And the pig demon has indeed not gotten rid of the species, not only because of its endless greed, but also because Zhuge Chen, who has now received the gift of the middle-aged Confucian in the dream country, has many different interpretations of the word "dream". And this dream will be eternal, and it will also become his fourth magic to be salvaged in his hands. Of course, whether there can be this blessing is not in the present dynasty, it depends on how Zhuge Chen chooses in the future.

The pig demon who had suffered this heavy blow retreated again and again, and above his chest, there was also a huge blood hole. And the crisis encountered by the pig demon is not only that, because at this moment, on Zhuge Chen's shoulder, there is already a thumb-sized flying dragon rushing over. The flying dragon's size continued to increase, and finally directly crushed the pig demon to the ground. The dragon's claws waved, and they actually shredded the big knife in the pig demon's hand.

The reason why the true dragon species does not have the sword blade in the hands of the sword cultivator, let alone the means of other cultivators, and the reason why the killing power has to be increased by half in the realm is because of the innate strong physique.

The hard dragon scales are the best armor in the world, and the dragon claws are like divine weapons, which can destroy the so-called indestructible things in the world.

Under the fierce attack of the flying dragon, the pig demon resisted desperately, but there was Zhuge Chen beside him, constantly cutting its huge body with the blade of the sword in his hand. Over time, it was exhausted and it was difficult to stand up. Unexpectedly, as one of the twelve Holy Spirits, even the one at the bottom of the ranking, it would die here, and just wait for the next moment after countless years to break the shackles and return to its free body.

After a fierce battle, the pig demon was finally solved, and Zhuge Chen was exhausted at this moment. Not only has his physical strength been squandered, but even his mind is a little unconscious. Indeed, in the process of seeing the moves, in order to avoid being detected by the pig demon that his target was the bottle that trapped the Sanchen Sword, Zhuge Chen did a lot of superfluous things. In this way, the wear and tear on the mind is too great, like walking on a tightrope. Fortunately, now that the pig demon is dead, everything he has done can be regarded as having a good result. Of course, if there is no flying dragon to protect him, and the timing of his appearance is extremely exquisite, it is still not a simple matter to defeat the pig demon. Even if he has just come out of the shackles, the realm of the pig demon is still more than Dazhendao. For the current Zhuge Chen, it is still too troublesome to deal with. However, if Bai Yi didn't want to fight to the death from the beginning, but tried his best to escape, it would be impossible for the pig demon to leave him behind. No one can predict the prophet, know the young man in front of him, and there is a white horse that may even turn back time.

After thanking the flying dragon, Zhuge Chen sat down on the ground dejectedly. Only then did he notice that there was a thin corpse lying beside him. With his vivid memory, he could easily identify the corpse as the shopkeeper. Sure enough, as he said, there was no one to collect the body after death, and the death was miserable. Looking at his appearance that he can't look at yet, Bacheng was secretly plotted by the shopkeeper.

No one can be sure that today's companions will not become enemies of tomorrow.

After about a pillar of incense, Zhuge Chen dragged his tired body out of the stone gate. Because the pig demon is dead, this small world with broken rules is naturally shattered, and many people have returned to the inn along the path that suddenly appeared.

When Zhuge Chen appeared, Yang Qianqiu greeted him, supported him and asked, "Won?"

Zhuge Chen nodded lightly, so weak that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Yang Qianqiu, who knew what Zhuge Chen would ask, then went down and said: "The Taoist priest has already left, and I don't think the two of you will have anything to say when they meet again, and he didn't leave anything to say in the end." Also, after two days of being in the same room with you, I didn't grasp the opportunity to make friends with a proud son of the sky, and no one would have to regret it! This is also me, with my discerning eyes, so I call each other a confidant with Zhuge Chen. ”

Zhuge Chen glanced at the other party, and everything was silent.

"Stop, stop. Yang Qianqiu said unhurriedly: "If you want to escape from drinking, there is no door!"

With a lament, the two walked ahead, followed by several maids, and walked out of the deep path. At this moment, outside the inn, it is no longer rainy, but cloudless. With such good weather, it is most suitable for outings, and if there is a good hand of poetry among friends, it can be a lot of fun. It's just that Zhuge Chen has never been interested in these vassal and elegant things. Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, he does know everything, not proficient, but when he gets it on the table, he will not be smiling and generous. Speaking of which when he was young, before practicing swords, Zhuge Chen was not disgusted with dancing and ink, and he had some good feelings.

