Xiao Jian left Lingjiu Palace, and then went to Shenzong without stopping.

With his friendly relationship with the Shenzong, Xiaojian certainly didn't have to kill all the way to the Shenshan, but he was destined to be unable to get the answer he wanted.

The magnificent Hall of the Shenzong, under the golden blue light, Chu Xiang looked puzzled, and there was a hint of inexplicableness in his eyes. Looking at the little sword, it seemed like he was looking at an idiot.

"Anonymous? How do I know who Anonymous is? I still want to ask you! Whether it is the Tianmeng or Lingjiu Palace, they are all those who dominated the world many years ago. If you don't go to Lingjiu Palace, you will come to my sacred mountain to do what you do."

The implication is naturally to determine that the Anonymous is not a member of the Tianmeng, but must be Xier's. After all, these two forces, regardless of their depth or breadth, are much deeper than the newly-risen Shenzong.

Xiao Jian still looked indifferent, as if everything was hard to worry about. Perhaps only he himself knew whether a pure rationalist could still have feelings.

"I've already climbed Piaomiao Peak."

A indifferent tone affirmed the innocence of the biggest suspect forces on both sides. Chu Xiang could only respond to silence, of course, inevitably, with a very innocent expression on his face.

Xiao Jian stared at Chu Xiang for a while, shook his head in confusion. Chu Xiang's innocent expression was so perfect.

"It seems that it's not you anymore. Then, be careful too. The water in the world seems to be deeper than what we imagined. When death does not only represent rebirth, fear will come. We are always different from others. Chu Xiang, be careful in everything."

After Xiao Jian finished speaking indifferently, he turned around and left. He did not notice that when he turned around, the man in white, who was originally innocent and puzzled, had a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. In his eyes that were deeper than the night sky, a trace of fierce light that could not even hide his majesty burst out!

Xiaojian left, Chu Xiang was still sitting upright on the dragon throne, with a solemn face.

The daring to present this unrespectful thing to the court also shows his confidence and determination.

It was not until the little sword completely left the coverage of the Jing divine realm that Chu Xiang's slender palm, which was embedded in the armrest of the seat, completely released.

Crazy, the solid dust-proof beads completely become powder!

The nine golden python phantoms appeared behind themselves, dancing wildly, circling around and circled. A white tiger phantom came through the air, but at the moment it appeared, it was completely imprisoned by the nine giant pythons. The surging flames were wrapped in thick majesty, and no trace of it was revealed.

Chu Xiang's murderous intent surged in his heart, and he was almost ordering to send out all the power of the Shenzong to kill the lonely sword here, but hesitated after thinking about the time required by the mission.

When the purple figure appeared in the mouth, when the beauty smiled and looked at him, the python shadow and tiger shape dissipated together.

With a step, almost teleporting, Chu Xiang, who was originally sitting in his seat, suddenly crossed dozens of feet away and appeared beside Zishan.

"Thanks......"

Chu Xiang hugged the purple shirt tightly, and his heart was filled with lingering emotions.

He knew that if Zishan had not intentionally deceived her, Xiaojian would have guessed all the truth!

The pure reasoning person is really terrible. Xiao Jian knows much more than he imagines.

Purple shirts are not just white, but purple shirts are white. This is simple to say. If you really want to do it, it is too difficult and too difficult to do it.

When death does not just mean rebirth, when fear comes, when I itself represents the end of the world. But she still chooses to stand by my side.

Chu Xiang, I don’t know how to face this persistence.

"Hehe, why are you thanking me? I am a purple shirt, and you are a white shirt. The purple shirt and white shirt should not be of the same type. Should we be together forever?"

Chu Xiang could not make a promise, so he could only hug him tighter.

I have never touched you and never did anything that goes beyond the rules. It is neither shy nor undestrained. Perhaps, for the other side, I will fundamentally resist it. But I have a sad discovery that the only hope that I will not resist it is fundamentally unable to make a promise. Many people like to regard certain things as a one-night joy, but I cannot, because I know that if I do that, I will definitely not be able to stick to my established path.

Why, I can be ruthless, but I can't be completely ruthless to you.

At this moment, Chu Xiang felt deeply helpless. When betrayal was destined to happen, then the more firm promises that had become, wouldn’t it become more ridiculous?

The complexity of this battle was far beyond his imagination. Whether it was feelings, friendship, or even the purely rational opponent, it put him incredibly under pressure.

In fact, when those people who are far more outstanding than others get a lot of information they shouldn't have received, they will become inconsistent.

Just like the little sword born with natural sanity, that man born with natural ruthlessness, knows much.

We are always different from others...

Soon, Chu Xiang left Shenzong, of course, with his purple shirt.

Generally speaking, Chu Xiang would never wear a purple shirt when he acted. One reason was that even if he was honest with him, it was only in some aspects, such as when she knew that he would ask questions. Two reason was that the purple shirt was indeed powerless at this moment, and carrying it was completely cumbersome.

However, when she knew some of the truth that she shouldn't have known, she still decided to hide what Chu Xiang had asked her to know, and it was destined that Zishan would leave a unique position in Baiyi's heart.

I can't promise you, but I can, to qualify us to be together for as long as possible.

White clothes hold the purple shirt, walking in the wind, like the fairy couple.

