Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

Three thousand whites!

Qing Emperor Palace Lord, Qin Changqing!

Around the gambling arena, even though everyone had expected it, when they looked at the white clothes, everyone's expressions once again became dumbfounded.

Quietly, the entire gambling arena fell into silence.

No one made a sound, everyone looked at the figure standing calmly under the three thousand white clothes.

Awe, envy, jealousy... all kinds of eyes converge on one person.

Su Xuan was even more silent, she looked at the three thousand white clothes.

Ten strokes of the agreement, there is one more.

But how did she do this trick? Burn the law, burn life?

Even if the law burns life, one move can kill three thousand shadows ahead?

She looked at Qin Xuan and stared at Qin Xuan.

"You, you won!" At this moment, Su Xuan sneered and turned directly.

The moment she turned, Su Xuan's shoulder was shaking slightly.

For ten years, she has been following in Qin Xuan's footsteps. However, in these ten years, Su Xuan has discovered that the gap between her and Qin Xuan has grown wider.

Not resigned?

perhaps!

A touch of self-deprecating flashed across Su Xuan's mouth, and Qin Xuan's words still seemed to linger in her ears.

The saint of the Holy Heavenly Sect is placed in the vast star sky, in the realm of comprehension, not even Tianjiao.

Let you ten moves, do not want to deceive you.

Su Xuan's shoulders trembled more and more bloodshot in her eyes.

"Qin Changqing, sooner or later, Su Xuan, I will defeat you!"

She had a thought in her heart, but she never spoke.

With a bang, Su Xuan's body separated from the holy heaven true lotus, the corners of her mouth were bleeding, and a rainbow rose from her feet, straight out of the treasure city.

Qin Xuan looked at Su Xuan's figure, his pupils were like water, and he was covered in three thousand white clothes, quietly falling into him.

Entanglement or grievances.

At least this battle, Su Xuan will not provoke him in a short time.

As for the future...

Qin Xuan stepped outside the gambling arena, with Su Xuan's capital, wanted to fight him again, but a joke.

After Qin Xuan and Su Xuan both left, the entire gambling arena was boiling.

Like an outbreak after calm, everyone was discussing the previous battle.

"Under that robe, it is really Qing Emperor Hall Master Qin Changqing!"

"Ten years, ten years Qin Changqing disappeared, and now he actually appeared in Tongbao City!"

"Ten strokes, that is Saintess Suxuan. In front of the Palace Master of the Azure Emperor, she did not even dare to make the tenth stroke, and she has already retreated."

"Qin Changqing, it's no wonder that I'm so arrogant. If I can have my demeanor one day, I will be hopeless to become a fairy."

"Didn't it mean that Xianhuang City is about to be opened? Qin Changqing holds the key to Xianhuang City, and now he appears..."

...

The entire gambling arena is boiling, and Qin Xuan has returned to his original position in the Evergreen Building.

In the empty Evergreen Building, Qin Xuan saw the returning boy and Luo Yao.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly. At first he suppressed Luo Yao, but later saw Feng Bao but found that Luo Yao was not there.

He didn't ask much at that time, but now it seems that Feng Bao has arranged a good place for Luo Yao.

Tongbao City, Evergreen Building!

"I have seen seniors!" Luo Yao walked over and slowly saluted.

"Why be so polite, I think Feng Baoruyou, you can also call me Evergreen." Qin Xuan looked at Luo Yao, with a strange color in his eyes.

Luo Yao was startled. In her impression, Qin Xuan was not such a nice person to get along with.

Is it possible...

"I'm pregnant, congratulations!"

Qin Xuan raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Luo Yao. At the same time, he couldn't help but smile a little, "Feng Bao, the fat man, started too quickly. It's only ten years."

Luo Yao was stunned, and immediately, her cheeks caught fire.

"Senior Evergreen, don't get me wrong, I just like children."

"Ok!"

"That was an accident..."

"Ok!"

Qin Xuan looked at Luo Yao and the figure who fled from the wasteland with a smile.

He gradually retracted his gaze and turned to look outside the Evergreen Building.

Heir?

