Brother is always slapping his face

When Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan were using the teleportation technique, it was as if they were flying like lightning.

Ever since Mo Zhannan led him to use the teleportation technique at night last time to find Xiao Yi who went mad and killed innocent people indiscriminately, Jia Jingyu had a question in his mind.

Just take this opportunity to ask him.

"Zhan Nan, last time, you used the teleportation technique to take me to the suzerain at night. The reason why my Autumn Frost Sword can track the wisteria banshee is because it has tasted one of them, the blood called Qiaochu, to be able to track it." Find them exactly."

What does he mean by this? !Mo Zhannan responded with a calm expression on his face, suddenly changed the topic, and said very dissatisfied: "She is still outstanding, you really have a deep memory of her name, right among others, right! It just happens to be with you These young talents are paired together..."

"What are you talking about?" Jia Jingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly defended: "Who is in my heart? Don't you know?"

Hearing this, Mo Zhannan smiled secretly with narrowed eyelids, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Jia Jingyu. The wind was blowing his silky and soft long hair, and there was a trace of mischievous hair, gently brushing his well-defined, plump and moist lips , Mo Zhannan slightly parted his red lips, and said ambiguously: "If you want to know how to upgrade the teleportation technique? You and I are dual cultivators, and I will tell you..."

After Qing Piao Piao said this sentence, Mo Zhannan's clothes fluttered and he took a step ahead.

Jia Jingyu's heart was in full bloom, but his mind was in a state of distraction.

Who can stand this!

He immediately speeded up and chased Mo Zhannan who had just run away after flirting.

……

When they came to Wutong County, Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan stood on the roof of a tall building, watching the scene in front of them, they realized how serious the flood was.

Most of the low-lying houses have been submerged by the turbid sewage. The people living in the buildings, the first floor has been soaked in water, and they can only live on the second floor. They stand on the balcony of the second floor, watching the flood like the ocean. , at a loss, nothing to do.

There are many sundries floating in the water, including clothes, pots and pans, mooing buffaloes, panicked dogs, and motionless white pigs.

It is very frightening that there is a large wave of people coming along the water who were drowned before they escaped.

The number of floating corpses rising and falling in the water was astonishing. Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan were heartbroken watching them, as if a destructive scourge was protesting against them.

The floating corpses were soaked in the water, swollen and deformed, beyond recognition, including children who didn't know the world, and girls and boys in their prime, young and young, it was too horrible to look at.

They died tragically, full of resentment, and at night, Yin Qi gathered, without exception, they would all turn into eerie, life-threatening water ghosts.

There are too many, and with the strength of two people, it is impossible to properly handle them.

Therefore, Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan went to the "Lingxiao Palace" to find the owner of the palace, Jiang Yiren, to discuss countermeasures.

"Lingxiao Palace", like "Xuantianzong", is located on a high mountain surrounded by mountains and clouds, and the fierce flood has not yet affected them.

Outside the mountain gate, there are four graceful female disciples in purple cloud gauze dresses, acting as guards.

Jia Jingyu explained the purpose of their visit to them, and one of the female disciples said gently and politely: "Please come in quickly, the Palace Master is waiting for you."

"I'm sorry." Jia Jingyu saluted with cupped fists.

"This way, please." The female disciple raised her lotus arms lightly, made an invitation gesture, and led them into the magnificent Lingxiao Palace with graceful steps.

They didn't go far when Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan heard whispering voices behind them, mixed with a few chuckles.

He must be talking about the two of them, men who came from afar.

This is a veritable daughter country. It is said that the palace owner, Jiang Yiren, fell in love with a suave man at the beginning of his love affair. The woman has an affair and is entangled.

Jiang Yiren was heartbroken. After the former master, that is, her master passed away, she took over the position of the master of Lingxiao Palace. With great power in her hands, she also made very harsh and cumbersome door rules, turning the beautiful Lingxiao Palace into a The unique daughter country in the world.

Different from the majestic grandeur of "Xuantianzong", "Lingxiao Palace" has unique furnishings, which can be described as "Bei Que Zhu Palace" and "Shenxiao Jiangque".

Fairylands are hard to find and easy to get lost. Few people know the twists and turns in the mountains.But the spring flowers fall at the entrance of the cave, and flow out of the Baizhang River in front of the rock.

When she came to the hall, Jiang Yiren wore a long crimson brocade dress with fine lines and elegant appearance. Although she was pure-hearted, beauty is a woman's nature, let alone one of the most stunning beauties in the world of cultivating immortals.

Her master disciple——Jiang Xuexian, like other female disciples, was wearing a purple cloud gauze skirt, standing sideways with a calm expression.

As juniors, Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan greeted her first, and said in unison: "Junior Jia Jingyu (Mo Zhannan) sees the Palace Master."

Jiang Yiren raised his eyelids and said calmly, "Why are you two?"

Listening to her tone of voice and the dissatisfaction in her eyes, Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan looked at each other, muttering in their hearts.

It seems that the two of us are not very popular!

Jia Jingyu raised his eyebrows, stepped forward and said neither humble nor overbearing: "We have been ordered by our master to come to assist the Palace Master in dealing with the flood in Wutong County. We must do our best and do our best..."

Before Jia Jingyu could finish speaking, Jiang Yiren waved his hand and said, "Okay, there's no need to say the high-sounding words..."

Her arrogance made Jia Jingyu speechless.

Mo Zhannan slandered: If you really have the ability to solve the flood problem, why go to Taihe to help rescue soldiers, let's come, don't give a good face.

Jiang Yiren glanced at them casually, and said unhurriedly: "I heard that you just came back from Xuantianzong? And... Xiao Yi is dead?"

"Yes, the suzerain has passed away, and we still attended his funeral?" Jia Jingyu answered fluently without any flaws.

For a moment, Jiang Yiren's face was cloudy and uncertain, he was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Then how did he die?"

Jia Jingyu continued calmly: "We were ordered by our ancestors to use the teleportation technique to rush to Changping County. The monsters caused chaos and killed many disciples of the Xuantian Sect. The suzerain was wounded and still fought desperately with the monsters. , while subduing the monster, unfortunately died."

This is what they discussed with Zhan Long, and they know it by heart.

Hearing this, Jiang Yiren fell into deep thought, holding back the cold light in his beautiful eyes, and continued: "What kind of monster is so difficult to deal with, even Xiao Yi was not spared?"

Facing her sharp question, Jia Jingyu kept secret: "Actually, we didn't see clearly what kind of monster it was. When we arrived, the monster had already been executed by the suzerain on the spot and chopped to pieces by a knife. The suzerain said he was an evil creature. Ling, it should be."

"Oh?" Jiang Yiren seemed to believe it or not, and couldn't figure it out. When the topic changed, he said again: "You have all seen it, and the current situation is like this. If you have anything to do, you can discuss it with my apprentice——Jiang Xuexian Alright, alright, my Palace Master still has to meditate and practice, so you can..."

After saying this, Jiang Yiren lifted up her dress and left without looking back.

It was very embarrassing to leave Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan behind.

At this time, Jiang Xuexian said reservedly: "You two juniors, who have come from afar, please sit down and discuss in detail, and we will serve you tea."

"Yes." The two female disciples responded softly and started to work lightly.

Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan thanked each other, sat on the chairs, and discussed with Jiang Xuexian, who was authorized to act as an agent of Lingxiao Temple's major and minor matters, to deal with the flood and the timely and effective methods for water ghosts.

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The author is now indifferent, and there is no boring storyline for the time being.