"Brother, brother, get up. Shen Tu squatted down and patted Yang Xia's face.

Yang Xia's eyelids trembled slightly, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Shen Tu, who leaned over, his big face was about to stick to his nose, brushed him away with his hand, got up and stretched, yawned and said, "Where have all the people gone?" Only Shen Tu and Yang Xia, Liu Xiyan, Qin Xuerou and Qin Xueyu were left between the stone roads.

The third master took her two away. Shen Tu pointed to the guide and said.

"Left?" Yang Xia came to the stream, squatted by the stream, washed his face with water, shook his head, he was so drunk last night that he couldn't remember when he went to sleep.

"Well, the third master said that she has taken the two little girls to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, so don't worry about it. Shen Tu informed Yang Xia of Liu Xiyan's words.

"It's okay to go, how many springs and autumns does a mortal have in his life? Only a cultivator can be eternal. Yang Xia sighed and touched his face, last night in a daze, as if tears had slipped down and dripped on his face.

"Brother, don't be sad, there is a way where there is no grass at the end of the world, and it is rare to hear it in the world. Feeling the feeling of sadness in Yang Xia, Shen Tu stepped forward and patted Yang Xia on the shoulder, and opened his mouth to be a splendid article, making Yang Xia "refreshed".

What else can Yang Xia say? After Shen Tu finished reading the good poems, he looked at the thatched hut, the wooden door "creaked" open, Lin Jinghuan walked out with lotus steps, her cold and indifferent jade face was tense, her hands were clenched, she gritted her teeth, and almost roared: "What have you done, you scourge?" Last night, she completely closed the six senses, meditated on cultivation, and was unaware of what was going on outside the house, early in the morning, when she opened the door of the house, looking at the gravel everywhere where she was cultivating by the sun and summer, full of fish bones, and the bonfire was black and gray all over the sky, she had an illusion, this was really her own place of cultivation?

"Misunderstanding, Lin Da Beauty, clean it up immediately, I'll clean it up for you right away, Shen Tu, still don't you help?" Seeing that Lin Wushui was about to go crazy, Yang Xia sneered, cleaned up quickly, glared at Shen Tu, and asked him to help.

Shen Tu sighed, accompanied Yang Xia to do coolies, he had a delusion, he was not a famous cultivator, but Yang Xia's little brother, this feeling.... It's really aggrieved, making a cow and a horse for a mortal every day, what kind of trouble is this?

Yang Xia and Shen Tu worked together to tidy up Lin Jinghuan's cultivation place, at least it looked like that, Yang Xia clapped his hands, pointed to a large pile of garbage on the ground, and said, "Shen Tu, put it in your ring, and throw it out later." ”

"What, use my storage to stop all this garbage?" Shen Tu glared and almost jumped up, his face flushed.

"Got an opinion?" Yang Xia squinted, with a gesture of not wanting to give you face.

"No, no comment. Shen Tu gritted his teeth, pinched his nose and confessed, he depressedly put fish bones, gravel, bonfire ashes, wine jar fragments, and miscellaneous garbage into the storage ring... There is a sense of pain hidden in the heart of a speechless question.

"Lin Da Meiren, are you satisfied?" After cleaning, Yang Xia stepped forward and said.

Lin Jinghuan's anger disappeared a little, his face softened slightly, and he pointed to the distance and said, "Immediately, leave immediately, and you are not allowed to set foot in my Qingxiu Land again without my permission." ”

"Don't, the master didn't arrange a place for me to live, you see, will I live with you in the future?" You see, this treasure dress will be used as rent, and you won't suffer..... "How can Yang Xia leave easily, cheekily, after speaking, let Shen Tu take out the treasure clothes, and couldn't help but say that he stuffed it into Lin Jinghuan's small hand, with a posture of lying here.

“..... Why don't you die. Lin Jinghuan's jade face was extremely cold, and she threw the treasure clothes on the ground, eager to strangle Yang Xia.

Yang Xia picked up the treasure clothes distressedly, wiped them, and wanted to negotiate with Lin Jinghuan, Shen Tu stepped forward, pulled Yang Xia, pointed to the distance and said, "Someone is coming!"

Yang Xia looked back, and after a hundred breaths, seven figures fell in front of Yang Xia, the first person was wearing a white robe, wearing a hosta, and a hand-cranked paper fan, and the six people behind him were wearing Tianxin Sect Taoist robes, staring at Yang Xia, their eyes were indifferent, Shen Tu and Lin Jinghuan saw the comer, and their faces changed slightly.

"Are you Yang Xia?" the white-robed boy looked at Yang Xia for a moment, closed the paper fan, and said in a way that was not salty or light.

"Who are you?" Yang Xia stuffed the treasure clothes into Lin Jinghuan's little hand again, looked at this group of cultivators, put his hands behind his back, and pursed his mouth, and said

"My name is Song Sanlang, the seventh disciple of the ancestor and the third disciple of the channel. Song Sanlang narrowed his eyes, glanced at the shining treasure robe in Lin Jinghuan's hand, and said.

