You say you're there, so I think!

The small spaceship slowly landed on the city wall under the guidance of the old man of Edgeworth, and the purple short-sleeved youth fell vertically from a thousand feet in the sky.

When it was a hundred zhang away from the city wall, a fierce dragon swung its tail, collected its sword behind its back, and smashed down on the city with a bang, causing the sword intent to float in the sky, and the large array of light fluctuated.

The old man of the sword stood on top of the city of Shocking God, stroked the long beard, the corners of his eyes jumped, and said helplessly:

"Gong Po, can't you kid come down in peace?"

Gong Po patted the muscles exposed in his legs, looked at the restored city wall bricks with satisfaction, and laughed:

"Third Elder, didn't I help the Sword Pavilion test the quality of the city wall!"

"Besides, there are a lot of miscellaneous people watching over there, and I can't use some means to scare them?"

The third elder smiled, thinking to himself, don't think I don't know, you guys are just trying to attract the attention of a certain girl in Duguilou, what kind of high-sounding gentleman is you pretending to be here.

However, when he thought of the attitude of someone in Duguilou to Gong Po, who was eager to frustrate his bones and ashes, the old man looked at Gong Po with a little schadenfreude.

You deserve it, let your kid be no big or small all day long, like a barbarian every day, without a trace of the nobility of the demon royal family at all, no wonder others look down on you.

With the sound of metal landing and bluestone colliding, several figures slowly walked out of the spaceship docked in the designated area of the city wall.

The first thing that the three elders saw was the palace that had turned into a body qilin, lying in the nutrition cabin accompanied by two medical staff, and slowly came out with a small mechanical car.

Gong Po, who was chatting with the three elders, looked at each other, and quickly stepped forward to take over the nutrition cabin.

Eagerly communicating with the medical staff, after learning about the direct confrontation between the palace and the pseudo-saint soldiers, the whole person was furious, and the long sword behind his back came out, and the void was cut into a hundred-zhang long crack.

The cold, unforgiving voice rang out:

"Shadow, is this deceiving me, is there no one in the Demon Emperor Palace?"

"To deal with a junior, he actually dispatched a holy soldier, and it seems that he is very dissatisfied with the rules of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion. ”

"Well, in that case, you must hide your tails in the coming days, or I will let you know what life is better than death. ”

The news of Gong Po's direct threat to the Shadow quickly spread in the Shocking God City.

In the twelve-story wooden building, the middle-aged man's divine sense swept through the area of the city wall blocked by the Sword Pavilion, invaded the realm of the three elders, and saw the appearance of Gong Luo lying in the nutrition cabin.

With a sigh, he said to the figure in the opposite screen:

"The shadow attack is really not light or heavy, look at what the rising star of the demon clan has become?"

"Aren't they afraid that the Demon Emperor will personally liquidate the Shadow? You must know that the Demon Emperor's old fellow's cultivation is unfathomable, and the Shadow can only hate him if he is confronted. ”

"No matter how bad it is, the Demon Emperor is also the master of the Demon Domain, and he really doesn't care about slapping the face of the Demon Clan like this. ”

Behind the screen, an ethereal and mysterious voice sounded slowly, :

"Maybe the Shadow's purpose is to force the Demon Emperor to make a move?"

This speculation reached the ears of the man leaning against the window, and a sip of tea suddenly squirted out unexpectedly, looked at the screen in surprise, and said hesitantly:

"The Shadow doesn't have such a lot of energy to deal with the Demon Emperor!"

The figure in the screen did not continue to explain, but kept playing with a small and delicate jade plaque in his hand, on which was engraved a "white" character with a Taoist artistic conception.

.........

And downstairs in Dugui, a girl frantically broke through the crowd, ignoring the scolding of others.

In one breath, he directly pedaled and ran to the return building, ran up the twisting and lingering stairs, and shouted loudly:

"Miss, Miss, something happened!"

In the boudoir, wrapped in pink accents, a disheveled woman with half of her shoulders lazily lying on a chaise longue.

A small hourglass is cast in the air in the light curtain is playing a picture of a girl group singing and dancing, and the woman is gesturing up and down with her hands, learning happily.

Suddenly, the wooden portal was slammed open, and a little girl in a goose yellow shirt ran to the woman panting, and said breathlessly:

"Miss, that Sword Pavilion ......"

