Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

"Even if they knew about the accident of the Qiu Brothers and sent additional people, isn't this number too exaggerated?"

Seven Nascent Soul Stages, not to mention one Zuimenglou, three Zuimenglou must be finished, for the sake of the Qiu Brothers, to go to war so much, could it be said that those four people are actually very appreciated by their superiors?But even that was too much.

Cang Qi also felt that the situation was a bit strange, so in order to find out what happened, he was going to ask those people directly below.

The people below still didn't know that they were being watched, and they were still on their way, thinking of arriving at their destination before sunset and meeting up with their companions.

As he was flying, a sense of crisis suddenly rose. The one flying outmost didn't wait for his brain to turn around, but his body reacted first, and he sank suddenly, narrowly avoiding it, but he didn't expect it. It's too early to rest assured, before I can take a breath, my hands and feet seem to be entangled by something, bound tightly, without freedom.

The man was terrified, and hurriedly shouted, "Who is it?! Get out!"

As soon as the words came out, the rest were all shocked, following their reputation, they found out that a companion had been attacked.

The two closest ones hurried forward to help, and put their fingers on the bound man's wrist, but they couldn't find anything like a rope, as if they had trapped the man out of thin air. I don't know where the other party came from and what method they used to do it, and my heart became more and more uneasy, and I was a little confused for a while, and everyone looked around vigilantly, fearing that in the next second, there would be an unknown enemy who didn't know where to go. What direction is coming out.

The square-faced black-robed Nascent Soul at the head of the crowd didn't even frown when he saw this in the later stage, "What are you panicking about!"

Immediately, he flicked his sleeves again and hit the trapped person. The latter was startled, but he became happy after a while—the unknown ghost who trapped him just now had disappeared.

The people who have regained their freedom remember not to eat but not to fight. They panicked when they were suddenly restrained just now. When they saw the man in black robes, they remembered that there were two Nascent Soul cultivators in their team, so they trembled again. , clamored. "Where do you come from, dare to block our way! If you are sensible, you can come out and die obediently. The young master is happy, maybe you will leave your whole body; otherwise, hehe... you will regret it if you keep it To this world!"

Jing Li rested his chin on one hand, propped his elbows on the eaves of the boat, and lowered his eyes to look down. The passing wind brought the clamor to their ears. "It seems that this time, we are lucky."

The square-faced man in the black robe just now shot fast, but he couldn't escape their eyes. What the former used was not spiritual power at all, but a cloud of blurred black energy. It couldn't be more familiar - I don't know how many times I have dealt with it.

Although the Qiu brothers took refuge in the demon clan, it can be seen from their kung fu routines that they are still practicing their original ones, but the black robed man below now doesn't show off even if he doesn't make a move. As soon as he made a move, the devilish aura in his body could no longer be concealed, not for half-baked people like the Qiu Brothers.

Even if both are in the Nascent Soul stage, a native of the demon clan, and a half-way monk who took refuge in the past, who is more important in the demon clan, do you need to think about it?

The following group of people, the others are ignored first, but the leader should have a high status, and it happens to be in the late Yuanying period. Jing Li secretly wondered, could this be the Yuanying who came to help the Qiu brothers? ?

This black-robed man is obviously more difficult to deal with than Qiu Da, so he needs to be more careful, Jing Li secretly reminded himself.

The spirit boat they were in was covered with various formations and restrictions. If they deliberately concealed their whereabouts, it would not be easy for others to find out. Normally, they would simply collect the spirit boat and go down to fight those people. But today There are two children on the spirit boat, so you can't be so hasty, let alone those two children are trying to draw Qi into the body.

Jing Li didn't plan to get Zhong Qing and Zhong Qing involved in this dispute, just in case, he added two more layers of restraint around the two children, making sure that even if the Nascent Soul cultivator came, he wouldn't be able to for a while. However, it was enough for them to come to the rescue, and together with Cang Qi, they changed their shapes and appeared in front of the crowd below.

Because the shooter didn't show up for a long time, the clamorer believed that the other party had a guilty conscience. Knowing that he was surrounded by experts, he didn't dare to show his head again, so his words became more arrogant and contemptuous, and he saw two figures suddenly appear out of thin air , I was startled, almost choked on my own saliva, and let out a series of coughing sounds.

