The fairy is fierce

The sun in Central Continent, even in September and late autumn, is still a bit hot.

On the top floor of the five-story ferry, Tang Jingxuan stood alone by the fence of the terrace, shielding himself from the scorching sun with his hands, looking down at the river below, looking for the figure who thought about it day and night on the ferry with dense crowds of people coming and going.

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The ferry departs from Panyungang, crosses thousands of mountains and rivers, and then enters the desolate desert.

Although the scenery on the road was magnificent, Tang Jingxun, who was traveling alone for the first time, obviously had no intention of enjoying the scenery on the roadside.

Tang Jingxuan grew up in Linhefang, Dadan City. He had never traveled far away for more than 20 years. Suddenly, he traveled a hundred thousand miles. He felt uneasy. After boarding the ferry, he did not even dare to leave the door of his room. , and didn't dare to sleep, and kept carefully paying attention to the movements outside.

Whenever there was any disturbance, Tang Jingxun would become nervous. He quickly took out his magic weapon, the Fire Feather Fan, ready to go, and secretly asked:

"Good sister, what's going on outside? Is something wrong?"

The dead mother-in-law’s response is always:

"Safety on the spiritual path is unpredictable. If you are afraid, come back."

Tang Jingxun was indeed scared, but compared to seeing Xiao Zuo, it was not that scary.

Moreover, even if I leave, I am afraid that if I run back in despair, my family will laugh me to death.

Knowing that the dead woman was deliberately scaring her, she threatened:

"You'd better tell me if something goes wrong, otherwise I won't be able to hold back my nerves and break the boat. I won't have any money to pay for it."

Tang Jingxun is a person chosen by God, and the speed of cultivation cannot be measured by ordinary methods. After his ancestor took the fire of the five elements in Yunshui Jiantan, Barren Mountain and other places, he followed the wind and the water to the peak of Youhuang, even if he is uneducated and has no skills. I haven't studied the Five Elements technique, so I just use a fan. There are few things in the world that can withstand the power of divine fire, let alone a ferry.

But Shangguan Patriarch was not worried that Tang Jingxun would burn the ferry, and responded casually:

"You don't have to pay, it will all be recorded in Zuo Lingquan's account."

Tang Jingxun knew that her mother-in-law could do such a thing, so she had no nerve to let Xiao Zuo spend money unnecessarily, so she could only secretly warn herself to be restrained and not to be surprised, as it would be fine when she got to Xiao Zuo.

Fortunately, An Anwen didn't have any accidents during the long journey. When she arrived near Lianjiang and contacted Xiao Zuo, she felt completely relieved.

The population of Zhongzhou is sparsely dispersed, and the Xianjia is not as large as Jiumen. It is difficult to establish transportation channels that extend in all directions. Therefore, there are only a handful of ferries. The only place where ferries will stop is in the middle reaches of Lianjiang River, which is thousands of miles away from the sand sea. Bay.

Xiangshui Bay is a public ferry established under the leadership of Sword Emperor City. The famous Sword Immortal is here all year round. The environment is much more stable than other places in Central Continent. From the sky, apart from the fact that there are more monks wearing swords, the rest is different from the Jiuzong Ferry. Not much difference.

The ferry had not yet landed. Tang Jingxun knew that Zuo Lingquan had come to pick her up, so he kept standing on the terrace to look for her. However, there were too many monks on the ferry, and Yufeng was not allowed to approach the ferry. They were all standing on the ground, so it was difficult to find traces of them.

The longing in Tang Jingxun's heart could not be suppressed. When she was concentrating on searching, she suddenly heard the sound of chicken wings flapping from the side of the ferry, and the sound of "chichichichichichi!" coming from the side of the ferry.

Tang Jingxuan's only free relative was Tuanzi, and she regarded her as her heart and soul. How could she not hear this voice? Her eyes brightened, and she quickly turned around, but when she raised her eyes, she saw a fur ball as big as a watermelon bumping into her.

Meat bomb impact!

Bang

There was a muffled sound.

Tang Jingxun was caught off guard, her chest was flattened, and she fell on the terrace, her eyes stunned and unbelievable:

"Who are you? You didn't take good care of the chickens in this house. They are flying everywhere..."

"Chi chi chi..."

Tuanzi couldn't hold back the excitement of returning to his mother. Just like he did when he was a child, he squatted on Jingxun's chest, turned over again, raised his paws to the sky, and rubbed Jingxun's neck with his furry head, "Chiji~" It goes on and on, you don’t even need to think about it, you know what it’s saying:

"Niaoniao misses you so much..."

