The fairy is fierce

Wuminggang is in a lawless place and cannot stay for too long.

After Zuo Lingquan said goodbye to Zhao Wuxie, he found a carriage in the small town and headed towards Shuanlong Port, three hundred miles away.

It was already dark, and there was only one avenue in the wilderness, with no pedestrians at all.

The sword was not very expensive, but it was there after all. Liu Chunfeng and Lanzhi escorted him and they just walked on the road; Cheng Jiujiang did the same, carrying a large bundle of packages on his back, and from time to time he used cloth to cover the exposed hilt of the sword. To prevent the windfall from going to waste.

The carriage followed the three of them, candlelight burning inside.

Tang Jingxuan was leaning on the quilt in the carriage. His complexion was still weak, but some blood had returned to his cheeks. His long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and he didn't know what he was dreaming about.

The little bird dumpling wilted and chirped, squatting between Tang Jingxun's bulging breasts. It didn't even eat the pine nuts. From time to time, it rubbed its head against Tang Jingxun's chest and called out "chichichi~" twice.

Zuo Lingquan sat on the ground beside him, holding Tang Jingxun's hand, staring at the frail, mature face, and never looked away for a long time.

The carriage was swaying, and I didn’t know how far it had traveled.

Tang Jingxuan's eyelids moved, and then he slowly opened his eyes and looked at the top of the carriage with some confusion. Soon a handsome face approached her.

"Sister Tang?"

"Woo..."

Tang Jingxuan woke up a little, and her soft eyebrows frowned. She felt sore all over her body, as if she had been tortured by Zuo Lingquan, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her hands.

Sensing movement in her breasts, Tang Jingxuan lowered her eyes and took a closer look, only to see that the little bird dumpling was stepping on her soft breasts with its small claws. She frowned and said softly:

"Go aside."

"grumble……"

Tuanzi jumped on his chest, and landed on the quilt obediently, continuing to rub his furry head against Tang Jingxun's hand.

Zuo Lingquan relaxed a lot, gently held Tang Jingxun's back, asked her to do it, and said softly:

"The injury is stable. Just take some time to recover. We are all fine."

Tang Jingxuan was actually conscious when she was possessed by the ghost. She leaned on Zuo Lingquan's arm, with a bit of irritation in her eyes:

"That damn bitch is really nothing. It's not that she doesn't feel bad for her body. She's so blinded by her eyes that she insists on beating her up. I feel like my bones are all broken, just like being Ling Chi, ugh..."

Zuo Lingquan felt very guilty, but there was nothing he could do about it, so he comforted him:

"It was also to save us. Although it was a bit overbearing, at least it didn't hurt Sister Tang at all..."

Tang Jingxuan shook his head slightly and stared at Zuo Lingquan:

"Don't remember her. She didn't save you, I forced her to come here. ̢̜̳̱͈̹͓͛͜ḩ̷̻̩͍̱̗͔̺̏̓͊̀͂̀ͅṵ̵̙̻͉̦͙̗̥̉̓̓͊̑̂̑x̸͂͊̂̊̕ "

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan was a little confused.

Although Tang Jingxun was very weak, his eyes still showed a bit of relief that a great revenge had been avenged:

"At that time, when I saw you running away from each other after being beaten, I asked her to come over to you, but the damn woman didn't respond to anything I said..."

"Then what?"

"Then my sister didn't tolerate her, and warned her that if she didn't come over, I would go over, take off her clothes, and dance in front of her disciples..."? ?

Zuo Lingquan's expression was stunned.

Tang Jingxun was not a woman who was willing to suffer from cowardice, so she hummed softly:

"Not only that, I'm also going to get her body over, sleep with you, and let her be your concubine. I think something happened to her man. Is she worried? Ugh..."

Zuo Lingquan covered Tang Jingxun's small mouth with his hand and whispered:

"Sister Tang, I can't say this."

Tang Jingxuan glared, motioned Zuo Lingquan to take his hand away, and then said dissatisfied:

"I'm not afraid of her. She definitely heard these words at the time. She came over obediently in the end. She wasn't scared by me."

Zuo Lingquan didn't believe that the Shangguan ancestor would be frightened by such white and tiger words, and sighed:

"Threats are okay, but how can you threaten something like this..."

"Why not? Don't you want to have such a powerful woman as your concubine? Let her fight during the day, and let her pour water for your feet at night. Just thinking about it will relieve your anger."

Zuo Lingquan was frightened when he heard this, and explained helplessly:

"This is not a matter of relieving one's anger. Sister Tang, think about it. You got on top of her and then came to sleep with me. It was you who was on top of her at that time, right?"

Tang Jingxuan blinked, suddenly feeling that something was wrong.

"Sister Tang used her body to come and sleep with me, so I'm still sleeping with Sister Tang..."

"spit"

Tang Jingxuan came back to his senses, his face suddenly turned red, he sat up a little straighter, and gave Zuo Lingquan a strange look:

"Xiao Zuo, how can you have such thoughts? I am your sister."

Zuo Lingquan sat next to him, looking very innocent:

"I'm just explaining the truth to you, not really thinking about that."

Tang Jingxuan frowned, and after making sure that Zuo Lingquan's eyes had no evil intentions and that he didn't want to sleep with her, he nodded slowly. She thought about it for a moment, then shook her head and said:

"Xiao Zuo, your calculation is wrong. If that damn bitch sleeps with you when she's on top of me, and you think it's her who sleeps with her, then my body will also...be defiled. Wouldn't I suffer in vain?" ? ?

Zuo Lingquan blinked and felt that this logic was wrong. He thought for a long time before saying uncertainly:

"Well...isn't Sister Tang conscious...then what..."

