Amid such resentment and charm, and with an alluring voice coming from him, Fan Qinghui knew who it was without even turning around. Her eyes could not help but change slightly, and she felt surprised in her heart.
At this moment, a white shadow passed by and floated into the sedan like a cloud. The soft and moving woman's body squeezed into the space that was no longer enough to accommodate people in the sedan. Her hair was sprinkled on Jiang Dali's iron
cast on the cheek.
The Six Heroes of Huashan carrying the sedan all stood frozen on the spot with their eyes wide open. At that moment, countless wonderful expressions passed through their eyes, including surprise, joy, obsession, humility, etc.
It's hard to imagine what kind of stunning beauty a person has seen, so that his eyes can change so many expressions in less than half a breath.
Just before the six people came to their senses.
There was a "swish" sound, and the sedan door curtain opened.
A burly figure lowered his head and flew out the moment the door curtain was opened.
A charming and alluring red figure wrapped her arms around Jiang Dali's thick neck like a water snake. Although her body was not picked up, she was hanging with only her arms as if she was stuck to Jiang Dali's body. As Jiang Dali followed,
Land together.
"I have come all the way to find you. Is your enemy so incomprehensible to me?"
Jiang Dali stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and directly pulled off the bun that was stuck to his body. Without looking at its delicate body, he looked at the maroon front door in front of him and said calmly, "I asked you to come here to do business, not to talk about romance with you.
I never get colds or anything like that."
Huanwan glanced at Fan Qinghui, who was looking at her, and leaned half of her delicate body against Jiang Dali and said softly, "Okay, I will listen to you, whether you want to demolish Cihang Jingzhai this time, or
It doesn't matter if you want to burn down this holy land of martial arts, as long as you don't want to collect these charming people into Madame Yazhai, I will listen to you."
Behind them, the Six Heroes of Huashan and the other six people looked at Huanwan's charming smile, her elegant and refined jade face and her swaying posture, almost all of them were in a daze and couldn't help themselves.
I never expected that there would actually be such a woman in this world who looks like a fairy from heaven and behaves like a demon from hell, giving people infinitely different attractions.
Fan Qinghui frowned, clasped his hands and stared at Huan Huan, "Girl Huan Huan is now the leader of the Yin Gui sect, why don't you broaden your horizons and be open-minded, and why do you only think about killing and creating various things all day long?"
Kind of trouble."
"Good at causing all kinds of trouble."
Huanwan's face suddenly turned cold, and her expression returned to her usual calmness. She snorted coldly and said, "When it comes to creating troubles, you Cihang Jingzhai are the ones who are more troublesome. The successors of the past generations were born one by one, stirring up the throne of the princes.
dispute.
Our Yingui sect is just a small witch compared to you, so why don't you just be more open-minded and close your doors from now on and don't cause any more trouble in the world."
Before Fan Qinghui could say anything, a "Hey!" sound came out.
The maroon door was suddenly opened by a young nun, and a middle-aged nun with a plain face came from behind the door.
The eyes of several people immediately fell on these two people. They saw that there was no one in the square behind them, and Fan Qinghui was facing the nun.
The middle-aged female nun returned the greeting and whispered the Buddha's name. She looked at Jiang Dali and Huanwan and said calmly: "The poor nun asks the sky, almsgiver Jiang and almsgiver Huanwen. Hello! I heard that you have come to worship the mountain. The master of the house and all the sisters and brothers
They are all waiting quietly at Songtaoxuan in the back mountain."
After saying this, the middle-aged nun turned around and began to lead the way, as if she was not involved in the fireworks of the world.
"Zhai Master?"
Jiang Dali looked at Fan Qinghui, who extended his hand to invite you, and stepped into the maroon main door. He smiled calmly and said, "I know all your descendants, but with so many descendants, who is the master now?"
Fan Qinghui then raised his hand and said, "The current owner of our Cihang Jingzhai is Master Yun Xiangzhen."
"Oh? It turns out to be her. I didn't expect that this old senior is still alive."
Jiang Dali said with a strange expression in his eyes, and followed the middle-aged nun leading the way on the gravel path next to the main hall, heading straight to the back mountain, but his words seemed rude and rude.
But Fan Qinghui didn't think so and said calmly, "Master Yun is the ninth generation master of Cihang Jingzhai, and he is also the master of this life. Because the current world is not peaceful, Master Yun just came out of seclusion.
Guard my house, if it takes more than ten years, maybe the position of the master of my house will be passed on to Qin Mengyao’s nephew."
"Hahaha."
