our mountain

My senior sister lay motionless on the grass dumpling when she was catching Zhou, because she was the first child picked up by my master, and the elders of various sects came to our mountain to watch my senior sister's next work with melon seeds like women who are at home in the village. destiny.

It stands to reason that a group of great immortal cultivators should not believe in the metaphysics of life like Zhuo Zhou when they gather together. They move mountains and fill seas, talk and laugh, and the masts and sculls are wiped out. She is an all-powerful figure in the world of comprehension. My senior sister, who just turned one year old, stretched out her little hand brazenly, and pulled off a few beards of big bosses.

The objects around my senior sister all herald her future. The futures are full of scheming to lure my ignorant senior sister to grab them. There are pastries, roast chickens and beautiful dolls, but my senior sister is still a meat She showed a good momentum when she was in the group, she was lying in the center like a lioness ready to go, until a big guy thought she was asleep and came to hug her.

She grabbed the boss' sword.

It sounds absurd, as if my senior sister is the child of destiny, but my senior sister is indeed quite extraordinary, I quite doubt that there would be no such mysterious things when she was born with auspiciousness from heaven.Senior sister caught Zhou's spiritual root awakening suddenly, and the saber she was holding was a sword that recognized the master. Instead of killing senior sister on the spot, that sword rebelled on the spot and recognized my senior sister as its master.

That sword later followed my senior sister. After all, sword spirits also have human rights. Article [-] of the Declaration of Independence of Unnatural Creatures states that sword spirits have the right to choose their own sword master. From then on, that sword is called Shoujie, and my senior sister same name.I seriously suspect that the sword spirit recognizes my senior sister because she thinks she is too powerful to save trouble and be lazy. After that, I haven't seen my senior sister draw her sword out of its sheath for several years. She flew flowers and picked leaves to hurt people.

In the fourth year of Jianling's retirement, my senior sister pulled out the Shoujie.

At that time, she was standing on the train, stepping on the No. 3 carriage with her hands behind her back, and I happened to be eating melon seeds under her feet.

My senior sister is not very good at taking the train. Her life is constantly retreating and practicing. Besides, she goes to different small worlds to participate in various friendly games. The matter of taking the train can only be understood literally. It took too long to get the letter of introduction, and I missed the time for checking in tickets, so I had to fly at a low altitude to catch up with our car. It was like walking on a cement road and I jumped a few steps to the front. The wind was blowing for less than 5 minutes. Power suddenly surrounded her.

Senior Sister Shoujie keenly felt that this force did not belong to the realm of comprehension. This force had no killing intent but was permeated with a demonic aura. If it behaved like a movie made by mortals, it must be a black mist surrounded by a demonic aura.

With a thought in the senior sister's mind, the commandment-keeping sword appeared in her palm in an instant. She didn't have to make the most fierce sword move, but waved a cross cut, and the evil spirit immediately dissipated, turning into groups of dissipating fox fire.

My senior sister doesn't know much about fox fire, and she didn't connect the faint blue flame with the demon fox for a while. Besides, the train had just left the boundary of Fengyin City at that time, and it was thousands of kilometers away from Xialuo City. No matter how powerful you are, you don’t have nothing to do to set off a ball of foxfire thousands of miles away to provoke my senior sister. That’s cross-border killing and angering the strongest youth representatives in the cultivation world.

But it turns out that the demon fox's target is my senior sister. After the fox fire dissipated, my senior sister frowned and thought for a moment, and suddenly a laugh came from her private channel.

If there was such a sudden laughter in the middle of the night, my senior sister would wave a sword and stab through the source of the sound. When I heard it in broad daylight, my senior sister stood with her hands behind her back, touched the personal terminal on her wrist, and an anonymous signal sent out a laugh. Then he said:

"Oh, that's how personal terminals are used."

It's a soft female voice.

My senior sister frowned more and more.

But my senior sister doesn't take the initiative to speak. Her way of expressing feelings and reasoning is always her sword. She cuts off what can be cut off, and keeps silent and waits for the opportunity to cut off what can't be cut off.

The communication comes from far away, and there are intermittent noises.Behind that soft female voice, there was a faint cry of a male monk.

The situation is already clear. This woman robbed a male monk's personal terminal and sent a message to my senior sister out of nowhere.

Although my senior sister is indifferent, there are only a handful of people who can join her private channel. When she was listing the candidates in her mind, another sentence came from the other end:

"I heard that you are the strongest among the young generation in the cultivation world."

My senior sister has already locked the source of the news. The cultivator who can cry like this is not a high-level cultivator. He must be of the same generation and the gender is male. Then it is a local cultivator in Xialuo City, who is the liaison officer of the special operation committee for eliminating demons.

"You are a demon fox."