But today's dumplings are not the small dumplings they used to be. After one bite, they have gained seven or eight pounds, and are bigger than Qingwan's breasts.

Tang Jingxuan's eyes were full of disgust, he raised his hand and rubbed the dumpling twice, then picked up the dumpling upside down with his paws, and said angrily:

"What's wrong with you? How much did you eat?"

Tuanzi hung upside down and swayed in the air. Facing Jingxun's questioning, he pressed his wings on the white fluff on his belly to indicate that he was puffy and didn't eat much. If you don't believe it, look at it.

Tang Jingxun felt as if her beautifully dressed little girl had been sent to her grandmother's house to be raised for a few months and a plump girl came back.

She disliked it, but it was her own child after all. After a few words of training, she put the dumpling down and looked back and forth to see if there were any scars or hair loss on the dumpling.

There can be many nannies, but there is only one biological mother. This dumpling is still very clear and clinging to her body.

Now the collar definitely can't get through, and Tuanzi wants to jump on his shoulders.

But Tang Jingxun had a round figure and relatively narrow shoulders, so Tuanzi felt very crowded when he squatted up. Tang Jingxun turned around and held Tuanzi in his arms, asking questions:

"Xiaozuo and the others are down there, right?"

"grumble."

"I heard that the Crown Princess and Xiao Zuo were having an affair. Is it true?"

"grumble."

"How is the relationship between Qingwan and the Crown Princess? Who calls whom sister?"

"Chi chi chi chi..."

Tuanzi spread his wings, signaling that the fight was going on. The three of them were fighting in groups. One moment, Wanwan was being held down by two people, and the next moment, the wet nurse was being held down by two people, or the two of them were holding down Quanquan Hammer together...

It's a pity that Tang Jingxun didn't understand the meaning either...——

On the bank of Xiangshui Bay, the small, unattractive boat docked quietly, not attracting the attention of the monks passing by.

Shangguan Lingye and Wu Qingwan were sitting in the boat, handling today's official business, their expressions were serious, but sometimes their eyes met, and the smell of gunpowder in each other's eyes could still be seen.

After getting along for more than ten days, the relationship between the two has changed a lot. From the previous elders and juniors, superiors and subordinates, to the current one of 'carrying guns together, together...', no matter what they think in their hearts, their relationship has already matured. Very close.

Wu Qingwan's awe for Shangguan Lingye disappeared, and her momentum naturally increased. Especially after Shangguan Lingye fanned the flames and asked her to suffer the torture tools she made, and then escaped from the battlefield, confiscating the torture tools and refusing to try it herself, she almost became angry.

After suffering such a big loss, it's strange that Wu Qingwan could swallow his anger. These days, he has been trying to find ways to let Shangguan Lingye taste the unspeakable taste.

The torture instruments were confiscated, and while she was rushing to make them again, she also encouraged Zuo Lingquan to take a different approach and deal with Shangguan Lingye.

Shangguan Lingye refused to agree, so Zuo Lingquan naturally had no way to get in. Seeing that Qingwan was provoked, he wanted to rebel. Shangguan Lingye also used different methods to deal with Qingwan these days. Anyway, the two of them fought more and more, and Qingwan suffered the most.

Now that Jingxun is about to arrive, Wu Qingwan has regained some confidence. She knows Jingxun's temperament. Except for being polite to Jiang Yi due to her status, everyone else is just a sister in Jingxun's eyes.

Wu Qingwan and Jing Xun are tied after all, but Shangguan Lingye obviously can't compete with Jing Xun. Even the ancestor was called mother-in-law and good sister by Jing Xun. You, a disciple, dare to mess with the elders and younger ones?

Therefore, Wu Qingwan has been looking forward to Jingxun for the past few days to come over quickly and take care of this little fox who wants to be on top as soon as he walks in.

Shangguan Lingye was dismissive of this. Even the sultry Qingwan and the powerful Jiang Yi couldn't do anything to her. What could the honest Jingxun do?

She didn't believe that in the boudoir, Jingxun dared to call the master over to suppress her!

Even if Jingxun dares to scream, is it possible that Master can really survive?

…

The two of them just had their own thoughts, waiting for Jingxun to join the battlefield to see who was the woman causing trouble in the family.

Zuo Lingquan, who had no intention of interrupting at home, was standing by the river, looking at the southern sky, waiting for the ferry to land.

No matter where you are, there are many people at the ferry, and pedestrians on the riverside are crowded to the point of being crowded together. There are also many monks setting up stalls along the street, selling rare objects freshly dug from the sea of ​​sand.

