Yunxiao's face turned slightly pale.

Shi Ji's words were heart-wrenching, and she couldn't answer, so she was silent.

But the light in her eyes was sharper.

Her arrogance is restrained, and so is her anger.

Introverted is not absent, on the contrary, once it is released, it will erupt like a volcano.

"Let's get out of the sword!"

In three words, Shi Ji ended her evil words, and it is not evil words to expose hypocrisy mercilessly.

At this moment, Shiji is undoubtedly a wicked person.

In stark contrast, the image she left for the disciples of the sect and even the three sects, being kind to others, making good connections, and having no temper, probably it was this that gave them the illusion and gave them the courage to touch her scalp.

People are used to it, calling them Taoist friends, they really regard themselves as Taoist friends.

Shiji, who is kind to others, sees through it and does not say anything, but Shiji, who is evil to others, has zero tolerance.

Bixiao bumped into it, Sanxiao sent it to the door, she would not be polite.

Yunxiao took out the sword, and it was a sword as clear as water.

"Does the luthier want a different sword?"

The question of the needle hidden in the clouds is not simple.

Shi Ji smiled and said, "I'm afraid that if I lose the strange sword, it's not good?"

"Don't dare!"

"Take out the sword, it's all here, why don't you dare!"

"Please teach the luthier!"

The light in Yunxiao's eyes and the autumn water long sword in his hand came out at the same time.

The cold light is clear, and the courtyard is solemn.

Bi Xiao Qiongxiao's heart invariably lifted and stabbed at Shiji with the sword in Yunxiao's hand.

Ruthless and ruthless, each holding a wooden sword, standing behind Shi Ji, without a trace of worry on their faces, but frowning, they decided not to talk to Sanxiao from now on.

Xiao Qingluan fell silently on the roof, and there was only coldness in her beautiful eyes.

The big white goose outside the courtyard gate shrank its neck and retreated while gently flapping its wings twice, which can be regarded as cheering for the evil lord.

The clouds are white and the clothes are agitated, the sword is hurricane, the momentum is huge, and ten out of ten of the great Luo Jin Immortal is powerful.

The hurricane brought up dust, and yellow dust rolled in.

"Definitely!"

An indifferent voice.

The hurricane died down, and the dust particles were suspended.

White shadows pass through.

"Poof!"

The sword of the clouds was stained with blood, and it was stained with the blood of the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

"The hand is wrong!"

A stern voice rang out.

Yunxiao's sword-holding wrist, a crystal bright red blood flower bloomed.

The white shadow returned, standing in place exactly as it was, his feet just stepping on the original footprints, and the particles of suspended dust fell to the ground.

Except for the blood on the sword of the clouds and the blood flowers on the wrists of the clouds, no one present saw how Shi Ji came out of the sword, including Yunxiao.

Floating in the shadows, with a sword in his hand, he broke through the body of the Yunxiao Daluo Golden Immortal, and Qiong Xiao Bixiao was already speechless in shock.

Wei Yunxiao himself stared at Shi Ji and said, "The piano master actually has the technique of fixing the wind?"

"It's not about setting the wind, it's about controlling the wind, or rather...... No wind!"

There may be wind that can hurt her, but she hasn't seen it yet.

The blood on Yunxiao's wrist has been flowing, and Shi Ji broke through the body of Yunxiao Daluo Jin Immortal and used the dantian yin wind, and the yin wind entered the body, and the wound was not so easy to heal.

"Please teach the luthier!"

Yunxiao has perseverance and tenacity beyond ordinary people.

The autumn water lit up, and a sword rushed in, and it was tragic.

White Shadow Teleportation.

"Puff ......"

Shoulder, arm, wrist, back of hand, left leg, right leg, left foot, seven blood flowers bloomed.

"None of them are right!"

The tip of the sword dripped blood, and Shi Ji's cold and ruthless voice sounded.

Yunxiao's body trembled slightly, and the hand holding the sword trembled violently.

"Big sister!"

"Big sister!"

Qiong Xiao Bixiao stepped forward to help her with a sad voice.

was rejected by Yunxiao.

Yunxiao leaned on the ground with his sword, but his gaze was more calm.