"This is Huo Ling's best friend of the thief, be careful, the one who comes is not good. "Shentu transmits the sound of Yangxia.

"Oh, it turned out to be Song Sanniang, what are you doing?" Yang Xia sneered in his heart, arched his hand casually, and read Lang Cheng Niang.

"Bold. As soon as Yang Xia's words fell, the small-eyed cultivator with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks on the far left slapped his big hand, and the magic light flashed, wanting to slap Yang Xia.

Shen Tu was next to Yang Xia, how could he let this person succeed, his demon body was covered with the aura of calamity, he grabbed it with his backhand, pinched this person's wrist, and lifted this person up, the demon power was monstrous, and he wanted to tear him in half.

In an instant, Song Sanlang and the five people behind him all rose with mana, surrounding the three of Yangxia, Shentu bull's eyes were red, he didn't say a word, his hands were strong, the person who pulled screamed, and blood beads rolled down his waist... Lin Jinghuan's spirit platform lit up, the Yuan Spirit Technique was up and down, she blocked Yang Xia behind her, and stared at the six people coldly.

"Song Sanlang, others are afraid of you, but Lao Tzu is not afraid, if you dare to do it, Lao Tzu will tear him first. Shen Tu was furious, and he shouted, with a fierce light in his eyes.

Song Sanlang's face was gloomy, the paper fan was opened, and a purple gas floated out, gathered on the top of his head, turning into a true dragon emperor's qi, the dragon was mighty, shrouded for several miles, he said lightly: "Shen Tu, let go of Yu Jie, if you really want to live and die, today is the death day of the two of you." ”

"Yes, I want to see who dies first?" Shen Tu's face remained unchanged, and his big hand was forceful, making Yu Jie scream continuously, his body trembled, blood burst out from his waist, Lin Jinghuan's voice sounded in Yang Xia's ears, and said: "Song Sanlang is very strong, I have little chance of winning with Shen Tu.....

Lin Jinghuan's words made the corners of Yang Xia's mouth twitch, and when the situation was critical, he suddenly smiled, patted Shen Tu on the back, and said, "Quick, let go of this Daoist brother, everyone is the same senior brother, why bother, hurry, let go." ”

Shen Tu stared at Yang Xia, and after seeing him nodding slightly, Yu Jie threw it casually and threw it at Song Sanlang's feet, Yu Jie was covered in blood, his body was constantly spasming, and he was already seriously injured.... This situation made Song Sanlang grit his teeth and said coldly: "Shen Tu, how are you going to explain this matter?" He had originally come to trouble Yangxia, and now he found an excuse and was even more reluctant.

Shen Tu still wanted to be murderous, Yang Xia waved his hand and said, "Say, Sanniang, what's the matter?"

Song Saburo licked his lips, ignored Yang Xia's tricks, and said, "I came here today to invite the little brother to be a guest at the teacher's place, come with us." ”

"Yangxia will meet the ancestor in a few days, you dare to touch him at all, there is no good fruit for you to eat. Lin Jinghuan frowned and said coldly.

"Senior Sister Lin is too careful, I'm just inviting the little brother to be a guest, and it won't hurt him in the slightest. Song Sanlang's face remained unchanged, and he had no fear.

"Did Huo Ling's thief ask you to come?" Shen Tu's brain was bruised, unwilling to compromise, he knew that Yang Xia was taken away by Song Sanlang, and it was mostly fierce and auspicious.

"Shen Tu, even if I don't come, someone else will come to take Yang Xia away, who can you stop? I don't care about you hurting Yu Jie, you are already extremely generous, get out of the way." Song Sanlang meant something, knocked Shen Tu away, held Yang Xia, arrogant, and unstoppable.

"Oh? It seems that you don't plan to let me go, and you want to take me away today no matter what?" Yang Xia smiled and stared at Song Sanlang, today's incident is probably Huo Xin's troublemaker, Huo Ling alone is not so bold, this old guy has targeted himself three or four times, and Yang Xia hates it like his son Huo Ling.

"Let's go, no need to say more. Song Sanlang was too lazy to say much to Yang Xia, the ant, so he grabbed him and threw him away, the two cultivators set up Yang Xia, Shen Tu was unwilling, and wanted to stop it, but Yang Xia shook his head at Shen Tu and said, "Go ahead, take care of Xue Rou and Xue Yu for me, if they don't see me, they will be worried." ”

Yang Xia's words made Shen Tu stunned, and after a while, his face moved, he came back to his senses, nodded at Yang Xia, and said: "Understood, I'll go to the third master immediately, you have to hold on, brother." ”

Song Saburo waved his hand, and the two cultivators flew up with Yang Xia, and after a few breaths, they disappeared.