"Yuhao!" Wang Dong shouted excitedly to Huo Yuhao who was flying in the sky.
Huo Yuhao turned around and waved at Wang Dong with some embarrassment. It would be fine if Jiang Siming carried him away. It was really embarrassing for you to be held like this, with your butt facing the people behind you.
"This guy!" Ma Xiaotao looked at the proud and independent Jiang Siming on the Immortal Sword, with an inexplicable taste flashing in his eyes.
Although several other members of the new generation of Shrek's Seven Devils were a little surprised by Jiang Siming's actions, they were not too surprised. They thought it was all due to the specialness of Jiang Siming's martial spirit.
In their minds, they don't think Jiang Siming is that powerful. After all, Jiang Siming is relatively unknown in Shrek Academy.
However, such an unknown person became a disciple of Xuanzi. How could these top Shrek students, who were arrogant and arrogant, be convinced?
But Jiang Siming naturally ignored what they were thinking. Except for Ma Xiaotao, Wang Dong and Beibei, Jiang Siming was more concerned. What does the others have to do with Jiang Siming?
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Shrek Academy is not far from the junction of the Sky Soul Empire and the Star Luo Empire. After a long time of non-stop walking, everyone finally arrived at the border of the Sky Soul Empire.
Jiang Siming withdrew the Immortal Sword and landed slowly with Huo Yuhao in his arms.
Before Jiang Siming could put Huo Yuhao down, Wang Dong hurried over and looked at Jiang Siming longingly.
"Brother Sima, can you take me to fly around?" Wang Dong looked at Jiang Siming expectantly and said.
Although Wang Dong can fly himself, flying with a sword is too novel.
Jiang Siming put down Huo Yuhao, touched Wang Dong's little head and said with a smile, "There is a chance!"
Feeling the warmth from Jiang Siming's palm, Wang Dong couldn't help but feel a little tired, and his pink face turned slightly red.
"Wang Dong, what's wrong with you?" Huo Yuhao, being a straight man, thought Wang Dong was sick, so he quickly reached out and touched Wang Dong's forehead.
"What are you doing?"
In response to Huo Yuhao's sudden attack, Wang Dong's already blushing face became even redder, and he punched Huo Yuhao in the chest.
"Haha!" Jiang Siming couldn't help but smile as he watched the two of them playing around.
"Huo Yuhao, is it time for you to show off your skills?" Ma Xiaotao pulled Huo Yuhao over and raised her eyebrows. She didn't look like a lady at all, she looked like a little girl from a mixed society.
Huo Yuhao's grilled fish stall was very famous. Everyone looked forward to Huo Yuhao's cooking skills and went fishing and hunting one after another. Wang Dong, who originally wanted Jiang Siming to take him flying around, heard that Huo Yuhao was going to cook, so he hurried over to help.
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Jiang Siming was left alone to look at the busy people, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
Suddenly, an old hand placed on Jiang Siming's shoulder.
"Ancestor, why don't you try to blend in with these children?"
Jiang Siming smiled and did not answer Xuanzi's question. The silver rune in his hand flashed again and disappeared out of thin air in front of Xuanzi.
Looking at Jiang Siming who suddenly disappeared, Xuanzi couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Jiang Siming's unpredictable strength made this level 98 titled Douluo doubt his own strength again.
"Mr. Xuan!" Wang Yan on the side woke up Xuanzi who was in a daze.
"Where is your disciple? I saw him here just now." Wang Yan couldn't help but asked a little strangely.
Xuanzi sighed slightly, "Maybe this is the loneliness that belongs to the strong!"
Xuanzi took a sip of the wine in the gourd. Maybe he couldn't understand what Jiang Siming was feeling. But Xuanzi, who had lived a long life, was walking further and further down the road of loneliness in this world.
Wang Yan was also curious about the meaning of Xuanzi's words, but he became more and more curious about Jiang Siming.
The endless primeval forest was constantly flashing with silver light, and Jiang Siming's figure was looming.
Perhaps ten thousand years is just a change after waking up for Jiang Siming, but the changes in things and people on the mainland touch Jiang Siming's heart all the time.
Ten thousand years ago, Jiang Siming's heart was full of worries. No matter how powerful he was, there would always be weaknesses. However, ten thousand years later, Jiang Siming had no worries and no weaknesses on this continent. But Jiang Siming
But there is more loneliness.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Siming finally stopped changing his figure.
Feeling the incomparable silence around him, Jiang Siming felt as if he was in a confined space.
Opening his hands, Jiang Siming slowly closed his eyes. He let the gentle wind caress his body and listened to the rustling of the leaves.
A mysterious and mysterious artistic conception emanated from Jiang Siming's body.
"Time can indeed change a lot of things!" Jiang Siming showed a wry smile.
The purple sword intention of the Fairy Trap Sword was involuntarily released from Jiang Siming's body.
Jiang Siming didn't know when he had grasped the Immortal Falling Sword, and with a slow strike of the sword, the whole world seemed to freeze.
"puff"
A mouthful of blood spat out from Jiang Siming's mouth, and a crack appeared on the sword.
"Is this the power of time?" Jiang Siming recalled the moment of enlightenment with some fascination.
Jiang Siming's sword strike just now stopped time in this world for a moment, but it also suffered a backlash.
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At this moment, everyone at Huo Yuhao's side was eating enthusiastically.
"Put down that rabbit head!" Xu Sanshi shouted threateningly at Beibei.
"Come and grab it if you can!" Beibei looked at Xu Sanshi provocatively.
"Huh! Rabbits are so cute, why do you want to eat rabbits?" Jiang Nannan on the side lowered her head and whispered.
Apparently everyone has forgotten that Jiang Nannan’s martial spirit is the soft-bone charm rabbit.
"Yuhao, have you seen that guy Jiang Siming?" Ma Xiaotao put down the grilled fish in her hand and glanced around but did not find Jiang Siming.
Huo Yuhao was stunned and discovered that Jiang Siming had disappeared at some point.
"Captain, you seem to care about that guy very much!" Chen Zifeng said angrily.
Ma Xiaotao, who was originally fierce and strong, actually blushed and glared at Chen Zifeng.
"Are you looking for a fight?"
"Sister Xiaotao, have you known that guy before?" Ling Luochen asked in a strange tone.
Ma Xiaotao couldn't help but think of the memory of that night when her clothes were soaked through and she was almost naked by Jiang Siming, and her beautiful face couldn't help but blush slightly.
"Yes! It seems that our captain has a special relationship with that guy!" The male sheep who was eating grilled fish on the side did not wipe his ink mouth and couldn't help but gossip.
"Shut your mouth!" Ma Xiaotao said viciously.
"Sister Xiaotao, I'm a little curious now. What is it about that guy that attracts you? Is he very strong?" Ling Luochen said jokingly.
"Luo Chen! What on earth are you talking about? I've only met him a few times before." Ma Xiaotao quickly defended. She always had her own way of doing things and rarely explained, but for some reason she suddenly started talking more.
Maybe it was the accident that night that left some traces in Ma Xiaotao's heart.
Feeling the increasingly gossipy gazes of everyone, Ma Xiaotao quickly changed the subject and said, "But that guy is indeed very strong! It can be said that he is ridiculously powerful!"
Everyone became interested. Although Jiang Siming, as a disciple of Xuanzi, could not be too weak, it was really difficult to get Ma Xiaotao to say that he was extremely strong.
After all, Ma Xiaotao herself is almost the ceiling for soul masters of her age.