"Gong Po, that troublesome spirit..."

"His brother..."

The woman listened to the girl's vague words with a headache, and rewarded a burst buckle angrily, and said:

"Sit down, inhale, exhale and relax your body"

"Alright, now re-say what you want to say"

The pink little girl rubbed her head with two pigtails aggrievedly, and said slowly:

"Gong Po's younger brother, the legendary heir of the Demon Emperor, has come to the Sword Pavilion. ”

The woman continued to look at the heroic figure in the light curtain disappreciably, and waved her hand to signal the girl to continue.

The little girl sat down at the table angrily, blushing and not saying a word.

The woman, who realized that something was wrong, saw the little girl who was fighting with her, rolled her eyes, and pulled her body out of the small chaise longue with difficulty.

Raising his hand, he pulled up his shirt on his shoulders, walked barefoot on the warm and black carpet, sat down in front of the little girl, poured a cup of tea for her, stuffed it into the girl's hands, and put her hands together in a pleading manner.

The little girl snorted, drank the tea, and immediately forgot the grievances of being ignored by the woman, and said triumphantly:

"Did I see the Holy Maiden of Yaochi?"

"Who?" said the woman in surprise.

The little girl's eyes widened, and there was a sly flash in her eyes:

"Nothing"

"I said it wrong, I only saw Gong Po, the second disciple of Netherworld Mountain. ”

The woman looked at the girl with a look of "I will tell you if you ask me", gritted her teeth and said:

"Double your pocket money next month"

"Words count!"

The little girl jumped up excitedly and said excitedly:

"The Holy Maiden of Yaochi got down from the spaceship and left with the people of the Sword Pavilion. ”

The woman stroked her jade-smooth arm and murmured thoughtfully:

"What is she doing in the Sword Pavilion?"

"Could it be that Yao Chi and Sword Pavilion have a big matter to discuss?"

Under the red yellow light, the distressed woman and the little girl who are obsessed with money form a warm picture.

......

And on the beacon tower of the city wall of the Astounding God City, after Chen Xiaojiu and Mo Qi and his party saluted with the three elders, they put forward the intention of visiting the Sword Pavilion.

The three elders looked at the people in front of them, and there were no waves in the ancient well when the dust Xiaojiu and Mo Qi swept by.

When she looked at the Holy Maiden of Yaochi and Wu Lan, her expression changed, but she didn't show any excessive emotional fluctuations.

Elegant said :

"It's fun to have friends from afar!"

"What's more, it's a distinguished guest like the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, but the Sword Pavilion didn't receive it well, so you were wronged. ”

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi smiled skillfully, and her voice like a silver bell sounded:

"The elder laughed, it was because I was abrupt and didn't report to the Sword Pavilion in advance, which made the elder bother. ”

In the middle of a few words, the transfer array on the beacon tower opened, and Gong Po was already standing in the center of the circle with the nutrition cabin, urging everyone to step forward.

The three elders raised their hands and motioned for everyone to step forward, explaining that they still needed to be stationed in the city, and they could not be sent far away.

Chen Xiaojiu stepped into the teleportation array with Mo Qi, his mood was a little fluctuating, and he was finally going to the place where Mo Yu had lived for five years!

Mo Qi grimaced at Chen Xiaojiu and signaled Chen Xiaojiu not to think too much.

And Wu Lan pretended to be a ghost and wore a mask, and with the help of the slender figure of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, she rushed into the magic circle, and everyone was speechless for a while.

In the void fluctuations, as the white pillar of light rushed into the sky, Chen Xiaojiu and his party arrived in front of the Sword Pavilion Great Array within a few breaths.

In front of the undulating mountain peaks, Gong Po solemnly thanked the people present.

"Your kindness to help my brother is something that I will remember in my palace"

"It's just that the injury of Gongluo is unknown at the moment, and I want to take him for help from Shizun for treatment, but I can't greet you personally at this moment. ”

"Later, someone will come to greet you to the Tonglu Peak Reception Hall, and I will personally set the wine in a few days to entertain you. ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure disappeared and planted on the long stairs, leaving a few people stunned.

Chen Xiaojiu looked at the staircase that was higher than the sky and the brilliant gatehouse, and dispelled the idea of climbing.