"Oh, that's right, that's sleeping with two people at once... Oh, sister is just joking, don't take it seriously..."

The more Tang Jingxun chatted, the weirder he became, and he did not dare to talk further. She sat for a moment, and slowly regained her strength. She raised her hand to pick up the white dumplings, kneaded them, and changed the topic:

"When we fight in the future, you take me with you. When you can't beat her, I'll let her ghost you and make sure you walk sideways."

Zuo Lingquan's encounter today was really dangerous, and he also understood how deep the water outside was. Naturally, he would not agree to this statement.

Let’s not talk about whether Tang Jingxun can invite people here every time. Even if he invites people, they are not in vain.

First of all, he owed someone a big favor, and secondly, Tang Jingxun was beaten to death today and fainted from the pain. It will probably be the same next time. He regards Tang Jingxun as someone close to him, so how can he bear it?

"I will cause less trouble in the future, and Sister Tang, please don't invite her over again. Sister Tang has no relatives, I brought you out, and now you are like this. I don't know who to explain to. If something happens... "

Tang Jingxun didn't care, shook his head and said:

"I am your sister. If you call me sister, I have to support you. I have no one else to protect you. If you are gone, then even if I am fine, I feel that there is no point in living..."

"..."

Zuo Lingquan felt his heart twitch when he heard the soft words. He looked at Tang Jingxuan's profile, hesitated for a long time, and said softly:

"Don't worry, I will protect Sister Tang from now on, and I won't let you be alone anymore."

Tang Jingxuan raised his eyes and glanced at Zuo Lingquan's serious look, and raised the corners of his mouth:

"Got it."

Zuo Lingquan also smiled, thought for a moment, took out Linglong Pavilion from his arms, and handed it to Tang Jingxuan:

"The four of us will divide the items obtained from today's fight. This is your share. It is the 'Linglong Pavilion' where the silver is stored. However, you need to find someone in a big place to open it before you can use it."

Tang Jingxuan picked up the Linglong Pagoda and looked at it. After finding that he couldn't use it, he closed his eyes and began to pray to God:

"Damn bitch, come here and open this..."! !

Zuo Lingquan was startled and quickly covered Tang Jingxun's mouth:

"No, no, no, no, let's find a way ourselves. She came here and used your cultivation. You are so injured that if you use your true energy again, something will happen."

When Tang Jingxuan saw that Zuo Lingquan didn't allow it, he had no choice but to give up angrily. After touching the small tower a few times, he stuffed it back into Zuo Lingquan's hand:

"I don't need it for the time being, so I'll lend it to you first. When you find your own, you can return it to me."

Zuo Lingquan couldn't open it for the time being, and he couldn't use it, so he still stuffed it into Tang Jingxun's arms, and then said:

"Today she cast a strange spell that directly turned Sister Tang into the twelfth level of Qi Refining. I just checked and it seems that the state is still there. Sister Tang, how do you feel? Are there any side effects?"

Tang Jingxun has been practicing for several months and knows everything about it, but she still takes it very lightly. In her mind, it may be no different from learning to cook or make wine. She felt it and nodded slightly:

"The Rendu and Du meridians are open, but it feels like something is blocking it, and it seems like I can't go up."

"Is the Lieque point stuck?"

"No, I can't tell clearly. It's like there is a wall above my head and I can't get through."

Tang Jingxuan observed his physical condition for a moment, then remembered something very important and asked:

"By the way, if I reach the twelfth level of cultivation, don't I no longer need to eat?"

Zuo Lingquan raised the corners of his lips: "You can go without grains for a long time, or completely stop eating. It's even better."

"I'm afraid I can save a lot of food that year... That's not right. If you don't eat, you can't save so much money to buy all the clothes..."

When Tuanzi heard this, he quickly said "chichi~" twice, indicating that he could give him extra food.

Tang Jingxuan frowned, used his fingers to force Tuanzi to close his beak, and said:

"I only know how to eat. If you can get the twelfth level of Qi Refining anytime, you don't need to eat. The family will save more."

Tuanzi shook his head like a rattle, obviously feeling that being unable to eat was a very painful thing.

Zuo Lingquan was a little amused when he saw one person and one bird playing around. He raised his hand to pick up a few pine nuts and fed them into Tuanzi's mouth.

Tang Jingxun recalled what happened today and asked strangely:

"Xiao Zuo, you are in so much limelight today, why did you choose the name 'Jian Wuyi'? Then no one will know your reputation?"

"It is not a good thing for a practicing practitioner to have a too great reputation. If he does not have a strong backing and has enemies with others, he is likely to be followed by others to find his relatives in the mortal world. It is more convenient to use pseudonyms and nicknames."

Tang Jingxuan suddenly understood and nodded gently:

"Oh... that's true. Now that I'm a practitioner, do I have to give myself a pseudonym or a nickname? What should I call it?"

Zuo Lingquan was a little funny, thought for a while and said:

"Sister Tang is fair and has Phoenix blood. How about she be called 'White Phoenix'?"

The dumpling, which was eating pine nuts, raised its furry head when it heard the sound, then spread its small wings and assumed a posture like a fat phoenix spreading its wings:

"Ji~"

It's a pity that Tang Jingxun ignored Tuanzi at all, shook his head and said:

"I don't want it. It's not a bird in the first place. It becomes a bird when it screams. Just think of another one."

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan had no choice but to give up. After thinking for a long time, he had an idea and said:

"Is the soup hot?"

"Huh?" Tang Jingxuan frowned and said, "Why is the soup not hot? I also cooked cold rice for you, right?"

"To burn the wood, you use fire to bake the wood and make it bend. To ban the wood is the other way around. It means 'not hot'."

"Really? That makes sense... but it's a little hard to hear..."

"Jiji..."

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