After all, after learning this, you can take out your hand to brag to Xian'er, and Xian'er, as a maid, will also praise it very sincerely. At that time, the white-clothed god king was carefree, and even if he didn't have to be in the quiet room every day to sharpen his qi, the realm could rise. The next time the elders of the Zhuge family came to the courtyard where Zhuge Chen lived to investigate, they would be surprised. With a white beard, he smiled and said that the Zhuge family should be prosperous, and it was a stable way to get it for nothing. It's just that time is gone, and Zhuge Chen seems to be always busy after coming to this world, and there is no time to rest. If he gets the chance in the future, of course he wants to go on a tour with Gina and not care about worldly things.

It's just that these are just fantasies now. In life, too many bodies are involuntary. is still the same cliché, even Li Jingyun can't do everything as he wants. Otherwise, with the temper of this sword cultivator, I am afraid that he will be more unscrupulous than Zhuge Chen. China and Japan travel in the mountains and rivers, and I don't know how many sects will suffer because of this. Chase Yo Literature

Closing his eyes slightly, even Zhuge Chen himself didn't expect that he would fall asleep like this.

......

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a bumpy carriage, and it was Yang Qianqiu who was sitting beside him.

"Zhuge Chen, you finally woke up. Yang Qianqiu put the red fruit in his hand on the plate and said, "We are on the way to Gangyang City now, and we will be there in half a day at most." If you feel sleepy, you can sleep again. It's best to sleep all the way through, and save yourself the annoyance of being tossed by the long journey. Don't look at me that I don't sleep, because I have a problem, I can't sleep in bed anymore, otherwise I will suffer this sin with here?"

Zhuge Chen clasped his hands behind his head, shook his head and smiled, and then said: "Wake up refreshed, and you can sleep again." But I'm tired of you, I don't stay with my maids, but stay by my side as a big man, how can I be!"

Yang Qianqiu grinned, in terms of playing tricks, he thought that he was not Zhuge Chen's opponent yet. If you really make a move, at the inn, you can still get nine out of ten while the white clothes are weak and you are sick, as for now, forget it. Therefore, Yang Qianqiu just smiled awkwardly and said: "Women are like clothes, brothers are like siblings, where am I like to be like you, a person who values color and ignores friends?"

"I'm afraid it's more appropriate to say that it's winter clothes, right?" Zhuge Chen laughed, no longer looking for Yang Qianqiu's happiness.

After this battle, although it was very difficult to win, for Zhuge Chen, there were naturally benefits. He vaguely felt that his pseudo-realm was more solid. This is a good thing, and when he feels that the time has come, he will naturally break the shackles of the pseudo-realm and climb on the real bamboo basket to draw water. Or wait until all the other three magic tricks are salvaged in hand, but this option is more risky and difficult, but it is undoubtedly the safest. But how to choose, you have to take one step at a time, and you can't afford to be in a hurry.

Half a day passed quickly between the gags of the two.

Stepping out of the carriage, Zhuge Chen and Yang Qianqiu stood side by side, the latter pointed to the city wall, and said with a smile: "This is my hometown, Zhuge you go shopping first, or go home with me first?"

Zhuge Chen opened his mouth and said: "I've stayed at the inn enough, so let's go back with Qianqiu first." But Father Ling's side, it should be fine, right?"

"Don't worry, my dad is very open-minded. If he had known that I had befriended such a proud son of heaven as you, and brought it back to his home, how could he have said anything else? Yang Qianqiu walked in front with a smile and led the way for Zhuge Chen. When the guards under the city walls saw that it was the eldest prince of the city lord's mansion, they were naturally very humble. And Yang Qianqiu also nodded in greeting, not grasping his identity at all, feeling superior.

In this Gangyang City, the reputation of the city lord's line is excellent. Not only because of the city lord who loves the people like a son and thinks of the people first in everything, but also because Yang Qianqiu has never felt how great he is. Something similar to an ordinary rich boy who bullies men and women has never done it, and when he meets a really poor person, he will give generously.

It is precisely because of this that Gangyang City is so simple and simple.

Walking on the street, Zhuge Chen opened his mouth and said: "Qianqiu didn't expect your popularity to be so good, so many people greet you, do they all know you, or do they simply admire you?"

Yang Qianqiu said with a smile: "There are both, but the former is more. But if Zhuge can stay in the city for a little longer, these people will definitely treat you like this. ”

"I'll forget it. Zhuge Chen said softly: "But it's not that I pride myself very high as a cultivator, I just think it's ...... The mortal world is still lived by mortals, so why should others interfere?"