Xinghua Xiaozhu is the place where I first met Yuan Wuxiang.
Lu Shu leaned over to take care of the flowerbed in the fence, sending Kunpeng back from Hongmian. Seeing her serious look, she couldn't help but feel a sense of tranquility in the years.
In the previous battle, he only brought Yuan Wuxiang with him, while Lu Shu was left here. He walked towards her, and when he walked in, he found another person leaning against the side wall of the small building.
"I've kept you two waiting for a long time."
He approached and said hello, and Lu Shu stood up after hearing the sound.
"Young master is back!"
A look of joy appeared on her beautiful brows, and the person leaning against the wall also looked over and let out a cold snort when he saw it was Ji Kunpeng.
"I'm worried about you." Ji Kunpeng comforted Lu Shu, and then pretended to praise her loudly: "You have managed this flower garden in a very orderly manner in just a short time. Miss Luzhu is so beautiful and ingenious."
Lu Shu glanced at Yuan Wuxiang, smiled and said: "Thank you for your praise, Mr. Yinbao also helped a lot."
"Young master, you must be thirsty after traveling all the way. Lu Lu will go and make you tea right now."
After carefully noticing that the atmosphere was different, Lu Shu turned around and returned to the house without waiting for Kunpeng to respond, leaving space for these two people who had obviously misunderstood.
"Why don't you wear a mask today?" Ji Kunpeng came to Yuan Wuxiang and asked.
He didn't stop Yuan Wuxiang from leaving that day. He thought they would part ways, but he didn't expect that the young master would come back with such a strong promise.
snort!
Yuan Wuxiang didn't answer but turned his head away, as if he didn't want to pay any attention to labor.
When they were in Fudo City, Qilin Xing told him his guess that the death of Emperor Taiyao Jin was most likely part of Ji Kunpeng's plan.
Although Su Huanzhen also vaguely hinted that Taiyao Huangjin might be voluntary, Yuan Wuxiang was still very uncomfortable with the matter of risking his friend's life.
Ji Kunpeng also knew the reason for Yuan Wuxiang's attitude at this time.
Knowing that he was estranged from him for sitting back and watching Tai Yao Huang Jin die, a certain fish felt very sorry for this in his heart, but he still wanted to become friends with the young master.
Shaking his head, without further explanation, Ji Kunpeng said calmly: "We have been protecting each other all this way. Our kindness is over. Let's part ways."
Hearing this, Yuan Wuxiang's face turned around.
"You want to drive me away?"
Immediately he realized that there was something wrong with his words, and immediately made a serious face: "Master Yinqiao has made a lifelong promise. If you say it, I will protect you until you find a new guard."
Seeing his duplicity, Kunpeng stopped talking, turned around, walked to the stone table under the poplar tree and sat down.
He took a look at the scenery of the rivers and lakes, and then shouted into the room.
"Luzhu, is the tea ready?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Shu pushed out the door with a cup of steaming tea, obviously ready for it.
"Sir, please taste it."
Lu Shu served the tea to Ji Kunpeng's table, then stood behind him and gently pressed his shoulders.
"Thanks for your hard work."
He picked up the cup and took a sip, then asked Kunpeng to look at the riverside.
The integration plan was broken, and he had no intention of making other arrangements until he came up with a more comprehensive plan.
As for Jiulun Tian and Qi Xie...
They have just kicked the steel plate of Tai Yao Huang Jin. If Jiulun Tian is not stupid, they will change their targets. But currently, the only ones on the table that can become their targets are Fudo City and Sanjiao.
Fudo City's trump card has not yet been revealed. The Buddhist sect has Zambibala and Difo Lord, as well as the previous commander, Zen Immortal Xueyin. As long as the Sunken King does not move out, he should be safe. If these two are removed, the result will be obvious.
Either Taoism or Confucianism.
But this is a matter for the three religions, and Ji Kunpeng is not prepared to interfere. His current focus is still on Shen Yifei.
Well, there is also Qi Xie, he...
Anyway, he doesn't know his real goal. Since he likes to bet on the three religions, he won't fight with him. Judging from his habit of changing places after betting, he will naturally move after Su Huanzhen is pushed out.
Target.
Thinking of Qi Xie and Jie Fengdi in the original drama, Ji Kunpeng burst out laughing.
"What did the young master think of that makes you so happy?" Lu Shu stopped her movements and asked.
