[Thunderbolt] Your sister

The bleak mountain scenery, the quiet ancient cave.

The red figure stood quietly in front of the water pool in the cave, silently watching the bones of the eminent monk who had passed away for many years in the rock wall.

In the past, the holy venerable lotus flower magic method gave him the mantra of seven Buddhas to eliminate crimes, which caused his memory to go blank for a while, but it is not so much a cleansing of sins and karma, as it is a return to the original nature of killing demons.

Everything in the past is put into the perspective of onlookers, so they can be comprehended.

But looking back, I have to say that the words of Xi Mie Tian Lai are quite reasonable, and the monk loves to cast doubts on him. If it weren't for this, he would not have accepted the command to kill under the provocation of Yi Lian Tuo Sheng's words in the past; A magic fetus transformed by a lotus.

"Um……"

As the son of Jiupan, who is listed in the two legends of the alien world with Zhu Wu, the god of war, why did he convert in the past?Now why the temperament change?One sword seals the Zen, the sword snow is nameless, does it exist or not?

The demon, who was lost in thought, suddenly heard a few loud cries, but listening carefully, it seemed to be...a donkey braying.

The Confucian in Xuanyi was dressed in a suit, and he got into the hole in embarrassment, sneezed a few times, and said to himself: "Well, the weather changes are getting more and more extreme. If I knew that there would be a storm, I should choose another time. It was a mistake. unwise."

The Confucian took out a piece of cloth from the donkey's rucksack and wiped the rain off his face. After a while, he suddenly realized that there were other people in the cave. When he looked back, he jumped in surprise and said, "Oh, this brother, you just stood there without saying a word. It's scary on the side!"

Tunfo was still speechless, but the Confucian suddenly put away his exaggerated expression, walked around him twice, and murmured: "Red hair and white shirt, armed with a long soldier, with devilish energy, here again, huh... Brother, you must not be the legendary boy who swallowed Buddha, right?"

"...how?" When the situation was chaotic, Mo Xin schemingly refused to believe in the coincidence of the encounter, and faced the Confucian who seemed to have known him calmly.

"Ah!" The Confucian took two steps back in an instant, and suddenly took out a portable paper and pen, and greeted him again with anticipation in his eyes: "To be honest, I am currently creating a work related to the Northern Territory Shuangxie, it is great to meet the parties Yes! Can I interview you?"

Tun Buddha: "..."

……never expected.

He couldn't help but look at the Confucian carefully, wanting to determine whether the other party's impolite topic was provocative or sincere, and after meeting the bright eyes of the Confucian, he naturally turned his gaze away: "Did you consider the consequences for making this request? "

"Hey, to create is to take all kinds of risks. To complete this work, I have done a lot of research and homework. Jiufenglian is the last stop of my investigation. It is a pleasant surprise to meet the famous boy who swallows Buddha!" ​​Confucianism His face was filled with joy from the bottom of his heart, and as he talked to himself, his attention was drawn away by Yilian Tuosheng's bones and the pool: "This is Master Yilian Tuosheng? Well, let me pray... I heard that Jianxue is nameless After death, he turned into a black lotus in the pond, now the black lotus disappears, and Jiupan reappears, this story is full of ups and downs, wonderful!"

"Are you obsessed with stories because of events or people?"

"Yeah, the creator is the one who tells the story. Of course, the choice of materials must be based on both personnel and factors, so that the work will be popular." The Confucian wrote in the shorthand book, and he did not forget to raise his head and ask: "Mr. Tunfo, please, How does it feel to revisit your hometown?"

"……what."

Tunfo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Confucian suddenly said: "Ah, you are being abrupt, your occupational disease is onset, and you are rude. But you seem to be easier to get along with than the rumors, which surprises me."

"It's easy to get along with." Tunfo maintained a rare patience with this Confucian scholar who was repeatedly jumping on the verge of death, and said in a slow voice: "Do you want to taste Zhu Yan's forgiveness?"

