When Chu Jianghua heard this, he suddenly felt a burst of excitement in his chest, and asked with a smile on his face:

"There are four more stunners like this?"

He Qi smiled, and he had a little contempt for this straw bun boy in his heart.

Li Cheng continued: "The four servants of this spring breeze are Xichun, Nianxia, Autumn, and Winter......"

"The name is good, the name is good" Chu Jianghua shook his head and said: "It's very poetic"

The straw boy didn't think there was anything wrong with interrupting someone.

Li Cheng replied impatiently:

"The master of the Flower Pavilion was a famous talent before he became a monk, so it is normal to give the maid a name that is out of the ordinary.

I heard that when he was young, he played the piano and painted, and he was able to do everything, and he was well-known in the literary world, but unfortunately his eyes were above the top of everything, but he was not on the list for three consecutive exams, and he left home in a fit of anger.

The name of the law is called Huitong, and soon after becoming a monk, he unexpectedly obtained the fairy fate, and at this time, the temperament of the lord of the flower pavilion changed greatly, and he was no longer as young and frivolous as before, but became a person with eight faces.

This Spring Breeze Pavilion was founded by him, and in addition to the four attendants of the Spring Breeze, he also collected many beautiful women in the mundane world......"

Given that this He Yulan is next to him, Li Cheng is not easy to elaborate, but everyone knows the role and purpose of this flower monk to collect women from the mortal world.

He Qi secretly thought to himself that the four servants of the Spring Breeze had seen two, and they were not necessarily very powerful, and most of the people who made Yue Laodao scruple were the flower monk himself.

"What kind of cultivation is the master of the Flower Pavilion?" it was rare for this Chu Gongzi to ask a key point.

Li Cheng said with an embarrassed face: "I don't know about this."

Yue Laodao, who closed his eyes and recuperated, said quietly: "Monk Hua, he is a mid-stage cultivator.

The inheritance he obtained is relatively complete, unlike the inheritance obtained by the old man, there is only a method of practicing weapons, and the experience of fighting the method has to be explored by himself."

There was a hint of inferiority in Yue Laodao's words, and He Qi secretly thought that it was no wonder that this Yue Laodao didn't dare to start when he saw the two women revealing their identities.

Thinking about it, with his cultivation in the early stage of the fugue, coupled with the fact that he was not good at fighting, it was normal for him not to dare to completely tear his face with the flower monk of the Spring Breeze Pavilion.

"Rest late at night, and talk about it tomorrow if you have something," Yue Yulan said.

Then, in He Qi's stunned eyes, the woman turned the strange magic weapon taken out of the storage bag into a large wooden bed with a pink gauze tent hanging on the bed.

He Qi had seen someone with a fairy palace, but it was the first time that a low-level monk like this had carried a bed with him, and he had lived two lives.

This is too unbearable, and when he saw this scene, he also guessed why Yue Laodao had hand training skills, and there was no shortage of spirit stones, but his precious granddaughter only led the fourth layer of spirits.

Yue Yulan crossed over to the bed and waved her hand, and layers of mist poured out of the thin gauze tent to cover everything inside.

The moon fell and the stars sank, everything was quiet, He Qi suddenly smelled a very light fragrance with his eyes closed, his heart suddenly became alert, and he hurriedly urged the spiritual power to spread out the shield.

Zhihai Yuelun turned around and found a monk in black standing outside the temple dozens of zhang, this person will be holding an offering of incense to worship the gods in his hand.

The faint fragrance wafted out of the incense offering and was blown into the temple by the monks.

He Qi jumped up and raised his hand to slap it out, and the surging wind blew away the incense, and at the same time did not forget to shout "Senior Yue".

But when I looked back, the three brothers of the Li family of Yue Laodao staggered to the ground with the five people of Chu Caobao.

Originally, I thought that the sky would fall and there would be a high top, but Yue Laodao was lost and fell to the ground.

"What's your name?" Yue Yulan said in a daze.

