I married a fairy

Everything happened between lightning and flint, and when the people around found out, Zhao Zhanpeng's sword energy had already struck Tang Xiaobai.

It was a peak monk in the early stage of qi refining. He went all out and made a desperate blow. Even a lieutenant colonel who was at the fifth level of qi refining was unable to guard against this sudden change.

"Meow--" The ethereal meow sounded again, and suddenly a white light visible to the naked eye flashed on Tang Xiaobai's body.

"Boom—" The sword light collided with the white light, and a powerful air current rippled in the air.

Tang Xiaobai turned around and protected the class teacher Lu Tongliang who was standing beside him.The others were blown away by the airflow, this time it was not like the lieutenant colonel did before, they just took a few steps back.Except for Tang Xiaobai, Lu Tongliang and the attacking Zhao Zhanpeng, all the other four people in the field were ejected, and the two armed policemen even hit the wall not far away.

"Ahem——" One of the armed policemen opened his mouth and spat out a big mouthful of blood.

Although the middle-aged doctor and the lieutenant colonel didn't vomit blood, their complexions were not good, and they could barely stand still while leaning against the wall.

"Monsters?" Zhao Zhanpeng squinted his eyes and looked at the two kittens on Tang Xiaobai's body, "Huh! These two monsters really don't have eyes, and they actually recognize an ordinary person as their master, so they think they didn't die fast enough? After finally becoming a monster, it is better to spare your life."

"Meow." The black cat and the white cat let out softly, expressing their disdain for someone's words—ordinary people?Compared with you, their masters can be regarded as cultivators.

"Oh!" Zhao Zhanpeng scolded, "Idiot."

Tang Xiaobai, as a monk in the late stage of Qi refining, naturally saw through what happened just now.Different from the impressive expressions of the others, in his eyes, the reason why Zhao Zhanpeng was able to stand unharmed despite the black cat's obstruction was because he had a magic weapon on him.Although I don't know the level of the magic weapon, at least it should be able to withstand the attacks of the foundation-building monks.

"Do you think you can save your life with these two idiots?" Zhao Zhanpeng looked at Tang Xiaobai with murderous intent in his eyes. "The person I Zhao Zhanpeng wanted to kill hadn't survived the day. It's hard for me, and it's hard for anyone." As he spoke, he suddenly threw something towards Tang Xiaobai. "Trapped beast."

"Meow..." The black cat just yelled, and found that he couldn't move.The whole cat seemed to be turned into a conscious doll.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhanpeng proudly said: "This is the ninth-grade spiritual weapon of Piaomiao Pavilion. Even if the officials of several powerful countries want to get it, they have to see if they are willing to sell it. Monsters below the golden core stage, if they meet it, You have to be honest with grandpa."

Tang Xiaobai frowned slightly, and reached out to take down the two fixed kittens and put them into his pockets.

"...Ants, just be your ants, and you can participate in the world of immortal cultivators?" Zhao Zhanpeng raised his chin proudly, and the long sword in his hand recharged his spiritual power again, "Yin Tiancheng is the thorn in Grandpa's side , if you stand on his side, you are my enemy. The only thing to blame is your bad life."

"Zhao Zhanpeng, you..." The lieutenant colonel wanted to say something.Who knew that when the other party turned around, a terrifying sword energy roared away.

"Boom—" The sword energy collided with the lieutenant colonel's spiritual energy, making a huge explosion.

"Pfft—" the lieutenant colonel spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Shut up." Zhao Zhanpeng said slowly, "I was always low-key before, low-key, low-key. Now, you are the ones forcing me, I just kill an ant, you just let me kill it quietly. "

The lieutenant colonel, the middle-aged doctor, Lu Tongliang, and other researchers hiding behind the equipment looked at the person in front of them in disbelief, as if they saw a lunatic.

"Scumbags always have their own reasons," Tang Xiaobai said.