"Oh, I misunderstood, I didn't mean that!" Sensing the dangerous atmosphere, the Confucian scholar put away his pen and paper and backed away, hugging the little donkey's neck, and said fearfully: "I just need to borrow a place to shelter from the rain, Mr. Tunfo You pretend I don't exist."

Seeing that he was finally quiet, Tunfo didn't intend to ask, and continued his meditation.

Outside the cave, the wind and rain were blowing, and it was getting stronger and stronger, and there was no sign of stopping. The Confucian scholar stood at the entrance of the cave and looked at the sky sadly: "Jiufeng Lianyu should not be in this kind of weather, hey..."

In the cold rain, a strong murderous aura suddenly attacked, the Confucian scholar was startled, he quickly backed up and exclaimed: "Wow, master master master!"

Tunfo was alerted suddenly, and when he looked back, it was the return of the killing god, the god son Jiupan had a ghostly figure, and the Chi'e sword was only three inches in front of his throat in the blink of an eye!

Zhu Yan slanted his body to block the sharp edge of the sword.

Magical reunion, handover of weapons, punches and palms, changing lines and shifting, the extremely cold air and the scorching heat are intertwined into a web, and the battle situation cannot be distracted!

The Confucian in black clothes couldn't avoid it, so he simply rode on the donkey and ran left and right in the cave. The frightened little donkey ran wildly and howled non-stop.

Tunfo's injury has not healed, coupled with the restraint of his physical attributes, he gradually fell into the wind, Jiupan smiled and said coldly: "You are worthy of the devil's heresy, you are still on the list of the devil's decree to kill and eliminate, but that's it."

Pang Ran's evil aura was raging, Jiupan was about to use his ultimate move, but suddenly there was a huge shock in the hands of Zhuyan, and the sword spirit appeared, trying to resist Jiupan's demonic move, Jiupan felt an inexplicable familiarity, between lightning and flint, a thought changed, Changing the killing system, transforming into a dragon shadow, sealing the body of Tun Buddha and Zhu Yan's sword spirit——

"Ah-oh-ah-oh-oh-oh..."

Accompanied by the loud braying of the donkey, Jiupan frowned slightly, stopped in frustration, and looked at the terrified Confucian on the donkey.

Receiving his cold gaze, the Confucian raised his hand tremblingly, pointing to the mountain wall with tears in his eyes: "That...that..."

Jiupan and Tunfo followed his direction, but they saw a lotus-supported skeleton in the wall cave, which was hit by Zhu Yanji's move during the fierce battle just now, and it was already ablaze with green smoke.

"Huh?!" Jiupan's complexion changed slightly, and subconsciously flew forward to extinguish the flames, but the burning bones flew away in an instant, and the remnants of the holy spirit of Buddhism rushed towards him. Godzi Jiupan stopped moving for a moment, and memories flooded into his mind. Familiar Sanskrit words seemed to ring in my ears——

"My ignorance, my views, my arrogance, and my love cause the five aggregates to flourish, and I cannot escape. If I fall into my attachment, there will be no difference between human beings and demons."

"When you chant the Buddha, there is no greed, you can save your desires from Nanda, you can see the heavens and appear in hell, and you can control your mind and leave the five realms."

"People, demons, demons, ghosts, all sentient beings, all enter into non-self, and then become me."

The holy energy dissipated, the Sanskrit chanting stopped, Jiupan opened his magic eyes, and mocked softly: "You really put in so much effort to support the life of a lotus."

"Now, should I call you Son of God or Jianxie?"

New wounds added old wounds, and Tunfo, who was locked in his body, spoke indifferently.

"Are you standing here on purpose to wait for the rabbit?" Jiupan put away the Chi'e sword, and his tone became more and more mocking: "The boy who has never regretted swallowing Buddha has also learned the method of compassion, and wants to make the past come back. I really think I am like you Ordinarily, forget Jianxue's nameless past?"

As soon as the words fell, Tunfo's eyes suddenly turned deep: "Do you remember?"

"I remember clearly." Jiupan said indifferently, "Jianxue Wuming is a name from the past, a piece of the past. I am not your boy who swallowed Buddha, so there is no need to deceive yourself. What really makes me curious is you who have recovered your identity as a demon. Come to the end of the mountain."

