When they learned that Su Shan was looking for her, everyone knew that everyone who saw her would call out "your man" - Hu Qing walked up to Yang Tianxiao hand in hand, his lips trembling back and forth, and he couldn't say a word as if he was out of control.
out.
With such a hopeless look, Yang Tianxiao wished he could drive her away right now.
"Master, master, master, Su Su Su - where is he?"
Yang Tianxiao was displeased that he had been out for so long and the first thing he said was not asking your master if I was okay?
"What did he do to you?"
"Ah? Ah -" Hu Qing was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, shaking his head like a rattle, "No, no, I didn't do anything to him."
Hearing that nothing happened, Yang Tianxiao felt that Hu Qing had no future, so why did he do nothing? You can't just put on your trousers and leave after eating and drinking, don't you? You were even chased home. You have no future.
Looking to her side: "Who are these two?"
Hu Qing stared blankly: Where are the good deeds? What about the good deeds?
Yang Tianxiao understood. These two were not outsiders. Look, they both looked bad now. Forget about the older one, it was definitely not related. But why was there a young monk? The monk came to the door in broad daylight.
, how unlucky.
Shui Xin kicked Hu Qing, Hu Qing jumped away, and finally became normal.
"Master, let me introduce you. This is my master, Immortal Yunzhong. Ah, strictly speaking, Hu Nuan and their master. Master, this is my master, the Yang Sect Master of Shuangyang Sect."
Yang Tianxiao understood instantly and saluted Yun Zhong: "Your Excellency is a swordsman. Thank you for teaching my apprentice swordsmanship."
Yun Zhong responded: "That's not what I taught you. She has no sword heart, so she doesn't count as a disciple of mine."
Yang Tianxiao: That’s great.
Hu Qing: "Master, this is my half-brother, Shui Xin. He is a monk."
Shui Xin chanted to the Buddha: "The young monk has met Master Yang."
Yang Tianxiao: "Hello, young master. Is this Hu Nuan's uncle that you often talk about?"
I asked the next question very lightly.
Hu Qing nodded repeatedly, yes, yes, so, where is Su Shan?
Yang Tianxiao thought to himself, who is this family? His eyes met Fan Lao: Look what you brought back.
Fan Lao: There's an old man who didn't come, so be glad.
Said Hu Qing: "Don't you have something to do with your master? Tell him quickly."
Hu Qing hehehe: "Master, where is Su Shan?"
Very good, everyone's face turned dark.
Shui Xin: I just became the Immortal Emperor, and I am a coward. The world of Wu Ding is over.
Yang Tianxiao snorted: "Are you so anxious to see him?"
Hu Qing blushed and shook Yang Tianxiao's arm: "Master, good master -" It's not easy for people to meet someone they like.
"The ancient battlefield. I'll be back soon."
Hu Qing immediately let go of his hand: "Then I'll go to the ancient battlefield."
Yang Tianxiao wanted to vomit blood, but the girl turned outwards - no! Their family must marry, and Su Shan would get married if he wanted to, and get out if he didn't want to!
Yang Tianxiao's face looked ugly to the naked eye, and he looked slender as if he couldn't see it: "Master, I will accompany you to the ancient battlefield."
Yang Tianxiao had no choice but to see where these two children had gone.
He stretched out his hand to Yun Zhong, saying, please. Yun Zhong nodded slightly, and the two of them walked forward side by side.
Hu Qing felt dizzy, and Shui Xin suddenly grabbed her arm.
"Are you crazy?"
Hu Qing was confused: "What did you say?"
Shui Xin pointed at her face: "You don't like this, how can you still like men in this life?"
The corner of Yang Tianxiao's mouth twitched in front of him, and he couldn't help but look back. He was shocked at first glance.
Just now, I was only thinking about being punished and didn't pay attention to observing anything else. Now I saw clearly what this monk looked like. To be honest, Su Shan couldn't compare to him, even Huang Jiao'er was compared to him.
So - could it be that Hu Qing is not blind because of Su Shan's beauty?
Suddenly I realized that Su Shan was good at something, he was not a monk.
Hu Qing spread his fingers and slapped the face that was approaching him away: "Do whatever you want, pay attention to the impact."
Hiss - this woman is crazy, she actually knows to pay attention to the influence.
Shui Xinxin said, it's over, I've been seduced.
The ancient battlefield is not in Cunzhong Realm, but a continent connected to it by a huge ancient bridge. It is said that originally Cunzhong Realm, the ancient battlefield, and several other continents were pieced together into one large piece.
The war broke into pieces and sealed. The Cunzhong Realm became part of the Immortal Realm, and the immortals joined forces to transform the ancient battlefield into a single piece that could be sealed.
Although the other side of the ancient battlefield is the Demon Realm, its location is special, like a plug. Once the ancient battlefield is destroyed, the Demon Realm's army will flood in.
Fan Lao asked about the battle situation. Hu Qing's love brain would calm down when it heard about business matters. After listening to this, he realized that one year after his group left, the immortals and demons officially fought. More than a hundred years later, the demon realm has not been able to break through.
, the casualties on this side of the Cunzhong boundary are within the normal range.
That is, there were casualties.
Thinking that some of the people she knew would never be seen again, Hu Qing silently took out her phone, opened the group, and browsed for a long time.
Shui Xin peeked from the side and said nothing.
The clouds only looked at the scenery, and their eyes were cold.
The ancient bridge is very wide, so wide that a market can be built on it. In fact, there are many buildings on it, and many people live in them. In Hu Qing's view, this is a military camp and living area.
She thought thoughtfully: "Master, the ancient battlefield is quite close to our Shuangyang Sect."
Yang Tianxiao looked back at her: "There is more than one ancient bridge to facilitate the arrival of backup. Not only the nine sects and nine tribes live here, but also other forces, including people from other worlds."
Hu Qing: "Then I'll be back. Apart from anything else, I can help with weapons."
Yang Tianxiao nodded: "Okay. You can't slack off, this is war."
Fan Lao thought to himself, when Hu Qing tells her story, I'm sure you won't say this again.
At this moment, everyone also saw Hu Qing, and immediately an acquaintance with something to do came over: "Hu Qing, your man——"
Hu Qing was frightened and said: "What are you shouting about? I am what I am. Put away your expression of watching a good show, otherwise don't blame me for beating you to your house."
She recognized it, it was from the Sanyang Sect.
The visitor was not afraid at all. He was not afraid, and neither were the others. He laughed loudly.
"Do you want to come to my house and give us a wedding invitation? Do you know that all the brothers and sisters of the Nine Sects are collecting dowry for you?"
Hu Qing's eyes darkened, what happened? How did it get to this point? Su Shan - he is not such a flamboyant person.
Su Shan is not public, but the nine sects and nine tribes are all eager to inquire and use loudspeakers. Especially how convenient mobile phones are. If you say something in a large group, who wouldn't know?
"Master, let's fly over." Hu Qing covered his face with his sleeves.
Seeing more people running over, Yang Tianxiao didn't want to be surrounded by his disciples, so he bound Hu Qing with his spiritual power and flew up.
Hu Qingdao, can't I fly on my own? And, do I need to tie it up?
She looked at Fan Lao: Have I offended my master?
Fan Lao responded with a meaningful look: The wolves have come to the house, do you think it offends you or not?
Hu Qingcai realized belatedly: Her parents caught her in early love?
The other end of the ancient bridge is covered with a layer of light white mist. Through the white mist, the sky is low and the earth is wide, and the sound of killing is far away.