One of Xie Qiutao's hobbies is street sweeping. After the boat arrived at the ferry, he wandered around the stalls of casual repairmen, searching for objects that caught his eye.

Seeing that the ferry was about to arrive, Xie Qiutao trotted back. He was about to ask Zuo Lingquan to pick him up at the pier. When he walked to the riverside, he saw Zuo Lingquan standing with his hands behind his hands and looking up at the sky. His stern brows were in a trance, as if he was thinking about something important. matter.

Xie Qiutao was stunned and subconsciously slowed down:

"Master Zuo?"

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan retracted his wandering thoughts and turned towards the dock:

"The ferry is here, let's go."

Xie Qiutao felt a little strange. She walked with the iron pipa on her back, thought for a while and asked:

"Mr. Zuo, what were you thinking just now? Is it possible that you are not happy that Sister Jingxun is here?"

"How could it be..."

Zuo Lingquan was just thinking that over the past ten days, Lingye and Qingwan had become increasingly angry at each other, and they were almost turning him into medicine. After Jingxun came over, and three charming sisters took turns with him, would he die young.

This kind of man can only bear the bitterness alone. Naturally, he would not vent his bitterness to Xie Qiutao. He shook his head and said:

"I'm just thinking about going to Caiyi Country. There is no information there, and it's far away from Jiuzhong. If something goes wrong, the ancestors won't be able to rush to help, so we should be cautious during this trip."

Xie Qiutao was not stupid and felt that Zuo Lingquan was definitely not thinking about such a thing, but she still answered:

"Don't worry, I'm experienced in the world and won't make any mistakes. Even if something goes wrong, I'll just be there to take care of you. Mr. Zuo will run away first. No matter how powerful you are, I can hold off even the most powerful person for a moment."

"I am a swordsman, how could I leave my teammates and run away..."

"No, I'm afraid that Young Master Zuo runs too slowly. If I escape first, you won't be able to catch up. You know, when it comes to escaping, you don't need to run faster than your opponent. You just need to run faster than your teammates. I'm not That kind of person..."

"...?"

Zuo Lingquan wanted to reply, "Are you looking down on me?", but arguing about who ran away faster didn't seem to be in line with the swordsman's style, so he laughed it off.

The two of them walked forward together and soon arrived at the pier of Xiangshui Bay. There were only a few ferries docked inside, but the monks waiting for the boats were packed into three floors inside and three floors outside. The monks who couldn't get on the boat could only stand on the outside.

As the nine-story giant ferry with a five-story building slowly descended, the ferry became busy, and the stewards cleared a passage on the pier.

The long ladder was put down on the ferry, and the three cultivators on the deck filed out. The monks sitting on the top floor of the ferry, most of whom were of some sect or seniority, did not squeeze together with the three cultivators below, and fell on both sides of the river by the wind on their own. .

Zuo Lingquan stood behind the crowd and looked out, and soon saw a woman wearing a maroon pleated skirt, covering her face with tulle, flying out from the top terrace with a white-feathered chicken in her arms.

Xie Qiutao was slightly stunned when he saw this scene.

The reason why he was stunned was not because of Tang Jingxuan's outstanding figure, but because Tang Jingxuan's dress was fluttering out and he didn't step on anything.

Yuwei and Yufeng look similar, but in reality they are worlds apart.

The threshold for volleying with a magical weapon is at the eighth level of the Spiritual Valley. The monks have not yet become one with heaven and man, so they must use magical weapons to fly.

Without the help of external force to control the wind, one has to reach the peak of Youhuang from the beginning.

Due to the grade of the natal objects, the upper and lower limits of Youhuang Peak are extremely large. The strong ones, such as Lu Jianchen and Shangguan Lingye, can compete with the jade-level monks even if they risk their lives; Even Ling Quan might not be able to do it.

But even if you are at the peak of Youhuang, where all five elements of life are counted, in the eyes of ordinary monks, they still belong to the ancestors on the mountain.

You must know that no matter how poor the source of the five elements is, it is still necessary for refining magic weapons. Without amazing financial resources and opportunities, where can you find five priceless sources of the five elements?

Xiangshui Bay is not a big place to begin with. Most of the monks are from the Spiritual Valley. Real sword cultivators who can enter Youhuang to refine their natal swords are already very rare. Suddenly, a big boss at the peak of Youhuang appears and comes down from above. Naturally, the people at the ferry are Thousands of monks were startled and looked sideways, and the entire dock became a little quiet.

Under normal circumstances, monks would keep a low profile in a place like the Fukou Market, where there is a crouching tiger, hidden dragon. They could control the wind and step on a flying sword to show off, or just walk.

