"My story?"

My heart sank, and the painful memories of being dominated by the interviewer surged up.

Isn’t this the same sentence as “Please introduce yourself”?

"Forget it, my experiences are horror stories, and telling them will only scare you."

To put it bluntly, how long have you known these people here for a long time, let alone a poetic and picturesque one. For Liu Xiao, it would be good to be able to speak up and reply.

It’s not that he is noble, but that it’s unnecessary.

I originally wanted to ask about the current situation of other members of the Yinlong group, but this time I was interrupted by them.

Ruhua felt a little uncomfortable after being refuted, and she pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Young Master Liu, are Shu Han old acquaintances?"

Just now, Pang Buzhuo heard the two chatting excitedly, thinking that he was still good at this maid, but in the future, he would be better.

"I knew her brother and I in the mortal world, which is quite a coincidence."

Liu Xiao is somewhat afraid of society. There are so many people, and it’s okay if you don’t talk about yourself. It’s okay if you target yourself, but you’re a little irritated.

"Shu Han's brother is..."

Pang Buzhuo did not know the background of this maid and only occasionally saw it in Pang's mansion.

"Miss Hui Buzhuo, her brother's name is Jiang Xiaobai, and he is an inner disciple of Fuxian Pavilion."

Jiang Shuhan answered respectfully.

The Pang family’s ladies nodded slightly while being surprised and looked up to the maid a little more.

A person from the mortal realm can not only enter the five major sects of Tianyong, but also be an inner disciple, and can be regarded as a genius.

"etc!"

Liu Xiao interrupted, and he discovered an interesting noun, "What is an inner disciple?"

Jiang Shuhan did not answer, but looked at Pang Buzhuo. As a maid of the Pang family for a long time, she has become accustomed to the class concept of master and servant. In the gossip between the servants, she also knew that this young lady Buzhuo

He has a high status among the juniors of the family.

"Let's talk about Buzhuo," Pang Buzhuo said in a harmonious voice, "Fuxian Pavilion is divided into four halls, eight peaks and ten halls. Among them, these four halls belong to the outer gate, and the eight peaks are the inner gate, with outstanding talents.

Only then can one be able to worship immortals as his teacher, enter the inner sect, and those with sufficient qualifications can cultivate in the four halls and enter the outer sect."

"Four halls and eight peaks, why does it sound like there are a lot more inner sects than outer disciples? What about the tenth halls?"

Liu Xiao seemed to understand, but his curiosity was a little satisfied. Anyway, he had the same meaning as what he thought.

"No, there are more than 50,000 outer disciples in the Four Halls of Fuxian, and less than 2,000 disciples in the Eight Peaks of the Inner Sect. These ten halls are the Hall of Merit, the Law Enforcement Hall, the Law Protection Hall, the Weapon Refining Hall, and the Array

The Dharma Hall, the Elixir Hall, the Sutra Hall, the Merit Hall, the Spirit Beast Hall and the Talisman Hall.”

Well, it turns out that the Tenth Palace means this. Liu Xiao thought it was a personal disciple and secretly where the disciple stayed.

After hearing this, this classmate Jiang Xiaofan, whom he had never met, was doing well.

But it's normal. After all, he has a natural belief in life and is popular everywhere. Think about it, in the game where he can be resurrected, his dad is an indispensable permanent profession, let alone the real world with only one life. Only by saving his life is

The most important thing.

"Brother Liu, why don't we go down..."

Yu Wenyi, with a pale face, said with a bitter face.

Liu Xiao smiled and was about to say something.

His face suddenly changed, he stood up and looked back.

The carriage also realized something. Just as they were about to look back, the carriage suddenly sank. Only Mr. Liu hovered in the air and became farther and farther away from them.

"This big cat will listen to you. If something happens, at least protect yourself."

Only Jiang Shuhan can understand this sentence.

After saying that, Liu Xiao stood silently in the sky and held his hands behind his back.

In the clouds far away, a little purple broke out and magnified in an instant.

