Sword Qi Hengqiu

When Ling Rangjin came back, he brought one person with him, and when he left, he dragged his family with him and brought a bunch of them with him.After he investigated Qiu Changtian, he felt a little attractive.Both Xianmeng and Mianyuegu's spies said that this person has been a hero for many years, and his realm is unfathomable. Although he doesn't know what realm it is, he rarely misses.

As for why he was stunned by poison, it can only be explained that the old horse sometimes stumbles.Or some other secret.

At first, Ling Rangjin was worried that someone in the Xianmeng was playing tricks and put him here, but his younger brother went to check it himself, and found that Qiu Changtian was really passing by, and he was indeed going to the Xianmeng.

If he really admired Ling Rangjin, then accepting him as a subordinate would be of great help in finding out the traitor and suppressing the Desolate Sect.

When he was still thinking about how to bring people under his command calmly, when he looked up, Qiu Changtian was already standing in front of him with a smile on his hands, holding that kind of orange fat cat.

Ling Rangjin: "..."

It can be seen that he really wants to join the Xianmeng. If he had come earlier for a stick of incense, Ling Rangjin's face would not have been washed yet.

Then after Feng Qiongye had packed up, the group of people went to Sichuan and Shu with their swords in a mighty way.

Bu Fanshuang looked at Feng Qiongye, who was lying on the pile of iron-eating beasts rubbing the fur of those black and white bears with a happy face, and seriously thought about severing the relationship between master and apprentice. The appearance is really a bit embarrassing.

The Iron-eating Beast King who was standing not far from them was very moved: "It's been so many years, except for Chi You, there are few immortals who like us. I'll go and ask if there is any Xiong who is willing to go with Master Shaogu."

Ling Rang smiled and said, "Don't force it, it must be voluntary."

"Don't worry, Immortal Venerable, being able to go to the Immortal League is a blessing we have cultivated. When the time comes, I will call all those who are willing to go, and Master Shaogu will choose by himself."

Feng Qiongye sucked the panda into a trance: "I, what am I capable of, and I can choose pandas by myself... Mom, I am developed!"

Bu Fanshuang opened the fan expressionlessly, and fanned himself. Wen Li on one side looked back and almost blinded his cat's eyes: "Your fan is similar to Xianzun's Drunken Flower Yin. We still have this on the mountain." Is it a thing?"

"Imitation models." Bu Fanshuang said, "It's all over the street, I bought them now, and made a complete set for acting. Since Qiu Changtian admires Ling Rangjin, there must be something to imitate him."

"..." Wen Li stretched his waist, his sharp teeth gleaming in the sun, "Just as long as you are happy."

Just as he was talking about a panda transforming himself into a big man with five big and three thick heads, Ling Rangjin, who was about to touch his head with a smile, kept a polite but fake smile on his face, moved his wrist in the air, and went straight to another animal-shaped panda Go away.

Immortal Venerable's favoritism was impeccable, and the bearer in charge didn't notice it, only the two demon cultivators who watched coldly saw it clearly.

"Wow." Wen Li sneered, "It's really a beast-shaped bosom, and a human-shaped one kicks out."

"The only person who can get close to him is you and me." Bu Fanshuang saw that Feng Qiongye had already chosen the panda, turned around and left, and didn't want to stay for a moment, "And vice versa—ah cut—what's the smell? "

Mozun smelled a scent from his nose, which made him sneezed immediately.Ling Rangjin, who was on the side, turned around and smiled at him when he heard it: "A few years ago, a Taoist friend traveled across the ocean with the emperor of the world, and brought back something called pepper, which can dispel dampness and prevent moisture. Sichuan and Sichuan have a lot of fog, so Plant it first. Now people in Sichuan like to put some when cooking.”

"Your side was introduced a long time earlier than our side." Feng Qiongye interjected, "We—"

Ling Rang smiled and said, "Brother Qiu, do you want to try?"