"What did you say?" Zhao Zhanpeng said with sharp eyes, "I'm what you, an ant, can say? Do you know who my sister is? As long as she says a word, don't say that you are going to die soon, even if you don't die, you have the most Good spiritual root, don't even think about cultivating immortals in this lifetime."

Tang Xiaobai raised his eyebrows, vaguely understanding something.

The lieutenant general coughed twice and said, "Could it be that your sister is related to Piaomiao Pavilion?"

Zhao Zhanpeng frowned, and said proudly: "You are right, my sister is Zhao Ning'er, the wife of the elder of the Piaomiao Pavilion's Artifact Refining Hall."

The whole space seemed to be stagnant because of Zhao Zhanpeng's words.

"Xiaobai..." Lu Tongliang looked at the faces of everyone in the room, and looked at his student with some worry.In his eyes, these people are wolves, tigers and leopards. Compared with them, his students are poor little sheep.It seems that the next second will be sacrificed by these people.

Tang Xiaobai smiled, and when Zhao Zhanpeng struck out with a sword again unexpectedly, with a movement of his wrist, a watermelon knife with a handle and a length of [-] centimeters appeared in his hand.

"Boom—" the spiritual power collided, Tang Xiaobai did not move, but Zhao Zhanpeng's body trembled.

"You, you are an immortal cultivator?" Zhao Zhanpeng looked at Tang Xiaobai in disbelief.

Tang Xiaobai looked at him indifferently: "Having suffered a loss once, naturally I don't want to suffer a second time."

What's the meaning?Many people are confused.

"Hehe, great! Since you are an immortal cultivator, it's a good time for my little grandpa to practice his skills."

"Third layer of Qi refining?"

"How is it possible? The young master is not a waste in the early stage of Qi refining." Zhao Zhanpeng said, his breath suddenly changed, and suddenly became the seventh level of Qi refining.It's actually higher than that of the lieutenant colonel. "You think I'm Yin Tiancheng's sanctimonious idiot?"

Tang Xiaobai tried his best to stop his imagination, but Zhao Zhanpeng's words still made him unable to stop thinking about the love-hate entanglement between him and Yin Tiancheng.

No, maybe he wasn't the only one who was thinking about it. After hearing Zhao Zhanpeng's words, even the lieutenant colonel, the middle-aged doctor and a group of onlookers had strange expressions on their faces.

"The place here is too narrow, let's go outside." Tang Xiaobai glanced at Lu Tongliang. His teacher is here, and it's too small to destroy these instruments.

And even though he is a cook, whoever said that a cook doesn't know kung fu, could it be that his knife skills were for nothing?

When Tang Xiaobai was about to leave the house, he glanced at the lieutenant colonel's armed policeman who passed out after being injured, and thought for a while to save a bowl of spiritual food with a recovery effect.

The spiritual meal was placed directly in Lu Tongliang's hands. Teacher Lu said: Are my students afraid that I will be hungry?

"I'm not hungry..." Actually.Teacher Lu wanted to say.But before he finished speaking, the blue and white porcelain bowl in his hand was taken away.

Teacher Lu: ...That was given to me by my student, right?perhaps?

"Is it really a spiritual meal?" The middle-aged doctor took away the spiritual meal, "Boss, it's a spiritual meal."

When Tang Xiaobai glanced over when he went out, the lieutenant colonel was still a little strange, and he didn't understand until the other party brought out a bowl of spiritual food.Such a rich spiritual energy, as an ordinary person, Lu Tongliang must not be able to eat it.Of course it was for him.

The lieutenant colonel came over and patted Teacher Lu and said, "Your student is very good."

Teacher Lu adjusted his glasses and smiled awkwardly, but in his heart he said, "Don't think that this will cover up your arrogance."

The front of the experimental building is overcrowded because students are undergoing physical examinations.Tang Xiaobai simply chose to go out the other way, and went directly to the green bamboo garden of the University of Chinese Medicine.