Occasionally passing over the town can always arouse some people's exclamations. After all, such magical light skills are no different from myths.

Chu Xiang still liked it, feeling the rapid speeding state without internal force protection at all. Zishan also closed her eyes and enjoyed it, although in fact, a man had completely wrapped her with internal force.

"Purple shirt, you shouldn't feel anything now."

"No, I can feel what you feel."

Chu Xiang was silent, while Zishan pressed his face against the other party's broad chest.

"Really."

............

The vast sea is endless, this is Chu Xiang's second trip to the sea.

It is still the giant ship like a warship, without luxury, but it gives people an extremely tough feeling, as if any enemy standing in front of it will be ruthlessly destroyed.

Chu Xiang held his purple shirt and floated up the ship dozens of feet high, like an iron fortress. He looked up at the flying red gold flag, thinking silently in his heart.

"Black Flag, what kind of character are you? Who is this kind of strong and domineering person who makes you retreat to the world? White dusk, bloody legend, or something next to you."

When the Shenzong replaced the black flag and when the red gold overshadowed the black sè, Chu Xiang knew that he and the guy he had never met must be immortal.

Some people know how to change according to the situation and profit, while others always adhere to another spirit of breaking through the wall and not looking back. Undoubtedly, the black flag is the latter.

Zishan jumped and left Chu Xiang's arms, ran to the edge of the deck, leaning on the steel railings, looking out at the sea.

The sky is blue and the sea is blue. Without the clouds stacked in the middle, it is easy to make people feel dizzy, as if the space on the sea surface did not exist, but was created by people in the blue.

The osprey hovered in the air, occasionally swept down, and suddenly rushed into the water. When they returned, they were already full.

The flocks of seagulls are a different scenery on this sea. Looking down on the deck dozens of feet high, they are a completely different sense.

Looking at Zishan, who was very excited and curious about everything, Chu Xiang shook his head with a smile.

When everyone meets the ocean at the beginning or after a long time, they will always be tolerated and infected by the infinite breadth, which is enough to carry all the tools, but if they are in such a state for a long time, they will have another completely opposite emotion.

The ocean is too beautiful and too monotonous. But people's hearts are always full of colors. Even if they dig out the bumps and store fresh fruits and vegetables, ordinary people will inevitably get bored if they stay on the sea for a long time.

Beauty, without support, will make people bored over time.

A loud whistle sounded, not the roar of gas when the machine started, but just a signal.

The steel fortress slowly started on the sea.

Human creation is always full of infinite possibilities and cannot be called a miracle, but it is a miracle. Even Chu Xiang felt that this was a completely miracle that such a large ship could sail on the sea with purely human power.

With purple shirts, the two walked towards the cabin standing on the deck. They said it was a cabin, but in fact it was better to treat it as a palace.

The steel giant ship with extremely harsh appearance is not without a comfortable place to enjoy. After all, even the Black Flag, the builder of this giant ship, is not a monk.

The sea journey has just begun...

A month later, when Chu Xiang was surprised why Zishan could still be excited at the monotonous ocean every day, the giant steel ship finally anchored in a near-shore area.

In the distance, a small island full of mysterious colors appeared in front of you.

It was a small island with half frost and snow, half hot, and two extremes of ice and fire. It completely reflected the wonder of creation in this small place!

The reason why Ice and Fire Island is called Ice and Fire Island is actually because it is in a cold place in the North Sea and the island has an unerupted volcano, which creates a wonder.

However, after Chu Xiang investigated many times, he found that the ice and fire island of this world was not so simple!

When he witnessed this strange scene that was completely different from the orthodox legend with his own eyes, he knew that he had finally made no mistake!

Half the island is hot, half the island is cold, and the four seasons are like chun in the middle. This is not something that a simple volcano may cause! If it is because of a volcano, it must be covered with the scorching heat, rather than half of the ice and fire!

There are strange things on this island!

On the other side of Lindao, another extremely luxurious giant ship is anchored. Judging from its appearance alone, it is undoubtedly much more eye-catching than the steel fortress where Chu Xiang lives. But if the two really collided, Chu Xiang believes that it must be the "Zixiao" that will definitely be destroyed.

Originally, when Black Flag built this ship, the first thing that came to mind was not enjoyment, but war. Perhaps the guy from Black Flag was born a war madman. In short, this original "Black Flag" was extremely lacking in artistic charm, and it was definitely the best in the world.

Chu Xiang looked at the luxurious giant boat in the distance and suddenly thought with a bad taste that if he ordered to hit the side hard, Yi Yun would probably not even cry.

"Chu Xiang, what are you laughing at? Why are you laughing? That's so bad..."

Zishan beside him suddenly smiled inexplicably when he saw Chu Xiang, and looked curiously at the direction he was looking at, helplessly finding that it was still a thick fog. In helplessness, Zishan could only ask weakly.

Chu Xiang was stunned and laughed in silence.

"It's nothing, I'm looking at it. A guy who owes me a lot of money, the last private property."

"let's go."

Without ordering the sailor to put down the boat, Chu Xiang greeted him directly, picked up his purple shirt and crossed the sea.

"Purple shirt, what do you think of this ship?"

"It's okay, it's just not pretty enough."

"Haha, it's okay, soon we will have a very beautiful boat."

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To be continued...