"Uh..." The Confucian scholar slid off the donkey's back, carefully raised his hand and introduced himself: "Son of God, if you want to know, I can help you review everything in detail."

"Huh?" Jiupan then turned his gaze to him: "You? How do you want to look back?"

"The experience of Tunfo Boy is not a secret, but you have to be intuitive and clear. It is the fastest to read the story. Is Shenzi interested in finding a place to sit down and watch it slowly?"

"It's your confidence to invite me?" Jiupan stared at the Confucian man in black with sharp eyes.

The Confucian immediately grimaced: "Don't dare, Son of God, I'm a weak scholar, I can't even beat a legislator, what can I do to you?"

"Yes." Jiupan answered frankly, and said to Tunfo: "I will leave your life for now, and I will take your head after I understand what I want to understand."

Tun Buddha: "..."

... It seems that no one respects the feelings of the parties involved.

The situation is stronger than that of people. After all, the contemporary God of War in the Alien Demon Realm left Jiufeng Lianyu under the kind "accompaniment" of Jiupan Shenzi and the Confucianists, and sat down in a puppet show auditorium on a wild stage.

The puppet fights on the stage were in full swing, "Human Evil Sword Evil Breaks Gold and Silver" ended, and the main creator came out to take a curtain call. The Confucian who called himself "Wen Xin Zhuo Yu. Unreleased Volume" rushed forward to recommend the latest work "Magic Sword Enmity Record" , Hearing that, the head teacher's eyes lit up.

"Sir, this work is very good, and we are happy to rehearse it."

"I don't know if the class master can perform the essence of the work?"

Not letting go of the paper, he expressed moderate doubts about the performance strength of the Grass Stage troupe. The troupe immediately patted his chest and said: "Sir, don't worry, don't look at our poor ratings. The Nong Sanping team that performed 'Red Dust Tribulation' back then, I am his direct disciple 'Nong Sanxian', my strength is absolutely guaranteed!"

Tun Buddha under the stage: "..."

... In short, there is no possibility of respecting the wishes of the parties.

Feng Qianxue who was peeping in the dark: "..."

... If she was the person involved, she would have committed embarrassment and cancer, but Tunfo, the god of war who stabbed Buddhas and demons all over the world, probably wouldn't feel embarrassment.

After the play was over, the rough tea was already cold, and Shenzi Jiupan slowly got up.

After confirming the repertoire with the class master, he quickly poked his head over and asked, "Where is Son of God going?"

"Nai Luo Ye. Where is Xiao now?"

Jiupan uttered a name, which aroused Feng Qianxue's vigilance.

Tunfo, who had been silent all this time, asked, "What are you looking for him for?"

"One answer to the last question." Jiupan answered Tunfo's question with no seriousness, and then continued to ask questions: "Where is the night?"

Scratching his head without letting go, "It should be on the thirteenth peak of Aofeng."

Jiupan lowered his eyes, and led the captive Tunfo Boy Huaguang straight to Aofeng. The worry in Feng Qianxue's heart reached its peak in an instant, so she immediately followed carefully.

Affected by the changes in Shenzhou, the ice stream on the [-]th peak of Aofeng seemed to be melting. Xiao quietly stood in front of an ice wall and observed the little green grass sprouts drilled out of the rock.

Even in a place with extreme climate like Aofeng, if there is a little vitality, the grass can grow again. This is probably the way of heaven that Buddha Sword and Xiao Zhongjian said.

The visitor's message was blowing in the cold wind, Xiao turned around and looked at the two demon men, one red and one black in surprise: "Boy Tunfo...you are still alive."

Then he asked in confusion, "Is he your friend?"

"Friend? How do you judge?" Jiupan calmly observed the artificial life in front of him, and found that he seemed to be different from his imagination.

"The body of Tunfo boy was locked, is it because of you?" Xiao couldn't understand Jiupan's attitude that he was neither an enemy nor a friend, but instinctively felt that the other party had no intention to kill, so he said from his heart: "You don't want to kill him, but why don't you kill him?" Lock his body, why?"

