Li Xiuping glanced at him in surprise, keenly understanding the meaning of the words.

This white-haired ghost has some connections with them, so the two skeleton spirits are far away, obviously inconvenient to make a move, he, the so-called new white boxing king, can only exert his strength to settle things in order to exchange information.

Forget it, let it be, he thought about it in his heart, didn't care, and said to Zhao Ying Jian, "Xiao Zhao, you can be my entourage, I am a dignified white boxing king, how inappropriate is it to go out alone?"

"I?!Attendant?!" Zhao Yingjian blew up with his neck, "I am dignified Zhao Shenying Yingjian, the sixteenth rank of the Sword Immortal Gate, and twelve taels of monthly money, and I will be your entourage?"

"Oh, if you don't want to, then please go back, Sister Kobayashi is still waiting for you at home. Li Xiuping was expressionless.

"You! Zhao Yingjian was dumbfounded, it turned out that since he followed Li Xiuping from that damn broken town and stepped out of the first step, he had already sent the future of him and Sister Feng Ying to Li Xiuping, and let him handle it.

Now as long as Li Gouzi abandons him, he is alone and unaccompanied, and this is not the territory of his Sword Immortal Gate, so he can only obediently go back to accompany Sister Feng Ying, and then wait for Li Xiuping's merits to return, so the beauty throws himself into his arms, and he is a little Zhao, a green lantern from now on, and this is the rest of his life?

"Ahhhh

Everyone else didn't know what miserable story he was thinking, they all looked at him like a fool, only Li Xiuping came to persecute him coldly and without emotion, "Have you thought about it, have you thought about it, I'm leaving." ”

He gave a fist salute to the two skeletons, and nodded Lu Ziqian, the little fat man looked surprised, and quickly jumped on the horse, went to the head to lead the way, and the two of them sank into the wind and snow.

"Wait for me!" Zhao Yingjian hurriedly turned over and chased after him, "I deserve it, I deserve it, I'll be your entourage, wait for me!"

He figured it out, at the beginning, he still had a chance to compete with Li Xiuping, maybe his reputation as a god-ying sword for many years, as well as this good strength, could still have a little bit of golden face.

But when Li Xiuping revealed the heroic posture of the gods descending to earth that day, and smashed the blood demon into a piece of paper, he changed his mind and fought hard? That's a barbarian thing, our dignified sword immortal, can he be such a vulgar person?

So he deliberately put on the identity of the sixteenth ranking of the Sword Immortal Gate, after all, this is one of the three major immortal gates, and the true evaluation of him, you Li Xiuping is a white body, after all, it is still heaven and earth, right?

But he didn't want to, in a blink of an eye, this Li Gouzi had already mixed the identity of the White Boxing King, he wanted to cry without tears and thought that the White Boxing King was a symbol of the supreme status of Chaoxian City, surrounded by one city, three towns and sixteen villages, with a radius of 100,000 miles, and there were only three of them, one was outside, and two were sitting in the town, just like standing on their feet, and now there is one more Li Xiuping, which is the same identity as the Tianhuang noble.

He was desperately scolding in his heart, "Dog thief, dog thief! You want to rob me Sister Feng Ying! You dead dog thief, Li puppy, Li dogzi, you are a dog thief, a dog thief." ”

He galloped on horseback, but he really had no culture, and he turned over and over the words dog and thief, and scolded in his heart back and forth.

Wait a while, I have to lower my figure, I can't let him drive me back, my Zhao Yingjian can bend and stretch, and I am also a husband.

Thinking about it, he chased closer, and looking at Li Xiuping's smiling appearance, he deliberately squeezed out an extremely flattering smile, and stepped forward to become a slave to greet him.

didn't think about it, he scolded angrily in his heart all the way, his mouth suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and he said the wrong thing when he opened his mouth.

"Master Li Gou, the little one is here!"

......

......

The tiger went down the mountain, the double dragon went to sea, the wind and rain were fierce, and the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked.

After a set of unrecognizable feet, Zhao Yingjian had a swollen pig's head face, and in Lu Ziqian's strange gaze that he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, he climbed back on the horse, like a gas bag, shaking up and down with the horse's body moving forward.

Li Xiuping blew his nails and glanced at him, "Are you not convinced?"

"Hu Qi! I am very Hu Qi!", the pig's head face is a big man who can bend and stretch, and immediately patted his chest, "I made the wrong mistake, I, recruit a prostitute and cheap, round and round hair!"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem!" Lu Ziqian couldn't help it, he shook it on the side, a little hard, and he was afraid of annoying the cheap immortal, so he hurriedly patted his horse and ran to the front to lead the way.

