I have been a matchmaker for the hero for those years

Qiu Zhiqiuxin said that there is no price to pay if there is no victory. Before that, Chen Fang needs to be called back.

When catching the blood of the demon royal family, if Chen Mian was not there, Qiu Zhiqiu would adopt a sneak attack strategy, come and take them away, with Chen Mian increasing the winning rate.

But in the future, if Chen Fang is not around, Qiu Zhiqiu will not have the confidence to face the demons' counterattack.

As Qiu Zhiqiu expected, five masters of the demon race came. Although the demon race and the monks looked different, the existence of the upper realm made it seem that they could not be contacted.

In fact, not only the demons are strong in each interface, monks also have a powerful realm, and they can be evenly matched with the demons only by relying on their physical bodies, but there are no such advanced physical skills in their realm.

The news sent by the low-level demons misled the upper-level demons, making them think that there are only low-level monks in this world. How could they expect that so many demons with the equivalent of god-level cultivation would fall one by one, making them feel helpless? Do not send the existence of the same level of cultivation.

Qiu Zhiqiu thought that he was a crispy man, and it would be unwise to fight them one against two, so he used formations.

The disciples of the two hundred Ming Narcissus Sect followed the well-practiced formation one by one and prepared an ambush. The number of monks who fell in the previous battle had been replenished.

Futian Spirit Formation only needs a hundred monks to use, but usually no monks have used this formation, so they will bring some more people to make up for possible mistakes.

Qiu Zhiqiu said in his heart, Chen Mian, why haven't you answered the summons from your grandma?

While looking at the five demons above in the water mirror, walking out of the teleportation array, one of them suddenly stopped in doubt with a keen sense of spirituality, and looked down the teleportation array.

Qiu Zhiqiu knew in his heart that this little artifact that could transmit pictures would not be able to keep.

In the next second, the water mirror shattered on the ground.

Qiu Zhiqiu was not disappointed either. In fact, if Qingwei or Wangjing saw this kind of spiritual weapon, they might have discovered it a long time ago. The demons were destroyed only now because their bodies were strong and their spiritual senses were not manifested.

The teleportation array here has long been regarded as a part of the plan, and Qiu Zhiqiu will naturally not destroy it, but it is inevitable to do some small tricks. At this time, it is a surprise to find five demons in the infant stage.

Before going out, Qiu Zhiqiu walked away from Qingwei and told him one thing, "Go back and tell Elder Jin to push Elder Wang to the position of elder." On the card, it can almost be said that he has the right to control all formations of the sect, and he is worried about others.

Qingwei replied solemnly, "This disciple must live up to the trust of the master."

When the people left, Qiu Zhiqiu said to Wangjing, "You won't blame me, will you? Leave you behind."

In fact, Elder Jin can push Elder Wang to the position of head at any time. With this token, it is just to save face and make him more justified, and it is also an excuse to send Qing Wei away.

Qiu Zhiqiu didn't hide this kind of thing from Wangjing, Qingwei was caught in a trap and couldn't break free, but Wangjing could see it clearly.

Wangjing's eyes were shining like stars, he looked at his own eyes shining with excitement, "I am willing to stay."

Qiu Zhiqiu said relievedly, "I won't let you have trouble, you try your best to make things wrong on the battlefield...leave as soon as possible, and help me look after Mingshuixianzong in the future."

Before this, he had already asked the system, as long as the Ming Shui Xianzong and the Demon Clan were not defeated this time, then his mission would not fail, even if...he died.

These words seemed to be confessing his last words, Wangjing stretched out his hands to cover his next words, with a sullen face, "If you have something to do, I will definitely not visit Gu Ming Shuixianzong."

"You bastard." Qiu Zhiqiu was so angry that he slapped his hand off, and couldn't help cursing, "Then you should get out with Qingwei."

"No, you told me to leave, and then told me to leave, Mingshan, why did you go back on your word?" Wangjing said with a little complacency, as happy as if he had won a round.

Qiu Zhiqiu squinted at him, "If you don't get out, call me Master."

Wangjing snorted twice, and seemed to have lost the joy he had just now, and said somewhat unwillingly, "Mingshan, after the demons have left, I will tell you something, you are not allowed to hit me."

"..."

Qiu Zhiqiu said, you know, this statement is a flag, and I'm sure I'll go back before you say it, but when you say it like that, I'm... cowardly.

Wangjing continued, "Mingshan, answer me."

He originally wanted to say that if he didn't speak, he would acquiesce, but after much deliberation, with Ming Shan's character, he would actually change his mind and beat him up more likely.

I don't know what kind of person Mingshan's master and fellow disciples were like in the past, but they would actually favor this kind of temperament that is stubborn and sticks to the rules, but also fickle and cheating.

Qiu Zhiqiuxin said that you are so intriguing to me, but I still don't want to agree to it. If you insist on waiting until the demons leave, isn't that just intriguing me?

Qiu Zhiqiu said word by word, "Whenever you reach the stage of conceiving a baby, I will promise you."