"Is there a reason? Hmm..." Jiupan moved suddenly, Chi'e got out of its sheath, and Xiaoya immediately transformed into a night knife and entered the fighting state. spread.

"I don't like peepers."

Jiupan's voice was cold.

"You can't hurt her."

Xiao moved her footsteps again, directly blocking Feng Qianxue.

Sensing that although Jiupan was unhappy, she still had no killing intent, Feng Qianxue gently pressed Xiao's tense shoulders, signaling him to relax: "I didn't want to hide the truth from God Zi Jiupan, I was just curious why you wanted to find Xiao?"

"One look at the lucky ones who escaped from Tunfo Boy." Jiupan answered her question with a good temper, and once again started to mock Tunfo: "By nature, he is deeply scheming and deceiving others and himself. After all, he can't bear to destroy his innocence. Buddha-swallowing boy, how foolish you are."

"So what about you?" Tunfo didn't want to be outdone, he seemed to restrain himself but said sharply: "It's still returning to the devil's womb."

"But it's nothing, so what's the point of 'return'?"

"...What are you talking about?"

Xiao looked confused.

Feng Qianxue was in a complicated mood. To be honest, she didn't want to participate in this kind of intricate duel of grievances and grievances. Even if it was verbal, if she had to explain it to Xiao, it would take three days and three nights to explain it clearly.

After Jiupan and Tunfo exchanged a few sentences, they spoke to Xiao again: "Why are you friends with him?"

Xiao bluntly said: "He taught me a lot."

"Oh?" Jiupan looked back at Tunfo, who was silent, and began to feel amused: "Are you teaching lies and deception?"

Xiao couldn't understand Jiupan's hidden sarcasm, so he nodded honestly and answered: "Good and evil are true and false, it's all a kind of teaching, I don't know, so I have to learn."

Feng Qianxue: "..."

... One more second of embarrassment for Tunfo boy.

"From scratch, you have learned the essence."

Jiupan finally withdrew his weapon and carried it on his hands, as if he had got the answer he needed, he walked straight past Tunfo, about to go down the peak, Feng Qianxue called to him: "Son of Jiupan, do you know that the alien dragon has been destroyed?" ?”

"Huh?" Jiupan paused, his eyes sharpened again.

Feng Qianxue, who was just probing, was stunned for a second: "You...don't you know?"

In view of the special relationship between the devil's embryo and the devil's dragon, Zhengdao and everyone in the devil's world, including Zhu Wutunfo, never doubted whether Jiupan knew about the dragon's collision with the divine pillar.

Therefore, after witnessing Jiupan Shenzi closing his eyes to sense the breath of the magic dragon but disappearing without a trace, Feng Qianxue and Tunfo boy looked at each other and were speechless at the same time.

Feng Qianxue: "..."

... So before Zhengdao just missed a united | battle target in vain.

Boy swallowing Buddha: "..."

... The beatings were in vain.

"What happened? Why didn't you talk? Who was that demon just now?"

Xiao looked at Feng Qianxue and then at Tunfo, with curiosity written all over his face.

"Cough," Feng Qianxue coughed dryly, and told Xiao: "I have something to do and I have to leave. The situation is very chaotic recently, so be careful. Boy Tunfo...you are seriously injured, so stay here to recuperate. News from Jiupan I will convey it to Zhu Wu."

Tunfo was noncommittal, he must be in a bad mood at the moment, Feng Qianxue left Aofeng with the same messy thoughts in Fengzhong, and went to look for the traces of the heroes near Yundu Mountain.

"...The battle of Yundu Mountain, the process is like this." Jianzi recounted the battle situation to Cang, and forwarded Feng Qianxue's letter to the Zheshan Army: "Now Lin Wushuang and Ye Xiaochai are temporarily transferred to the Sudden Realm, and Feng Qianxue is going out to find your comrades in arms , the Demon Realm has not made any moves yet, but I expect the day of another battle will not be too far away."

