"My name is Zhu Shiquan. I think I like you very much."
Zhu Shiquan's face was flushed, and the girl opposite also had a blush on his face. Did he feel the same way?
In moments of anxiety and heart rhythm disorder.
Liao Yuanyuan was even more messy. The body of his junior brother Liao Xingchen was still beside him, and the tears on his face were still flowing. Why did he suddenly become interested in a young boy? !
And, he felt the same way.
It's impossible for love to fall from the sky. There must be something weird about that thief cat, and it will lose its effect after a while. This kind of magic is too low-level.
Liao Yuanyuan's heart skipped a beat, and she said firmly with a straight face,
"I reject."
Zhu Shiquan seemed stunned by lightning. He didn't have the dignity of being a brother at all, and he only asked why.
Under other circumstances, he would have turned around and left. The most indispensable thing in the world is beautiful women, but this time, if he was too unwilling to leave, he would definitely die of a broken heart.
Seeing Zhu Shiquan's heartbroken expression, Liao Yuanyuan could feel the same sharp pain in his heart.
It must be crushed by the strength of the seventh level of foundation building, just survive the effect.
"I am a foundation-building monk, and you are a Qi-training monk. We are not equal in talent. How can you match me?"
"But you are in the lower realm. This is a mortal world with mortal rules. Don't use your monk's arrogance to pressure me. I won't accept this."
Zhu Shiquan patted his heart,
"I like you right here. If I don't tell you, I will feel so uncomfortable that I will die."
He took a step forward, and Liao Yuanyuan took half a step back in panic.
It's a shame to be forced to retreat by something like this! It’s all just magic effects, it’s really irritating!
Liao Yuanyuan, who came to his senses in seconds, was filled with anger and slapped Zhu Shiquan ten miles away. Trees were broken and animals were injured along the way. He only stopped after hitting hard rocks, otherwise he would not know how far he would have flown.
"It only uses three levels of strength, what a terrifying technique," Liao Yuanyuan looked at the trembling palms and gritted his teeth.
"This is the strength of the seventh level of foundation building. If I go to Zhu Dahua alone, there is absolutely no way I can seek justice for Xingchen."
The grief overwhelmed the restlessness in his heart, and two strong emotions were fighting in his body. Liao Yuanyuan took out the wine gourd to refresh himself, but the gourd was light - the thief cat drank it all - and all the veins appeared on his hands.
A flash of light flashed around Liao Xingchen, and the body disappeared on the spot.
"Then the bitch saw it, so she wouldn't chase after her. That slap was too terrible. If I got hit by it, I would die on the spot in front of her."
A certain Xiu Zhijiu lifted Liao Xingchen's body and dragged it into the coffin.
"Damn, it's really heavy. It's much heavier than other monks. Brother Qi can help me."
Demonic Cultivator No. 7 put away the lenses, lifted Liao Xingchen's legs, and the two of them worked together to put Liao Xingchen's body into the coffin.
The lid didn't even close, and the two of them fell to the ground, gasping for air.
"My little heart. If the disciples hadn't been separated by the monks, I, an elder, would never be able to do this kind of tiring work."
"Lao Jiu, I beg you to change your impulsive nature."
The Seventh Demonic Cultivator stood up and smashed the coffin board down. The formation lines were bright, blocking out the aura and hiding his position.
Seeing that he was alive, Mo Xiuzhijiu stood up, patted the ashes, and said,
"I finally got the opportunity, and I risked my life not to miss it. This foundation-building monk will definitely make our two brothers famous in the devil world."
As if he was at the peak moment of becoming famous, a certain cultivator laughed "Ah ha ha ha".
The seventh demon cultivator has a low voice and a gloomy expression.
"Nine brothers, seven fell into the hands of Zhu Dahua. I should have been the one who went to Yuan's house that day."
"Brother Qi, stop talking. Isn't Zhu Shiquan Zhu Dahua's brother? Let's go see if he is dead. If not, we can avenge his brothers."
"good!"
"Um."
"Lao Jiu, you don't have to pretend to be a woman in front of me. We are communicating with colleagues."
Demon Cultivator No. 9 looked behind No. 7 in horror, "Chasing. Chasing."