My senior sister seldom said anything she was not sure of, and when she spoke, it was basically like a scientific theorem.

"It's me, it's me, hello, hello."

There were a few cheerful laughter from the other end, which made my senior sister's bones go numb from the laughter.

The demon fox can spread the fox fire thousands of miles away and make my senior sister draw out the sword. I don't know how high the cultivation level is.My senior sister has not encountered such an opponent for a long time, and the long-lost sword intent emanates from all limbs.

"I want to say something cliche, for example, it seems that this confrontation with the cultivation world will become more interesting... But the problem is, you are really too weak, I am so bored, do you want to chat with me?"

My senior sister has already locked the position of the other party. She cut off the communication and soared into the sky.

The train was still passing through the mountains, and my senior sister was far behind.

"Who is that? Breaking through our air traffic control! Is it a cultivator from the cultivation world? Intercept her."

Several monks immediately flew with their swords, and turned into several colored streamers to catch up with my senior sister.

My senior sister knows about air traffic control. Ordinary people also have aircraft. If monks are allowed to fly randomly, accidents are likely to happen. Therefore, monks must apply in advance to fly at high altitudes. needs.

But the current situation is that the demon fox is holding the liaison officer of the special action committee for exterminating demons there. If you can contact her, you can contact other people. If you allow the demon fox to act recklessly there, there will be three results. Second, the other people were shaken by the demon fox's attack, and third, the demon fox hijacked the liaison officer to deliver wrong information and destroyed the plan to eliminate the demon.

The demon removal plan and air traffic control are placed at both ends of the scale. My senior sister weighed it with the steelyard in her heart, and the air traffic control is as light as a feather.

So she ignored the monks behind her, but sped up her speed instead.Sword Spirit is a narrow-minded ghost, and he feels proud when he sees someone chasing after him, so he puts a layer of psionic shield around the flying sword to protect my senior sister's high-speed flight from affecting her beautiful appearance.

The psychic power of a cultivator is limited. It is impossible for my senior sister to erupt her true soul at any time and reveal her cultivation as a golden core cultivator all the time. If she walked all the way with such momentum, she would have to lie down and pant in front of the demon fox.But the cultivators behind her are low-level, and if they are high-level, they will not work for the Aviation Bureau. They chase after each of them like old summer dogs, panting with their tongues out, and all of them burst into true souls to show their peak strength. It was too late, my senior sister had already thrown them away.

Even though my senior sister has a strong cultivation base, the high-speed flight of thousands of kilometers still made her legs go weak when she landed.

A force suddenly squeezed from behind, and my senior sister fell to her knees on the ground unprepared.

"Oh, no courtesy, no courtesy, you humans are polite, but I am an elder, how can I not give out red envelopes when the junior kneels down to me? Come on, little guy, accept it."

My senior sister was crushed by an unknown force. She tried her best to resist, and her knees made two deep dents on the concrete floor.

She tried her best to raise her head, and saw a woman wearing sandals, wearing men's army green shorts, and a red T-shirt on her upper body. Her red hair was as hot as a fire, and she was holding an ID in her hand.

Liaison Zhao Qingshan

Knights Alliance Demon Elimination Special Operations Committee

It has Zhao Qingshan's psychic brand imprinted on it.

My senior sister couldn't speak under the heavy pressure. This was the first time she was suppressed to such an extent that she couldn't even move her fingers.

Suddenly, a fluffy red tail swung from behind the woman.

She squatted down and hugged her knees, looking at my senior sister who was kneeling on the ground like a child, with her fluffy tail dangling behind her: "You are quite beautiful, I wondered, who stipulated that the most powerful in the cultivation world Does everyone have to be beautiful?"

Of course, the woman's looks are not bad, and she still makes people's hearts shake when she dresses like this homeless man with a virtuous smile.

But my senior sister never looks at the beauty, and my senior sister seldom even looks in the mirror, so the winking eyes of the demon fox are equivalent to throwing it at a blind man. My senior sister stared at the liaison officer certificate on the ground, swallowed by overwhelming shame.

At that time, my senior sister's posture on the ground was a bit like the posture she had when she was one year old.

After Yaohu lost interest in her, she kicked the liaison officer's ID card to my senior sister's knee, and swayed her big furry tail three steps over my senior sister.

Shoujie unsheathed.

My senior sister knelt on the ground, her spiritual power pulled her sword like a spider's thread.

Even if she has only one spiritual thread left to move, she can draw her sword, and——

The demon fox tilted her head, and the flamboyant Shou Jie flew over her shoulder and slammed into the opposite stone wall heavily.

It was a very long stone wall, engraved with the long war of the human race against the dark rule of the monster race.

A bunch of red hair fell to the ground.

Yaohu: Ah, if I had known, I would have slanted that way and asked you to cut my bangs.

