The young sword emperor turned his head in surprise.

Jiang Lingyue shouted again: "Big idiot."

She saw the doubts in the sword emperor's eyes.

Jiang Lingyue asked: "Do you think you saved me? I still scold you? You don't understand?"

Xia Ji nodded honestly.

Jiang Lingyue burst out laughing and cursed again: "Big idiot."

Xia Ji:...

Jiang Lingyue asked again: "Did you start to regret saving me? Why do you think this woman is so ungrateful?"

Xia Ji continued to nod honestly. This woman seemed to have more than long legs, but she still had some brains. She could guess what she was thinking.

Jiang Lingyue put her hands on her hips, her expression was a little stingy, her eyes were full of smiles, and she continued to curse: "Big idiot."

Xia Ji:...

Her quiet and gentle eyes looked straight at the boy in front of her. When she saw more doubts in the boy's eyes, she couldn't help but run away with a smile, leaving the boy confused behind her.

...

In the late winter of the 219th year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Spring Festival has arrived, and this is the only festive event on the ship.

Because I haven't encountered a demon attack for a long time, the remaining young girls and even monks broke free from the previous shadows.

In the sun, thousands of households always replace the old charms with new peaches.

The festive atmosphere of the New Year can always infect people...

Everyone started to be busy, to dilute this boring and murderous journey on the sea.

Some are made of dumplings for dumplings, and some are cut window flowers and pasted with peach charms...

This small airship is full of life.

Xia Ji looked at this scene and felt a little dazed.

It has been seven and a half years since Tushan Ningning left.

He didn't know how time passed, but the time of that year was still reflected in his mind:

She spent all night, cut a lot of window flowers, wrote a lot of "Fu", and then spent the morning to complete the arrangement of Xiaoyao.

She blushed, gasped, and her waist was on her thumb, and her sweater was a little dirty. Then she smiled sweetly and asked herself, "Is this very similar to your home outside the territory?"

Xia Ji actually wants to say that as long as you are there, there are no couplets, no window flowers, and no word "Fu" and it is also home...

But these images are broken.

Only the charming fox girl who was sealed in the huge demon crystal was left...

He sat in front of the demon crystal.

The demon crystal is fading, but it is gradually shattering. Once it is shattered, his relative will be scattered, no longer exists, and no more life.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

——Be sure to obtain the Sun Glow Bottle from Queen Mother of the West, and then quickly repair the Sun and Taiyin bottles to treat Ningning with pure Yin and Yang Qi.

——And the attack preparations for Yaoyuan are almost ready. It is arranging infiltration and forming its own forces to ensure that there is no accident. It attacks the Fusang Palace and then releases the big demons in the Fusang tree cage in one fell swoop. Those big demons must have demon crystals. With the demon crystals, Sister Ningning can survive.

While thinking...

Suddenly, he felt that he had been attacked!

It’s just that the man had no murderous intent, and he was addicted to the memories, so he didn’t notice it.

When I opened my eyes...

He suffered a second "attack"!

Zhu Rong applied the rice soup paste on his face and patted it on the left, then patted it on the right, and then looked at him with a smile.

Seeing the puzzled look in the boy's eyes, Zhu Rong had completely mastered the way to chat with the Emperor of Swords of the World. "Bai Qi, do you think I am unreasonable, I am unreasonable, and I think I shouldn't put the paste on your face, and should apologize to you?"

Xia Ji nodded honestly, it seemed that this woman was still self-aware.

Zhu Rong stretched out his hand, scratched his forehead with his index finger covered with rice soup paste, and then smiled and said, "No!!"

Seeing the change in the boy's eyes, Zhu Rong turned his head and said, "Hey, rice soup is there. If you have the ability, you can take revenge."

While talking, she turned her left face and smiled and said, "Here".

Then he turned his right face and said, "There is still here, come."

The fiery red hair danced lightly in the sea breeze, crossing the round shoulders on both sides, sweeping forward, with a small face covered by bangs and hair on both sides full of joy and joy.

Xia Ji was completely inexplicably, what was this woman happy about?

He is good at grasping people's hearts and controlling the situation. These abilities are extremely powerful...

