I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

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Zixuan turned into a purple shadow, and began to follow the induction from the mountainside of Tongtian Peak to the outside of the sword mound.

Looking at a large forest in front of him and Jianzhong Shifeng in the distance.

A flash of light appeared in Zixuan's hand, and she looked around.

"The closer you get here, the more you feel Yeping's breath."

"It's been a few springs and autumns!"

"Now I can't help but look for it, and I violated the order of the holy lady."

"I really can't forget that scene decades ago."

"Yeping, do you remember me?"

"Will this time be the same as in the previous life, because of my own reasons..."

Zixuan seemed to recall something, and the entanglement in her heart became more complicated.

I thought of Lin Yeping who was willing to block the knife and die to save him.

I remembered what he said before he died.

The stunning beauty under the white scarf also became tangled.

The closer you get to Jianzhong, the more intense that familiar aura becomes.

After tangled and hesitant wandering.

After finding out where the person she was looking for was, she suddenly didn't know whether to go or not.

If it wasn't for Qingwei's serious injury and not being alive, she might have followed the order of the holy aunt not to come here!

"Hey, it's all here, what are you still struggling with?"

"No one can stop me from wanting to see Yeping, so what if it's Qingwei?"

There was a flash of determination in Zixuan's eyes, and she walked towards Jianzhong with a graceful posture.

at this time.

Xue Jian, who was playing in the woods, was still hitting a branch with a wooden sword.

Although he didn't have a cultivation base, Xue Jian, who had a special blood in his body, naturally sensed a holy and holy person walking towards here.

The aura emanating from this person is very similar to that of Brother Yang.

Even stronger.

Let yourself feel a kind of warmth.

Xuejian looked at Zixuan who was walking slowly over wearing a purple gauze dress with wide and small eyes.

After seeing her beautiful eyes and half of her face exposed under the veil,

Seeing a small face staring wide open, Xue exclaimed.

"Who are you, sister? What are you doing here?"

"But you are so beautiful!"

"I have never seen anyone as beautiful as you in the entire Shu Mountain."

Seeing the cute and exciting Xue Jian, Zixuan squatted down, touched her head and said.

"Little sister, what are you doing here?"

"Are you alone around here?"

Xue Jian nodded, then shook her head again.

"Of course not. Besides me, there is Baidoufu, Brother Yang who shrinks in his room every day."

"It just so happens that Brother Yang has been single for more than [-] years, and he is almost becoming an old nerd."

Zixuan frowned when she heard these novel words.

What does old otaku mean?Does it mean that people are very old?

Don't come out late by yourself!

Isn't Shushan a sect of cultivating immortals?

Even if the talent is not good and the cultivation level is not high, there should be a way to maintain the same appearance!

Xuejian didn't know what Zixuan was struggling with.

But still muttered.

"Brother Yang must be very happy to have such a beautiful sister here!"

"I will definitely bring out a lot of delicious snacks to entertain us."

"Beef jerky, ice cream and juice."

Xue Jian seemed to think of the deliciousness of these snacks, and wiped away the saliva that flowed out.

"Brother Yang often talks about mobile phones, goddesses, happy fat house water and so on."

"The reward given by a girl who came over may be even higher."

Xuejian muttered a few words, then said to Zixuan very seriously.

"Sister, you are so beautiful, you must be the goddess that Brother Yang mentioned!"

Zi Xuan, who was still thinking, immediately shook her head after hearing Xue Jian's words.

"No, no, I'm not a god. If I were a god, I wouldn't be in such pain."

In Zixuan's impression.

It is estimated that their family can be called a god, and only their creator is the only one.

The ancient Nuwa is a great god.

So no matter how high their cultivation base is, they will not be called gods outside.

"No sister, I'm not the god I was talking about."

"It is to describe a woman who is very beautiful and whose appearance is unique in the world."

A compliment for Xuejian's childishness and seriousness.

"Really? Little sister, your mouth is really sweet."

Zixuan smiled lightly, a gentle and sweet laughter came from her body.

Being female.

No matter how old or how high a woman is.

After hearing others praise their kindness, they are naturally very happy.

Seeing Zixuan smiled, Xuejian quickly dragged him towards Jianzhong.

"Since you're all here, come home with me and have a look!"

"Presumably Baidoufu and Brother Yang really want to meet the goddess, sister."

At this moment, Zixuan also let Xuejian pull her to run into the sword mound, and she was in a much happier mood.

Xuejian was pulling Zixuan, and ran out of the woods out of breath.

He brought Zixuan to the small courtyard where she and Yang Chen lived.

Looking at the empty yard, Xue Jian shouted directly.

"Brother Yang, Baidoufu, look who I brought back."

"Who did you bring back?"

"Xuejian is back!"

Xu Changqing, who was practicing sword in the backyard, looked into the middle of the yard.

Seeing Xuejian standing in the yard with a purple-clothed woman with outstanding figure and beautiful eyes.

Strange, how could it give him such an incomparably intimate and familiar feeling?

It was as if he knew this girl in purple.

The second monk Xu Changqing Zhang couldn't figure it out, and he was a little confused about the strange feeling that suddenly appeared in his heart.

As for Yang Chen, he walked out of the wooden house carelessly.

Originally, he was still thinking about the problem, but was interrupted by Xue Jian's voice.

"Could you be more ladylike all day long? This time I brought someone back."

Yang Chen stepped into the courtyard with strides.

At a glance, she saw Zixuan standing with Xuejian with a smile on her face.

"Let me see, yo, she is still a big beauty."

Yang Chen is naturally not as careless as he appears on the surface.

Instead, he used his cultivation base to gather spiritual power on his eyes.

Through his eyes, he could see the incomparably thick spiritual power in Zixuan's body, which seemed to be somewhat similar in nature to the Daewoo Divine Sword Sutra skill in his own body.

It's just that the spiritual power in Zixuan's body contains more vitality attributes.

His own spiritual power is more inclined to attack and eliminate external evils.

Moreover, her bloodline is so powerful that even the current Yang Chen can't see through it.

It is much stronger than the Wugou God Body he cultivated and the special blood in Xue Jian's body.

It doesn't seem to be human race.

However, there is no murderous intent or intention to kill, and it seems that there is no threat to Xuejian.

"The cultivation level of this beautiful woman brought back by Xue Jian, and the bloodline primordial spirit in her body are a bit special!"

Yang Chen shook his head.

Immediately afterwards, she put on a smile and came to Zixuan.

"This girl, Xiao Ke's name is Yang Chen, I don't know how to call her."

Zixuan said softly.

"My name is Xuan Zi."

......

In the third watch, my eyes are blurred and I need a rest urgently.

Seek reminders and praise.