Fortunately, he can't speak now, and some people come to do it for him——

"Is it you two boys who came to block our way?"

A tall, thin man with paired eyebrows was the first to attack, and soon got a lot of echoes, except for a surprised voice, which was particularly obvious in the background sounds.

"Is it you?"

When Jing Li followed the sound, he saw a middle-aged man with two small beards, his hair tied up meticulously, his face was fair and surprised, standing beside the man in black robe, he was also the only one among them. Yuanying period.

No matter from the tone or expression of the other party, it is not difficult to see that the other party knows them, but he has no impression.Jing Li's gaze fixed on the other party for a second, then moved away, after confirming that he had not seen this person, he turned his head to look at Cang Qi, with a questioning expression in his eyes - does senior brother recognize this person?

Cang Qi shook his head, he didn't have any impression of this person, he probably had never seen him before.

But it doesn't matter if they don't have an impression, because someone kindly helped to ask——

"What's the matter, do you recognize these two little white faces?" The big man in black robe didn't miss the surprise of his companion either.

Realizing that he had slipped his tongue, the little bearded man paused when he heard the big man in black robe ask, "They are disciples of Jiuhuazong."

"Oh?" Hearing the name, the big man in black robe raised his eyebrows, looked at Jing Li and the two of them from head to toe, and sneered, obviously looking down on them.After hearing the mustache mentioned that Cang Qi was the chief disciple of the Jiuhua Sect, his face was a bit serious, but he still had a bit of disapproval, "Alright, let me see, is this chief disciple of the Jiuhua Sect really good?" It weighs a few kilograms."

While talking, he seemed to think of something, looked at the mustache and said, "So, these two are still your old acquaintances? They were together before, right? If that's the case, don't say I didn't take care of you, the one next to you The white-haired boy was saved by you."

When Mustache heard the words "old acquaintance", his eyes darkened, but he quickly returned to normal, and he accepted his companion's proposal without any objection—it wasn't a big deal at all, but he was just a junior.

Hmm... This mustache is also a person who has taken refuge in the demon clan. I don't know which sect he was from before. He probably met him before, but he hasn't had any contact with him.

Jing Li didn't care either, no matter where he used to be, he was now the enemy.

Seeing the words of the big man in black robes, those people around knew that they were going to teach Jing Li and the two of them a lesson. Well put a lot of harsh words.

...Generally, this type of cannon fodder would not survive three chapters.

Jing Li complained silently in his heart, then raised his eyes, and saw the mustache come in front of him, looked down at him by virtue of his position, and said with a straight face, "Let me take a look, you have learned all these years How much skill you have." It seemed like a condescending tone of lesson.

Jing Li's eyelids twitched, and he was sure once again that he had never seen this guy before, otherwise he must have been beaten by him for this kind of indecentness - the other party was not taller than him, but because they were all based on nothing. In the middle of the air, this guy flew up two inches shamelessly, surpassing himself in this way.

"Okay, I just want to see if you have made any progress during these years in the Demon Race."

Jing Li's dark voice sounded in mid-air.

Mustache was stunned for a moment, and just about to say something, he heard, "Shoot." Then there was a sharp sound of tearing the air without any interval.

After the usual magic purple flow golden sword was broken, Jing Li hadn't had time to refine a new sword, and using an orange weapon was too much spiritual power, so Jing Li first found an 80s weapon from the game package as an emergency, so as to influence him in the realm. Pushing the other side up, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to handle it.

Fu Suqi Long Yi held a sword flower in his hand, pointed at the mustache from a distance, the coercion that was usually restrained on purpose spread like a sea wave, surging endlessly, and the aura around him continued to rise.

And under this ever-increasing coercion, the surrounding people also showed shock on their faces, especially the guy who just said harsh words to Jing Li, but now he is gasping for breath after being suppressed , I was secretly shocked: This kid... is actually a Nascent Soul!

The little beard stared intently at Jing Li, whose aura was constantly rising, but he lost his sight. He didn't expect that this kid had also become a Nascent Soul. He glanced slightly to the side, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the black and white figures who had already handed over their hands. Eyes narrowed unconsciously, this pair of senior brothers did have a bit of pride in them, counting their ages, they were only just over a hundred years old, with such talents, no wonder that person cared so much...