Zhe Shanjun's face was solemn: "I never thought that Emperor Qitian would be so powerful, Cang, we have to step up our training."

"Yeah." Cang nodded: "Thank you Jianzi for letting me know, I will trouble you for the safety of other comrades in arms during this time."

"Don't worry." Jianzi and Xuanzong signaled: "You are short on time, and you need to be stationed in Sudden Realm. I won't bother you anymore, and I will leave."

"Please."

After Jianzi left, Cang once again emphasized the key points of the Xuangang Sword Array, and Hen Changfeng added: "According to the "Book of Precepts and Gods", it is almost impossible to use the array to break the Qitian Emperor's self-defense shield. Flaws for the purpose."

Mo Chenyin's complexion changed slightly: "Create a flaw... Cang, don't you?"

The head of the six strings nodded, and finally confessed his intentions to fellow practitioners: "Once there is a flaw in the shield of the Emperor of Heaven, I will take the method of burning jade and stone to die with him. This is the only way."

"The first string!"

Cui Shan Xing and other people in the string department couldn't accept it, and Mo Chenyin and Zhe Shanjun also changed their colors slightly: "Cang, we don't agree with your method."

Cang's faction was resolute and indifferent: "Friends, this battle is not for death, but for a way out of life—for adversity, for the common people."

"This……"

Everyone was speechless, and their hearts were even more heavy. Zhao Muzun and Yin Qiujun were separated from each other, looking at the sky and shaking their fans, as if the matter had nothing to do with them.

"Time waits for no one, fellow practitioners, let's continue." Cang lifted the topic, and said to Hen Changfeng: "Zhu Wu, I'm sorry."

Hate Changfeng drew out the Nirvana sword on his back: "My ability is very different from that of Emperor Qitian. Now I only have half the ability of my body, so I can only do my best."

Cang and Zhe Shanjun nodded, their eyes froze, and they played the mysterious array of Xuangang sword again.

Techniques, Daoyin, Jianfeng, Taoist Xuanzong elites work together, yin and yang change, offense and defense change shape, exquisite, hate Changfeng is in the formation, deal with the double flow of Qi and Nazhen God, and carefully observe the flaws with the forehead and evil eyes.

Suddenly, the smooth attack and defense stagnated slightly, hate Changfeng seized the opportunity, nirvana stick on the ground, the demonic energy surged, and forced out the empty door of the formation in one fell swoop, everyone in Xuanzong changed color.

——Although the formation has not been broken, facing an opponent as strong as Qitiandi, a line of empty door is a failure!

"Hey." Bai Xuepiao shook her head angrily.

"Cang." Hate Changfeng secretly glanced at Siqi's direction, hesitant to speak.

Cang all thought: "Take a break for now, try again later."

The durian string and the four oddities were separated, and Cang walked to Mo Chenyin's side, and said cautiously: "Mo Chenyin, I believe you also noticed where the subtle flaws appeared at that moment."

"...Yes." Mo Chenyin looked at the three fellow practitioners with some headaches: "I'm thinking about how to solve it."

But Zhao Muzun walked up to Zheshan Army step by step: "There is no need to waste any more time, we will know after a fight between you and me."

"Friend?"

Zhe Shanjun was stunned, and Mo Chen's head hurt even more.

Chi Yunran and Bai Xuepiao looked over in surprise when they heard the sound.

——At this moment, Jin Liuying actually invited the Zheshan army to fight, it is really disgusting and ridiculous!

Cuishan Xing directly accused with anger: "Jin Liuying, you are still disregarding the overall situation as always!"

Zhao Muzun was unmoved: "Frankly speaking, what is the overall situation good for me?"

"you……!"

Cuishanxing, who had been suffocated for a long time, was about to come over, but Yin Qiujun suddenly blocked him with a fan: "That's enough, Qibu's affairs can be solved by Qibu himself, and I don't need you to intervene."

"Friend?!" Mo Chenyin looked at Yin Qiujun, who was thrusting horizontally, inexplicably.

