Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Grand Debut
Xian'er looked at the young man beside him who used to be a well-deserved focus on the big stage in the sky and the sky, and said sincerely: "Childe is still like in the past, with the power of a sword, and there is no invincible opponent within three zhang." ”
As she spoke, she easily touched the sword rubber pillar pinned to Zhuge Chen's waist, which caused a clear sound from the rubber pillar sword of extraordinary quality, as if she was saying hello.
Xian'er blossomed happily now, revealing a few silver teeth and said: "Seeing that there is no son, your sword memory is not only good, but also nostalgic!"
Zhuge Chen glanced at her, ignored the crazy girl's self-amusement, walked over with her, and picked up the person who had just bewitched the crowd from the crowd.
Zhuge Chen's hand loosened, threw the person on the ground, leaned down and said in a weird manner: "Why do you want to design to harm me? Is it really because I am too jade tree in the wind and make people jealous?"
Xian'er, who had gotten along with Zhuge Chen day and night, still had this tacit understanding, and immediately understood and said: "But isn't it, it's their blessing to see a handsome man like Gongzi when others see him, and if he really wants to harm you, I'm afraid it will only be because of jealousy." ”
Looking at the appearance of a man and a woman acting in front of him, the loose cultivator with a thief's eyebrows and a bad stomach could only complain in his heart. It's not the first time he's done something like this, it's just that most of the things he did before would be successful, so this time he really didn't expect to meet this domineering sword cultivator.
One person is a hundred swords, isn't this person really a lucky immortal who is rare to see in the world?
Now that he was already soft-boned, he hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, begging his grandfather to tell his grandmother that he was almost lying on the ground and playing a scoundrel.
Seeing this, Xian'er pulled out her saber and pressed it against Sanxiu's throat, and with a little force, a bloody mark was drawn.
Sanxiu was really scared to pee now, and collapsed in the stinky water and cried: "This aunt, I really know that I was wrong, please let me go, I won't dare to fan the flames like this in the future." I swear ......"
Zhuge Chen on the side gently stopped his face with an extremely unkind expression, and the next moment he was going to stab this loose cultivator to death with a sword. He stepped forward, vaporized the urine with the sword aura that overflowed his body, and then pressed Sanxiu's shoulders.
Scattered cultivation is like being amnesty, his eyes are full of excitement, and he is glad that he will live for the rest of his life. But Zhuge Chen's merciless words made him fall into an ice cave: "Let me do this kind of dirty work, you can get less bloody things, I don't want my maid to be like an executioner." ”
Sanxiu also wants to intercede in exchange for the last ray of life. But Zhuge Chen, who was impatient, didn't want to give him a chance to speak, so he immediately sent a sword qi into the center of Sanxiu's eyebrows, completely cutting off his way of life.
Zhuge Chen, who had done everything, was still indifferent, as if the life of a human life was not on his heart at all.
Raising his hand and strangling the scattered cultivators with sword qi, the cold voice of the white-clothed young man echoed here: "Everyone who has something to do, leave if you have nothing to do, anyway, I will definitely not let that Jiao Blood Lotus slip away." If you are really very interested in it, we will see the real chapter in our hands, regardless of success or failure, this son respects you. But if you play some indiscriminate tricks, this scattered cultivator with no bones left will be the end!"
After Zhuge Chen finished speaking, he walked towards the protruding hole, and the small earth Jiao he encountered along the way was not a problem, all of them were strangled by the protective sword qi he re-released, so the road was unimpeded.
Most of the rest of the people looked at each other, and only a few casual cultivators who had not fallen into the well before and did have some real skills dared to continue to follow up, and the rest only sighed and went home.
The world's treasures have never been virtuous, but powerful. In this world, you can't speak with your fists, but if you really want to sit down and talk with people calmly, at least your fists should be harder, otherwise you won't have much confidence in speaking.
Zhuge Chen, who is convinced of this now, doesn't bother to explain some reasoning, anyway, he believes in the sword in his hand more.
Entering the protruding cave was a gentle slope, and the two of them walked step by step without hurry, looking at the scenery in the cave, and saying inconsequential words.
Zhuge Che pointed out a rocky stone that looked like a reckless cow to Xian'er, and said softly: "You have to take what I told you to heart, and you can practice without delay, but try not to cause trouble and kill people." Don't treat human life as a mustard, you must know that those people are also raised by your father and mother with hard work, and if you can, you won't kill them. ”
For these inconsequential words, Xian'er just laughed, pretending to listen to them on the surface, but there was still some unforgiving saying: "Then son, you can kill people without frowning, why can't you put Xian'er here?"
