Seeing the delicate and pretentious appearance of the prince of the Heavenly Palace, the little daughter who whimpered, the queen shook her head weakly, took out a Sumeru ring, and threw the evil taste high.

The Son of Heaven with the rain pear blossom instantly smiled, like a pug with bones, jumped high, held the Sumeru ring tightly in his hand, and just wanted to turn around and thank him but was kicked out of Weiyang Palace by the queen of heaven.

"Get me some more benefits back, and if I lose, I'll pretend to be a girl and hang you in the East Heavenly Gate!"

I heard that the pretending girl Tianzi smiled even brighter, and the expectation in his eyes couldn't be suppressed.

"Mother, don't worry, I never suffer. ”

The queen of heaven smiled bitterly and rubbed her forehead, leaned lazily on the edge of the stone table, turned her hand and took out half of the jade pendant, rubbed it gently, thinking of a certain calculating little woman with a black belly.

After more than ten years, can there be another time?

Xianzhou Yongdao, Luoyang swung his sword to keep the insect tide three feet away, his face did not change color, his qi did not grow, and he was indescribably freehand and calm.

No matter how strong the insect swarm is, it can be stronger than the resentful spirits of the outer path? No matter how many insect tides can it be more than the outer corpse tide? That is, he has not wavered, let alone at this time.

Half of the trip has passed, but the insect swarm has not been able to attack for a long time, Mu Qifan has lost patience, turned his hand and summoned a fist-sized purple-haired spider and threw it to the top of his head, and he summoned a green snake with the thickness of a finger and the length of an arm and threw it into the corridor.

Spit out the silk, and the green snake and demon spider poured into the swarm under the cover of darkness.

Seeing that Luoyang didn't pay attention to himself, Mu Qifan raised his arms high again, and countless flying bats swept out of the spirit beast ring, their eyes were scarlet, and they hissed and invaded the entire Yongdao.

"I'll give you a chance, you kill the girl behind you, and I'll let you go. ”

"Give me a chance? With the Nightmare Demon Spider, the Green Jade Demon Snake, or these useless insects, Qianling Peak has more ability to abandon the sword and cultivate insects?"

"The door of heaven has not been opened, and the spiritual power in the body is limited, whether you can block the immeasurable sea of insects with one person and one sword You and I know very well, why bother to be quick with your tongue?"

Mu Qifan said softly, and two Gu worms the size of sesame seeds popped out with his fingers.

Luoyang took two steps back, slashed the Gu worm with a swing of Sauvignon Blanc, glanced up at Qi Fan, and said seriously while resisting the insect tide with his sword: "Although you have a hundred insects hidden in your body and I only have one sword, I can still protect anyone who doesn't deserve to die!"

Luoyang's posture made Mu Qifan even more annoyed, and poisonous insects poured out of the spirit pet ring like flowing water, and the sound of crawling and buzzing wings overwhelmed the heavy rain outside for a while.

"Rather advance than retreat, rather advance than retreat......"

The cardamom girl who came back from fear muttered like a madman, pulling out her sword little by little, her apricot eyes were full of tears, and the autumn-like blade trembled a little but finally pointed at the enemy in front of her.

Master said that from the day she held the sword, she could only move forward.

Jian Ning can't bend, sword cultivation sword, how can someone be inferior to a sword?

Through the sight of the insects and beasts, the stubborn appearance of the girl came into the heart of the curtain and awakened the memories that had been sealed for a long time.

Wasn't he so obsessed with swords, he left home as a young man and apprenticed thousands of miles away, how could he be unjust and impermanent, and no one saved him at the beginning......

"Die! Die!

The curtain roared hysterically, increasing the number of insects and beasts like a madman, regardless of the loss, he just wanted to kill the two of Luoyang as soon as possible.

That period of the past is unbearable, and Mu Qifan is unwilling to face it, let alone dare to face it.

