Chongjing's eyes turned, and his eyebrows smiled, "Lin Feng, since the head of the Luo Sect has already spoken, why don't you come to the Lingxiao Sword Sect soon?"

Zi Chen changed his anger and laughed, "Haha, that's a good point! People go to high places, and water flows to low places, there is no reason to let go of the Lingxiao Sword Sect that has been inherited for hundreds of thousands of years, and go to the Kunlun Sect that has a vain reputation." ”

Ling Xuchen said coolly, "Jing'er, the Lingxiao Sword Sect is not something that any cat or dog can enter. ”

Zi Chen couldn't help the corners of his mouth raised wildly, and coughed lightly, "Ahem, stop Ge, what you said is wrong, although Lin Feng is not qualified to enter the inner door, it is okay to be a handyman." ”

A few people, you and I said one sentence, and the Kunlun faction was reduced to dust, and Lin Feng was almost so angry that Lin Feng vomited blood, clenched his fists, and endured it stiffly.

The smile on Luo's vain face finally couldn't be hung up, "Dog bites Lu Dongbin doesn't know good people's hearts!, since your Lingxiao Sword Sect is so powerful, don't beg us in the future!"

Zi Chen waved his big hand, "Who begs, who still says not necessarily." ”

"Hmph!" Luo Xu's eyes flashed sharply, and without saying a word, he just threw his sleeves and left.

Lin Feng glanced at Chongjing deeply when he left, with a hint of loss in his eyes, does Chongjing like Ling Xuchen so much?

Chongjing didn't give him a look, and said coquettishly at Ling Xuchen, "Senior brother, let's go back~"

"Hmm. ”

Ling Xuchen hugged the little man, his figure flickered, and he disappeared into the sea of people in the blink of an eye, leaving Zichen standing there with a solemn look in his eyes.

Ling Qingge hesitated and said, "Master, ,......"

Zi Chen waved his hand, "Don't worry, you go back to heal first, and then talk later." ”

Ling Qingge nodded, and took the other disciples to get on the flying spirit weapon and left, from beginning to end, none of them mentioned Xu Jiao, as if she was not a disciple of the Ling Xiao Sword Sect.

The disciples of the other sects also dispersed one after another, and in the end, except for Zi Chen, the exit was empty.

Zi Chen stared at the exit with complicated eyes, his fists clenched, Xu Jiao, you still owe the deity an explanation.

In the forbidden land behind the Ling Xiao Sword Sect.

looked at the door of the temple that was still closed, and was very aggrieved. "Senior brother, doesn't the master miss Jing'er? ”

Ling Xuchen really wanted to say that the power of the Transformation Stage would be a few years less every retreat, but now that it had only been a few months, it was impossible for the master to get out.

It can be imagined that the movements in his hands are not slow, the sharp sword light directly hits the enchantment, and the sudden attack makes the sword ancestor who meditates on retreat almost go mad, after all, retreat is the most taboo and disturbing.

The Sword Ancestor breathed and suppressed the surging aura, then drew his sword and rushed out, angry "Damn! What are you crazy about!"

Ling Xuchen's eyebrows were faint, "Jing'er misses you." ”

Jian Zu was stunned for a moment, and then he was shocked to realize that his little apprentice was also beside him, and instantly changed from an angry face to a smiling face, and the speed of changing his face was called a fast, and he smiled like a flower.

"Jing'er, it's all the master's fault, it's the master's sudden inspiration and direct retreat, and he doesn't care about Jing'er's feelings. Does Jing'er miss her master?"

Chong pouted and puffed, "I don't want to be a master." The master doesn't want to be a teacher, and the teacher doesn't want to be a teacher!"

Jian Zu's smile stiffened, "Nonsense, who said that Shizun doesn't want to be Jing'er, Shizun wants to be Jing'er in his dreams!"

Ling Xuchen sneered, "When did Shizun sleep?"

The Sword Ancestor who was exposed became more and more annoyed and angry, and glared at the bastard disciple viciously, "If you can't speak, don't say it!"

Chong Jing was unhappy, "Master, don't scold Senior Brother!"

The Sword Ancestor withdrew his hand to secretly poke and draw the sword, and said aggrievedly, "Jing'er, don't you love your master the most? ”

Chongjing suddenly shut up, looking left and right, not daring to look directly, and his pretty face was flushed, with a faint hint of shame.

This expression was so shocked that Jian Zu almost didn't jump up, looking at the iceberg apprentice with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and then looking at the baby apprentice who looked like a shy little daughter-in-law, he only felt that it was a bolt from the blue.

Fuck, my own cabbage was arched by a pig?!

"Evil obstacles! You tell Lao Tzu clearly, what did you do to Jing'er!"

The Sword Ancestor drew his sword and slashed at Ling Xuchen, with great force, without the slightest release of water, and the hideous and terrifying appearance seemed to be about to break his body into thousands of pieces.

Ling Xuchen was already seriously injured and had not recovered, and the sudden attack made him retreat one after another, the Sword Ancestor, who was known as a kendo madman, was not a rumor, a stab and a wave made people have nowhere to hide, but he was already in the late stage of the god, and the attack still carried the mystery of peeping at the Heavenly Dao, almost every stab attack could set off a piece of flesh and blood.

Chongjin was angry and angry, and he couldn't wait to catch the Sword Ancestor and beat him severely, "Master, you are not allowed to hit Senior Brother! Senior Brother's injury is not healed yet!"

The Sword Ancestor didn't care at all, whoever dared to covet his precious apprentice would have to pay the price!

"Ling Xuchen, say, as long as you give up Jing'er, I will spare your life!"

Ling Xuchen's eyebrows were indifferent, even if the white clothes were dyed blood, in addition to adding a few wisps of demonic demeanor, it did not make him flinch at all.

Or even drop a bombshell directly.

"Jing'er is already my person. ”

"What!" Sword Ancestor was so angry that his whole body trembled, "You say it again, the deity didn't hear clearly!"

Every word seemed to be squeezed out of the teeth, gritting teeth.

Ling Xuchen said expressionlessly, "I also ask the master to help us preside over the double cultivation ceremony, preferably in the next month." ”

"I'm going to kill you!"

The Sword Ancestor didn't say a word, if he just went all out just now, then now it was time to break through the limit, the sharp sword light flickered in the air, and sparks flew everywhere.

"You evil obstacle, Jing'er is not yet an adult, and you can even do it! You are still not human!"

"It is said that rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, how can you get a mouthful!"

"Jing'er is still so young!"

"Lao Tzu is going to kill you! You waste is worthy of Jing'er! Jing'er is so pure and kind, she doesn't understand anything, you actually broke her body, woo, how could I accept your disciple of the evil barrier!"

......

After scolding to the back, Jian Zu actually snorted and cried, but the movements under his hands were not slow at all, but became more and more aggressive, and even Ling Xuchen was scarred.

Ling Xuchen looked at the old tearful master, and his scalp was numb, so the snot wouldn't throw it on him, right?

Without hesitation, he used his only spiritual power to put a layer of enchantment on himself and block the flying spit.

As a result, the much-devalued Sword Ancestor returned the attack even stronger.

Looking at the two of them who were fighting inextricably, he was so angry that he stomped his feet, this old bastard, does he really want to be widowed?

"Master, if you don't stop, I won't pay attention to you anymore!"

This cruel sentence is not as effective as before, and the sword ancestor who is angry and has lost his mind just wants to kill this bastard who robbed him of his treasure.

"Jing'er, obediently, I'll kill it right away, don't worry!"