"Mingshan may not be able to beat me when I become a baby," Wangjing whispered the truth, "Although I am not as good as you in magic, but I am a swordsman, you will not take advantage of me."

Qiu Zhiqiu slapped him on the head, "Then do you think it's okay?"

Qiu Zhiqiu threatened Wangjing with the look of "If you dare say no, I can beat you right now".

Wangjing: "...Mingshan, you... well, I agree." Facing Mingshan's raised palm, Wangjing's expression was as fearless as a mighty and unyielding real man.

Two days after the demons arrived, they were brought here by Bizhong.

The closer he got to the front, Qiu Zhiqiu became more peaceful in his heart, holding his heart and guarding his spirit, and he was at the peak of his pre-war state.

The monks with ordinary cultivation level go first, and entangle the guards who must come here again. The excuse for coming here again is that someone from the Zhubi family came here, and they wanted to see the detained demon side first. After being attacked suddenly, he knew that he was exposed. up.

The disciples of Ming Shuixianzong followed closely behind them, and attacked the five demons fearlessly. Every 100 people surrounded two demons in the infant stage, and Qiu Zhiqiu avoided the attack of the remaining demons of the same level. , Xiang Bizhong attacked, he had to make sure that Bizhong would not attack the two Futian spirit formations, otherwise he would attack both inside and outside, and the battle formation would not be able to hold, and all plans would be defeated.

Slapping Bizhong with a palm, Qiu Zhiqiu threw Bizhong to Wangjing, and turned to meet the demons.

The demon said contemptuously, "My generation of demons would not lower their bodies to beat a junior."

Qiu Zhiqiu didn't answer, not being influenced by him, he continued to fight mercilessly, and used all kinds of magic methods to fight him.

Among all the disciples present, except for the cultivation base of the infant stage, only Bizhong and Wangjing had the highest cultivation bases, and they had one fault more than the others. Because of this, Bizhong was injured many times, and he had to go to the stage of the infant stage. The disciples of the Ming Shui Xianzong rushed to the battle formation, as long as he could only kill one or two monks in the past, he would be able to cooperate with the people inside and break through the battle formation.

Wangjing felt the rush of spiritual power in his body, and after the acceleration talisman was attached to his leg, his speed increased sharply, and he stopped Bizhong whose eyes were bloodshot. His whole body was awe-inspiring, and he didn't take the wound seriously.

Waiting for another time, he must have learned his kung fu again, and when he rushed to that side and his body was stagnant, Wangjing stopped the chasing movement slowly, counting in his heart, three, two, one, down!

The Mozu suddenly turned his head, his expression froze in disbelief, the sword was actually poisoned.

Wangjing watched the Mozu's body fall, even if he didn't die now, he would die from the poison after falling, the poison extracted from the Mozu's body.

He has always been a person who makes the best use of the situation.

Wangjing didn't hinder Mingshan's hand, he rushed towards the group of guards, only the monks over there freed up their hands, and the disciples of Mingshuixianzong could better come to fill the gap in Futian Spirit Formation.

When Qiu Zhiqiu made his move, more than half of Bizhong's guards had been cleared away, and the battle formation besieging the two demon clans was becoming more and more precarious, and staff had already begun to be reduced. Qiu Zhiqiu knew that this was the best result in the plan, so he turned around and rushed into the battle formation. In the battle formation, he faced two demons and moved the battle formation to another battle formation.

He has no doubt that he can kill the demons who are alone with the battle formation, and when he faces two demons, he can bet that the demons rely more on their physical strength. He will take more precautions, and he has been sitting in Ming Shuixianzong for many years, whether it is the spiritual weapon left by his predecessors to avoid the catastrophe, or the pills and spirit armor accumulated over the years, no one can compare.

Qiu Zhiqiu touched the round spiritual weapon wrapped around his wrist. It was abnormally black on it. He asked Elder Jin for it. He only hoped that he could return this spiritual weapon and not use up the last trump card.

Taking a deep breath, Qiu Zhiqiu waited for the battle formation to evacuate a gap, and rushed towards the demons, blocking their attack direction against the battle formation.

This battle was more difficult than planned. The sun was gradually setting and the silver moonlight was shining. Qiu Zhiqiu noticed that a demon clan was using the moonlight to cultivate and restore his own strength.

I can't let him go on like this, and the ebb and flow continues, and my own elixir is not enough.

Qiu Zhiqiu gritted his teeth and controlled a flying sword to flash away, threw the array he had prepared long ago at his feet, and turned his back to attack the demon clan behind him, leaving his back to the demon clan that attracted Yuehua.

Sure enough, it was only a momentary opportunity, and the demons would not let it go. They waved the magic weapon in their hands with a big palm, with a smile of victory on their faces.

Qiu Zhiqiu was fighting fiercely with the demons in front of him, and the demons suddenly felt something was wrong, why wasn't this cultivator attacking by his companion?

wrong!

It's too late to notice.