A figure came into mind unexpectedly, thinking of that person, Mustache paused, a light brown spiritual power gradually emerged from the body and penetrated, condensed on the body surface, forming a layer of earth-colored protective cover, Wrapping the whole body up and down, the spiritual power on the surface of the protective cover flows, like a living body, constantly wandering in the protective cover.

"Just let me try, how much water do you have."

Mustache raised his brows, looking at the sword in Jing Li's hand with disapproval. This kid's sword is so fancy, even worse than those girls in the sect. With such a pretty face, his cultivation progressed so fast, could it be Jiuhua? Those old guys from Zong piled up the elixir.

After this thought flashed in my mind, I looked at the opposite side again, and felt that I couldn't see anything, and felt that that person really didn't need to bother with such a person.

Although I don't know what the other party is thinking, but this kind of look on me is really unlikable.

Jing Li twitched the corner of his mouth, stepped a little, and his figure turned into a phantom, shooting towards the mustache like a ghost.

Mustache squinted at the phantom that was as fast as thunder, and the spiritual power flowed rapidly in his body.

After a tentative confrontation, the overflowing excess energy directly exploded in mid-air.

"!—"

Jing Li's figure suddenly appeared above the mustache, looking at the mustache below him at this time, a cold light flashed in his strange eyes, and the power of the two swords in his hands increased again. The blade swung down brazenly, and the ear-piercing sonic boom took shape under the sword, resounding sharply throughout the sky

Feeling the strength of this sword, the little beard, who knew that the visitor was not kind, had preconceived his disdain for Jing Li and looked down on others, but he also knew not to take it lightly. The drab-brown spiritual power gushed out of his body rapidly, and then condensed into a large net with dense mesh on top of his head at an extremely fast speed.

"Bah!——"

Fu Suqi and Long Yi landed on the densely packed net filled with earth-type spiritual power with a powerful force. In an instant, there was a wave of vigor visible to the naked eye, starting from the contact between the sword and the net. The dots swayed out like water waves.

"Ok?"

Jing Li frowned slightly. When the two collided, he could feel that there was a strange adhesive force on the big net, sticking to the long sword.

The mustache smiled secretly, and let out another low shout, the big net began to draw upwards, covering Jing Li who was directly above him.

Although there is an adhesive force on the net, Jing Li's sword just now did not take a light and agile way, but used full strength. When the sword went down, after the moment of stalemate when it touched, it turned into a rush. In just a few breaths, the withering momentum broke through the network lines and destroyed the large network.

But Mustache's reaction was not unpleasant. When the sharp sword edge cut off the first network cable, his hands almost became afterimages, moving rapidly, and the big net was also dancing under these afterimages. In a short time, it took shape rapidly, one by one, one after another, new lines were quickly formed under his hands, and this big net was glued together again.

Just such a destruction, a repair, in the end, the adhesive force of the big net still solidified the long sword, but even though the sword was stabilized, the sword's momentum was not disintegrated, but the strong wind contained on it, Still splitting the air, he split the neat hair crown of the mustache into two halves, made it extremely neat, and the meticulous hair was scattered everywhere, and he was in a mess.

The disheveled hair danced wildly with the wind, and the mustache's face instantly became extremely ugly. He didn't expect that the moment the two fought, he would be the one to suffer.

Even if this blow didn't cause him any serious injuries, the image of a beggar with disheveled hair and disheveled crown still made him lose face, especially when there were many people watching at the scene, it was simply embarrassing.

A low growl came out from the throat, followed by a more vigorous dark brown spiritual power rushing out, covering the package with the right hand of the mustache, and then, the right hand of the mustache suddenly bent into a claw shape, and the fingertips burst into a "swoosh". With a long, sharp nail, he let out a low growl, tore through the air, and tore away at Jing Li who was standing above his head in the air.

Jing Li clenched the hilts of the swords with both hands, and at the same time exerted strength to pull out the two swords from the abnormally glued net. When they were facing each other, they just turned around to meet them, and collided fiercely with them.

"boom!--"

Another muffled sound.

Both Jing Li and Xiao Huzi retreated under the reaction force.

