Sacrifice to Feed Demons [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

It was snowing heavily outside the house, and the thick snow buried the chirping of insects and birds. When everything was silent, a knock on the door woke up the two people who were isolated from the world.

The doorman was yawning and drowsy in the narrow conservatory, just like the owner of the mansion, he didn't want to go out at all, but the sound of the door panel knocking was unhurried, but inexplicably clear to the ear.

"I'm coming!"

As a last resort, he went out the door, was shocked by the cold wind outside the house, curled up and stomped his feet fiercely, then hurried to the door and opened the door gate, and said to the person who knocked on the door through a narrow gap : "Where did the guest come from, and what does it have to do with the owner of the house?"

The visitor raised the brim of the bamboo hat, revealing a gentle and beautiful face. The black pupils could not be brought into focus, but people could see the smile inside and the melancholy lingering between the brows.

"Hua Man Lou, I'm an old friend of the owner of the house."

For many days, Ji Xianjun, who had been eating, sleeping, and eating like raising a pig, was suddenly pulled up by a hand.

Without opening her eyes, Ji Xianjun grabbed his wrist with her backhand.

"Changqin, want to go out to see the snow again? Then don't look for me, the snow outside has wiped your ankles, and the snow outside the city will only get bigger. You can't see anything except a piece of white. It's better to be like me. Just stay at home..."

"Huamanlou is here," Prince Changqin said expressionlessly, "so you can save yourself the words of refusing me to go out every time."

Every time I ask you to go out and pretend to be like this, thinking about it is also a resentment.

"..." Ji Xianjun opened his eyes, and there was no sleepiness in his eyes, which proved that what Prince Changqin said was right, but he tilted his head and sighed deeply, "I can't be free again."

Prince Changqin: "?"

After getting up, Ji Xianjun picked up the middle coat hanging on the hanger and put it on. You must know that he usually wears an obscene garment indoors, and at most puts on a coat in the garden. Reasonable and upright, in Prince Changqin's memory, it was something that happened before she lived in seclusion.

While thinking about it, Prince Changqin quietly watched him comb his long hair, and then stepped forward to take over when he couldn't stand the tear of his long hair.

"Are you fighting with your own hair?"

What is the level of disability?It's so handicapped!

Ji Xianjun didn't seem to know that she was being slandered in her heart, so she enjoyed Changqin's service quite consciously, but she didn't forget to defend herself.

"I'm not good at this."

Prince Changqin: "It's just combing hair, why not find someone who is good at it?"

"It makes sense," Ji Xianjun smiled at the corners of his eyes, "In this way, it's really worth the money for me to save you."

"..." Prince Changqin was silent for a moment, then tightened his fingers fiercely, pulling the long hair between his fingers.

Ji Xianjun: "It hurts!"

This person's wailing sound is extremely sweet!

The corners of Prince Changqin's mouth turned up, and he let go of his strength, but the pinnae hidden in his hair turned slightly red.

"The luthier's hands are not for your hair."

Ji Xianjun reached out his hand several times to rub the sore place, but was slapped away by the prince Changqin. After a while, he said unwillingly: "It's the same to play the piano for me."

"Meeting a bosom friend in high mountains and flowing water, have you ever seen a bosom friend who combed his hair?" Prince Changqin tied the last knot of his hair, and before he could say anything, the palm of his hand fell into Ji Xianjun's hand the next moment. This person stood up and turned around in a semicircle with Prince Changqin in his arms. He was already slightly taller than Prince Changqin in height, not to mention that his action seemed to be taking advantage of him.

Prince Changqin said angrily, "Ji Xianjun!"

Ji Xianjun smiled and twisted a strand of long hair around his ear, with deep eyes and a smile on his lips.

"My hair is knotted with silkworm horns, my hair is white, and my hair reaches my waist. I will marry you in the future. You can't comb your hair without a confidant, but those who can comb their hair... are rude."

He refuted Prince Changqin as if he was expounding a certain point of view, but turned around and left casually after touching his heart.

Prince Changqin, who was let go by him, drooped his eyes and said nothing, the fluctuation in his heart would not be so clean after all.

He looked at the person who opened the door and went out. There was only white snow outside the door. He was the only one dressed in purple, and his ink-dyed long hair was braided by himself. Get away with style before responding.

How rude is a word of impoliteness!

Prince Changqin narrowed her eyes and felt the ever-expanding emotions in her heart like waves, and followed them out after slowing down.

The doors and windows covered with thick cotton cloth are separated from the ice and snow outside the window, and the warmth like spring inside the house.

The coldness and warmth in people's hearts are most unreal.

