"More than 17 years old, cardamom tips in early February, spring breeze ten miles of Yangzhou Road, roll up the bead curtain is not as good. Bai Suzhen read this poem and said, "This poem is really the best description of a woman's appearance, right?"

Xu Xian coughed dryly and didn't speak.

He knew that it must be Xiaoqing who was sneaking like Bai Suzhen to sue him again. You don't have to guess to know that this hymn he wrote to Xu Mu'e at random must have been added to by Xiaoqing and told Bai Suzhen.

The purpose is to destroy the relationship between the two.

Bai Suzhen glanced at Xu Xian with a smile, and said with a sigh: "After this poem spread, I heard that there are already many people who compare a woman's seventeen-year-old age to a cardamom year! This Xu Mu'e girl is really so beautiful, let Hanwen you travel all over Hangzhou Mansion, and you can't find a second one that can be compared?"

This Xiaoqing is really not simple, it is really difficult to find anyone who can compare with her, so black that she can be said to be white, and white can also be said to be black.

However, Xu Xian didn't panic at all, he didn't rush to explain when he heard this, but suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Suzhen's Qianqian Su hand, and asked rhetorically: "Suzhen, are you jealous?"

This is not the first time the two have held hands, Xu Xian tried it on a date a few days ago, and fortunately Bai Suzhen just stopped Xu Xian and didn't slap him away. Later, Xu Xian tried several times, and Bai Suzhen's drinking stopped having no effect, and it was useless.

The little hand was held in the palm of Xu Xian's wide and powerful hand, Bai Suzhen's face turned red when she rubbed it, and she didn't have the heart to ask Xu Xian, so she replied shyly: "Which ...... How can there be jealousy. ”

Xu Xian smiled, looked at her appearance and said, "It's okay to be jealous, you look very beautiful when you're jealous." ”

The thousand-year-old snake demon Bai Suzhen actually ate other women's flying vinegar like a child, which is really a very interesting thing, and it is also a thing that makes Xu Xian feel a great sense of accomplishment.

This is an existence that is about to become a heavenly immortal, how difficult it is to make her so moving.

This shows that Bai Suzhen has become more and more accustomed to Xu Xian's existence, and the 'Suzhen Raiders' are getting closer and closer to success.

Maybe it won't take long for the 'lady' who has been holding back for a long time to be able to shout openly!

Just when Xu Xian was about to take advantage of this opportunity to further expand the results of the battle, Bai Suzhen suddenly frowned, and a hand that was not held by Xu Xian stretched out and pinched the jade finger to quickly calculate the drill and carry out the deduction.

"No! The old lady who was the carp spirit we rescued on the edge of the West Lake was in danger of her life!" Bai Suzhen said.

The way of deduction, it is difficult to predict the future for too long, and even Da Luo Tianxian cannot accurately calculate what the result is. But what is about to happen is easier to predict.

Bai Suzhen couldn't guess whether Old Lady Bai was a curse or a blessing before, but when she was in a catastrophe, she immediately sensed it.

Xu Xian was also shocked when he heard this, and he didn't care about other charming thoughts, and immediately said: "This Dragon King of the Qiantang River, is it really going to go back on his word?"

Bai Suzhen nodded, took Xu Xian Tengyun to drive the fog, and hurried towards the place where the Qiantang River Dragon Palace General was located.

However, Xu Xian has not yet formed a primordial infant, nor has he cultivated into a yang god, there is no way for the yang god to go out of the body for thousands of miles, and he does not know how to fly, if he rushes to the Qiantang River Dragon Palace by himself, I am afraid that the daylily will be cold.

......

......

The mighty Qiantang River suddenly broke off from the middle, and Mo Lie walked up from the water with a peony as if stepping on a ladder. Peony saw the old lady and Fang Zhongyong beside her, who was tortured and stubborn to the point that she didn't cry, but at this time, she suddenly left tears.

"Mother, Zhongyong!" Peony cried out in a mournful voice, with both joy and endless grievances in her voice.

I was happy because I saw that her most important two people had nothing to do, and the grievance was because of what happened to her.

Seeing that Peony was still alive, the old lady and Fang Zhongyong were also relieved, and the old lady hurriedly said, "Prince Molie, please let my daughter go." Didn't Lord Dragon King say last time that this matter would be over?"

Mo Lie was unhappy in his heart, he thought that only the old lady came to find his daughter, but he didn't expect that there was a man next to him, who seemed to be the lover of Peony.