"The remnants of the Blood Fiend Sect, who were expelled from the sect by my aunt, still dare to show up. It just so happens that my aunt is very angry."
Liao Yuanyuan approached step by step, and there was a fierce conflict of emotions inside.
Probably, Zhu Shiquan will pay more attention to the last hit. It's too scary. The spell hasn't disappeared yet. How can I take revenge? !
"Lao Jiu, your tongue is tied. It's hard to speak clearly."
Mo Xiu Zhi Qi laughed as he spoke, without turning around. He held a bright stone in his hands, his expression cautious and calm.
Not far behind him, Liao Yuanyuan raised his arm, and his giant sword cast a large shadow.
The slope of the beast's den bursts with white light.
The two demon cultivators abandoned the coffin and fled for their lives.
"Xingchen, they went to kill Zhu Shiquan. I fell under Zhu Dahua's evil spell. I had to save him."
The legendary Qiongqi did not have this ability, but the cat next to Zhu Dahua did. It must have been done by Zhu Dahua. She had to go on an evil path to develop evil spells.
How to get rid of this heart-breaking state, a half-year-old boy, my aunt is a foundation-building monk!
With a wave of the giant sword, the beast's cave collapsed, and Liao Xingchen's coffin was buried in the soil.
Na Jie can pretend, but it would be strange to see Zhu Shiquan and Liao Xingchen with him.
Zhu Dahua, my aunt is released from the status and will be the first to kill you!
Haha, haha, if you find Zhu Shiquan, you might find Zhu Dahua, yes, that's true. Liao Yuanyuan thought this way and felt much more at ease.
The duo of demon cultivators threw away their legs and ran away frantically.
The teleportation is only twenty miles, it is absolutely lethal to mortals, but useless to monks. He runs wildly as soon as he lands, like a man like the wind.
"Brother Seven, what should we do? Where is Boss Qiongqi? We will be killed by the crazy woman?!"
"If you get into serious trouble, you want me to solve it. You think through it before you do something, and it doesn't matter."
"I know, what should I do? I don't want to die yet, eh eh eh"
"Run to the city!"
With the magic walking talisman on his leg, he entered the city in a hurry.
Liao Yuanyuan stood in front of Zhu Shiquan. Zhu Shiquan, who had been beaten away, was hanging on a tree and had fainted.
Zhu Shiquan's face looked miserable, the scratches on the branches were healing, and the blood hanging from the corner of his mouth was dazzling.
After only three levels of palm power, he was beaten to this level of virtue, and the qi-training monk was extremely weak.
Disgusting is really disgusting, but.
Liao Yuanyuan stretched out her right hand, but her right arm was held down by her left hand. She told herself,
"Yuanyuan, you are a foundation-building monk, you cannot take advantage of others' danger."
"However, there are demonic cultivators outside, and it goes against the moral principles of the Air Sect without saving them."
So, Zhu Shiquan was taken to the Imperial Prefecture where Zhu Shicheng was located. He only knew this place of the Zhu family.
Lying on Liao Yuanyuan's back, Zhu Shiquan felt happy. This must be love, it couldn't be wrong.
If he knew where Liao Yuanyuan was going, he would definitely not pretend to be faint.
The duo of demon cultivators were frightened. Although they were hiding outside the high wall of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, they were still very scared.
"That crazy woman doesn't seem to be following." After the Seventh Break of Demonic Cultivation, he looked around and said this.
Mo Xiuzhijiu had no intention of looking back at all. When he heard that no one was following him, he immediately remembered Liao Xingchen's body and turned around to walk back.
"It's safe. Let's go back and see if the body is still in its original position."
Then he was violently scolded by Demonic Cultivator No. 7.
"We must first find Master Qiongqi, then restore the sect, and then collect the immortal corpses for formation.
The meal must be eaten in one bite. We can't defeat the foundation-building monks now. The group at Juntai is fierce and numerous, so we should stay away. "
"I think Master Qiongqi will be at Juntai."
"You think it's bullshit, you still have to rely on me to find Master Qiongqi." Demonic Cultivator No. 7 thought hard for a while and said,
"As the saying goes: Immortals and demons do not coexist. We can find Master Qiongqi by walking in the opposite direction."
