"Let me tell you, if you dare to touch me, my fifth brother will definitely not let you go! He is also here this time, my fifth brother Changgong will definitely break you into pieces!"

"By the way, there are also the second sister and the sixth sister! I have the best relationship with them. They must know that if I die at your hands, I will definitely destroy you! Don't think that I can't beat you, no one else in our Fengyun Hall can beat you! Although I am the sixth oldest, it is only the ranking in terms of age! Although my ninth sister is younger than me, her strength is much stronger than mine!"

"All in all, in a word, if you dare to touch a single hair of my hair, then I must let you live and not die......!

Looking at Zhong Ziqi who was struggling frantically in his hand, Li Mucheng was full of black lines. He swallowed the rage he was about to go berserk, sighed, and continued to fly forward.

Since Zhong Ziqi woke up, that mouth has not stopped until now. Li Mucheng can be regarded as having learned what it means to have a mouth. If there is a dead man in front of him, I am afraid that he can also make this Zhong Ziqi say alive.

"He looks like a serious person, how can he talk like this?"

Li Mucheng patted his head with his other hand, feeling the urge to hit his head to death.

"What? Serious? I'm not serious! Serious is my third sister! My third sister! Have you heard of it? His name is Wu Cong! Usually my third sister loves me the most, by the way, and my brother-in-law, he is the fourth in line, his name is Fusu! You must have heard of it. At the beginning, my brother-in-law took the Fengyun Hall by himself, but he had no intention of taking power, so he gave this Fengyun Hall to the Qinglong! If they knew that you were carrying me like this today, they would definitely kill you!"

"Come on. Li Mucheng patted his head, "According to what you say, I have died 108,000 times this time." But I'm not alive and well now, so don't pretend to be stupid and sell live treasures to me here. Maybe I'll kill you if I get impatient. The world is big, let your seven aunts and eight aunts find me!"

"So you don't kill me?"

Zhong Ziqi, who was under his hand, was stunned for a moment and asked.

"It's still useful for Lao Tzu to keep you, you can't die for the time being. But if you're chattering, you're not sure. ”

"Okay, okay, okay, you inkflow!!!" Zhong Ziqi said angrily, "If I can or return to the Fengyun Palace, none of you fucking want to live!

"Huh?"

Li Mucheng lowered his head and glanced at Zhong Ziqi. Just in time for Zhong Ziqi to look at him. The eyes of the two collided, and Li Mucheng suddenly raised his hand.

"Ah, I was wrong, I won't say it!

The two hands were placed on his head, Zhong Ziqi closed his eyes tightly, and his facial features were tangled together.

Seeing that Zhong Ziqi looked like he couldn't support the wall with mud, Li Mucheng also shook his head, waved his hand and made a handprint, sealing his mouth.

Zhong Zi period, although he is a powerful person in the late Yuan Infant period, his strength is not as powerful as the legend. It can even be said that ...... His strength is all obtained by hiding behind women.

It is also thanks to his great blessing......

When he was twenty-three years old, Zhong Ziqi stepped into the cultivation realm, and finally succeeded in building the foundation, but his master was slaughtered. He relied on his slightly amorous appearance to seduce an enemy female disciple, and then followed the female to sneak away......

At the age of five hundred and thirty, the Zhongzi period, which was almost exhausted, finally stepped into the Jindan period. This talent can be described as rotten thoroughly. As soon as he entered the Jindan period, he attracted the killing of his enemies. Helpless, he begged the enemy to let him go. The enemy, perhaps soft-hearted, or perhaps felt that he was still useful, did not kill him, but imprisoned him.

But who would have thought ......

More than fifty years later, on a dark and windy night, Zhong Ziqi quietly disappeared with the enemy's wife. When his enemies learned about this, they vomited blood in anger. In the end, because he was depressed and unhappy, he had no intention of cultivating, and his longevity was exhausted and he died.

This can be regarded as his indirect killing of the enemy......

The enemy's wife accompanied him and cultivated until the tribulation period. Just when he was crossing the tribulation, he used this woman to sacrifice the heavenly tribulation, so he survived the heavenly tribulation with nine deaths. After that, he entered the Netherworld Sea alone, and broke into the undersea demon cultivation realm alone.

But how can the undersea demon cultivation realm be compared to the outside world? If you are not careful, you may end up dead. Zhong Ziqi hid in Tibet every day, and had no intention of cultivating. If you dodge, it will be a thousand years. A thousand years later, when he was at the lowest point in his life, he met a woman named Wu Cong, who was the sixth sister in his mouth.

Wu Cong was born with strange muscles and bones, and was gifted and intelligent. Cultivation is even more rapid in a day. The two seemed to fall in love at first sight, and at this point, Wu Cong took him to the bottom of the sea, saw people kill people, and killed Buddhas when they met Buddhas. The uncompetitive Zhong Ziqi also followed behind her, and gradually grew into an old monster in the infancy.

At that time, Zhong Ziqi also secretly decided that the Taoist companion in this life was Wu Cong.

But the good times didn't last long, because the two had too many enemies, they had no choice but to find the Fengyun Palace and wanted to join. It happened that Fusu had just become the hall master, and Fusu seemed to have some interest in Wu Cong. In order to please Fusu, Zhong Ziqi took advantage of Wu Cong's trust to secretly knock her unconscious, seal her veins, and send her to Fusu's house.

That night, he listened to the moaning outside the house all night.

Early the next morning, he was made the protector of the Fengyun Palace. And since then, Wu Cong has completely returned to Fusu.

In this way, he has been living depressed until now. Before meeting Li Mucheng, he relied on his reputation as one of the thirteen Taibao of Fengyun Palace, teasing girls everywhere, burning, killing and looting, and no one dared to resist. But since he met Li Mucheng, he has become like a lost dog.

......

"Why didn't you let me go? ”

Zhong Ziqi screamed miserably, looking at Li Mucheng with a pitiful look.

With a sigh, Li Mucheng sealed Zhong Ziqi's mouth again.

"Just now, you told all the thirteen Taibao of your Fengyun Palace. Aren't you afraid that after I know the details of your Fengyun Palace, it will be unfavorable to you?"

"Hmm...... Uh-huh......"

"What are you seven aunts and eight aunts...... I don't dare to be interested. According to what you say, the real person in charge of the Fengyun Hall is not Qinglong, but Fusu, who ranks fourth among the thirteen Taibao?"

"Hmm......"

"Oh yes, you just said that there are only twelve Taibao, but what about the thirteenth person?

The sound of mmm still echoed in my ears. Li Mucheng looked down and waved his hand to revoke the ban. "Before, I kept your mouth shut and didn't let you speak, you just listened. But I'm a little curious about the 13th Taibao, so let's talk about the 13th Taibao. ”

Hearing this, Zhong Ziqi nodded unusually cooperatively. He cautiously glanced around and said softly, "I don't really know him about this Sword Thirteen. I don't usually see him at all. But I've heard that he's a sword spirit!"

"Oh, the Thirteenth Taibao, is it a sword spirit?" Li Mucheng was slightly surprised.

"That's right, and I heard Fusu say that the origin of this sword thirteen is not small. Do you know what kind of sword spirit he is?"

"What?"

Seeing Zhong Ziqi's frightened look, Li Mucheng's curiosity was also aroused.

"He's ah......" Zhong Ziqi put his hand to his mouth, and his voice was kept to a minimum. "I heard that he is the sword spirit of the Shura King Sword!"