I, Long Jun, am not short!

Besides, Yan Cijing, after chasing the succubus, he realized that something was wrong. First, Chu Xian did not catch up. Second, it was obvious that someone was plotting against him or Chu Xian?

Yan Cijing turned around and took a look, feeling faintly uneasy, secretly thinking that he was supercilious, there would be nothing wrong with a dragon king and a little emperor over there.

The succubus seemed to be just trying to drag people, and at this moment, she appeared in front of Yan Cijing without fear of death, and she still used Chu Xian's face.

Chu Xian's heart softened when he saw Yan Cijing's face, but Yan Cijing was not so gentle. Although he loved Chu Xian madly, he only loved Chu Xian, not this face, only one face Just want him to show mercy?

dream.

Yan Cijing waved his hand, and a wave of devilish energy hit him, the succubus dodged for a while, and said strangely: "Young master likes dragons so much.

Your Highness, why are you so merciless? "

No one answered him, but Yan Cijing made a backhand stab, and Succubus saw blood on his left shoulder. He is really different from Chu Xian. But it is the viciousness that puts people to death regardless.

Accompanied by the black mist, the sword light flashed so fast that almost only afterimages were seen. This speed is in line with Chu Xian's, and it is worthy of being taught by him.

Yan Cijing's indifferent beauty's face was full of murderous intent and indifference after the afterglow of the sword, and she was clearly dressed in red, but there was a black air all over her body.

The succubus soon couldn't hold it anymore, stared at Yan Cijing fiercely with Chu Xian's face, but suddenly smiled, and said: "Young Master put His Highness Long Jun on the tip of his heart, and His Highness Long Jun's heart is on the top of his heart." But it looks like a young master, and the rest of the place is filled by a group of miscellaneous people, I don't know why, sir?"

Yan Cijing remained silent and continued to swing the saber, the succubus evaded in embarrassment and smiled coquettishly: "Hahaha, it's already too late, even if the young master kills me, it's already too late."

late?What's late?

Yan Cijing glanced back subconsciously, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, and speeded up his hands, not to kill her first, she definitely knows something, first arrest her and take her back!

Naturally, Chu Xian would not simply believe someone else's words, but he couldn't help but also found several things that were wrong. In an instant, his mind turned several times, and he felt a little overwhelmed when he swung his sword under the suppression of his divine power.

Such a simple sowing of dissension at least proved that these ghosts knew Yan Cijing and Chu Xian. Someone leaked the official documents of Weiyun Palace?Or were these things originally done to lure him?

Does that have anything to do with Yan Cijing? He was also in the heaven at that time. Although Xuan Yun's study had an enchantment, could Yan Cijing really not feel it?Why did he suddenly chase away?

How capable is Yan Cijing?Is Bi Luo Huang Quan really that simple?The succubus is not a demon, so can Yan Cijing control it?Mo Xunyu said, he controls all ghosts, and Yan Cijing controls all demons, so Yan Cijing really can't control all ghosts at all?

Yes, there is also Mo Xunyu, who can gather so many ghosts to intercept and kill Long Jun at the same time, who can really do it?

Chu Xian thinks that he has offended many powerful people, and it is not a hundred or eighty people who want him to die, but there are not many powerful people who want to kill him. Chu Xian is not stupid, and offends everyone to the point of no Can he still survive at the point where he can retreat?

So did Mo Xunyu, who can control all ghosts, participate?Although the child looked harmless, he was actually not something to offend, but Chu Xian really had no grudge against him, at most it was his brother Yan Cijing, who might want him to die.

Thinking of this, Chu Xian's heart sank suddenly, Yan Cijing, would he really want him to die?There are so many opportunities these days, why not start?Why do you need to bring him here to start?

Really can't continue thinking about it anymore, Chu Xian withdrew his mind and concentrated on solving the matter in front of him, Chu Yanzhi could come in his arms in time to wave his fan a few times to protect him from sneak attacks.

Chu Xian took a breath and said, "Speaking of which, you are really spoiled by Si Ming. When your father was your age, he was able to chase me from Nantianmen to Beitianmen!"

Chu Yanzhi twisted his body: "I've never fought again! Uncle, put me down!"

Chu Xian said: "Don't make trouble, send a letter to your father! If you can't do it in a while, you can go first."

This group of ghosts is really too difficult to deal with, each of them is more than ten times stronger than the ones they met that night. The people behind them clearly calculated Chu Xian's strength, and used 34 ghosts to suppress them completely. The divine power of the Dragon Lord.

Changfeng is fast, but it is not a powerful sword. Without the blessing of divine power, it is really a disadvantage. Chu Xian held the sword horizontally to block a long knife, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

The ghost said: "Since His Royal Highness Dragon doesn't believe us, why bother to ask again."

Chu Xian snorted coldly, hugged Chu Yanzhi and turned back and kicked him away, kicking away a sneak attacking ghost.

As soon as it landed, the other kick came out immediately, holding Chu Yanzhi's hand with one hand to control Xue An to swipe across a ghost's chest.Then he dodges another long knife.

Chu Xian was fighting more and more bravely, but the group of ghosts quickly changed their strategy and mainly attacked Chu Yanzhi in his arms.

His Royal Highness Long Jun defended his shortcomings and doted on this little nephew very much. This time he was really angry. He simply went all out, pointed his sword to the sky, and chanted a few spells in a hurry. On the black ghosts above his head, his already pale face turned a little paler.

Changfeng didn't need to be urged by his master, and he automatically protected Chu Yanzhi's side. Chu Yanzhi grabbed Chu Xian's sleeve: "Uncle, what are you doing! Are you crazy?!"

He actually borrowed the power of Longchi to forcibly break through the suppression. He wants to pass down from the heavens and split the dragon soul that suppresses the dragon clan. How powerful is this power? If he wants to pay it back, how can he pay it back?