The Ninth Demonic Cultivator quickly followed him,
"Brother Qi, you are right."
The duo of demon cultivators happily headed to the palace. Bai Xiaomei was riding on the wall holding a bun in her mouth, wondering, "Qiongqi?"
Before they had gone far, a monk carrying a giant sword appeared at the entrance of the street, almost scaring the two of them out of their wits.
Shrink the ground into an inch, and only take one step for fifty miles.
Liao Yuanyuan would not let them run away again, so he swung his sword when they met, and the sword force leveled the high wall of the Imperial Prefect's Mansion.
"Run!"
The voice of the Seventh Demonic Cultivator was drowned in the sword energy.
"Brother Seven!"
The lens flew out, but the thin stone fragment was not damaged at all. Demon Cultivator No. 9 grabbed the relic, turned around and ran for his life, shedding a string of tears.
Zhu Shiquan also saw the lens and woke up on the spot.
"That's my thing, don't run away." Then he was carried to the ground and sat down.
Facing Liao Yuanyuan's cold face, Zhu Shiquan smiled brightly and asked,
"Fellow Taoist, what do you call me?"
At this time, a son's voice came, and Zhu Shiquan froze as if he were in an icy water waterfall.
Zhu Shicheng stepped out and glanced at the wall.
"Liao Yuanyuan, I've treated you well. Are you trying to tear down the walls of my home now?" Fortunately, Bai Xiaomei is fine. Oh, why are you stupid brother willing to come?
Although I was unhappy to see Zhu Shicheng, the name "Liao Yuanyuan" was really nice.
Liao Yuanyuan saw Zhu Shiquan's silly smile, suppressed the upward curve of the corners of his mouth, and said coldly,
"Fellow Daoist Zhu, there is evil in your house. I am eager to get rid of the evil. I did not see the wall. It was my mistake. Please tell me how much compensation you need."
Zhu Shiquan jumped up, his eyes glued to Liao Yuanyuan's face.
"He has money. It's just a wall. It's fine. There's no need to compensate him."
Zhu Shicheng was very angry at the behavior of the stupid brother seller, but didn't Liao Yuanyuan and Liao Xingchen go to find Zhu Dahua? Why did Liao Yuanyuan come back with Liao Xingchen's sword?
"What's wrong with Senior Brother Xingchen?"
Liao Yuanyuan asked, feeling as if he had been struck by a sword.
"He died. Zhu Dahua raised Qiongqi, but you didn't tell us."
"I don't know about this either. Fellow Taoist, aren't you here to seek revenge on my two brothers?"
If I fight, I really can't beat him, it's very nerve-wracking.
Zhu Shiquan jumped up again,
"Yuanyuan won't kill me, but you may not."
Zhu Shicheng glanced at him, and Zhu Shiquan became silent.
Liao Yuen Yuen Road,
"Qiongqi killed Xingchen, so the debt should be settled this way. Zhu Shiquan was injured. I sent him home, but he has already arrived, so I said goodbye without sending him off."
"Yuanyuan, sit down for a while. I asked Zhu Dahua to come see you. She has listened to me."
Zhu Shicheng coughed and asked Zhu Shiquan,
"How did you get injured?"
Liao Yuanyuan had disappeared, and the feeling above was much reduced. When Zhu Shiquan heard the question, he had no face to answer. He looked up at the sky and strode past Zhu Shicheng.
"Well, the weather is really nice today." He tried to get away with it.
Bai Xiaomei was frightened away by the sword energy and hid in the backyard of Guoshifu, chewing Ganoderma lucidum. She shivered when she saw the cabinet move.
He picked up the long sword, stabbed him nine times, and smashed the cabinet into a sieve.
Demon Xiuzhi broke out of the cabinet and came out.
"Grandma Zhuji, don't kill me. There's no point in killing me. Let's go find Master Qiongqi, eh eh eh."
"You've seen Qiongqi, tell me about it."
The long sword was placed on Zhijiu's neck, not as if he wanted to listen to a story.
He has the smell of blood, he is a fellow Taoist!
The ninth demon cultivator was about to stand up and look at Bai Xiaomei's face, "Fellow Taoist, I am also a demon cultivator."
