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Twelve sword immortals, standing quietly in the air, with a sword under each foot.

Fluctuating and colorful.

There is a person, suspended in the middle, with long hair hanging down and closing his eyes and sleeping, his face is serene and his eyebrows are like ~~

Storm Wave!

Mo was startled, and couldn't help but get up: "This-"

But when I saw the people coming, I dressed in a style, the first four were green, and the last eight were gray.

A wide robe and cloud shoes, wearing a crown in front and a hairpin in the back.

No one spoke.

God man, sword immortal! This is, a big scene, twelve sword immortals came at once, Young Master Mo is going to open his eyes today. I saw the sword fairy, the appearance is different, there are old and young, high and short, just like the branch fairy sword in front of me, there are long and short, big and small, all kinds of colors. Every sword is different, the person is calm, the sword is brilliant, no one speaks for a while, the momentum is heavy and coercive, Mo Xuan is scared, Mo Xuan is speechless, only feels that the cold hair stands upside down, only the scalp is fried: "cough!"

It's nothing, Sword Fairy~~

Young Master Mo is thinking too much, there are a lot of sword immortals, but it's just a small scene-

"Hello Mr. Ye, Chiyangzi worships. ”

"Hello Mr. Ye, worship the green pine nuts. ”

"Hello Mr. Ye, there is no cliff to worship. ”

"Hello Mr. Ye, Yunxiaozi worships. ”

The first four Taoist leaders stepped forward in turn, respectfully saluted, and presented Ganoderma lucidum and Shouwu and other things, one by one.

Then he stepped back and stood aside.

Afterwards, the eight Taoist priests stepped forward together, knelt down and bowed, and recited in unison: "Kunlun Mountain, Xuanji Palace, three generations of disciples under the Xuanji Patriarch have come to see the immortal chief, and I wish the immortal chief a blessing to the sky, and the immortal blessing will be enjoyed forever——"

The sound is uniform and loud.

Mr. Ye, as if he sat upright, accepted it calmly, did not say a salute or reply, and did not have a flirtatious eyelid: "Hmm~~"

Mo Xu, stupid.

Sir, where is it sacred?

Finally, the gentleman waved his hand and said lazily, "That's it." ”

There was silence for a while, and then there was no sound.

Don't feel empty, like sitting on pins and needles!

Just now, all the immortals made a big gift, but they also worshiped Young Master Mo, an ordinary man, how can they afford it?

Strange, weird!

Just said, knowing that Mr. is capable, where did the big face come from: "There is no cliff." ”

Wu Yazi, a tall and fat old man, with a red face: "In!"

Wu Yazi stepped forward respectfully, with a bright smile: "Yao~~"

It was a white jade vial, and I didn't know what was in it, Wu Yazi respectfully took it, glanced at it slightly, and was happy to move the color: "The thing of the Heavenly Master?"

It was Zhang Tianshi who paid Mr. Ye the interest that was blackmailed.

Next.

"Green pine nuts, how can ginseng be so small, how can this mushroom be gray?" the gentleman frowned, his face uncertain.

This is obviously because the gift he gave is too shabby and insincere: "This!"

Qing Songzi, is a short and thin old man, Tong Yan Hefa: "This~~"

Everything is prepared by green pine nuts, and green pine nuts are in charge of fairy mountain herbs, and they have also been prepared since early on: "Small is a little smaller, and the quality is also poor, but this, this! are all natural and wild!"

"Yao~~" This is a clearance, another white jade vial, generally with a cloud map.

Qing Songzi took it respectfully, sniffed it slightly, and was also happy, Nuo Nuo retired: "Chiyangzi." ”

This time, the gentleman smiled and looked kind.

Chiyangzi, with a black and red complexion, leopard eyes and beard: "Sir!"

Chiyangzi strode forward, his tiger eyes widened, and his fists clenched: "I can't say it, this rebel, but with Mr. Disposing of it, Chiyang has nothing to say!"

The gentleman nodded and said with a smile, "Put it away." ”

It's still a white jade vial, with auspicious clouds and cranes painted on it: "Go." ”

The gentleman waved his hand, completely calm: "Where did you come from, where do you go back." ”

This faction is big enough!

One word, cow!

A group of immortals came with the sword, and they thought that Xingshi would ask for guilt, and it was indispensable to make a big move, but who would have thought that between talking and laughing like this, they would pass it by in one stroke! Master, master, this is the master! How did others think Mo Xuan didn't know, anyway, after hearing and witnessing it, Mo Xuan could only say that he admired and admired it, and admired it very much! Poor Fengbozi pretended to be forced to die for a lifetime, and when he died, he actually met someone who could pretend to be better than him, and then he had to die without turning a blind eye. Therefore, pretending to be forced, pretending to be powerful and pretending to be incapable are very different, but they are different!

However, some people can't get used to it.

Moreover, the opinion boss: "Wait." ”

The man stepped forward without being salty or indifferent, and said, "Sir, why do you want to leave the clouds alone?"

Yunxiaozi, face like a crown of jade, five locks of long beard.

Yunxiaozi, the teacher of the storm.

