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Chapter 441: Crossing the River in White Clothes

Chapter 441 Crossing the River in White Clothes

Huangfusu was unlucky again.

While walking on the road, I was beaten up for no reason.

With a bruised and swollen face, a man held up his neck and insulted him arbitrarily. The frustration in Huangfusu's heart is self-evident. Since coming to Nanshan Sword Sect, Huangfusu no longer has the arrogant and domineering attitude he had in the Thirteen Wastelands.

He started to behave with his tail between his legs.

He understands that he is too weak in Fengshen Continent.

He wants to become stronger and then teach those who look down on him. Of course, the first person to kill is Chu Ge!

But what is difficult to understand is that trouble always comes to him.

A few days ago, Huangfusu was beaten up by a group due to the Shenqiao Shuangsha incident, resulting in severe injuries.

He had just regained his strength and was planning to go out for a walk. Who would have thought that an angry man suddenly appeared and yelled at him: "Are you Huangfu Su?"

Huangfu Su nodded blankly. He was caught and beaten up without even understanding the situation. What shocked him was that the other party was a cultivator in the Other Shore Realm, and he couldn't resist at all.

Plop!

He was thrown to the ground.

"Xiaoxiao, I've captured Huangfu Su. You can kill or chop him up as you please!" Zhan Feng glared at Huangfu Su angrily, then turned around and gave Bian Xiaoxiao a gentle smile.

Huangfusu's mind was in chaos.

What are these?

"Keep your head up."

Bian Xiaoxiao slowly squatted next to Huangfu Su and spoke softly. His breath was like orchid, emitting an alluring fragrance that was intoxicating. In the past, Huangfu Su would have appreciated the beauty next to him, but now he did not dare to

After moving for a moment, he raised his head stiffly like a puppet.

Bian Xiaoxiao's eyes turned cold.

Snap!

He slapped Huangfu Su hard on the face, leaving a red palm print directly on his face.

Blood could be seen from the corner of Huangfusu's mouth.

He lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly at Bian Xiaoxiao.

He could see that his life and death depended on the two people in front of him.

"What's wrong, Xiaoxiao? I'm so angry after the beating, do you want me to castrate him?" Zhan Feng said sternly.

Bian Xiaoxiao shook her head, her beautiful eyes showed a hint of coldness, that hateful figure appeared in her mind, and she whispered softly: "You have found the wrong person, he is not Huangfu Su."

Zhan Feng was slightly startled, kicked Huangfu Su away, pointed at the embarrassed Huangfu Su, and said: "Isn't it Huangfu Su that I captured?"

"No! The person I'm looking for is not Huangfusu."

Bian Xiaoxiao walked to the book desk, spread out the rice paper, and picked up the pen to write as if the words were flowing smoothly. After half a cup of tea, Bian Xiaoxiao looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, nodded slightly, brought it to Huangfusu's eyes, and asked lightly:

"Do you recognize this person?"

Huangfusu said hurriedly: "I recognize him! He is Chu Ge!"

"Chu Ge"

Bian Xiaoxiao opened her red lips lightly and read the name several times. A smile that stunned Zhan Feng suddenly appeared on her beautiful face. She was tricked by Chu Ge again.

For the first time in her life, she was teased by a man. Instead of being angry, Bian Xiaoxiao felt a little expectant.

A handsome person is rare in the world, but an interesting soul is rare in the world.

"I will have fun with you."

Bian Xiaoxiao glanced at Huangfu Su who was kneeling at his feet and said with a smile: "It seems that you and Chu Ge have some hatred. Come, tell me about him. If I am in a good mood, I can avenge you."

Huangfusu's body trembled, and a sinister look emerged in his eyes.

It’s Chu Ge again!

"Chu Ge, you have framed me several times, so don't blame me for being ruthless!" Thinking of this, Huangfusu knelt on the ground and recounted what he knew about Chu Ge.

Moon Worship City is not far from Nanshan Sword Sect, only separated by a mighty river.

Chu Ge and others did not take the flying spiritual weapon, but chose to cross the river by boat.