The insect swarm doubled, and Luoyang said to the girl who was slowly approaching behind him: "Stand back, stay away." ”

The young man's tone was undeniable, and the girl who wanted to fight the enemy together nodded, retreated slowly, and looked curiously at the back of the lonely face of the sea of insects.

In the face of such a tide of insects, what can one person and one sword do?

Swinging the sword first picked a few green jade demon snakes close to the body, Luoyang took a few big steps back and put the sword back to the sheath across his chest, the momentum was constricted, and when the insect tide approached, he suddenly drew his sword.

The sword aura was as white as the snow of the Thirty-Nine Winter, sweeping through the bilge in the blink of an eye, whether it was the Demon Spider or the Green Jade Demon Snake, or any other insect and beast, all of them were wiped out under this sword.

The girl tilted her head, looking at the back that was not very high but very reliable, and there was a feeling that the mountains were looking up, it turned out that the master's story was not a lie, there was really such a sword in this world, nothing could not be cut, and it could not be broken.

"There is no need for a thousand tricks, ten thousand kinds of immortal arts, just one sword in hand can make thousands of armies avoid fear, and no one can stop them in the world, this is sword cultivation!"

Luo Yang whispered, sideways to avoid the fist of the curtain Qifan, and raised his sword to slash the black-scaled snake hidden in his hair.

Stepping on the two instruments, dancing acacia, dancing in white, the silver-white and gorgeous sword qi is like a meteor shower, tearing through the night-like black, amazing, the girl who watched forgot to breathe, and couldn't help but be fascinated.

In the colorful sword shadow, the curtain was rolled up like a residual leaf in the wind, and it was thrown heavily on the ship's board, with fine sword marks all over his body, and he knelt on the ground on both knees, crying bitterly to Luoyang.

"I was like them seven years ago, but I didn't meet you. I was brought into Qianling Mountain and forced to become an insect cultivator. ”

"I can't help myself, please give me a chance, I can be an undercover agent, I can be a loyal dog of the retainers, I will do whatever you ask me to do, I beg you, I don't want to die, I was wrong! I was wrong! Please let me go! Please ......"

The sobbing curtain looked extremely sad, so that Luoyang couldn't tell whether he was sincere or false for a while.

Thinking slightly, Luoyang slowed down and pretended to be preachy and compassionate.

"The prodigal son will not change his money, ...... it well"

"Nine Veins on the Sword, I will take your life!"

Seeing Luoyang relaxed, Mu Qifan laughed and turned into a crystal Gu worm, his wings trembled slightly, and he fled outside the fairy boat.

"One more thing, girl. Remember, dogs can't change their, and they can't get rid of evil!"

Luoyang continued to preach, raising his sword and stabbing flat, the sword qi cut through the darkness, and nailed the Gu worm to the wall of the ship.

Sideways to block the girl's sight, Luoyang pulled out the Sauvignon Blanc from between the eyebrows of Mu Qifan, skillfully put away the spirit pet ring, Sumeru bag, and inner disciple waist card, and reached out to help Mu Qifan close his eyes.

"You have a phantom body Gu, it looks like there is something going on, but it's a pity that I never ask where I come from, as long as you deserve to die, you have to die! ”

The rain outside the boat was even more turbulent, and Luoyang had more expectations for the Nine Veins Sword. A character like Mu Qifan is just an inner disciple of Qianling Peak, and presumably those true disciples will not disappoint him.

The sail took advantage of the wind, and the fairy boat gradually moved away from the wilderness, breaking through the storm, and the long-lost sunlight passed through the porthole, dyeing Luoyang's white clothes golden.

Curiosity and shock made the girl leave her fear behind for the time being, put her sword back in her sheath, and arched her hand at Luoyang, which was quite chivalrous.

"Thank you for saving your life, please leave your name, and let the little woman report later. ”

Luoyang sat down cross-legged on the spot and replied with a chuckle: "If you can enter the Kunlun Immortal Gate, you can call me Uncle Xiaoshi!"