Zhou Qingyuan and Ji Qingling had already heard the sound of breaking through the air with a roar, and the sharp blade formed by the violent spiritual power had already rushed in front of them.

A hearty voice rang in their ears.

"Why do you put on such a generous appearance to die?"

Not long ago, there were several shops in the Khotan Pavilion on the second floor of the Qing Building.

"Guest, you want the wine. Brother Qinglou's junior second came upstairs and shouted.

Xiao Er, who has a little eyesight, can see that the boy sitting by the window has an extraordinary temperament.

Dressed in a cyan dress, wearing mutton fat and jade at the waist, and a hosta pinned to long hair.

Look closely, the son's sword eyebrows are deep, and there is a tear mole under the corner of his eye.

This fairy dew pearl is everyone's demeanor, even if it is not from those famous families, it is also a family of second-class clans.

"Childe. This is the wine you want, and the small one has already been given to you. The shopkeeper ran forward, put the sake on the tray on the table, and said.

"Our sake still has to be warmed, this is the season is not right, if it is paired with a few green plums, it is not even a fairy. ”

The young man in Tsing Yi took back the gaze that he had originally looked out of the window, looked at the shopkeeper in front of the table, and said apologetically: "I'm afraid I can't drink this wine now, I'm tired of helping me warm it first." ”

"Done. As soon as I heard it, I knew that Childe was a reader. This scholar is particular when he speaks. The shopkeeper said with a smile.

The man in Tsing Yi nodded, stood up, and patted Xiao Er's shoulder.

"Yes. Green plum boiled sake, I exchange the fairy for the white head. ”

"This son. High!"

The shopkeeper stretched out his thumb and praised.

Immediately, the man in green clothes flashed under his stunned figure, and a streamer rose from the ground, flew out of the window, and disappeared in front of him.

"I'm obedient, I didn't expect Childe to be really a cultivator. ”

The streamer that swept out of the window flew like thunder towards Khotan Pavilion.

Rumble.

There was another loud roar that resounded throughout the Khotanese Pavilion.

The spiritual power was like a storm tornado, and several shops around it were destroyed and decayed.

Xiao Er, who was still on the second floor of the Qing Building and had not left, saw with a sluggish look that the shop next to the Qing Building was ravaged by a spiritual storm.

Zhao Mingting clearly saw a cyan figure and the box hammer He Lian Cup shook together.

The vague figure probably looks like a young man.

The Xuanguang Mirror placed in the center of the three people on the second floor of the Khotanese Pavilion shattered into pieces.

Xin Tingzhi smiled slightly, and rolled up his sleeves, "It's here." ”

Ji Qingling, who had closed his eyes tightly, opened his eyes full of spiritual charm and looked at the man in Tsing Yi who was blocking him, the joke just now should have come from him.

Zhou Qingyuan also widened his eyes, he guessed that the eldest young master might still have a backhand, otherwise how could the young master be willing to put Miss Ji in danger.

But he didn't expect that the back hand reserved by his young master was himself.

Standing in front of them was the eldest son of the Liu family, Liu Qingtian, who was dressed in green clothes like a fairy.

"Brother Qingtian. It's all my fault. Ji Qingling whispered.

"It's not your fault. Qingling, you help Uncle Zhou down first. Liu Qingtian said softly.

Ji Qingling nodded, supported the seriously injured Zhou Qingyuan and stepped back, Liu Sanqian, who had been hiding outside the door, saw his brother, rushed out, helped support Uncle Zhou, and shouted at Liu Qingtian: "Brother, it is he who bullied me and Sister Qingling." also injured Uncle Zhou. He also said..."

Liu Qingtian turned around, pointed at Zhao Mingting, and asked, "What else did he say?"

"He said that he wanted to snatch Sister Qingling home and be a concubine. Liu Sanqian said with a mouthful of nonsense.

Liu Qingtian turned his head, looked at Zhao Mingting, who was full of iron, and asked, "You, have you said that?"

As soon as Zhao Mingting was about to speak, an afterimage burst in, and he was smashed into the wall behind him with a leg whip.