Everywhere he found a staircase and sat down, the old god closed his eyes and took a nap.

Mo Qi also sat beside Chen Xiaojiu in a decent manner, used Chen Xiaojiu's back as a pillow, and fell asleep comfortably.

Only Wu Lan kept chattering there, wandering over and walking over.

"The people of this Demon Emperor Hall are just not kind!"

"Leave us here and don't care, and don't have a conscience. ”

"Anyway, lead us to the door, this broken door casually knows where it will go!"

"Besides, the Sword Pavilion entertains the main hall at night, and there is a fart receptionist. ”

And the Holy Maiden of Yaochi watched Wu Lan keep complaining with great interest, and Wu Lan was a little weak in her heart.

He smiled, took off his mask, touched his cheeks, looked under his body, and found nothing wrong, and asked embarrassedly:

"Fairy, do you have any problems?"

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi slowly moved forward, her posture dragging the Luo skirt and flying, and a wisp of green silk hung down on her face, stunned Wu Lan.

walked to Wu Lan's side at a distance of one meter, covered his mouth and snickered, and said softly:

"I didn't expect Your Excellency to be a person in the Sword Pavilion, it's really a real person. ”

Wu Lan was struck by lightning, and retorted with a trembling voice:

"This is no joke!"

"How could the Sword Pavilion Gate Sect take a fancy to me as a low-qualified cultivator!"

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi smiled skillfully, pointed to the slightly trembling scabbard, and teased:

"It doesn't matter if you deny it. ”

"But the sword in your sheath seems to be a little overwhelmed!"

Wu Lan's face changed greatly, as if he thought of something, and hurriedly took action to suppress the sword scabbard.

But it was too late, and a green light twisted out from his waist, and the endless sword breath was revealed, making a sharp sound.

Instantly woke up Chen Xiaojiu and Mo Qi, who were taking a nap on the side, and before the two of them could react, in the depths of the endless mountain range, on a low peak.

An ancient sword broke out of the house and reached the sky, alarming the mountain peak prohibition, and the bells rang in an instant.

In a thatched hut halfway up the mountain, a young man with beautiful eyebrows and a face like peach blossoms, but cold as frost walked out of it.

Silently looking at the ancient sword at the top of the mountain, his expression sank, and he disappeared in place in an instant, disappearing into the night.

In the small building at the top of the mountain, the white-haired old man sitting on the ground waved his hand to recall the ancient sword, and said:

"Prohibit maintenance, don't make a noise. ”

The disciples who had just finished meditating in a hurry or who had been awakened were just about to assemble when they were persuaded back by the old man's words.

In a brightly lit cave in the mountain, a naked and sturdy man raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his head, and smiled:

"This dream butterfly mountain is not peaceful. ”

...

And outside the Sword Pavilion Great Array, Wu Lan looked at the trembling cyan sword body in his hand with an unkind face, and reprimanded:

"White-eyed wolf, I shouldn't have taken you out if I knew I wouldn't have done it. ”

"You're excited, am I usually treating you badly or bullying you, as for causing such a big disturbance as soon as you come back?"

And the cyan ancient sword bent the sword body, flattering around Wu Lan's body, constantly circling.

And Wu Lan's face was like black charcoal, and he didn't pay attention to the shameless sword in front of him.

Chen Xiaojiu, who was awakened, looked at Mo Qi with a confused face, and after thinking about it, he decided to tell her, so as not to be settled by the queen of autumn later

"Mo Yu once wrote to say that he had seen Wu Lan in the Sword Pavilion, and he shamelessly rubbed him for a few meals."

"Wu Lan said that he was just a guest of the Sword Pavilion, so Mo Yu should not have seen him in the next few days."

"Now it seems that Wu Lan should have had something in the Sword Pavilion for a while, hiding it from us, and even Mo Yu hid it. ”

"That's all I know, he'll have to say the rest."

Wu Lan looked at the curious Mo Qi with a sneering face, and said with an embarrassed smile:

"It's nothing"

"I was mixed in the Sword Pavilion for a few months, and I was finally kicked out. ”

"I'm embarrassed to tell you such a shameful thing, so don't speculate here. ”

Mo Qi's eyes were full of distrust of Wu Lan, but he didn't delve into it.

Everyone has their own secrets, so why bother telling them.

