I'm pregnant with the cub of the gangster's apprentice

Rong Qingxuan's spine stiffened.

This was the first time Long Li offered a kiss on his own initiative, it felt serious, it was really indescribably absurd...

However, Rong Qingxuan didn't dare to do anything, if he accidentally provoked Long Li and caused him to run away and lose control, the gain would outweigh the loss.

Anyway, Long Li's lips were soft and cold, which was quite comfortable, cough, just, let him take advantage of it.

"Ahem, ahem, oops, did I come here by accident?"

The two master and apprentice were whispering, Zhong Yanjiu staggered over with his folding fan.

That Zhong Yanjiu was wearing a bright yellow robe today, but the tunic inside was bright red, with a lake green belt around his waist, making him look like a red-bellied golden pheasant who has become a fairy.Rong Qingxuan pushed Longli away, and looked at Zhong Yanjiu speechlessly: "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to find Rong Rong and you to discuss matters with the senior brother in charge." Zhong Yanjiu jumped in front of Rong Qingxuan's master and apprentice, first glanced at Long Li lewdly, Long Li was so frightened that he hurriedly saluted and greeted him, and then He glanced at Rong Qingxuan slyly, "tsk tsk" a few times, and exaggerated, "Ah, Rong Rong, why is your mouth so swollen and cracked? But it's on fire?!"

Rong Qingxuan was really angry.

He gave Long Li a "retreat" look, pulled Zhong Yanjiu and said, "What are you talking about? If you want to go, go!"

Zhong Yanjiu refused to leave, and reluctantly looked at Longli's back: "Rongrong, you two were just now..."

Zhong Yanjiu danced excitedly, looking like a colorful quail drugged.

Rong Qingxuan gave him a blank look and didn't say a word.

"Is this your disciple?" Zhong Yanjiu rubbed his hands together, "He is so handsome, he can't compare to you, can you introduce..."

"No!" Rong Qingxuan interrupted Zhong Yanjiu, "Are you going or not!"

"Let's go! Oh, people who get angry have a bad temper."

Zhong Yanjiu followed Rong Qingxuan's footsteps obediently, and looked at Rong Qingxuan while walking, Rong Qingxuan was taken aback by his strange gaze: "You are sick, you keep staring at me!"

Zhong Yanjiu smiled "hehe", slapped his fan on the floor, covered the two of them and said, "Rongrong, it seems that you have used this look..."

Rong Qingxuan: "..."

Zhong Yanjiu raised his eyebrows excitedly: "How does it feel to use? Is it much more convenient and quicker than manual poison extraction!"

Rong Qingxuan: "..."

He pulled Zhong Yanjiu's ear, pressed it to the ground and gave him a beating.

"You still have the face to say it! If it weren't for your father, you can stumble? You can't write clearly, and you can't write a few positive and negative sentences together? I'll kill you!"

Rong Qingxuan's fists fell like rain, and he was so tired of beating that he screamed: "What positive and negative sentences? I clearly wrote the method of injecting spirits on a piece of paper!"

Rong Qingxuan: "???"

"Going around, are you talking about the method of injecting spirits?"

"Otherwise?" Zhong Yanjiu stood up, adjusted his sleeves angrily, then stared at Rong Qingxuan excitedly and wretchedly, "Oh, oh, oh, Rong Rong! You, you, you Use jade power!"

Rong Qingxuan became dizzy, raised his fist, and beat Zhong Yanjiu again.

After going to Daoqing Palace with Zhong Yanjiu and others to listen to Bai Jinnian's lecture, Rong Qingxuan started to make a fuss about the sword sacrifice ceremony.

According to legend, thousands of years ago, Mu Cang Mountain was just a barren mountain with no aura. The founder of the sect, Ling Wuxie, used the Wuxie sword to cut out the spiritual veins hidden under the Mu Cang Mountain, which made the little-known Mu Cang Mountain full of spiritual power. , Became the head of the Hundred Families of Immortals.

And the sword sacrificed in the sword sacrifice ceremony is the Wuxie sword used by Ling Wuxie.

