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Chapter 441 Little Zombie’s Family Has a True Monarch (17)

A terrifying murderous aura flowed from the man on the bloody coffin, facing Hou Yihong.

Yi Xichun's body floated towards the sky uncontrollably, and watched himself float in front of the blood coffin with a stiff body, Yi Xichun wanted to faint very much.

What kind of fate is this for her, no matter where she goes, she can meet this young girl.

Taking a closer look, Yi Xichun could see clearly the appearance of the man in the blood coffin.

It's just that, compared to Huangfu Shiqian in memory, this face is even more beautiful.

The fingernails poked Yi Xichun's chubby face, causing Yi Xichun to bark his teeth.

"Why did you become a small dumpling?" With a hook, he hugged Yi Xichun directly in his arms, and rubbed Yi Xichun's face like a glutinous rice dumpling.

There were more and more veins on Yi Xichun's forehead, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Crack" the chubby hand slapped the red nails, and Yi Xichun yelled in a nai cute voice: "You can't finish it! Have you poked enough!"

Huangfu Shiqian chuckled and said, "Not enough."

Yi Xichun was short of breath, and before she could go back, she heard the man who held her and didn't let go: "It feels good in the hand, really like glutinous rice balls. You have become so much smaller, and your temper has grown even bigger."

"I said you'll follow me wherever I go, you're chasing me, aren't you! Scary and interesting! Don't poke!" Female|It is fierce.

The man is also not good. He really made people angry, so he had to stop.

There are more than one day at the bottom of the Weishui River, this time it comes out, we must take good care of this dumpling, and have reported the aggrievedness of the previous worlds.

The man has already sketched out more than a dozen diary plans in his mind.

In his fantasy, Yi Xichun bit his wrist and flew out of the man's arms.

Lying on the back of a lifeless and blindfolded man, she made a strange face at him.

Zhan Wangyi frowned and looked at the man sitting in the blood coffin. The coffin above his head looked familiar, as if it was the house that was stolen after he went out and returned.

The dumpling in his arms was gone, and the man in the blood coffin looked at Zhan Wangyi with a cold face.

snort!Sure enough, it was a stinky snake that followed wherever it went, and the smell of a snake couldn't be covered up no matter what.

"The house can be given to you, but the child is mine." Zhuang Wangyi took the monkey and Tuanzi Yi Xichun with him, took back the fairy rope, broke through the void, and returned directly to the top of the Misty Mountain.

In the future, I still won't let this little girl go out, and once she goes out, she will cause such a big disturbance.

It also woke up a nasty enemy who was similar to him.

Above the Weishui River, Wei Weixing looked at the ants below with a pair of blood-red eyes, and with the coldest words, directly judged the lives of these monks who fought with Yi Xichun.

"You guys are quite capable, don't rub me against our group!" Wei Weixing moved his fingers slightly, and the monk who had besieged Yi Xichun before was instantly deprived of his life, not even his soul left behind.

There was an extra red rune on the body left behind, and they were all refined into lifeless and fierce bodies by Wei Weixing.

Wei Weixing glanced at Qijie Sanmo who was burying himself in the sand, but it was Moxiu who made him look pleasing to the eye.

Wei Weixing rubbed his chin. In this world, he has a better chance than that stinky snake. After all, he is also a living person full of vitality.

Wei Weixing ignored the voice reminding him all the time, if it wasn't for the usefulness of that voice, he would have been crushed to death.

This turmoil that shocked the entire comprehension world ended in such a nonsensical way.

The 43 sects and the Eighth Family who didn't want to lose face ended up being jokes after dinner.

For a while, there were a lot fewer new disciples.

The monks from the 43 sects and the eighth family have less arrogance and arrogance while traveling outside.

Yanghuaizong became the most popular sect for a while.

Yi Xichun, a four-year-old girl, has become the most famous monk in the entire cultivation world, a monk with a big background.

The entire comprehension world, no matter if it is a cultivator, a demon cultivator, a demon cultivator, or other types of ascetics, is talking about the blood coffin owner who flew out from the bottom of the Weishui River.

Those monks who had been refined into rigidity made them feel terrible pressure.

Now I just hope that the mighty one who comes out of the Weishui River doesn't have the heart to destroy the world of comprehension.

All sects, no matter they are cultivators, demon cultivators, demon cultivators, or casual cultivators, are ordered to make good friends with Yanghuaizong and never offend Yanghuaizong monks.

The appearance of Wei Weixing made Zhuang Wangyi feel a sense of crisis, he lived too comfortably these years.

After Yi Xichun returned to the top of the Misty Mountain, he sank directly to the bottom of the Lingtan on the top of the Misty Mountain to practice in seclusion.

The mist on the top of the Misty Mountain is even denser, and sometimes even the mountain path to the top of the Misty Mountain is blocked by the aura that turns into mist.

The mountain road has become the best training place for Yanghuaizong, and the place where Yanghuaizong's aura is most intense is the top of Misty Mountain.

I never even thought about being able to practice on the mountain path where spiritual energy transforms into liquid.

Now the Yanghuaizong monks are trying their best to meet the conditions for entering the mountain path to practice, so they sit here to practice day and night.

Yang Huaizong's mountain gate formation is still closed, even if no sect in the cultivation world will come to attack them again, the mountain gate will still be closed for a hundred years.

They, Yang Huaizong, always keep their word.

At the beginning, these sects with higher rankings and more monks than them looked down on them, so it was best to keep looking down on them.

The entire Yanghuai Sect will only open the gates when they accept new disciples. It just so happens that they don't need to recruit new disciples for the past 100 years.

If they recruit new disciples in the past 100 years, who knows if they will recruit undercover agents from other sects, and if they recruit some disciples with evil intentions, they will not even have time to cry.

A hundred years is just a snap for a monk.

The Jinhuatai competition started again, and the monks occasionally talked about the Jinhuatai competition that Yi Xichun participated in. After so many storms, they never heard any news about Yi Xichun.

After this turmoil, it is the best time for these casual cultivators and low-level monks.

No one will bully those with low cultivation because of their high cultivation. Who knows if those monks whose cultivation is not as good as theirs will be like Yi Xichun, defeating the strong with the weak.

Most of the monks in the major sects of the cultivation world have lived a low-key life for a hundred years, and they dare not jump around.

If you offend someone who shouldn't be offended, it's too late to cry.

Yi Xichun gave a good lesson to the monks in the realm of comprehension. A hundred years has also allowed many new monks to develop, and some very talented monks have emerged.

These monks grew up listening to Yi Xichun's stories. Some of them regarded Yi Xichun as an idol. Huaizong Mountain Gate has already passed the 100-year deadline, and it is still tightly closed, and no disciple is on duty in front of the mountain gate.

Many sect monks who wanted to visit Yanghuaizong to find out the details looked at Yanghuaizong's mountain gate eagerly.

(End of this chapter)