[Xiu Xian] The little cute master who has a headache every day

Mo Yu made a slight sign, and immediately raised the corners of her lips and smiled.

There was undisguised joy in the shallow smile, he bent down slightly, just like Mo Yu who had not lost his memory in the long past, and gently pressed his forehead against Mu Xuanying's forehead, with a slightly deep voice. With warmth, he said word by word: "What a coincidence, I think so too."

"There are all kinds of things in the world, and nothing is as good as my family's Mao Mao."

Mu Xuanying blushed so much that she could steam an egg.

Immediately, Mo Yu took half a step back, looked at Mu Xuanying, and said with a smile in his eyes, "This set is also good."

"?" Mu Xuanying was stunned for a moment, then looked down, only to see that the blood-stained robe on her body had been taken off by Mo Yu and thrown aside, and he was wearing a white arrow sleeve at the moment. It was the same style as Mo Yu's clothes, except that there was a circle of white fur around the neckline.

"But it's true, my Mao Mao looks good in anything." Mo Yu bit the "my family" emphatically, and smiled complacently.

Mu Xuanying rubbed her face silently. As she got younger, her ability to resist molestation also decreased, and she was depressed.

Mo Yu picked up Mu Xuanying, Yu Jian chased in the direction of Feizhou.

Mu Xuanying hugged Mo Yu's neck familiarly, and put her head into his arms, but she heard Mo Yu nonchalantly say: "It's just a jade pendant, there's no reason for it to come back after you give it away."

Hey?

Mu Xuanying raised her head in doubt, but saw that Mo Yu's expression remained unchanged, and said, "Brother Yu will get you a good one, you don't need that one."

No, no, it's not about the jade pendant, but—Brother Yu, are you really not jealous?

After being dumbfounded for a while, Mu Xuanying suddenly remembered that he was three years old now, not 13 years old, not 23 years old.Brother Yu has no memory at all, he only knows that they are brothers and relatives.

Although his temperament is still a bit domineering, he is by no means the brother Mo Yu who will turn jealous jars from time to time in the future.

Mu Xuanying pursed her lips. Mo Yu wasn't jealous, so naturally he wouldn't trouble Fu Rongzhao. He should be happy.But why, do you feel a little uncomfortable in your heart?

Mu Xuanying put her chin on Mo Yu's shoulder and said nothing.

Seeing that Mu Xuanying remained silent, Mo Yu thought that he was reluctant to be the head of the sect, and immediately gritted his molars——when he finds a suitable material, he will use mineral essence, water-based or wood-based materials, and personally give Mao Mao Carve it and squeeze that broken jade pendant down!

As for the reason why Mo Yu didn't care about the jade pendant being given away by Mu Xuanying - it was very simple!The jade pendant was given to Mu Xuanying by the sect leader, and Mo Yu had long thought of replacing it, fearing that Mu Xuanying herself would not like it.

Now being given away, it's in his arms.

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Bai Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor.

Compared with the "simplicity" of Wan Jianzong, Tianhua Gate is obviously more in line with the appearance of a fairyland in the eyes of ordinary people.

Looking out from a high altitude, there are countless carved beams and painted buildings, pavilions, pavilions, high and low inside Tianhuamen, each of which is extremely exquisite, but the most striking thing is the six white towers that go straight into the sky .

The white pagodas are towering into the sky, shining brightly, with different appearances. They are named Tianfu Pagoda, Tianxiang Pagoda, Tianliang Pagoda, Tiantong Pagoda, Tianshu Pagoda and Tianji Pagoda respectively. The place where the disciples of the six sects of the sect practiced latently.

As soon as Maoshi arrived, the mountain gate, which was more than ten feet high, slowly opened.The precious light of the magic weapon shone, and several young men and women in gorgeous robes appeared outside the mountain gate. All of them had extraordinary cultivation, and the weakest one had the cultivation of the late Jindan stage.

The first two, the man looks handsome and elegant, dressed as a Confucian scholar, with a folding fan in his hand, with a suave manner, they are the direct disciples of the head of the sect, Yuanying Daojun, Xue Lin.And that woman was wearing a water-green skirt, she was wearing a silk skirt, and her facial features were extremely bright. Her name was Xia Qi, she was the beloved daughter of the Pagoda Master of Tianfu, and her cultivation level was comparable to that of Xue Lin.

Not long after, the precious light flashed across the sky, and monks from various sects arrived one after another, either on flying instruments or riding various spiritual birds.

This kind of Ten Thousand Sects Conference can be regarded as the most important thing for each sect other than cultivation, treasure hunting, secret realm exploration and eradicating demons, and it is more related to the appearance of the sect. It is extremely heavy, and a lot of effort has been put into the flying magic weapon...except for Wan Jianzong.

When all the monks saw a dusty flying boat suddenly rushing into a dusty flying boat amidst all kinds of jeweled instruments and screaming spirit birds, they knew that the people of Wan Jianzong had arrived.

Wan Jianzong: If you are greedy for pleasure, when will the road be expected? !

Tianhuamen: It’s broken, how can there be a monk with the slightest demeanor? !

The corners of Xia Qi's lips curled up, and a touching smile appeared on her already bright face, which made her smile like a flower.She flicked her long sleeves, her feet shone brightly, and she appeared outside the dusty flying boat in a blink of an eye.Raising his hand to stroke his jet-black hair, Xia Qi said loudly, "A fellow Taoist of Wan Jianzong?"

What was completely different from her melodious voice was the intimidating aura that suddenly spread out.