The significance of the Sword Sacrifice Ceremony to Mu Cang Mountain is self-evident, and it is even more meaningful to Rong Qingxuan, who became a monk on the way and became the peak master of Qingzhu Peak, because in the original book, Long Li came back from the dead and singled out the masters of Mu Cang Mountain. The place where Rong Qingxuan's incident happened was the Sword Sacrifice Ceremony in Mu Cang Mountain.

Having been deceived by his master for 16 years, he was reborn once and washed Cangxiong with blood. What an emotional plot!Now, it has become a sharp knife hanging in Rong Qingxuan's heart.

Fortunately, Longli is not dead, and fortunately all the secrets are well hidden.

After working hard for half a month, the Sword Sacrifice Ceremony arrived.

Before dawn, Rong Qingxuan, Bai Jinnian and others appeared at the sword sacrificial platform to welcome the heads of the various sects.Knowing, not knowing, can't remember whose, Rong Qingxuan all responded with a smile.There are many young talents among them, or the younger brother of a certain sect leader, or a ranger who travels all over the world, they will always look at Rong Qingxuan more ambiguously, or look at him with lingering resentment, Rong Qingxuan After thinking about it carefully, oh, those are all peach blossom debts left by the original goods.

Well, that's fucking good.

He turned around as if nothing happened, and looked at the disciples in the audience. There was a vast snowy sea, and there were so many Mu Cangshan disciples in white sword suits, but he still found Longli at a glance.

There is no other reason, but because of its outstanding appearance, it is far superior to all the disciples of Mu Cangshan who are all dragons and phoenixes among people.

Rong Qingxuan suddenly felt a sense of pride like an old father, lightly pressed his cuff, and smiled unconsciously.

There, there are gifts he carefully selected for Longli.

Under the sword sacrificial platform, Long Li also looked up at Rong Qingxuan.

Although surrounded by a group of immortal leaders with outstanding temperament and peerless appearance, Rong Qingxuan is still the most dazzling one. He holds a folding fan and greets guests with a smile. look.Long Li couldn't help being a little jealous, jealous that the leaders of the immortal sect could stand together with Rong Qingxuan, talking and laughing happily, looking down at the world, how he wished that one day he could stand beside Rong Qingxuan so openly, chatting and laughing with him, Talk about the past and the present.

Just, will there be such a day?

Rong Qingxuan, who accompanied Bai Jinnian to greet the guests, was about to freeze with laughter.

After finally arranging the last wave of guests, several young disciples rushed up and said, "Report to the head, the third prince of Panlong Valley and Princess Linglong are here."

"What?" Rong Qingxuan, who was fanning his fan weakly against Zhong Yanjiu, immediately stood up, "You said that Prince Long and Princess Linglong are here?"

The little disciple nodded: "Yes."

Rong Qingxuan gasped.

Panlong Valley, the supreme location of the cultivation world.

The incumbent in the valley is called the Immortal Emperor, his wife is called the Immortal Empress, and the successor is called the Prince, who enjoys supreme rights and status in the entire cultivation world.

The reason for its extraordinary status is very simple and rude. Panlong Valley, as the name suggests, is full of descendants of dragons in the valley.

According to legend, the first immortal emperor of Panlong Valley was supposed to sit on the throne of the Lingxiao Palace, but he gave up the supreme position for love, willing to stay in the world, just to give his beloved a peaceful and prosperous world.

With such a background, how can a little cultivator Taoist afford to provoke him.

Now, the crown prince of Panlong Valley is here, and so is the little princess. One of these two is Long Li's half-brother, and the other is a cousin of the same blood. If these three meet...

I'm afraid something will happen!

Rong Qingxuan, who was deeply trapped in the Shura field, had a headache.

"Why, how did you invite the people from Panlong Valley?" Rong Qingxuan yelled at Zhong Yanjiu, "Your invitation card?"

Zhong Yan stared at him, and before he could speak, Bai Jinnian said slowly, "I invited you, why, why not?"

