Feng Xing, who polished his fist in the hundreds of thousands of mountains, slowly stood up and carefully looked at the black robe in front of him.

This mysterious cultivator of the celestial being did not feel any malice, and as soon as the other party appeared, he explained his purpose. Feng Xing was not very disgusted, but was extremely curious about the identity of the master he mentioned. Who could make a monk below the mountaintop claim to be his identity?

Feng Xing asked, "I don't know what the name of the Lord is?"

"It's inconvenient to tell the owner's name, but my master has no unpredictable intentions for General Feng, and just wants to invite General Feng to see with his own eyes what the real Void Spirit Realm is."

The mysterious man in black robe had a slightly hoarse voice.

Feng Xing thought for a while, nodded and agreed, "Okay, then Feng will go with fellow Taoist."

"Please follow me."

The figure of the man in black robe flashed and appeared in the sky, swaying upwards.

Feng Xing took a little under his feet, so he soared into the air and followed closely behind.

Feng Xing's deep voice suddenly sounded in Wang Jian's ears, who was resting in the demon-suppressing city.

"I want to leave, but the return date is not yet determined. During this period, you should keep an eye on the demon clan. If there is any abnormal movement, you will ignite the wolf smoke and send the swordsman and Yun Zhongzi."

Wang Jian, who was originally sleeping and resting in peace, was shocked when he heard this.

General Feng has been guarding the Demon City for hundreds of years, and has never left him. Even though the demon clan was defeated a few years ago and retreated to the barrier of the Demon Temple, Feng Xing has never left the city. Now he has left suddenly and is not even as soon as he returns to the city to settle the matter. It seems that some extremely important matters must have changed temporarily.

"Send the order! Strengthen the city defense, increase the surveillance personnel in the Demon God Temple, and be sure to take every move of the Demon Clan into your eyes."

As soon as the commander who got the order outside the door claimed his promise, he flew down to the city to pass on the military order.

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During the Great Sui Dynasty, boarded a cross-state ferry, and after more than a month of sailing, we finally arrived in Qixia Prefecture.

When the ferry first arrived at the territory of Qixia Prefecture, a white robed dress flew out of the boat like a terrifying geese and swept straight away.

The secret technique of thunder escape consumes too much spiritual power and is not suitable for long journeys. However, Zhuo Yuming, who was anxious to see the beauty, still urged the escape light to the extreme and rushed towards Jinghu.

The roaring thunder exploded in the air, attracting the attention of many monks.

I have already hated the obstruction of the green mountains, and the green mountains are still covered by the dusk clouds.

Just as the spiritual power in the sea of ​​qi was about to be exhausted, a ray of lightning fell on the edge of a lake with roars.

A woman with white clothes and skin like mutton fat and white cream sat by the lotus pond and looked back gently.

A sweet smile makes you look charming, and the pink and beautiful palaces of the six palaces are colorless.

In an instant, Zhuo Yuming felt that all the mountains, rivers, flowers and trees around him disappeared from his sight, and only his beautiful and innocent face complementing the clear water and lotus in his eyes.

"Here I'm back."

The woman opened her red lips lightly, and her bright eyes were kind and fond.

The young man in white walked forward quickly, held the woman's tenderness, felt the warmth of his palm, and nodded with a smile.

It is like a bunch of worldly benevolent men. The wife stands in front of the barriers and is silently waiting for the husband who is traveling far away to return. When the couple meets, they are just a light "back" as light as water, which is enough to express their own hearts.

The two of them held hands, stood shoulder to shoulder by the lotus pond, whispering in a low voice.

Zhuo Yuming smiled slightly and said softly what he had seen in Haoran for more than a year. The woman in white looked calm and just listened quietly to the man beside her.

When you hear interesting stories in the market, you will smile; when you hear the sad songs among the people, you will frown and your nose will be slightly raised; when you hear the rise, you will also interject two sentences from time to time and ask a little. The two of them are getting closer to each other until their arms are pressed together.

When Shu Jinran saw Zhuo Yuming suddenly stopped his voice, she couldn't help but look up, but found that the man was staring at his face. They were a pair of glittering eyes, with tenderness and smiles in her eyes.

A flash of blush climbed up the woman's cheek, but this time, she held her head stubbornly and looked at him firmly, without avoiding Hao Ran as usual.

The elegant face in my eyes gradually enlarged and became clearer.

She knew that it was his face approaching her.

The chest cavity was like a hammer and drum, making a loud noise. Since practicing boxing, the girl's heart has never beaten so strongly.

The broad palm holding his little hand was a little hot, and the hot temperature seemed to be transmitted to him. Shu Jinran felt that his face seemed to be about to burn. This female warrior at the seventh level felt soft all over and seemed to be unable to even stand.

A piece of jade-like jade-like jade neck was already red with shame, and she couldn't bear getting closer and closer. The strong masculine aura that hit her face made the girl unable to help but close her eyes.

"Young Master Zhuo, don't be fine. Judging from your master's demeanor, it seems that your cultivation has improved again."

A sudden low voice exploded in the girl's ears like a thunder.

Shu Jinran suddenly opened his eyes, and the face of the man who was close to him was the face of the man who was close to him. His eyes slightly moved, and an old man in black leaned against the gate of the courtyard with his hands in his chest, looking at this side with a cold face.

The girl felt ashamed for a moment, as if the world was so big that there was no place to stand on the cone.

Shu Jinran, whose face was as red as a ripe cherry, suddenly turned around and turned into a stream of light and rushed into the bamboo building with a rainbow of momentum.

In an instant, a heavy sound of closing the door came from the building, and then it became silent and there was no sound.

The white long gown, whose chest and lungs were about to explode, suppressed the old man in black, and wanted to cut the old man in black into eighteen paragraphs. He respectfully clasped his fists and saluted, calling "Senior Sui".

Sui Jin sneered on his face, and indeed he replied with great enthusiasm, "passionately".

I am still here, can you be so fucking?

"How about it, I have gained a lot of benefits in Haoran Heaven."

Sui and Jin started talking casually.

Zhuo Yuming knew the meaning of elegance when he heard the string song, nodded and said, "The cultivation level has not improved much, but when he transcended the small world, his soul has gained considerable benefits."

"Well, soul condensation is also part of the improvement of your cultivation. However, you have just made great progress and may not be able to achieve success. Why not help me to help you hone your cultivation so that you can consolidate your cultivation faster? How about it?"

When he heard Zhuo Yuming speak loudly in front of the lady through a water mirror in the bamboo forest, Sui Jin made up his mind to feed the kid and polish his body.

This martial artist in Guizhen Realm finally showed his fangs.

"Okay, then I'll have a blessing for Senior Sui."

Zhuo Yuming also agreed with his fists.

What a joke! You have disturbed the great good things. Can the atmosphere of a god-given opportunity be so easy to encounter again? This old man is too bullying. If he doesn't do his best to vent his anger, wouldn't he have to hide his heart and collapse?

Anyway, I won’t beat myself to death. I will be taken care of by Jinran when I am injured. What a man who can’t bear the pain of flesh and blood!
Chapter completed!