When the three of them arrived at the bottom of the city wall, it happened to be the most lively evening, and with the royal family crest brought by Wang Ruojia, they easily passed through the city gate guarded by many soldiers.

On the entire southern border, the best pass is the royal family coat of arms, after all, this is the prosperous place of the Wang family, and it has always been in the radiation range of the royal family's power.

Zhuge Chen, who led the horse into the city, slowed down his steps and leaned to the little girl's side and said, "When will you also give me a Wang family crest, so that I can also enjoy the treatment of exemption from inspection on the southern border." ”

The little girl, who was still a little worried about the graceful trivial things in the carriage before, turned her head and snorted coldly: "The Wang family crest will only be given to the Wang family, when will you also be the Wang family?"

Zhuge Chen, who was bored, had no choice but to pull the reins and pull the white horse, which had just changed its owner and was a little uncomfortable, to find the second uncle. During this period, the white horse who was not convinced still wanted to kick and break Zhuge Chen's ribs, but the young man in white rewarded him with a sword scabbard on his stomach, and he couldn't be arrogant anymore.

"It's really what kind of master what kind of horse, just like the underbeaten. Zhuge Chen, the man carrying the wine jug, tied the soft white horse to the carriage, got into the car and sat beside the second uncle, raised the wine jug and said, "Take a sip?"

The second uncle, who covered his eyes with a hat, waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "In the past, I have always refused to accept the old, and I always feel that although it is now the world of you young people, there should be a few of us." But after what happened just now, I felt that I was really old. In the past, I couldn't say that I would also cut it down with a sword, although this kind of happy revenge is comfortable at all times, but it is still in the hands of you young people that can make my old man in the twilight of his heart more excited. ”

The second uncle put aside the hat and sat up, gently shook the horsewhip in his hand and sighed: "It would be good if you were my junior, just looking at it makes people think that the next generation of the Wang family is in charge." ”

Zhuge Chen, who was poked in the center by this sentence, revealed his true feelings: "I also think that it would be good if you were my elder, Second Uncle." ”

The second uncle sighed and said jokingly: "Which family is your kid from, I can't even guess my old immortal who is half buried in the loess, or if you tell me the truth, I promise not to tell anyone." ”

Zhuge Chen, who had buckled a hat, bent down and folded a dogtail grass on the side of the road, put it in his mouth and pointed to the sky, everything was silent.

The second uncle, who was shocked, glanced at Zhuge Chen, swallowed his saliva, dispelled the idea of continuing to ask, and said for a long time: "Then don't harm Youjia, you are not suitable." ”

Zhuge Chen grabbed the dogtail grass on his mouth and threw it on the ground, and said half-truthfully: "It's not necessarily who is more inappropriate." ”

After saying that, the young man in white jumped out of the carriage, leaving behind the jug that had been hanging from his waist for many days.

Zhuge Chen, who rode back on the white horse, silently counted the days and arranged the itinerary for the next few months. If no accidents happen, I will probably be able to return to heaven by this time next year, so that those people can understand whether their sword blades are sharp enough or not, and whether they can cut their cultivation path.

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When night completely fell, the group of three found a restaurant with a small scale to eat. With the Wang family crest in Wang Ruojia's hand, the three of them were directly invited into the private room upstairs, and even the dishes sent were carefully crafted.

Wang Ruojia glanced at Zhuge Chen, who devoured a pot of good wine, and said: "Look at your virtue, and no one robs you, you can't slow down, what a shame." ”

Zhuge Chen, whose mouth was stuffed with wine and meat, did not raise his head and muttered: "Don't be angry, we are not the ones who can go to the end, but if you really don't want to marry, you can come to me, I will treat you as a sister." ”

In fact, Wang Ruojia, who was originally interested in Zhuge Chen, nodded after hearing this, and agreed softly: "Well, but I can't guarantee that I will really like you in the future." ”

Zhuge Chen didn't pay attention to the little girl anymore, and just cared about changing the cup with the second uncle who was already a little drunk between the words. And Wang Ruojia put his chin on his arm, and watched the two people with a huge age difference drink and call them brothers.

If it weren't for the careful little girl who thought that the elderly second uncle would be unbearable to drink so much wine at one time, the two of them might not know how long they would drink.

When the three of them checked out of the restaurant, there were only three or two pedestrians on the street, although Dayan was rough and there were no rules similar to curfews. But this time is late enough, people have long been shrunk and sleeping in the bed, and only the second uncle and Zhuge Chen, two drunkards, draw arcs in the middle of the road.