The gentleman looked at him and said with a smile: "Yunxiao, hello." ”

Yunxiaozi, silent for a moment.

finally smiled bitterly, and sighed: "The apprentice is rude, please Mr. Haihan." ”

With that said, let's get down to business.

The gentleman smiled: "It's none of my business, how much do you ask." ”

How many girls, looking at the moon.

Yue'er is as big as a silver plate, vaguely Yushu Qionglou, how close is it, and how far away: "How much?"

Yun Xiaozi, glanced at it, and frowned: "Didn't ask—"

How much ignore it.

Oddly enough, note: "Ahh

"This, this—" Wu Yazi took a step forward and said excitedly, "Isn't this, Fairy Chang'e?"

I was somewhat surprised, only to see that the old Taoist was tall and fat with a red face, and he didn't know him: "Brother Qingsong Dao!"

"Yes! Exactly!" At the end of the words, another old Dao flew forward, Tong Yan Hefa was short, it was Qing Songzi: "Chang'e Fairy!"

Speaking with one hand, he stretched out his sleeve, took out two things, and respectfully presented: "Some vulgar things, talk about your heart, and ask the fairy to smile, smile!"

But under the surging moon waves, a human-shaped giant ginseng.

It is three feet long, and its hands and feet are like eyebrows;

And there is a huge Ganoderma lucidum, the crown is thick and the stem is straight, its white is as white as snow, and there is no trace of variegation.

"I said!" Mr. sighed, looked at the natural wild mushrooms placed in front of him, and looked depressed: "Qingsong, this matter, you have a lot of land, not authentic!"

The green pine nut's face did not change color, and it seemed that he was deaf, so he insisted on presenting: "Some mountain things, the green pine is not a respect, and please smile at the fairy!"

Somewhat thoughtful, and when he was stunned, Wu Yazi quickly grabbed it again, and said with angry eyebrows: "It's not authentic, you haven't said it yet!

"It's not your share!" Qing Songzi said angrily: "I planted it, all natural, wild!"

"Brother Qingsong Dao~~ Why are you like this, like this!" Wu Yazi was furious: "Don't forget, this immortal ginseng, I also helped, helped you water once!"

"Hmph!" Qing Songzi was helpless, shook his head and sighed: "It's okay, I can't say you, this thousand-year-old ginseng beard is regarded as a gift from you, and this is always ......."

"No!" Wu Yazi glanced at it and said loudly: "What ginseng mustache, it's so small......!

"How can this be reasonable!" Qing Songzi sneered and sneered, and then bowed down to present the fairy ginseng: "Good to teach the fairy to know, this ginseng is the green pine with the soil of Yunmeng Daze, picking the dew of 10,000 years of pines and cypresses, and cultivating it with all his heart......

"Whew-" One person sighed and looked at the sky with his hands: "I miss my great Kunlun, great Immortal Mountain!"

The words are intentional, yin and yang weird: "You!"

Qing Songzi Wuyazi Qi was furious, Qi Qi turned his spearhead, and Qi Qi shouted: "Yunxiao!"

Yun Xiaozi stood with his hands in his hands and smiled indifferently: "How?"

Wu Yazi laughed angrily: "How? haha!

Qing Songzi's face was full of regret: "In vain for the two of us, take great pains, little junior brother, little junior brother!"

"Two senior brothers, good intentions. Yunxiaozi is still self-sufficient, not salty or lightly smiled: "Don't bother the two of you, Yunxiao has its own measure." ”

"Hah!" Wu Yazi snorted: "Do you have a sense of proportion?"

Qing Songzi sighed: "It's a pity that the two of us, this time we are selling treasures, but I don't know why I came!"

"Senior brother, what do you say?" the two looked at each other and asked in unison.

Chiyangzi made a straight face, nodded, and said seriously: "Chiyang said, listen to Mr. ”

The gentleman smiled: "Sir said, it's none of my business." ”

......

How much is still self-sufficient, stunned and in a daze.

It's not vain, it's inexplicable.

Today's events are really too abnormal, and the three generations of Kunlun disciples also look at each other, inexplicably-

She is a demon.

She is a fox demon.

The faint black aura, the foxy aura, in the eyes of the cultivators, it cannot be concealed.

However, Fairy Chang'e?

What the Taoist priests were surprised was not the fox demon, but their own master, or uncle.

What you see at this point is completely different.

There is no cliff, dignified manners, no smiles, usually treats people very strictly, and no one in Kunlun is afraid!

Green pine nuts, bitter and mean, stingy, if you move a blade of grass with him, he will definitely fight with you!

Chiyangzi, upright, temperament is like fire, he doesn't agree with each other, he draws his sword and faces each other, and his temper is not ordinarily big!

What I saw at this time was completely different, only Uncle Yunxiaozi was normal-

Generally arrogant and unconventional.

"The nine heavens are in sight, the stars are arches, the spirit of the sun is like a mirror-" The sound is in the ears, like a dragon's chanting.

It was Yunxiao: "The girl has a blue heart, can you know the meaning of Yunxiao?"

The meaning of this cloud must be known to some girl with a blue heart, but it is definitely not much: "Ah?"

