Zhongnan Mountain

"Senior Brother, is the sword you carry the legendary Longquan sword? Do you really want to rebel and become the emperor?"

Walking on the winding and rugged mountain road, Lu Linxuan was like a curious little fox, surrounding Li Xingyun and asking questions.

It’s not a fault for Lu Linxuan’s gossip. After all, in her impression, Li Xingyun was originally a little beggar, and she was lucky enough to be taken over by Uncle Yang.

Therefore, Lu Linxuan felt a little disliked Li Xingyun. When he was studying art in Jianlu, he often regarded his senior brother as a waiter.

But now Lu Linxuan suddenly learned that Li Xingyun was actually a descendant of the Li Tang royal family and a serious dragon seed. The shock in his heart was imaginable.

"Junior sister, don't talk nonsense! If you hear something like rebellious, I will be killed by you."

Li Xingyun was a little upset when Lu Linxuan asked her. She covered her mouth with a serious expression.

"It's not what I said, it's you who promised the bad coach yourself that you want to rebel and fight for the world!"

When Lu Linxuan heard this, he looked around with guilt and found that there was no trace of others. Then he pouted unhappily.

"I didn't want to save you, so I agreed to that old monster in a hurry? If I didn't fool him first, your life would have been gone!"

Li Xingyun gave Lu Linxuan a angrily glance and waved his hand impatiently: "It sounds nice to compete for the world, but it will always lose its head. I, Old Li, prefer the freedom of the world, the leisurely clouds and wild cranes, and the joy of life."

"You~ Even if you wear a dragon robe, you won't look like the prince. You're really a waste of time."

Lu Linxuan couldn't help but complain about Li Xingyun, and then said curiously: "By the way! Senior brother, who were those two people who had you arrested before? Hei and Bai Wuchang is still in their hands. I also want to kill those two bastards with my own hands to avenge my father!"

"The little demon girl who had given me a poison is called Chi Meng. I heard that she seems to be the saint of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave."

When Li Xingyun thought of what Bad Shuai said to him before, his expression suddenly became extremely solemn: "As for that guy named Ximen Cheng, I don't know what his origin is? But I feel Bad Shuai seems to be quite afraid of him. It's better not to provoke that person."

Li Xingyun already knew that the bad handsome guy was actually Yuan Tiangang, and Yuan Tiangang was an old monster who had lived for more than 300 years. The person who could make him feel afraid was definitely a very terrifying existence.

"Is that Ximen Cheng that powerful?"

"I don't know how powerful that guy is, but junior sister, you have seen it before. In front of that guy Hei and Bai Wuchang, he was like a child with no power to tie a chicken, and he had no power to resist at all."

When Li Xingyun thought of the painful scene of the Gu insect in his body, he couldn't help feeling a slight pain in his stomach. He shook his head with lingering fear: "If it weren't for the bad handsome guy who came to help me, I would still be controlled by that little demon girl with a Gu! Anyway, I don't want to be sucked again."

"Then don't rush to find the two bastards Hei and Bai Wuchang to take revenge. Anyway, they are now in the hands of the little witch, and there is no good result."

"My junior sister is wise, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!"

Li Xingyun skillfully patted Lu Linxuan's flattery, and then reminded him again: "Junior sister, there are not many people in the world who know my true identity."

It’s okay if we talk about the rebellion privately. If you enter the city later, don’t mention these things again, otherwise it will be troublesome if you miss the news."

"Don't worry! I'm not stupid!"

"Junior sister, don't go so fast, wait for me~"

...

As night falls slowly, the quiet moonlight shines on Yuzhou City, as if it has a layer of silver frost on the entire city.

"Little brother, I can't do it anymore~ I'm so tired~"

The exhausted Chi Meng twisted her seductive body and lay in Ximen Cheng's arms and murmured to herself.

Because Chi Meng knew that the bad coach had agreed to rescue her mother, she happily accompanied Ximen Cheng to drink several jars of fine wine while having supper.

Chi Meng was already coveting Ximen Cheng's beauty, and under the influence of alcohol, she forced Ximen Cheng that night.

It’s a pity that Chi Meng has the heart but lacks strength. In addition, the new recruits went to the battlefield and fought with Ximen Cheng for less than half an hour before surrendering with the white flag.

"Although this girl usually has a lot of appetite, her nutrition is distributed evenly. She is fat where she should be fat, and she should be thin. The meat has grown to where she should be."

Ximen Cheng played with Chi Meng's plumpness and felt the wonderful feeling from his palm. He couldn't help but lean over and kiss her little mouth lightly, his eyes full of pampering.

"Swoosh..."

After Chi Meng completely fell asleep, Ximen Cheng carefully moved her arms and thighs away, walked out of the bedroom quietly, and flew towards the depths of Qingcheng Mountain.

As the saint of the Ten Thousand Poison Cave, Chi Meng is naturally of great strength, almost between the Zhongtian and the Great Heavenly Status, and is also considered a master in the world.

However, the specific combat power that Chi Meng can exert depends more on the various witchcraft she masters. Once the witchcraft is restrained, she may not even be able to beat a master of the Little Heavenly Status.

Therefore, Ximen Cheng is preparing to use "Two Full Hands" to copy the cultivation memories of some martial arts masters, so that Chi Meng can quickly master several powerful martial arts and completely get rid of the fragile weakness of Gu Master's body.

"Who..."

Uncle Yang, who was meditating and practicing in the sword hut of Qingcheng Mountain, suddenly heard a slight sound of breaking through the air and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Bang!"

Before Uncle Yang could finish his words, he slapped his face heavily and slapped him fainted.

"It feels really good to hit people with this thing, no wonder the baby likes to bury people so much."

Ximen Cheng waved the sharp weapon in his hand, showing a sudden look of enlightenment, and then extended his sinful hand to Uncle Yang who fainted.

Although Uncle Yang only has the cultivation level of Zhongtian, the martial arts he practices are powerful, which is the "Qinglian Sword Song" created by Li Bai, the "Qinglian Layman".

Ximen Cheng first copied Uncle Yang's memory, and then directly deleted all the other memories, only retaining his memory about practicing "The Song of the Green Lotus Sword".

Finally, Ximen Cheng changed all the figures of Uncle Yang in his cultivation memories and replaced them with his own appearance, which absorbed these cultivation memories.
Chapter completed!