Feng Qiongye was interrupted by Ling Rangjin, knowing that she had made a slip of the tongue, she hurriedly nodded accordingly.But he heard that Qiu Changtian sneezed several times again, and waved his hand, indicating that there is no need.Seeing this, Ling Rangjin lowered his head and found a neatly stacked face towel that exuded the fragrance of saponin from the Qiankun bag and handed it to Qiu Changtian: "Take it to block it first, the smell is indeed a bit pungent. Since brother Qiu doesn't Get used to it, Qiongye, take the iron-eating beast you have chosen, and let's get out of here quickly."

Feng Qiongye nodded, and hurriedly let the giant panda that maintained the animal shape keep up, and the group fled Sichuan and Sichuan quickly. Before leaving, Feng Qiongye said with emotion: "If you can eat spicy food, Qiu Daoist, let's go eat hot pot Doba Shi .”

In order to maintain his image, Bu Fanshuang, who had been keeping a stern face, did not speak, and flew forward in silence, until he no longer had the pungent smell at the end of his nose, then he took off the mask, but he did not return it to Ling Rangjin, but put it on his clothes majestically. In the sleeve: "After washing it, return it to the immortal."

Ling Rang smiled and said, "You don't have to return it to me, Brother Qiu, just keep it if you don't mind it."

Not only was Qiu Changtian not angry when he was rejected, but he looked very happy and smiled: "Then I will take advantage of this."

Just as he was talking, Ling Rangjin suddenly heard a strange voice. He lowered his eyes and was still talking to Qiu Changtian, but his ears were pricked up. In an instant, he suddenly pushed Feng Qiongye behind , Ling Kong shook his wrist, and saw that the Drunken Flower Fan was suddenly unfolded by him, blocking several long-overdue spells impartially.

Those who came were all wearing masks, they couldn't tell the sect, they could only tell that they were demon cultivators.

Feng Qiongye wasn't as frightened as he was at the beginning, although he realized it a bit late, he reacted immediately and drew his sword to fight.Ling Rangjin looked into his eyes, feeling a little relieved in his heart.Just as he was about to bring his apprentices to a live teaching session, he suddenly felt someone attacking him from behind.

Before he had time to turn around, a sword light came across the sky and hit the attacker directly. The attacker let out a scream and fell straight down. Ling Rangjin glanced back in a hurry, the long wind blew his hair, and suddenly turned his head, From the gap in his hair, he saw a trace of magic energy shot out from the falling attacker's fingertips, shooting straight towards his dantian.

Ling Rang was about to move away, but saw that Qiu Changtian, the owner of Jianguang who had been picked up halfway, appeared in front of him in an instant, and took the blow abruptly.

Ling Rangjin: "..."

In fact, he can avoid it completely.

But Qiu Changtian's good intentions, Ling Rangjin couldn't let him down, so he hurriedly supported him: "How?"

Qiu Changtian's face was neither red nor white: "It's okay, the demon cultivator was injured by the immortal, and he has no strength. It seems to have given me a hammer... Be careful, the immortal—"

Just as he was talking about beating his back, Qiu Changtian slipped under his feet, and a flying sword flew out from under his feet, and he rushed straight at Ling Rangjin. Ling Rangjin immediately retreated, avoiding the embrace of the handsome young man in front of him, and closed his hand with a fan. When he got up, he held Qiu Changtian's arm weakly, which seemed to be supporting him, but the person concerned clearly felt that the fan was exerting force outward.

If Qiu Changtian went forward and wanted to hug someone, he would probably be pushed away directly.

Although Qiu Changtian didn't rush forward, his hand was still on the opponent's wrist.The moment he held it, Qiu Changtian was taken aback, but before he could do anything, the wrist in his hand withdrew.

"What's the matter, Fellow Daoist Qiu?" Ling Rangjin said with a smile, "Since nothing happened, why did you slip suddenly?"

"..." Qiu Changtian lowered his eyes, "I'm so proud of myself, please forgive me."

Ling Rangjin smiled naturally, felt his pulse, and found that the demon cultivator had indeed just hammered his back, so he was relieved, and turned his head to see that those demon cultivators came and walked quickly, whether they were slippery or not. Like a loach, it retreated immediately if the sneak attack failed, and ran faster than a rabbit. Looking around, although several people were injured, no one was captured.

