The moment he reached out and landed on the protective cover, a subtle tingling sensation of electricity poured in from his palm, no, it was better to say that it was tingling than numbness, Jia Jia only felt that his hand was soft, and then he saw that on the protective cover, layer after layer of light flashed.

Looking at all this in front of me in amazement, although I had already known about this kind of protective mask, it was the first time I had really touched it.

But after a flash of fluorescent light, the shield let out a pleasant tinkling sound, and then it began to reach out where she reached out, and scattered in both directions.

The thin protective cover that guarded the beech tree house like an eggshell immediately dispersed with the pleasant ding dong sound, and after a while, Jia Jia saw that the beech tree house with a black edge and a square depiction of "Gu Lang's" son in square characters was within reach.

Originally, he was interested in joking, but now he saw that Gu Lang's beech tree house was actually defenseless against him, Jia Jia's heart shook slightly, and she was a little overwhelmed for a while.

When she thought about it, she was still thinking about this kind of protective magic cover, thinking that there were few monks in the cultivation world who would use it, and in front of her eyes, clinker, clinker appeared, and a monk who really used this kind of protective magic cover appeared.

With Gu Lang's meticulous temperament, how could he follow such a "useless" protective mask? Jia Jia lowered her eyelids, and since the vibration, her heart was accompanied by an inexplicable throbbing that surged all over her body.

After a long pause, she finally picked up her steps and walked towards the house.

Pushing the door in, the room is neatly decorated, with a boxy bed, two futons, and a window that opens and closes. Besides. There is also a row full of books in the east corner.

But see Gu Lang. You will know what is square and what is meticulous. So it is with his people, and his things, and with this part of the heavens and the earth in which he dwells.

At this time, it seems that the residence that has not been lived for a long time due to the absence of the master.

Jia Jia's eyebrows moved, and she walked towards the row of books in the east corner of the courtyard, the books were neatly arranged, and the scene in front of her made Jia Jia instinctively think that if Gu Lang had not opened the valley when he was young. If he needs to sleep with a quilt, then his quilt must be folded squarely, like his people.

"Kunlun Classics", "Kunlun Rules", "Provincial Precepts of Law Enforcement", "General Principles of the Outline Law", ......

To be honest, Jia Jia doesn't like to read such books, it's boring and tight, but her eyebrows moved, remembering Gu Lang's appearance of reading such books at night with her eyebrows locked under the lamp, the scene seemed to be unusually harmonious, but for some reason it always made Jia Jia want to laugh.

It seems that Gu Lang was born to be such a person.

There is no such mess as a mess, and seriousness seems to be innate. So at the beginning, when Gu Lang became his senior brother. Jia Jia was a little afraid of him, for fear that he would accidentally provoke the black-faced senior brother to turn his face and be angry.

It didn't seem until the end of the line that the serious books had taken a turn.

The nameless thick book, Jia Jia was very curious in her heart, thinking that Gu Lang didn't seem to be a person with some unsavory secrets, so she simply reached out and took out the nameless book, and with the removal of this book, a thin red book was also brought out, looking at the small book that was completely different from Gu Lang himself, Jia Jia's eyebrows jumped.

"Kunlun Romance". Even Qi cultivators who have just entered Kunlun will know that this is a book that records the love of some famous monks in Kunlun, and it can be regarded as a book of official history. Despite its fame, the language of this book is too official and stiff compared to the interesting descriptions of such wild histories, so it is extremely uninteresting.

Jia Jia reached out and picked up the book of "Kunlun Romance", and couldn't help laughing. Not only laughing at Gu Lang actually reading such books, but also looking out of place among the extremely serious Kunlun laws, which made her unable to stop laughing;

With a smile, he put the "Kunlun Romance" back in its place, and Jia Jia reached out and flipped over the nameless thick book.

After a few blank pages, there was finally a record, still with such square handwriting, but with a bit of beginner's immaturity, stroke by stroke, but the future style and bones can be vaguely seen.

Jia Jia raised her eyes, and almost immediately, she guessed the owner of these words, Gu Lang, who else besides him?

On the seventh day of the first month of March, the weather was good today, I practiced the sword for two hours, memorized the "Kunlun Classics", and my uncle taught me for three hours, and my mother praised me.

The third day of June. It was raining today, and I meditated in the house for a long time, and I was hungry, so I went to the tree and picked two fruits.

On the sixth day of November, it snowed. I secretly piled a long sword in the snow, and my father saw it and scolded me.

......

The corners of the long sword's lips curled more and more. The others were snowmen in the snow, but he was swords.