It is definitely not a deterrent that can only be possessed in the Nascent Soul stage.

Xia Qi carried a magic weapon made by her father herself. Among the many uses, one of the most useless ones was added by her request.

During the fusion period, the master of the magic weapon itself has a higher level of breath deterrence.

Commonly known as overwhelming momentum.

Moreover, this is not an ordinary aura that overwhelms people, but the higher the cultivation base, the more terrifying the aura you feel.Those with low cultivation bases, on the contrary, don't have any major problems, even in the foundation building stage, it's just chest tightness, shortness of breath, dizziness for a while.

Xia Qi didn't expect to be able to frighten those sword cultivators, as long as he could make these sword lunatics stagger.

Especially that woman Ling Yao, it's better to stumble!

Xia Qi, Taoist cultivator in the mid-Yuanying period, six hundred years old, the most popular female cultivator in Tianhuamen, represented Tianhuamen in the Wanzong Conference 400 years ago, but lost to Wanjianzong Lingyao.

Xia Qi smiled lightly, although she was the proud daughter of the heavens and was raised up by the sect, she was not an arrogant person who believed that she was superior to others.Winning or losing is a common thing, she doesn't remember the failure 400 years ago, it doesn't matter if she loses the game, it's fine to get it back after a hundred years of hard work.

Although she is a Taoist cultivator, she has the root of the wind element. Although she looks like a gentle fairy in the past, she is a full-fledged violent Taoist cultivator.

But what made Xia Qi very sad was that she had practiced hard for a hundred years, and accompanied the previous Tianhuamen team to Wanjianzong, and made a special trip to find Ling Yao.

In the end, what did that damned swordsman say?

Who are you?

Compete?No, you are too weak, what if you accidentally break it?

Ha ha……

No matter how good-tempered Xia Qi was, he exploded at that time.

He fought again, this time, Xia Qi was defeated badly and seriously injured.On the other hand, Ling Yao hugged her shoulders in dissatisfaction, and muttered, she didn't want to make a move, but she chased her to beat her, and now she is injured, who is to blame!

Xia Qi's eyes turned black, but she still gritted her teeth and said word by word, they were just exchanging ideas, it was because she was not good at learning!

The painful experience of the seniors in the comprehension world and Xia Qi's own experience told her that whether she is an enemy or a friend who wants to be a sword cultivator, she needs a strong heart.

In the dusty flying boat, no one answered.

Xia Qi frowned slightly. Could it be that the Wan Jianzong came this time to be useless, and even this little deterrence couldn't bear it.

Xue Lin rubbed his forehead, no wonder Xia Qi's enthusiasm was a little unusual this morning, so he was waiting here.But at any rate, the visitor is a guest, and playing tricks on Wan Jianzong like this will be troublesome if not done well.

Well, this world is like this - the junior sister makes trouble, and the senior brother cleans up the mess, he is used to it.

Xue Lin tapped the palm of his hand lightly with the folding fan, and stepped forward to smooth things over.

Suddenly, Xue Lin's expression changed, and he grabbed Xia Qi's arm and stepped back abruptly.At the same time, the folding fan in his hand spread out an inch, and on the exposed fan, the mountain scene was blurred, and the next moment, a phantom of a majestic mountain appeared in the place where Xia Qi was standing just now.

This time, under the order of the master, he followed the two senior brothers and sisters to receive the disciples of the monks from various sects. Is this the Jiangshan fan of Senior Brother Xue Lin?

Although the high mountain is a phantom, it carries a heavy spirit of earth, towering and towering, and its potential is insurmountable.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, what did the senior brother sacrifice the Jiangshan Fan for?Want to smash Wan Jianzong's flying boat with this mountain?

However, at the next moment, the impassable mountain phantom like Yuanyue was torn from it like a piece of waste paper.A icy sword intent emerged from it, slashing straight at Xia Qi with unabated momentum.

The bitter wind outside the Tianhua Gate stopped.

At the same time that the phantom of the mountain was shattered, Xue Lin let out a muffled snort, and a stream of blood dripped from the corner of his lips.On the fan of the folding fan in his hand, there was a crack in the middle of the mountain.But he didn't care about his magic weapon, he just smiled wryly in his heart, sword repairs are really hard to deal with, the junior sister has got into trouble.

How should this sword intent be described?

It was as if there was no wind or snow in the world, and only cold was left, which could freeze the body and soul to annihilation. Xue Lin couldn't help but think, could this be the feeling of death?

The folding fan in Xue Lin's hand unfolded another inch, this time revealing the scene of the turbulent river.

The phantom of Jiang He suddenly appeared in front of the mountain gate, with a long body hovering like a water dragon, with the sound of dragon chant, directly meeting the sword intent.

"Falling leaves and flying flowers!" Compared with Xue Lin, Xia Qi's feeling locked by that sword intent was clearer and more shocking.Fortunately, Xia Qi is not a vase, and she didn't forget how to fight back when she was frightened.Immediately holding the formula in hand, the silk cloth on his body was lifted up with the formula, and there were bursts of rays of light, with countless flying leaves hovering above it, it was Xia Qi's favorite magic weapon, the glow silk.

There was no loud bang as imagined, no powerful force as if the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed when the sword intent collided with the spell, the collision of the three quietly dissipated like smoke.

If it wasn't for Xia Qi leaning in Xue Lin's arms, with a stream of blood dripping from the corner of his lips, the stunned people around would have thought that everything just now was just an illusion.

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