After a while, Jing Li stabilized his figure in mid-air, looked towards the opposite side, his thick moustache covered his chest, stepped back for a while, and looked over with cold eyes , the muscles on his face twisted and trembled slightly, and he smiled coldly.

The crowd of onlookers standing on the sidelines were secretly shocked. When the two of them fought just now, the overflowing prestige made them feel tinnitus and discomfort, and their chests felt tight. They didn't expect that after this confrontation, the two of them seemed to be It turned out that the white-haired boy was even better, which was really beyond their expectations.

Originally, in their opinion, the two elders made a move to handle these two boys, and it was something that could be done in a matter of minutes, but who would have thought that they were mistaken.

Thinking of Xiao Huzi just now mentioning that these two are disciples of Jiuhuazong, they were speechless. They had heard of the name of Jiuhuazong for a long time, and now among those who dare to oppose them, Jiuhuazong and Guiyi are the first to bear the brunt. Many murderers came out, and a large part of the dead brothers died at the hands of these two factions.

The white-haired boy looked weak, but he didn't expect the attack to be so ruthless, and then he thought, Hey, this white-haired boy didn't seem to come alone, it seems that there is a brother of sword repair with him?It seems that, as the little beard mentioned just now, that Jianxiu is the eldest disciple of Jiuhuazong?

The one who is a senior here is already like this, so the one who is a senior over there...

The crowd of onlookers swallowed their saliva silently, and looked to the other side with concern. As soon as they turned their heads, they saw a huge silver long sword slashing down in the air.

It was obvious that they were still quite a distance away from where they were, and they were not coming towards them, but the sword wind that came along with it tore through their clothes.

—They were wearing cassocks!

Several people's clothes were messy, and one of the lowest level of cultivation even turned pale, and his heart was shocked. This person looked gentle, but he struck so hard. Fortunately, they were standing far away. If Shi Cai got closer, wouldn't it be fatal It's all gone!

Feeling that the onlookers were at risk, they stepped back for a while in unison, thinking in their hearts, the big disciple who came from a place like Jiuhuazong, where there are many murderers, is indeed a murderer!

……

Jing Li looked down at the two swords in his hands, Fu Su Qi, Long Yi moved, Ling Fei Taiqing Palace, as Bing Xin's special weapon, Fu Su Qi Long Yi's lethality is naturally nothing to say, but, after all, the level is a bit lower , with no phantom purple flow gold sword smoothly.

If you use all your strength to output, I am afraid that the sword body will not be able to bear it.

Having already broken a pair of swords and yet to get a new one, Jing Li did not want any more mistakes in the pair in his hands.

From the short fight just now, it can be seen that what kind of route the mustache is going, Jing Li thought about it and came up with an idea.

Unlike Jing Li who was still in the mood to brush Jiansui, Mustache's mood at this time was really not good.

In his opinion, at Jing Li's age, to be able to reach this step must be the result of relying on external forces, his foundation must be weak, and the foundation is not solid, but just now, it was the other who stopped first , Stabilized his figure one step earlier than himself, which undoubtedly exceeded his expectations.

Seeing Jing Li fiddle with the gorgeous and dazzling tail feathers on the sword, as if he didn't pay attention to himself at all, his face suddenly darkened, and his voice was just like his face, with a deep chill. "Don't be complacent, kid, I haven't worked hard yet!"

Jing Li glanced at him lightly, without any nonsense, flipped his wrist, swung his long sword, and the rich water-type spiritual energy condensed again.

The moment the four eyes met, the atmosphere became tense again.

Suddenly, it was unclear who moved first, or the two of them moved at the same time, and shot out like arrows almost at the same time, and collided again.

In mid-air, two afterimages intertwined continuously, and the crisp sound of golden spears could be heard endlessly, as dense and violent as a squall.

The sharp claws stretched out one after another, but they were always easily blocked by the pair of gorgeous long swords, and the sparks flying around spread out like ripples together with the overflowing energy.

Three tricks in succession failed, the mustache had no expression on his face, but he was quickly calculating in his heart, and had an idea, speeding up the offensive, forcing Jing Li to keep retreating, while secretly mobilizing the spiritual power in his body. From an invisible angle, the left hand carried behind the back was covered with a thick layer of brown, and the bent five fingers spread out in an instant. The sharp and long nails were like the right hand, and there was a gloomy coldness in the sun.