But, I just don't understand these things.

So Zhu Rong watched Bai Qi walk away and went to the corner of the airship alone, looking into the distance, as if the excitement here had nothing to do with him.

She sighed quietly, "Is this fool thinking about his dead wife again?"

I heard that the woman named Wuning died at the hands of Tianheng, the junior brother of Tiansu, the ancestor of Quanrong...

In order to deal with Bai Qi, Tianheng captured his wife and locked him up in a secret prison in the mountain.

But... a forest fire, Wuning died tragically.

Before, he seemed to have been seriously injured. It was his wife who had been taking care of him and then spent the New Year together in the fishing village. Did he remember last year?

Zhu Rong looked at the lonely back and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Just as I was about to walk up, I saw the Taoist nun from Kunlun Dao Sect who had passed by holding the basin.

"Senior Brother Bai Qi, the dumplings that have just been cooked and the fish stuffed with meat are delicious!"

"Senior brother, look at the steamed fish fillets I made with my secret method in my hometown..."

"Senior Brother Bai Qi..."

He was surrounded by a group of disciples from Kunlun Dao Sect, and then he did not refuse and tried it in a pot with chopsticks.

Zhu Rong stopped and looked at the boy surrounded by everyone from afar...

"What a gentle man."

After turning around, Zhurong began to think about other things:

These days, she tried to start a meeting of the Holy Association to convey the information about the murder of the Demon King. However, for some reason, she tried several times but failed to gather six people. The battle situation in the Great Zhou Dynasty was tight, and the Holy Association cadres in other areas generally did not pay attention to the people in the other areas...

So, this is inexplicably embarrassing...

In the days that followed, Xia Ji used Kunlun Heart Method's secret method to swallow the spiritual energy and transfer the true energy carefully, but the recovery of spiritual energy was not so easy. Fortunately, there were still many pills to replenish spiritual energy in the cargo hold, otherwise he would not be able to practice. After all, the behavior of using the Great Yuan Emperor technique to absorb spiritual energy is too arrogant and almost impossible to hide once it is used.

Without the Ghost Crow, he can only spend a little more time on "cultivating" without having to worry about anything like before.

As the days passed, Xia Ji's true energy began to grow according to the standard of about five or six years every day.

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...

In early autumn, five or six months have passed without realizing it. The flight time is so boring and monotonous that time is gone without realizing it.

Yao Yuan's progress was very smooth. With the secret help of the little immortal king, he completed the "reform" of the three peaks among the nine peaks, and these three peaks are closest to the Fusang Palace. In other words, once something happens to the Fusang Palace, it is called a throat-breaking person. Only people will slowly support them, and then shout "Why is this happening" on the ruins of the battlefield that has already ended.

The little fairy king Zhang Lanzhi was completely speechless. He was like a fish thrown into warm water and slowly cooked. When he realized that he could no longer escape, he could only walk one way to the dark. If Xia Ji had told the little fairy king that he was from the demon clan camp at the time, Zhang Lanzhi, who was still a saint of books, would rather die than go to reincarnation than do this "undercover rebellion". But now, he has helped so much. Whether he continues or not, he has no choice, and he is completely controlled by Xia Ji.

Yao Yuan’s real attack time is early winter.

In early winter, the Nine Summit arranged to hunt the demons outside the sea, which was the time for him to go straight to Huanglong and break through the Fusang Palace...

Taking advantage of this period, Yao Yuan has really attracted a group of terrifying subordinates of powerful, at least level 5 monsters, with only 500 death soldiers who are devoted to Yao Yuan, including twenty demon kings.

What is the concept of twenty?

If it weren't for fear of the arrival of the immortal power, a demon king would have made the world of cultivators bloody, and the layout has been basically completed.

Xia Ji sat alone in the cabin, and his current state flashed in front of him:

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【Xia Ji】

Body:

【Sixth-level myth, true energy: 9620 years】

【Nine Fantasy Magic】7 stars: 13th floor

【Sky Sword Road】6 stars: 15th floor

【Five Elements Mysterious Chapter】5 Stars: 13th Level
To be continued...