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However, even if he understood that Jia Jia's needle was hidden, Zhong Bugui did not have the slightest embarrassment on his face, but bowed to her: "It was my mistake, so I was rude." ”

He confessed his mistake so quickly, and so sincerely, Jia Jia couldn't bother with him anymore, so he kept silent and didn't mention it again. It's just that the bottom of his heart is clear: Zhong Bugui is really sleek, long-sleeved and good at dancing, no wonder in Shushan, even if he respects Mingyu Zhenren even if he is not the first leader in Shushan, he is also able to overwhelm the group cultivation and become the successor of the Wuji Sword, and once he took over, he was so many years.

Jia Jiasi and the master said that Zhong Bugui's strength in the Shushan male cultivator is equivalent to Ye Zhen's strength in the Shushan female cultivator. may not be much different in terms of strength, but their status is very different. Among them, there are certainly reasons for the teachers to inherit the exercises, but they are also inseparable from the character. This person, sleek, I really don't know why, I only look at Gu Lang differently, is the reason for slashing the divine sword? It seems that it is not, but it was Li Wuchen who held the divine sword later, although the person has fallen, but he really can't see the place where he looks at him differently at one o'clock. If it's strength, not to mention it, Jia Jia thinks that his current self is not much compared to him, except for that trick that he can't understand, it is really curious why he looks at Gu Lang differently.

Of course all this. I am afraid it will not be easy to get it from Zhong Bugui's mouth.

Jia Jia took a light breath. It's getting late. After sending Zhong Bugui to the guest house with Gu Lang, he turned around and left.

How did Zhong Bugui have anything to do with her? How did the Shushan monk think about it, and what did he have to do with her? Jia Jia's eyes were clear, and he meditated until dawn. Calculating the time, some of the spirit plants in the Chaos Legacy that are to be handed over to the sect have matured, but Jia Jia is not ready to hand over so early, perhaps invisibly, how to hide his strength on the point of Jia Jia has a deeper understanding of the previous matter. The sooner he made the handover, the more the sect would think that the chaotic legacy mana on Jia Jia's body was boundless. I have to say that human monks always have infinite imagination for other people's things that are close at hand but cannot be explored, and Jia Jia can't afford to gamble on this.

In the next few days, Jia Jia and Gu Lang were almost incompatible, and began to live in seclusion, and their unwelcome to Zhong Bugui was really obvious.

It's a pity that the two of them are still a little thinner than Zhong Bu when they returned, and after waiting for a few days, they didn't see the two of them come out of their residence. Zhong Bugui naturally understood that the two of them did not welcome him.

If you are an ordinary person, you will stop thinking about it. However, Zhong Bugui was not an ordinary person, he raised his eyebrows, curled the corners of his lips with great interest, walked to the courtyard adjacent to the two, smiled at the two equally closed doors, and after a while, he turned around and walked straight to the Donglai Pavilion.

After a cup of tea, Jia Jia and Gu Lang, who were adjacent to each other, frowned and stood up almost at the same time, looking at the transmission of the master in their hands and crying and laughing.

There is no way, the sky and the earth are big, and they are not as big as the orders of the master. Jia Jia took a deep breath, got up, pushed the door and walked out of the house, and saw Zhong Bugui grinning, dazzled by the person with white teeth and smile, turned his head to look at Gu Lang, who was also frowning on the side, stepped forward with a cold face, and called dryly: "Zhong Daoyou." "It's kind of a hello.

Zhong Bugui was reluctant to see the two, and took out a flying boat with great interest, the flying boat was long in the wind, and it stopped when it was dozens of zhang long, turned back and smiled at the two, stepped up, and beckoned to the two: "Since the three of us went to the nearby Qingxia Valley to hunt beasts, it is better for Zhong to take the two of them on a ride, how about it?"

Jia Jia and Gu Lang both frowned and stepped forward.

Zhong Bugui urged the spiritual power in his hand, pulled down the handle of the flying boat, urged the spiritual power with a smile, and moved forward.

Surrounded by clouds on both sides, it is within easy reach. Jia Jia stretched out her hand to brush the clouds, as if she had gathered a light veil, which made people squint comfortably.

Gu Lang stood aside and watched her movements silently, Zhong Bugui said this without a stubble, and after talking for a long time, he realized that no one paid attention to him, and he couldn't help but look back with some interest, it didn't matter if he turned around, but just when he turned around, he saw a bright yellow thing swooping straight towards him, with a sharp whistling sound, and the sharp beak was like an iron hook straight towards his face.

Zhong Bugui's body was short, and he narrowly passed by the yellow thing, and his peach blossom eyes opened sharply, it was actually a yellow sharp-beaked eagle, his eyes were red, and the demonic energy on his body made Zhong Bugui, who had always been indulged in the aura of the righteous path, extremely uncomfortable, raised his hand and unsheathed the Wuji Sword, and stabbed straight at the sharp-billed eagle with a sword that pierced the dawn, but this sword encountered a nameless obstacle before it reached the air.

Zhong Bu is cultivated as having entered and exited the body, even when the monks are making rapid progress today, the out-of-body monks are also extremely rare existences, and it can be said that one out of ten thousand on weekdays, one out of 100,000 is not an exaggeration. The tip of the sword is fluorescent, although it is just a casual wave of Zhong Bugui, but in the end, it is an out-of-body monk, even if it is a casual wave, the power is not comparable to that of ordinary monks, not to mention that the Wuji Sword is a token of the head of Shu Mountain, and it is as famous as the God Slashing Knife, and it is a famous artifact in the world.

