"Rumble..."

Muffled thunder rolled and dark clouds pressed down.

As soon as Jiang Lijiu crushed the random teleportation talisman and came to an unknown hilltop, he saw a thunderbolt crashing down on him.

"Xuanyuan Sword!"

"Zheng~"

The sound of the sword is crisp.

The next second, it emerged from between her eyebrows and stabbed straight into the sky.

The two parties collided, and countless electric arcs spread to the surroundings, tearing apart the boundless darkness.

After blocking the blow, she quickly crossed her legs and fell into meditation, using her spiritual power to resist the catastrophe.

She had been possessed by a demon for hundreds of years in her previous life, and she was on the verge of ascension, so she was able to deal with the thunder tribulation during the separation stage, which was quite handy.

"Crack-"

The thunderbolts as thick as millstones struck down hard.

Jiujiu 81, she has passed eighty, and with only one last blow left, she can break through the constraints of the Nascent Soul Peak and officially step into the separation!

By then, in the world of cultivation, you will have more or less say, and you will not be easily framed.

More importantly, she wants to grow up quickly, protect the one she loves, and no longer let him face setbacks alone forever, nor does she want him to be knocked down by anyone!

Thinking of this, the look in her phoenix eyes became more determined.

"Xuanyuan Sword, put it away!"

Jiang Lijiu put away her divine weapon, and instantly a huge silver-white thunder struck her head.

"Pfft~"

A mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The meridians were cut off at the root, and the tearing pain came, as if thousands of sharp swords were piercing the body at the same time.

She gritted her teeth and endured the thunderstorm.

Soon, a very strong ice-blue spiritual power traveled throughout the body, constantly reshaping the meridians and Dantian.

Looking inward with his spiritual consciousness, he discovered that Nascent Soul had grown up a little at this time, and his little face lost its cuteness and had a solemn feeling.

"Congratulations to Xiao Jiu'er for entering the stage of separation."

A low-alcohol, clear voice sounded from behind.

"Master?"

Jiang Lijiu felt happy when he heard this familiar voice and turned his head to look.

"Didn't Master say that you need to be careful to avoid suspicion recently and not go out at will?"

"stupid."

Shen Yujin laughed softly.

Jiang Lijiu quickly ran forward, stood on tiptoes, hooked his slender neck, got closer and looked at him carefully, and suddenly smiled, "So the master used his clone to secretly see his disciple?"

"Well, the main body is drinking tea with Mr. Jun."

"Why don't you call me father?"

"If he calls me a few more times, he will lock me up in Liangyi Hall and won't allow him to come out."

Speaking of this, Shen Yujin's eyes flashed with helplessness, and he bowed his head and kissed the little girl's eyebrows, saying quite aggrievedly.

"Today he heard me call him father more than 300 times. If it weren't for Xiao Jiuer, I really wouldn't want to pay attention to him."

"Pfft! Hahaha..."

Jiang Lijiu's eyes were crescent, like two crescent moons.

When Shen Yujin looked at her beautiful and beautiful face, the joy of her youth finally appeared, and her heart moved slightly.

He pretended to be serious, "Xiao Jiu'er doesn't respect the teacher and dares to laugh at my teacher. If my teacher doesn't punish you today, you will definitely go to the house to unveil the tiles in the future."

"Master, what do you want to punish?" Jiang Lijiu raised his face and forcibly suppressed the raised corners of his mouth.

However, the smile in his eyes could not be hidden.

But she saw that Junxiu's face was getting bigger and bigger, and then there was a warm and soft touch on her lips, gradually going deep, tossing and turning, swallowing up all her breath.

After a while, Jiang Lijiu suddenly remembered something and pushed him away hard.

Shen Yujin refused to let go, imprisoning her tightly in his arms. The charm in his eyes was not gone, but there was a hint of depth and darkness in his eyes.

His long, jade-like fingers ran through the girl's soft hair, "Don't you like my master punishing you like this? Or is it for someone else?"

Speaking of this, his eyes fell on the ivory white flute on Jiang Lijiu's neck.

