"The one who is close to the ink is the dark one. I think your character is becoming more and more like a matchmaker!" Niu Youdao pointed at her and said something that sounded like a scolding. I don't know why he was dissatisfied.
Yun Ji disdainfully said: "I care about my own image. I have done too many immoral things and got struck by lightning. Who is to blame? It's my fault!" She turned her head and ignored it.
In fact, she was holding back a smile in her heart. She had never seen this wise guy in such a miserable state. She really wanted the people in the Thatched Cottage to see what the Taoist Master looked like in their eyes.
Yuan Gang squatted by the water and remained silent. He knew Niu Youdao and knew that what Yunji said was right. Daoye has always been more concerned about his own image. In the past, his long back was combed and his hair was not messy. He loved bathing and being clean, but how could he be so different from himself?
So sloppy.
In fact, considering his background, he really hates Niu Youdao's bad habits, and he is not a woman, so why should he be so particular?
Although he and Yun Ji maintained a tacit understanding, he may not have wanted to let Niu Youdao adapt.
Niu Youdao pointed at her, okay, this woman's cultivation level is too high, so I won't say more, and suddenly pointed at the squatting Yuan Gang, "And you, why didn't you tell me when you saw it? Why, I became like you
It's all red, you're happy, aren't you?" After saying that, Yuan Gang kicked her on the butt.
Wow! Yuan Gang accidentally jumped into the water.
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The carriage swayed and went out of the city gate. Sitting in the carriage, Bai Kuanyuan, the Jin envoy to Qi, had a slight smile on his face. From time to time he opened the curtains and looked out at the scenery outside.
Nowadays, the Jin State is gaining power, with strong national power behind it, and he has done a great job as an envoy.
After confirming that he was far away from the city gate, Bai Kuanyuan turned around and pressed down on the backrest behind him, grabbed the carving and pulled it, revealing a dark room behind him.
In the small space, there was a person sitting curled up, with scabs all over his face. It was none other than Ximen Qingkong.
The injuries on his face were all caused by himself when he was tortured by the God of Bitter Pill.
The place where the disciples of the ghost doctor stayed was watched by people from Xiaoyue Pavilion. It was this envoy from the Jin State who used the power of the Jin State to help bring Ximen Qingkong out of the city.
Bai Kuanyuan moved his body, sat aside, patted the empty seat, "Mr. Ximen, please!"
Ximen Qingkong turned over and sat on the empty seat without saying a word.
Bai Kuanyuan looked at him with a strange smile, "I know your reputation, and I also admire it! I also know your heart. Don't worry, sir, Bai will definitely create an opportunity for revenge! Now, only
We, the State of Jin, have the ability to influence the deployment of the Qin army and create opportunities for revenge, sir!"
Ximen Qingkong still remained silent and silent.
When Bai Kuanyuan saw this, he laughed and said nothing.
Naturally, the Jin State has no reason to help Ximen Qingkong, but by the way, it is not a bad thing for the Jin State to help Ximen Qingkong to kill some important personnel of Xiaoyue Pavilion. It would be better if it can disrupt the Qin army.
People who can't even be defeated by the God of Bitter Pill don't expect to be able to hand over any secrets of defending the country.
But the Jin State believed that Ximen Qingkong must have some secret power of Weiguo.
After all, he is the best master in the world. It would be a pity if such a powerful assassin could not exert some value if he still had the secret power of defending the country!
The Jin State also believed that Ximen Qingkong would use the secret power of the Wei State to take revenge at all costs.
I don’t know how long they walked or how far they walked, but the convoy suddenly stopped.
Bai Kuanyuan opened the curtains and pointed to a mountain peak in the distance, "Mr. Ximen, have you seen it? On that mountain top, there are people who will pick you up and provide you with all the help you need. Go with them! I will send you there right away.
Yes, sir, take care!"
Boom! The carriage suddenly fell into pieces, and a blue sword shadow flashed in four directions, like a thunderbolt, and a group of accompanying men and horses were cut at the waist like wheat, and fell down in a row.
The incident happened so suddenly that everyone was caught off guard.
The person who shook out the Heavenly Sword Talisman in the air was slashed with blood by a sword-shaped blue light rising into the sky.
Dozens of retinue mages immediately joined forces to attack, and in the chaos, blue sword shadows flashed across the area.
Amidst the splashing of blood and water, the blue light sword shadow paused, and the scarred and expressionless Ximen Qingkong appeared on the ground, holding in his hand a heavenly sword talisman that he had just snatched!
Of the dozens of besiegers, only three were left standing not far away fearfully.
The three people's faces were full of panic. There were so many people, but no one was an enemy of the other party. Dozens of people were killed in the blink of an eye. Quick! Too fast!
The three of them were already frightened, but today they saw the terrifying strength of the number one master on the Dan List!
The carriage had been frightened for a long time, and it was running with the broken frame behind it. When it bumped, a body rolled out of the carriage, or two parts to be precise.
Bo Kuanyuan, who was cut off at chest level, had his eyes wide open and his mouth was still opening and closing.
The remaining dozens of Jin soldiers guarding him were all holding weapons and didn't know what to do. No one dared to approach Ximen Qingkong.
The three surviving monks looked back at the dead Bai Kuanyuan, and suddenly noticed that Ximen Qingkong turned his head and looked coldly. The three of them seemed to have triggered the spring at the same time, and fled away at the same time.
Bai Kuanyuan is dead and has lost the value of protection. There is no need for them to fight for a dead man.
Ximen Qingkong suddenly dodged, made several ups and downs, caught up with a horse that was fleeing in panic, flew on it, grabbed the reins and turned the direction, knocked the horse's belly with his heels, and galloped away towards the depths of the grassland...