Zhao Zhanpeng followed him with a long sword in his hand, and when he reached the bamboo forest, he endured for a long time before he said: "You helped Yin Tiancheng get promoted?

Tang Xiaobai didn't know what the other party had with Yin Tiancheng, but he didn't want to hide it now, so he nodded: "Yes."

"why?"

"Because I'm a cook, he pays me, and I naturally sell him things."

"What did you sell him?"

"Xishui soup. A soup similar to Xisui Dan."

"Food repair?"

At the same time, the lieutenant colonel, who had just taken a sip of the Lingshan soup, suddenly opened his eyes wide after a burst of surprise, and said with a full face: "It's him, so it's him."

Middle-aged doctor:? ? ?

The lieutenant colonel roared in his heart: Fuck, this is really——, the higher-ups just told themselves that they wanted to visit the legendary person who became a first-class food cultivator after marrying Mo Xianzun of Jiuxiao Palace.How the hell did I offend someone in less than 2 minutes.What kind of luck is this?

"Chief?"

"Bring a cup and feed the kid on the ground."

"Him?" The middle-aged doctor looked at the masked man.

The lieutenant colonel said angrily, "It's not that idiot."

The middle-aged doctor understood in seconds, and immediately used a staff member to bring a cup, and took a big mouthful of Lingshan soup for the armed policeman.

"Dilute it, drink it even if you don't vomit blood, don't say that I favor one person over another." The lieutenant colonel reminded that the aura in this soup is too strong, so it is for ordinary people to drink, so don't explode.

Zhao Zhanpeng was angry, angry because Tang Xiaobai helped Yin Tiancheng.He was also angry that the opponent was only a food cultivator, yet he challenged him to be a sword cultivator.

The anger of the sword repairer, the anger is all on the sword.

When the other party appeared to be blackened, the spiritual energy in the bamboo forest came like a strong wind and gathered around him.

There are too many extreme things in this world, such as those who fall on the road and complain about the uneven road; those who walk without looking at the road and hit the wall, complaining that there is no warning on the wall; when shopping and hitting glass doors, they insist that the door is too clean.

This is not the first time Tang Xiaobai has encountered the best.Experience told him that in a society ruled by law, if you encounter such extremes, you are considered unlucky except that you are more shameless than them.

He didn't want to admit that he was unlucky, and he didn't want to compare his face with the other party.Fortunately, now, he can solve it by force.

Zhao Zhanpeng held a sword in one hand, and his posture really felt like a sword fairy.

For a moment, Tang Xiaobai hesitated, wondering why a cook like himself should be compared with a swordsman who specializes in murder.

No, he can.Tang Xiaobai suddenly realized something.Although his sword is not used to kill people, but the sword technique honed through careful grinding such as Pao Ding Jie Niu, etc., will not be weaker than the killing sword.The spiritual consciousness was released, and after a while he raised his hand to draw in the bamboo forest, and a brown object flew into his hand with the smell of soil.

It is an asparagus.

Tang Xiaobai's watermelon knife suddenly seemed like a butterfly knife gesturing on the huge autumn bamboo shoots. After a while, the brown skin of the autumn bamboo shoots slowly bloomed like a lotus flower, and fell off.

A beautiful white fat-headed bamboo shoot appeared in mid-air, and Tang Xiaobai raised his knife and dropped it.The watermelon knife kept dancing around the fat head bamboo shoots.The naked eye can only see some vague phantoms flashing around the snow-white and tender fat-headed bamboo shoots.

"Hmph..." Zhao Zhanpeng curled his lips in disdain, and slowly raised his sword-holding arm, a storm-like spiritual force, with a thick layer of bamboo leaves, broke through the ground like a long brown dragon. "Go to hell—"

"Huh—" The long dragon came roaring along with Zhao Zhanpeng's sword with a powerful momentum.

Tang Xiaobai seemed to have never heard of it, but the fat-headed bamboo shoots that looked intact at the moment were slowly blooming like a thousand-petal lotus.

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