Fudge, ah no, after persuading the cat emperor Lu, Rong Xian beckoned to place the cat emperor Lu in the ring space.
With a move of consciousness, she turned into a stream of light and came to the depths of the void.
Yun Jiu and Xuan Xuzi, who were sitting in the clouds, noticed that someone was breaking in and opened their eyes instantly.
Xuan Xuzi's expression remained unchanged, and his eyes calmly looked at the fluctuation of space.
Relatively speaking, Yun Jiu's performance is more direct.
He didn't even look at the identity of the person, and a cold sword flew out of his eyes, and he slashed straight at it.
Then, this cold sword collided with a quaint long sword exuding icy majesty.
"Om~"
The sound of the long sword clanging instantly resounded through the heavens and the earth, and it seemed to be resounding in the depths of the human soul.
Yun Jiu's eyes narrowed, and the vortex of sword energy in his eyes turned much slower.
And the vortex of sword qi that has slowed down is undoubtedly more powerful. The space that is stirred with every rotation is vibrating and uneasy, and every inch of air has a cold and sharp energy that pierces the skin.
And the opponent's sword qi is undoubtedly more domineering.
It is a kind of sword in which I am the emperor, and there is no king in the whole world, and the domineering and majesty of the king and ministers on the coast of the land.
When the two swords collided, Yun Jiu's eyes flashed with surprise.
This sword is a bit familiar.
"Sect Master Yun, long time no see, don't you come here?" The familiar voice was a little awkward.
Suddenly, the tit-for-tat sword energy disappeared without a trace.
Sect Master Yun, who was still preparing for a battle, was thrown into the air with his sword intent... He was caught off guard and almost flashed his waist.
"Emperor Xu!" Yun Jiu's eyes opened and closed, and the sword energy around him was swept away.
He didn't have a good face for the guy like Emperor Xu who stopped without saying hello.
Yun Jiu said indifferently: "The major forces in the northern border region are looking for you, but you came here."
The implication is that if you don't run for your life and run around, you really don't want to die.
Rong Xian pretended that she didn't understand his potential meaning, and showed a gentle and harmless smile at Yun Jiu.
Yun Jiu was not fooled at all. He looked at Rong Xian with a scrutiny and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Rong Xian took a look at the change in his expression. She smiled and said, "I sent the pet to the Southern Wilderness Buzhou, and the two of you borrowed it."
The expressions of Xuan Xuzi and Yun Jiu: "...!"
Probably can only be described as God fucking borrowed.
Just when Yun Jiu was about to say something, Xuan Xuzi shook his whisk and said calmly, "Emperor Xu, please."
After all, he pulled Yun Jiu and walked away.
Yun Jiu, who was suddenly pulled away, watched Rong Xian walk past him.
Yun Jiu: "…"
Yun Jiu turned his head to look at Xuanxuzi, his rare dull expression made Xuanxuzi's mouth twitch.
The vortex that always swirled the sword energy also stopped, the expression on the whole face was no longer indifferent and stiff, but a kind of dazed, # said to be each other's little angels, how can you betray first The look of our pure friendship# made Xuan Xuzi couldn't hold back and laughed.
Yun Jiu frowned, not knowing why, he said coldly, "Explain."
Xuanxuzi coughed lightly and said, "Emperor Wei has placed people in Buzhou in the northern border, and Emperor Xu has placed people in Buzhou in the southern wilderness. It's a matter of courtesy. What does Xiao Jiu think is wrong?"
Yun Jiu's face darkened, he gritted his teeth and said, "Call me fellow Daoist!"
This focus is a bit skewed.
A smile flashed in Xuanxuzi's always indifferent eyes, and he called out with a good temper, "Young Daoist Yun."
Yun Jiu's face looked better now, and he didn't feel like he was being coaxed at all.
Now that Emperor Xu has left, he will no longer pursue it.
You can even get people back.
The two of them looked at each other, and invariably directed their realization to the guardian of the Southern Wilderness Province, Master Wugou.
At this time, Luo Feixuan, the guardian of the Southern Wilderness State of Wei, was experiencing an unspeakable encounter.
He looked at the gentle woman who suddenly appeared in front of him, and said with a kind expression: "Emperor Xu is here, is he looking for someone or just for fun?"
Emperor Rong Xu's reputation is so great that even if he has never met him, he can tell from the unique national fortune that surrounds him.
Coupled with the vague rumors, Luo Feixuan did not dare to underestimate this seemingly gentle and harmless woman.
Rong Xian's eyes stopped for a moment on his wrinkled face, her expression was a little subtle, she was used to seeing the looks of the two people in Beijiang Buzhou, and when she looked at this one again, she felt a little hot eyes.
However, she has always been considerate, and she has not poked people's scars.
Rong Xian smiled softly and said slowly: "I am not sure about this. It mainly depends on whether you are willing to let go. Your behavior determines the next action."
Luo Guoshi became vigilant in his heart, and he seemed to be sympathetic: "Please forgive Luo Mou's inability. Luo Mou guards this place, and he cannot let others pass by at will."
After all, he secretly lucked out, lest Emperor Xu suddenly make a move.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Xu just nodded slightly, looking like he was very good at talking.
She sighed softly, and the melancholy in the corners of her eyes was natural: "Since that's the case, I won't force your Excellency, so I won't go."
Just when Luo Feixuan breathed a sigh of relief, Rong Xian said casually, "My little pet wants to go to Nanhuang to play. Your Excellency, please let me go."
Yun Jiu and Xuan Xuzi, who were eavesdropping openly, felt that these words were a bit familiar.
That's what Emperor Wei seemed to have told them a few months ago.
At that time, Emperor Xu should not be there.
But the tone and words are really similar. Could it be that the monarchs are all virtuous, and even their speeches are drafted by special people
Listen to this word, I am afraid it is a manuscript drafted by the same person? !
Luo Guoshi's mouth moved, and he smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty is embarrassing Luo."
First throw out a condition that he will never agree to, and then lower the standard and give another condition to make him agree.
This non-violent and non-cooperative gesture exhausted Rong Xian's patience.
The peaceful aura around her instantly became aggressive, and her tone became cold and arrogant: "Old guy, don't take an inch, I have already taken a step back. If you don't know what's right, don't blame me for not giving you face."
Luo Feixuan: ! !
It is said that being considerate does not stab people's scars.
no…
This is the temper of turning your face and turning your face without giving others time to react. It really corresponds to a certain word: moody.
I would also add a sentence #Thunder Rain Dew Gear is Jun En#.
If you don't poke your scars, you will be grateful to Dade, and you have to be grateful for poke your scars.
Domineering is completely unreasonable.
Luo Feixuan: "... At least you have to let someone meet the 'little pet' you call it."
The words in the mouth of the emperor must not be believed. It must be known that the small pet in the mouth of His Majesty Emperor Wei is still a majestic white tiger who is in charge of killing.
Then, he saw the small pet in the mouth of His Majesty Emperor Xu.
It's true. Small pets.
Luo Feixuan lowered his head and looked dull and faced the little milk cat the size of his palm.
"Meow~"
Hearing this little milky voice made Luo Guoshi's heart tremble.
"Let go, let go." Luo Guoshi was instantly blushed, and directly changed his position, "Let go."
His Majesty the Cat Emperor: No one will not surrender to my pink claws, soft belly and meow~o(=∩ω∩=)m
PS: Thanks to Conna, Lingyuan, -Dredm for their rewards, (づ￣ 3￣)づ
In addition, the name of the cat emperor is taken from the name of the little angel Beishan Youlu, there is no doubt that it will never be denied (#^.^#)
(End of this chapter)