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A pasture with several connected tents, a horse galloped over, jumped over the fence, and broke into it. The cows and sheep were so frightened that they ran away.
The people in the ranch, as well as the rancher who ran out of the tent, all drew their swords.
Ximen Qingkong drove his horse to the rancher, stopped his mount, and looked at him condescendingly.
After recognizing who this terrifying scarred face was, the rancher quickly put away the knife and immediately made a gesture to the people who were surrounding him. The people who were surrounding him immediately dispersed, pretending to be nonchalant, but in fact they were guarding the surrounding area.
This place is actually a point of Wufu in Weiguo, where Ximen Qingkong once visited.
The rancher grabbed the reins, looked up at him with a sad expression, and said in a trembling voice: "I heard that my husband was in danger, but I didn't expect to see him again."
Ximen Qingkong didn't feel too sad about him. He jumped off his horse and strode into the tent.
He walked straight to the case, picked up the milk bottle, raised his head and drank.
The rancher standing behind choked up and raised his head with tears streaming down his face. The country was broken, and the country’s leader was dead!
Putting down the milk bottle, raising his sleeves and wiping his mouth, Ximen Qingkong turned his back and asked, "Where is Xuan Wei's body?"
The rancher choked and said: "Your Majesty's body has been brought back to the front line of the Qin Army by Yu Cang."
Ximen Qingkong: "Confirm whether the bird mount at the connection point is still there, and arrange it immediately. If I want to use it, find me a handy sword, preferably similar to the original size!"
The rancher wiped away tears, "Sir, I want to..."
Ximen Qingkong turned around, and faced the other party with a somewhat ferocious face, and said word by word: "Go and make arrangements immediately!"
When it was almost dusk, the rancher returned and brought back a cloth bag, which he placed with both hands in front of Ximen Qingkong, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating on the couch.
"The responding bird mount has been properly arranged and has been ordered to return to its original standby point!"
Ximen Qingkong opened his eyes, reached out and grabbed the cloth bag, and with a burst of magic power, the cloth bag shattered into pieces.
He grabbed the sword with both hands, pulled it out and looked at it. After checking it, he put it back into its sheath with a "choking" sound. He stood up, grabbed some ropes, tied the sword and tied it behind his back.
He took off a gray cloth cloak hanging on the pole supporting the tent, shook it out with both hands, draped it on himself, tied the shoulder straps, and flipped the brim of the hat over his head, half-covering his face.
Walk away.
The rancher suddenly rushed away, grabbed his arm, and asked excitedly: "Sir, are you going to avenge your Majesty?"
Ximen Qingkong: "Go away!"
Rancher: "Sir, think twice, that's a trap. Yucang took Junshang's body from Qijing just to lure you!"
Ximen Qingkong: "If I don't die, Xuanwei's body will never be in peace, for fear of being humiliated!"
The rancher said in pain: "Sir, you must have the secrets of the Wu Mansion entrusted to you by your Majesty. We are willing to listen to your orders, and we can secretly regroup, fulfill your will, and return our country to our country! If Xiaoyue Pavilion can restore Qin, we will
It may not be impossible to do it! Sir, the remnants of the Wei Kingdom are eagerly waiting for it!"
Ximen Qingkong's arm shook, causing the other party to stumble back a few steps, then continued to stride away, "Xuanwei is dead, what does defending the country have to do with me!"
"Sir!" The rancher chased after him. He watched Ximen Qingkong pull the horse and turn it over. He couldn't help shouting: "What should I do? What should I do?"
The sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded, and Ximen Qingkong had already galloped out. The horse jumped out of the pen and accelerated again.
The hood covering the face blew up, Ximen Qingkong looked ahead, expressionless, under the setting sun, in the wind, all the way away in dust and smoke, far away!
"Ah!" The rancher knelt on the ground, looked up at the sky and roared, tears filling his cheeks.
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In the Bingxue Pavilion, Chuan Ying was wandering around with a child in her arms. Her facial expression suddenly twitched violently, her steps froze, and she tensed her face to react. She immediately turned around and walked aside, handing over the infant child to a servant.
He himself hurried away and returned directly to his house.
After closing the door, he quickly walked to the dressing table, lay down in front of the mirror, and looked at his face in the mirror. As the magic power slowly relaxed, the skin and flesh on his face gradually became distorted.
Hearing footsteps walking outside, he turned around and looked around, as if he was terrified.
Following the footsteps, Fang breathed a sigh of relief, looked at himself in the mirror again, his Adam's apple twitching, cast another spell in front of the mirror, and restored his increasingly distorted face to normal, and then quickly left the house.
Leaving the Ice and Snow Pavilion, we flew into the snow-capped mountains deep in the vast snowfield.
When he came out of the snow-capped mountains again, he had already put on a mask, changed his clothes, and looked completely different.
Flying quickly, he broke into the trading canyon where people came and went in Bingxue Pavilion.
I landed on the road outside a row of shops, walked quickly, found a shop, looked up, and rushed in.
When I walked to the counter, I showed a sign in my palm to the shopkeeper.
After looking at it, the shopkeeper motioned to the waiter to go to the door and take a look, and then took Chuan Ying straight into the interior.
After the two entered a room, Chuan Ying took the initiative to close the door, then stepped forward and grabbed the shopkeeper, and asked in a deep voice: "Where is the medicine? Why hasn't the medicine arrived yet? Why hasn't it been delivered to me?"
The shopkeeper stood with his hands tied and remained silent.
"The medicine is here for me!" Another person's voice suddenly came from somewhere in the room.
"Who?" Chuanying looked around quickly.
Crunch! A standing cabinet placed against the wall was pushed open, and a person walked out of it. It was none other than Heishi, the elder of the Demon Holy Land.
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