She is humiliating my senior sister.

My senior sister suddenly disappeared from where she was.

At that moment, Shou Jie returned to the hands of the senior sister, and the demon fox suddenly disappeared. The senior sister stood at the place where the demon fox disappeared, with a deep expression on her face.

My senior sister's sword flew over the demon fox. When the demon fox was slightly distracted and turned her head to dodge, my senior sister used the demon power pressing on her to loosen the moment. She pulled out the real sword stab in less than a millisecond. To the demon fox.

My senior sister is a true swordsman. When using a sword, she doesn't care whether the material of the sword is sharp or not, but cares about the irresistible sharpness of the sword.

The sword spirit who guards the commandment sword was a sword idiot before his death, and his sword skills are unparalleled. He once cut through the storm and pierced the poisonous fog formation. There is nothing he can't cut. Consciousness and will will be directly killed by this sword intent, and there is no need to really draw the sword.

But Jian Chi's sword was a rusty, twisted sword with a tattered edge, as if it would break apart at any moment.

He chose my senior sister, because my senior sister has the purest sword intent in the world. When she was about to draw the real sword, all she could see was the person she wanted to kill.

When she pulls out the real sword, she burns all her strength, turning the whole body's psionic energy and unparalleled killing intent into the sharpest sword, even the Nascent Soul God will be severely injured by her.

All it takes is a sword.

But my senior sister cut through the air, and Yaohu ran away immediately, and did not receive her strongest sword head-on.

At that time, the commandment sword escaped from the stone wall and returned to the palm of the senior sister. The senior sister stood at the place where the fox escaped, and the ripples of the demon energy left by the fox when it escaped faintly radiated in the air.

To chase, or not to chase.

My senior sister couldn't use that sword again in a short time, she calmed down the furious psionic storm in her internal organs, and turned her head quietly.

The sword spirit said: "Your sword intent is not pure enough, you just cut it out because of shame, otherwise we can leave the demon fox here."

My senior sister didn't answer the sword spirit. Her shame lies in her own negligence. She knew that the demon fox was here, and she should have drawn out her sword to take precautions when she landed, but she was still held down by the demon fox and knelt on the ground.

There were two deep pits on the concrete floor. My senior sister stepped over the pits and picked up the liaison officer's ID on the ground.

This is the Xialuoshan Cultivation Office. There is no one in the compound. A gust of wind blows by, and the stone wall collapses. Behind the stone wall, Zhao Qingshan is tied up with immortal ropes, and he is very blind. With a whole steamed bun stuffed in his mouth, his eyes are wide You have to be round.

Before the senior sister could reach Zhao Qingshan's eyes, there was a crisp click from under her feet.

The demon fox's laughter suddenly came from the private channel.

"Your liaison officer is behind the stone wall. I planted a hundred spar bombs around him. Did you hear a click? Yes, stand still, be careful, bang——Xialuoshan tourists I can watch the fireworks."

The demon fox's laughter was like two slaps, it made my senior sister's face extremely gloomy.

After cutting off the communication, the senior sister closed her eyes, and the psychic energy crawled into the ground like silk, spread out, and her brows twitched fiercely.

What the fox said was true.Yaohu planted one hundred and eight spar bombs and drew three concentric circles around Zhao Qingshan, and she happened to step on the second circle.

Zhao Qingshan swallowed the steamed bun with difficulty and cast a look for help to the senior sister. The senior sister said: "I have no strength. You try to eat that steamed bun. I will give you the terminal. Contact the committee and send the bomb disposal team over."

Yaohu laughed softly in the communication: "It's fine if you run away and blow up here, you are a Golden Core cultivator, this kind of explosion will only hurt you."

"I'm not a demon." The senior sister blocked Zhao Qingshan's communication, and the voice of the demon fox finally stopped.

"You were negligent twice today, are you in a bad mood?" Sword Spirit said.

The senior sister hesitated for a moment, then responded softly in her mind: "It's strange to say, I don't feel any killing intent."

My senior sister really believed in her own feelings. She was already standing on a spar bomb-bomb and still felt that the demon fox had no killing intent.But as a swordsman, my senior sister may have a different understanding of killing intent than ordinary people. My senior sister stepped on the bomb and stared at Zhao Qingshan, and finally my senior sister closed her eyes.

Zhao Qingshan's face was flushed from the suffocation, and he wriggled his oral muscles desperately, like a mouse biting furniture, gnawing off the steamed bun bit by bit.

When he bit off most of the steamed buns, he suddenly bit a hard object and made a click.

My senior sister opened her eyes: "Don't move."

Zhao Qingshan was drooling and tearing up with a steamed bun in his mouth.

No one thought how the demon fox would look like a pervert, and put a miniature spar bomb in the steamed bun.