"Fate is at the front, carrying the burden and fighting against the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor, the odds of winning are not even half a point." Yin Qiujun was so calm and cold: "What are you talking about, Zhe Shan Army?"

The Zheshan Army, who wanted to decline politely, was startled when he heard this.

Cang retreated to one side considerately, and said to his juniors and sisters: "Let's avoid it for now."

Seeing this, Hate Changfeng also walked away and turned his eyes away.

"Okay, the idlers have left, you can start to deal with it." Yin Qiujun pulled Mo Chenyin aside, allowing Zhe Shanjun and Zhao Muzun to face each other.

"Friends... I think the grievances between us have been resolved."

The Zheshan Army had no choice but to face Zhao Muzun's boiling fighting spirit.

"It's not a grudge, but an end." Zhao Muzun Yunlong slashed his hands, and said softly, "Let me take a look at your current cultivation!"

"Hey……!"

Fully understanding his determination, Zheshan Jun Zixia unsheathed and started the battle!

Familiar moves, unfamiliar decisiveness, knowing that this battle must have a definite result, the Zhe Shan Army has no reservations, and the moves are all rare and sharp; Disturbed and troubled, I just want to ask a martial arts master.

"Zi Tao Tianhong pierces the sky!"

"Yuntian Dragon Seal!"

Mo Chenyin felt helpless at the beginning, but after watching for a while, he noticed the changes in Jin Liuying. His perception was very complicated, half talking to himself and half discussing, he said to Yin Qiujun: "He has broken through...if earlier...hey. "

"what."

Yin Qiujun responded with a slightly sarcastic laugh.

Practitioners from the same origin, fighting with swords and swords, asking about martial arts cultivation, seeking to distinguish between superiors and inferiors, Zhao Muzun has no other thoughts, and he is even able to draw with the Zhe Shan Army; It was even more comforting, the worries disappeared at the moment, and I was ready to fight.

The sun is setting to the west, and the fierce battle is fierce. In the last move, the swords and swords blare together, the ochre glow reflects the sky and the east, and the gold shines in the universe. With one blow, the dust and sand disperse, and the world returns to peace.

Zhao Muzun put away Yunlong Zhan, and said expressionlessly: "You won."

"Friends..." Zhe Shanjun had mixed feelings, but was about to speak but was overshadowed by another voice that suddenly raised——

"Is it over?" Yin Qiujun's feather fan turned into a sword, and flew towards him involuntarily: "Then it's my turn!"

Hearing the sound of piercing through the air, Zhao Muzun turned around to defend, and Mo Chenyin, who had regained his senses, hurried forward to pull away the Zheshan army in the standing circle.

"Bauhinia clothes?" Zhe Shanjun was stunned again.

Facing the fellow practitioners from the Xianbu who surrounded him to check on the situation, Mo Chenyin helplessly helped his forehead.

Let’s talk about why Zijingyi has been sneering beside him all the time. It seems that the anger that has been suppressed for a long time has not dissipated easily. It’s just that Jin Liuying is fighting Zhe Shan. It may be unfair for him to challenge at this time...

But Yin Qiujun slapped Zhao Muzun's chest, who was out of breath, and said with a smirk: "It's fair to pay you back in your way."

——At the beginning, he was entrusted to ask the natural enemy to beat him until he was bleeding, so he dared to do it, isn't it cheap? !

--Pooh.

Mo Chenyin sighed deeply: "Zheshan, do you know... I really hope that Qianxue is here, but I am glad that she is not here?"

"Hmm..." Zhe Shanjun pondered for a while, and honestly replied: "It's better if she isn't here."

——If the elders argue, don't bother the younger generation, although she is not too annoying.

"How does Grand Palace Master feel?"

Suan Tianhe looked sincerely concerned, and asked Zhao Yunshang who had finished adjusting his breath.

"...Thank you for your assistance, sir." Temporarily regaining her senses, Zhao Yunshang put on her elegant mask again and thanked Suan Tianhe.

"Palace Master, you don't need to thank me. I have longed for Jiange for a long time, but my own cultivation is limited, so I can only watch Jiange being bullied by others. I am really ashamed."