One person was in front and the other was behind, footsteps came one after another, and the footprints also showed an entangled posture.

They overlap for a while, and separate for a while, as if they are dancing a double dance, sticking together with the beat, and then breaking the connection at a certain moment.

Really worried!

The prince Changqin let out a mouthful of gloomy air. The white air condensed into frost visible to the naked eye due to the cold, and then disappeared. All the scenery in his eyes was so strange, different from the Mt. Ouyang Shaogong has witnessed similar scenes many times, but not that time his mood would be as bleak as the falling snow falling outside.

"Changqin."

But just when he was about to step into the snow, the voice with a smile at all times sounded behind him, Prince Changqin didn't want to turn around, if he turned around, he would be doomed again, he had this premonition.

"Changqin..."

However, that voice came out insistently, which made him shake.

"what's up?"

Prince Changqin turned around, and the tail of her hair drew an arc in the air, bringing a gust of wind, blowing away the snowflakes that drifted into the corridor.

Ji Xianjun withdrew his gaze from staring at him. This action caused Prince Changqin's eyes to darken. He unconsciously looked towards the sky.

"I was thinking, if you are cold, walk beside me."

The crown prince Changqin was stunned, and Ji Xianjun had already walked forward after finishing speaking. This time, Changqin noticed that there was a moderately vacant seat beside him, and his position near the verandah could indeed cover that position. Shelter from the wind and rain.

Prince Changqin chased after her with a complicated face, not knowing how to deal with Ji Xianjun's teasing.

It's just this heartbeat... can't stop...

Opening the door of the reception room, following the wind, cold and snow, those who rushed into the house were the bright sky outside, and two people who came together.

Hua Manlou turned his head when he heard the sound, and before Ji Xianjun could speak, he smiled and said, "Xianjun, it's been a long time since last time, see you again, won't you not welcome me?"

Ji Xianjun was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "How could that be?" He sat down with Prince Changqin separately, his eyes were very good, and he couldn't mistake the gloomy look on Huamanlou's usually peaceful expression, "You Did you come here to reminisce about the old days?"

Hua Manlou nodded lightly, and said as if it was hard to say: "I have something to trouble you, Xian Jun."

Ji Xianjun is always generous to the friends he recognizes, not to mention Hua Manlou's reason for coming is not difficult to guess.

"Is it a snow disaster?"

"Well," Hua Manlou nodded, "This year's university is not limited to the bitterly cold places in northern Saibei, even Jiangnan, which has never seen snow all year round, has signs of snow disasters. From this, it can be seen that the situation in other places will definitely not be good, so I plan to study in After the disaster relief from the imperial court, in the name of the Hua family, we will organize wealthy households from all over the country to send some money, silk, rice and grain to the severely affected places."

"It's a good thing, I support it," Ji Xianjun smiled, without any objection, "Is there anything I can help with?"

Hua Manlou pursed the corners of her lips, and said helplessly, "Actually, I also want to invite people from the Jianghu to join the disaster relief personnel."

Ji Xianjun understood Huamanlou's worries after a little thought.

No matter where you are, there are always people who take advantage of the fire, not to mention that the Hua family has been famous for a long time. The disaster relief team led by them this time must have a lot of good things.

"Not to mention the softness of gold and silver, but the possibility of food being robbed by victims of disasters in these places is not small," Ji Xianjun tapped on the table, adding a few loopholes that Huamanlou hadn't thought of, "Are you actually You can find an escort agency."

Hua Manlou smiled wryly: "I've tried, but they all refused."

"Why?" Ji Xianjun asked curiously, "There's no reason to push the business out."

Hua ManLou: "When Xian Jun was at home for a long time, I didn't know that the storm was raging outside."

Ji Xianjun listened attentively.

Hua Manlou picked up the tea prepared by Prince Changqin for the three of them, thanked him in a low voice, and said, "Have you ever heard of the black and white double list?"

Ji Xianjun's expression suddenly became weird.

Hua Manlou is blind, although he acts as usual, no sign of blindness can be seen, but the change in expression is still a blind spot.

He didn't see Ji Xianjun's expression suddenly turned into a helpless expression, and he said with a melancholy voice: "In the past, every time the double ranking appeared in the arena, there would be a wave of bravery and ruthlessness in the martial arts world."

Ji Xianjun picked up the teacup like Huamanlou, but he did it to cover up, and replied vaguely: "It's normal, the ranking is small, the reputation is big, no one wants to be a servant, everyone wants to be a superior people."

As the name suggests, the list on the list does not matter how authoritative the person who publishes the list is, but there are always people who do not believe in evil and feel that their position should be in a higher place.