"It's nothing, Tianzhidao should have completed its mission. Let's go back to Hongmian."
"Didn't you just come back from there?"
...
After delivering the mission with Shenji, Ghost Blade Xihen set out to return to the Sword Sealing Tower on the way home.
The cold god of death stood in the way, and the cold wind swept over me with a chilling air.
The familiar white figure was the person he was thinking about. Feeling the majestic sword intent on the other person's body, Ghost Blade Xihen's body trembled slightly.
Not scared, but trembling with excitement!
"I originally thought that I would go back to the Sealing Sword Tower first and then have a duel with you. That would be a good idea."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Canming, who was behind the Ghost Blade Xihen, unsheathed his sword and took action. Then his steps sank and the swordsman started to take action.
"Come on, let me see what you can do with your sword."
There was no response, Qi Ji already explained his intention, and Tian Zhidao turned around and turned into a sword, with all its edge and murderous intent.
Immediately, light flashed across his eyes.
When the shadow moves, the sword follows.
when!
When famous swords clash, the sound is like the cry of phoenixes, echoing crisply.
"not bad."
Feeling the power from the sword, although Ghost Blade Xihen was knocked back, his fighting spirit became even more arrogant.
The hand is quick, the sword is quick, the sword edge spins lightly, and the light is three-pointed.
On the other hand, Tian Zhidao remained silent and his sword edge was only at the enemy's strategic point.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding…
Sword light overflowed, sword energy spread across the sky, and an ultimate sword fight broke out in the jungle.
Ten miles away, a white-haired man holding a jade bamboo staff suddenly stopped and turned to look into the distance.
"With such sword intent, he is a top master."
The hand holding the bamboo stick began to knock unconsciously. He was obviously interested in going to watch the fight, but there was an undecided look on his face.
When he was hesitating, a girl's crisp voice came to his ears.
"You can go if you want. I can take care of myself. If you continue to waste time here, it will be over."
Hearing this, Baifa smiled.
"Then please, Miss, please stay here for a while."
...
The sword moves are like crazy, and the real energy is lost rapidly after repeated quick attacks. Ghost Blade Xihen knows that his cultivation is not as good as his opponent, so he can only win with his sword skills.
Thinking of it.
With a life-killing sword blow, Ghost Blade Xihen turned over and opened the distance. After landing, he inhaled and exhaled gently, reproducing Xihen's famous move.
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With a flying leap, a rainbow appeared in the evening stream.
In an instant, a huge hole was cut in the dome, as if the sky was in disaster and the world was in disaster!
"The sword moves are good, but it's a pity that they are tangible but unintentional."
As soon as the words fell, Tian Zhidao raised his sword power, and with an unpretentious sword, he pierced the approaching Luohong sword.
Ding!
The sword tips collided, and the power was transmitted through the body. The earth shook and the space condensed.
Immediately, the speed of the surrounding area resumed, Tian Zhidao turned his wrist lightly, and the sword intent spurted out like a sharp sword from its sheath along with the majestic and profound power.
boom!
The figure above flew backwards and struggled to get up after landing. There was a bone-deep sword mark on his chest and blood was flowing.
"You can't kill Qing. This revenge should be ended with the mad knife. We didn't want to interfere, but you..."
"You shouldn't, you shouldn't, hurt Tai Yao Huang Jin!"
His words stopped, his energy condensed, Tian Zhidao's eyes were cold, and his murderous intent was not concealed.
"It's no use talking anymore, let's take action, cough cough..."
Although he was defeated, his pride could not tolerate humiliation. Ghost Blade Xihen supported his body with his sword and remained standing.
He didn't say much about the way of heaven. He was invincible and with one strong stroke, the sword light flew out and went straight to the Ghost Blade's throat.
At the critical moment, a freezing sword energy crossed the entrance and hit the sword light.
With a bang, the sword energy turned into a cloud of cold mist, and the sword light actually froze solid under this mist. Its momentum was greatly reduced, and finally it turned into a piece of broken ice when it landed on the ground.
Um!
Tian Zhidao turned his eyes and looked towards the direction where the sword energy was coming.
"Let's look for scenery in the mountains and rivers, why bother fighting for fame in the rivers and lakes?
The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, and the sky and the earth are vast for me to navigate."
The sound of leisurely and elegant poems sounded, and an indifferent traveler came slowly, feeling cold and windy all over his body.
"I am Cangmangxingren. It is polite to let you live your life."