Her "bed" still had a little bit of protection, but at this moment the mist almost disappeared, and the woman lifted the veil, her eyes sleepy.

He Qiyixi: "I'll drag the person outside, you quickly wake up Senior Yue and the others"

Yue Yulan's eyes were stupid, she shouldn't have understood the situation in front of her, she suddenly looked down and saw that she was only wearing a small coat, and hurriedly wrapped her hands around her chest, and then her body fell limply on the bed.

He raised his shoulders and shrugged very impatiently, this time he had to hold up alone, and his feet bent out of the temple.

He Qi released his divine sense, and found that this person's aura was not weak, it was even stronger than Yue Lao Dao, at least it should be the early stage of the fugue cultivation, "Senior, what do you mean by this?"

The person outside the temple was also swept away, and when he saw that He Qi only had a fifth-level cultivation of the spirit induction, he immediately laughed:

"You wait for the evil cultivators to harm the common people, the old man will do the right thing for the heavens tonight"

This person's voice shook the temple's arrogant posture and strong murderous intent, and he looked at this person's clear and thin face, and his silver beard was full of energy.

This person is not at all like a person in the evil path, and it is true that on the road of cultivating immortals, some people with ill intentions are more terrifying than evil cultivators.

He Qi's face turned pale and a little frightened, and he smiled as he stepped forward: "Did the seniors misunderstand, we are all righteous monks."

If you don't believe it, you can go in and take a look, there are the predecessors of Changhua Mountain, and there is Li Gongzi of the Li family cottage in the Funiu Mountains."

"Hmph, the remnants of blood cultivation, you still dare to quibble! Usually you hide deep enough, but you still can't escape my Yan San's eyes"

The silver-bearded old man reprimanded him sternly and asked, "Tell me honestly why you are not afraid of the old man's fascination."

He Qi replied in a low voice: "The younger generation is the descendant of the clan, and he was favored by his grandfather and rewarded with a jade to ward off evil spirits."

The evil jade can only ward off poison and evil spirits, but it also has a certain effect on suppressing demons, such treasures Yinxu Yansan has seen in Fang City, but the asking price is too high, he can only sigh.

At this time, when he heard that He Qi had an evil jade, he was immediately overjoyed.

Yan San asked with a smile in his eyes, "Who is your grandfather?"

He Qi replied: "It's Yu Pingcheng's Yufeng real person"

Yan San's smile condensed, he had to be in the Dragon and Tiger Realm to be called a real person, and this real person who resisted the wind was famous for protecting his shortcomings.

When He Qi saw this, when he was surprised, the color of respectful laughter disappeared immediately, and a cold light shot in his eyes, and at the same time, the five fingers closed one by one, and a faint cyan crescent moon flew out.

There was a soft "poof" sound.

The wind swept through like lightning, cutting Yan San, who had previously threatened to do the Heavenly Dao, in half, and blood flowed all over the ground.

He Qi whispered to himself:

"How good should I be, it's just this half-baked level, it's not good to stay at home, and I still learn to rob"

This kind of Giant Wind Blade is not the limit of He Qi, but this kind of Wind Blade formed by the convergence of five Wind Blades is better than making a quick move.

For monks who are good at killing, killing their opponents is often the most effective spell, not the most powerful spell.

It's like being able to stab an opponent to death with a short dagger, why bother to swing a few hundred catties of magic rods to smash the opponent.

He Qi was very satisfied with the wind blade just now, and instantly killed a fugue monk by leaping over the level.

It's just that the smug color has not disappeared yet, and the blood in that place seems to have spirituality, drop by drop flies in the air.

In an instant, it merged into a blood-colored human head, this human head had all five facial features, and it was Yan San's appearance.

"Blood cultivation!" He raised his eyelids: "You thief shouted to catch the thief, Xuanying Village did it!"

Yan San shouted: "Boy, you destroy my body and cut off my immortal path, I will break your body into thousands of pieces, and scatter your bones to ashes." ”

He Qi said with a smile: "There are too many people who want to kill the master, and you can't get in line."