Jiang Dali laughed, "You said the world is not peaceful? Is there anyone else in the world today who dares to come to your Cihang Jingzhai to cause trouble?"
Huanwen, who was following him, chuckled, "Isn't it obvious that the two people who dare to cause trouble for Cihang Jingzhai in today's world are now standing inside the mountain gate of Cihang Jingzhai."
These two people spoke.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Although the four of them were walking forward, the air was already stagnant for a while. Jiang Dali's black cloak was dragging on the ground, his eyes flashed and he continued with a sneer, "It seems that this Hongmen Banquet has been carefully planned for this village owner for a long time.
It’s interesting, the leader of this village is more interested now.”
"There is a Taoist who is good at chess, and he treats others with kindness in every game. If the leader of the village can treat others calmly, he will definitely gain more goodwill in the world."
Fan Qinghui spoke calmly, seemingly still calm and composed, but the nerves in his brain were tighter than the tendons on a slingshot.
Because she knew very well that right now, many fellow apprentices and sisters in the house were waiting for the leader of Black Wind Village. This was indeed a Hongmen Banquet that had been arranged in the house.
This plan was originally proposed by Yun Xiangzhen, the ninth generation master, and the purpose was to remove the leader of the Black Wind Village who had seriously threatened the normal order of the Ming Dynasty as a last resort.
If the other party didn't come, that would be fine. They monks would not take the initiative to find trouble with him. They would only observe Zhu Yunwen's situation in the future to correct the chaos, and would never allow the emperor of the Ming Dynasty to be used as a puppet.
If there is really no way to save it, then we can only resolutely support King Yan to ascend to the throne. The long-term pain will be worse than the short-term pain.
But now the other party has arrived, and he seems confident. Even though Fan Qinghui knows very well that from the moment the leader of Heifeng Village steps on the God's Treading Peak today, it may be difficult for this green forest giant to cause trouble again, but the other party has done it again and again.
The achievements and fame still made her inexplicably nervous.
At this time, it was not only Fan Qinghui who was nervous, but Jiang Dali and Huanwan were also nervous. They knew that this time they really took the initiative to break into the Longtan Tiger's Den. Cihang Jingzhai actually concentrated all his strength and was about to
Meet them here.
Jiang Dali's conjecture had come true. At this moment, he felt that the original feeling of being stared at by "an eye" was even stronger.
Even when he passed by an apiary nearby, he had the illusion that all the bees were staring at him.
If Di Ni really existed and his soul rested on heaven and earth.
Then he doesn't need a big piece of heaven and earth, he only needs to cover the Emperor's Step Peak. Now as long as he is in Cihang Jingzhai, he will be in danger everywhere, and his every move may be monitored.
This incredible power of the soul has definitely surpassed the magician Pang Ban, surpassed Xiang Yutian, and even surpassed Xiongba. Even though there may be many limitations due to lifespan and "death barrier" status, it still seems so mysterious and unknown, making people strongly fear it.
.
However, Jiang Dali has no regrets. Even if he does something wrong, he never wastes time regretting it. He only sums up lessons and learns from experience.
And this time, he must come.
At this moment, some of the thoughts and reflections that flashed through his mind were: Will the trump cards he prepared still be useful when analyzed at the current stage?
——If King Nie Ren and Guan Yutian had not rejected their kindness a few days ago and took them to worship the mountain together, how likely would it be to threaten the life of this old monster Di Ni?
While thinking, several people turned left and right.
After passing a large tea garden with a fragrant aroma, we arrived at the back mountain where the terrain suddenly opened up, and we heard the sound of waterfalls and waves.
But I saw a steep peak with canine teeth in the distance.
A waterfall burst out of the rock, pouring hundreds of feet, and the rapids were deafening.
In the open space in front of everyone, there is a bright pavilion in the forest, facing the infinite abyss. The mist between the peaks and ridges is dense with nitrogen. On the opposite side, the peaks and ridges stretch out, and the steep cliffs stand.
In this midsummer season, Mingxuan is surrounded by green waves and blooming mountain flowers, just like a fairyland on earth.
But what is even more celestial than this paradise on earth is the four or five celestial women gathered at Mingxuan to make tea and have a banquet.
It was as if time had stood still at this moment.
Wentini stopped here and said calmly, "Donor Jiang, Donor Huanwan, please!"
Between the tables opposite, Concubine Xuan didn't put on any makeup, but her jade face was as bright as the sun rising from the morning glow. She turned to glance at Jiang Dali, with a faint helpless sigh floating from the corner of her red lips, "
Village leader, you are well!"
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