Volume 1 Chapter 168 The Old Horseman

Feng Xing, who was polishing his fist intent in the 100,000 mountains, slowly got up and carefully looked at the black robe in front of him.

This mysterious celestial monk really didn't feel the slightest malice on his body, and as soon as the other party appeared, he explained his intentions. Feng Xing didn't have much disgust, but was extremely curious about the identity of the master in his mouth, who could make a mountaintop monk claim to be a person below.

Feng Xing opened his mouth and asked, "I don't know why the name of the Lord Ling?"

"It's inconvenient to tell the master's name, but my master has no ill intentions towards General Feng, but just wants to invite General Feng to see with his own eyes what the real Ethereal Spirit Realm is like. ”

The black-robed mysterious man's voice was slightly hoarse.

Feng Xing thought for a while, nodded and agreed: "Okay, then Feng will go with Daoyou." ”

"Please come with me, General Feng. ”

The figure of the black-robed man flashed, and he appeared in the high heavens and swayed upward.

Feng Xing stepped a little under his feet, soared into the air, and followed closely.

Wang Qian, who was resting in the Demon Town, suddenly heard Feng Xing's thick voice in his ears.

"I'm leaving, and my return date is undecided. During this time, you keep an eye on the demon clan's side, and if there is any abnormal movement, you can ignite the wolf smoke, and then send the Sword Saint and Yun Zhongzi to the message. ”

Wang Qian, who was originally pretending to be a god, was shocked when he heard this.

General Feng has guarded the demon city for hundreds of years, and he has never left an inch. Even if the demon clan was defeated a few years ago and retreated to the enchantment of the demon temple, Feng Xing had never left the city half a step. Now that he has left suddenly, and he has not even returned to the city to settle affairs, it must have been a temporary change in some extremely important matter.

"Order! Strengthen the city defense, and increase the monitoring staff on the side of the Demon God Temple, so that every move of the demon clan must be taken into account. ”

As soon as the herald who received the order outside the gate made a promise, he flew down to the city to deliver the military order.

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In the Great Sui Dynasty, he boarded a transstate ferry, and after more than a month of sailing, he finally arrived in Qixia Prefecture.

As soon as the ferry arrived at the boundary of Qixia Prefecture, a white dress flew out of the boat like a frightening storm and swept away.

The Thunder Escape Secret Technique consumes too much spiritual power to be suitable for long journeys. But Zhuo Yuming, who was eager to see the beauty, still urged the light to the extreme, and galloped all the way in the direction of Mirror Lake.

The roar of thunder exploded in the air, attracting the attention of many monks.

has hated Bishan to block, and Bishan is still covered by twilight clouds.

Just as the spiritual power in the sea of qi was about to be exhausted, a thunderbolt of light accompanied by a roar fell on the edge of a lake.

The woman in white clothes and her skin like mutton fat and white frost sat on the edge of the lotus pond and looked back gently.

Yan Ran smiled and was a hundred beautiful students, and the six palaces had no color.

In an instant, Zhuo Yuming only felt that all the surrounding landscapes, flowers and trees had disappeared from sight, and there was only the beautiful and plain face that complemented the clear water and clear lotus in his eyes.

"It's back. ”

The woman's red lips are lightly opened, and her eyes are bright.

The young man in white stepped forward quickly, took the woman's soft twing, felt the warmth of his palm like jade, and nodded with a smile.

Like a bunch of worldly lovers, the wife stood in front of the fence, silently waiting for her husband to return. When husband and wife meet, it is just a light as watery "back", which is enough to tell their hearts.

The two held hands and stood side by side by the lotus pond, whispering in a low voice.

Zhuo Yuming smiled lightly and whispered what he had seen in the Haoran World for more than a year. The woman in white had an indifferent face, just quietly listening to the man next to her.

When I hear the interesting stories in the market, I am full of smiles, when I hear the folk tragedy, I will frown my face and frown, and my nose will shrug slightly, and sometimes when I hear the rise, I will also interject two sentences from time to time and ask a little question. The two figures moved closer to each other until their arms came together.

Shu Jinran saw that Zhuo Yuming suddenly stopped speaking, and couldn't help but look up, only to find that the man was staring at his face. It was a pair of starry eyes, full of tenderness and smile.

A touch of crimson crept up the woman's cheek, but this time, she stubbornly held her head high and looked at him firmly, not avoiding it as usual.

The clear face in his eyes gradually enlarged and became clearer and clearer.

She knew it was his face that was moving closer to her.

The chest cavity is like a god-man hammering drum, and it roars. Since the practice of boxing, the girl's heart has never beaten so strongly.

The broad palm holding his little hand was a little hot, and the hot temperature seemed to have reached him, and Shu Jinran only felt as if his face was about to burn. This seven-rank realm female martial artist only felt that her whole body was soft, and she didn't seem to be able to even stand.

A piece of mutton fat white jade-like jade neck was already red with shame, and she couldn't bear to get closer and closer, and the strong masculine aura that came to her face, the girl couldn't help but close her eyes.

"Zhuo Gongzi, don't come unharmed. Looking at the child's bearing, it seems that his cultivation has improved again. ”

A sudden, deep voice exploded in the girl's ears like a thunderbolt.

Shu Jinran suddenly opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was the face of the man who was close at hand. With his eyes moving slightly, an old man in black leaned against the door of the small courtyard with his hands on his chest, looking at this side with a cold face.

The girl only felt embarrassed for a while, as if the world was so big that there was no place to stand.

Shu Jinran, whose face was already as red as a ripe cherry, turned around suddenly, turned into a streamer and rushed into the bamboo building with a rainbow of momentum.

In an instant, there was a heavy sound of the door closing from inside the building, and then there was silence, and there was no more sound.

The white-clothed robe that was so angry that his chest and lungs were about to explode suppressed the anger in his heart that he wanted to cut the black-clothed old man into eighteen pieces, and respectfully clasped his fists and saluted, calling "Senior Sui".

Sui Jin sneered all over his face, and indeed reversed his indifference in the past, and replied extremely "enthusiastically".

Lao Tzu is still here, you kid don't want to turn the world upside down.

"Well, the benefits you get in Haoran Heaven and Earth are not small. ”

Sui Jin provoked the conversation very casually.

Zhuo Yuming knew the meaning of the song when he heard the strings, nodded and said: "There is no improvement in cultivation, but when I transcend the small world, the divine soul has gained a lot of benefits. ”

"Well, Divine Soul Condensation is also part of cultivation ascension. But you've just made progress, and you may not have gotten around yet. Why don't you come and help you sharpen your cultivation and let you consolidate your cultivation faster?"

Originally, when he heard Zhuo Yuming making nonsense in front of Miss through the water mirror in the bamboo forest, Sui Jin made up his mind to feed this kid and polish his body.

This True Realm martial artist finally bared his fangs.

"Okay, then there is Senior Lao Sui. ”

Zhuo Yuming also hugged his fists and agreed.

What are you kidding? You have stirred up a great good thing, can the atmosphere of waiting for a heaven-given opportunity just now be so easy to encounter again? This old puppet is deceiving people too much, if he does not go all out to vent his anger, will not his heart be covered with dust and the avenue will collapse.

Anyway, he won't kill himself, and if he is injured, he will be taken care of by Jinran, and he can't bear the pain of flesh and skin, what kind of man is he!

Zhuo Yuming's qi machine was all released, his left hand was full of thunder, and the cyan sword in his right hand was condensed.