Qian Yongjiu didn't realize why Mo Liuyun said that she was the prototype of the Law Body, and why she was shocked—because Qian Yongjiu felt that Mo Liuyun's projection was no different from herself.

As soon as Mo Liuyun stretched out his hand, a blue sword shadow appeared in the sky beside him.

She opened her mouth and said, "Junior Uncle, this is the sword gall, the biggest secret of the sword path of the Heartless Sword Sect. ”

"Your Flowing Firefly Sword?"

Qian Yongjiu didn't dare to stare at her all the time, his gaze was slightly deflected.

This made Mo Liuyun a little angry: "Uncle Xiao, I don't care about any of my daughters, what are you shy about here! Look carefully—I mean look carefully at how I use my sword guts to drive Liuying!"

This preaching of the Divine Consciousness proceeded very slowly.

In the short cultivation history of Qianyongjiu, he had never felt so difficult. After all, whoever is facing a big beauty without clothes, no matter how well her "lesson" is taught, the effect can be imagined.

As a sound and upright man, the same is true of Qianyongjiu.

After he completely understood how the so-called natal sword gall worked, Mo Liuyun dissipated on his own. When he opened his eyes again, Mo Liuyun in his arms was completely soaked with sweat, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

She was as soft as a puddle of water.

Qian Yongjiu couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, people were dedicated to preaching, but he was cranky and almost dragged down his nephew, it was really ...... It's not out of the low-level fun yet!

"Thank you. I didn't know that the ministry of the Divine Consciousness would cost so much. ”

"Hmm"

Mo Liuyun just squeezed out a word softly, and he didn't have the strength to open his mouth at all. The difficulty of preaching the divine consciousness is that it can only be achieved if both parties have no worries and fully trust each other.

This made Mo Liuyun quite pleased.

In the midst of relief, but also with emotion - Uncle Xiao ...... to himself

Qian Yongjiu fell into embarrassment again. Now the posture of these two people is extremely ambiguous, coupled with Mo Liuyun's gasping and sweat-soaked appearance, and his eyes are like silk, anyone who looks at it will want to be crooked.

Thankfully, there was no one in this place. Qian Yongjiu secretly rejoiced, no wonder my nephew asked me to come here to preach, it turned out that she had known that this would be the case.

But before he could rejoice enough, he only heard a cold snort from behind him: "Hmph! I said that you are really a genius of the world, but you are just a mortal body who is addicted to beauty!"

Dry with nine shivering all over the body.

What kind of luck is this horse!

He turned his head, but saw that the person was Fairy Jingwei. Her face was frosty, and her eyes were full of disdain.

"Uh, Jingwei, listen to me, nothing happened between me and her!"

As soon as Qian Yongjiu said this, he immediately regretted it: Did I explain it to her! I said this as if I was a scumbag who had been caught!

"You don't need to explain to me, I have nothing to do with you!"

"Since you have nothing to do with me, why are you coming to me?"

"I'm here just to confirm one thing: Didn't you see my book? Hmph! I also said that something happened to you, but it turned out that you were doing such a foolish thing with a female disciple here!"

"What did I do?!Which eye did you see what happened to the two of you?"

Belch.

Wrong.

It's getting weirder and weirder.

It can't go on any longer - isn't this yellow mud falling into the crotch of your pants, it's not and it's!

Qian Yongjiu took a deep breath, and then said slowly: "Jingwei, I don't owe you, you don't owe me, I can go to that bullshit cave if I want, and if I don't want to go, I won't go, you can still force me ......"

Before he finished saying this, he felt a flower fragrance blowing in front of him, and then the whole person was lifted by the collar.

Fairy Jingwei's cold voice came: "The master's fate is difficult to disobey. You have to go, you have to go, you have to go if you don't go!"

Qian Yongjiu suddenly felt angry in his heart: "Why! Your master is your master, can you control me!"

"Just with the 120,000 disciples of Qingcheng Mountain, with the 12 swords of Qingcheng, and with the cultivation of my master Changchun Zhenren. ”

"If you have a big fist, you can do whatever you want?"

"Yes. ”

"So, that big snake that has never done evil, you killed it without asking?"

"Yes. ”

"If one day I reach the top and wipe out Qingcheng with a sword, what will I do!"

"That's your ability, Qingcheng's catastrophe. Jing Wei's face was as plain as water, "Qianyongjiu, do you know? Just by your words, I should have killed you with a sword." ”

"I don't believe it," Qian Yongjiu sneered, "Your master asked you to throw me into some kind of bullshit cave mansion, but he didn't say that you should kill me." ”

"You should believe it. Fairy Jingwei looked at him with cold eyes: "Master's words, I haven't always listened to them. ”

"Should I praise you, or should I pity you? Hmph! You have never tasted the most affectionate and sexual aspects of the world, and I am afraid that you don't even know what love is, right?

Fairy Jingwei's pupils shrank suddenly: "I want to kill you." ”

Qian Yongjiu looked up at the sky, only to see black clouds rolling in the distance.

He didn't really dare to make a hexagram.

It was only a slight thought, and the intuition was not a big problem—but that's all, and the vision was born.

"You don't dare. I'm not afraid. ”

"You should be afraid. ”

"You're so annoying. I thought you were an ice lump, but I didn't think you were a chatterbox. ”

With these few words, the two of them have already landed.

Qian Yongjiu couldn't help but be stunned: "Right here? Isn't this my cultivation treasure land? Do you call this the Nonsense Cliff? Shouldn't the Nonsense Cliff be in the Great Wilderness Mountain? Shouldn't there be a Qinggang Peak?"

"What nonsense. Fairy Jingwei stretched out her hand and pointed: "The spring is the entrance, let's go." ”

"I'm not going. ”

"You have to go. ”

"I'm not going!"

Fairy Jingwei grabbed Qianyongjiu's neck and threw it towards the cliff next to the hot spring!

Qian Yongjiu closed his eyes, and his heart must not be knocked unconscious this time?

Unexpectedly, he stopped lightly and softly, and was held horizontally in his arms by a woman in white.

The woman's face was covered with a light veil, and she couldn't see her true face clearly. But those two exposed eyes are really amorous, with endless charm between the eyebrows and eyes, and a thousand kinds of romance.

"Who are you?" Fairy Jingwei frowned, "How did you break through the Sword Hall blockade?"

"This is my home. The woman said coldly: "Who to let in or not to let in, it should be up to me to decide." ”

The smell of gunpowder is full.

It seemed that the two men could draw their swords at any moment.

At this moment, Qian Yongjiu, who was being held in his arms, suddenly changed his face suddenly: "Master and nephew, don't !! it"

I saw that Mo Liuyun had quietly come behind Jing Wei at some point, she raised her sword finger, and the blue light of the flowing firefly sword in the sword box behind her was shining, and she was about to burst out!

However, behind her stood a man.

The man was dressed in white with a long sword, his eyes flashed with cold light, and the sword in his hand was already volleyed into the air.

Under the majestic True Yuan fluctuations, Mo Liuyun would never survive!