Zhao Mingting's body sank deep into the wall, and the cracks on the wall spread like cobwebs to the surroundings.

Seeing this, Liu Qingtian flicked his fingers again, and a finger sword condensed by spiritual power shot towards Zhao Mingting, who was already trapped in the wall.

The spiritual power finger sword stabbed at Zhao Mingting's shoulder blade in an instant. Zhao Mingting, who had already fainted, wailed and came to his senses again.

He stared at the cyan figure in the distance and gritted his teeth.

If it weren't for the fact that he had hollowed out the spiritual power in his body in order to deal with Zhou Qingyuan's sacrificial He Lian Cup, how could he be so embarrassed.

It was the first time in sixteen or seventeen years that I had been so humiliated.

If I, Zhao Mingting, don't die today, I will inevitably crush your Liu family's bones and ashes.

"Kill me. If you kind of you're going to kill me. Zhao Mingting coughed up a mouthful of blood and roared in a hoarse voice.

"Brother Tingzhi, if you don't go down, I'm afraid that even if Zhao Mingting doesn't have to worry about his life, Liu Qingtian will abolish his spiritual cultivation. ”

Gu Qiyue, who saw Liu Qingtian's shot in the Xuanguang Mirror, reminded in a muffled voice.

The previous piece of Xuanguang Mirror was shattered by the collision of spiritual power downstairs, and Gu Qiyue took out another piece. As the son of an ancient family, he has never lacked this kind of low-grade spiritual weapon, what he wants is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, or even a high-grade spiritual weapon that has been collected by the old masters of the major families.

Although there is a lot of trouble between him and Zhao Mingting, he is not indistinguishable in the face of right and wrong.

If the three of them watched Zhao Mingting, the youngest son who was spoiled by Zhao Fuqin, the head of the Zhao family, being deposed by Liu Qingtian for cultivation today, then the Zhao family would inevitably draw a line with them.

This kind of thing of relatives hurting enemies and being happy is the last thing Gu Qiyue wants to see.

"Brother Gu rest assured. I think Brother Tingzhi has his own measure. Xu Qingchuan, who had been staring at the Xuanguang Mirror, spoke.

Xu Qingchuan stared at the cyan figure in the mirror, he really didn't expect that the person Xin Tingzhi was waiting for turned out to be Liu Qingtian himself.

Could it really be as rumored outside, Liu Qingtian, the son of the Liu family, is the young lady Ji Qingling of the Ji family?

Thinking of this, Xu Qingchuan couldn't help laughing, if this is the case, wouldn't it be in response to the saying, "Heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass".

Xin Tingzhi patted the dust on his clothes, which had been filled with dust upstairs because of the collision between Liu Qingtian and He Lian's cup.

He saw from the mirror that the He Lian Cup dissipated because the spiritual power of the master, Zhao Mingting, had dried up, and the halo was slapped down by Liu Qingtian with a palm.

Although it was partly due to the fact that Zhao Mingting's spiritual power had dried up and it was difficult to continue to infuse spiritual power into the cup of He Lian, Liu Qingtian, who had also stepped into the Gathering Spirit Realm, was still not to be underestimated.

It seems that he slapped the mid-grade spirit weapon down with a palm, and he Zhao Mingting could also do it, but that was just a look.

"Wait. Ming Ting's temperament is perverse and ruthless, and this time it is rare to suffer a big loss at the hands of Liu Qingtian. My own family has worn out his lips and told him a thousand times, it is better for outsiders to give him a few punches to make him have a longer memory. This time it can be regarded as the Ming Hall spending money to buy lessons. Xin Tingzhi said.

In addition, he also wanted to see Liu Qingtian again, this Optimus Prime of the Liu family, who was going to share half of the country with him.

"I've never asked for anything so strange. Liu Qingtian stretched out his index finger, and the spiritual power lingered between his fingers, and then condensed into a verdant finger sword, which circled around his index finger.

Airplanes.

A sound sounded behind Liu Qingtian, and the He Lian Cup, which was originally slapped on the ground by Liu Qingtian, actually rose into the air and attacked him.