But Tang Jingxun had just learned how to control the wind and missed his lover so much that he didn't notice these things at all. When he flew in the air and saw the people on the ferry looking wrong, he realized that he was a little rash.

In previous years, Tang Jingxuan opened a shop and welcomed people there. He would not have stage fright in crowded places. After discovering something was wrong, he did not panic and lose his identity as the ancestor of the Xian family. Instead, he quickly put away his excitement and learned to The Shangguan Patriarch looked aloof as he slowly flew over the ferry. At first glance, he looked a bit like the Mountain Top Patriarch.

It was just that Tuanzi, who was squatting in his arms, was not honest. He noticed that his mother was getting nervous. He waved his wings in a showy manner and greeted Xie Qiutao below:

"Jiji~"

It probably means "My mother is awesome~"

Zuo Lingquan stood on the ground and couldn't help but smile to himself when he saw this scene. He did not go up to meet again in full view of the public. He followed Xie Qiutao and came to an undisturbed forest.

After avoiding the sight of the crowd, Tang Jingxuan returned to normal, threw away the dumplings, jumped down from the sky, ran to Zuo Lingquan with his skirt in hand, and threw him down directly:

"Xiao Zuo!"

Zuo Lingquan didn't miss him, he opened his arms and picked up Jingxun, spun around in circles, and said with a smile:

"Thank you for your hard work, huh? Why do you feel like you've lost a few pounds..."

Tang Jingxuan had thousands of words in her heart that she wanted to express to her lover, but as they were meeting, she didn't know what to say first.

She was being held in circles and was about to talk about the stressful experience along the way, but she found a sweet-looking little girl beside the two of them, looking around as if she didn't see anything.

During the previous fight against the Four Elephant Gods, Tang Jingxuan and Xie Qiutao had met each other from a distance, but they had never communicated face to face.

No matter how much Tang Jingxuan doted on Zuo Lingquan, she was too embarrassed to be so affectionate in front of outsiders. She quickly slid down from Zuo Lingquan's arms, adjusted her dress a little, and said awkwardly:

"Thank you, girl, for coming here too."

Xie Qiutao felt that she was coming to disturb others, but at this time it was too late to avoid it. She pretended that she had not seen the intimacy just now and said with a smile:

"Yes, are you okay on the road, Sister Jingxun?"

"It was nice on the way, and we came here in a blink of an eye. I heard from Qingwan that you are very good to dumplings. You feed them eight times a day, which is really a waste of money..."

"No, no, I just fed some fruits. The dumplings are so fat because they are fed by Mr. Zuo."

"...?"

Tang Jingxuan's smiling expression condensed, and she turned to look at Zuo Lingquan.

Zuo Lingquan naturally did not shirk his responsibility. He walked toward the riverside holding Jing Xun's back and said with a smile:

"You'll look better if you eat fatter. Look how safe you feel now."

"Ji~"

Dumpling, who was following the three men as a free-range chicken, nodded in agreement.

Tang Jingxun knew that when Tuanzi grew up, he would be able to breathe fire to help out, but maybe subconsciously, he was afraid that Tuanzi would fly back to the mountains when he grew up. He just didn't want to see Tuanzi grow up.

It was hard to explain these thoughts clearly, so she just hummed softly and said:

"If you gain weight, gain weight. Winter is about to come. I can make a big stew during the Chinese New Year."

"grumble?"

"Sister Jingxun is joking with you. How can I really stew you? At most, I won't let you eat in the future."

"grumble?!"

Tuanzi spread his wings, thinking that he might as well stew the bird!

The three of them just talked and laughed and returned to the small boat by the river.

Tang Jingxuan had already expected the situation at Huafang, but when he arrived, he was still stunned.

I saw Wu Qingwan and Shangguan Lingye standing side by side on the deck, not giving way to each other, both assuming the dignified and elegant posture of a lady, watching her little sister go home. ? !

When Tang Jingxuan saw this scene, his smile remained unchanged, but the expression deep in his eyes obviously changed, with a bit of murderous intent!

Are these two little aunts trying to rebel?

The first thing I did was hit the door with two ghosts. Are you treating me like the youngest? Do you think I'm easy to bully? !

…

"well……"

Zuo Lingquan sighed bitterly as he walked.

Xie Qiutao held the dumpling in her arms and asked, not knowing why:

"Mr. Zuo, why is your face pale?"

"It's autumn now, the weather is getting colder, I'm freezing."

"Chi?"

"Oh... it's a bit cold, remember to put on more clothes..."

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I've revised yesterday's work, today's work is a bit watery...