Although the changes here happened in an instant, Jia Jia and Gu Lang turned back at the same time, following the prestige, but seeing that the nameless obstacle came from the bottom up, forming a wall of water, the wall was steaming, imitating flowers in the fog, and the Qinghui Wuji Sword struggled to beat twice, but finally lost its aura with a "ding" and fell from mid-air.

The spiritual power in Zhong Bugui's hand turned sharply, and Jia Jia only felt that the flying boat capsized, and the whole person fell backwards.

"Be careful. In the dimness, a hand pulled her in time, the warm touch made her heart warm, and when she was about to speak, the flying boat capsized and spun back, Zhong Bugui always showed a somewhat ugly look on his face with a smile, holding the Wuji Sword in his hand, and he didn't want to put it in the storage bag without thinking about it, and at the same time raised his hand and saluted, looking around with a heavy face: "Who is in front? This is Kunlun," Zhong Bugui said and looked down, but saw that the flying boat had already left Kunlun and went to Mingding City, so he made up again, "Mingding City." Don't you hear that Kunlun has a wonderful real person stationed in the sect, and you are not afraid?"

Jia Jia and Gu Lang glanced at each other, and they both saw a solemnity in each other's eyes: not to mention the others, they said that this is Mingding City in Kunlun, and the residual prestige of the first person in the world has not yet dispersed, so there are demon cultivators who come to Kunlun to spread the wilderness, and they really ignore the prestige of the Kunlun sect.

After a glance, the two of them shook their hands together, and the natal magic weapon was in their hands, and they changed into a solemn look.

The yellow sharp-billed eagle was so leisurely stuck in the air, as if it had been spelled out and did not move, and paused in the air stupidly.

With a movement under their feet, Jia Jia and Gu Lang had already walked to Zhong Bugui's side, looking around vigilantly.

In her busy schedule, Jia Jia glanced at Zhong Bugui on the side, and said in her heart: She is really a troublemaker, she has only been out for a day after so many days, and she has met a demon cultivator, and this kind of trouble-making physique really makes her dare not compliment Jia Jia.

With a sudden fluctuation of spiritual power, blood splashed in front of him, splashing several people's heads and faces, and they were extremely embarrassed.

After the sharp-billed eagle's body was exploded, there was a burst of laughter: "Hahaha, hahaha......"

Jia Jia stretched out her hand and pinched a water purification spell, wiped the blood beads on her forehead by the way, and moved the tips of her ears, trying to find the source of that direction, but suddenly found that the sound was actually coming from all directions!

This...... Jia Jia's face turned pale, it was the first time she had encountered such a situation, her heart suddenly jumped, and her face became more and more ugly.

The enemy is in the dark, I am in the light, the three of them have become like lambs to the slaughter, and the high-flying flying boat has become an island in the air, which is desperate.

"Who pretends to be a ghost, why don't you wait to see me in the open?" Zhong Bugui also seemed to realize that today's incident was completely caused by him, so he asked with a white face.

The man chuckled, his voice full of disdain: "You are only capable of this, and you are also known as the elite of the elite of Kunlun and Shushan, and it is nothing more than that! You can't even see the old man?"

"It's unfair to be pressed by age. Zhong Bugui's eyes were heavy, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that had been amorous and smiling in the past were full of murder.

"Unfair?" the man seemed to think it was extremely amused, and laughed, "You say it's unfair? The old man asks you what is fair in this world? When you really meet each other, even if you are a nursing doll, you have to see the real chapter under your hands, age is a fart, only look at cultivation." Have you ever seen a fight, which senior would make a junior?

This remark can be described as extremely ironic, Zhong Bugui said bluntly in a cold sweat, Jia Jia lowered his eyes, although this remark is a little harsh, but it is really true: when the real soldiers meet, who will hold the demeanor of the elders and let the juniors?

She hung her head and drooped her head, as if she was bored by the blow, but in fact, her eyes were tightly closed, her consciousness was exhausted, and she completely relied on her own innate fighting intent to feel the fluctuations outside.

However, after half an hour, Jia Jia was dejected to find that the surroundings were as quiet as waves, and there was no fluctuation at all. In this case, it was either that the monk was really distracted and made fun of them that he couldn't surprise him at all, or that his strength was too high, and his concealment was too powerful, which made her feel difficult in the current out-of-body period.

was at a loss, and suddenly heard Gu Lang's voice from the side: "Jia Jia, pay attention." ”

Jia Jia suddenly realized that the long-term tacit understanding made her full of fighting spirit for a while, and then she heard Gu Lang's disdainful chuckle sound: "Hide your head and show your tail, but it's just a rat!"

The monk chuckled twice: "Really?" and then did not continue, it was obvious that Gu Lang could not help him with this agitation.

Jia Jia's eyelashes trembled slightly, only to hear Gu Lang suddenly exclaim: "Miao Zhenren!"

Jia Jia's slightly trembling eyes widened, and the bladeless sword heart in his hand moved at will, stabbing straight to one side. (To be continued......)