On Double Ninth Festival, the sky is high and the air is cool.

Ouyang Jing was wearing a blue shirt, standing under the shade of the tree, raised his head and shouted at the tree house above: "My Fairy Girl, it's been half an hour. Have you washed and dressed up?"

"Okay, okay! What are you urging me to do!"

Amid the coquettish voice, the bald man in snow-clothed clothes and barefoot fell like a light cloud.

After landing, she smiled and asked Ouyang Jing: "Is it good-looking?"

Ouyang Jing had a expressionless face: "It looks good. But what is the difference between it and yesterday? It has no makeup on, and the style of the skirt is exactly the same as the one yesterday. So, what are you doing in the past half hour?"

Wu Hua pointed to his eyes, blinked his lids, and said, "Didn't you see that my eyelashes are different from yesterday? They are a little more curled than yesterday!"

Ouyang Jing shook his head: "Forgive me, I really didn't see it."

Wu Zi rolled her eyes unhappy and said, "I seriously doubt now, how did you get your wife?"

Ouyang Jingyun was calm and composed, and he said concisely: "Strength, character, handsome enough."

Wu Zai chuckled: "Yes, yes, yes, there is no one more handsome than you in her thirties!"

"My Fairy Girl, do you want to ask for a fight again?"

"The king forgives me, I just said something wrong for a moment... Why not punish me to warm up your bed for you at night?"

"Cough cough..." Ouyang Jing coughed twice and said sternly: "Don't even think about seducing me. My innocence will only be handed over to my wife."

Wu Zi winked and said, "Master, did you misunderstand it? What I mean is to help you burn the kang and warm the bed, where have you been thinking about?"

"...The witch, tell you very seriously that I am very angry and the consequences are very serious."

"Hehe, there are many great masters, don't be as knowledgeable as a little girl like Wu!"

The monk stepped forward decisively, held Ouyang Jing's arm, and said with a pretty smile: "It's not too late, and we're going to Xiangyang today. We have to hurry up and hurry up."

After spending three months together day and night, Wusan could do such close actions naturally, and Ouyang Jing no longer deliberately dodged.

"You know it's not too late? Why did you delay half an hour to do eyelashes?"

The lady laughed and said, "Women are to please others! I am also dressing up to please you, the king!"

"Come on, I won't take this set."

"What about this?" As he spoke, the slut, who was holding Ouyang Jing's arm, leaned slightly, and his tall chest immediately pressed on Ouyang Jing's arm.

Ouyang Jing solemnly warned: "Witch, be careful to play with fire and burn yourself."

The widow smiled and his eyebrows were bent: "I am not afraid. I know that the king's innocence is to be left to the wife of the king's family!"

“…”

Ouyang Jing began to reflect on whether he had made a mistake by leaving the witch around?

Being charmed by the demon girl at all times is helpful for him to sharpen his mood and will, but sometimes he really can't stand it!

"Fortunately, I have practiced the destruction of Bodhisattvas, and the heart fire is also fire!"

Ouyang Jing decisively used the Bodhisattva's method of destroying the mind, and refined all the restless heart fire into fire power.

Then he let the widows hold him in his arms. If a couple of intimate lovers leave the valley, they fight all the way toward Xiangyang.

When it was late, the city of Xiangyang had already appeared in the eyes of the two.

"Which force is now under control of Xiangyang?"

"The one who manages Xiangyang now is Zheng Shuming of Dajianglian. She has a military advisor named Zheng Shiru, who is very talented and assists her in governing Xiangyang very well. Because there are the Sui Dynasty, the Liang Dynasty, and the Tang Dynasty and Wagang in the north, and any side that falls to may attract attacks from another major force, so Zheng Shuming has always remained neutral, and Xiangyang is still independent of the major forces."

Ouyang Jing said: "I remember there was a great hero named Qian Duguan in Xiangyang. He seemed to be an outsider of your Yingui Sect. Why didn't he occupy Xiangyang?"

In the original Tang Dynasty, Xiangyang was occupied by Shuangdao Qian Duguan. In order to better control Qian Duguan, the Yingui Sect sent Wu's junior sister Bai Qing'er to follow Qian Duguan as her concubine to monitor nearby.

"Qian Duguan has long died." Wuya said, "In the eleventh year of Daye, he was killed by strange people outside the world."

"What about your junior sister Bai Qing'er?"

"What did you ask Bai Qing'er? Do you have any ideas about her?"

"Stop it. Be serious."

"Hehe, even if you have an idea, it's too late now! Bai Qing'er was also captured by a strange man from the sky three years ago!"

"By the way, Bai Qing'er is your junior sister after all? After all, you are not sad at all when she was captured, but instead look gloating?"

Wu Hua said calmly: "The Holy Sect's strong prey on the weak and intrigues, and there is no love for his fellow disciples. All of Wu Hua'er's fellow disciples have bad intentions towards Wu Hua. Bai Qing'er even wants to kill me many times, so as to monopolize the inheritance and become the next queen of Yin. Therefore, in the Yin Gui Sect, Wu Hua only trusts his master. The life and death of others has nothing to do with me."

Ouyang Jing was speechless.

He knew that Huan's statement was not exaggerated.

People in the Demon Sect are cold and cruel, selfish. Wu Xian's uncle is worthy of his defeat and always wants to get her. Her junior sister Bai Qing'er has always wanted to replace her position as the chief disciple.

Even Danmei, the silver-haired witch who had raised Wuya, had no affection for Wuya.

Among the entire Yingui Sect, Zhu Yuyan is the only one who is really good to Huan.

"Speaking of this, how many people in your Yingui Sect have been poisoned by strangers outside the sky?"

"That's quite a lot. Bai Qing'er was captured, Bian Bushu, the second elder Yunxia, ​​the evil monk Yanni, the dual cultivation of Yunyu Pishouxuan, the silver-haired witch Danmei... were all killed. Now, the only elder of this sect is Wen Caiting. There are many younger disciples, but none of them can stand alone. The momentum of this sect is no longer as good as before!"

"You Yingui Sect are the first to capture the aliens outside the sky alive. I thought you only took advantage of it and did not suffer any losses. I didn't expect you to suffer heavy losses!"

"Who said no? However, it is much better than the fact that there is only one Shi Feixuan left in the Jingzhai area of ​​Cihang."

While talking, the two walked towards the Xiangyang city gate.

When passing by the sign in front of the city gate, Wu Xiao suddenly said, "Hey, there is a portrait of you on it."

Ouyang Jing looked sideways, isn't it? There were actually several portraits of him posted on the signboard.

There are all avatars, busts, side images, full body images, and even back images. Each one is drawn vividly, almost exactly the same as his real person.

“This sketching technique is good!”

Ouyang Jing walked to the signboard, touched his chin for a while, turned around with a smile, stood beside a full body portrait, and said to Wushao, "Are you exactly the same?"

The monk looked at the portrait, then Ouyang Jing, and nodded repeatedly: "It's really the same! Even his eyes and temperament are similar. Of course, you are more majestic and handsome."

Ouyang Jing laughed: "I love hearing these words."

Wu Huan laughed and was about to praise him a few more words, but suddenly he realized that the atmosphere was wrong. He looked around and said, "King, we seem to be surrounded."
Chapter completed!