"I guess I knew we were going back to Xianmeng to ambush them." Feng Qiongye clasped his hands behind his head, "I didn't intend to really succeed, and ran away after being harassed, what a rogue tactic."

"Then you have to be careful." Ling Rangjin said, "I don't know how many people like this will be there in the future. Let's go first, hurry up and take control of the sword, and we can go back in half a day."

"Decree." Feng Qiongye stood up straight and jumped forward, "Let's go."

Under the cover of the wide-sleeved robe, the devil who fell behind calmly twirled the fingers that touched Ling Rangjin's wrist, and the guardian cat on one side saw that the others were far away, so he taunted: "I heard that the lord is the only one who can One who is close to the body of an immortal?"

Bu Fanshuang, who had been slapped in the face, said nothing.

"That wave was arranged by the lord just now, right?" Wen Li sneered, "The one who cooperated with you in acting to beat the devil, is Zhuang Mo's grandson, right? I saw the birthmark on his neck when he flopped and fell."

Bu Fanshuang remained silent, Wen Li felt that something was wrong, and tried to stretch his neck to look at him: "What's the matter, my lord?"

Bu Fanshuang frowned suddenly: "Why is there still a trace of devilish energy in his body?"

Wen Li blinked: "Huh?"

"Just now I accidentally put on his wrist, and I sensed the devilish energy in his body." Bu Fanshuang looked at Ling Rangjin's back with a deep expression, "But he withdrew his hand too quickly, and I didn't touch it carefully, so I didn't dare to confirm it. "

"Probably not." Wen Li hesitated, "Xiao Yan is reliable in refining medicine. He said that there is no problem. The evil energy must be completely eliminated, and we can use a whole piece of Xuanqiu. Your lord , you are not good at this way, and it is a matter of one breath, so it is possible to feel wrong."

Bu Fanshuang raised his hand and looked at his fingertips deeply. He looked up again and saw Ling Rangjin who Wen Yan was talking to Feng Qiongye above the clouds seemed to be impressed. He looked back at him and smiled brightly at him.

Bu Fanshuang silently put down her finger, and didn't talk about the magic energy, but returned to the original topic: "If you think about it carefully, you will know that only I can get close to him."

He lowered his voice, his laughter was pleasant, but there was a hint of madness: "Who made me Qiu Changtian now?"

He went crazy for no reason and made Wenli's fur all over his body explode. He didn't dare to speak anymore, but he bent down and hugged Wenli, stroking Wenli's fur for a while. Wenli is one person under ten thousand in Gushan Above, besides Bu Fanshuang, he and Xia Weishuang were the biggest, but now he really huddled up, like a real cat, with his ears moving uneasily.

"Do you think it was that night..." Bu Fanshuang said a few words in a low voice, Wen Li listened carefully, but Bu Fanshuang stopped talking.

Wen Li lay in Bu Fanshuang's arms in fear, not daring to think about what touched the fragile nerves of the Lord and made him abnormal again.His lord was halfway through speaking, so he didn't dare to ask more, so he closed his mouth and eyes, and beat Liu Linfeng repeatedly in his heart to vent his anger.

Bu Fanshuang hugged the cat, thinking about something, walking forward with an inexplicable smile on her lips.

He kept walking towards Ling Rangjin.

The author has something to say: My aunt has a backache... I feel dizzy when writing, if there are any typos that I haven't checked out, please little angels help me catch the bugs, thank you very much _(:з」∠)_

Appeared!Mozun's weakness: Does not eat spicy food!

It is suggested that when Xianzun wants to attack Gushan, he finds [-] people from Sichuan and Shumen to block up at the gate of Gushan to eat hot pot.

Zhuang Mo: One of the four pavilion masters in Gushan Fenghuaxueyue, as I introduced before, is a chatterbox and likes to be a teacher.

Wen Li: Miserable

Liu Linfeng, who was innocently beaten in his heart: it was even worse

Only our hero who wears a book from heaven is very happy and can suck black and white bears

Please keep in mind: play a full set——