"Who is your Taoist friend? Zhu Shicheng is a monk, and I am also a monk. If you fall into my hands, I will hand you over immediately."
"What, what's your relationship? He will support you?"
Since Bai Xiaomei's resurrection, she has been imprisoned in the Imperial Master's Mansion and fed on heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Her cultivation level has returned to the ninth level of qi training, and her skills are comparable to those of foundation building. It is easy to kill the ninth level of demon cultivator.
But there is no communication, and most of them secretly ask for snacks and tea. If the ninth question of Demonic Cultivation is asked, then there must be an answer.
"I have no idea."
Demonic Cultivator No. 9 seized the opportunity and said loudly,
"Girl, you must be the demon cultivator of the sacrificial vessel raised by the monks. If you don't believe it, let me ask you, does Zhu Shicheng give you a lot of tonics every day?"
"Except for the treasures of heaven and earth, I have never eaten anything else." Bai Xiaomei felt very aggrieved. The only person who cared about her feelings was actually a demon cultivator.
If nothing else, put down the sword first. The Ninth Demonic Cultivator often exhales, asks probing questions and turns around to see a beautiful person.
Bai Xiaomei is already a completely adult body, and her eyes are pure and untainted by worldly things.
Mo Xiu Zhijiu took a deep breath, and then breathed it out reluctantly when his stomach hurt.
Bai Xiaomei pointed at her fingers, filled the room with a smile, and said,
"I don't think Zhu Shicheng is a bad person. The servants all say that I am a child bride.
You don't have to say bad things about him in front of me, I won't listen unless he tells me in person. "
"You have no chance. Immortals and demons cannot coexist. My seventh brother told me. He was killed by a monk just now. I don't know why Zhu Shi raised you, but he will never marry you. You are so beautiful. God knows those evil minds. What will the monks do to you?"
Maybe we are in the same boat.
Xu Shi witnessed it together, which was too shocking.
Bai Xiaomei felt a little shaken in her heart and was very hesitant about the future. There is really nothing to do with Zhu Shicheng. Sometimes I want to just run away from home, say what the child bride said, and test this evil practice.
"Hey, what's your name, and where do you plan to go?"
"Jiu Zhi, I'll go to the palace to find Master Qiongqi." Mo Xiu Zhi Jiu stood up immediately, his sadness still lingering, and there were already stars in his eyes.
That is a firm Taoist heart, which is the foundation of a monk on the first path of cultivation, and is second only to talent.
Bai Xiaomei was infected,
"I originally wanted to make a career in the world, but I'm not in a hurry. I'll also go to the palace to see what Qiongqi looks like."
"It's Master Qiongqi."
"It's just an evil beast."
It didn't make sense, so Demon Cultivator No. 9 simply didn't say anything and thought of it, "It's okay for you to go. What will Zhu Shicheng do if he comes to find you?"
Questioning Bai Xiaomei's anger, she slapped the long sword on the table, and Jiu Zhi was startled.
Bai Xiaomei wrote lightly,
"He only cares about the one named Zhu Dahua. I will go out for a few days. When I come back, he will definitely not know that I have been out."
"Why are you coming back? What you need is freedom. Let me tell you, strength is the most important thing. Without strength, you are just a rat crossing the street."
Demonic Cultivator No. 9 saw a possibility, and Bai Xiaomei would definitely be able to do it!
The two of them slipped out of the Imperial Master's Mansion, with Moxiu Zhijiu leading the way in a hurry.
Bai Xiaomei, who was wearing a bamboo hat, was very excited and extremely curious about the things along the street. If Zhijiu hadn't been running very fast, she would definitely have looked at and touched them one by one.
Zhu Shicheng spoke endlessly about Zhu Shiquan's teachings, hoping that Zhu Shiquan would be inspired by him.
Don't ask any questions, concentrate on cultivation, ascend together and return to the clan together, so much so that the emperor waited in the palace for a long time and didn't even wait for him.
Bai Xiaomei followed Mo Xiu No. 9 and appeared at the place where Emperor Luanjia passed by.
This is love meow~. Ah, how to arrange them so that they can be fully displayed and still be smooth and easy, it’s so nerve-wracking.