Then when these people take action, they will become unscrupulous, trying their best to bring down the one above them, and turn the honor of the other party into their own glory.

And just so barely can say a healthy competition, the real trouble is that people who were originally good friends turned against each other because of the distance on the list, and the two people who had animosity became more enmity because of this.

It is expected that the entire rivers and lakes will be accompanied by a burst of smoke and war in the next few years.

"Wen Wu is the first, and Wu Wu is the second," Prince Changqin said indifferently: "Since you are from the Jianghu, it is only natural that you become like this."

Hua Manlou smiled wryly, but he had no way to refute, and he didn't even want to refute.

Ji Xianjun thought for a while and said, "Double rankings appear in Jianghu...... Is there any other news?"

Hua Manlou's expression was solemn: "Yes, I heard that Cihang Jingzhai, who has retired to the South China Sea for a long time, has sent a new generation of successors. It is said that he was ranked in the top ten of the white list when he first joined the WTO. The Demon Sect responded the same and sent a mysterious person."

"Mystery man?"

Ji Xianjun and Prince Changqin asked at the same time.

Hua Manlou: "No one knows who he is, but everyone has heard about it. According to rumors, when the disciple of Jingzhai, who joined the world this time, went to the street one day, someone suddenly wrote on the back of his clothes that he could crack the Cihang sword. According to those who witnessed it at the time, Jingzhai’s disciple’s complexion changed drastically, and he took off his coat on the street without hesitation, and flew away.”

Ji Xianjun: "This reaction seems to be true."

Hua Manlou was in a heavy heart, and stopped talking after speaking.

Ji Xianjun looked at him for a while, then suddenly said to Prince Changqin: "How about we go and have a look?"

Hua Manlou raised his head in surprise.

Prince Changqin is everything.

"If you want to go then go."

Hua Manlou: "...Xianjun...you..."

"Don't get me wrong, we just want to go out for a walk," Ji Xianjun said with a good-natured smile, there is one thing he didn't say, he always has to see the effect with his own eyes.

Unconsciously, Hua Manlou relaxed her tense shoulders, and her expression became very soft.

"Thank you very much."

Ji Xianjun waited until Huamanlou was taken down by the maid to catch the wind and wash away the dust, then turned around and exchanged two cups of herbal tea with the prince calmly.

Prince Changqin: "Why should I make up my mind again?"

Ji Xianjun thought about it carefully, and said, "I'm soft-hearted."

Prince Changqin: "Who will believe it?"

Ji Xianjun: "Don't tell me, don't I soften my heart for you?"

The prince Changqin choked up, walked away with a flick of his sleeves, and left behind a word.

"Don't wake up tomorrow morning."

Ji Xianjun, who was left on the spot, smiled, and quickly restrained her smile. Thinking of the piles of things waiting for her in the rivers and lakes, she suddenly felt inexplicably funny.

He knew how many people feared him since the Forbidden Summit, and how many people tried to get something from him.

But then he ran away directly, so they could only find him through Jade Raksha.

But now that he wants to return to the rivers and lakes, some nails that he turned a blind eye to before must be removed.

Existence alone is an eyesore, and this alone is a capital offense.

There are constant turmoil in the martial arts world, and the rivers and lakes are still flowing deep. People gathered at the foot of Mount Tai like pollen attracting bees. They don't know that these crazy bees and butterflies are attracting a ferocious predator.

According to legend, the great god who taught Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuuxue a lesson is about to appear!

That's right, after a period of fermentation, Ji Xianjun changed from a person called Ximen Chuuxue who couldn't hold a sword to a god who can't be messed with by sword gods and sword immortals.

When Ji Xianjun sent Huamanlou away, and then traveled far away from home with Prince Changqin to the vicinity of Mount Tai, the gossip he heard along the way almost made him laugh to death.

What "two swords will decide the top of Mount Tai again, who will fight against the sword fairy and sword god", what "Jian Qingsu holds a sword in his hand, sweep away the prejudice against female heroes in the rivers and lakes", these are still within the normal range, really abnormal, Ji Xianjun was so happy that she repeatedly lamented that people's brains are amazing.

Ye Gucheng's usual sword was broken, and he couldn't find a suitable one, so this time, Taishan came empty-handed, and then the rumors became like this.

"The sword fairy has no sword, the sword god has a sword, you don't have a sword, I have a sword, why not fight hand to hand?"

After summing up the central idea, Ji Xianjun almost couldn't burst out laughing, his expression was serious.

Afterwards, such things as "doubt! The sword god came to Mount Tai, Ximen Chuuxue may get his wish?" I saw Lu Xiaofeng and Sun Xiuqing chatting and laughing, and another beautiful woman was bewitched by four beards!" The more they got closer to Mount Tai.

