Things in the world are like chess, and they cannot develop in the direction they want most. For example, no matter what position they sit in when eating hot pot, the white qi in the hot pot blows in his own direction. For example, just solve the problem of his wife's black household registration, the owner comes to him.

"Hug, Lord!"

Zhenhong opened her small hands, her big eyes flashed, and her innocent and romantic look was adorable.

Chu Ci took one hand and took the deep red into his arms. He had no choice but to look at the beautiful girl behind Kaguya Hime. His familiar appearance and fresh and lively temperament. As a husband, a man who nourished the girl into a young woman, why can't he recognize the little man in front of him?

Zixuan from the source world was eleven or twelve years old, and was the age of cardamom. She was 1.45 meters tall and pretty and cute. Her beautiful and tender appearance showed her beautiful future glory early. At this moment, her clear and transparent eyes looked at Chu Ci's handsome face, and she was stunned and a little confused. She felt a little intimate in her heart. She was very novel.

Very good, very warm.

Zhenhong sat steadily on Chu Ci's arms, with an angel-like pure smile on her face, but her eyes were flashing with the light of a demon. She whispered in Chu Ci's ear: "Hehe, Lord, I have brought back the young Sister Zixuan. Lord, hurry up and show your charm, take down the young Sister Zixuan, and fly together."

"Sister, you will be spanked." said Crimson.

Chu Ci rolled his eyes. If it weren't for holding Crimson Hong with his other hand, he would have pressed Zhenhong on his knees and spanked him. You big-headed ghost, everyone said that you shouldn't watch those strange things on the Internet!

"Hello, that's rude."

After the girl Zixuan came to her senses, her face turned red, her hands twisted her wet clothes, and she screamed again, hiding behind Kaguya Hime, trembling, and not daring to appear in Chu Ci's vision.

She was wet all over. If a few girls were together, it would be nothing. After all, everyone was wet, but in front of a man, it would be too rude.

Under Chu Ci's unscrupulous gaze, the young girl Zixuan's small, green and unsprouted flat body was clearly outlined by the wet seedlings, and the colorful seedlings were attached to her white forehead. Her eyes were like a clear spring dripping, revealing a bit of sweetness and bright eyes and white teeth. Her appearance was delicate and cute.

Seeing Zixuan at this time, Chu Ci's eyes were distant and suddenly remembered the beautiful and lively under the lantern festival. Luo Xuan, you should remember correctly. This is the Chinese pronunciation of Zixuan's Miao name. It is translated as Forgetful Grass and Zidayuanlily, which means carefreeness.

Chu Ci's eyes were too natural and unscrupulous. Zi Xuan originally had a tense face and wanted to scold him a few times, but when she saw his eyes, the words of scolding could not help but swallowed back her throat, but her face turned red and shy.

"Ahem, master, according to the calculations of Crimson Red, if you continue to watch, you may be arrested by the government." Crimson Red hugged Chu Ci's neck and bit his ears seriously. "Sister Zixuan doesn't know you now. You look at Sister Zixuan like this unscrupulously, but it's the behavior of a disciple."

Chu Ci suddenly reacted, touched his chin, feeling a little embarrassed, and waved his sleeves, and a warm current suddenly swung out from the floating long sleeves, swathing around the four girls who were wet, evaporating the moisture. Zixuan felt that her whole body was warm and her whole body suddenly became refreshing and clean.

At Zixuan's surprised and strange gaze, Chu Ci let down the true red and deep red, picked up the etiquettes that had been reincarnated as Murong Ziying, and tilted his hands and apologized sincerely: "Sorry, I'm just abrupt."

"It's okay." The girl Zixuan shook her head with her cheeks flushed, then pointed to Chu Ci's clothes: "Are you from Central Plains?"

This question is good, and Chu Ci was a little hesitant. Logically speaking, they were all from another world and could only say vaguely: "Yes, Chu Ci is down."

