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    The man in front of me smiled so obscenely.

    He was originally a little wary of Ling Xiao, and he tried to test his words to see what kind of person he was.  After all, I and a few of my new friends are only at the foundation building level.

    But he didn¡¯t expect that when he tried to pinch the opponent¡¯s chin, he drew out his sword.

    The blade of the sword was shining with cold light and flowing with silver light. It was a top-notch sword. He had never seen such a good sword.  You must not be at the top of a big family to get such a sword.

    But there is no aura of spiritual power on the sword.

    This is clearly a mortal holding a sword.

    The few people around have never seen anything like this.  The man in front of him was noble and refined in every aspect from beginning to end, but even if he was angered, there was no spiritual energy fluctuation in his body.

    At this moment, several people were a little ready to make a move.

    Such a beauty with no spiritual power will be coveted wherever she goes out alone.  She must be a flower of Gaoling who is inexperienced in the world. She ran away from the family alone, and the chaos was not yet settled.

    With these thoughts in mind, several people gathered around him.

    "Fairy, this sword is so heavy, so don't take it." One of them approached him and said with a smile.  "Shall I get it for you?"

    Ling Xiao gritted his teeth in his heart, and the next moment he threw out a talisman on this person.

    Suddenly, there was a flash of electricity, and the man's whole body trembled. However, after a breath, the electricity disappeared, and the man's feet were pinned to the ground.

    There is no loose cultivator who was not beaten in the mud and blood.

    The man was stunned and then laughed: "Fairy, you are cold, but the talisman you use is gentle and tight. You can't bear to hurt your brother, right?"

    Ling Xiao: "" What kind of things did Ling Yiyun give me.

    Ling Yiyun is usually a gentle person, but he didn't expect that the talisman he made would be so gentle and gentle.  I'm afraid this man was born at the wrong time. He should go to his former land of Xuanzhu, shave off his hair and become a Buddhist.

    The few people around started laughing at each other, and they were all ready to make a move.

    Listening to those frivolous words, Ling Xiao couldn't suppress the anger in his chest.  But he seemed to have been put in a pair of shackles, and became a trapped beast, helpless against this group of people.

    Over there, the man was anxious at first.  It's a good thing that this little beauty has no fighting ability at all, but now there are more wolves and less meat, so we can't let anyone get in first.  He was so anxious that he pinched Ling Xiao's sword to pull him towards him, and reached out to touch Ling Xiao's face.

    Ling Xiao raised his arm and blocked the man's hand.

    This person took advantage of the situation and pinched Ling Xiao's wrist.

    Not as soft and boneless as imagined, but not bad

    The next moment, several screams suddenly sounded.  The guests who didn't dare to say a word looked up and saw that the bodies of the disciples were on fire for some reason, crackling and burning.

    It is said that those who practice Taoism are invulnerable to water and fire, so how could

    Then, they saw a young man with a frosty face walking in from the door.  He raised his right hand, and in his palm rolled a piece of fire spiritual power coiled into a ball.

    Those strikingly profound facial features were clearly the little follower of the fairy just now.

    Those people were suddenly burned and in severe pain all over their bodies, and they wanted to roll around on the ground.  The next moment, there was a burst of spiritual power that bounced them all away, clearing a few feet of pure land with Ling Xiao as the center.

    Outside the pure land, the monks were rolling all over the ground, but the fire on their bodies seemed to be possessed by evil spirits and they could not be put out no matter what.

    Just when Ling Xiao couldn't suppress his anger and ignored the system's danger alert, and was about to use his spiritual power to kill someone, Qin Jiangli walked in.

    Ling Xiao had never seen his disciple look like this before, with violent emotions surging on his cold face.  He walked up to the leader, used his spiritual power, pinned the man on the spot and beat him hard. Each punch landed on his face, beating the man's face beyond recognition, and he wailed loudly.  .

    Monks rarely hit people in this way.  Immortal cultivators pay attention to being chic and elegant, but Qin Jiangli poured spiritual power into his fists and beat the man hard, like a ferocious little wild wolf.

    The next moment, the beaten man heard a cold voice ringing in his ears.

    "Which hand of yours touched him?"

    The man was speechless.

    Qin Jiangli asked: "Right hand, right?"

    The next moment, without waiting for the person to confirm, he stood up.??Meditate and adjust your breath.  Even if you are outside, practice should not be neglected.  "

    Qin Jiangli responded, went to sit cross-legged on the soft couch on one side, closed his eyes, and activated his spiritual power.

    Ling Xiao sat on one side and looked at him for a while, then went to the bed to get a book of landscape travel notes, and sat on the bed boredly and started reading.

    As a monk, it is not easy to adapt to the life of ordinary people.

    So no one spoke for a while, and time flowed quietly and slowly in this space.

    After Qin Jiangli's round of spiritual power was completed, he opened his eyes. It was completely dark outside the window, and there was silence outside the window. It was already late at night.

    There were no lights in the room and it was dark.

    Qin Jiangli got off the couch lightly and lit the oil lamp on the table with his spiritual power.

    The next moment, the room lit up.

    In his sight, Ling Xiao's book had fallen from his hand onto his lap, leaning against the carved bed frame of the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.

    His pair of eyelashes covered his eyes, which were always as cold as glass, in a thick and slender one.  He breathed quietly, and the sound of his breath was very shallow, like a painting in the flickering light.

    He quietly sat there and fell asleep, but Qin Jiangli's soul was attracted there.

    Qin Jiangli didn't know why, but his pupils suddenly darkened.

    His reason told him not to do this, but his body was out of control.

    He took advantage of the darkness, stood up, and cautiously approached Ling Xiao like a moth chasing the light.

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    Ah Fa drank too much today, so don¡¯t say anything

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