attack of him and his soul beast Zhu Yan, and he was pressed and beaten so that he was embarrassed, the steel knife in his hand had been broken, and one of his arms had been broken, if there was no accident, he would definitely die.

"Don't be too complacent, boy!"

The man was beaten so badly, but his mouth was still stubborn.

"Am I unwilling? Please, now I'm turning the tables, I'm not happy now, when will I be proud? ”

Dashan was amused by the other party's words, that expression, I didn't expect Dashan, who looked honest and honest, to have such a cheap side.

"Bang!"

Zhu Yan reappeared behind his opponent and grabbed him without moving, and Dashan took the opportunity to stab out with a fork, piercing the opponent's chest and heart.

"Uh......"

The opponent of the mountain, pawn!

At the end of the battle, Dashan turned his head to look at Zhao Jin and the others, and found that their battle was also nearing the end, but this battle scene was ......

Hey~~~, ferocious, ferocious, it's too ferocious, the opponents of Zhao Jin and others, either the head is gone, or the heart is gone, no enemy is a complete person, the most ferocious is Zhao Jin, one of his two opponents does not even have a body intact, and one of them has become minced meat.

"Gollum~~~"

Seeing this scene, Dashan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he had never seen such a murderous scene when he was hunting in the mountains, where did these people come from, even if they were strong, they were so ferocious when they fought.

"Thank you for your help, I don't even know how to repay you!"

Dashan rushed forward and hugged his fists at Zhao Jin and the others who came over.

"Wherever and where, my generation of spirit masters should eliminate violence and peace, punish evil and promote good, and of course draw a sword to help when you see injustice!"

Song Qingru on the side glanced at Zhao Jin, who was holding his fists and saluting, saying these words without being ashamed and his face did not change, and he couldn't help but be a little speechless in his heart. You, a guy who can't afford to make a profit, are also worthy of saying that you can eliminate violence, be peaceful, punish evil and promote good? If you don't have someone else's body, I see if you can't make a move, I'm bah, heh, man.

"In Xiawang Mountain, there are idle farmers in the mountains, I don't know where you come from?"

As soon as he heard Wang Dashan's words, Zhao Jin's eyes flashed, it seems that this Wang Dashan looks honest and honest, but he is not a fool, and he knows how to inquire about our origins.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jin didn't care, the smarter Dashan was, the happier Zhao Jin was, and he had no hostility towards him, I was just greedy for his body, what bad intentions did I have?

"In Xia Zhao Jin, the eight-rank imperial soul master, is also a loose cultivator, this is Song Qingru, my classmate and good partner, ten-grade imperial soul master, this is Mu Qianshan, the successor of the 'demon subduing hand' faction, this is Master Mingzhen, the abbot of Dongshan Temple in Xinhai City, this is ......"

Zhao Jin first took off the mask of Ultraman Tiga on his face, and introduced them to Wang Dashan one by one, telling him and Song Qingru's information in detail, but he was very respectful of Mu Qianshan and others, and did not reveal too much of their details.

Looking at Zhao Jin's face, which looked only slightly bigger than himself, he was not only surprised by his appearance, but also warmed by Zhao Jin's honesty. It's just that the other party has reached the eighth-rank realm at the age of one or two years older than him at most, and he is still a soul master like him, how can this not shock him?

His deceased master once praised his talent as a top-notch existence in the entire Qianguo, but he didn't expect that he would meet a Tianjiao who was even stronger than his talent not long after he came down the mountain.

Sure enough, there are people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, and if you always nest in the mountains, you will imprison your vision, and after all, you can only be a frog at the bottom of the well.

Thinking of the strength of Zhao Jin and the others, Wang Dashan's mind came to the figure of the giant beast that he had not yet defeated, maybe he could ......

Seeing Zhao Jin take off his mask, Song Qingru and others also took off their masks.

Soon, Wang Dashan's contemplation did not last long, because he was shocked by Song Qingru's appearance. Is there still such a beautiful person in the world? is even more beautiful than those big stars on TV, and even her cousin, who is full of female seduction, is two points inferior to the other party in terms of appearance, which is really beautiful.

The book says, "There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent." One look at the city, and then look at the country. "That's what it means, right?

Song Qingru looked at Wang Dashan, who had been staring at her expressionlessly, and there was no anger in her heart, because she could feel that there was no trace of evil thoughts in the other party's eyes, full of sincerity, not that kind of male gaze, but a simple appreciation of the beautiful things in the world, this is a person with a pure heart.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you're so beautiful, I can't help myself for a while."

