Late at night, the candlelight is bright.

Chu Ci pushed the door and saw Li Jiangliu sitting in the center, playing with a coconut-sized boy's head in his hand. It was the Feitouman released by Cui Dongcheng.

"Oh, it seems that if I am missing, Brother Li will be able to do it myself." Chu Ci breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that when he came back, he saw Li Jiangliu's face was being ruined. Looking at it now, he felt like he was ruining others.

When Li Jiangliu saw A Qing and Zi Xuan coming in, he flipped his palm and put away Fei Tou Man, and asked with a smile: "You killed the Nanyang people?"

"You know?"

Li Jiangliu said frankly: "Of course I know that it was Zhao Yuanhua who joined forces with the Nanyang people that successfully attacked me and drove me out of Miaojiang."

"Since you know, why are you keeping them?" Chu Ci was puzzled.

"Save them to kill the king." Li Jiangliu had no intention of concealing it, and a chilling cold light appeared in his eyes. "Now, if you think about it carefully, Zhao Yuanhua dares to attack me, he must have the intention of a king. Now that Miaojiang is in chaos, monsters are everywhere, and the king is in a mess, and now the king is in a mess, weak and incompetent manner, I should revolt, establish a magic weapon, and reorganize Miaojiang!"

Chu Ci watched Li Jiangliu enter the battle mode speechlessly, and he didn't know where to say anything about complaints.

Zixuan showed a solemn look. She was a saint. Li Jiangliu exposed her ambition naked in front of her, making her start to worry about the future of the Wu Sheng Sect.

"What about now? Zhao Yuanhua and the Nanyang people have been killed by us. You can't do it if you want to save their lives and frame them." Chu Ci jumped onto the chair and sat down, touched his chin and asked, "It seems that he accidentally disturbed your arrangement."

"It's okay, at best, you can tear your face apart." Li Jiangliu waved his hand very easily and said, "Don't see that the king seems to be full of majesty. The Witch Saint Church surrenders and does not dare to make any rebellion. The undercurrents inside are not something you can guess. Besides, you have also seen Zixuan's big fat man who is pointing to marriage. He has no ability to succeed the king of Nanzhao. I just need to climb a high place and shout, and everyone will definitely respond."

He glanced at Zixuan. Li Jiangliu smiled and said, "Once I become the king of Nanzhao, Zixuan can be free, you can also be with anyone you want."

The last sentence hit Zixuan's vital point, and glanced at Chu Ci shyly and sweetly, and Zixuan immediately changed her position.

A Qing thought for a moment and asked, "Isn't there any other way to discuss the Tao? Could it be that Brother Li, you are going to take action now?"

Chu Ci and A Qing didn't feel much about the change of dynasty. After all, it was not the change of ownership of the Central Plains. It had nothing to do with them when a king in Miaojiang changed, but Li Jiangliu was their friend, so they couldn't help but care.

"No need to worry. After the people from Xuandao Temple left, I will arrange a team of dead soldiers to take advantage of the King of Nanzhao to return to Miaojiang and intercept them halfway." Li Jiangliu became serious, and his body was filled with a cold and slaughtering momentum. This was the spirit of a high priest above ten thousand people!

The subsequent Taoist discussion meeting. Under the instructions of Li Jiangliu, the Wu Sheng Sect showed a regular and harmonious ending. Each had something to gain. In a harmonious atmosphere, no one knew how many tricks there were in the middle of the storm and bloody storm.

Because of someone's powerful butterfly effect, Gu Liufang completely regained the soy sauce, ate some special products from Manzhou, brought a lot of local specialties for the brothers in Xuandao Temple, and then left with everyone in the master's sect.

Chu Ciben also had the intention of leaving, but under Zi Xuan's direct and hot attack, he could not resist it at all.

In fact, Chu Ci overestimated the charm of this smelly skin and underestimated his own personality charm.

"Murrong Ziying" is indeed beautiful and cute. She must be a handsome, unrestrained and handsome man when she grew up, but Chu Ci's calm and composed demeanor is beyond the skin. It forms a strong contrast with her tender face, which is particularly easy to attract girls who are in love at the age of sixteen or seventeen. In addition, Chu Ci is indeed well-informed, and every move is thorough and steady. Compared with lively and frivolous girls like Zixuan and Aqing, they are more mature. This makes them feel more dependent.

Well, after talking for so long, the point is that in addition to Zi Xuan who is becoming more and more direct and explicit, Chu Ci also vaguely noticed a trace of tenderness from A Qing, which gave him a headache.

"Brother Li, what should I do?" Chu Ci lay in Li Jiangliu's study and sighed.

Li Jiangliu was busy arranging people to intercept the king of Nanzhao. He had no time to pay attention to Chu Ci, and rolled his eyes: "I am still a bachelor myself, who do you ask me?"