Zhuge Chen pinched Xian'er's ears and slowly lifted and put her down, put on a serious face and said earnestly: "Girls still need to be kind to be more likable, don't you say!"
Xian'er didn't refute this time, but slowly lowered her head, and it seemed that she should really remember it in her heart.
The words between the two don't sound like master and servant, but like a sweet couple. Even Zhuge Chen sometimes has such doubts, but the two have been together for too long, and the degree of understanding each other can be described as knowing the roots. What's more, this way can make the two of them more comfortable, so Zhuge Chen, who is not in the eyes of surprises, doesn't say anything.
If it weren't for the custom, a personal maid like Xian'er would also be a bed-warming maid for her in-laws' marriage, and it would be reasonable for the relationship to be closer. Even people who have always loved to chew the root of their tongue will say some harmless cool words at most, and no matter how much they have, they can only rot in their stomachs.
Helping Zhuge Chen smooth out the folds at the collar of the cheongsam, Xian'er straightened the hanging hair to both sides, and said in a soft voice: "Xian'er is enough to please the son alone in this life, what others think is their business, I don't care." But since Childe thinks that Xian'er shouldn't kill people, then don't. ”
"It's still the maid of my own family who knows to share the worries for me, a son who has achieved nothing!" Zhuge Chen sighed to the sky, took out a pill with a faint light from the mustard seed, stuffed it into Xian'er's hand, and whispered in his ear: "This pill can help you break through the barrier of the heavenly barrier, and after the two of us separate, you can find a no-man's land to swallow and enter the good luck." ”
After hearing this, Xian'er was about to return it to Zhuge Chen, but he stopped him: "You don't have to think about me, the scars of the Great Dao that slashed the body of the god king are still in my body, and if you don't get rid of me, you won't be able to re-enter the immortal realm for a day, so this elixir is really useless in my hands." Besides, what kind of character is your son-in-law, can he still be stopped by this threshold? It's not a lie, when I solve the scars of the avenue, it will be a thousand miles in a day, and don't even try to stop me in the dangerous situation of drawing water with a bamboo basket!"
Xian'er sneered when she heard this, and said, "Childe really hasn't changed at all. ”
The two walked through the gentle slope while talking and laughing, and came to a platform.
Standing on the platform and looking into the distance, both of them saw the stupid man and a group of grandmasters transformed by the Great Demon of the Earth Jiao not far away.
Although the grandmasters are retreating one after another, their momentum is undiminished, even if they still can't withstand the big demon's big opening and closing. Being in the net of heaven and earth that he has painstakingly set up, the cultivation of the great demon who occupies the time and place is not a simple novice to good luck, in fact, it is only a little worse than the peak of good luck, so he can suppress a group of grandmasters who are still determined to fight.
Xian'er looked at the chaotic battle over there and reminded Zhuge Chen: "Childe, should we take advantage of the big battle over there to fish in troubled waters, take the mountain treasure first, and leave?"
The young man in white casually split a flying gravel in half, thought for a moment and replied, "Let's see, it's not too late to make a decision later." ”
Xian'er's eyes widened, and she said puzzledly: "Childe, you don't want to help them, it's not good." It's better to take the mountain treasure earlier, anyway, those casual cultivators won't be able to find you. Besides, helping others is not Childe's style!"
Zhuge Chen chuckled and rubbed Xian'er's head, then stopped talking and continued to look at the battlefield not far away.
Seeing this, Xian'er had no choice but to continue to follow Zhuge Chen's side, and said with some annoyance: "Whatever you want, who told me to stand up to such a son as you!"
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At this time, the battle had entered a white-hot stage, even though the Grandmaster Calves were obviously a little overwhelmed, but a group of people still seized the opportunity to leave an extremely deep wound on the chest of the Great Demon. Even though the big demon's physique was extraordinary, it still made him feel unbearable pain, and he couldn't help but wail.
Although a group of grandmasters said that they had succeeded in one blow, they were still a little annoyed. After all, if that wound was really a few inches deeper, I am afraid that it could directly result in this big demon.