"Hey... Jiange." Zhao Yunshang made a painful expression: "The foundation of the ancestors was destroyed by my hands. I am really ashamed of my ancestors."

"Why is the Palace Master discouraged?" Suan Tianhe asked in puzzlement, every sentence piercing his heart: "I heard that everyone in the Jiange had already left before the activation of the profound formation. As long as the people of the Jiange are here, why worry about not recovering the foundation? I have to admire the foresight of the Grand Palace Master , Evacuate the crowd and attack the demon world alone, the courage and demeanor are admirable."

"This..." Knowing the reason why all the sword maids left the Jiange, Zhao Yunshang didn't want to reveal everything, so he could only vaguely say: "It's absurd."

"What's the palace master's plan next? Do you want to find the person of Jiange?"

"Sir, I laughed, I... don't know where they are."

Zhao Yunshang tried her best to maintain a dignified demeanor, even though Tianhe was cold in her heart, she still showed an enthusiastic expression: "During the time the palace lord is recuperating, I have found out where everyone in Jiange lives now, why don't I accompany the palace lord to find it?"

"Huh?" Zhao Yunshang's eyes flashed coldly: "Sir, have you found them?"

"Make up your own mind, I hope the Palace Master will not blame you."

"No." Zhao Yunshang suddenly regained his awe-inspiring posture: "Please tell me the location, sir."

"Ten miles to the northwest, after a market town, there is a peach forest."

"Well...thank you, sir." Zhao Yunshang raised his hand to support the golden hairpin on the sideburns, and walked steadily towards the direction Suan Tianhe pointed, his slightly bleak back showing a sense of ruthlessness.

Suan Tianhe watched her go forward coldly, and said to himself: "Ha... Zhao Yunshang, you are under my control."

Walking along the way, to the market town mentioned by Tianhe, the street scene is rare and peaceful, and Zhao Yunshang's beautiful appearance and temperament attract everyone's attention.

Suddenly, several familiar figures fell into Zhao Yunshang's eyes.

"Sumei, have you bought all the cloth?"

"Well, I've bought them all. Aunt Bai's family left them for us specially. Look at the quality and material."

"Wow, you really know how to buy it."

Several sword maids were dressed in ordinary muslin clothes, but their young faces were full of vitality, which made Zhao Yunshang's heart boil with anger.

"It turns out that you left Jiange and had a good time."

Hearing a familiar voice suddenly, several sword servants were stunned at the same time, and when they looked up, their faces changed.

"Big... Great Palace Master..."

His body trembled, and he retreated slowly, only to be satisfied with joy when he didn't see him at all.

"See that I'm so scared? Hey..." Zhao Yunshang looked away, showing guilt: "It's my fault. When the second sister and the sword master left, I was too angry and hurt you."

"No, it's nothing." Sumei, who had served Zhao Yunshang before, boldly replied: "Big... The Palace Master came to see us, yes, what's the matter?"

"The Jiange has been destroyed by the Demon Realm. I feel uneasy. I am here to confirm your current situation." Zhao Yunshang looked at the sword maids with tears in her eyes: "You are doing well now, so I am relieved."

"Grand Palace Master..." After all, it is the Palace Master who has been with him day and night for many years. Although everyone has doubts, seeing her sincere and remorseful face, they can't help being moved: "Grand Palace Master, don't blame yourself. Although I, we are in a little bit of trouble now, but Also very satisfied."

"Really?" Zhao Yunshang was on the verge of weeping, and before they could answer, the Emperor Huang suddenly pulled out his sheath and cut off the necks of two of them, his tone was cold: "That's good, it's interesting to kill like this—"

"Ah!" Seeing this, Sumei screamed, turned around and ran away, and other people in the market town also scattered in fright.

"Run, just deal with you bastards together." Zhao Yunshang took the time to keep up with Sumei, and went all the way to the hermit village where Jiange people lived.

In the woods outside the village, the killer Youyan Zhengfu who was guarding saw this and immediately sent a signal to his companions.

