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"He's looking for death!Fulfill him!" These three people are not those beginner monks who don't even have flying swords, but real inner disciples, although their status is far from Lian Yunping, and their cultivation is not high, but their flying swords are urgent and fast, and they instantly draw out a few rays of light and shadow, shooting directly at the small stone.

"Ahh

"Little rabbit, I'll cut off one of your legs first, and see if you can run!" said one of the monks.

Xiaoshi stood there, and before he could react, a sword light had already shot out.

At that moment, time seemed to slow down.

There was such a question that replaced the question that had just been tangled in Zeng Xian's mind.

Do you want to go out?

If you don't get out, the little stone will die.

If you go out, you will die.

Of these three people, which one's cultivation is above him, and himself, how long has it been since he fought?

Since coming to Xijing, it seems that he is just holding his tail between his legs.

Do you still have the courage to fight?

There seemed to be a voice that swept through Zeng Xian's mind.

"As a person, there should be arrogance, and cultivating immortals is only arrogant. ”

It was Zi Baifeng's voice, which has been coiled in Zeng Xian's mind all the time these days, and it can't be erased no matter what.

And at this moment, the sound rushed out of an unknown corner like a typhoon, sweeping his heart to pieces.

Proud bones, only proud bones.

What exactly is arrogance?

Do you have any arrogance?

When Zeng Xian rushed out, the voice still echoed in his head.

His flying sword glowed with gray-white light, turning back in the air, but it was as swift as thunder and lightning, cutting through the space, and in an instant, blocking the front of the small stone.

"Bell!" A crisp and loud collision sound was like a bell.

The two flying swords turned back separately, and the three of them turned their heads almost at the same time.

"Aren't you ashamed of such a big person, still three people, bullying a child?" Zeng Xian stood there, at that moment, it seemed that he had come back from the past, carrying his sword down the Tianshan Mountain, full of spirit, happy and hateful, not like a monk who cultivated immortals, but like a chivalrous warrior who crisscrossed the rivers and lakes.

His sword seemed to have been without a fight for too long, making a battle-eager clang, buzzing through the air.

"Brother Zeng Xian!" Xiao Shi was surprised and delighted, and cried out.

"Little rock, come here. Zeng Xian beckoned to Xiao Shi, his gaze swept over the three of them, and the sword light was uncertain in the air, as if he was ready to attack at any time.

Xiao Shi happily ran forward, the monk royal family who had just been slapped in the face by Xiao Shi was unhappy, the sword light shot out, and Zeng Xian's sword light was once again refracted like lightning, blocking the front of the enemy's sword light.

The reason why Zeng Xian came to Xijing with confidence is also his background, and the "Flash Sword" created by the master with all his life's work is his most powerful killer weapon.

But this method is actually used to press the bottom of the box, which consumes spiritual power extremely much, just two swords, Zeng Xian's aura has begun to dry up.

Zeng Xian's strength made these three people dare not act rashly, the monks fought against each other, life and death, and no one knew whether Lu Dao would die or not.

The reason why they chased the little stone was not to send them to death.

Little Stone refused to give up, but they didn't have to put their lives into it because of it.

"This brother is very skilled. Stretching out his hand to stop the others, one of the leader-like people stood up, bowed his hand to Zeng Xian, and said, "I don't know what to call it?

Zeng Xian was working hard to operate the Qi Cultivation Technique, the spiritual power in his body was running, slowly recovering, and the third "Flash Sword" was accumulating, so Zeng Xian didn't want the other party to start a war immediately.

However, that question suddenly brought Zeng Xian's consciousness back to reality.

"I'm just an ordinary country monk, and my name doesn't need to be heard. ”

He didn't want to sign up, and in the future, he would be held hostile by the Zhongshan faction and sent people to hunt him down, but there was no place to cry.

Besides, it is not necessarily that he will not be hunted down now......

Thinking of this, Zeng Xian's heart to cry was made.

"This is Brother Zeng Xian, my brother's friend, Brother Zeng Xian is amazing, knock you down one by one, two or three, and step on 10,000 feet!" Xiao Shi hid beside Zeng Xian and proudly declared.

10,000 feet, little stones, little stones, you and I are centipede spirits!

Zeng Xian's helplessness in his heart.

"Brother Zeng is good, do you want to join our Zhongshan faction?" the leader smiled slightly and said, "A great talent like Brother Zeng is a loss to our Zhongshan faction if he is out. As a member of the inner disciples of the Zhongshan faction, he still has some right to speak in the inner gate, as long as Brother Zeng speaks, he guarantees that Brother Zeng will definitely be able to join the Zhongshan faction, how about it?"

At that moment, Zeng Xian almost blurted out and asked loudly, "Really?"

