"When you come back, don't you feel sorry for me, please count your baby!"

Xie Qiutao's calves fluttered in the air twice:

"I'll just go and take a look, I promise not to laugh..."

Unfortunately, she couldn't resist the quiet habit of caring about her husband's face. She was pressed and sat in the pile of treasures with the dumplings for a few strokes...

——

In the middle of Huajunzhou, within a towering city.

Cultivators from all over Jiuzhou travel through the street markets. Most of the merchants are bookstores and painting shops. Most of the street stalls are filled with ancient classics that have just been dug out from some corner. Compared with other immortal cities, there is less ethereal and low-level style and more a little more bookish atmosphere that is rare in the path of practice.

A small, ordinary-looking pleasure boat floated past the small river in the city. The window of the pleasure boat was open, revealing the faces of two pretty women, scanning the streets.

The innocent and lovely little maid Leng Zhu looked around the street for a long time and felt that the famous martial arts culprit "Eight-Armed Xuanmen" in Huajunzhou was very different from what she imagined. If she hadn't seen the signs on the waist of the walking monk, she felt that this place was more like Qianqiu Yuefu than Qianqiu Yuefu.

Holding the curiosity in my heart, Leng Zhu asked:

"Princess, I thought the Eight-Armed Xuanmen was the same as the Tiecu Mansion, both of which were big and thick and had brains, and they didn't need to...Oh~"

Before he finished speaking, his forehead was bounced.

Jiang Yi was also curious. Seeing this scene, her face darkened, and she looked at the desk in a blink of an eye:

"What are you going to beat my maid?"

Behind the desk, Shangguan Lingye put his left leg on his right leg, holding a book in his hand, with a elegant temperament and luxurious temperament. He did not respond to this question knowingly, and explained:

"A martial artist may not necessarily be a rough man. If he has a high status, he will naturally pay attention to his external appearance. Huajunzhou's sect has been passed down for a long time, and most of them are like this."

Wu Qingwan got up and came to the desk and said softly:

"All the way, what I saw is indeed the case. But what are the things that open in the city?"

"The founding ancestor of the Eight-Armed Xuanmen is said to like to collect various classics, and select disciples, and naturally they will favor fellow disciples. Just like the master is more reckless... he is more brave, and he likes to recruit brave disciples. The character of the founding ancestor determines the style of a sect, which has been passed down from generation to generation, and this place has become an occasion for trading ancient books. However, most of the monks who can come here are to find ancient martial arts, but few of them are actually for miscellaneous books."

"Why is the sect called the 'Eight-Armed Xuanmen'? The ancestor has eight arms?"

"There are two kinds of rumors. The Eight-Armed Xuanmen itself said that the founding ancestor was a master of boxing. One punch was like eight arms coming out at the same time. It was mysterious and unpredictable. It was hard to deal with gods and ghosts. It was said that the founding ancestor was young when he was too yang and liked to write idle books that were not allowed to vent. He also wrote very quickly. People who read books thought he was an 'octopus spirit' and had eight hands at the same time, so he gave him the nickname of 'eight-armed young master'..."

Shangguan Lingye was just talking about gossip when he suddenly found Qingwan behind him, and took out a necklace with a bell from her sleeve, and put her hand through her neck and put it on her neck.

Shangguan Lingye was a little confused and put down the book and turned around:

"What are you doing?"

Wu Qingwan smiled gently, like an older sister who cared about her sister:

"You can see if the necklace is made casually."

??

Shangguan Lingye and Wu Qingwan are not good friends of sisters and sisters. They have done a lot of digging holes on each other on the bed. Lingye didn't believe that she would give her things kindly, so she touched her neck and asked:

"What is this for?"

"Nothing, it's just a sound."

Shangguan Lingye was a little confused. Seeing that there was no outsider inside the room, he tried to move up and down.

As his chest trembled, the silver bell on his neck also moved, but it was not a bell sound, but Qingwan used the formation to leave the sound:

"Tight~! It's so good for the baby~..."

"Puff—hahaha..."