Chu Ci looked at Li Jiangliu with contempt. If it weren't for his appearance, Li Jiangliu might have killed Ouyang Mingzhu's father at this time, and then was discovered by his lover. He had no choice but to fall into the formation of the same sacrifice and be a pair of loving couples in his dreams. Where would he appear here to play the battle mode?

Unfortunately, Chu Ci cannot learn from this method. On the contrary, he must be careful to be "poisoned" by Zi Xuan, who has a strong desire to possess. Miaojiang's witchcraft is famous all over the world. Especially a few days ago, Chu Ci consulted the master of the Wu Sheng Sect and confirmed the existence of a super bug like "love/gu", and even began to carefully check his diet.

"No, Zixuan is here." Chu Ci leaped and came to Li Jiangliu's desk. He glanced at him quickly, picked up a volume of Five Poison Sutras and pretended to look.

As soon as the door shaft turned, Zi Xuan, wearing purple clothes and golden bells, appeared in front of the two of them, first greeted Li Jiangliu, and then came for Chu Ci.

"Ziying, hurry up, I'll take you to a good place."

The Five Poisons Sutra could not save Chu Ci. Chu Ci, who was not willing to refuse openly, was dragged out by Zi Xuan. Li Jiangliu's eyes were full of teasing and watched Chu Ci leave. He even didn't bother to ask for the top skills of the Witch Saint Sect, such as the Five Poisons Sutra.

Hehe! Zixuan is a girl I have grown up since I was a child. Now I’m cheap!

Li Jiangliu laughed secretly, lowered his head to continue to handle academic affairs. Before he could see clearly, another light footstep sound appeared and the door shaft turned again.

"Brother Li, have you seen Xiao Ziying?"

"No."

"Where is Sister Zixuan?"

“No, either.”

"Oh, thank you. If you see them, remember to tell me."

A Qing left disappointedly, and a bitter smile appeared on Li Jiangliu's lips. This little girl is sorry, I'm sorry, Zixuan girl, brother, I can only help here.

Zixuan took Chu Ci all the way out of the city. To the north, it was a grass valley. A few days ago, a tall wooden platform was built. The opera troupe in the Central Plains sang loudly for three days and three nights, and the lantern festival ended. There were countless red curtains of paper confetti, which looked very bleak.

The two climbed to the top. Before Chu Ci could speak, Zi Xuan's white and slender fingers pressed on his lips. There was only Chu Ci's reflection in her bright eyes.

"Ziying, I like you."

There is no description of the sky, and a simple and simple sentence, it makes Chu Ci's heart beat even more than any fine wine or any beautiful scenery.

"Zixuan, you are still young now. Do you know what you like?" Chu Ci opened his mouth, not even believing the excuse he found.

"You are younger than me, don't you understand? I only know that if you like it, my heart tells me clearly that I just like you." Zixuan looked at Chu Ci affectionately and asked, "I just want to know whether you like me or not."

Chu Ci was stunned. He was just a passerby in this life. Whether he liked it or not, or loved it or not, all he left for this life was the waiting waiting. Although it sounded beautiful, it was just a beautiful regret.

Zixuan waited for a long time, but Chu Ci didn't say a word, and a dizziness gradually emerged from her beautiful eyes: "You have obviously been moved by me and have feelings for you, why don't you dare to say it? You don't even dare to say it if you like someone. You are such a coward!" The statement let go of Chu Ci's hand and walked to the edge of the platform. He shouted at the mountains, rivers and valleys:

"Murong Ziying, I like you!"

"Ziying. I like you!"

"I like you!"

"I like you!"

Chu Ci looked at Zixuan quietly, and Zixuan's heart echoed in the valley. The sounds entered his ears and the sounds entered his heart, leaving an indelible corner in his heart.

Chu Ci has always been an indecisive person. He is sure that he has a lot of intentions. He immediately walked forward, took the initiative to hold Zixuan's hand, and said: "The world has changed, people's hearts are changing. No matter how beautiful the vows are, they cannot withstand the erosion of time."

Before Zixuan could respond anxiously, Chu Ci stood on tiptoe and looked straight at Zixuan's eyes, as bright as the morning star's eyes were full of seriousness.

"Nine years later, if your heart has not changed and my heart is still there, I will be with you."

A peach blossom seemed to bloom in Zixuan's heart, and her beautiful cheeks also burst into bright joy: "Really?"

Chu Ci nodded with a smile: "Really, nine years later, when I grow up, when I go out and go down the mountain, I will come back to find you and confirm your and my feelings."

Zixuan hugged Chu Ci and put Chu Ci in her arms: "It's great. Nine years later, I will wait for you at the Lantern Festival that year, where we met, and wait for you to marry me."

