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Chang Xia slashed Duan Lingya's neck with his knife, and the crazy young man instantly became quiet - he fell down in a daze.
Changxia pinched his eyebrows slightly in annoyance.
It is confirmed that this kid's madness is natural and not affected by anything.
She looked at the always dark sky of Chi Zhouhai with dark eyes, but this time no thunder struck.
Another thing she wanted to verify was also confirmed.
Cang Xuan’s Heavenly Dao really can’t control Chi Zhouhai.
In fact, Duan Lingya hadn't finished speaking, but she was impatient to listen.
It’s better to stay away from this kind of guy who speaks crazy words three times for every normal word he says.
She took out a kite and sent a message to Bie Jingchun.
"Master, you are still in Chi Zhouhai"
Maybe because they were all in Chi Zhouhai, Bie Jingchun received the message quickly and replied quickly.
"I'm hunting. I'll bring you a gift when I come back."
Changxia almost immediately thought of what the gift her master was talking about. She remembered the pile of fox fur in her storage bag and was hesitant to speak.
Never mind, it’s at least Master’s intention.
At worst, when her master really gave her the scarf, she would pretend to be happy.
She held the kite in both hands and said slowly, "I'm at Chi Zhouhai now, with Li Bai."
When Bie Jingchun received this message, he held a kite in one hand and a seemingly ordinary iron sword in the other—in fact, it was truly ordinary. Changxia had made it during his first trip to the Western Territory. He had hung it up in the blacksmith's shop for four ounces and three cents. Unable to bear the thought of his apprentice, Bie Jingchun, who was following behind, immediately bought it.
And it is still used today.
The blade of the iron sword was still dripping with bright red blood, and the smell of rust mixed with the fishy smell of foxes spread throughout the entire hall. From his sword downwards, there was a winding stream of blood, and the corpses of foxes with only their limbs left were scattered all over the ground.
A swordsman with a youthful face stood in a sea of corpses and blood, his black robes not stained with a speck of dust. He glanced indifferently at the palace that was once the most sacred palace of the Chi Zhouhai royal family.
Then he casually tapped the kite with his other hand, which was holding the kite.
"I'll send you a location. Bring Xiao Libai with you. Master has found a good place recently."
Chang Xia asked: "Can I bring two more people?"
Bie Jingchunhui: "It's up to you."
Then he finally put away the kite and paid some attention to the fox crawling at his feet.
The former king of the nine-tailed red fox was now lying on the ground like a dead dog, looking at Bie Jingchun angrily.
He cursed loudly, "Don't be Jingchun, you will die a miserable death! You have been carrying the karma of Cang Xuan for eight hundred years. I wonder how long you can keep being so arrogant!"
The echo reverberated in the empty hall. The black-robed swordsman remained expressionless as he unleashed his sword. The fox king who had been roaring just now was now truly a dead fox.
His sword strike was precise and effective, killing the fox without damaging its fine fur.
Then he slowly polished his sword and said to the dead fox, "After all, I've been arrogant longer than you."
Of course the fox couldn't answer him, but he didn't care much.
After he had simply prepared the fox fur, the young man with white beard and hair came out from the corner, clasped his hands together, and bowed to Bie Jingchun with a smile.
"Thank you, Sword Immortal, for your help."
Bie Jingchun didn't even have the interest to look up at him. His eyes were fixed on his hand that was tending the sword.
He didn't feel sorry at all that he used the fish oil, which was worth a fortune, to maintain an ordinary piece of iron.
Just when Song Jia thought he would not get a response, he suddenly heard a faint voice: "Zuo Qin forbids me to kill you, so you'd better not do anything unnecessary."
The smile on Song Jia's face remained unchanged: "Sword Immortal, you worry too much. I have always been the most aware of the current situation. If that day really comes, I am afraid that even if it is not Sword Immortal, Zuo Shanzhu will not let me go."
Don't be surprised that Chun took good care of the sword and put the long sword into the scabbard.
"Zuo Qin is the most vicious person. He has a cold exterior but a warm heart. He's easy to coax if you get the right way. But I'm the exact opposite of him."
He said slowly, "I'm a rough man. I don't understand what they say about a little impatience ruining a big plan. I only know one thing."
Song Jia felt as if he was being targeted by some ferocious beast that he could never defeat. If he wasn't careful, he would be torn to pieces in the next moment.
His hairs are standing on end!
He heard the cold and indifferent voice of the Sword Immortal of the time: "I only know that whoever wants to kill my apprentice will be killed by me."
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Song Jia felt his back was already wet with cold sweat!
Only after confirming that Bie Jingchun had left did Song Jia dare to move.
He moved his body slowly and stiffly, like a statue that had just come to life.
He spread out his palms. The blood vessels that used to flow with bright red blood were now flowing with a disgusting dark green liquid, contaminated with the foul aura of the demon cultivators. Everything would go from bad to worse.
Sometimes he even felt that his body was decaying.
He also grew up practicing the pure energy of immortals, and was once a member of a famous and upright family, a favored child of heaven. Chi Zhouhai's turbid energy also made him feel evil and dirty.
Now he spends all day with these things.
He was not born with a love for cleanliness. He did not insist on wearing white clothes that were spotless. This was a habit he developed after coming to Chi Zhouhai.
Because he couldn't stand himself with demonic patterns all over his body, and couldn't stand himself being in Chi Zhouhai, mixing with demons.
