Gu Qingxi ate slowly, but had no intention of stopping.
After finally finishing the last small wonton, Gu Qingxi put down her chopsticks with satisfaction. It’s been a long time since I’ve had such a comfortable meal.
In the last days, when supplies are scarce, it would be nice to have enough to eat, and nothing else is extravagant. As for such original ingredients, not to mention snacks with rich soup.
Gu Qingxi paid the money and got up to buy a horse in this town before heading to Tianqing Mountain.
After leaving the city where the Gu family was located, Ancestor Wanling finished what he had not said before. He wanted Gu Qingxi to help her go to a place to pick up something. It was the paradise before his death, and he left many good things there.
Gu Qingxi agreed immediately. Although she could get out of trouble in the Gu family without the help of the Wanling Ancestor, the Wanling Ancestor did help her, and she naturally has to accept this kindness.
After Gu Qingxi agreed, Wanling Ancestor didn't react for a long time. This little devil actually agreed so simply. He thought he would spend a lot of time talking.
"If you help me, I will put an end to this cause and effect." Gu Qingxi had just finished a comfortable breakfast and was in a good mood as she explained.
When Patriarch Wanling heard this, the big stone in his heart temporarily fell. Although he had not been in contact with this little devil for a short time, he had an intuition that this little devil would not go back on his promise.
Gu Qingxi asked the owner of the food stall where he could buy horses in this town, and the owner gave the answer. Things like horses are not sold in their town. Only the Li family, the most prosperous family in town, has horses. You can go to their house and ask if you can sell her one.
After Gu Qingxi thanked him, he prepared to enter the town.
However, at this moment, the customers and the boss at the stall screamed.
Gu Qingxi also felt a strange sound above her head.
When she looked up, she saw a scene that shocked her.
There are two people flying towards here with swords in the sky!
This was the first time for Gu Qingxi to see a real flying sword!
The two stepped on the flying swords at extremely fast speeds, making a sharp whistling sound in the air, and the momentum was overwhelming.
The person flying in front was thin, with sunken cheeks, pale face, blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and a panicked expression.
Flying behind was a young man. He was handsome, with a frown and a cold expression.
The flying sword at this man's feet seemed to be much larger than the flying sword of the man in front.
"Run away! He is an evil cultivator!" The young and handsome man shouted anxiously at the people on the ground. He was strangling the evil cultivator in front of him, but he didn't expect that the evil cultivator's methods were cunning and he accidentally escaped.
After hearing this, the people in the stall ran around screaming.
Evil cultivation means death to mortals, and it is the cruelest way to die.
How could they not be afraid and not run away?
When the young and handsome monk saw this evil cultivator trying to fly towards a mortal, he knew what he was planning!
He wanted to take these mortals hostage to threaten him and then escape.
hateful!
The evil cultivator walked straight towards Gu Qingxi, and he was ecstatic in his heart: God is really helping me! The position of this weak mortal was just right. Moreover, this mortal is very beautiful! After using this mortal to get rid of the annoying sword cultivator behind him, he can still enjoy a happy life.
The evil cultivator thought very beautifully. In the blink of an eye, he had landed in front of Gu Qingxi, his hand had reached out to Gu Qingxi, and the joy of success rose in his eyes.
"Girl, run away!" The young and handsome monk shouted anxiously. He did not dare to slash out with his sword at this moment, for fear of hurting the fragile little girl.
"Ah ah ah, run quickly, girl, this is really an evil cultivator. Although he was seriously injured, he is still a foundation-building cultivator." Ancestor Wan Ling howled like a pig.
What kind of luck does he have?
No, what kind of luck does this little girl have? Why do bad things always happen to her?
She always encounters injured people with higher cultivation level than her...
Eh?
etc.
In a situation like this last time, the little girl blew up that elder and I wonder if there is still any scum left. This time...
Ancestor Wan Ling had a guess in his mind. Is this evil cultivator going to be even worse?
So what is he worried about?
Sure enough, the next moment, a stack of talismans appeared in Gu Qingxi's hand.
After Gu Qingxi scattered these talismans, they seemed to be alive, dancing and surrounding the evil cultivator.
Gu Qingxi also quickly retreated at this time. She didn't want to be blown up to the sky by her magic talisman, let alone stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.
When the young and handsome monk saw this scene, surprise and shock flashed in his eyes.
So it turns out that this girl is not an ordinary person? And this hand talisman technique is actually so proficient.
When the evil cultivator faced so many spiritual talismans in front of him, he was shocked at first, thinking that this woman was not a mortal?
However, he quickly laughed evilly and did not take these talismans seriously at all, because he did not notice that the woman only had weak spiritual power fluctuations, which proved that the female cultivator was extremely weak. This little spiritual talisman, Vulnerable.
So he drew his sword and chopped down these talismans.
However, the next moment, all these talismans exploded.
The few people who had not fled far in the stall were so shocked that they almost sat down on the ground. After they heard the deafening sound, some people were screaming.
It was the evil cultivator who was screaming.
The young and handsome monk held a giant sword in his hand and stared blankly at the scene in front of him.
Did he think that this weak little girl could be so powerful?
The evil cultivator was lying on the ground howling miserably, his whole body was dark, one hand and one foot were bent in a strange arc, it was obvious that his hands and feet had been blown off.
Gu Qingxi raised her head and looked at the monk holding the sword in front of her, with curiosity in her eyes.
That's what Flying with a Sword is like.
There were scenes in the memories that she had seen in TV dramas in her previous life, but it was the first time she had seen it in reality. The real flying with a sword was even more oppressive.
"This man is a sword cultivator. But this guy's sword is interesting. I have never seen a sword cultivator use such a big sword." Ancestor Wan Ling made a speech.
The huge sword held by this monk was really big, almost as big as the sword cultivator.
"Girl, are you okay?" The sword cultivator came forward and asked worriedly with a frown.
"I'm fine." Gu Qingxi shook her head gently. At this moment, she had time to carefully look at the sword cultivator in front of her.
The sword cultivator in front of him was wearing blue and white clothes. He had a tall and tall figure, a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, a tall nose, and well-defined lips. Duan has a good appearance.
As he spoke, the evil cultivator with his back to the sword cultivator suddenly sat up and swung the sword in his hand with the sword in his hand, slashing at the sword cultivator's back, trying to sneak attack him.
Gu Qingxi frowned and was about to take action when the young sword cultivator seemed to have noticed it. He turned around and slashed at the evil cultivator with his sword.