On the first day of the fourth month of the fourth month of the year of Xin Chou, my father and mother will not come back, and the senior brothers of Tongfeng said that they died at the hands of the demon beast and have fallen, and they will never scold me again. It's just that...... It's so uncomfortable. Uncle, no, the master said that I have good qualifications, and I must work hard, and when I set foot on the Heavenly Dao, I will never have to bear the pain of parting. Is it heavenly? Okay.

Jia Jia's heart was astringent, Gu Lang lost her parents when she was young, and this was only later that she only knew about it. It's just that when she met Gu Lang, he was already the pride of the sky, the master of the Divine Slashing Sword, and he had learned to be strong, so she had never and never seen him mention his life experience. Gu Lang was born from an extraordinary background since he was a child, and his uncle was a master and the master of Tibetan Sword Peak, with a great reputation. The Qin clan's bloodline has its own pupil technique, which is an almost indisputable fact that the bloodline is noble. With such a background, I think about how happy I was at the beginning. Within a while, he lost his parents, even if Gu Lang has already grown into a man, but Gu Lang back then, in the final analysis, was just a child-aged child.

On the first day of the ninth month, when I came out of the 81st pass, I was really tired and suffered several injuries. Nine hundred and eighty-one levels, three days and three nights. I thought that the people outside had already gone, but unexpectedly, I walked inside for three days and three nights, and they actually accompanied them outside for three days and three nights. Ignore her. The relief in the master's eyes was clear at a glance. Finally succeeded, and took over the sword from Shizun. From this day on, I am the master of the Slashing Sword.

On the ninth day of the first month of March, Shizun came out of retreat, and the aura above the clear canyon was surging, Shizun went to take a look, but he didn't expect that when he came back, he brought back an amazing news. Someone in Kunlun has the inheritance of the phoenix egg. I can hear that my Kunlun monk was poisoned by the two people of the Hehuan Sect, and I was really angry. Shizun said that the strange thing was that inside he seemed to sense that there were other people besides them.

Jia Jia's heart moved, and she also remembered the days when she first came to Kunlun, remembering the old things, and it seemed that everything really had to fit the word "fate". Not long after he first came to Kunlun, a miscellaneous disciple on Qingxin Peak saw the first seat of the legendary Law Enforcement Hall, it turned out that Gu Lang had heard of his existence earlier.

Thinking of this, Jia Jia couldn't help it.

Today, I have a secret order from my master to go to mortal world. When I left the Tianji Palace, the jade squeezed her eyebrows at me, saying that I was not shallow, and the female cultivator was very beautiful!

The more she turned to the mortal dust, Jia Jia couldn't help but hold her breath somehow, she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, she didn't know whether she was looking forward to it or something else, what did Gu Lang think when she met her, she was also very curious.

The first day of the fifth month. The aura of mortal dust is really thin and powerful. The master said that you should not be brave for a while, go to the mortal world to experience, and you can see extraordinary things. I chased thousands of miles, but there was nothing but the bare mountains. Shizun really didn't deceive people, and it was very unusual from the cultivation realm, but it was boring.

The sixth day of the fifth month. I finally caught up with that group of juniors in the Qi refining period. Zhong Bugui's bastard is moving again, and he really hates it. I don't know how to do it, even if I take advantage of it, I can't do more meat? Zhong Bugui said that it is natural to do it, hmph! If he is a woman, he must be like those women in the Hehuan Sect, and if he does that disorderly thing, the Qinglou Red Pavilion will definitely be his destination. It's really annoying, I have moved my Kunlun nun with my hands and feet, if I can, I really want to split him. The nun was very special, and she was always seen at first sight in a group of people. Is it because she's a nun and the other ones are men? Well, it must be so.

August 11. That annoying Zhong Bugui is here again, hmph, I still want to take advantage of my Kunlun nun After a few more looks, well, this nun seems to be really good. Although Duan Yu is a little shrewd, his vision is still quite picky.

September 17. The beautiful nun is really in trouble, she seems to have provoked a demon cultivator. I really don't know how a monk in the Qi refining period could have such a messy thing. For example, when I was refining qi, I only occasionally fought with people on the Hidden Sword Peak. But she's a natural warlord?

The first day of October. What is shit luck, I have seen it today, Hunting Heaven Ring, how did it come? Forget it, but it is always her merit! Let me think about what reward I will give her for escaping.

The sixth day of October. I flipped through the dossier, but I didn't expect her to have such a thing? Shen Liguang, alas, how could it be like this? I have seen his disciple, and his eyes are cloudy, and I don't like it, how can she be like this, well, it's a little beautiful and cute! However, it makes me think of what reward I can ask for for her. Monk who is born with a fighting spirit, you don't want Shen Liguang, I want to hide the sword peak.

If it weren't for this word, Jia Jia really couldn't believe that the "uncle" who had a straight face all day long actually thought like this in his heart. (To be continued......)