But what Wu Lan didn't wish was that an ancient-style young man in white clothes slowly walked out of the gatehouse and said quietly:

"Mengdie Mountain doesn't have that much ability to drive your old man out"

"Third Senior Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Everyone looked at the young man who looked like the Holy Maiden of Yaochi in surprise, if it weren't for the man's voice, he would definitely be treated as a woman.

Wu Lan didn't expect that it was him, the former junior brother.

Silent in place, without saying a word, without the slightest hint of the previous hippie smiley style.

The comer Chongchen Xiaojiu said:

"Presumably you should be friends with the third senior brother!"

"I am a disciple of Sword Pavilion Mengdie Mountain, and I am also a former junior disciple of Senior Brother Wu Lan. ”

"If you don't dislike it, let me lead you in. ”

Chen Xiaojiu looked at the young man with a frosty face and thanked him softly.

Finally, under the leadership of the young man, Chen Xiaojiu and his party walked through the long stairs, through the mist of the heavens, and came to a majestic hall.

The hall was deserted, and there was only one sword boy lying in the corner of the wall snoring.

The sound of squeaking accompanied the opening of the heavy hall doors resounded in the palatial hall.

A cool breeze blew through the corner of the wall, and the bald and white-robed sword boy stood upright.

The sword with unkind eyes pointed at Chen Xiaojiu in front of him, and said fiercely:

"Who's coming?"

"I actually trespassed on Tonglu Peak. ”

It's just that the broom in his hand doesn't match the momentum, and it makes people laugh.

Mo Qi looked at the immature sword boy's actions, leaned forward and leaned back and laughed, and Chen Xiaojiu pulled the corners of his clothes before he slowly calmed down.

It's just that a pair of bright eyes are still teasing the sleeping little sword boy, making him almost smoke above his head.

The cold voice of the frost-faced teenager sounded:

"The person who came is a distinguished guest of the Sword Pavilion, and he should not be treated lightly"

"Why don't you hurry up and invite the principal of Tonglu Peak!"

The little sword boy glanced at the frost boy in fear, lowered his head and ran out in a panic, even forgetting to put down the broom.

A smile appeared on the frost boy's face, and he said indifferently:

"Tonglufeng has always been lazy, please don't care. ”

"Wait a while, there will be an elder to receive you"

After speaking, he pulled Wu Lan by the collar and dragged him out, while Mo Qi jumped on the soft chair cushion on the side with a big grin, and the whole person curled up in it, resting by himself.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi looked at the direction where Wu Lan disappeared with some concern, and Chen Xiaojiu explained calmly:

"Wu Lan, he has his own judgment"

"When there is danger, he runs faster than anyone else. ”

Hearing Chen Xiaojiu's evaluation of Wu Lan, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi gave him a blank look, and only this idiot spoke so directly.

At this time, Shi Shiran, a middle-aged man with a Chinese face and a mustache, walked into the main hall.

Loud Talk:

"Who is visiting my Sword Pavilion at night, is there something important?"

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi was not annoyed by the question in her tone, and responded indifferently:

"The disciple of Yaochi has an important matter to visit An Beixuan of the Sword Pavilion, and he also asked the elder to report on his behalf. ”

When the man with the face heard the word Yaochi, he respectfully greeted the sword boy for tea, and said cautiously:

"It turned out to be a distinguished guest of Yaochi, and I ask for forgiveness, but we didn't entertain you well. ”

"Please drink tea first"

"Xingwei Mountain was closed a few days ago, and visitors must be approved by the peak master before they can enter. ”

"I'm afraid ......"

Before the words fell, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi heard her hesitation, she didn't expect Xingwei Mountain to be closed, it seems that something did happen in the Sword Pavilion that was not known to outsiders.

The man with the national character face looked at the Holy Maiden of Yaochi in embarrassment, not knowing what to do?

At this time, Chen Xiaojiu said loudly:

"Since Xingwei Mountain is closed, then I will bother An Beixuan to come to this trip in person, and ask the elder to report on my behalf. ”

The man with the Chinese character face looked at Chen Xiaojiu in surprise, and he was a little undecided for a while.

