Heavenly practice

After many days, Shen Zhuo stepped on the flying sword again, but it was Long Xiang's flying sword. The cold wind blew his long ponytail. He smiled and boasted, "Not bad, it's quite stable."

"Ah."

Long Xiang responded and asked, "You did it?"

"Well, I guessed that Yin Zihong would use the spirit-gathering formation to warm and nourish Yi Qianhui's body, so I made some changes in the formation."

"Formation?"

Long Xiang frowned, "Will Elder Ming Xin see it when he returns?"

Shen Zhuo remained silent.

Long Xiang's heart tightened, "You don't plan to go back?"

"I originally thought so, but I changed my mind. If there is a chance, I will go to the Tianshi Pavilion and then decide my way forward."

"..."

After that, the two of them never spoke any more. About half an hour later, a group of people flew towards them not far behind.

Everyone took a closer look and found that the leader was a female elder from Luantianmen, or an acquaintance whom she met in Jinyang City that day. The female elder named Jing'an was followed closely by Bai Yuanhong. It was the folding fan that was photographed in Yibao Pavilion that day, and it was written in the mountains and rivers, inside and outside, suddenly like a fairy.

Shen Zhuo couldn't help boasting, "Compared to that day, you're not alone with this attitude, nephew, really don't you think about it?"

Long Xiang glanced at him lightly.

Shen Zhuo smiled, "If you don't want it, then don't, it's still hot."

"Since you're here, just wait."

After Jiang Li spoke, everyone could only wait with their swords on their hands.

"Elder Jing'an, it's early." Jiang Li greeted lazily.

Elder Jing'an kept his face on the ground as usual, and responded to Jiang Li nonchalantly, "Some things are delayed, let's go."

Jiang Li didn't bother to bother with her, so he turned around and continued on his way.

Suddenly Bai Yuanhong said, "Why are Mr. Shen and Mr. Long crowded on a flying sword?"

Ning Feiyue felt disgusted in her heart, "Brother Shen is too lazy to use the sword, can't you?"

Shen Zhuo replied directly, "I'm only able to refine qi, I don't know how to control a sword."

Bai Yuanhong looked apologetic, "I see, I was talking too much, but you are two men after all, is it a bit crowded?"

"It's a bit crowded. Why, Fairy Yuanhong is willing to lend a helping hand and take me for a ride?"

"If Mr. Shen doesn't dislike it."

Several people were taken aback, looking at those two people who were talking to each other, and finally they were going to go with Yu Yiqi?

Long Xiang's expression was impatient, and he was about to tell Shen Zhuo to ignore him, but he heard Shen Zhuo reply with a smile, "It's so disrespectful."

Even Xue Junmi was startled and surprised, let alone the others.

Shen Zhuo acted as if he didn't see it, and stretched out his hand to Bai Yuanhong, "Please trouble Miss Bai to give me a hand."

Hong Yue blushed, "The public, these two people..."

"Bah, shameless!"

Ning Feiyue cursed in a low voice, "She must be trying to harm Brother Shen, we'll watch from behind for a while."

Hong Yue nodded repeatedly.

Zhao Kongyuan sighed quietly, "I am such a handsome and handsome young man, am I blind or something..."

Bai Yuanhong actually stepped forward and stretched out his hand towards him, looking at him with a smile like a flower.

Shen Zhuo stretched out his hand, and suddenly noticed a cold gaze behind him, and Bai Yuanhong also raised his head to look somewhere behind him.

Shen Zhuo looked back, and met the cold gaze that Shang Ying Tianbai had cast while standing on the sword.

"What beautiful eyes."

Bai Yuanhong sighed quietly behind him, "It's as deep as the sea, it's really different."

Long Xiang was so close, a strange feeling crossed his mind when he heard these words, but seeing that Shen Zhuo's face was normal, he just frowned, watching Shen Zhuo stepping on the opponent's magic weapon, handsome men and beautiful women stood together, as beautiful as picture scroll.

"Spicy eyes."

Ning Feiyue suddenly uttered such a sentence, instantly soothing Long Xiang's uncomfortable heart.

