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This can be regarded as unexpected news, Ying Yao slightly raised his eyebrows, and responded to his own sword: "He should have gained a lot of benefits from Zhuo Yuanshan, and it is not surprising that he has a breakthrough."

Jisujian groaned to express his displeasure, Yingyao touched his sword hilt, and asked him if he wanted to slap a lion, so Jisujian cheered up again, and ran back happily.

When it returned, Ying Yige was still working hard to groom the lion.

It was the coldest time of winter in Xixue Mountain, and the white lion's already long and thick fur grew more lushly. After running around against the wind, they all got tangled together, making the lion's head look disheveled.

It can't lick the fur on its head by itself, and it doesn't like others to touch it. Jiang Heting is not a particularly patient owner. It is not uncommon for him to think of grooming his lion's hair every ten days. Jiusujian saw it a few times before. It's all messy.

Jisujian didn't know what tricks Ying Yige had mastered to coax the lion, and he succeeded in currying favor with Jiang Heting, but the lion had smooth fur and was particularly friendly to him when he picked up the lion. Song, lying on the lion's back and rolling.

Jiang Heting watched the Jiusu Sword go and return, and then ran out happily, turned to Ying Yao, "You Daoist Ying came to my Xixue Mountain for more than just talking with me and stroking lions, right?"

Ying Yao said calmly, "It's really more than that."

He took out the bottle of antidote from the mustard ring that he was forced to take Xiaoyao powder for several days, and threw it on the table in front of Jiang Heting with a clever trick: "Senior, do you still remember Xiaoyao powder?" He asked, "I've been tossed by it for a while, so I'm still familiar with its smell. Today, I smelled a similar smell when I passed by the city of Xixue Mountain. Does senior know about this?"

Jiang Heting picked up the antidote bottle and put it in the palm of his hand, turned around, looked up at Ying Yao, and muttered: "Only Zhuo Yuanshan knows the specific formula of Xiaoyao Powder, and he took everything he could bring with him before leaving Xixue Mountain. , I haven’t heard of it. Where did Fellow Daoists find Xiaoyao fans? I’ll send someone to investigate.”

Ying Yao told Jiang Heting about the unharmonious scenes he saw, and the "unique" Taoist sword cultivator listened quietly for a while, and said with emotion: "I am afraid that only monks who have entered the world can see these details." Out."

He then called two subordinates in the Nascent Soul stage and ordered them to hide their identities to investigate. Ying Yao found a familiar face among the two who had talked with him, so he smiled at him, and found that the familiar face fled. .

Jiang Heting showed a look of dumbfounding, and said to Yao Yao: "I wanted to try the sword with my fellow Taoists before, but I never had the chance. I have to wait for their reply, so it's better to learn a lesson or two to pass the time."

The new Lord of Xixue Mountain has been promoted to Huashen for less than ten years, and there must be something unique in being able to secure this position. Ying Yao agreed without thinking about it, and was going to call back the Saving Sword that went to masturbate the lion.

When the Jiusu Sword flew into his hands, there was a smell of longing all over his body, Ying Yao frowned, and took off a lion's hair from the scabbard, a little suspicious that it had blown the hair of the lion in Jianghe Pavilion .

"I haven't! How can you call it a hair-destroying thing when you lick the lion's hair?" Jiusujian retorted confidently, "It's a lion in the Nascent Soul stage that can shed its hair so it should reflect on it! It's not reserved at all. !"

Ying Yao already had a deep understanding of his sword's habit of being addicted to all kinds of furry animals. He looked at it suspiciously, and after a while Jiusujian admitted in a low voice unwillingly: "Don't you think Is it so cool to make a sword tassel out of lion hair? You haven’t given me a new sword tassel for a long time.”

"Entering the WTO" Dao Jianxiu was wronged by his own sword, before he could speak, the white lion of Jianghe Pavilion gracefully walked in from the door, went to Jiang Heting and bowed his head.

There was a very obvious trace of the sword rolling on the lion's thick mane, and a complete sword shape was printed on the buttocks. It was too late for Jisujian to act like a baby with Ying Yao, and said in a dreamy tone: "What a wonderful Hairy."

Jiang Heting patted his own lion's head, and said gloatingly, "Be happy, at least my sword hasn't rolled on you yet."

应遥突然有点好奇江鹤亭这么喜爱狮子有没有被他的剑暴揍过，江鹤亭则若无其事地让狮子回去找应以歌梳毛，对应遥做了个请的手势，和他一起去了剑池前的flat ground.

It took Ying Yao two days to try the sword, and the subordinates sent by Jiang Heting hurried back: "It is true that someone is secretly refining Xiaoyao powder," he said quickly, "Refining Xiaoyao powder may be very simple. , because when I snooped, I found that the refiners are all mortals, and there are no traces of monks coming in and out, but what is interesting is that I found this."

He took out a lock of tied lion hair and handed it to Jiang Heting. "Only" Dao Jianxiu frowned as soon as he took the lion hair: "I found this in the place where Xiaoyao powder was refined?" Seriously asked, "What is it for?"

The subordinate said: "I saw that they were going to throw the lion's hair into the furnace, so they used a trick to replace it. It should be some kind of raw material."

Jiang Heting pondered for a while, then threw two Lingbi with sword intent to his subordinates to send him down, and called his own lion: "Bring Ying Yige here."

Ying Yao didn't intend to watch Jiang Heting's handling of Xiaoyao Fan's matter, he held down the ready-to-move Salvation Sword, and was about to get up and go to the guest courtyard for a while, and then bumped into Ying Yige who was walking forward with the sleeves in the lion's mouth.

The last time he saw Ying Yige was ten years ago when he rashly rushed over to beg him for help, but he didn't seem to have changed, except that his clothes were not as good as before.

Ying Yao still remembered the unconvinced expression on his face when he taught Ying Yige that he could only cling to big men. He glanced at the lion and thought casually: This is not as good as Zhuo Yuanshan.

Ying Yige hesitated to speak, then was dragged away by the lion, and turned his head frequently when he left, but Ying Yao didn't look at him again.

Jiu Sujian sneered at his assertion that "a lion is not as good as Zhuo Yuanshan", and Yingyao idly stood with arms folded in the corridor arguing with his own sword. About a moment later, Ying Yige was dragged out again by the lion without any hesitation. As soon as he threw the ground into the snow, he raised his claws to disembowel him.

Ying Yao frowned, Ying Yige saw that he hadn't left yet, struggled and shouted: "Uncle save me... Uncle save me!"

Ying Yao walked over with the World-Saving Sword in his hand, the lion in Jianghe Pavilion turned his head to look at him, and showed an attitude of avoiding the World-Saving Sword in his hand, turned his head and bumped into the man who heard Ying Yige's cry for help. Jiang Heting's arms knocked him back two steps.

Jiang Heting said with a smile: "This time, thanks to the flaw discovered by Fellow Daoist Ying, if you don't dislike the fact that Xixue Mountain was once a place where filth was hidden, Xixue Mountain is willing to form an alliance with the Sword Sect. Since they are allies, Fellow Daoist Ying wants to teach you a lesson. Juniors are fine too."