The spiritual light flashed, the snow-white sails were waving in the wind, and a flat boat crossed thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in an instant.

Ziyan rolled, and Nan Nuo suddenly appeared at the head of the boat, with red eyes, unbearable goodbye, and vented all his sorrows on Old Man Qi.

"Old man Qi, let me ask you, you have taught you the swordsmanship, the swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship, but what about Vientiane Senluo? When did you teach him? Do you want to hide your secrets?"

Old Man Qi's face was calm, and he stroked his beard with a smile, "Vientiane Senluo is easy to get in and out, and now is not the time." ”

"Isn't it time yet? The enemy he encounters will definitely be stronger and stronger, and the sword drawing technique pays attention to killing with one blow, what if he can't kill with a sword?"

Old man Qi pursed the corners of his mouth, if he is a fan, he can kill the elephant star, how can Luoyang have always been a fan? Now that I think about it, Luoyang's self-confidence in being able to cut everything with a sword is for a reason, and it is also relied on.

Born from the heart, Luoyang's heart must have a sword that can cut all things in heaven and earth!

After saying goodbye to the Beihai, Fang Jingqi found a place where no one was around, rose in the sky, rode the wind and sword, the sword light tore the sea of clouds, and crossed the rivers and mountains for thousands of miles.

The Wutong of Yanhuang Mountain gradually became clear, Fang Jingqi slowly pressed the fairy sword, flew down to the foot of the mountain, and bent to the stone tablet to pop out an invisible spiritual power.

The leaves were rustling, and two twenty-eight girls in crimson palace skirts swept out of the deep forest, driving the moon wheel, their skirts fluttering, and they were like fairies.

"I'm tired of summoning Huangqi Dean Gong Yuwei, and Kunlun Fang Jingqi came to visit friends. ”

"You're delivering wine again?"

The moon wheel hung quietly, and the head Xian'e glanced at Fang Jingqi, and asked with a sad face.

Fang Jingqi nodded, a little puzzled by Xian'e's sorrow, shouldn't loving her mean that he should give her the best?

"I advise you to leave here, Elder Gong has been in a bad mood lately, ......

"Stand down!"

The shadow of the tree swayed gently, and a gentle woman in a crimson dress appeared in the forest, with green silk and a little powder, looking alluring, but her eyebrows and eyes were cold.

Xian'e made a bow, and disappeared into the forest before and after, the green waves were surging, and the forest was noisy, but it did not affect Fang Jingqi's ability to capture Xian'e's whispers.

"Senior sister, is that person the legendary infatuated man? Elder Chasing Palace has been chasing for three hundred years, and I heard that he has never held hands......

"Shhh, trouble comes from the mouth, don't get into trouble!"

......

The sun is close to the south, and the fairy boat crosses countless rivers and mountains, out of the land, and faces the great wilderness.

The desert is lonely, the sand sea is boundless, and there are as many cultivator bones as there are treasures in this desert great wilderness. Xianzhou did not dare to go deep into such a dangerous realm, but the young man in the boat did not want to miss the desert scenery.

Luoyang is not exempt from vulgarity, busy sneaking out of the cabin, leisurely to the corridor.

The sky was gloomy, and it was not a good time to enjoy the scenery, everyone returned one after another, the cloister was empty, and only a middle-aged monk in a splendid black robe stood by the porthole, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a Chinese face, looking very honest and honest, looking at the desert scenery attentively.

The sky became more and more gloomy, the heavy ink clouds pressed very low, a few fine wisps of yellow sand and the ink clouds falling from the dome were entwined, and the violent tornado storm instantly connected the heavens and the earth, enveloping the flying sand, swirling with black clouds, and rampage in the sea of sand.

The wind howled, the sand flew away, and the weather was so extreme, but the middle-aged monk still did not close the portholes around him.

Glancing at Luoyang quietly, the middle-aged monk smiled innocently, turned to Luoyang and arched his hand apologetically, and said, "Is it disturbing your rest, I will close the window." ”

As he spoke, he quickly closed the porthole, and the wide sleeves between his hands fell a little inadvertently, and the fine red dots on the veins were exposed to Luoyang's sight.

