The city name of Xiumei City, Xu Yan, is the new champion of the tenth year of Tianyuan.

originally had a good future in Luojing, but because he said the wrong thing when he was summoned by the Son of Heaven, he was relegated to this remote place and became a Bapin Chengcheng for sixteen years.

It can be said that this life's career is like this.

After all, sixteen years is too long.

For everyone is.

The high-spirited young man Junjie smoothed the edges and corners, and the snow dyed his sideburns.

The gentle young woman with a gentle voice was soaked in vicissitudes, and her eyebrows were painted with fine lines.

The babbling baby grows into a slim boy and girl, singing and laughing.

The children around him seem to have left the nest and are running their own ways for the future.

The old man who was kind and seductive stiffened his back, and his hair was full of frost.

None of this will take more than 16 years.

Therefore, we can't expect the court to remember the young man who said sixteen years ago, 'Tomorrow's worries will be the first to worry, and the joy of the world will be followed by happiness'.

Xu Chengcheng didn't have many money, he couldn't afford to hire disciples, and his life was even poorer.

Therefore, when the door of the mansion was split in half with a sword from a stranger who suddenly came, it must be the master who was startled by the loud noise.

This is just a young man, the man with half-white sideburns hurriedly ran out, and when he saw the middle-aged man standing in front of the door, he didn't have much fear, but stepped forward and politely bowed his hand, "Dare to ask, what do you have to do?"

Qi Shi glanced at him lightly, but he didn't seem to put this man in his eyes, but looked at the young man in white beside him, and threw an arrow over, "Cao Jingcheng, what does this mean?"

The young man in white caught the arrow, looked at it, and said lightly, "A few days ago, I don't know who made a rumor, there are a large number of rough stones flowing out of Shuzhou, this matter is very important, the righteous father sent Jingcheng and a hundred people from the Jingzi camp to come out to investigate, chase and kill Xizuo, is there anything wrong, senior?"

"Did you kill Xiaozuo?" Qi Shi scolded.

"I only kill those who should be killed...... Cao Jingcheng's words were still faint.

A ray of light brushed the top of Cao Jingcheng's head and slashed instantly.

Cao Jingcheng's words paused, and he continued, "If the dragon python fights, there will be an injury, don't the seniors think so?"

As soon as the words fell, the sword hairpin above his head snapped and fell to the ground with a snap.

A few peach trees not far away suddenly fell, and the green leaves slowly fell.

"You are not qualified to say this. Qi Shi said indifferently.

He turned and walked away.

The cold words echoed in the night.

"Don't test our bottom line again, otherwise Yao Lingqi won't be able to save you. ”

There was a quick silence.

The night wind swept up the fallen leaves and drifted in front of them.

Cao Jingcheng grabbed a fallen leaf and looked at Xu Yan with an expressionless face, "What does Xu Chengcheng think?"

Xu Yan didn't answer, but frowned and looked behind him, "The peach trees planted by my beloved wife, seeing that I can eat peaches this year, are all gone." ”

Cao Jingcheng suddenly smiled and threw away the peach leaf, "Then I'll compensate you, how about it?"

"If you are ruined, you should naturally pay for it. Xu Yan said of course.

"You ......" Cao Jingcheng was stunned and shook his head, "You deserve to stay in this position for sixteen years." ”

Xu Yan also shook his head and walked away, "Actually, it's good." ”

Cao Jingcheng was stunned again, and then smiled a little strangely, "Okay?"

Then, he shook his head and walked out of the Xu Mansion.

The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

......

Is it good to pick up gold on the ground?

Nature is good.

One hundred gold can be exchanged for a nine-grade spirit stone, one hundred nine-grade spirit stones can be exchanged for an eight-grade spirit stone, and so on.

Therefore, picking up spirit stones must be better than picking up gold.

Ning Junxi was very happy.

Not only because he was picking up spirit stones, but also because the spirit stones thrown by the woman who asked him to leave were not nine grades but six grades.

In other words, he can pick up a mountain of gold at once.

The Gang Qi Array had one hundred and eight array eyes, and he picked up one hundred and seven spirit stones.

He thought that Uncle Qi only had a few nine-grade spirit stones in the mustard seed ring, so he was even happier.

Qi Sixian was not happy at all, and he didn't know why Ning Junxi was so happy.

It's just that he gradually figured out what Ning Junxi had done when he was picking up spirit stones, and then he was a little frightened.

Ning Junxi actually pretended to be an old man with superb formations, and then played a few generals in the army and two people who didn't know the details but must be difficult to entangle.

This young master, should you be a little bolder?

"Don't worry, it's not like nothing. Ning Junxi put the last spirit stone into his pocket, patted Qi Sixian on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

The furball babbled.

Qi Sixian grinned, but he couldn't laugh, but his face turned pale.

Ning Junxi stretched out his hand and touched Qi Sixian's cold sweat, a little helpless, "Look at you, you are so daring?"

Qi Sixian raised his sleeve and wiped it, and said as a matter of course, "Yes, I am very timid." ”

It is famous for being small in the Qi family.

Ning Jun choked for a moment, and patted his head helplessly, "Go back to the house and sleep." ”

"Oh. Qi Sixian scratched his head, a little sneering.

At this time, Ning Junxi suddenly frowned, and then pulled him, "Hurry up, someone is here again." ”

Before Qi Sixian could react, he had already followed Ning Junxi into the bamboo house.

Not long after, an old man and a young man came out of the fog.

The old man was in rags, with a few thatches of white hair mixed with them, and on his back was a long strip of bag tightly wrapped in rags, and he carried a scrawny lame horse in his hands.

In fact, the young age is not too young, dressed in a market linen shirt, with a bearded face, just like a refugee fleeing the famine.

If these two make another broken bowl and squat on the ground, I am afraid they will be a veritable begging duo.

Qi Sixian's face was a little strange.

It's so strange to run into such two people on a big night.

Ning Junxi's face was cloudy.

These two people are ordinary people at first glance, but they are still ordinary people after two more glances.

But they avoided the formation he had set up five hundred zhang away, and quietly approached here.

He has arranged a lot of formations along the way, and if it is a coincidence, he absolutely does not believe it.

The two men quickly stopped in front of the bamboo hut and began to talk.

The little one said with tears in his eyes, "Old knife, we are so lucky." ”

The old man grinned, missing two front teeth, and smiled stupidly, "It's the young master Hongfu Qitian." ”

"Hongfu is a fart," the little tears were put away at once, and he said, "Hongfu Qitian, I can get mixed up to this point, and I will beat those eight kings and lambs when I go back." ”

The old man scratched his head and stopped talking.

The little one probably didn't find it boring, so he rubbed his waist, "I'm tired of the master, so I can sleep well." ”

Then, he walked in the direction of the bamboo house.

The old ones are keeping up.

The sword formation did not activate.

It's quiet.

Ning Junxi was a little confused.

Suddenly something fell from the top of his head, small, thin, and raining.

He reached out and touched the top of his head, touching something from his head.

It feels like rune paper.

Then, he heard the kid next to him say dumbfoundedly, "Less...... Young master, the Fu seal itself has broken into foam. ”