When everyone saw two shadows approaching from a distance, the man in purple smiled peachy, the corners of his eyes were dizzy, his movements were like the flowing wind returning to the snow, and when he turned around, he was also as clear as a clear breeze.

"Here we are." Ji Xianjun landed on the top of the snow without looking back, there must be no footprints on the distance the two of them have crossed together.

The crown prince Changqin stood firm behind him, shook his sleeves, snowflakes flew, and the ends of his hair became cold.

"Ouch!"

The person who drank hot tea scalded his mouth. When he came back to his senses, a group of people who had been disturbed by him to see the beauty glared at him.

The person who scalded his mouth didn't care about the pain, and hurriedly covered his mouth.

"I shut up, I shut up."

Prince Changqin didn't pay attention to the many gazes, and looked around.

"There are a lot of people."

Ji Xianjun: "[-]% of the Jianghu people have come."

"What about the remaining [-]%?" Prince Changqin may not be really curious, but just asked casually.

Ji Xianjun also answered casually: "Like Wudang, Shaolin and other places that pay attention to pure cultivation, masters and priests may not always come here."

"I don't think so." Crown Prince Changqin raised his chin, and Ji Xianjun saw a middle-aged elder in Taoist robes avoiding the people around him and walking towards him. Whether it was avoiding or leaving, it seemed that he hadn't found him.

This person's kung fu of restraining his breath has reached perfection.

Ji Xianjun whispered his realm.

"The pinnacle of the master."

The middle-aged Taoist came to a place not far from the two of them in a short while. He stopped there and nodded friendly to the two of them.

"Pin Dao Ning Dao Qi, I met Ji Xiaoyou."

Ji Xianjun showed a delicate expression: "You read that right, you are not from here at all, are you?"

Ning Daoqi's expression remained unchanged: "Sure enough, as Mr. Wang said, Ji Xianjun is not an extraordinary person."

Ji Xianjun put on an interested smile.

"Suddenly curious what that person said about me in other people's eyes, isn't it all a compliment?"

Ning Daoqi said gently: "Of course I won't speak ill of you."

Ji Xianjun wrinkled his nose, and the prince Changqin next to him heard him say in a low voice that sounded like a whisper: "There is nothing to show courteousness to, rape or steal."

Prince Changqin felt the same way.

Ning Daoqi: "Please come and go to the place where I'm staying first, both of you."

Ji Xianjun raised her eyebrows, and followed up very obediently.

"I didn't expect to send a great master to meet me. I'm flattered."

Ning Daoqi turned his head while walking and said: "Young master Ji is joking, if he can rearrange the black and white double list, he will also include me in it, from this we can see that the people on the list are far beyond comparison."

"I am over-flattered."

The three of them boasted all the way, and walked all the way to the outside of a house.

In all fairness, the simplicity of this house is nothing compared to the mansion he carefully prepared for his retirement.

But once the door was opened, the scene of crouching tiger, hidden dragon inside the mansion made many people willing to spend the gold of a mansion to admire this grand occasion, or spend the same amount of gold to never appear in front of these people.

With such a huge reaction before and after, it is inevitable to count who are the people in the yard.

First of all, there is the female Jiao'e, who is stunningly beautiful, enchanting to the bone, and as beautiful as a magic fairy.

The dark palace attire completely envelops her, but she can still make people feel her sexy and charming temperament. However, the seductiveness of her body is proved by kitsch words, but it is impossible to describe the touch on her eyebrows. Seductively dignified and glamorous.

Zhu Yuyan, the Empress of Yin, no matter what era she is in, has the charm of looking at the city of people, and then the country, setting off a bloody storm.

Afterwards, Cihang Purdue, icy and pure, with a touch of beauty, the world is most beautiful.

Different from the Yinhou who is dressed up in full dress, this person's clothes are extremely simple, but his momentum is extremely magnificent, magnificent and natural.

You don't need to get close to know that she is the beauty of the character, but after getting close, the temperament is more profound and impressive than the appearance.

This is the magic power of Cihang Jingzhai Fanqinghui.

Then came Ning Daoqi who brought them over.

Known as the No.1 Taoist master in the Central Plains, he was one of the three great masters.

However, compared to the world's evaluation of him, this fifty-year-old still looks like a middle-aged master, and his temperament is far more indifferent and homely than the rumors describe.

Every time Ji Xianjun looked at him, Ning Daoqi would look back as if he felt something, and would blink his eyes in a childlike manner if the number of times was too high, not at all like being reduced to a puppet of Cihang Jingzhai as rumored appearance.