Looking at the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi nodded in agreement with Chen Xiaojiu's suggestion. ：

I could only grit my teeth, take out a small bell, place it in the center of the main hall, and point out a few spiritual powers, the bell suddenly radiated a light curtain, and a hoarse female voice sounded from it:

"What's the matter with Tonglu Peak, I have to use the emergency summons bell. ”

The man with the national character face felt cold behind his voice when he heard the voice, and replied nervously:

"Please also ask Lord Zeng Feng to forgive your sins, there are Yaochi guests who want to visit Guishan disciple An Beixuan, and I have to disturb your Qing Xiu!"

At this time, a white-haired old woman appeared on the bell light curtain, and through the light curtain, she could still see the nobility revealed between her eyebrows.

At this time, the bell was in the sky, and turned to the direction where the dust Xiaojiu and his party were, and the white-haired old woman's surprised voice sounded:

"Holy Maiden of Yaochi!"

The phoenix eyes of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi were half-bent like amber flashing, and Shi Shiran said:

"Disciples of Yaochi have seen Lord Zeng Feng"

The white-haired old woman's expression softened, and she said with a smile:

"Since the Holy Maiden of Yaochi is here, I also ask the principal of Tonglu Peak to personally send the distinguished guests to Xingwei Mountain, and the old man is waiting for the arrival of the Holy Maiden at the peak. ”

The man with the national character face of Tonglufeng hurriedly agreed, and after the light curtain dissipated, the rickety body stood upright, and ordered the boy to call out a crane, and respectfully invited the Holy Maiden of Yaochi and his party to get on the back of the crane.

The sleepy-eyed Mo Qi lay on the neck of the crane, hugged its slender long neck, and fell asleep peacefully.

The crane suddenly stiffened, his neck motionless, for fear of waking up the little ancestor behind him, and wrapped Mo Qi's slender body with feathers to shield him from the cold wind in the night sky.

Seeing this, the man with the national character face pulled off a few whiskers without noticing for a while, and sighed in the center of pain in his jaw:

"Sure enough, this line of people are extraordinary"

"This girl can actually get the favor of the crane, you must know that he feeds the elixir to this crane every day, and I have never seen him act so intimately. ”

If the crane under him dared to speak now, he would definitely retort loudly, saying:

"Fart"

"Your family's crane master's life is in the hands of this witch behind him. ”

"Are you moved? Don't you dare to move!"

The man with the national character face didn't know that the crane was frightened at this time, and he was still talking, singing a one-man show without embarrassment, introducing the mountains that passed by for everyone.

It wasn't until he passed a steep mountain peak like a sword that the name of the mountain said with a national character face caught Chen Xiaojiu's attention.

"Is that mountain called Xiaozhu Mountain?"

Hearing Chen Xiaojiu's question, the man with the national character face instantly cheered up and explained energetically:

"Yes, its founder sword is like a bamboo, indestructible, hence the name Xiaozhufeng"

"This mountain peak was split by the sword of the first generation of peak masters, and now there are many disciples who come to pay their respects and comprehend the sword intent, if you have time, you can also visit it. ”

"The people in Xiaozhufeng are very friendly, and they don't prohibit outsiders from comprehending. ”

Hearing this, Chen Xiaojiu took a deep look at the steep and straight peak, and casually responded.

As you pass through the Qianli Mountain Range, a majestic mountain appears in front of everyone.

On the periphery, you can see all sorts of mechs placed haphazardly in an open field.

The man with the national character face pointed to the mecha square below and said:

"This is one of the Sword Pavilion mecha trial grounds, and all disciples can experience each generation of mecha in Xingwei Mountain, and it can be said that this place represents the highest level of mecha in the entire Eastern Wilderness. ”

The proud tone of the national character face did not exaggerate the level of Xingwei Mountain, after all, in the past hundred years, the "Breaking Dust" mecha has almost monopolized half of the Eastern Wilderness, and it does not even fall behind the Holy Light Group.

At this time, a colorful whirlpool appeared in front of the mountain, and the crane roared and quickly shuttled into it.

Upon entering, the crane is anchored on a platform made of unknown and mysterious metal.

On it, a stunning red appeared in the night, looking at its back, it can afford to say, there is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent!

Hearing the sound of the crane descending, the red cloth turned around.

The smile is like a flower, the jade sound flows tactfully, and the smile is beautiful when he looks back, and he is shocked by the world.

"Xingwei Mountain An Beixuan, welcome distinguished guests!"