Immortal and Demon Cultivation

In terms of appearance, Wan Yan Wu Tears has never been as confident as she is today in the past few decades. Even in front of beautiful fairies such as Yun Qiyou, Yang Ling'er, Zuo Qiu, and Qin Fanzhen, Wan Yan Wu Tears' appearance is not as good as today. inferior.

However, in front of Yao Guang, the peerless beauty who had conquered the entire country looked so tearless that she felt like an ugly duckling, which made her really jealous.

Jealousy is jealousy, and she just said a few harmless words to mock Yao Guang in a weird way. She would not scratch the beauty's face just because of jealousy like some jealous women.

Yaoguang didn't hear the thorn in Wanyan Wulei's words, but that didn't mean that others couldn't.

Ye Xiaochuan stared at Wan Yan Wu Lei with some amusement. Wan Yan Wu Lei began to act openly, turning a blind eye to Ye Xiaochuan's gaze.

But Ye Xiaochuan was so shameless that he walked up to Wanyan Wutear and stared at her.

Wanyan Wulei was really embarrassed to be stared at by Ye Xiaochuan, so she turned around, looking like she wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in and hibernate.

Ye Xiaochuan saw that Wanyan Wulei had realized his mistake, so he let the woman go.

Said: "Yao Guang, let me introduce these three people to you. This handsome, handsome and wretched uncle is Feng Yuyan, the famous left-handed sword god in the world today. You can call him Lao Feng. Or Feng Uncle."

"This little old man with a height of five feet, half-white hair, and a big belly is the Blade of Time and Space Dragon King Zaishan. You can call him the old king next door."

"You have known this woman with white hair like snow but a small belly. Her name is Wan Yan Wu Tears. She comes from the Hehuan sect, the most notorious and notorious sect in the demon sect..."

"boom!"

Ye Xiaochuan was punched in the back of the head.

In the past, Wan Yanmo used slaps to greet her, but now she was so angry that she directly used pink fist instead.

However, she still took good care of Ye Xiaochuan. She knew that Ye Xiaochuan's injury had not healed yet, so she did not act harshly, otherwise someone would inevitably be beaten again.

Ye Xiaochuan covered the back of his head and said, "This Wan Yan Wu Tears is a violent maniac. You should stay away from her in the future."

Wanyan Wu Lei said angrily: "Ye Xiaochuan, what on earth did you ask the three of us to do? If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. Stop talking so glibly. If it's nothing serious, I'll beat you until you can't take care of yourself again. !”

Ye Xiaochuan said: "I was about to say it, but you interrupted me, otherwise everyone can go back to have afternoon tea now."

After speaking, he pointed at Wanyan Wulei and the other three people and said, "Yao Guang, these three are the owners of three of the seven jade medals."

Yao Guang was originally very pretty and was showing off her long legs to others. When she heard what Ye Xiaochuan said, her expression suddenly froze and she looked at the three people in front of her in surprise.

Ye Xiaochuan pointed at Yaoguang again and said: "Yaoguang, the princess of the mermaid tribe..."

Yao Guang corrected: "She is a saint." Ye Xiaochuan rolled his eyes at her, and then said: "Mr. Yao Guang... The saint not only has thunder from the sky, she also has the legendary horn of the dead. I call you That's why I came here. Wu Lei, why are you opening your mouth so much? Why don't you make me unable to take care of myself just because it's a small thing? This is not a small thing, right? Why did the Divine Sword fall to the ground? Pay attention to your personal image. There are only two sword gods in the world now. You are the left-handed sword god, and I am the bladeless sword god. If you don’t pay attention to your personal image, I will be embarrassed too... and you, Lao Wang, Lao Wang next door, what's the matter with you? I just said that Lao Feng lost the Divine Sword of Ganjiang and it damaged his personal image. This is still making me confused. Why did you also lose your Divine Sword? This bad habit of throwing things is not good. It will not only pollute the environment, but also hit children. Even if it doesn't hit children, it is still bad if it hits some flowers and plants... Miss Axiang, this is your fault. Didn't you see that I was holding an ideological symposium to educate them? Why did you lose the stick? If you don't want these magic weapons, you can give them to me. I don't mind... Oh... it hurts... Qiyou, Tap it, tap it, your ears will fall off

Got it! "

The nagging Ye Xiaochuan finally stopped under Yun Qiyou's delicate fingers.

Yun Qiyou twisted Ye Xiaochuan's ears and dragged him to the corner of the stone house.

Wang Zaishan is a sentimental little old man. He is not young, has a high level of cultivation, and has inherited the memories of his ancestors. However, he is more sad about spring and autumn than a sentimental sixteen-year-old girl.

After he reacted, he started wailing, wiping tears, and beating his chest like a lion in heat.

Fortunately, Axiang had already set up a soundproof barrier around the stone house. Otherwise, if people outside heard a grown man crying and howling inside, there might be some disgusting gossip.

Feng Yuyan's reaction was not small. He didn't pick up the generals and gods who fell on the ground. He hugged Wang Zaishan and howled non-stop. For those who didn't understand, he thought these two guys had the habit of splitting peaches after cutting off their sleeves.

That is a go-getter and a divine general, the fifth-ranked go-getter among the top ten divine weapons in the world, ranking higher than the Chunjun in Miaofa Xiaoni's hand and the Chixiao in Zuo Qiu's hand.

A nine-day divine weapon of this level was now thrown away by Feng Yuyan like garbage in the stone house that had been abandoned for a year.

Ye Xiaochuan wanted to instruct Wangcai to pick up the Divine Sword of Ganjiang, but when he turned around, he remembered that Wangcai had broken his scalp when he took off last time. He had been a traitor in the past two days and had been in Axiang's arms. Spend the day in moderate temperatures.

Ye Xiaochuan was actually wrong. The reason why Wangcai was so devoted to hiding in Axiang's arms was not only to avoid possible retaliation from Ye Xiaochuan's master, but also to avoid Fugui.

Fugui always liked to peck at his feathers, and he couldn't beat Fugui. It was safest to hide here with Axiang. Fugui seemed to be very afraid of Axiang and didn't dare to get close.

Without Wangcai's help, Ye Xiaochuan had to do it by himself. Seeing the two men crying and holding their heads, he threw his moral integrity into the wind, and actually lay on the ground, quietly crawling towards the fallen Ganjiang God.

The stone house was not too big. There were eight people in the house at the moment. Even if Ye Xiaochuan turned into a maggot and crawled over, he would be discovered, not to mention that he was not a maggot.

When he lay on the ground and reached out to grab the Ganjiang Sword, a little foot stepped on the back of his hand.

Ye Xiaochuan looked up and saw that it was Wanyan Wulei who lowered his head and looked at him with a very strange look.

Wanyan Wulei was not a blood awakener like Feng Yuyan and Wang Zaishan. The abnormal excitement of Old Feng and Old Wang did not happen to Wanyan Wulei. At this moment, she was very sober and had long discovered that Ye Xiaochuan was lying on the ground and arched towards here. She soon guessed Ye Xiaochuan's thoughts.