"Huh!

The purple-robed Taoist didn't have the heart to talk to the two of them more, so he pinched his finger and pointed at the long sword behind the back of the little boy beside him, and the three-foot Qingfeng broke through the air, and let out a sword groan!

Xiao Guangling's hands were trembling at the moment, and he couldn't use his strength at all, how could he resist now?

Seeing that the purple-robed Taoist was pinching the guiding sword, and there was a condensed silver scale mad Jiao guarding the sword array, he secretly took a deep breath and stepped forward to meet it.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Qingqing curled his snake tail according to his feet and said lazily.

"Little waste, don't toss. A hundred or so disciples of a nameless sect have beaten you so much that you are about to vomit blood, and you are really not ashamed. ”

“......”

Xiao Guangling frowned and was secretly displeased, but the girl slowly and leisurely protected him in front of him, looking at the group of Qingshanguan disciples and the purple-robed Daoist.

"It's too late, we're not fighting, we'll come back tomorrow. ”

"Joke! What do you think this place is! How can you come as you want, and go as you want!"

The purple-robed Taoist was furious when he heard this, and he pointed his sword at him, only listening to the sound of Zheng! He couldn't even see the cold light of the flying sword, but the next second he heard a muffled sound of "bang"!

The sharp sword aura shook the surrounding forests, and Xiao Guangling looked at the flying sword in front of him with bursts of spiritual light in dismay, but he was shocked for a while.

Within three steps, the momentum of the flying sword could even make the corners of his clothes fly violently, but he was blocked from three steps and could not enter!

Qingqing looked at the purple-robed Taoist in the distance with a leisurely face, but a hint of banter flashed inadvertently in her eyes.

In the face of the provocation, the purple-robed Taoist stared at each other, snorted coldly, and the aura on the sword finger flashed into a purple rune!

At the same time, the momentum of the flying sword that exuded spiritual light rose by three points, forcing Xiao Guangling, who was seriously injured, to even take a half step back!

But Qingqing still had a leisurely face, and she didn't even mean to pinch her fingers at all!

Still can't make an inch!

The purple-robed Daoist tried so hard to resist the sword, but he still couldn't advance an inch! Seeing that the situation was not right, the disciples of Qingshanguan shouted in unison, "Destroy the demons and evils!"

The silver-scaled mad Jiao with the condensed flying sword suddenly flew and attacked, and the purple-robed Taoist didn't care about losing face, with a twist of his wrist, the sword pointed and instigated, instigating the flying sword to return to its position, just doing the purple eyes of the silver-scaled mad Jiao!

The finishing touch, the spirit at a glance!

The momentum on the silver-scaled mad Jiao's body skyrocketed instantly, setting off a fierce wind, and all the green bricks on the ground were also lifted!

For a moment, I saw dust all over the sky, like a tornado storm!

And before this strong wind, Xiao Guangling just wanted to step forward to help, but saw Qingqing casually take off a jade hosta from his hair.

I didn't see the finger pinching trick, but I saw that the hosta treasure was magnificent, and the wind set off by the silver-scaled madness was three steps away!

It's not just a broken move, it's completely a crushing of strength!

The disciple of Qingshan Guan was still gritting his teeth to urge the flying sword, but the purple-robed Taoist was depressed, and his face was pale.

The flying sword that lost its array eye, and the silver-scaled mad Jiao naturally lost its momentum. Seeing that this was wrong, several disciples hurriedly put away their flying swords and hurriedly said with concern.

"Master!"

"Master, how are you?"

“......”

Seeing that the momentum of the crowd in Qingshanguan had dispersed, Qingqing casually took back the hosta hanging in front of him, and still put it on his head with his hair.

"Hurry up, little waste~ Don't look at it, they haven't embarrassed you yet, what are you looking at. ”

"Young Girl......"

"Call the sound lady to try?"

“......”

While speaking, the girl waved her snake tail and walked leisurely down the mountain, Xiao Guangling wanted to get the little white fox back, but the disciple of Qingshan Guan was not injured.

Now that the girl is gone, if he hastily steps forward to ask, he may be stabbed head-on by a sword.

After hesitating for a moment, he still pursed his lips, covered his chest and staggered after Qingqing.

......

"Why don't you help me get the little fox back?"

"Why? Ask yourself why. With a dog face, I didn't expect it to be really a dog. ”

The mountain road is long, seeing Qingqing leisurely swaying in front, Xiao Guangling secretly frowned but still didn't have the confidence to ask anything.

Qingqing's strength is so strong, it is surprising to say that it is unexpected, but it is actually reasonable. Otherwise, Yang Jian would not have let the golden retriever boy go to her.

Even if you think about it carefully, this girl was called by Yang Jian at the beginning, and maybe she was angry with Yang Jian, so she didn't go to the Cloud Heavenly Palace.

It's just that he doesn't have the heart to think about these trivial matters at the moment, just a little worried about the situation of the little white fox at the moment.

After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't rest assured, and he turned around and planned to go to Qingshan Temple again.

Unexpectedly, Qingqing, who was wandering around in the forest, said leisurely.

"The surname is Xiao, do you really think that your life is long?"

"I don't have to worry about the little fox. ”

"Wow, can you stop being so tired of a big man?"

The girl spat lightly with disdain, and when she looked back at his dark face, she couldn't help but sneer.

"The surname is Xiao, do you know what the protégés of Qingshan Guan are?"

"I don't know. ”

"The highest is only the Yudan Realm. ”

Xiao Guangling didn't quite understand what this Yudan realm meant for a while, and the girl had already swam in front of him with a snake tail, and raised her hand and gave him a snap of her fingers.

"What an uninspiring realm is the Xiao Cultivator, your surname Xiao has also inherited the magic power of the Xuanyuan Tomb's Ten Thousand Years Spirit Peach, and you have even performed the Blood Boiling Technique and can't beat those little Taoists? Are you a dog or a pig!"

“...... It's too much. ”

"The old lady is just too much!"

While speaking, the girl was about to give him a backhand slap, but Xiao Guangling was not slow to react, grabbed her wrist quickly, and said with a cold face.

"I don't care what you want to see in me, the priority now is to get the little fox back. I don't have time to argue with you. ”

He had been injured by the sword array laid by the disciples of Qingshan Guan before, and although he had been cured of his internal injuries by the Qingmang of the Spirit Peach Ancient Wood at this moment, the blood at the corner of his mouth had not been erased.

Not to mention that the corners of his mouth are a little bloody, with his indifferent face, he really has a little sense of arrogance and coldness in his life.

Qingqing couldn't help but flush her peach blossom heart for a blink of an eye, but when she came back to her senses, she slapped his hand away, slapped it, and said angrily.

"The dog thing is pretty handsome. ”

“......”

Xiao Guangling was silent, but there was still no sense of relaxation in his eyes.

Qingqing saw that his dog's temper came up and knew that he couldn't persuade him, tilted his head and looked at the mountain road, and said.

"That's fine, you can go and get that little fox back now. ”