Accidentally passed by a carriage and almost hit Zhuge Chen, if the little girl hadn't been stopping, Zhuge Chen, who had lost his mind, would have raised his sword to slash the carriage with a sword, and then attracted the soldiers who guarded the city to kill until he woke up.

Zhuge Chen, who was a little more drunk after being blown by the cool breeze, said to Wang Ruojia with a big tongue: "You shouldn't have pulled us out, I told you that I haven't measured it yet, right, second brother." ”

The second uncle, who was called the second brother, was not only not annoyed, but replied happily: "Yes, I don't have enough of it, or let's go back and drink two cups." ”

After speaking, the two drunks looked at each other and smiled, and just wanted to slip away, they were caught by Wang Ruojia. The little girl with a helpless face knew that she couldn't control Zhuge Chen, who was dressed in white after getting drunk, and couldn't take care of it, so she could only pull the second uncle's ear and shout: "You can't drink anymore, otherwise it won't be me who will be uncomfortable tomorrow." ”

The second uncle, who looked aggrieved, looked at Wang Ruojia, who had moved the real fire, and could only dispel the original calculation and obediently followed behind her. Zhuge Chen, who was lonely, knew that he only had the interest to drink, so he simply found a step, and no longer mentioned drinking and left with the two.

Wang Ruojia, who took two oil bottles, got busy after entering a house of the Wang family in the city, don't look at her as a pampered eldest lady, but there are still some ways to take care of people. After a while, he boiled the sobering ginger soup for the two of them, coaxed them to feed them, and did not go to another room to lie down until the two fell asleep.

Wang Ruojia, who was lying in the next room, didn't know why, she always felt that something was lingering in her ears, which annoyed her and made her feel restless, let alone fall asleep. At first, she thought it was the snoring of two drunkards, but when she went to the door of the two of them and listened for a while, no sound came to her ears from the room, but the sound at first did not decrease but increased.

The puzzled little girl rubbed her sleepy eyes, simply opened the door and went in, and made a bunk before falling asleep.

......

I don't know how high in the sky, a man and a woman overlook the city side by side, and their originally boundless eyes seemed to be attracted by something, and they all looked at the palace hut where Zhuge Chen and the three of them lived.

The pale-faced man rolled his blood-red eyes, stretched out his finger and pointed to a mountain forest outside the city and said, "Ziyi, my lord is about to get married, and I don't want anyone to ruin our good deeds at this critical juncture." Whether you can live a good life again with adults depends on the next half month, and you will never have to hide in Tibet in the future. As long as the two of us are cautious and don't provoke those immortals above the mandate of heaven, the world will not be free for the two of us in the future. ”

The woman with bewitching makeup and even more charming eyes threw a flattering look at the woman's purple clothes, and lazily lay on the man's body and exhaled like an orchid: "I naturally know what you said, what, do you want me to kill those three people, Qingpi?"

Qingpi shook his head and said: "Don't startle the snake first, who knows if the other party is a role worthy of our action? ”

After the two finished speaking, they dispersed, Qingpi continued to stay where he was, and Ziyi went directly to the City God Temple in the south of the city.

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Zhuge Chen, who has always had the habit of getting up at night, got up from the bed, shook his head to make himself sober up before he got out of bed. He glanced at the little girl who was lying on the ground, shook his head, brought the quilt to cover her, and pushed the door out of the house.

There are no clouds tonight, and the moon and stars are scarce.

Zhuge Chen, who was walking on the path by the dim light of the house, suddenly stopped, looked up at the sky, and immediately showed a sneer.

Qingpi, who had been staring at Zhuge Chen, didn't think that the other party would be able to find him, but he still said to himself: "This man in white is a little strange, could it be that he found me." After speaking, his fingers moved slightly, and the two white ghosts hidden in the palace moved, ambushing Zhuge Chen's inevitable path.

Zhuge Chen, who seemed to be unsuspecting, stepped into the ambush of the white ghost in this way, and the white ghosts on both sides of the road instantly rushed out, and the long claws as sharp as blades waved wildly. Zhuge Chen, who was calm in the situation, raised his right hand and tapped it on the arm of one of them, hooked its arm and threw it towards the other white ghost with force.

With a bang, the two white ghosts first smashed against the wall together, and then were held against the neck by the three-foot Qingfeng who followed closely behind, unable to move. The white ghost, who had the upper hand in the shadows, only lasted for a moment and was defeated, and there was a possibility that he would be cut in half by Zhuge Chen's sword at any time.

