Xianjun, please calm down

It wasn't until the sunset in the sky that Wang Dazhuang had to tug on Yu Changqing's sleeve to remind him: "Xianjun, it's getting dark, don't we go back?"

Yu Changqing looked at the sky, frowned slightly and said, "Well, let's go back."

As he said, he paid the spirit stone to buy the last basket of spirit fruit.

Wang Dazhuang: "...Xianjun, when you buy such a big basket of fruit, when will you eat it? Ah, are you going to take it back to share? It seems a bit small."

Yu Changqing turned her head and said, "Why do you want to divide?"

Wang Dazhuang said: "It doesn't matter...why do you buy so many?"

Yu Changqing said: "It's not that you want to eat?"

Wang Dazhuang said wrongly: "I didn't, I didn't say anything just now!"

Yu Changqing said, "You looked at them twice."

Wang Dazhuang said weakly: "I just haven't seen it before, I want to see what kind of fruit it is..."

Yu Changqing said: "Try it if you haven't seen it before, the fruit is for eating, what's the use just to see?"

Wang Dazhuang frowned and said, "But this is too much, what a waste."

Yu Changqing looked at him, knowing that Wang Dazhuang was used to living a hard life since he was a child, and he couldn't bear to wasteful behavior the most, so he said, "If I don't give you all, I want to eat too." He thought for a while and added: "I want more Send half a basket to the senior brother in charge."

Wang Dazhuang breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Yes, yes, give the suzerain some favors, let's go back."

Yu Changqing nodded, pulled him to the outside of the city, and said as he walked: "Although Guiyuan City is backed by Guiyuanzong and there are many cultivators, there are still many mortals. For their safety, cultivators must not Fencing swords and using force in the city, not killing or insulting mortals for no reason, is the rule set by my Gui Yuanzong."

Wang Dazhuang said in admiration: "As expected of the sect of the Immortal Monarch, it is upright. This is the bearing of a great sect. Those yellow-skinned people are not at the same level as you."

Yu Changqing nodded approvingly, and said, "It's great that I return to Yuanzong, and you will know in the future."

Wang Dazhuang smiled and said: "I also know now, how can the sect that can be maintained by Xianjun be bad?"

Yu Changqing turned to look at him, and seemed to smile slightly, too fast, Da Zhuang didn't see clearly.

Walking outside the city, just as Yu Changqing was about to call out the flying sword, he saw a cluster of fireworks rising from the woods not far away. The red fireworks exploded in the sky full of sunset clouds, like a burst of blood.

Yu Changqing's face became serious, and he picked up Wang Dazhuang with one hand and pinched it under his armpit. His whole body flew into the air, turning into a streamer, and quickly swept towards the direction of the fireworks signal.

Before Wang Dazhuang understood what was going on, he was caught by Xianjun. The surrounding scenery flashed, and when he landed again, he had already changed his place. He was dizzy and said: "What's wrong, Xianjun, what's wrong?"

Only Yu Changqing said in a deep voice: "Don't move, just stand here."

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and put a small translucent yellow clock under the cover of Da Zhuang, and locked him inside with a "clang".

Da Zhuang: "..." Even if I want to move, can I move?

I saw Yu Changqing's slender figure as if startled, and with a flash, he arrived among a group of people who were fighting not far away. He raised his hand and summoned Feishuang's hand. The men in black, who were fierce just now, exploded a cloud of blood on their chests, and fell to the ground without a sound.

The few white-clothed sword repairmen who were fighting with the man in black had already backed away in surprise when Yu Changqing came over. Zhang Yuan said excitedly: "Elder Hanyang! I didn't expect you to see the fireworks!"

Yu Changqing turned around and said in a cold voice, "Where did any of you real disciples find these demon cultivators?"

Those people bent slightly, and said respectfully: "The disciples are the disciples of the Tianming Daoist on Gutai Peak. Today, I came to Yuancheng to purchase some spiritual herbs for alchemy. When I left the city, I wanted to return to the sect with the sword. After finding out that these people were acting sneaky, they stepped forward to find out, those people actually killed them directly, and found out that the other party was actually a demon cultivator. The demon cultivator appeared in Guiyuan City, and the disciples could not let them leave alive, but they The cultivation base is tyrannical, and the disciples are incompetent, so we have to send a signal for help, and it is really lucky for us not to think that Elder Hanyang is nearby!"

Yu Changqing nodded and said, "Well, are you injured?"

Those disciples bent even lower, and said in unison: "The disciples are all safe! Thank you Elder Hanyang for your help!"

Yu Changqing gave another "hmm" and said: "Okay, you go first, go back and report this matter to the suzerain, and take these corpses away too, don't stay here, so as not to frighten the mortals."

Those people answered "Yes" and saluted respectfully, then they called out their flying swords one after another, picked up a dead body and left with the sword.

Yu Changqing stood on the spot and pursed her lips, then walked back to Wang Dazhuang's side, waved away the little clock, stared at Wang Dazhuang with Ru Mo's eyes and said nothing.

Wang Dazhuang opened his mouth for a long time, and then he thought of closing it again. He said in a nasty voice: "Those men in black..."

Yu Changqing stared at his face closely, not letting go of a trace of expression, and said lightly: "Dead."

Wang Dazhuang opened his mouth and said again: "Why are you going to kill them?"

Yu Changqing's eyes dimmed, and his heart was as expected, Wang Dazhuang had a kind heart, and he would kill him if he saw a disagreement with him, he definitely couldn't accept it, and he couldn't accept the thought of Wang Dazhuang looking at him with horror and disgust , I can only try my best to explain: "They are demon cultivators, and they are demon cultivators who kill demons. The breath of demons is full of blood, and they attack extremely fiercely. If I don't kill them, they will kill my disciples. ,I can only……"

Wang Dazhuang frowned and said, "I'm not talking about that, what I'm saying is, you clearly see that there are many people on the other side, why do you rush up and kill them all by yourself?"

Yu Changqing was taken aback, and said, "What?"

Wang Dazhuang stepped forward, frowned, and said in disapproval: "You can see that those people are so fierce, and there are several more, so they rushed forward without even thinking about it? Even if you are very powerful, the old saying goes well , Two fists can't beat four hands, a hero can't hold back a crowd, it's very dangerous, do you know that?"

Yu Changqing: "..." This is what you are concerned about?

Wang Dazhuang walked back and forth in front of him a few times, still feeling scared, but looking at Yu Changqing's face, he couldn't bear to be too fierce, so he could only say earnestly: "Xianjun, I know you are very powerful, but you are not so fierce. It’s not that the steel is not ringless, otherwise you wouldn’t be picked up by me, right? This is so close to your sect, you are like those disciples, set off a firecracker to send a signal, call more people, Everyone punched wildly, afraid that they would not be able to kill them? The same goes for your disciples, when they saw you coming up, they all ran behind you! Are you using you as a shield? They don’t even say to go up to help!"