Chen Jing raised his head, and suddenly gave birth to a few different emotions in the deep eyes of the heavenly machine, and said solemnly: "There are seniors who block one or two for me. ”

Tianjizi raised his hat with his fingers and said with a light smile: "Since you are a kind girl, the old man can't do the pickled thing of escaping." ”

Suddenly a huge wave hit behind him, and it turned out that the willow tomb was wrapped in thousands of acres of river sand, immersed in it with its own true yuan, and not a single grain of fine sand seemed to have the power of a thousand jun.

"Tsk...... You kid has made up your mind to let this boat full of people die. Tianjizi stared at the black sand in his eyes, as if talking to himself.

The willow tomb hung behind the sand curtain, looking at the somewhat thin shadow, with a hideous smile on the corner of his mouth, he had already found out that this person's cultivation was at most, but it was only the early stage of Jindan.

If Tianjizi didn't measure his strength and wanted to stop this sand curtain that poured half of his cultivation into the willow tomb, then he would immediately strike when he hid behind, and after one blow, he would let this guy die.

But if Tianjizi escapes, Liu Tomb will not chase him, the grievances between the Liu family and the Chen family are now on the surface, and it doesn't hurt to leak the news, not to mention that with his current physical state, it is extremely difficult to kill a Jindan monk, even if it is a beginner.

In the meantime, Tianjizi saw all this, at this moment, his body was pressed, his hands were spread, his eyes were suddenly sharp, like a solemn and solemn god, and a cold and piercing voice came out of his mouth: "It's up to you, and you are also worthy of standing in front of this seat." ”

A long and narrow sword blade suddenly appeared in front of him, holding it in the hands of Tianjizi, and after the sound of anger, a hole appeared on the sand curtain.

There were blood stains on his chest, Liu Fen Muran lowered his head, stretched out his hand to press the wound, and a small sword hole pierced through his body.

"Impossible! The Third Ancestor is a great monk in the late stage of Jindan, how could he ........." The young man in the distance exclaimed, and the girl in his arms stopped babbling, and the two black jade-like eyes stared at the blade.

Click......

The blade shattered into the water and then merged into the river as if it had never existed.

After doing all this, Tianjizi turned around suddenly, stared at the sand curtain that had become an ownerless thing, and shook it from afar.

Chen Jing watched the shining river sand fall in front of him, his palm loosened, and then he saluted respectfully at the old man who flew back, "The Chen family, remember the great kindness of the predecessors." ”

Tianjizi raised his hand casually and said, "The old man has an urgent matter to go to Haicheng, can the next journey be faster?"

Slightly stunned, Chen Jing hurriedly said: "This is natural, it is only a thousand miles to Haicheng from here, if it is at full speed, it can be reached within two days." ”

"That's it. After saying that, Tianjizi floated away from this body that had been pierced by thousands of holes, and hid in the void.

Flicking his fingers to knock Long Xian back to his body, Chen Sheng glanced at Tianjizi and teased: "The predecessor is not very kind, he has such skills, why did he hide his secrets before?"

Tianjizi glanced at him, and said angrily: "You are not kind, you have made such a weak body for that old dragon, why are you afraid that he will suddenly turn back?"

Chen Sheng smiled stupidly and said: "The bloodline origin is precious, in fact, if he hadn't insisted on doing this, he would not have been willing to guard the mountain gate wholeheartedly, and I would not even be willing to divert this origin." ”

Long Xian's physical body was created by Chen Sheng after removing a drop of dragon blood and then borrowing water transportation.

The river water is the body, the blood is the god, and the means of Tianjizi have almost drained the water transportation all over the body, and it almost hurts the soul, so Chen Sheng complained.

Tianjizi pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "It's not your own family background, why are you doing such a deduction and search?"

Chen Sheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, "You can talk to Lu Su about this." ”

Tianjizi was very spineless, and said, "Then I don't dare, Steward Lu still has to peel my bird's skin?"

For some reason, the black ghost who was playing on the side suddenly felt a trace of coolness, and rose from the bottom of his heart, and when he looked up, he found that Tianjizi and Chen Sheng's faces were a little strange.

More than ten zhang in front of the hull, the body of the willow grave was nowhere to be found, and the young willow pupil hugged the girl with resentful eyes.

Chen Pei'er lay on the side, looked at the young man, his eyes were on fire, and he shouted: "Little beast of the Liu family, your ancestor has been defeated, and you are still here, are you really not afraid of death?"

Liu Tong fell head-on like a bucket of ice water, quickly removed the killing intent in his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled: "Chen Pei'er, you don't have to commit murder here, when you get to Haicheng, I will personally visit that senior of the Chen family and ask you for marriage." ”

Chen Peier's face changed greatly, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that it was really possible for the family to agree to this marriage, and her pretty face was suffocated purple.

Chen Sheng glanced at Lingyun and quipped: "If you don't go up to help, now is a good time for heroes to save beauty." ”

I thought he would turn a deaf ear, but Lingyun really did what he said, stomped heavily under his feet, and came directly from the stern to the bow of the boat, staring coldly at the young man below, and said in a calm tone: "Say one more word, die!"

Liu Tong was just about to scold a few words, when he felt the corners of his clothes being torn, and the girl in his arms blinked her big black eyes and shook her head slightly.

