Bei Mingxiu is not interested in the Heavenly Dragon Festival, but the Heavenly Dragon Festival is indeed approaching day by day, and there will always be a moment.

Currently, Fengyun Village is immersed in a solemn and solemn atmosphere. The middle-aged men in the village are busy building altars, and even Si Kong Han and Si Kong Ming have joined in personally.

Bei Mingxiu was originally going to be pulled in by Si Konghan, but Si Konghan was dissuaded by Si Kongming. He volunteered to do what he could. After arranging some decorations next to the altar for the people of Fengyun Village, he also had time to watch.

The process of building the altar for the Tenryu Festival.

What you are looking at is not the altar, but the people.

Sikong Han seemed to be born with divine power. When I sparred with him a few days ago, the force of his fists could not be fully blocked even by the tide. Now, it was not surprising to see him carrying two huge logs easily.

But the seemingly gentle Sikong Ming could do this easily, which still surprised Bei Mingxiu.

But suddenly, he felt a spiritual force approaching.

This spiritual power is not very powerful, it can only reach the fourth level.

Bei Mingxiu turned around and saw Yuan Xue walking towards him.

Yuan Xue handed something into his hand and curled her lips and said, "I'm sorry about yesterday."

Bei Mingxiu looked at the small light blue medicine bottle in his hand that was engraved with the snow lotus pattern of Xuefeng Sword Sect, and asked curiously: "Snow lotus dew?"

Yuan Xue's eyes widened and she said anxiously: "How is that possible! Our Xuefeng Sword Sect only has two or three bottles of that kind of thing, and our senior sister doesn't have any on her."

"This is the Shenzhi Huichun Pill of our Xuefeng Sword Sect. It is very helpful in treating injuries. Most people can't get it even if they want it!" Yuan Xue reached out her hand dissatisfied and said, "If you don't want it, just give it back to me!

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Bei Mingxiu put the small medicine bottle into his bag and said: "There is no way to take back the things you sent out. Thank you very much."

Yuan Xue felt a little unhappy in her heart, but looking at Bei Mingxiu's perfect face, she couldn't keep calm in her heart. The angry words she originally wanted to say had already become a mess, and her heart was wrapped in knots.

"Then we'll be settled!"

She left this sentence and ran away quickly.

Bei Mingxiu smiled lightly and said to himself: "This little girl is pretty good."

He looked at the wall of a private house and said with a smile, "Does Miss Si think so too?"

Si Xiang walked out slowly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

She did not ask Bei Mingxiu how he discovered her, but simply said: "Junior sister has an innocent temperament. If possible, I hope you keep some distance from her."

Bei Mingxiu nodded and said, "I understand, please feel free to worry about Miss Si."

Si Xiangzhen nodded slightly, turned and left, leaving behind a perfect back.

Bei Mingxiu must also admit that Si Xiang has the best temperament among the women he has ever seen.

That kind of temperament allows her to quickly attract everyone's attention no matter where she is.

In this way, she is destined to be unable to make herself look ordinary.

The names of the Four Swords of Fenghua were created by people

A certain good person in the world first mentioned it, and then spread the word, causing countless people to discuss it. When that person was ranked among the four swords, one was based on the practitioner's cultivation realm, and the other was based on the practitioner's temperament and grace. Si Xiang

Being able to occupy the second place among them without causing controversy among people in the world is a testament to her temperament.

Bei Mingxiu appreciated this very much.

It’s also worth appreciating.

"I advise you not to have any thoughts about Miss Si."

A man who was not very tall hung a string of beads on a wooden pillar and said coldly: "Miss Si will not favor you just because you are beautiful."

Bei Mingxiu raised his eyes and looked slightly surprised.

This man has a lot of cultivation, which he could tell when he sensed Si Xiang's approach and used the Way of Heaven and Humanity to investigate.

But looking at him at this moment, he could see that this person was extremely domineering in spiritual power, and the power hidden in his slightly thin body should not be underestimated.

However, no matter how domineering he is, he is still no match for Sikong Han.

Which sect did this escape from?

Seeing that Bei Mingxiu didn't answer, the man thought for a moment that he didn't take him seriously at all, and an angry look suddenly appeared on his face.

Bei Mingxiu said he didn't care about this and said perfunctorily: "May I ask your name?"

The man's face became even more angry, and he said loudly: "Crazy Sword Sect, Liu Shang."