Chu Xian said: "I'm not crazy, don't worry, you don't have to pay it back, I have a measure!"

Naturally, he has a sense of propriety, he drew the thunder with one hand, and swept his two legs non-stop, kicking his chest. As for how he kicked so high, it can only be attributed to his toughness.

It's just that Chu Yanzhi is always no better than him, even if he is protected in his arms, he will inevitably be hurt a little bit. Chu Xian didn't care at first, and he himself was scratched a few times, let alone Chu Yanzhi, who was not hurt anyway. Face is no big deal to His Royal Highness Long Jun.

It's just that when the child suddenly blocked his chest and shouted: "Uncle, be careful!" while taking a ghostly aura for him, Chu Xian was really at a loss.

He didn't care about Yin Lei, and held Chu Yan tightly with one hand and put it on his back, only to realize that he couldn't use his supernatural power for the time being.

Chu Xian lost his mind for a while, and said anxiously: "Yan Zhi? Yan Zhi how are you?"

No one answered, Chu Yanzhi was young and spoiled, a ghostly aura was enough to knock him out.

Chu Xian kicked away a ghost, and as soon as the Changfeng Sword was swung out, a blade full of devilish energy slashed along with the black mist, and the ghosts standing in front of Chu Xian were torn into pieces. In two and a half, Chu Xian's eyes tightened, and he raised his sword to block it.

I said long ago that the long wind is not a powerful sword, and I knew that I couldn't stop it when I first met Chu Xian. Chu Xian just gritted his teeth and sent Chu Yanzhi away with a slap. Dragon skin can block this blow.

When the saber light came to him, people hastily withdrew the devilish energy, only the hostile energy caused by inertia cut through the clothes and flesh of Chu Xian's back, leaving a deep wound.

Chu Yanzhi, who was sent out, fell into the arms of a person, who caught Chu Yanzhi, and exclaimed: "Chu Xian!" Before he stepped forward to catch Chu Xian, the person fell into another person's arms inside.

At the same time, Yan Cijing and Jiu Ling rushed over.

Yan Cijing took the succubus out of its prototype and stuffed it into a small bottle. When he hurried back, he found dozens of ghosts forming a circle. He knew that Chu Xian was inside, and he was startled. He slashed over with a knife, but didn't want to hurt Chu Xian, so he regretted it to death.

He carefully supported Chu Xian, and said incoherently: "Xianxian, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, how are you, Xianxian, let me see the wound, I really... I'm damned, I'm sorry, I'm damned!"

Chu Xian looked at him with worried eyes. The wound on his back was so deep that it almost stained the entire white clothes on his back. He pushed Yan Cijing away, let out a soft hiss, and then gasped. He said in a tone: "It's okay, you solve it first... No need, just stand."

Jiuling received Chu Yanzhi's message before he had time to bring a group of heavenly generals. At this time, the heavenly generals had already consciously started to deal with the remaining ghosts. Jiuling hugged Chu Yanzhi and frowned, raised his eyes to see the embarrassed Chu Xian, and walked away. Going up to cast a spell to stop the bleeding, he took off his coat and handed it over, with a gloomy face the whole time, without saying a word.

Between the two coats, Chu Xian chose Jiuling's cloud-white dress without hesitation, draped it hastily on his body to cover the blood stains on his back, pretended not to see the disappointment in Yan Cijing's eyes, and said to Jiuling: " Is it all right? Leave a few alive."

Jiu Ling said in a deep voice: "I don't know. I asked you to get rid of a succubus, you provoked a group of ghosts, how can you be so capable?"

Chu Xian didn't have the heart to argue with him, seeing that Jiuling passed on Xianli to Chu Yanzhi with one hand, and gave him Xianli with the other hand, he didn't bother with him, so he just said: "I didn't provoke it, but it was me Yes, speaking of succubus. Yan Cijing, where is the succubus?"

Yan Cijing handed over a jade bottle: "Here."

Chu Xian released her without hesitation, watched her turn into a young Yan Cijing again, and watched him call "Your Highness" anxiously, wishing to give this "Yan Cijing" a kick.

He himself still didn't give it, but Yan Cijing didn't care so much, he kicked it for him, and said coldly: "Change back!"

Chu Xian took the time to briefly explain the story to Jiu Ling, including what the ghost said was instigated by Yan Cijing.

Yan Cijing raised his head in confusion, and said softly, "It's not me."

Chu Xian didn't answer him, but Jiu Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, and gave him a cold sideways glance, as if he was thinking about how to kill him more conveniently.

At this time, a few days will press down a few ghosts who seem to be the leaders, Jiu Ling shifted his gaze, and said indifferently: "Tell me, who is behind it."

The succubus who was kicked to the side by Yan Cijing suddenly rushed up, hugged Yan Cijing's calf against the face of the young Yan Cijing, and cried: "Qing Jun, you can't do this, you promised me that no matter what you can If you can’t kill the Dragon Lord, you can guarantee that you won’t move the slave family, otherwise how dare the slave family lure the Dragon Lord to come here! Qingjun, you want to protect the slave family!”

Yan Cijing was startled, and immediately kicked again, turned to look at Chu Xian and said anxiously: "Xianxian, I don't have one, how dare I."

However, he found that Chu Xian's face was calm, a little more graceful than usual, he didn't look at Yan Cijing, lowered his head and asked: "You just said that someone close to my Highness sent you here, and now he is here , I ask again, is it him?"

The ghost didn't dare to speak, but only dared to look at Yan Cijing over and over again, Yan Cijing secretly thought it was bad.

Sure enough, Jiu Ling smiled slightly, but his tone did not contain a hint of a smile: "Why, the master is in front of you, you dare not recognize him?"