A magic weapon bamboo pole, slowly turn around against the water, and cross the river.

Quite satisfied with her deterrent effect, Lingyun turned around and prepared to leave.

Chen Pei'er was quick to move, hugged his thigh, and said with a sly smile: "I don't care, you don't want to get rid of it this time." ”

Ling Yun looked around, and the people she touched hurriedly turned their heads, and even Chen Jing was smiling a little.

If Chen Pei'er can really borrow this young man to catch up with the Jindan monk who has defeated the willow tomb, even if it is just to let him remember a piece of incense, his status in the family will be much higher, at least in terms of marriage, he does not have to be manipulated by others.

For example, the Chen family is a force in a state, and it is extremely difficult for the children of the clan to control the marriage by themselves, so Chen Jing not only did not feel that there was anything wrong with Xiaomei's behavior, but on the contrary, she did not do enough.

Dragged the pace of a little girl, Lingyun frowned slightly, after all, she didn't make that move again, stopped in place, and asked Chen Sheng for help with her eyes.

Chen Sheng saw it in his eyes, and he couldn't hold back a smile in his heart, and then stretched his waist, pretended to be sleepy, and yawned and left.

Long Xian's back was cold, and his steps when he left were a little hasty, and even a little bit of a deserted escape.

Tianjizi, who was hiding in the shadows, gloated, turned a few times in front of Lingyun, shook his head, "Tsk...... Good girl, why did you fall blind to such a piece of wood as you. ”

For this old guy, Ling Yun didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, and such a look fell in Chen Pei'er's eyes, which was already a great joy.

The little girl held her head high, summoned a guard with her eyes, and pretended to say, "Go and prepare a room for me and Chen Gongzi." ”

Chen Sheng, who had walked far away, suddenly stumbled, and then really fled.

Are all the little girls so direct today?

Chen Sheng couldn't help but feel a little glad in his heart, he had transformed into such an appearance, it was ugly and ugly, and there was a lot less trouble.

As he reached the edge of the boat, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

The old chief, Miao He, climbed on the hull of the boat with one hand and drew a knife with the other hand to cut off the rope connected to the wooden boat.

Chen Sheng's face was full of black lines: "Brother Miao, what are you doing?"

Miao He raised his head and saw that it was Chen Shenghou's face smiling like a blooming daisy, and said stupidly: "The old man thought about it carefully, the relationship between you and me is so irreversible, it is really inappropriate to let you wander alone on the river, brother, so ......"

The old man rubbed his palms together and looked at Chen Sheng's eyes full of anticipation.

Chen Sheng's face was slightly gloomy, he raised and kicked him down in the river, and after looking at Miao and fluttering in the river, his mood was a little better, and he said softly: "I still want the room before." ”

Miao walked out of the river quickly, steamed his clothes dry with spiritual power, and then walked in front to lead the way, and vaguely inquired about the true identity of the clothed guest between his words.

Chen Sheng was not angry about this, and dealt with it casually: "No matter what you do, there is a Jindan monk in charge, do you still want to drive him away, brother?"

Miao He hurriedly waved his hand, as if this kind of existence could not be invited in normal times, how could there be any reason to rush out, but he was used to being cautious.

"Then don't ask more, when you come to Haicheng in the future, just remember the favor on the people of the burning sea, and if the lord comes to the door, just report my name." After Chen Sheng finished speaking, he strode away without waiting for the old man to continue to ask.

Miao Ji froze in place, chewing the name Chen Sheng carefully, and finally laughed at himself: "You won't really meet the main master, right?"

That young man named Chen Sheng is now famous, with mixed reviews, but there is only one thing that is quite unified, that is, this person's cultivation talent is extremely outstanding, and there are many strange methods that have not been revealed in front of others.

One of the most talked-about is that at the Xianmen Conference, this young man who was only in the foundation building realm disappeared under the nose of a Yuanying Great Monk.

Thinking of this, Miao He's eyes couldn't help but glow.

Chen Sheng, who had already pushed the door in, naturally didn't know that the old man guessed his identity based on just one name, and at this moment he was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and a small porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.

The blood of the turning snake was extracted by Chen Sheng from the blood of the demon snake that Long Xian had beaten, and there were only three drops, which could just be used to hatch demon beast eggs.

The demon beast eggs obtained at the Immortal Gate Conference were the highest in Chen Sheng's hands, and he had no time to be distracted earlier, but now there are still two days left to start it.

With a knot pinched by his fingertips, it was printed on the beast's egg, leaving an ancient rune, and Chen Sheng turned into a snake with low blood, and then stared, waiting for the young beast to break out of its shell.

After a few breaths, the aura in the room formed wisps and poured into it from the runes.

"At this rate, I'm afraid we will be able to break the shell tomorrow. After confirming that everything was okay, Chen Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and lay down straight.

After a while, a slight snoring sounded in the house, and Tianjizi floated out, glanced at the beast eggs that emitted red glow, and frowned: "What is this kid doing?

Seeing that Chen Sheng slept very soundly, Tianjizi let out a long sigh, and a drop of blood flowed out of his fingertips, erasing the subtle strokes of a certain part of the rune pattern.