Liu Qingtian snorted coldly, his left hand reached out, his five fingers slightly bent into claws, and he held the box cup that barely maintained a yellow halo in his hand.

The cyan cup buzzed in his hand, refusing to stop.

"Is there such a benefit to recognizing the Lord with blood, and it is even a spiritual weapon savior, or do you Zhao Mingting still have the strength to control it now?" Liu Qingtian looked at the bloody man trapped in the wall and couldn't move, and asked.

Liu Qingtian didn't wait for him to answer, and then he flicked his fingers again, and the verdant finger sword shot at Zhao Mingting.

"Ahh ”

The first floor of the Khotanese Pavilion echoed with Zhao Mingting's wail.

The wall collapsed with a bang, and Zhao Mingting, who was trapped in it, was buried under the wall.

Liu Qingtian stood motionless, waiting for him to crawl out from under the rubble.

An arm stretched out from under the stone suddenly, and then Zhao Mingting, who was covered in blood, crawled out from below, sat on the wall and gasped for breath.

Zhao Mingting suddenly raised his head and looked at Liu Qingtian fiercely, because the left and right shoulder blades were nailed into the finger sword, and now as long as he moved a little, his whole body would be spasmed with pain, he smiled and said, "Is this what you Liu Qingtian can do?"

Liu Qingtian smiled slightly and said, "First of all, I am not Wang Youjun, so your agitation method is useless to me. Besides, you are not Ji Ge, so you use the agitation method in vain. ”

"Frankly, I really wouldn't dare kill you. Liu Qingtian added, "But if you abolish your cultivation, I think you can still do it within the rules." Who told you that Zhao Mingting's skills are not as good as others, and his cultivation is not enough?"

"Right? ”

Liu Qingtian took a step forward, and the spiritual power here raged again, directly attacking Zhao Mingting.

"Why is Brother Qingtian so aggressive?" a deep voice resounded from the first floor.

Gu Qiyue saw that there was no one beside him except Xu Qingchuan, and the chair in the previous position was still there.

Without waiting for Gu Qiyue to ask, Xu Qingchuan shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, and said, "I didn't see it clearly." ”

Xin Tingzhi appeared on the first floor of the Khotan Pavilion and stood in front of Zhao Mingting.

With a wave of his wide sleeves, he easily blocked the raging spiritual power.

"I watched upstairs early in the morning, and now that everyone is being beaten up like this, are you coming down late?" Liu Qingtian looked at Xin Tingzhi, who appeared here "suddenly", and said with a smile.

"There are some things that I don't tell the court, and he understands them. It's better to bleed now than to lose your life in the future, so Brother Liu's words about dividing our brothers should not be said again. ”

Xin Tingzhi said again: "But seeing that my master is injured but still motionless, this kind of subordinate slave is really undesirable." ”

After speaking, he looked to the side, and raised his hand with a flick of his fingers.

The little guy who had been hiding next to the cabinet was pierced through his head by a spiritual power and died on the spot.

It is a violation of ancestral rules to kill people of the same kind.

Liu Qingtian can't do it, but it doesn't mean that Xin Tingzhi can't do it, not to mention that he is still a slave of the Zhao family.

Human life is like grass mustard, and life is like ants.

That's what I said.

"The dignified believer Yushu took a subordinate to vent his anger, which really opened my eyes. Liu Qingtian sneered and said.

"Can you still stand up?" Xin Tingzhi asked bluntly without turning around.

Zhao Mingting, who had been sitting on the rubble on the wall, did not have the same attitude as before, and there was no one arrogant and fierce in his eyes at this time.

He nodded, didn't say a word, and climbed straight up from the rubble.

The figure staggered towards the counter.

Xin Tingzhi saw Zhao Mingting, who was so sluggish, and said: "Brother Liu has made a good way to kill people. ”

Liu Qingtian waved his hand and denied: "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't kill anyone." As for whether or not to punish the heart, I am telling the truth. ”

Zhao Mingting glanced up at him, smiled bitterly, and then lowered his head again, but the hatred in the depths of his eyes was getting deeper and deeper.