Nie Xiaoqian lost her guard against Zhao Hao and said everything he knew. The information he got from Nie Xiaoqian really surprised Zhao Hao.

Because Yan Chixia is not far from here at this moment.

However, Yan Chixia and the Tree Demon are now in a situation where the well water does not interfere with the river. Both sides are afraid of each other and do not fight directly.

"Have you tried asking Yan Chixia to help you?" Zhao Hao asked.

Nie Xiaoqian shook her head and said bitterly: "The big bearded man is indeed a righteous figure, but he regards all demons as enemies and has seen me harm people. It is already lucky not to kill me, so how could he help me?"

"This is not necessarily true." Zhao Hao was sure in his heart.

Nie Xiaoqian's protection is not considered safe under the intimidation of the tree demon. After all, the difference in strength between the two is too big.

However, if Yan Chixia is taking care of her, it would be no big problem to spend these seven days.

Of course, Zhao Hao did not think of letting Yan Chixia remove the tree demon directly.

The fire broke out in the city gate, which affected the fish in the pond. With his current situation, I am afraid that the aftermath of Yan Chixia fighting with the tree demon would shake him to death.

Zhao Hao thought for a moment, then had an idea and said to Nie Xiaoqian: "Xiaoqian, you should have pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Get some for me, I will be useful."

"Does your son want to write a letter to Yan Chixia?" Nie Xiaoqian reacted quickly.

"Yan Chixia doesn't want to deal with people, otherwise she wouldn't have come to a remote countryside like Lanruo Temple to hide. If you want to catch him, you must take out something that is enough to make him moved. Now I have nothing to do, so I can only rely on your help." Zhao Hao chuckled.

Nie Xiaoqian inexplicably felt trusted and valued in her heart, and placed the items Zhao Hao needed as quickly as possible, and then personally polished the ink for Zhao Hao.

Adding fragrance to red sleeves and grinding ink with plain hands is almost the ambition of most living in the world.

Zhao Hao looked outside Lanruo Temple inadvertently and said to Nie Xiaoqian: "Xiaoqian, do you think the real heroes and heroes do something that steals the head and the tail?"

Nie Xiaoqian was puzzled, "Since he is a great hero, why do you need to hide your head and tail?"

"You are so poisonous in your life."

Before Nie Xiaoqian could react, a person suddenly jumped in outside Lanruo Temple, with a beard and very sloppy. Nie Xiaoqian was very familiar with it, it was Yan Chixia.

Only then did she realize that the Qiye Saint Lord had long noticed Yan Chixia's existence. Thinking that the Saint Lord had no power at this moment and his perception was still sharper than him, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

She didn't know that Zhao Hao guessed.

Yan Chixia could not have noticed the confrontation between Nie Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing just now.

Although Yan Chixia is not an extreme righteous person, since she saw that she was alive here, she would come to take care of her in terms of emotion and reason.

Of course, like Nie Xiaoqian, he also needs to observe the nature of a man. If he is a **** person, he should just pretend that he doesn't know.

It is precisely because he turned a blind eye that he was able to be at peace with the tree demon grandma.

"Hero Yan is finally willing to give up." A faint smile appeared on Zhao Hao's lips.

His safety is half guaranteed.

Next, we must completely impress Yan Chixia.

Zhao Hao did not have Ning Caichen's innocent heart, nor would he be like Ning Caichen, and he would put all his hopes on Yan Chixia.

Zhao Hao, who has a wider knowledge, believes that Eli is more moving.

The main reason is that he didn't feel that he could have love with Nie Xiaoqian, but then had friendship with Yan Chixia.

"I want to see what you can do to my heart." Yan Chixia couldn't bear to worry about her face.

After listening to it for a while outside, he also discovered that Zhao Hao was not an ordinary person, but Yan Chixia's family was very powerful, not the kind of person without any background, and she would not be scared by Zhao Hao.

"How about a sword?"

Zhao Hao picked up the brush and drew a sword on the rice paper spread by Nie Xiaoqian.

A very ordinary little sword.

Nie Xiaoqian didn't see anything, and she was a little disappointed.

She thought that the Seven Nights Holy Lord would draw something earth-shaking.

However, Yan Chixia's eyes suddenly widened, her eyes completely frozen, and her heart began to turn upside down.

This sword shocked him so much.

In Nie Xiaoqian's opinion, the small sword, which is very ordinary, is a supreme swordsmanship book in Yan Chixia's opinion.

Compared to this sword, Yan Chixia felt that her sword skills were really not worth mentioning.

Zhao Hao chuckled indifferently. This was the essence of his life's swordsmanship, and of course it was much more exquisite than what Yan Chixia learned.

In this world, if enough spells can be enough to reduce ten times with one force, how can one develop exquisite swordsmanship?

However, people in the world have forgotten that some things are not as good as there are.

Just right, the best condition is.

Strength cannot replace the effect of skills. On the contrary, skills can maximize the effect of power.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Yan Chixia could understand Zhao Hao's swordsmanship thoroughly, she could at least double her strength.

After Yan Chixia came to her senses, her eyes were completely different when she looked at Zhao Hao.

Just now, Nie Xiaoqian guessed that Zhao Hao was the reincarnation of the gods and Buddhas, and Yan Chixia was still laughing at Nie Xiaoqian with little knowledge.

He has a good background and knows a lot about the reincarnation of gods and Buddhas. He has never heard of the Seven Nights Saint Lord. He is obviously a fool.

However, after experiencing Zhao Hao's swordsmanship, Yan Chixia changed this idea.

It’s hard to say that this is the reincarnation of a sword immortal.

Big Dipper?

Nandou Star Lord?

Or is it the immortal of Donghua?

"Which sword immortal was my last life?" Yan Chixia asked respectfully.

Seeing that Yan Chixia also confirmed Zhao Hao's identity as "senior", Nie Xiaoqian put down her last concern.

It is possible that he will admit his mistake, but Yan Chixia, who even grandma is afraid of, will never admit her mistake.

This time it seems that I am really saved.

For a moment, her eyes looked at Zhao Hao full of gratitude and admiration.

Thinking of the fact that he had such intimate contact with the Holy Lord and even absorbed his yang energy, Nie Xiaoqian's emotions became even more strange.

Of course, Zhao Hao could not notice the uproar in Nie Xiaoqian's heart, but said to Yan Chixia: "I don't want to say more about the past. There is something wrong with my cultivation now, and it will take seven days to recover. Therefore, I want to ask the guardian of the Great Hero of Yan. This small sword is regarded as my thank you. Within these seven days, the Great Hero of Yan can also ask me for advice at any time. I wonder what the Great Hero of Yan wants?"

Just talk to Nie Xiaoqian as you like. However, facing Yan Chixia, Zhao Hao really put on the posture of a senior.

To do a show, you have to do the full set.

Yan Chixia did not hesitate and said directly: "Yan must do her best."

Zhao Hao nodded and his eyes were placed on the sword on Yan Chixia's back.

This is a good sword.
Chapter completed!