For a moment, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and she quickly passed through a hint of gloom, but her tone was nonchalant, "Xiao Jiuer, this flute pendant is made from thousand-year-old rhinoceros horns. It is worth a lot of money. Who gave it to me?"

"It's a gift from the Lord of the Underworld, what's wrong?"

After Jiang Lijiu finished speaking, she felt Weilian's fingers slide across her cheek, pinch her chin, and was forced to face the man's thoughtful face.

She thought for a while and then added, "It is normal for us in the world of cultivators to exchange tokens with ghosts in the underworld for the convenience of exterminating evil spirits in order to seek cooperation. Master, are you jealous?"

"Yes, jealous."

"Oh."

"Being a perfunctory teacher?"

"Disciple, no, Master has wronged me."

"Then why did you not let me get close to you just now?"

"what?!"

Jiang Lijiu then remembered that he had just overcome the disaster and had no time to deal with himself.

So, he quickly took out the carved bronze mirror from the ring, and what he saw was a face that had been struck by lightning, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, with messy hair.

She lowered her head and saw that the dress was not inappropriate since it was a magical weapon from the Immortal Sect.

"My disciple is like this, Master doesn't remind me?"

"It looks good, not dirty."

Shen Yujin looked into the mirror from behind her, and a few streaks of dust made the girl's cheeks whiter and more delicate.

Remove a bit of otherworldly fireworks.

Adds cuteness and cuteness.

Thinking of this, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but stretched out his finger and scratched a dark mark on her face.

He smiled half-heartedly and joked, "Like a little cat."

"Master!"

Jiang Lijiu cast a cleaning spell to wash away the ashes on his body.

She glared at him.

The latter always had a smile on his face.

Angry, she turned around and walked away, figuring out the direction and heading towards the city gate.

Shen Yujin ducked and followed, "Are you angry?"

The little girl said nothing.

"If Xiao Jiu'er doesn't return to Wuji Immortal Palace, are there other things to deal with?"

"..."

No matter what he said, Jiang Lijiu ignored him.

As I walked, it suddenly became quiet behind me. I couldn't hear any sound, not even the chirping of insects.

She paused.

Shen Yujin never followed.

"Master, don't make trouble and come out."

Jiang Lijiu suddenly looked back, and there was no one in sight. He clearly knew that his master was not as weak as the previous rumors.

But the shadow of her past life was too great, and she was still worried.

She was afraid that he would be stupid, do something to hurt herself, and finally leave her alone in the world.

"If you don't come out, my disciple will..."

"Just what?"

With a heavy weight on his shoulders, Jiang Lijiu was embraced by a pair of long arms from behind.

There was a warm breath that could not be ignored in his ears, causing a slight itch.

Shen Yujin noticed that her body was stiff in her arms, and she slowly lowered her eyes. Under the dim moonlight, she could clearly see the red tips of the little girl's ears.

Knowing that she would explode if he teased her any longer, he changed the subject, "I've been tormented by Master Jun for a whole day, so I'm a little tired."

"This is not too far from Donghua City. I will take Master to rest."

Jiang Lijiu turned his eyes and caught the flash of fatigue in his eyes.

All the anger...

Break up!

These days, he has just been replaced by Wudu Immortal Lord with his immortal bones.

Plus you need to take nirvana grass.

He practices his sword in advance every day to get used to the cultivation techniques, which is really not easy.

Especially when practicing swordsmanship, spiritual power cannot be used, only physical strength is used.

This was indeed difficult to overcome for his injured hand from climbing the Immortal Mountain.

Several times she saw his hand holding the sword shaking, but he still pretended to be extremely relaxed in front of her.

She sighed softly and quietly put her hand into the sleeves of the man's large and complicated robe, holding his hand. "If Master doesn't return to his true form, it's better to go back to the inn with my disciple."

"The room is a bit crude, not as good as Master's Worry-Free Peak Siyu Palace, but it is liveable."

Shen Yujin looked up at the dim lights coming from the carved windows upstairs, and thought of the time when she was there, secretly watching someone enter the Qingyun Palace opposite to hand in a task.

He raised his arms, and the two tightly clasped hands came into view, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth unconsciously, "It's enough to have Xiao Jiu'er here."

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