After Yun Jiu and Xuan Xuzi learned what Rong Xian was thinking, their expressions became strange.
Yun Jiu said in a subtle tone: "Since Emperor Xu is here in person, this sect will definitely do it, please..."
Yun Jiu said in a tangled tone: "I also ask Emperor Xu to rest assured."
Hearing his promise, Rong Xian immediately smiled wide-eyed: "Don't worry, after all, I've never heard Sect Master Yun say something that doesn't count."
Yun Jiu: "..." This compliment was a bit perfunctory.
Now he just wants Rong Xian to leave quickly, as long as he thinks of what he promised, he feels that something is wrong.
Xuan Xuzi was also very speechless by the side, and he also knew why Sect Master Yun agreed to such an outrageous thing.
But Emperor Xu made a trip in person, and Yun Jiu couldn't help but give this face.
But as a suzerain, staring at the emperor's harem, how strange it is to think.
Rong Xian came to look for Yun Jiu, that's all. Now, in addition to the mysterious guy from Xingchen Pavilion, only Yun Jiu can help her watch Wu Zun.
Now that the matter has been settled, Rong Xian is also very straightforward to leave.
She leaned towards Yun Jiu and said slowly, "I have to trouble Sect Master Yun to send me to the place just now."
Yun Jiu was speechless for a moment, and a sharp sword light flew out from the sword vortex in his eyes.
Sword Qi swept across the space ahead, and a space crack was looming.
Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and Shi Shiran said, "Thank you Sect Master Yun for your generosity."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the crack.
At the moment of stepping into the crack, a golden light flashed quickly in Rong Xian's eyes.
At the moment when the golden light flickered, the crack in the space shifted imperceptibly.
Xuanxuzi caught this drift inadvertently and opened his mouth.
Before he could say anything, he watched Rong Xian's figure disappear.
Xuanxuzi: "..."
When the crack closed, Xuan Xuzi said to Yun Jiu with a wooden face: "The space you tore is a little off."
The word 'deviation' is a bit euphemistic. Obviously, it is impossible for Yun Jiu to make such a low-level mistake.
So - "You did it on purpose!"
Yun Jiu: "..." Unprepared, a cauldron fell from the sky and buckled on his head.
Yun Jiu said reluctantly: "I'm not, I don't."
Xuan Xuzi nodded, not knowing whether he believed it or pretended to believe it.
Yun Jiu was very helpless, the space he had drawn was quite normal, why was it suddenly crooked today.
He carefully sensed where the remaining aura fluctuations in the space belonged, and the sword energy vortex in his eyes was spinning faster.
There is only one thought in mind: to suffer.
What he can sense, Xuanxuzi can sense too.
Xuanxuzi said in a calm and unwavering tone, "Are you ready?"
Yun Jiuzui said stubbornly, "What are you going to prepare?"
Xuanxuzi ignored his knowingly asking, and said earnestly, "Master Wugou will be here in a while."
The space crack was opened to the Western Antarctic Continent, how could the guarding Master Wugou not come over.
We are all old acquaintances, and this is really a good idea.
Yun Jiu: "..." Why do you have to mention this unacceptable fact
Before he was ready, a soft and Zen light flashed in front of him.
A barefoot monk dressed in a monk's robe and cassock stands on a lotus pedestal surrounded by Buddha's light.
He had a faint smile on his face, and when you saw that smile, you seemed to see the suffering and struggle of all living beings, and the pure land of bliss.
He stared at Yun Jiu, in Rong Xian's words, as if he was staring at a lost little lamb, which made Yun Jiu look a little unsightly.
"When the poor monk was sitting in meditation, he suddenly heard the Daoist brother's sword energy coming, and I secretly thought that the Daoist brother finally figured out that he wanted to come to the poor monk's paradise and achieve the Bodhisattva Dharma Body. He was delighted, and the Taoist brother would not disappoint the poor monk. ." Master Wugou spoke at an unhurried pace, with the feeling of a lotus flower on his tongue.
Yun Jiu looked down at the swords on both knees, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He knew that this big monk hated the most.
Yun Jiu's figure suddenly turned into thousands of sword shadows, and the voice came from all directions, clearly into the ears: "Dead bald donkey, the battle is over."
Xuanxuzi: "...It's a monk, not a bald donkey."
Xuanxuzi was a little helpless and couldn't figure it out. He felt that the relationship between Master Wugou and Yun Jiu was completely a bad relationship.
As long as Master Wugou saw Yun Jiu, he would try every means to turn him into the Western Paradise of Bliss.
And as long as Yun Jiu sees Master Wugou, he is a master who will never speak well without a fight.
Rong Xian didn't know anything about what happened between them.
At this time, Rong Xian, who was stepping on the land of the Western Pole Continent, casually brushed her sleeves, and said solemnly: "There is no need to pick a day for this kind of cheating."
Rong Xian is so frank, she doesn't hide it at all, she bases her happiness on the pain of others, and it is only natural for #schadenfreude#.
Although she didn't know that Master Wugou was looking for it, she could guess that after the crack in the space appeared, there would definitely be great experts in the Western Antarctic Continent to find fault.
"Tsk, may the Lord Buddha bless you, Sect Master Yun Jiu." Rong Xian said hypocritically.
She looked around and felt that the spiritual energy of the Western Antarctic Continent had a clean and demagogic flavor.
The place where the legendary Buddha was born is indeed extraordinary.
She fluttered gently, exploring every inch of land with great interest.
The entire continent looked relatively barren, but Rong Xian faintly sensed a lot of power.
She bent down and was about to cut off a weed in front of her when an anxious voice sounded.
"Wait, girl, you can't pick the ginseng."
The moment the voice fell, there was a 'quack' sound, and the grass folded directly.
Rong Xian casually played with the grass in her hand, looked back at the dumbfounded little monk, and said with a bright smile, "Ah, the little monk said it a little late, I didn't respond immediately."
"You, you..." The little monk pointed at Rong Xian and was speechless for a long time.
Rong Xian sighed lightly, took two steps forward, raised her left hand with her right hand, and took the little monk's hand.
The little monk's face turned red with a swipe, and his neck was flushed red, as if it was about to smoke.
"Female and female benefactors, this is absolutely impossible. The poor monk is a monk, so he can't commit such female sex." The little monk said shyly and embarrassed.
Rong Xian paused, then raised his right hand as if nothing had happened, and placed the weeds in the little monk's hand.
She said kindly: "I'm really sorry, I broke the little master's grass. Now, let's return this grass as it is."
The little monk looked down at the grass in his hand and felt a little silly. Yuan, it turned out that he would be wrong.
"I didn't know that all the wild grasses in the mountains have their own owners." Rong Xian's tone was a little surprised.
She looked around, looking at this large piece of dry and ugly weeds, clutching her chest and saying against her conscience, "The little master's hobby is very special, and ordinary people can't grow like this."
Grass: Weak and pitiful and helpless~幀(ˉεˉ乀)
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