Between the shadows of claws and swords, Mustache suddenly forcibly turned his body around, and grabbed several times with his right paw, causing Jing Li to raise his sword to block him, the left paw hidden behind him suddenly launched a attack, facing Jing Li because of blocking He grabbed the gap exposed by his right paw fiercely.

"Ding!--"

Between the splashing sparks, the dazzling sword shadow flashed away.

"how is this possible……"

The suddenly enlarged pupils, as well as the severe pain in his left arm, clearly declared his failure.

Mustache looked incredulously at the freshly baked scar on his left arm, the blood continued to grow for more than an inch, and the scars on the bones could be seen deeply. He was shocked and angry, and could not accept the cruel reality that he was the one who was injured. .

"What did you do?!"

What else can I do, Jing Li gave him a strange look, as if he was looking crazy, he wanted to kill himself, so why didn't he stand obediently and be caught by him, he was not sick.

Against the backdrop of the pair of eyes that were almost out of frame, Jing Li felt that the two mustaches on the other party's face were deformed. After thinking about it, maybe with the other party's IQ, he could not turn the corner on his own. He came, and kindly reminded the other party - shaking the sword in his hand.

Mustache glared at the provocation of the opposite person, and felt that the fancy sword tassels were particularly eye-catching, wishing to burn those two strings of bird feathers... two strings of bird feathers...

Xiao Huzi suddenly realized that the reason for his miss was that the other party was originally a two-sword fighter, and his sneak attack just now might not be able to defend against someone else, but Jing Li, who used two soldiers, was absolutely Those who have the strength to deal with their sneak attack.

"Ah, it seems that you have already reacted."

Jing Li hooked the corners of his lips, and a furious figure was reflected in his pupils of different colors.

"Don't be too happy!" Mustache panted heavily, and laughed angrily. His eyes flicked over the weapon in Jing Li's hand, and he looked at the long sword with a faint crack, and sneered in his heart. Where can the useful things be used? With such useless things, they deserve to be planted in their own hands today!

There was a sneer on the corner of the mustache's mouth, his mind suddenly concentrated, and his attention was completely concentrated on the dantian. In his mind, a long and obscure rune flashed constantly in his mind, and strong winds rose from the ground, wantonly With the drumbeat, the domineering coercion poured in overwhelmingly, and with the termination of the last character, Mustache found an earth-shaking change in his whole body.

What appeared in front of Jing Li was no longer a person, but a colossal monster that was earthy brown in color, resembling a qiu but not a qiu, resembling a python but not a python.

This thing looks clumsy, but it moves surprisingly nimbly, and its speed is more than double that of the human body.

This unknown elongated monster has a huge body, and even one eye is bigger than his own, but to Jing Li, who has seen Kang Jinlong's real body, it is nothing more than pediatrics——Kang Jinlong is the real one Domineering, if the dragon-shaped real body is released, one corner of Dongling Prefecture will probably collapse...

——Compared to her, the mustache is nothing.

Unexpectedly, the calm Jing Li continued to fight the long monster dozens of times bigger than him.

The thick and long body kept rolling and walking, and its agility was not even weaker than the long sword in Jing Li's hand, and in the interlacing of light and shadow,

Unexpectedly, there was still a continuous lingering offensive faintly, and in this entanglement, Jing Li's actions were greatly restricted. There were many times, if he didn't confront the opponent head-on, he would have no chance to withdraw at all.

It seems that the other party has also noticed that his weapon is not in his hand.

The other party's repeated temptations forced him to fight head-on with him, Jing Li naturally sensed the other party's intentions in his heart, if this continues, and there are more head-to-head encounters, it is hard to guarantee that Fu Suqi and Long Yi will not step up to the magic purple flow golden sword Following in the footsteps of others, it is a disadvantage to fight against people without weapons.

So, sure enough, the matter of refining the new sword should be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Jing Li sighed secretly in his heart, but there was no panic on his face, and he continued to deal with the long monster in front of him as usual.

snort!

See how long you can last!