Ignoring Ying Tianbai's gaze, Shen Zhuo stood behind Bai Yuanhong, but heard a soft voice whispering in his ear, "Mr. Shen, stand in front of me, or I won't even know you fell if you turn around."

Ning Feiyue rolled her eyes, she, Big Brother Shen, is the one who retired from the Demon King!

Shen Zhuo agreed, stood in front of her, and put an arm around his waist the next moment behind her.

"Mr. Shen, don't move. If you disturb my imperial weapon, I'm afraid we will all fall." Bai Yuanhong looked over his ear and looked at him.

Shen Zhuo looked at her side face and suddenly smiled, "I didn't realize the day before yesterday that Miss Bai is quite tall."

He was indeed tall, and he was already holding a man in his arms with one hand.

A chuckle came from next to his ear, and Bai Yuanhong's voice became much lower, "Mr. Shen is not used to being hugged like this?"

"It's just that I'm not used to being hugged by other people like this."

As soon as Shen Zhuo finished speaking, there was a wet and hot breath in his ear, he subconsciously avoided, and said lightly, "Miss Bai, you are too close."

"Why, who are you afraid of being jealous? Long Xiang? Or..."

"Miss Bai, you are too close."

"..."

The person behind was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, "You recognized me."

Shen Zhuo's face remained unchanged, "Although Bai Yuanhong took down this folding fan in the Yibao Pavilion, but I also slapped her in the face. She is so good-faced, she will not use this folding fan to remind people of what happened that day."

"Yeah, you are the one who knows her best, you know everyone, after all... they are all from you."

"..."

Shen Zhuo's pupils shrank sharply.

"I'm sweating."

The person behind reached out to wipe a drop of sweat from his neck, as if to press into his flesh and blood.

"So surprised?"

"..."

"I know a lot more than that bastard Baili Youxin. If you want, I can tell you slowly, hundreds of years, thousands of years, ten thousand years..."

"you……"

"Me what? I'm not supposed to show up?"

The deep voice behind him lingered in his ears like a ghost, "It's messed up, Shen Zhuo, everything was messed up a long time ago, the moment you appeared, everything was messed up."

Shen Zhuo finally couldn't help it, and wanted to turn around to ask, but the other party clasped his waist tightly, and he groaned.

"Don't move, I can't kill you yet, so don't force me to disable you."

"Do you have that ability?"

Shen Zhuo sneered, and the silver light flowed under his feet.

At the same time, Jiang Li in front suddenly received a sound transmission talisman from Luan Tianmen.

Jiang Li glanced suspiciously at Jing An who was beside him. The other party suddenly drew his sword and stabbed at him. He was startled, and immediately backed away.

An angry female voice sounded, "I'm already outside the city gate, where are you guys?"

Zhao Kongyuan was stunned, "Why do I sound like that woman's voice like Bai Yuanhong?"

"not good!"

Jiang Li immediately sacrificed a string of talismans to trap the ferocious Jing An, and shouted loudly, "They are fake!"

Before he finished shouting, the other disciples of Luan Tianmen also suddenly became violent, and they raised their hands at them in mid-air.

Ning Feiyue's expression froze, she pinched the sword in her hands, and the red silk under her feet suddenly grew longer, stretching straight to Zhao Kongyuan's body to block the sword of one person.

Zhao Kongyuan was so frightened that he was in a cold sweat, and before he had time to be surprised that his sweetheart was still taking care of him in danger, he quickly summoned a magic weapon to defend himself.

The fight between the two sides was difficult, and the two violent sword qi formed a cross and chopped several "Luan Tianmen" disciples horizontally.

Zhao Kongyuan looked up and found that it was Long Xiang and Xue Junmi who did it. He couldn't help being amazed, but after only a few months, Long Xiang and Xue Junmi were able to wield the Overbearing Sword Qi together!

"Oops, Big Brother Shen!"

Ning Feiyue yelled, and everyone's expressions changed. When they looked back, they saw the silver light flowing under Shen Zhuo's feet, and the scene of "Bai Yuanhong" biting his neck behind him.

"stop!"

Long Xiang shouted loudly, and the sword in his hand flew out, directly grabbing "Bai Yuanhong"'s head, but got stuck in mid-air one foot away.