He sneered: "This matter is stopped, that is no longer to punish you, my father did not say that I will not accept your daughter as a concubine! No matter what, Peony will be born as my person, and death as my ghost!" The implication is that he is ready that even if Peony begs for death, he will not let go.

Fang Zhongyong took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, stepped forward and said, "Peony has decided to marry me as his wife, and we already have a marriage contract, so please also ask Prince Long to raise his noble hand and fulfill us." ”

Morel said disdainfully: "What kind of thing are you, and you are qualified to come and talk to me!"

Fang Zhongyong's eyes were piercing, and he said: "Dali Dynasty Xiucai, Confucian Confucian Fang Zhongyong!"

Confucian students?

Hearing this identity, Mo Lie was a little surprised in his heart. I don't know how many Xiucai of the Dali Dynasty are, he doesn't care about it at all, but there are very few Confucian scholars, representing the genius of Confucianism.

Even if it was him, he didn't dare to kill easily.

However, not daring to be a killer does not mean that he can't teach a lesson, and sneered: "What about Confucianism? Let me teach you a good lesson today, a scholar who doesn't know the height of the sky!" After speaking, he used the power of water control, and a column of water on the river rose under his control, turning into a spear more than two meters long, and stabbed towards Fang Zhongyong.

"Don't!" Peony and Old Lady Bai didn't have time to stop it, this shot passed, and Fang Zhongyong had to lose half his life even if he didn't die.

Fang Zhongyong let out a low snort, the literary qi between heaven and earth gathered, and he shouted a word at the spear that stabbed him with all his strength: "Scatter!"

The menacing spear actually broke inch by inch and turned into drops of water.

This is not a Buddhist lion's roar, nor is it a Taoist mantra, but the literary tone of a scholar, who can turn simple and frequent words into powerful killing methods!

"Good boy!" Mo Lie saw this, his heart was even more angry, his hands opened at the same time, the Qiantang River behind him was surging, this time more than a dozen spears converged behind him, and then he waved his hands lightly, like ten thousand arrows in unison, all towards Fang Zhongyong.

Swish!

A simple magic weapon wolf brush appeared in Fang Zhongyong's hand, which was given to him by Xu Xianzeng before he went to the capital, just in case of accidents. When the jackal demon was first killed, it had a lot of hair, and Xu Xian made more than one brush.

The literary atmosphere between heaven and earth was surging, and although there was no ink on the wolf's brush, as Fang Zhongyong's pen slided, there were big black characters in the sky. You must know that Fang Zhongyong is slightly better than Xu Xian in the way of calligraphy, and when he has mana, calligraphy immediately becomes his most powerful means of attack.

After the characters were formed, they were suspended in front of Fang Zhongyong, and the spear that Mo Lie stabbed over seemed to be stabbed against an invisible wall. Although every time a shot came over, the words would tremble, or even collapse directly, but the wolf pen in Fang Zhongyong's hand did not stop, and after one word was broken, another word was formed, so he forcibly resisted many spears.

Mo Lie couldn't hold his face, the killing intent in his eyes was boiling and rolling, and he was blocked by his rival in love twice in a row, without achieving any effect, how could he stand it for the arrogant.

"Look for death!" he roared, and a clear dragon roar sounded between the heavens and the earth, and then he turned into an inky black dragon more than ten meters long, and killed Fang Zhongyong.

The dragon clan, their strongest killing method is not anything else, it is the power of their physical body! Especially for the dragon clan like Mo Lie, who has not yet controlled the river and has not become a water god, they cannot call the water power of the entire river, and what they are best at fighting is to use their incomparably arrogant physical body as the most powerful magic weapon.

Rumble!

A dragon swung its tail and smashed towards the Wen Qi wall in front of Fang Zhongyong, the Wen Qi Wall that had just resisted more than a dozen spears and still stood still, shattered in an instant, and Fang Zhongyong's whole person took several steps back because of this, and his blood was rolling. Seeing this, Mo Lie's huge eyes like lanterns showed a hint of pride, and he didn't stop there, but instead tore away towards Fang Zhongyong with a dragon claw like a heavenly dragon net.

Fang Zhongyong's eyes were cracking, and the anger in his heart burned to the extreme, he didn't expect this Qiantang Jianglong Prince to be so fierce, not only did he not let people go, but he also dared to be so ruthless. With all his strength, he waved the wolf brush in his hand again, writing defensively. A cruel smile appeared in Mo Lie's eyes, under his grasp, the power was terrifying to the extreme, not only Fang Zhongyong's glyph was shattered, but even the simple magic weapon wolf brush in his hand was actually broken by the wolf and turned into flying ashes.

The magic weapons are all destroyed!