Mustache's round eyes are furiously opened, and there is a hint of ferocity hidden deep in the eyes. With sharp claws and strong long tail, the storm hits Jing Li, giving no chance to breathe.

After transforming into a beast shape, the five senses became more acute than before, and the faint fishy sweetness from the violent wind made the mustache's huge round eyes strangely blood-red.

Opening the huge beast's mouth, he smiled ferociously at the wounded figure who kept dodging, and the sound was like thunder, which made one's hair stand on end.

After a while, the smell of blood in the wind became more and more intense.

A vertical line appeared in the big beast's eyes. Seeing the other party's light-colored clothes soaked in blood, he felt ecstatic. Seeing that Jing Li was about to escape and ascend to heaven again, the eyes of Mustache suddenly stood out fiercely. With all his strength, he roared towards The weak figure that was dozens of times smaller than himself was removed.

"!!!"

The moment Changwei hit the target, he suddenly realized something was wrong, but he couldn't explain why—he really hit the white-haired boy.

The fleeting confusion didn't bother Mustache for too long, because he soon discovered that compared to this, the heart-piercing pain, as if the whole strip was about to be torn apart, was what he needed to care about more.

why? !

The crimson eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, and the roar resounded throughout the world.

Xiao Huzi couldn't figure it out, it was Jing Li who was drawn, but why did he feel so much pain, blood poured out continuously, and spilled on the ground, like a rain of blood.

Phew, Jing Li let out a long breath, the plan was successful.

As the person involved, how could he not have thought of the problems that Mustache could think of? Wouldn't he be a fool if he followed the other party's script when he knew that head-to-head confrontation would be detrimental to him?

However, the fact that the weapon is not in his hand really prevents him from acting as he pleases, with scruples, so he pays more attention to it, and deliberately uses only seven points of strength to deal with it, and makes the illusion that he is gradually exhausted, luring the opponent to deal with it. Hit with all his strength—he is a water attribute monk, it is not difficult for him to condense a large ice wall and then use illusion to temporarily hide it.

When he was fighting with the opponent just now, he deliberately hid in the east and west, and broke through from left to right, just to cover up the existence of the entire ice wall.He has been paying attention to the other party's reaction, seeing that his injuries are getting worse, and he is gradually dying. The other party is really hooked and ready to give him a final blow. The self in the middle mistakenly identified himself as the deity, and hit with all his strength, triggering the formation restriction he had arranged on the ice wall long ago, wouldn't it be a tragedy.

As the blood gushing out from those crisscrossed and horrific wounds decreased, Mustache's roar gradually weakened. After a dark light passed, the huge long monster disappeared, replaced by a dying Mustache.

At this point, Jing Li only had to move his fingers to pinch him, and without hesitation, cast two confinement spells, and put the last breath of mustache in a semi-transparent circular cage Here, prepare for a question.

The flip happened so fast and caught people off guard that those onlookers who were delighted by the mustache's arrogance were like a cock that had been strangled, unable to make a sound, and the whole person was in a daze of--

How did the elders lose?What did that white-haired boy do?God!The elder actually lost! ! !

Just as they were in a daze, a familiar coercion pulled their gods back temporarily. Thinking that there was another game that was not over, they all looked at a certain place...

Then he was shocked, but he didn't seem to be so shocked, and looked at the two intersecting figures numbly.

Unexpectedly, the winner has not yet been decided. I didn't expect this kid to be so powerful. Judging by his aura, he is indeed a murderer who came out of Jiuhuazong.

Secretly exclaimed, everyone couldn't help muttering in their hearts, compared with this murderous man, that one seems not so powerful...

Almost at the moment when he found the flaw, the big man in black robe showed an almost ecstatic expression on his face, and almost at the same moment, his eyes suddenly opened, the black energy inside surged, and the breath around him also It surged violently.

A cold snort sounded suddenly, and immediately, a figure suddenly appeared, and suddenly, a fierce and domineering aura surged out like an overwhelming mountain, and cracks spread rapidly along his feet, extending to the end. Gradually slowing down, even the surrounding air was torn apart by it.

And then... Although the onlookers didn't want to describe it that way, they still watched helplessly as the big man in black robe flew out like a kite with a broken string, and then fell heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. gone and then...