I can only get some comfort from the pathological cleanliness.
How sad.
He used to have black hair and black eyes and didn't feel dirty, but now his hair and beard are all white and he is dressed in white, but he feels that he can never wash himself clean.
He looked at the direction where Bie Jingchun left, and couldn't help thinking in his heart - it turns out that there really is a master like this.
Changxia is really like a contrast to my own life. Everything that I cannot get is within my reach for her.
No, she might not even be within her reach, Song Jia laughed at herself, she didn't even need to stretch out her hand, someone would naturally offer everything to her.
The white-robed demon cultivator walked through the blood-stained Fox Palace. Behind him was the throne of the Six Royal Clans that he had coveted for a long time, but he did not even look back.
——
Since the master has spoken, Changxia can't ignore him.
After throwing Duan Lingya into the formation to return to the eastern border, she returned to her own northern border.
He grabbed Pei Xilai, Xingyun, and Li Bai who were playing cards, clapped his hands, and said, "Stop playing, and come with me to a nice place."
At the same poker table, Yu Hanzhu, who was left behind, said: "So you took all my poker partners away, what should I do?"
Chang Xia pointed to the Yunting monks who were training outside and said, "There are a lot of people over there, go find them."
Yu Hanzhu's head was pounding. "I've already won all their monthly silver. There's nothing more to be gained from them..."
Chang Xia said nonchalantly, "You pay them to play cards with you, and then win back the money you paid them, so that you have an endless supply of leaf cards to play."
Yu Hanzhu: ...
She was unable to refute.
Changxia, who thought he had come up with a brilliant idea, took a few children who were either physically or mentally immature, sat on Sanli San's back, and rushed towards the coordinates given by the master.
The more Xingyun looked at this route, the more he felt something was wrong.
"Master... Senior Sister, this must be the depths of the Chi Zhou Sea."
Chang Xia: “Yeah.”
"This... this is the demon tribe's territory, right?"
Chang Xia: “Yeah.”
"I remember there were dozens of demons in the Tribulation Crossing stage, and quite a few who had become immortals..."
Chang Xia: “Yeah.”
Xingyun: ...
Destroy it.
He didn't know about Changxia's heroic feat of killing immortals in the fairy world. He just thought that no matter how powerful this senior sister was, she could only fight several people in the Tribulation Crossing Stage at the same time.
If this person goes to the depths of Chi Zhou Sea, he will probably be besieged by the combined forces of all the demon clans.
"Or, you can think about it again."
Changxia saw through his thoughts at a glance, but just smiled.
"Don't worry, I'm very good."
Xingyun was a little overwhelmed, and he turned his gaze to Pei Xilai and Li Bai.
“You don’t even try to persuade me.”
Li Bai blinked and said seriously, "Don't worry, Brother Monk, my sister is very powerful."
Pei Xilai nodded in agreement: "Yeah, she's very good."
Xingyun: ...
He must have told the old monk Hui Fanxing a long time ago that personality cult is unacceptable.
He was already thinking about what was in his storage bag that he could use to escape later.
Changxia stared at the coordinates Bie Jingchun had sent her in the kite, comparing them to her current location. After a moment's identification, she relaxed her brow and said, "We're here!"
Xingyun had some common sense about Chi Zhouhai, and he recognized that this was the territory of the nine-tailed fox.
Fortunately... this tribe is good at illusion but not at fighting, so there is still hope of fighting.
Changxia jumped down first holding Libai, Pei Xilai and Xingyun followed behind. After they all got down, Sanli San turned into a palm-sized bird and stood proudly on Changxia's shoulder.
Xingyun couldn't help but fiddle with the long green feathers on its head with his hand.
"This bird can become smaller."
Chang Xia glared at him: "You have no respect for your age. Sanli is three years old and it's old enough for him to be your grandfather. Go and call him Uncle Bird."
Xingyun pointed at the blue bird and said, "I call it uncle and you senior sister, so we are of the same generation, right?"
Chang Xia: "I can handle calling me aunt if you want."
Xingyun: ...
Pei Xilai couldn't help laughing at the side, and Chang Xia kicked him: "Don't be impatient, if you really count, you should also call Sanli San "Brother Bird."
Pei Xilai: ...
Li Bai's dark eyes moved back and forth between them. For the first time, she felt that the seniority in their world of immortal cultivation was so complicated.
The place where Bie Jingchun was born was a rolling mountain range. Changxia and the other three stood in the deepest valley and told Bie Jingchun that they had arrived.
"Look down."
This sentence suddenly appeared in the kite.
Chang Xia's gaze subconsciously turned to the side—a crack had appeared on the originally flat ground.
Why didn't she notice anything?
A rainbow light suddenly flew out from the crack. Chang Xia subconsciously wanted to take a defensive posture, but he sensed a familiar breath.
She waved her hand to stop Xingyun and Pei Xilai's attacks.
The next moment, the swordsman with a youthful face stood in front of them.
"Master!"
Changxia said in surprise.
Bie Jingchun rubbed her head first and said, "Xia Xia has grown taller again."
Changxia: ...
"Master, the last time we met was half a month ago."
Bie Jingchun: ...
He rubbed Li Bai's head again, pretending nothing had happened: "Li Bai has grown taller again."
Changxia: ...
But her silence did not last long.
Because she noticed that what was faintly flowing out of the crack in the ground was not spiritual energy or foul air.
But it's fairy spirit.
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