Outside the tea house, a sedan rushed by, and the shrill sound of car horns broke the silence. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh?" Jiang Fenghan sat in the tea house, shook the tea that was still half left in the cup, smiled lightly, and said: "When does life become a novel, a TV series, if it is so simple, everything will be fine, it is too false." ”

"Brother Jiang, don't care, don't think I'm alarmist. Now it's not just the 'Five Uniques' sect, but the rest of the small and medium-sized sects also have a lot of opinions about you. Especially after you exterminated Qingcheng and Beibi Mountain, many people felt that you were too domineering, and the Emei faction and Fanjing Mountain had even publicly stated that your Kunlun Heavenly Palace wanted to be 'eternal, and I was the only one'. Chen Fan said earnestly.

Seeing that Jiang Fenghan was listening carefully, Chen Fan continued bitterly: "You should think about it seriously, even if your Kunlun Heavenly Palace is invincible in the world and can suppress the Three Absolute with the strength of one faction, but can you really still suppress all the sects in the world? Once you commit public anger, it will be when your Kunlun landslide." ”

"Why do you always think that our Kunlun Heavenly Palace is ambitious? You said so much, in fact, I want to say that this has nothing to do with our Kunlun Heavenly Palace, and we don't care about the hegemony of the Thousand Autumns. The reason why Qingcheng and Beibi Mountain were exterminated was also because they acted perversely and wanted to poison the world. Jiang Fenghan said.

"If you don't care about Qianqiu's hegemony, then why do you always have long hands, even if something happens to this kid named 'Song Qiu', you have to stand up for him, this is not hegemonism, then what is hegemonism?" Chen Fan's tone was a little sharp, and there was a bit of sharpness in his eyebrows.

Jiang Fenghan looked up at the sky and said indifferently: "Infinite distance, countless people, are all related to us. ”

Chen Fan was stunned when he heard this.

Jiang Fenghan lowered his head, looked at Chen Fan and said: "You and many people think that I and Kunlun Heavenly Palace are Song Qiu's backers, believe it or not, I want to clarify here today that our relationship with Song Qiu is not as close as you people think, and we have never been Song Qiu's backers." ”

Maybe it was because he said too much, Jiang Fenghan coughed twice, spread his hand and said: "You want me to hand over Song Qiu, don't say I don't want to hand it over, I just want to hand over Song Qiu to you, and I can't hand it over, because we haven't found a channel for him at all." ”

"Is that really the case?" Chen Fanhu asked.

"Am I still telling lies?" Jiang Fenghan asked rhetorically.

Chen Fan sneered a few times, frowned and asked, "Since you are not his backer, and his cultivation is far lower than Duan Nineteen Lang, now that Duan Nineteen Lang has let Li Zhushi go, will this kid still have the courage to go to Qiulin Pavilion to make an appointment again?"

Jiang Fenghan said: "I think you are all mistaken: although our Kunlun Heavenly Palace is not his backer, it does not mean that he does not have a backer, on the contrary, his backer may be far more than all of you imagined." Although his cultivation is not high, if he really appears with the mountain behind him, Duan Jiulang will probably only be crushed to crumbs along with Qiulin Pavilion. ”

Chen Fan also remembered the little monk who "shook hands" with him, and lowered his face in silence.

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Song Qiu, who was talked about and remembered by many people, did not do anything else after receiving a call from Li Zhushi, nor did he go to Qiulin Pavilion, but returned to the fairy Internet café in silence.

Unlike usual, instead of gagging with other immortals and laughing and chatting, he turned around and went back to his cabin. His expression made Zhu Bajie, who happened to be passing by, see it, Zhu Bajie shivered, and whispered to himself: "Song Xiaozi's expression just now, why is it so similar to the expression of Brother Monkey when he wanted to kill and sweep away demons?"

Song Qiu locked himself in the hut and sat cross-legged on the bed.

This sitting is two days.

A few wisps of mist slowly rose from Song Qiu's body, forming several thick and straight pillars of air.

In the past two days, Song Qiu, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes for the first time, and exhaled lightly in his mouth, and two smoke-like mist flew out of his mouth, instantly turning into a dragon and a snake, and the dragon and snake were entangled, fighting each other, this is the sign of the completion of the "Three Qing Qi Cultivation Immortal Sutra".

Song Qiu's pupils showed a hint of joy, but the joy was extremely faint, and it disappeared very quickly, almost fleetingly.

Song Qiu, who had calmed down again, began to re-examine the various exercises and fighting experiences he had learned in the past few months, and another three days had passed for this inspection.

In fact, it should not be said to be an inspection, but it should be said to be reinforcement learning, especially for the newly learned Sanqing Miao Ying Talisman, Song Qiu practiced intensively, and it took two full days before he finally determined that he had successfully mastered this talisman.

Sanqing Miao Ying Fu really responds to this "wonderful" word, it can not only be drawn on yellow paper, but also can be drawn in the air, without any medium, you can directly send out a powerful spell, this can be attacked and defended by the charm is suitable for Song Qiu, who is now very single in attack and defense.

After inspecting the exercises, Song Qiu carefully checked the whip in his hand again.

After doing all this, Song Qiu pushed open the door of the small room and walked out of the living room.

Song Qiu hadn't walked out of this small room for a few days, and he had already attracted the attention of many immortals, and at this moment, Song Qiu pushed the door out, and immediately attracted the attention of many immortals.

"Song boy, your cultivation has improved again, what are you doing here?" Tai Baixing, who was playing the game, also looked up and asked directly.

Song Qiu walked out of the room, turned around and locked the door, heard Tai Baixing's question, and said with a smile: "I'm going to enjoy a piece of autumn forest." ”

Tai Baixing was about to continue to ask a few more questions, but suddenly glanced at the screen, shouted "Ahhhhh

Yue Lao's hearty voice came from the depths of the Internet café: "Hahaha, you can also come to kill me, I didn't let you not come." Isn't there a saying in the mortal world, when you are sick, you will die, who told you not to concentrate? ”

Song Qiu looked at Tai Bai Xing, who was jumping straight to his feet in anger, smiled slightly, turned around and walked out of the Immortal Internet Cafe.

A piece of white fell on Song Qiu's shoulder, Song Qiu looked up at the sky, and the snowflakes fell in the sky.

Song Qiu, who grew up in Bashu and almost never saw snow, has a natural love for white snowflakes.

He caught a snowflake with his hand, looking at the snowflake that quickly melted in his palm, Song Qiu muttered, "It's snowing." ”

This is the first snow of the winter in Jiangcheng.