"Really? My name is Zixuan. I like your poems in Central China very much. The words are beautiful and catchy. When I read them, it seems to point directly to the hearts of the people." When the girl Zixuan said what she liked, her eyes lit up, and she immediately opened her words, which invisibly dissolved the awkward atmosphere.

"Is that true?" Chu Ci's eyes were gentle and he smiled slightly, it looked like

No, it should be said to be exactly the same.

Looking at the pretty and lively girl in front of him, Chu Ci's heart suddenly flew to Zi Xuan indoors. She successfully smuggled her household registration and her life is temporarily lifted. Next is to practice, and at the same time, she has to sacrifice to the heaven again, asking Zi Xuan to modify the rules of the heavenly way, set up a reward and punishment mechanism, reap merits, and then preach the faith.

The sublimation of the world of immortal swords can be as long as three to five hundred years, and as short as three to five years. Chu Ci sets the worst budget and wants Zixuan to reach the holy level within three to five years. The power of merit and faith are indispensable.

The girl Zixuan is lively by nature and is familiar with her. She soon plays with Kaguya and Makoto Crimson. She has nothing to do and often comes to Taohua Valley to play with them.

Sadako and Weilan were almost shocked when they saw the girl Zixuan.

Zixuan always regards herself as a righteous wife among all the girls. As the genuine wife who helps Chu Ci give birth to a daughter, Zixuan has always been gentle and generous, often taking care of other people, and is very mature.

But Zixuan in front of them was like a clear and lively mountain spring, showing her childish and innocent side everywhere. Not many people have seen it except Chu Ci.

It feels really wonderful to have this kind of experience that a familiar person becomes strange.

But at this time, Chu Ci remembered a very important thing. Now it is the early stage of the Immortal Sword 4? Is Murong Ziying still a fertilized egg? Is the Qionghua Sect just cast the two swords? Is Xuanxiao and Su Yu are practicing dual cultivation? Is the Qionghua Sect not yet started to pull the demon world? All tragedies have not happened yet?

Chu Ci considers himself a vulgar person and a very vulgar person. We don’t understand what tragedy is perfect development. Hatred leads to rich plots. Do we don’t like tragedy?

He did whatever he thought of, and Chu Ci quickly brought the red jade with him. As he came to his divine thought, he immediately locked in the main peak of Qionghua Sect. At this moment, the world suddenly changed!

The spiritual energy was chaotic and the sky was dark. In Chu Ci's mental power perception, the Qionghua School burst out with two powerful spiritual energy, one was burning and the other was cold.

Extremely, forced!

Chu Ci's mouth suddenly had a playful smile.

It’s really early to touch it, it’s better to touch it by chance!

In order to attract the Illusion and Reconstruction Realm, the Qionghua School closed the mountain guard formation early to avoid arousing the formation to automatically counterattack. Chu Ci easily returned to his former master sect with a teleportation, transformed himself into a Qionghua standard Taoist robe, put on a green jade crown, and hung it on his back. He immediately turned into a fresh and red disciple, shaking and swaying and directly mingling into the disciples, and boldly looked at the slightly green young Xuanxiao on the Chengtian Sword Platform.

No one found anything wrong, because everyone raised their heads and looked up at the sky at forty-five degrees, not to prevent tears from falling, but to see how Xuanxiao Suyu made a small demon world fall.

With the power of the two swords bound, in Chu Ci's perception, Xihe Wangshu had already led to the Illusion Realm. Opposite the Illusion Realm, thousands of dream tapir beasts began to cast spells silently, wrapping themselves with a layer of hard and heat-insulated stone shells to resist attacks from the human world and arrive safely.

As the master of the Illusion Realm, Chan You, the leader of the Dream Tak tribe, has already stood at the entrance of the Illusion Realm, waiting for the sword pillar to fix the Illusion Realm in the void and open the passage between the Illusion Realm and the human world.

In her faint purple demonic eyes, Chu Ci saw ambition and confidence.

"Haha." Chu Ci put his hands on his back, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!