Wait! You are too timid, just confirming a relationship, don’t change your concepts and turn it into a marriage! Chu Ci kept struggling in Zi Xuan’s arms, and his head was hunched and his head was silently resisting.

In the joy and worries, the two did not notice. Not far away, a thin green shadow stared at the two of them in a daze, tears streaming down.

The next day, when Chu Ci and Zixuan met Li Jiangliu, they suddenly found that A Qing had left without saying goodbye. When talking about A Qing's actions yesterday, Chu Ci's face suddenly changed, and Zixuan's pretty face turned pale.

Not, it should be absolute.

People like Chu Ci can understand A Qing’s affection for him, let alone Zi Xuan, who is also a woman. If Zi Xuan had the idea of ​​eating alone, she is now all beaten by A Qing’s whereabouts, and she is full of worries.

"Brother Li, you mobilize the sects to look for it and ask Ah Qing in which direction he is heading."

Manzhou is located at the junction between the Central Plains and Miaojiang, and is full of dangers. The three of them came together and almost fell into the hands of the fox demon, snake demon, not to mention A Qing, who only knows martial arts and does not know magic.

Li Jiangliu also found that he seemed to have sex, and felt a little guilty in his heart. He quickly sent the Witch Saint Sect scholars to search everywhere. In less than half an hour, he got A Qing's whereabouts.

Yesterday evening, Ah Qing went out from the west gate and left along the direction of entering Sichuan.

Chu Ci, the "Sichuan Land", thought for a moment and decided to go to Sichuan to find A Qing, confirm her safety, and go around in Kunlun, but this is how it goes

Chu Ci looked at Zixuan and said apologetically: "Zixuan, I want to go to Sichuan to find A Qing. This time I leave, it is very likely that I will go back to the master's sect directly. I can't go back to Manzhou to see you, I."

If an ordinary man said to the woman who had just expressed his feelings, he would probably be slapped at another woman with deep affection. However, Zixuan was too affectionate and only cared about whether Chu Ci had his own place in his heart, and whether Chu Ci still had other people living in his heart.

Just like a well-behaved wife tidying up the collar for Chu Ci, Chu Ci, who had officially entered the age of ten in a few months, started back on his journey with a deep affection.

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The road to Shu is difficult, it is more difficult than climbing to the blue sky!

Since ancient times, the mountains in Sichuan and Sichuan have been steep, the abyss and rivers are deep, and communication between inside and outside is extremely inconvenient. In addition, there are rare people. In the depths of the spiritual clouds, there are countless flower essences and water monsters that have been born. With the miasma, poisonous smoke, there are countless travelers who have been buried.

The Shushan League was in this demonic atmosphere. It used the flying sword in his hand and magic to create a bright and clear day for the people of Sichuan and Sichuan, and serve as the guardian saint.

Among them, the sword energy soars into the sky, and the strong killing immortal sword sect, namely the Shushan sect in later generations, treats demons the most cruel and indiscriminate. As long as the alien with a little spirituality, they cannot escape a sword in the hands of the Shushan disciples.

When the former sect refined Chu Ci to explain the current cultivation world, it specially proposed the Immortal Sword Sect to introduce it separately and made inferences. The Immortal Sword Sect will definitely suffer disaster in the future.

Chu Ci thought at that time that if the plot continued to develop smoothly, the Immortal Sword Sect would indeed be in disaster eighty years later. The Demon World and the Ghost World jointly attacked the Immortal Sword Sect, so that Qingwei joined forces with four brothers to practice the forbidden arts to create evil cult, which is so incompatible with the Five Elements.

The reason why I think of this is because there were four disciples of Shushan in front of Chu Ci, who fought around a newly transformed flower spirit. According to the rules, plants and trees become spirits, and generally continue their physical habits. If there is no change, they are just honest fairies. They only know how to practice ignorantly and harmless to the world. The naked/naked and hot body in front of me is only a charming flower spirit with plum petals attached to private parts. When people from other sects encounter it, they basically won’t have murderous intentions. At most, they feel a bit unfair and can only drive them away, and they are too lazy to cut off their cultivation.

But in the eyes of the four disciples of Shushan, they would only feel that all monsters should be killed. The four sharp swords are shining with cold light, and the next moment they will take the life of the flower spirit!

Chu Ci stood by and watched without any intention of taking action, but others could not see it. Four small stones shot out from the forest and smashed the sharp sword in the hands of the disciples of Shushan. The sword deflected, and only cut four scars of varying depths on the flower spirit.

"Stop!" His voice was like a yellow oriole singing, his body was like a green phoenix, holding a nine-section whip in his hand, and his beautiful figure came with a graceful figure.
Chapter completed!