In an instant, a silver bell-like laughter came from the pleasure boat.

Jiang Yi covered her stomach and held the windowsill with her hands, and almost suffocated her breath. Although Leng Zhu was afraid of being beaten, she still couldn't hold it in. She turned her back and covered her mouth and laughed out loud.

Shangguan Lingye's face turned red instantly, but his lazy sitting posture did not change at all. After taking a light breath, he suppressed the blush on his face and said calmly:

"No, thank you, Zuo Lingquan will definitely like it."

"?"

The laughter was quiet.

This fox beauty is so thick-skinned? Wu Qingwan frowned, but she didn't say anything. Anyway, this necklace is just a test, so what if you let this fox beauty taste some sweetness? There are some methods in the future that make her laugh.

Shangguan Lingye played with the necklace around his neck and wanted to praise him for his good skills and a gentle spirit, but before he could speak, the Qilin paperweight on the desk lit up.

A water curtain appeared on the desk, with the background of the peach blossom ancestral tree appearing inside, and a tall woman in a golden dragon scale dress.

Only the ancestors in the world can talk to Lingye without notice. Lingye Yu Guang found that something was wrong and instinctively sat upright, put on a respectful look, and then...

The bell rang.

The woman in the golden dress, who was not angry, looked stunned and turned her head slightly.

???

“…”

Shangguan Lingye was really strong in his mind, but he didn't change his eroticism. He took off the necklace easily and explained calmly:

"Master, this is a small thing Qingwan has learned to refine weapons, um... press and pinch the cervical spine to clear the qi and blood..."

Unblocking blood?

Old Ancestor Shangguan is not stupid and sweet. How could she not guess which "acupuncture point" is cleared by this thing?

The apprentice's private affairs, so Shangguan's ancestor would not interfere with it, and said seriously:

"After visiting the Eight-Armed Xuanmen, I will go to Juejian Immortal Sect. Zuo Lingquan will be waiting for you there. He is injured and needs some rest."

"ah?"

The four women with different faces all had a tight expression when they heard the voice. They had heard the rumor that the Shuangfeng Ancestor was killed in one sword. It was only then that they knew whether Zuo Lingquan was injured.

Wu Qingwan was most worried about Zuo Lingquan and asked quickly: "Is Lingquan injured by the Shuangfeng Ancestor? Is it serious?"

"The Shuangfeng Patriarch didn't touch the corner of his clothes. When he saw the Lord Peach Blossom was scolded, he felt distressed and forced himself to draw his sword and fight hard, causing himself to be seriously injured. Don't worry."

“…”

The four women blinked, perhaps because they knew Zuo Lingquan too much and realized something was wrong.

Shangguan Lingye felt that the master's words had other meanings and asked:

"What then? What's the reaction of the old witch in Taohua?"

The ancestor Shangguan glanced at his apprentice, which was meaningful:

"What kind of reaction do you think is what kind of reaction."

“…”

Shangguan Lingye blinked his eyes, feeling that his status as a eldest wife seemed to be threatened...

The old ancestor Shangguan showed up, but he was not here to help his apprentice fight favors in the palace. She continued:

"The war situation in Posa Forum is abnormal, and I can't believe the news from Huajunzhou; Baxue is too aggressive, and Domineering makes him pay attention to the situation in Posa Forum. The reply is all - I killed a tiger spirit today, leaving a tiger specifically for my master... Alas... You are meticulous and good at this. Go and see the situation on the spot to see if you can find clues that have an impact on the situation."

Baxue is naturally the contemporary Qingkui Shangguan Baxue of Iron Zu Mansion, and Situ Zhenhan is a brother of his classmates, with a few different personalities.

Shangguan Lingye looked serious when he heard this order:

"Disciple obeys the order. Well... Do Zuo Lingquan want to follow me?"

"He is not much better than Baxue. If he lets him sneak into the investigation, it is likely to break through the demon clan's defense line and ask the leader in person. You set out one after another. If his identity is exposed, it just happens to attract your attention, and you can act in secret."

"Forehead……"
Chapter completed!