The river flows across the river in a mighty and endless way.

The waves are rolling and the water is sparkling.

The five people were sitting in a lonely boat, looking at the beautiful scenery where the water and the sky meet. The sun was setting in the west, emitting a warm valley-yellow light, which was reflected on the river, making it even more magnificent.

"This river is called Chixiao." Zhen Jin slowly came to Chu Ge at some point and said lightly: "Senior Brother Chu, does he know the origin of the name?"

"I don't know." Chu Ge shook his head.

Zhen Jin arranged her words, her beautiful eyes flashed with a light of wisdom, and she said softly: "About twenty or thirty years ago, the Chixiao River was just a stream, but one day, two people fought, and one of them was from the Western Regions.

An eminent Buddhist monk, the other is the famous Yunzhong Brocade Sword, the Little Sword God."

"That battle was earth-shaking, the Buddha's light was overwhelming, and the sword light stretched for more than ten miles, even spreading to the Nanshan Sword Sect area."

"The little sword god held the fairy weapon, Chixiao, and slashed a ravine ten thousand feet long with one sword." Zhen Jin's beautiful eyes were full of longing, "Since then, the ravine turned into a river, hence the name, Chixiao."

Chu Ge was speechless for a long time.

Split a ravine thousands of feet wide with one sword?

This is simply unimaginable and cannot be done by humans!

The Little Sword God with the Brocade Sword in the Clouds?

Chu Ge took a deep breath, then his swordsmanship must be very superb.

Fengshen Continent is so magnificent.

Is there a presence of him on this stage?

"The rolling waters of the Yangtze River pass eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success or failure, turn away in vain."

Chu Ge is wearing a white robe, reflected in the scene where the water and the sky meet. He has a kind of artistic conception of Taoist immortals. He can only hear his voice as if he is singing softly, "The green mountains are still there, and the sunsets are red several times. The white-haired fisherman

On the Qiaojiang River, I am accustomed to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze. I am happy to meet each other with a pot of turbid wine."

Zhen Jin looked at the man beside her and bit her lower lip gently.

There was no look of favor or admiration in her eyes. Instead, there was a strange look in her eyes. If Chu Ge paid attention to Zhen Jin at this time, he would notice this phenomenon.

Shu Nan and the other three people also had different expressions.

"So many things in ancient and modern times are all made up of jokes." Chu Ge closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, the boat was close to the river bank.

From a distance, they saw the Moon Worship City, a very ordinary city.

But this is only relative. A city like Moon Worshiping City only exists in legends in Yunhuang.

Entering Moon Worshiping City, the five of them first visited the city lord.

The Lord of Worshiping City is at the Heavenly Palace Realm, and Chu Ge and the others are at the Divine Bridge Realm. Naturally, they are not qualified to see the true appearance of the City Lord. They are just giving a briefing and making a record in the City Lord's Mansion to prove that they have carried out their mission.

"There is no trace of the occurrence of the beast tide. We can only wait for the next beast tide to come. If there is no beast tide within a month, it means that we have completed our mission."

As he spoke, Shu Nan laughed at himself: "I hope the beast tide will not come, so that we will get the reward in vain."

The four of them chuckled a few times.

It was getting late, so the five of them found a "Home Inn" to stay.

night.

Chu Ge felt lonely. Speaking of it, this was his first time to truly enter the Fengshen Continent.

Since arriving here, he has been staying in the Nanshan Sword Sect.

"There is no difference between Fengshen Continent and Yunhuang, except that there is no Yan'er, no Xue'er, no dead fat man, and no Long Xiang."

Chu Ge's voice gradually became deeper.

After sleeping for a long time and having no intention of practicing, Chu Ge took a leisurely stroll and unknowingly came to the courtyard of the inn. Suddenly he was slightly startled and saw a beautiful silhouette standing there.

In the moonlight, she looks like the legendary fairy Chang'e.

Beautiful, weak.

His eyes are as gentle and peaceful as water.

(End of chapter)


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