Rong Qingxuan was chilled by Bai Jinnianliang's sinister voice, so he quickly shook his head and said, "Yes, yes, you can do whatever you want."

Bai Jinnian glanced back at Rong Qingxuan, stood up and greeted everyone in the Panlong Valley, and made a fool of himself before leading the two honored guests into the main seat.

The third prince Long was afraid that others would not know that he was going to be an immortal emperor in the future, so he was dressed more ostentatiously than Zhong Yanjiu, and he was so golden that he almost had the words "I am the king" engraved on his forehead, Linglong The princess is not much better, although she looks pretty, but she is domineering, her chin is always raised, as if she has a cervical spondylosis.

"Princess Linglong looks pretty good." Zhong Yanjiu sized up the two dragons with mischievous eyebrows, "I heard that the siblings are always stuck together, so they must be a couple."

Rong Qingxuan sighed in his heart, that's right, the two were indeed a couple, but after Longli recognized his ancestors and returned to his clan, Princess Linglong moved on, abandoned the third prince Long and yelled that she would not marry Longli.

However, under his intervention, Long Li might not have the day to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan.

Thinking of these troublesome questions, Rong Qingxuan felt entangled and guilty, so he stopped thinking about it and watched the grand ceremony with peace of mind.

A sky-piercing crane resounded through the mountains accompanied by passionate drums.

Clouds and mist drifted in front of the Sword Sacrifice Platform, and behind the clouds and mist was a cone-shaped cliff with gurgling water.When the auspicious time came, the clouds and mists gradually dispersed, and a huge altar appeared out of thin air. Four cranes stood on the cliff with their heads on top of the altar, retracted their wings, and stood on the ground with their heads bowed.

Another cry of the sky-piercing crane resounded, and a white light across the sky and earth suddenly burst out from the conical cliff. The moment the white light disappeared, a sword that was as black as ink and radiated with spiritual light appeared.

Innocence Sword!

The sky that was originally covered by a little cloud and mist suddenly shone brightly, causing the divine bird resting in the forest to flap its wings, singing, and hovering around the Wuxie Sword.The six Yinli disciples flew up to the sword-sacrificing platform amidst the singing of birds, each holding two sword flags, and led the disciples from the Twelve Peaks to set up a formation to sacrifice their swords.

The so-called sword sacrifice array means that the disciples of the Twelve Peaks set up a sword sacrifice array, and hold the uniform swords of the Mu Cangshan disciples in their hands to perform the sword sacrifice formula in a uniform manner.The disciples of the Twelve Peaks are majestic, looking like a sea of ​​snow from a distance, dancing with swords like immortals, moving clouds and flowing water without losing the masculinity of youth, which is very eye-catching.

"Good! Good!" Third Prince Long Yunxuan clapped his hands excitedly, "As expected of being a disciple of Mu Cangshan, he has momentum, really has momentum!"

Bai Jinnian smiled slightly and nodded his thanks, while Princess Linglong smiled dismissively and didn't take it seriously.

After the sword sacrifice array is over, it is the most exciting part of the sword sacrifice ceremony - Zhufeng Sword.

To put it bluntly, the disciples of each peak sent representatives to the competition stage to fight, and the winner would be the sword leader of the peaks. The competition system was a wheel battle. To win the competition under such a competition system, both strength and luck were indispensable.

After a little preparation, the competition official handed over the brocade box containing the student's signature to Rong Qingxuan.

Holding the brocade box, Rong Qingxuan felt his head weigh a thousand catties.

Whoever he draws will be the first to stand up to accept the challenge. He doesn't want to do this kind of thing that decides the fate of others.

"Take it quickly, see how lucky you are to be the first to be on the stage." Zhong Yanjiu urged from the side.

Almost everyone's eyes were on Rong Qingxuan, helplessly, Rong Qingxuan could only put his hand into the brocade box, and after a long time of stirring, he took out a signature.

He silently recited a sentence of Buddha, and when he looked closely, he almost overturned the brocade box.