Qiu Zhiqiu left the demons behind him, and he landed behind them in a flash, and slashed towards the demons, the sharp spirit weapon made a piercing buzzing sound.

"Pfft..." Blood spurted out in mid-air, splashing the faces of the demons who rushed over when they sensed something was wrong.

The thin demon's eyes were about to split, "Damn it!" He kept moving, and Chang Jian moved forward.

Qiu Zhiqiu maintained the posture of chopping off the demon's head, and quickly recalled the flying sword, but it seemed that the demon had used a special technique, and the speed of the flying sword's whirling could not catch up at all, and it was too late to pinch out the spell that could stop the demon. At a slow speed, only the fiercely attacking demons are left in front of them.

Qiu Zhiqiu bit the tip of his tongue hard, the spiritual platform became clearer, the spiritual armor had already been broken in the battle, and the only spiritual weapon capable of resisting demons was too late to support, if he was hit this time, the victory might have been decided.

The body retreated quickly, but the demons came even faster. He couldn't escape at such a short distance. Once he turned around and left, hundreds of disciples of Mingshuixianzong would all die here. Hold on, the only thing waiting for him is the failure of the mission. Qiu Zhiqiu almost thought, is he really going to fail again? The pain that burns his soul is overwhelming, and there is nowhere to escape.

He was unwilling, unwilling, why, when he sensed the breeze brushing by his ears, Qiu Zhiqiu's body suddenly froze, turning his body into a sword!

Just one trick.

Just two moments.

There are twenty moments in one moment, and nine hundred births and deaths in one moment.

The whole body of the sword was full of white light, and it appeared beside him in an instant, without hesitation, it used the move of turning itself into a sword, and stabbed the demon who was rushing towards him with a frantic expression.

The soft sound of "噗味" resounded in my ears, it was the cry of sharp blades cutting through flesh and blood.

The demons didn't react, and their body was divided into two obliquely in the air, with a smirk on their faces that was about to avenge their revenge.

The sword with the body could only last for two seconds, and Qiu Zhiqiu's spiritual power was exhausted. The spiritual power was exhausted, and the body flew forward inertially, and then began to fall. Qiu Zhiqiu held the originally shiny and introverted sword, but now it was completely dim.

Sighing softly, he stuck a flying talisman on his body. This was the first time Qiu Zhiqiu used it, and his body flew out crookedly.

When Wangjing found him, two days had passed, and the harm caused by the momentary evacuation of his spiritual power had damaged his tendons, and the pain was unbearable with just a slight movement, so he had to walk back on foot.

He touched the person who suddenly hugged him and refused to let go, and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, let go."

Wangjing refused, "I've been looking for you for two days, I thought you..." He didn't want to say the last few words.

Qiu Zhiqiu heard that the voice was not right, and felt that his voice was sobbing, so he pushed the person away to look at him, "Crying?"

"I didn't!" Wangjing kept his body short, but buried his head in his arms.

Just one look was enough for Qiu Zhiqiu to be sure of his red eye sockets, so he could only say, "No, I didn't cry." Like a child, he didn't even admit to crying.

After comforting him well, Qiu Zhiqiu asked him to take him back.

Wangjing talked about the situation, "Chen Mian is back, he insisted on your previous decision, the Mozu decided to withdraw."

After hearing this, Qiu Zhiqiu stopped in his tracks, "Turn your head and go back to Ming Shui Xianzong."

At least he had to wait for his cultivation base to recover before he dared to appear in front of Chen Mian. Qiu Zhiqiu was not afraid to guess other people's thoughts with the greatest malice, especially if this person was a demon cultivator.

Wangjing paused, then turned around obediently, "Isn't Mingshan and Chen Mian on good terms?"

Qiu Zhiqiu sneered, and poked his forehead, "Is your brain broken, or is it stuffed with something?"

Wang Jing said, "I heard that Shizun and he are old friends, and Qing Wei also said that both you and Chen Mian are named Chen."

Qiu Zhiqiu glanced at him and said nothing, knowing in his heart that it was Qingwei who said it, except for Qingwei, the others probably wouldn't know, and those who knew wouldn't say it.

Wangjing leaned over and asked, "Mingshan, what's your name?"

Qiu Zhiqiu didn't answer.

Wangjing grabbed his sleeve, "Tell me, Mingshan and Qingwei know about it, and I will know about it sooner or later without telling me."

Qiu Zhiqiu was still as immovable as a mountain. He didn't like the name Chen Qing very much.

Wangjing continued to sway aggressively, Qiu Zhiqiu was pulled by him and swayed all over, he couldn't bear it anymore, pointed to his nose and said, "Wangjing, do you think that I am not here, and you are bold?"

Wangjing chuckled, and whispered in his heart, if it wasn't for his lack of cultivation, how could he dare to do it, he would have been shot flying.

He let go of his hand, "Mingshan, tell me, let me tell you a secret about my life experience, okay?"

The author has something to say: If you don’t end the demon clan, how can you fall in love before you reach the baby stage, Wangjing will definitely be photographed flying, okay?