The name is delicate, but the person is not delicate.

The Crazy Blade Sect never needs to be delicate.

When this disciple goes out to practice, people's evaluations are surprisingly unanimous.

mad.

Only the mad can appreciate the pride in the mad sword of the mad sword sect.

What he shouted with these five words was indeed extremely arrogant, as if the King of Heaven and I didn't even take him seriously.

But after he shouted these five words, another bell-like voice completely overwhelmed his momentum.

"The man named Liu wants to deny it now!"

Liu Shang paused when he heard the words, gave Bei Mingxiu a hard look, and continued to hang up the beads in his hands one by one, but his movements were obviously much rougher, which made people wonder whether those handmade beads would be directly on his hands.

Falling apart on hands.

Bei Mingxiu laughed unconsciously.

The owner of that voice must be Sikong Han.

This kid probably lost a bet with him and ended up hanging beads here.

He had no interest in understanding what happened to Liu Shang.

He was also here to help Fengyun Village, just because he wanted to have a better relationship with Sikong Han, and to learn about the information about Fengyun Village from the villagers.

There was no need for him to look good on Liu Shang, who was not very friendly from the beginning.

"Why are you laughing!" Liu Sang's sullen voice fell from the sky, "Miss Si is not something a bastard like you can covet."

After hearing his three words about never leaving Si Xiang, Bei Mingxiu already had a general idea in his mind.

Most of the disciples of Xuefeng Sword Sect are women. Under normal circumstances, they rarely go down the mountain to practice. However, the disciples who come down to practice are usually outstanding in appearance and can easily be provoked.

A group of peach blossoms, there was even a ranger who knelt at the foot of Tianshan Mountain for six days, until his meridians were frozen and passed out, but his eyes were still staring at the distant scenery, which became the talk of the busy crowd after dinner.

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And Si Xiang is the most beautiful and mysterious snow lotus among the female disciples who came down the mountain to practice. Ordinary people only dare to look at it from a distance, but not dare to get close, for fear of upsetting the fairy in their hearts.

As a result, she has an extraordinarily large number of admirers, and most of them are extraordinary people. It is said that even Guan Shanyue, the leader of the Four Fenghua Swords and the youngest sword-wielding elder of the Canglang Sect in a century, is interested in her, but the latter is too lazy to respond.

respond.

This Liu Shang must be one of them.

Beauty is a disaster.

Even though these two troubles had nothing to do with him, they still caused him a lot of trouble.

He had put a lot of effort into educating Zhong Buyan yesterday, and now he was too lazy to talk nonsense to Liu Shang, so he just ignored him and turned around to leave.

Behind him, Liu Sang's roar came.

"Zhou Han, I must kill you!"

"it's up to you."

After replying this sentence lightly, Bei Mingxiu left leisurely without even looking at Liu Chang.

Liu Shang had never been so despised before. He was so angry that he drew out the long knife from his waist and was about to strike at Bei Mingxiu.

Bei Mingxiu's footsteps paused, his expression calm as usual, even though the mighty murderous aura had swept through the surroundings as the mad sword was unsheathed.

This is Fengyun Village, he doesn't need to take action, someone will stop him.

"Liu, don't you take me seriously?"

Sikong Han roared angrily, his burly body rose into the sky, and punched Liu Shang's right arm. Liu Sang's long knife was instantly released, making a hole in the ground, and he himself fell miserably further to the ground.

place.

Everyone in the venue was in a panic. Si Kongming frowned slightly, and his gentle voice echoed around the altar: "Second brother is here, so there is no need to panic."

Liu Shang struggled to get up and glared at Sikong Han.

Sikong Han also argued with each other and said angrily: "Liu, this is Fengyun Village, not a place where you can run wild!"

He immediately cupped his hands towards Bei Mingxiu and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou, you must be scared."

Bei Mingxiu smiled and said: "Of course not, but now that Brother Sikong has taken action, I don't need to do any tricks."

Sikong Han laughed and said, "I don't quite understand your docile me, but if you say I'm great, that's not bad!"

When Liu Chang was about to explain something, he saw that Bei Mingxiu was actually able to chat and laugh with the second village leader. He knew that no matter what he explained, it was useless. He snorted coldly, picked up the saber, and returned to the village under Sikong Han's glare.

Post for hanging bead strings.

Only one sentence echoed in his heart.

"Zhou Han, just wait for me!"
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