Haoer!

He lightly sipped a sip of Wanbao Qiongye, but his eyes seemed to see the vast sky of stars through the remains of the fairy phoenix.

Ten years, it was almost a hundred years since Qin Hao and others entered the realm of cultivation.

After this Xianhuang relic, let's go to the realm of cultivation.

I don't know how old my old deceased is, how well is it now?

About three hours later, the Evergreen Building was already overcrowded.

Even outside the building, many monks gathered.

They looked at Qin Xuan, but the tables and chairs near Qin Xuan were empty.

Many people even saw Qin Xuan for the first time, and were extremely curious about this Palace Master Qing Emperor.

At this moment, the outside of the building suddenly became silent.

Immediately, three figures entered the Evergreen Building.

The leader, a woman, wearing a purple gauze, graceful and seductive, with white lines between the eyebrows, enchanting eyes, like a bewildering sentient beings, red lips and jade neck, a touch of white on her chest, which almost evokes the most primitive desire in people's hearts.

On the right, there is a person with a gray robe on his body, a high bun, and scattered white hair, like a snow silk in the dark night, a pair of eyes are slightly treacherous, and a strange smile on the corners of the mouth looks like a The magic stick wandering in the red dust.

On the left, there is a monk's red gold robe. The gold thread on the robe seems to be flowing, extraordinary to the extreme. The eyebrows are straight and the eyes are light, the head does not leave any silk, a little bit of buddha sand on the forehead, one hand holding Buddha power, the other holding a golden rod , If the Mahayana monk.

The three of them looked at Qin Xuan with different expressions.

Wuxian surprises, Tianxu laughs strangely, and unscrupulously bows his head.

"Evergreen!" Wuxian's figure flashed and appeared beside Qin Xuan. If there was no bone in his arm, he touched Qin Xuan's shoulder, "You can be regarded as showing up. I heard that you even took Suxuan that fool The lesson?"

Wu Xianxiao's eyes were bent, as if the entire Evergreen Building was full of intrigue.

She patted Qin Xuan on the shoulder, and said, "Good job!"

"Girl, it's not that you won Suxuan, don't be too happy too early." Tianxu was always on the sidelines to tear down the stage, "Don't forget, seven years ago, you and Suxuan played against each other, but they were half tricks. Your reputation as a fairyless saint can be destroyed!"

"Shut up, old Taoist, the dog can't spit out ivory." Wuxian glared at Tianxu fiercely. The fight seven years ago, but she thought it was a big humiliation in her life. In nian, she converged on how much playful thoughts, focused on practicing, looking for opportunities to sharpen herself.

"Girl, it would be boring for you to avenge revenge like this!"

"Do you want to die?" There was a trace of evil spirit in Wuxian's eyes.

The unscrupulous one on the side seemed to be used to the two people's quarrel.

He came with a golden staff in his hand, "The little monk congratulates the evergreen donor for the great increase in his skill in the past ten years. My Buddha is compassionate. The little monk feels that the donor is bound to my Buddhist school. If he is willing to escape the common customs and enter my empty door, I am afraid that his strength is more than that!"

"You bald donkey, do you want to die? Let Changqing be a monk with you!"

"Yes, Changqing, don't be fooled by this bald donkey. In the past ten years, he doesn't know how many monks have been cheated. Do you see this robes? That is a half-step great treasure who was knocked by him. Dizzy, grab it!"

The two people who were still quarreling before, Wuxian and Tianxu are now the same enemy, glaring at Wuxin.

Unscrupulous and unconcerned, he sighed with the Buddhist ritual, "This thing is predestined to my Buddha, and all things have anims. How can a little monk see others violently send heaven and things? Although this is morally harmful, it is also a helpless move. "

"For the spirit of the robes, the little monk does not go to hell, who will go to hell?"

"Do you still need a face?"

"This guy has a thicker skin than the old Taoist priest!"

The voices of spurning and disgust sounded in this evergreen building, and the surrounding monks looked at the three people, even more stunned.

Who could have imagined that these three people, looking at this fairy phoenix ruins, there are few people who can be the enemy.