How many eyes, looking at the sky, seem to be crazy~~

A group of three generations of disciples, one by one, were so shocked that their eyes widened out of their sockets, and their hearts said that it was, the same, the same, the same!

Uncle Yunxiao, he is not close to women at all, and he is more than Yanagishita Hui-

It's different, it's different!

Lang is talented and beautiful, the pulse is opposite, the situation seems to be very flowery before the moon, meeting in the middle of the night, whispering ~~

But seeing the talented man looking at her affectionately, the beauty is still talking, depending on the situation, it is clear that she is flying with wings, growing old, and wants to be happy and double cultivate together~~

Do you understand?

There is only one explanation.

How many hearts, sorrow and joy, turning over the river and the sea, like a dream, slow to wake up-

There is only one explanation: "呶~~"

The meaning is very clear, how much I handed over an object, but it was a small porcelain bottle with a thick neck and a big belly, and under the background of the moonlight, it was generally naïve.

Yun Xiaozi looked happy and took it respectfully: "Thank you, girl, this matter is over." ”

It's done!

But seeing Yunxiao's eyebrows, how many girls were shy, not to mention how the Taoist priests present were shocked and stunned, and secretly speculated, anyway, Young Master Mo was unhappy, and he was very unhappy: "Vomit~~"

As soon as I was unhappy, the wine came up again, my stomach was churning, and the sour water was flowing: "Hiccup!!"

Of course, there is a reason for it, and Mo Xuan can explain it.

Inside the porcelain vase, it is the soul of Feng Bozi, also known as the ghost, one of the three souls of the human body.

Therefore, as a teacher, for the rebels, Yun Xiaozi can't see death without saving: "Sizzle-"

Yunxiaozi, the smile is frozen on his face!

Quickly pull the cork and look closely: "This!!"

But I saw a little black ash, quietly hidden in the bottle, it was one of the three souls.

But it's clear, something is wrong!

For another moment, Yunxiao's face was like sinking water, and he glared angrily: "Good, good, good means!"

How many times, with an innocent face: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Yun Xiaozi stared at it for a long time, took a deep breath, and laughed loudly: "What is it?

I have to say, how many girls are really ruthless enough, do you think, one soul and two spirits are sealed in a bottle, the ghost spirit is powerful, extremely vicious, the thief can not be escaped in every inch of land, and the two spirits can not escape, and they have been devoured by the ghost! At this time, the soul is one, and it can no longer be peeled off, and the soul of a person is a pure thing, this hand, it also cut off the back road of the three people in one fell swoop, not only the big wolf is embarrassed and unable to return, so he returned the soul of this changed kind to Feng Bozi, and Feng Bozi woke up and was both crazy and stupid, sometimes sober and sometimes confused, completely idiot: "Ha!"

Qing Songzi was aware of it, and gloated and smiled: "How?

These words were said to Wu Yazi, and Wu Yazi echoed in his voice: "Wonderful! wonderful!"

"Senior Brother Chiyang-"

The two of them were sneering and sarcastic, and Yun Xiaozi didn't pay attention to it, only his eyes were burning, and he looked at Chiyangzi-

"Chiyang said, listen to Mr. ”

The clouds are silent.

After a moment, he drew his sword: "This sword, called Shengji, Yunxiao has not tasted defeat for decades since its debut, and Mr. Jiuwen's magic is ...... to the sky."

"Yunxiao!" shouted angrily, and the flat thunder rose: "Hugh is rude!"

It was Chiyangzi, Chiyangzi's voice was fierce, and his eyes were as straight as spitting fire: "Don't withdraw your sword yet!"

Yun Xiaozi ignored it, and pointed his sword lightly: "Yun Xiao is brave, ask for advice or two." ”

The crowd was speechless.

Yun Xiaozi, Uncle Xiao, is only more than five hundred years old, and he is still too tender: "Sir!"

The fairy sword won the opportunity, the glory was magnificent, and the sword was swallowed: "Please-"

"Chen Xuanji. ”

Mr. Ye spit out three words lightly, and Yunxiaozi turned into a beard in one fell swoop.

In an instant, the fairy sword was dim.

It's quiet.

"Chen Xuanji is the door of the brain. Mr. Ye said proudly: "Brain door, it's my buddy!"

Yun Xiaozi snorted coldly and withdrew his sword: "What is the identity of my teacher, how is it, how can I call you a brother......

Mr. Ye shook his head and was smug: "What?"

Generally, the fox is pretending to be a tiger, the villain is ambitious, and Yunxiaozi is secretly annoyed, but he has nothing to say: "Whew-"

Why?

Last time, just this guy, as a guest in Kunlun, the master served him tea and poured water, busy before and after, serving inside and out-

At that time, Yunxiaozi was eight years old.

At that time, Yunxiaozi wanted to ask, why?

But Yunxiaozi didn't dare, Yunxiaozi was not afraid of heaven and earth, he was only afraid of Shizun alone.

Extremely afraid, deep love.

Yun Xiaozi let out a long breath, and finally shook his head slowly, and put the immortal sword victory into the sheath: "That's it." ”

The storm is dead.