As for Fang Zhongyong himself, under the oppression of such a powerful force, if he was struck by lightning, his body was cracked, and a lot of blood flowed out, and the whole person flew out upside down, unstable on his feet.

Old Lady Bai wanted to help, but she was too old, and her cultivation was already in a state of regression, and she was easily fanned away by Mo Lie.

"Look what you're using to block it this time!" the black dragon laughed wildly, this time he didn't use his physical strength to attack again, but once again gathered a water gun and stabbed towards Fang Zhongyong.

Rumble!

The spear penetrated through the body, and then re-made water droplets.

And the peony's body, like a kite with a broken string, fell beside Fang Zhongyong, and blood overflowed from his nose, ears, and mouth.

Just now, Mo Lie only cared about fighting with Fang Zhongyong, and didn't care about her anymore, so he gave her a chance to help.

"Peony!" Fang Zhongyong hugged Peony's body, looking at him who was seriously injured, roaring madly and heartbreaking. His eyes instantly turned blood-red, and the blood vessels all over his body were revealed, and when he was young, his hair began to turn white at this moment!

"Take my mother with you, don't fight any more, you're not his opponent yet!" Peony said with blood in her mouth.

Buzz!

The aura between heaven and earth surged to the extreme, Fang Zhongyong's eyes turned inky black, and his aura became extremely strange at this time, and began to grow rapidly.

The black dragon was also shocked at this time, he didn't expect Peony to sacrifice his life to save Fang Zhongyong at such a time. But in addition to shock, he was more than regretful, but angry!

Because Fang Zhongyong is his rival in love, Peony wants to help Fang Zhongyong so much at the cost of his own life, where is he?

Therefore, he let out a low roar, and in anger, he attacked and killed Fang Zhongyong again.

"Give me my life!!" Fang Zhongyong was no longer defensive this time, his gray hair was flying in the wind, and his own soul soared, instantly stepping into the Yin God Realm, and after absorbing the Wen Qi between heaven and earth into his body, after some kind of strange transformation, it became extremely terrifying and destructive.

It's even on par with the black dragon!

Although Fang Zhongyong had been injured in many parts during the competition, his clothes were stained red with blood, and the whole person was like a bloody man, but under his lifeless attack, the black dragon also flew with scales, and many pieces of flesh and blood fell.

It's already hard to come by.

You must know that Fang Zhongyong has just stepped into the Yin God Realm, and his foundation is unstable, while Mo Lie has stepped into the Yin God Realm for I don't know how many years, although he is still far from the Yuan Ying Realm, but with the terrifying body of the Dragon Clan, he is definitely the top battle in the Yin God Realm, and he is not much weaker than Xiao Qing.

Fang Zhongyong was able to fight him head-on, which showed how weird his state was at this time.

However, his state could not last after all, and after a while, he began to lack stamina, and his decline gradually appeared. And when the black dragon reached this point, the anger in his heart burned to the extreme, forgetting everything, and regardless of Fang Zhongyong's identity as a Confucian student, he only thought about killing first and then quickly, and his claws and tails were full of killing intent.

Just after Fang Zhongyong was slashed into the air, the black dragon took advantage of the victory to pursue and was about to kill him, the sword qi in the distance roared and shot out sharply, and at the same time, an angry voice sounded: "Evil beast!

Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen, all the way at the fastest speed, finally arrived at this time.

The sword roared and stabbed towards the black dragon, and Mo Lie was terrified, and he felt the danger of his life from this sword. Not daring to slack off, he hurriedly stopped the opponent's Zhongyong's attack, and gave birth to a dragon claw and tried his best to resist this sword.

But in the fight with Fang Zhongyong just now, he had already suffered a lot of injuries and was not in good shape. Coupled with the hasty battle, where can I resist Xu Xian's sword.

Shout!

At the same time, the sword qi swirled around and passed through the black dragon's body, leaving a huge blood hole!

"Father, save me!" the dragon groaned and the black dragon roared loudly and sank headlong into the water.

Xu Xian did not immediately pursue, but stopped beside Fang Zhongyong.

Seeing Xu Xian arrive, Fang Zhongyong's breath in his heart was released, and he suddenly languished, almost dying, but he didn't care about his injuries, and pleaded with Xu Xian: "Hanwen, Hanwen, help me save Peony...... Help me save her......"

(I didn't hold back and fell asleep last night, and the second chapter was not updated.) So today the 4,000-word chapter is made up.

Also, Peony will not die, and Fang Zhongyong will not die, I know that many book friends are very vulnerable, so I have revised the outline for this. Just don't abandon the book.

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