In just a blink of an eye, the person who came was here. He hovered a hundred meters away, with a purple shirt and white gauze. He was actually a great beauty. His face looked like peach blossoms, white with pink, and his eyebrows were like daisy mountains. But his eyes were full of solemnity.

"Why? I'm not from Tianyong City."

Liu Xiao could probably guess the other party’s origin, a Fengxian in Chengtian’s army.

The woman in purple snorted coldly and her eyes turned cold.

Around Liu Xiao, the wind condensed into a prison.

"Little thief, if my king clicks you, you won't escape."

Seeing that Liu Xiao did not resist, the woman seemed to be satisfied, and she curled her lips and said sarcastically.

But this sentence felt very uncomfortable when Liu Xiao heard it.

What!? Do you think you order food! Also, isn’t your Wang Jiang Ci? That’s a big man, why did he order me?

By the way, when did he order me?

When his face changed, Liu Xiao suddenly remembered that he had been injured by Jiang Ci's flying sword outside the Wugu Gate. That sword could take his own life, but it just scratched his skin. The situation was critical at that time and I didn't think about it carefully.

But now, combined with the strong man riding a fire lion before, plus the woman in purple who is chasing her now.

Hello, Jiang Ci, what mark did you actually put on yourself!

I felt a chill in my heart. This holy throne...is not a glass...

No, I was sad when I saw him holding Lu Chenzhi's body with my own eyes, so why should I click me?

The woman in purple clothes doesn't care about Liu Xiao's mental journey at this moment.

He turned his body and flew in the direction he came, and the Fengzhu that imprisoned Liu Xiao also followed the movement.

The next moment, the woman in purple suddenly turned around, her eyebrows frowned, and her face became gloomy.

Because that man was standing there all the time, and her empty prison was indeed empty, and she was so lonely.

A pink ribbon appeared in the woman's hands.

"You Chengtian and I are not enemies, and we are not familiar with the human king Jiangci. In addition, I will not leave you, so you'd better..."

Liu Xiao hasn't finished his pretentious words.

The woman's offensive had arrived, and the surrounding airspace was almost solidified. A spiritual snake spitting out a letter in her hand. In an instant, it reached Liu Xiao's head, hovered and flew, turning into a purple wind. The powerful suction force pulled down the bottom.

Everything is involved.

Except for Liu Xiao.

"You better not bother me."

While talking, Liu Xiao looked at the top of his head curiously.

This should be the magic weapon mentioned in Xianxia novels...

In fact, it is just an elemental prop with more complex manufacturing and higher grade.

A series of wind blades that were as powerful as bamboos broke through the air and flew safely through Liu Xiao's body.

The air around him suddenly exploded, but bursts of energy surged, and in the end, he remained motionless.

"Who are you?"

The retracted ribbon was wrapped around the woman, and the woman had to face the enemy in front of her again.

"Didn't you tell me? I'm just an insignificant little person. Why are you chasing me? Why are you jiang citing me? I'm just gathering the fun of Guyuan Festival in Tianyong City.

As for it?"

Originally, he had some good feelings for Jiang Ci and Chengtian, but after all, he was the party who was framed by the design, and Liu Xiao really didn't want to have a conflict with the other party.

But these few sieges and blockades seriously affected his mood.

Two flying swords slowly rose from behind Liu Xiao and hanged on both sides of his head. At the point of the arrow, there was a purple dress not far away.

"I'll give you a single choice question, either leave immediately or die immediately."

"Sword Cultivator..."

The woman murmured, as if she was facing a great enemy, waving her sleeves, and the wind condensed into a shield around her body, layer by layer.

I narrowed my eyes and looked over the woman, seeing many black spots that were approaching quickly in the distance.

"Forget it, you won't leave, I'll leave, but this is the last time. If you Chengtian bit me again, don't let go,"

Liu Xiao paused, his eyes cold, "I promise that he will send each corpse back to you separately."

After saying that, he retreated quickly.

At the same time, a faint light passed by the woman, and a barrier that condensed air collapsed at once.

Looking at the figure that was leaving, Lu Yan, the first Yuanling Temple, did not continue to chase, but focused on thinking about something.
To be continued...