Ji Xianjun listened to their self-introductions one by one, matched the information in her mind with their own, then clapped her hands, interrupting their voices.

"In this way, you asked me to come to find a way to go back to Da Sui?"

These great masters from different forces are vigilant against each other, but when this topic is brought up, they can't help feeling impetuous.

Yin Hou said coldly: "If there is a way, please tell me frankly."

Ning Daoqi sighed: "The only one who knows us in this era is you, Ji Xiaoyou."

"Benefactor," Fan Qinghui's face is clear and beautiful, with a calm and far-reaching attitude, so although her face is beautiful but not at the top, it is still more attractive than a beautiful woman, so when she speaks at this time, many men can't bear it. Zhu Zhu's eyes fell on her, "The poor nun always thinks that there is a reason for the heaven to let me wait here. I wonder if the benefactor will tell me the opportunity?"

Ji Xianjun's gaze on Fan Qinghui changed, and she sighed softly: "Smart woman." But she was also very selfish.

Fan Qinghui used me to emphasize everyone present, and used me to attribute the result to herself.

Such an exquisite mind deserves the word ingenious.

He is worthy of being the Lord of Cihang Jingzhai.

Sure enough, after she opened her mouth, the Queen of Yin, as her old enemy for many years, of course sneered immediately: "If you want you to say such shameful things, tell me, oh, the saint has more methods than the witch, you treat us as us!" They are all dead!"

Fan Qinghui said in a clear and clear way: "The poor nun is also anxious about everyone's urgent matter, so don't mention this after Yin."

What a righteous and awe-inspiring temperament, almost made all those who doubted her feel ashamed and ashamed.

Empress Zhu Yuyan didn't like this at all, sneered a few times, and said to Ji Xianjun: "Don't underestimate this thief, pretending to be more moral and compassionate than anyone else, but in fact, in my heart, hehehe..."

Fan Qinghui frowned: "Empress Yin, the grievances between you and me will come to an end after returning to Tai Sui, please don't miss the cause and effect of returning at this time."

Yin Hou still sneered.

After watching the play for a long time, Ji Xianjun turned to Prince Changqin with emotion.

"Long experience."

Ouyang Shaogong: "?"

Ji Xianjun: "All the women I know can't wait to turn into water. I'm going to be blind when I see two women at the master level. I immediately feel that this is the real temperament, which is extremely exciting." !"

"..."

Are you really being sarcastic?

The corner of Prince Changqin's mouth twitched, and he still didn't forget to think about who all the women who hated, didn't, got, turned into, and turned into water were.

Ning Daoqi looked up at the sky ever since the two women quarreled, as if I was not in the world, but with a flick of his ears, he heard Ji Xianjun's words. This person is serious... showing a smirk to Ji Xianjun .

Hey, it's kind of interesting.

Ji Xianjun raised his eyebrows, and the two began to flirt with each other with their eyes.

After Fan Qinghui and Zhu Yuyan quarreled for a round, the two were almost in love.

Prince Changqin coughed lowly to remind Ji Xianjun not to go too far!

Ji Xianjun said solemnly: "Let me sum it up, after you suddenly came to the millennium, your foothold is your sect. You spent time 'cleaning' the dissatisfied people in the sect, and let the rest of you regard yourself as the leader." Respect."

Some people's complexion began to turn bad, especially Yinhou.

If places like Momen don't do this, how can they guarantee that Zhu Yuyan will be the only voice in the sect, telling them to listen to him obediently?

Thinking of this, Yin Hou coldly stared back at the person who looked over.

Ji Xianjun: "Then your skills are all restricted to a lower level. The peak of the master becomes the cultivation level of the master, and the master becomes the peak of the master. There is not a great master who is expected to shatter the void among the people present, right?"

Everyone nodded in silence.

Ji Xianjun continued: "Then here comes the problem, you came here 20 years ago, and now 20 years have passed, why do you still have the illusion that you can go back?"

Now even Ning Daoqi couldn't help but frowned.

Ji Xianjun said truthfully without considering their feelings: "You who know the future, can you guarantee that you won't kill Li Shimin immediately after you go back?"

If this group of people were allowed to go back, the Li and Tang Dynasty, which caused the entire Jianghu to wither, would be destroyed immediately in their hands.

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Yuyan's expression was fierce, and even Fan Qinghui, who seemed benevolent and tender, had a hidden murderous intent flashing across his brows.

Little boy, I don't know what your plan is?

"Based on this alone, Heavenly Dao will never let you go back."

In the end, Ji Xianjun coldly announced that his last hope was shattered, and then he could not get out of the gate of the house.

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