What’s even weirder is that even though we come to ask for it every day, none of the twenty high-level monks in our entire pavilion can do anything about it.”

Hearing about the beggar rescuing people, Jiang Qinfeng had a guess in his mind, but Kou Yuanhua's sword spike was clearly on Brother Xie's body, so where did Kaihuang's sword spike come from?

"Take a look, is it this?" Jiang Qinfeng skillfully pulled off Xie Lingtan's sword tassel.

Tan Longzhong squinted his eyes to identify carefully, then shook his head to deny:

"Although they are very similar, they are different. I guess they are a pair of sword spikes."

Xie Lingtan immediately looked at Jiang Qinfeng:

"I think we are old friends and we must meet each other."

When Jiang Youlin saw them both walking out quickly, the smile on his face deepened, but if he looked carefully, he couldn't see anything behind his eyes.

"Uncle, let me tell you, uncle, it's been almost a month, and it's not a big deal for you to come and make trouble every day, right? How embarrassing has it made our Duobao Pavilion look like? We are willing to compensate you! Can we shake hands and say goodbye?"

The well-dressed monk squatted next to the beggar and begged. It was really an eye-catching scene.

Kou Yuanhua lay lavishly at the door of Duobao Pavilion, and the guests all walked around him with hurried expressions.

He squinted in the bright sunshine of Kaihuang, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long while, he spoke lazily:

"You have to let me go in and look for it."

The monk laughed angrily: "We have fought you for dozens of rounds. Open the barrier and let you in? Wouldn't it mean that Duobao Pavilion will be turned upside down, and the sun and the moon will be darkened?"

Kou Yuanhua was about to say more, but he noticed a familiar aura.

ice.

He sat up and looked over with interest.

The days go by so fast.

The little beggar brought out of the abyss actually grew into the ice and snow he is now.

"Long time no see, boy, do you still remember the bet I made with you? If you don't remember, you should run away quickly."

Jiang Qinfeng is not afraid of him:

"Of course I remember. The sword spike of the Immortal Lord is no longer here. According to your cultivation level, it should not be difficult to know, what is the profound meaning of such entanglement?"

Kou Yuanhua smiled: "When the time comes, you won't want to know."

After saying that, he suddenly frowned, his eyes sharpened, and he struck Xie Lingtan like a sword:

"You? Who are you? How can you smell it on your body?"

His voice was trembling, as if he was recalling something painful, and his expression was gloomy.

Xie Lingtan: "There are many inconveniences here, so I would like to ask seniors to move and take a closer look——"

Before he could finish speaking, Kou Yuanhua suddenly rushed in front of them, making it difficult for people to see his figure.

"This is... my sword spike?"

Jiang Qinfeng was afraid that he would hurt Xie Lingtan, so he stood between the two of them:

"Is there any mystery behind what we found in Linglong Pavilion?"

Kou Yuanhua took the sword spike, gently rubbed the dragon scale, and suddenly raised his head and said: "This dragon scale was cut off by Kou Yuanqing to protect me. It has been so many years... it has been so confusing, so many years..."

He suddenly smiled, vaguely revealing the unruly spirit of swordsmanship in the peach blossom fantasy:

"You are destined to be with us, maybe you can take a look at it for me."

Jiang Qinfeng: "Short-lived?"

"Xiao Feng! Get out of the way!" Jiang Youlin was shocked.

Kou Yuanhua recited the incantation lightly, and the dragon-scaled sword spikes were suspended in the air, emitting an unknown red light. With a whoosh, it flew into the sky and turned into a vortex of dark clouds that covered the sky. In the center of the vortex, there was darkness, wind and clouds rolling, and lightning.

There was a flash of thunder, and the faint roar of an angry dragon could be heard.

"Run! Run!"

"What kind of evildoer is causing trouble? Let me kill you if I don't!"

Six high-level sword cultivators flew out of the Duobao Pavilion with swords. Before they could get close to the whirlpool, they were knocked to the ground by giant thunder.

The vortex produced a huge attraction, and the bodies of Jiang Qinfeng and Xie Lingtan were absorbed and they were unable to exert any strength to resist.

"Xiao Feng! Xiao Feng!"

Jiang Youlin tried to save his younger brother, but was knocked down by a thunder!

Jiang Qinfeng couldn't shake off this strange attraction, so he had to warn him hoarsely:

"Don't come here! It's too dangerous! Ayou, be obedient! Be obedient."

Jiang Youlin flew up again and again, and was knocked to the ground again and again, repeating this process again and again.

"No...don't!"

He barely held up his body. He hated it so much. Why, why, the person who accompanied his brother every time was not him? Why had he paid such a high price, with his hands full of blood, and his crimes were heinous, but he still got nothing?

"You want to go too? Even if you risk your life?" Kou Yuanhua stood beside him and asked suddenly.

Jiang Youlin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and nodded silently, with a fierce light in his eyes.

Fairy Lord Langyu said: "Then let's go together."

When all three of them entered the Trapped Dragon Prison, Kou Yuanhua wanted to leave this mess and walk away.

"stop."

Kou Yuanhua turned around and finally showed a fairly serious expression.

"Master Master, what the wind, you came out too."

Chai Jingyan didn't look too good either. His usually spotless white robe was stained with a lot of black mucus, which was weird and tight. Only experienced and well-informed monks would know what it was.

Kou Yuanhua: "You came from the abyss? I think you know that too."

"Well, I know."

At this time, Chai Jingyan's expression looked slightly tired, like a traveler who was tired of traveling and saying a boring hello to another traveler on the road.

If that's the truth, it's really boring.

"The spiritual energy released from the body of the devil can cure the turbidity of spiritual objects... In recent years, for the sake of the overall situation, I have been doing things that I can't do."

The old demon lord Yuan Qifeng, as if he had eaten the soul of mlya0, ignored the objections of his subordinates and frantically researched the demonic poison. This is the truth behind it.

Kou Yuanhua didn't know how to describe his current mood. The shock, panic and horror he felt when he learned about this back then were like the furious waves on the Netherworld Sea. He wished he could stir up the absurd world.

Chai Jingyan's face was calm, and he must have made final considerations.

Just like him and Short Life who were ordered to destroy the demon back then.

Kou Yuanhua: "What are you going to do?"

"Let nature take its course."

Kou Yuanhua looked at him, his white teeth standing out on his dirty face:

"Don't lie to me, just let nature take its course. You shouldn't be here now."

Chai Jingyan looked up at the entrance of the whirlpool where the Dragon Prisoner was trapped, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
Chapter completed!