On a broken gourd, there sat two Jindan monks, a man and a woman.

The male cultivator had white hair and wrinkled faces, and looked weathered and very old, and his robe was half-worn and gray, as if he was trying to maintain his dignity.

His appearance and clothing are very commensurate with the broken gourd, but is it a woman......

The broken gourd is slow and leisurely, the speed is not fast, and the wind is not so strong.

They faced the wind, and the wind also blew the nun's hanging sideburns, revealing her distant mountain eyebrows and autumn pupils, which were sparkling at will, and the bright red clothes added to the bright colors and style.

However, she is obviously a little incompatible with the broken gourd and the old man.

As a result, the nun frowned and said to the male cultivator with white hair: "I'm hungry......"

The white-haired male cultivator glared at her, as if he dared not speak angrily, but he still took out a storage bag and took out a few snacks from it.

The nun smiled and picked up a piece of peach blossom cake, tasted it carefully, it seemed to taste good, she said casually: "Why should this thing be served with tea, do you have tea?"

The male repaired his forehead, and he didn't want to swagger, but the person in front of him was a swagger.

But no matter how slanderous he was in his heart, he still dutifully brewed a cup of flower and fruit tea for the female cultivator.

"Uh-huh......" With tea and snacks, the nun looked very satisfied.

Seeing this, the old male cultivator said cautiously, "Your Excellency...... Do you want to change into a disguised attire?"

The nun threw the black hair that fell to her chest behind her: "Why?"

"Swagger!"

"So what? People live for a lifetime, maybe they will be eaten by others at any time, and they have to be swaggering and swaggering!" The nun ate another piece of snacks and said casually: "Besides, I like to pretend to be a beautiful little lady, which is very interesting." ”

The male cultivator was surprised at first, but when he heard the words at this moment, his face had turned blank: "So, please please, please." ”

The gourd flew slowly, very close to their purpose.

Since the Demon Dao War more than 10,000 years ago, the pattern of Chenhua has been clear and clear, each area has its own characteristics, and the destination they want to go to is called Ze.

Ze is next to Wanxi Forest Valley, and listening to the name, it is also a watery place.

But in fact, although the terrain of Wanxi Forest Valley is tortuous, with many insects, many streams, and many trees, and the environment is not unique, there are still sects like the Beast Control Sect, and the existence of some other sect forces, and Gu cultivators are also haunted at the bottom of this stream forest valley all year round, so no matter how good the Wanxi Forest Valley is, it is also a place where monks can overcome and practice.

Danzig was a different story.

There are "ten evil places" in the Chenhua realm, in the extreme north, the boundary eternal cliff in the heavenly snowfield, because its moat is considered one; the endless thousands of miles of mountains, because it is blocked between the Rubik's Cube domain and the twin islands, there are countless fierce and evil people, it is also counted as one; and the abyss of ten thousand demons in the Rubik's Cube domain is also counted as one.

But these places are not as good as Ze.

Ze ranks first among the top ten bad places in Chenhua.

The broken gourd shook for a while, and the beautiful woman cultivated: "You want to pretend to be asking for food? Where can you find such a broken gourd?"

The old man smiled silently.

"It's about to get to the border, you can find a place to come down. ”

The male cultivator is as good as a stream, and the controller of the gourd flying magic weapon slowly lands.

As soon as the gourd fell to the ground, a smell mixed with sulfur, saltpeter, and flames rushed into the nasal cavity.

They looked far away, and saw the smoke and smoke in the distance, floating in all directions, and the stones that did not grow a single grass, not far away, were flowing magma and hot stones.

From a distance, it was a golden autumn scene, a little red, but because of the smoke of gunpowder, a layer of black was shrouded in this red.

Black smoke floats and a heat wave hits.

Zeben has no Ze, and the magma is self-contained. And the word is from the sky, and autumn is the day.

Autumn is gold, and it is a lot of mines, few creatures, and many dangerous roads.

A man and a woman, an old man and a young man, stood on foot on the boulder on the edge of Ze, and the old male cultivator asked, "Where should I go?"

The beautiful nun touched her smooth hair and pointed in a direction.

The old man stopped talking, and rolled on the edge of his mouth: "Before, why did Your Excellency suddenly come to Ze?"

The nun walked ahead, like a child, jumping from one boulder to another: "Didn't you say it all? I've been to other places almost, think about it, except for the Boundary Eternal Cliff, I haven't been here, I always have to come to enjoy it. ”

The old male cultivator nodded, and was about to speak, but suddenly pulled out the sword at his waist.

The nun raised her eyebrows, almost overjoyed.

Someone's coming!

"Hahaha! Look at that old man, he actually hung his sword on his waist, he didn't even have a storage bag, right?"

"Scared! I don't even have a storage bag, so I'll rob a piece of!"

"Well, you can't say that, the old man is of little use, but look at the nun...... Tsk......"

"Tsk, it's a water spirit! Don't talk nonsense, you go and clean up the old man, and I'll deal with the woman. ”

"I'm supposed to deal with the woman, right?"

Dying Male Cultivator: ...... Do you have to talk to your opponent about your strategy first?

"Then let's deal with the old man together!"

The robbers finally agreed on a plan and reached an agreement, and the old male cultivator, who was the target, clenched the sword in his hand and prepared to attack.

Suddenly......

"You can't kill my father!" the nun prostrate on the ground, her face stained with tears, more like rain hitting begonias, delicate.

The old man's hand holding the sword couldn't help shaking.

The expression on his face was a little cracked, Daddy?

The two robbers didn't expect the nun to suddenly open their mouths for help, and the machete, which was halfway through the attack, smashed on the stone, and the stone shattered.

The female cultivator looked ashamed: "The two of you...... Two Taoist friends. ”

The old male cultivator, who was called "Daddy" by the female cultivator, trembled in his face, and said in his heart, this is really good at singing and writing.

Let me ask, what is it like to be killed by the head of the evil cultivator and call him "Daddy"?

"Hey, hey, I just looked at it from a distance and found that this woman was extraordinary, and now when I look closely, I almost can't stand, and when she looks at me like this, I am half crisp up and down!"

Xu is in his own territory, don't worry, the two robbers don't bother to wear two masked scarves for robbing houses. At this moment, they have come to the front, both of them are black and red, burly, they look very brave, and they both have Yuanying cultivation.

It's no wonder they can talk and discuss at will what to do with the two who just appeared.

"Since the old man is your own father, then I will spare his life for your sake, but what are you ......" One of the robbers stretched out a finger and lifted the chin of the beautiful woman.

The nun blinked with a pair of autumn eyes, full of shame.

"Oh, I can't stand it, or we'll be here, right?"

The robber was distracted, and the other smiled: "Take the earth as the seat and the sky as the quilt, why not?"

"Hahaha......"

Poof!

The robber's laughter did not stop, and a sword passed through his dantian.

He lowered his head, and saw the tip of the sword passing through his abdomen, he turned his head in disbelief and pointed at the old male cultivator: "You...... You ......"

Then he popped and fell to the ground.

In another place, the beautiful woman twisted the neck of another robber.

Then he kicked his head into the magma not far away, and muttered, "I'm used to eating cooked food, but I don't like to give birth too much, and the blood stinks." 2k reading network