The three of them walked along the straight road, the snowflakes gradually turned from goose feathers to flour, and when they turned into a path, the sky was still clear, the sun was falling, the snow was clear, the mountains on both sides were white and snowy, and there was a large lake in the distance, which was hidden behind the dense woods, and there was silence all around, only the sound of their horses' hooves went all the way, and from time to time the snow crushed the branches and smashed to the ground.

The lakes and landscapes in nature, at this moment, seem to have been stripped of a hazy complexion by the sun. Suddenly jumped into everyone's eyes.

"It's so beautiful~" Li Xiuping fell into obsession again, "Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, thousands of paths and people disappear, there is such a beautiful scenery in this world, but I don't know how the blood demon can't think about it, good people don't do it, they have to do a blood?"

He thought that the blood demon had left the shell of the human body, based on the most superficial theory of human body thermostat, and had lost his body, how could the blood demon maintain its own temperature?

No wonder Wu Zhengqi said that the blood demon is used to being active at night, and the sun is blazing during the day, which is not good for their actions, not to mention that during the summer day, the blood demon is almost extinct.

It's sad, pitiful, and hateful, and I don't know what these people have become blood demons for?

His heart was full of mysteries, all the blood enhancement cultivators were good people, how could it be like this in the future?

And everything he experienced in Qingguo, he had seen the methods of the immortals of Yulong Mountain, and he also had some vague guesses, but Zhao Yingjian was sword cultivation, and it didn't seem to be a way at all.

There was also the black silk in his left hand, and he dug into the two Chaoxian City Sects for a long time, but he didn't hear a similar description.

"What kind of path is this? Could it be that the Qingguo is located, in fact, it is a paradise?, and there is a different kind of inheritance?" he was deeply puzzled, but after thinking about it, he overturned himself, "No, we can come out, naturally there are people who can enter, and there is also the name of the Endless Sea there, obviously the two realms have something in common, but I don't know, to understand this, how high is that level?"

What he is a little worried about now is that if that level is too high to be seen, then it will be too late for him to go back, and the people he cares about and values have already turned into dry bones.

"No, I can't go on like this, I want to join the Mighty Boxing Sect, if I don't try, there will be no change in my life, only if I do my best, I can let go and have no regrets. ”

He strengthened his determination, things came one after another, first solve the white-haired ghost in front of him, and then go to the Mighty Fist Sect to learn boxing, climb to the upper level of this world as soon as possible, and then find Lin Xiuxiu's soul, resurrect her, and then he should go to find a way to cross the sea.

He thought so all the way, and as he rode forward, the sun gradually sank in the west, and when the sunset began to be trimmed with gold, the three of them arrived at Wolong Village.

It is said that it is a village, but in fact, the scale is a little smaller than Jixian Town, the village houses are like them, arranged very neatly, according to Lu Ziqian, the village housekeeper Lu Changxian is a character similar to obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The housekeeper is the saying of the strong royal family, they regard the entire sect as a big family, Chaoxian City is a branch of the family, and these villages and towns under their jurisdiction are all partial households.

"You said that Lu Changxian has been here for two years and has not done anything, just staring at these houses and playing in a neat arrangement?" Li Xiuping had a question mark on his face.

According to common sense, even if the house can't face the sea and the spring flowers bloom, it must at least be in the shade of the rising sun, which is in line with the natural law of human rest, and he himself is somewhat obsessive-compulsive, and the infrastructure projects in the Colosseum are also lined up and refreshing, so he has no opinion on perfectionism.

But this Lu Changxian took it for granted, he arranged all the cottages together, formed a circle, one next to the other, and then expanded out one by one.

From the perspective of urban design want to be lazy, this is a perfect way, you don't need to think so much about the future, you don't need to use your brain to expand outward, and you don't need to do road and waterway drainage planning as a housekeeper, just extend it outside along several axes.

But for housing, there is a special one.

The sunrise is shady, of course, everyone rushes to ask for it, and if the lighting is not ideal, there will be complaints, Lu Changxian, the housekeeper, even thought of a way, whoever opposes him, whose house will be arranged to the side with the sun on his back.

What's interesting is that such a nonsense thing has gradually evolved into a mentality by the villagers, patting Lu Changxian's ass, and you will have a good life.

So their Lu family lived the same life as the Emperor of the Soil, which was very obvious from Lu Ziqian's round figure and the villagers who came and went in front of him.

"That's right, Lu Changxian is the big head, who dares not to listen to him?" In the words of the little fat man, there was no respect for his uncle at all, but they were all complaints, "He is so aggressive, everyone treats him as an uncle, he is comfortable, he knocked down all the scattered houses outside, and spent all his energy and time on his own preferences, but we suffered a loss, and we were secretly poked and scolded all day long!"

He shook his fat little body, with a look of resentment, "I can't eat well, I can't sleep well, it's all about him!"