The portholes were closed, and the whistling of sand and dust was blocked out of the fairy boat.

The middle-aged monk bowed his hand to Luoyang again, smiled innocently, and asked a little familiarly: "In Xia Niu Wu, what do you call your seniors?"

Luoyang's gaze swept over Niu Wu's jade wrench, copper bell and jade mouth gold cigarette pouch pinned behind his back without leaving a trace, pretending to look like a shy young man.

"Uncle, I'm not one of those old monsters who have rejuvenated, not as big as you, you can just call me Xiao Han. ”

......

After a greeting, Niu Wu and Luoyang became acquainted, the two stood side by side, Niu Wu kept complimenting Luoyang, and Luoyang also cooperated and pretended to be complacent.

As the conversation continued, Luoyang was a little carried away by the compliment, and his gestures exuded a rampant self-esteem.

Niu Wu laughed secretly, picked up the cigarette pouch from behind his back, lit the tobacco with a quick movement, and the smell of tobacco mixed with a little medicinal fragrance spread out between the clouds.

"It's coming!"

Luoyang said secretly, after counting three hundred in his heart, he pretended to take a few steps back, shook his head, raised his hand and pointed at Niu Wu with angry eyes, opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

Niu Wu smiled disdainfully, held Luoyang, flicked the copper bell with his fingers, and slowed down his tone, "You are very tired, go to the Tianzi No. 16 cabin to meditate and rest." ”

Luoyang nodded and walked towards the bilge.

Baiyun Canggou, Fang Jingqi looked at the beautiful woman infatuatedly, his eyes were full of affection, and his eyes were gentle.

Gong Yuwei maintained her usual chuckle, desperately suppressing the anger in her heart.

Again, he came in a hurry, without saying a word, standing in place and looking at himself with a smirk, maybe when he got tired of seeing it, he would rush away, leaving behind some "best gifts" that he thought were unique, which really made people angry!

"You...... Haven't you seen enough?"

Gong Yuwei slowly clenched her hand, and the anger in her eyes was like substance.

Fang Jingqi came back to his senses abruptly, scratched his head, and no longer looked calm and wise, like a boy who was pierced in front of a girl he liked, and he was a little embarrassed.

"Nine Veins on the Sword, don't come, I can't protect you. ”

After a long silence, Fang Jingqi suddenly raised his head, took out the jar of wine between the flowers and put it among the fallen leaves, and planned to leave.

He doesn't like to do things that he is not sure of, he was not sure about marrying Gong Yuwei three hundred years ago, and he is even more uncertain now, she is too good, too perfect, like the sun, but he dare not approach.

"You don't want to go, I'm going to go!"

Furious, Gong Yuwei snorted, turned around and disappeared into the fireworks. Fang Jingqi was stunned for a moment, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and after standing still for a long time, Edgeworth left.

Come if you want to come, come on, unless he Fang Jingqi dies, no one will want to touch her at all!

The fairy boat shuttled through the sea of clouds, and Luoyang swayed into the bilge like a marionette.

The bottom of the fairy boat is mostly used to carry goods, and the cargo hold is distributed around the heaven and earth Xuanhuang, and in the middle is a six-step wide and narrow road.

There is a bright light array at the top of the five or six steps, in order to save unnecessary expenses, the light emitted by the bright light array is very dim and even less than the candle flame, and the five fingers are basically invisible where the light is not reached.

The figure gradually faded into the darkness, and Luoyang, who was pretending, instantly returned to his original state, and walked briskly towards Tianzi No. 16.

In these years, killing a monk and trafficker can exchange a lot of spirit stones in the Immortal League, Nannuo's dowry is very expensive, and Luoyang must not let go of any opportunity to make money.

Echoing in the secluded corridor, the sound of brisk footsteps quickly dissipated, Luoyang stood outside the Tianzi No. 16 cabin, squinted his eyes and looked around, pried open a crack in the hatch with Sauvignon Blanc, and leaned over.