Didn't he come to Xijing just because he wanted to join the Zhongshan faction? It can even be said that the biggest extravagant hope is to join the Zhongshan faction, if he can't join, it's good to join one or two small sects, anyway, Xijing's aura is sufficient, enough enough for him to cultivate until he dies, maybe he can't die, and he will become an immortal?

Now he really wanted to grab Xiaoshi's neck directly, and take Xiaoshi as his name to join the Zhongshan faction.

What kind of ethereal arrogance, what is it? How much is a pound, can it be eaten as food?

As a person, there should be arrogant bones, and cultivating immortals is only arrogant.

But when faced with a bleak reality, what is the use of arrogance?

"The inner disciples of my Zhongshan Sect have a high status in the entire Western Kyoto, and when the outer disciples and beginner disciples see you, they must bow first, and they will not dare to disobey any orders you have to give. The leader saw Zeng Xian's hesitant look, and immediately hit the railway while it was hot.

"What's the use of that? It's not for others to be dogs' legs?" Xiaoshi poked his head out from behind Zeng Xian's waist and grimaced at them, "You doglegs!"

"Brother Zeng, what do you think?" the leader asked Zeng Xiandao.

Zeng Xian lowered his head and looked at the small stone.

Xiaoshi was also looking at him, his eyes were bright, there was no prayer or worry in them, only trust and expectation.

All along, the monks around Xiao Shi, whether it is Zi Baifeng, Luo Qianshan, or Uncle Zhuzi, or others, they have never disappointed Xiao Shi.

So Xiao Shi never thought that Zeng Xian would let him down.

This kind of unspeakable trust, the trust from a child, made Zeng Xian's heart struggle even more.

What should I do? Why is it so difficult to choose everything in this world?

How do you choose this kind of moment?

"No need. Before Zeng Xian found his true heart, his mouth had already opened.

At that moment, the arrogance returned to his body, to his spine, and to support his body.

But in less than five minutes, the arrogance and arrogance had already left his body, and all he had was two deep scars and blood all over his body.

"I thought it was some kind of powerful person, but it turned out to be garbage. The leader stepped on Zeng Xian's body with one foot and sneered: "You kind of garbage, even if you kneel and want to get in, no one will want it, fortunately I didn't really put you in the inner door, then I will be a loser." ”

"I've been talking nonsense to him, kill him quickly!" said one of the people next to him impatiently, his face still bleeding.

"Don't bully Brother Zeng Xian, I'll go with you. Xiaoshi bravely stood up, pulled Zeng Xian behind him, and opened his arms to protect him.

"Don't try to live, boy!" said the bloodied monk.

"You don't dare to kill me. Xiao Shi looked at the monk in front of him with disdain, "If you dare to kill me, my brother will kill you all, and none of your Zhongshan sects will be left!"

Then Xiao Shi raised his head and pointed his dirty, muddy neck to the bloody monk, "Your little stone grandfather's neck is here, if you don't believe it, come and try it? Anyway, I will exchange you for a thousand or ten thousand people, and I will not suffer a loss!"

"Bah, what is your brother!" the bloodied monk spat out a mouthful of blood, and became even more angry, because the little stone had poked him in the sore spot, and they really didn't dare to kill the little stone.

Whether it is Lian Yunping or Zi Baifeng, their lives are more expensive than their gold, and even Xiaoshi's life is much more expensive than their gold, if this incident provokes the Wang clan and the Zhongshan faction to fight each other, they can't afford this responsibility, Lian Yunping will not help them fight the thunder, and when the time comes, they will be very cool to hand them over and let them top the tank.

Therefore, no matter how awesome they say, they are just pretending to be forced, and they are fierce and inward-looking, and the little stone can see through it at a glance.

If the three monks really wanted to kill Little Rock, Little Stone would still be able to get here?

"What kind of thing is my brother?" Xiao Shi stretched out a finger, pointed at the monk, and sneered: "You are dead, you wait, I will let you know what you are!"

Xiao Shi is a person who must be revenged, for a pair of words, he can sneak into the Zhongshan Courtyard to steal things, for a word, he can also make this monk live in peace for the rest of his life.

But in Zeng Xian's eyes, he had an indescribable emotion.

He finally knew what it was.

Proud bones.

No matter when, don't bow your head, don't give up, don't be weak and arrogant!

In fact, whether there is such a thing as arrogance on Xiaoshi's body or not, I really can't say, but his bones are indeed harder than iron, hard, hard.

"Brother Zeng Xian, thank you, thank you, this is for you to eat. Xiao Shi turned around and said to Zeng Xian, he stretched out his hand into his arms, the three monks were like a great enemy, this little bastard was too cunning, they didn't know how many times they had been on the road.

But what the small stone took out was a piece of osmanthus cake.

After holding it in my arms for a long time, it was all crushed, and it was even stained with the sweat of small stones. 20023325.html

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