After the scene was eerily quiet for a moment, several onlookers who were obviously inferior to their opponents ran away crying and howling.

Jing Lixu held the round cage with the mustache in his hands, and silently watched those figures go away, becoming a black dot and disappearing at the end of the horizon.

"...It feels so unreliable. They should be able to deliver the letter, right?...cough..."

Jing Li frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to pat his heart. Although it was true to lure Mustache to take the bait on purpose, it wasn't all a show, he was indeed injured.

Swallowing the fishy sweetness in his throat, before he could take out the elixir, a white jade bottle was brought to his mouth, Jing Li was not polite to his senior brother, and took the medicine by the other party's hand, and was arrested again Holding the wrist, the familiar spiritual power was sent into the body to check the injury.

"The injury is not serious, it will be fine after taking the medicine."

Even though he said so, Jing Li actually enjoyed the care from his senior brother, and rubbed his chin affectionately.

But Cang Qi's usual smile was gone, and his brows were slightly frowned, "It's my fault that I should refine the new sword as soon as possible."

Sure enough, he couldn't hide it from his senior brother, Jing Li scratched his face, "But we just came out of the ground, so it's only natural that we don't have time to refine new swords." After thinking about it, he said, "Besides, I actually have some It’s not that there are no swords to use, when we go back, the materials are all ready, I’m sure I’ll be bothering my brother all day long to forge a new sword for me.”

Jing Li could understand Cang Qi's annoyance, but he didn't agree with the other party's self-blame - his senior brother wanted to use the best materials to refine a new sword for himself, but the timing was so unfortunate.

The sword fell into the ground not long after it was broken. Although they stayed inside for a hundred years, the problem is that during these hundred years, they were all in the depths of the ancient Bodhi tree, and it was only a hundred years before they woke up from their consciousness; On the ground, first the Qiu Brothers, and then from Zuimenglou, one thing after another, how can there be time to refine the sword--refining weapon magic weapons is different from refining other magic weapons. It takes so many days for Qi to refine a robe, and it takes more than a month to refine a pair of new swords.

They have come all the way, how can they have a month of free time.

But Cang Qi doesn't think so...

It was his negligence. After Jing Li broke off his pair of swords, on the one hand, he was overwhelmed with time; After everything is complete, choose a safe place to refine a pair of new swords for him.

But today's incident sounded alarm bells in his ears.

When meeting an opponent who needs to draw a sword, it is really inconvenient for Jing Li not to have a sword in hand.

Cang Qi frowned and thought for a while, his spiritual consciousness went deep into Jingli's storage ring, but he didn't find what he was looking for.

"Uh," Jing Li, who put Fu Suqi and Long Yi back into the game package, scratched his face, and took out the sword again, "Brother, are you looking for this?"

Cang Qi didn't ask him where he took it out. He took the sword and held it in his hand for a closer look. After noticing the fine marks on the sword, his eyes darkened slightly. In a blink of an eye, he was already standing on the spirit boat.

"...Huh?" Jing Li opened his mouth, seeing Cang Qi walk into the inner cabin with a sword without looking back, confused, "Brother, why are you going?"

On the spacious and comfortable chair, a young man was sitting. He looked handsome, but in this dark room, with the twinkling eyes, he looked a bit gloomy.

A few people stood below in small figures, like eggplants that had been beaten by frost, and they were all wilted.

"Then what... I didn't expect that we would meet two people from the Jiuhua Sect there." A tall, thin man with splayed eyebrows licked his lips embarrassingly, "That's why..."

The two elders died, but they all came back alive. Isn't it obvious that they escaped? All three-year-olds know that it might be useful to use them to raise the banner.

With a slight tone of voice, "...Jiuhuazong?"

The eight-character eyebrow heard that there was something interesting, and hurriedly nodded in response, "Yes, it is the Jiuhuazong, and one of them is the eldest disciple of the Jiuhuazong, and there is a white-haired boy, it is said that he is his younger brother..."

The words "Jiuhua sect's great disciple" came to the ears, making the young man sitting on the grand teacher's chair pause his fingers slightly, and his emotions could not be heard in his flat tone. "You mean, you met Cang Qi?"

The few people standing below thought about it, when the mustache and the big man in black robe introduced it, they seemed to be talking about this