Qingpi couldn't bear to lose the two white ghosts that had cost a lot of money to raise and form, so he simply gritted his teeth and cast a small spell to take them back. The white ghost, whose throat was already bleeding, turned into a streamer and flew towards the sky, and was put into his sleeve by the green skin.

Zhuge Chen looked at the revealed green skin and said with a smile: "I have long felt that someone is watching here, it seems that my intuition is really accurate." ”

Qingpi did not panic in the slightest, but grinned at the corners of his mouth that extended behind his ears, opened his bloody mouth and said, "You are very happy? Wait a minute, I tear your throat open, maybe you won't be happy, and you won't even be sad." ”

As he spoke, Qingpi took out a spirit banner and shook it horizontally in front of him, and after a while, hundreds of hideous ghosts roared and rushed towards Zhuge Chen.

Although Zhuge Chen was a little drunk and in a trance, his own strength was still there, not to mention hundreds of ghosts, even millions of them wanted to enter the young man's arms.

Zhuge Chen, who thinks very highly of himself and has no fear, said four words softly: "I can't ask for it." ”

After finishing speaking, Zhuge Chen flew out with a sword alone, and no matter how powerful the ghost thing was, it was not his enemy. Qingpi, who was originally relaxed, gradually frowned, and clenched his fists several times to go into battle in person, but when he thought of his plan, he had no choice but to give up.

At this moment, the purple clothes that looked like a woman in the dust slowly appeared, and whispered a few words to Qingpi. Qingpi, who was originally frowning, looked even more gloomy, and shouted at Zhuge Chen: "I won't continue to play with you if I have something to do today, if you can live until the next time we meet, I will treat you well, but I don't think you can escape safely from my soul banner array." ”

The moment before disappearing, Qingpi tore apart the spirit flag in front of him and threw it on the ground. The inky black mist that spread from the spirit banner gradually surged towards Zhuge Chen, until it completely submerged the place.

The young man in white picked up the lantern for the night watchman patrol on the side of the road, carried it in his hand, and slowly leaned into the darkness in front of him.

In the darkness, an equally pitch-black dagger groped over and stabbed Zhuge Chen's chest. Zhuge Chen, who did not take precautions in time, almost got hit, but fortunately, the white clothes he was wearing were a bit mysterious, and they could not be pierced by a weapon like a black dagger.

But when Zhuge Chen just wanted to pull out the dagger hidden in the dark, he suddenly found that he couldn't use his strength, and his body was full of soft feelings. Zhuge Chen helplessly supported his forehead, and secretly said that he still had to drink less wine, then took out a dark green pill, threw it in his mouth and chewed it.

Zhuge Chen, who took a deep breath, put the lantern in his hand at his feet, pulled out the rubber pillar sword with the only light source, and suddenly jumped up and slashed downward.

Boom!

No blood spurted out, it was as if two iron objects had collided together. Zhuge Chen looked down through the little cold light on the rubber pillar sword and saw a bloody face!

Zhuge Chen retreated as soon as he couldn't strike a blow, relying on his light body to continue to swim beside the ghost creature that the spirit banner had turned into, slashing at the ghost creature one after another. If it weren't for the black armor on its body, it would have been cut into pulp by Zhuge Chen.

The ghost creature that had not yet opened its mind waved its huge fist and couldn't even touch the corners of Zhuge Chen's clothes, and gradually it became more and more angry, and simply tore open the armor that seemed to be cumbersome, threw aside the armor that was still sticking to its own flesh and blood, and roared and rushed towards Zhuge Chen.

The young man in white did not choose to dodge, but met it head-on, cutting off the ghost's arm at the cost of a hard punch.

Then Zhuge Chen took advantage of the unbearable pain of the ghost thing and stabbed it into the chest with a sword, and said word by word: "Kunlun Sword!"

The two peaks did not appear beside Zhuge Chen's body as before, but were wrapped around the rubber pillar sword and swirled into the body of the ghost. The ghost creature whose body was skyrocketing by the two peaks of Kunlun and Mount Tai raised his fleshy hand and grabbed it to the sky, and finally fell to the ground and exploded into bloody water.

In the pitch-black soul banner array, the young man in white opened an oil-paper umbrella and put it on his head, lifted the dim oil lamp placed on the ground and walked slowly, not a drop of blood stained his white clothes.