After a long while, Wang Dashan finally came to his senses and quickly apologized.

Mu Qianshan and the others on the side also chuckled silently when they saw this, recalling that they and the others were the same when they first saw Song Qingru, at a young age, they grew up to be so miserable for the country and the people, who can withstand this?

Song Qingru didn't care, since she was a child, she was already immune to this kind of gaze and praise, anyone who has listened to too many good words since she was a child will not feel it, especially she is really beautiful.

Alas, it's all to blame for my excessive beauty.

It is difficult to give up the natural beauty, and once chose the king's side.

Looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color.

"Thank you for your help, I'm a rough man in Wang Dashan, I really don't know what to do, let's say it, what will be needed in the future, but listen to the instructions."

Everyone could also see that Wang Dashan was not a person who was articulate and could speak, and he was just about to step forward to support Dashan who bowed down again to thank him, but Zhao Jin seemed to notice something, so he turned his head and shouted in the direction behind him.

"Who? Come out! ”

Mu Qianshan and the others, including Wang Dashan, were all shocked by Zhao Jin's sudden reaction, and they all took a defensive posture in the direction of Zhao Jin's shouting, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.

"Whew~~~~"

"Brother Zhao, could it be that you are inducting it wrong?"

A gust of wind blew, driving the branches to make a slight "rustling" sound, Wang Dashan couldn't help but ask, but he found that Mu Qianshan and the others had put on a defensive posture for so long without any doubts, and they were still on guard, and seemed to believe in Zhao Jin's words, which couldn't help but surprise him.

Zhao Jin, as the youngest in their group, didn't expect to have such a right to speak.

If Master Mingzhen and the others knew what Wang Dashan was thinking, they would definitely chuckle twice, jokes, Zhao Xiaoge never made a mistake.

"No, there's someone out there, and I can't be wrong. Come out, if you don't come out, you're welcome! ”

Zhao Jin shouted in that direction, and sure enough, after two breaths, one person walked out of the woods.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

"It's really amazing, Your Excellency can be proud of the country with this hand alone."

This person is dressed as an ancient literati, with a high crown and a broad belt, a white robe, a wide sleeved robe, and a flowing placket, which is embroidered with moire, fresh and refined.

He had a gentle smile on his face, and there seemed to be a little bit of immaturity on his face that had not completely faded due to his age, but there was a firm belief and wisdom between his eyebrows, and his handsome cheeks made people ignore his natural baby face.

His eyes are like deep lakes, full of curiosity and curiosity about the world. His long hair is neatly combed at the back of his head and fastened with a wooden hairpin, showing his simplicity and humility.

He also wore a wooden sword pinned to his waist, which may represent his belief in Confucianism, which was not to use force, but to convince people with virtue.

He carried a cloth bag with him, and looking at the shape it revealed, he thought it was filled with all kinds of Confucian classics. The Confucian disciples in the world of spiritual masters always have this kind of "stinky problem", obviously they don't use the space ring on their hands, so they have to use a cloth bag pinned to their waist to hold books, what's wrong? Does it show that you have a book to read?

On his waist, there is also a jade pendant, which is also engraved with moire, but it is not engraved with any characters such as surnames that represent identity, looking at its quaint style, it should be a gift given to him by his parents and other elders, and perhaps it is also a symbol of his homesickness and relatives and friends.

His every move seems to be abiding by some strict etiquette, his words and deeds are dignified and steady, and his appearance gives people a calm and solemn feeling, not ostentatious, not impetuous. But he doesn't look very old, but he is about twenty years old, so he gives people a polite and elegant feeling.

What does it mean that the Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world, this is!

"This is good to pretend to be forced, this temperament is more elegant than me, I would like to call it 'the king of forced kings'!"

Zhao Jin couldn't help but be impressed by this person's demeanor, let alone the rest of the people on the side. This person is like coming out of a painting, no, a humble gentleman who came out of the ancient Confucian books.

This skin alone can be worthy of the evaluation of "very great" in the history books, and even if he was born in ancient times, he can at least be rated with titles such as "Eight Jun" and "Four Sons", and it is not an exaggeration to say that he looks better than Pan An.

"Confucian disciples?"

Seeing this person, everyone couldn't help but have this thought in their minds.