Bai Baiqiao spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, no longer had his previous relaxed appearance, and grinned and scolded: "Damn, this big demon is really rough and thick-skinned, and the sword that gathered everyone's strength just now only left a non-fatal wound." If it were any other good luck, he would have died, but there was nothing wrong with this beast. ”
The black dog was standing beside him at this time, panting with the hilt of his knife, as if he wanted to exhale the evil breath that had been inhaled in his lungs. When he heard Bai Baiqiao's words, he raised his head and said with a pale face: "A few of us are old acquaintances, and it is a good thing to die together even if we can't go out today." Although you hurt me during the day, we still treat you as a brother in our hearts, and you are the kind of person who sticks a knife in both ribs. ”
Bai Tianqiao also revealed some true feelings, and scolded with a smile: "You are really fucking dead-eyed, but Lao Tzu likes it, but who said that we must die here, I will not give up until the last moment." Lao Tzu's life can only be taken away by God, and no matter how high his cultivation is, it is impossible!"
After speaking, he held a paper fan and rose to the sky alone, facing the ground Jiao, who was now red-eyed. It is conceivable that he alone hurt the ground Jiao, and he couldn't even touch the corners of the other party's clothes, so he rushed to the other party's side and was strangled by the throat.
A grandmaster is like a chicken and duck to be slaughtered, and he is held by the neck of the big demon and stands in the air, which is extremely miserable!
The group of loose cultivators below also seemed to have lost their minds at this time, and rushed towards the ground Jiao as if they were crazy.
Seeing this, the earth Jiao raised its head to the sky and roared, and instantly set off a piece of flying sand and stones. And after it let go of the white bridge, it hid in it, punching out and punching again, appearing in front of everyone in turn, and defeating this group of loose cultivators one by one with its own brute strength.
Only now, did they understand that anger does not equal strength after all, and this time they fell under the fist of Di Jiao, and a group of grandmasters lay on the ground without their spirits, and it seemed that they had finally accepted their fate.
In the sky, the earth Jiao raised his arms and laughed. In the midst of the loud wind, it was like a heavenly immortal high above, looking down at the grandmasters on the ground with playful eyes.
It swept down slowly, carrying a long sword forged from the rock, and walked through the crowd, picking up and down the sword, reaping the lives of the group.
It is not easy for casual cultivation to live to the realm of the grandmaster, and it is the idea of a fledgling young man who is fluttering in the deep water of the rivers and lakes outside of life and death. Those of them who dreamed of stealing their fortune had already lost everything, so it was inevitable that they were a little afraid at this time, and some even knelt on the ground and begged Di Jiao not to kill him, and they could be cattle and horses in the future.
Di Jiao drooped his eyelids, put the stone sword across the top of the other party's head and said: "Did you think that it would be the end of now, you are all thinking about how to improve your realm after taking my treasure! But the world is impermanent, who told me to break the barrier? If you want to blame, you can only blame your heart for being too greedy and your luck too bad." ”
It pressed the stone sword in its hand, and with a slight force, it split the spine of the Grandmaster in half. Glancing at the corpse, it shook off the blood from its blade and continued to walk towards the next person.
At this time, Bai Baiqiao swayed and stood up, and along with him, there were several like-minded arrogant grandmasters around him. Bai Baiqiao held the paper fan with a trembling hand, and said passionate words: "The ancients said that it is better to die standing than to live on your knees, not to mention that you can't survive when you kneel, so why doesn't Lao Tzu stand up to the sky? Today, I will defeat you, naturally because you are a step ahead, but you are such an aggressive monster, really no one in the world can cure you? You are just arrogant for a while, and you will die tragically under the sword of others one day!"
"Oh?" Di Jiao raised his eyebrows and said lightly, "What's the use of saying so much, I can even smell your fear." Since you like to be in the limelight so much, I'll take the first step, those self-righteous and disgusting words, you better stay on Huangquan Road and say a good time!"
After saying that, he stabbed the grandmaster in front of him to death with a sword, and then walked towards the White Bridge.
Walking in front of the white bridge, Di Jiao spoke softly, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "You are afraid, I can feel it!"
At this time, the stone sword that was high above his head flew down with the sound of the wind, but instead of smashing the head of the white bridge, he was blocked by a sharp sword.
The young man in white took his face out from under his sword and said to Di Jiao with a smile, "Bad for your good deeds?"
A burst of anger surged in Di Jiao's heart, and he glared at the young man who came out to stir up the situation and shouted angrily: "The kid is looking for death!"
"Looking for death? Zhuge Chen shook it away with a sword, turned around and held the white bridge that was already unstable, and looked at the big demon and wrinkled his nose: "But who is really not necessarily!"