"Hahahaha..." Zhao Yunshang smashed through the archway at the entrance of the village with a sword, and the terrified maidservants surrounded the fourth palace master, Feiying, retreating steadily.

With the sword in front of Feiying's chest, she mustered up her courage and said, "Eldest sister...you, what are you going to do?"

"What to do? You actually asked me what to do?" Zhao Yunshang had a cruel contempt on her face, "Isn't it natural to deal with traitors and lowly maidservants?"

"You... don't go too far, I... I won't let you hurt anyone."

"Oh, my good little sister, what can you do?" Zhao Yunshang took a sword casually, killing several more people: "Do you want to stop me? Come, let the elder sister see if your cultivation has improved."

Suddenly the cold sword swept across, Miao Lingfei hurried over, and quickly ordered: "Everyone, go!"

"Sister Miao!"

"Let's go!" Miao Lingfei's underwear was soaked in cold sweat, forcing all the sword servants to drag Feiying to escape, and she said to Zhao Yunshang alone: ​​"Grand Palace Master, Miao Lingfei is here to learn."

"Ha, you lowly maidservant, you dare to resist me after not seeing you for a few days. Well, as you wish—the coldness of Aoling Shuangfeng wins the snow!"

Miao Lingfei practiced hard for many years, and had a little experience with the sword moves of several palace masters. At this moment, she tried her best to block the powerful move. When she was injured, she threw down the hidden weapon and escaped desperately while the smoke was filling.

"Huh?!" After being fooled, Zhao Yunshang's expression became even colder, and he immediately chased after her.

"Uh... poof."

Miao Lingfei stumbled and ran forward, and was overtaken and injured several times by Zhao Yunshang, who was deliberately playing tricks. The injury became more and more serious, and she couldn't tell the direction. At the moment of despair, there seemed to be a singing sound coming from afar.

"Bitch, I'm tired of it." Zhao Yunshang was approaching again, raising his hand to kill him, when he heard the sound, he raised his head, only to see a sword attack——

"One sleeve is sparse and the other sleeve is clear, what is the destination and what is the period. Let's take time and take pictures, not drunk on wind and moon, not drunk on poetry." The wandering and unrestrained figure instantly appeared in front of Miao Lingfei: "Bullying the weak is not the way of chivalry. "

"Meddling in your own business, you must have the awareness of death!" Zhao Yunshang drew out his sword angrily: "Lan Guanxue has a thousand layers!"

The sword energy was coming fiercely, and the handsome swordsman also focused his attention. The moment the sword came out, he was calm in the Confucian style: "Qianqiu Xiaofengyun!"

When the two forces disappeared, Zhao Yunshang's vision returned to clear, and there was no one in front of him.

……

"Girl, girl."

While in a trance, Miao Lingfei was awakened by a human voice, barely opened her eyes: "Thank you for saving me."

"Girl, hold on, I'll take you to a doctor."

"Find Dongying Sword Master and Xuanzong Feng Qianxue for me..." The injuries were heavy, Miao Lingfei tried to stay awake, and grabbed the other party's sleeve: "The Great Palace Master...reappeared in the world, let them...be careful."

Confessing in a hurry, she fell into a coma again. Yun Wanggui was startled, and felt that she was still alive. He said to himself, "Dongying Sword Master, Xuanzong Feng Qianxue? Hmm... is it Feng Qianxue from the Sin Pit?"

Having a slight impression of this name, Yun Wanggui picked up Miao Lingfei and quickened his pace: "Seek medical treatment first, and then find people."

The author has something to say:

Well, the nanny is back, and I finally have time to code.

This chapter is full of all kinds of bad taste.

1. Ever since I stumbled across the video of a fight between a legislator in Wanwan, I can no longer look directly at it—this is the entertainment section, not the ZZ section

2. The apprentice who made Sanping made Sanxian... I'm afraid it's because I have been immune to too many 40-meter swords

3. Tunfo automatically makes me speechless and cools me to death

感谢在2020-09-2521:38:32~2020-10-0317:05:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of listening heart; 10 bottles of agate seeds;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!