She looked at Shi Ji, and Shi Ji also looked at her, and did not draw his sword again.

Only the blood from the tip of the Sword of Clouds fell to the ground.

Qiong Xiao looked at Shi Ji with hatred in his eyes.

Shi Ji smiled.

"Thank you for your advice!" Yunxiao saluted with his sword in his hand, his voice slightly hoarse.

Pointing is indeed pointing, but Shi Ji uses the back of the sword to point ruthlessly, and the tip of the sword is used to point her.

"You're welcome. ”

Shi Ji smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the sword of clouds was thrown into the sky by her, and with a bang, the sword shattered into a cloud, but it was no longer a white and flawless white cloud, but a red cloud stained with the blood of Da Luo Jin Xian.

Shi Ji walked back to the eaves and lay down on the chaise longue, her eyes slowly closed, her comfortable expression was at the beginning, but her eyebrows frowned, she raised her hand and flicked her sleeves, and the red cloud over the yard that covered the sun did not know where she was blowing.

The sun fell, fell into the courtyard, fell into the eaves, fell on her, fell on her face, her eyebrows were stretched, and the rocking chair under her also shook, once, again, very rhythmic, and she was also quiet on the recliner, moving and quiet, a piece of comfort.

Yunxiao's eyes were gloomy.

She bowed her head and silently withdrew from the courtyard.

No one invited when you came, and no one sent you when you left.

It's not as good as that cloud.

Affectionate and ruthless, he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Xiao Qingluan spreads its wings and soars into the sky.

The big white goose is back.

Some of them are weak-hearted.

I was a little glad to see that no one noticed its bad behavior.

The majestic white goose is back.

......

"Eldest sister, your wounds have been bleeding?"

"Find a place and wait for me to dissolve the qi of yin death!"

"Eldest sister, is she really that strong?"

"Didn't you all see it?"

Qiong Xiao Bixiao was devastated.

Yesterday and today are destined to be the most unforgettable days of their lives.

All pride was pulled out and shattered into the dust.

"Don't tell Big Brother when you go back!"

Yunxiao reminded.

Qiong Xiao nodded in disappointment.

It's useless to tell the eldest brother, it's just to add to the troubles.

At this moment, they realized that they were so incompetent.

Do they hate rocks?

Hate, what is the use of hate.

Because the person you hate doesn't even see you in their eyes.

Shi Ji's final ignorance expresses this vividly.

......

The days of the human race are very peaceful, such as this era, like this heaven and earth, Shi Ji rarely goes out of the yard.

Grain was planted one stubble after another, and grain was added one after another, and the human race already had five kinds of grain, collectively known as five grains.

In their own fields, they have eaten all the grains and rocks they have grown with their own hands.

But I eat very little, and I eat very little.

Tea, picked season after season.

Tea trees are also given out quite a bit.

The human race has tea, and the merciless and ruthless contribution is not small.

There are more than a dozen neighbors in Shiji, and it is known as the tea tribe.

These have little to do with Shi Ji, because she almost stays at home, and spends most of her time sleeping, sleepy in spring and autumn and napping in summer, and loves to bask in the sun in winter.

Recently, a major event has happened to the Terrans, more precisely, a major event has happened in the Terran co-owner's family.

Shennong's smart and lovely daughter died, drowning.

Turned into a flower-headed, white-pecked, barefoot bird, birdsong Jingwei, stone reclamation.

Shi Ji heard the painful moans of the female doll's drowning, and also heard the first cry of the Jingwei bird.

She didn't save her, because there was no reason to save her, but there was a reason not to save her, she was called Nuwa, she didn't die, she didn't know if Shennong was big or lacking in heart, so she named her daughter Nuwa.

He calls the girl every day, and the girl has to call him dad every day.

Nuwa Niangniang let her live so big, either she wandered out of the world or took a nap.

Shi Ji thought maliciously.

Shennong brought his daughter to see Shiji and begged her for treatment.

Shi Ji refused without thinking about it, and said: "There is nothing you can do." ”

Shi Ji said again: "The name Jingwei is quite nice. ”

Shennong walked away sadly.

Jingwei bird kept calling: "Jingwei...... Jingwei ......"