I have nothing but luck

Xie Tingbai knew that Xie Rongjiao was not lying.

Such a strong phoenix energy, such a magic weapon, is definitely not something that can be compared with a famous sword casually picked up from the magic weapon book.

Even Xie Tingbai gave birth to a saber that should be refined from the spine of a phoenix, so as to live up to the absurd idea of ​​turning Zhenjiang Mountain upside down.

After the initial shock of Zhenjiang Mountain's true appearance passed, Xie Tingbai's heart was filled with a sense of absurdity.

What gave this brat who didn't know the so-called courage to think that he could kill him with just a handful of Zhenjiang Mountain left by the phoenix?

What I hold in my hand is also the large formation left by the phoenix. When it is fully opened, it can kill the holy land in the formation. Burning spirit stones is like firewood of equal weight. The money Xie family spends on maintaining the formation every year is enough to support a The army of the feudal town.

Jiang Jingxing is not an opponent, let alone a junior who has just started Mahayana?

"Master, don't worry go find Moro, this place is for me to practice."

Xie Rongjiao's eyes were rarely bent, showing a soft smile: "No matter where, I am with you."

He actually returned Jiang Jingxing's sentence intact.

Without waiting for Jiang Jingxing to be confused, Xie Tingbai poured cold water on him and asked Jiang Jingxing how he could go out with peace of mind when he was in the large formation of Fengling City, or where it would be more reliable to find a way for him to go out——

The spire of the tower in Fengling City melted into the clouds, and the higher tower was so bright that it made people wonder if the sun fell on the spire, or if a boring person piled firewood in the tower and poured oil on it to light a fire. .

The brilliant light burned through the entire cloud, and the stratus retreated, revealing the clear sky again, and the tall tower above the clear sky that wanted to compete with tomorrow.

This change was noticed throughout Kyushu.

Empress Jiang just raised her eyebrows lightly, flicked her sleeves, slammed her seals, and scolded the courtiers. The assembly line of movements seemed to be very coherent and smooth, and she was just short of drawing her sword in the last step, which shocked the courtiers who were stuck in the neck and refused to retreat. Shut up.

The dean of the academy ignored the activity of peeling lotus pods and eating lotus seeds, which was the only activity that brought him some comfort during his lackluster rehabilitation process.He sighed, "I hate it!"

He hated someone for his own selfish desires, and his desire for profit caused chaos in the world of Kyushu, and he wanted to pull the entire common people as stepping stones under the throne.

He hates himself for having no combat power, and usually scolds harder and meaner than anyone else, but at this critical moment, it is difficult to do anything except peel the lotus seeds.

"I hate it so much!"

I hate that a real disaster is imminent, and even Buzai Academy, a paradise of idyllic beauty, cannot be preserved.

I hate the academy students who should devote themselves to learning. Countless young lives with infinite possibilities will be swept into this war, and there will be no ashes left.

It was the first time that Yang Ruopu voluntarily walked out of the meditation room, with a calm expression, not when he was disturbed every time, he was on the verge of an explosive state of drawing his sword to hit someone at any time, and his legs softened when he saw it. , Wiping off the cold sweat, I thought I was going to communicate with my senior brother, whether the head of the sect has been taken away.

His voice was very real, different from his usual absent-mindedness after training, absent-minded and vain: "Call the disciples of Jianmen."

Xie Ronghua wiped away the blood stained on his face.

There was more blood on her clothes.

Mostly the enemy's, but also her own.

Fortunately, the enemy's blood had already cooled down, and she fell to the ground to die. Xie Ronghua's blood can flow in her body, supporting her to go further to the northern border.

Xie Ronghua galloped on the post road.

She is in a hurry.

Because someone in Nanjiang was waiting for her to find a place for him.

The three people in Fengling City didn't have clairvoyant eyes, and they had good ears. Of course, they couldn't see the turmoil in all parts of Kyushu.

But the Fengling City, who was like an ancient fierce beast at the first moment, opened its mouth to eat, and hibernated like a kitten at the next moment, but the three of them could really feel it.

Xie Tingbai's face turned ugly in an instant.

The Great Formation of Fengling City is the trump card of the Xie family. It is a bit of a secret. The previous Patriarchs knew that there is only one way to control the formation, but the formation will always be buried with Xie Li.

Xie Tingbai never thought that Xie Rongjiao could manipulate the eyes of the array.

Even if Xie Tingbai knew the method of controlling the formation in Fengling City very well, and he could memorize it fluently, in terms of controlling the formation, at most he would be evenly matched with Xie Rongjiao, and he would not have the advantage of using the formation to overwhelm others.

As for Xie Tingbai who lost the protection of the formation, it was Jiang Jingxing who had at least one strike and as many as two or three strikes.

Xie Tingbai did not die under Jiang Jingxing's sword as he expected.

Xie Rongjiao said: "Master, I know you want to kill Xie Tingbai, it's very easy, and I won't waste your time and prevent you from going to Mo Luo."

Because of Xie Tingbai's Heavenly Human Realm cultivation base, Xie Huan felt helpless for a long time.

"But I have benefited a lot from Phoenix, from Xie Li, and from Xie's family. I have to give them, Xie's family, and the world of Jiuzhou an explanation."

The Phoenix who buried his bones in Fengling more than 2000 years ago, and Xie Li who established Fengling City, would never have thought that someone who had received the benefits of Fengling City more than 2000 years later would become a heavenly man, but instead the leader would collude with Beihuang to wield the sword The tip pointed at Xiang Fenghuang, the land that Xiang Xie Li wanted to protect even at the risk of death, tearing their original intentions to pieces.

He also pretended to be the name of the family, and he did not hesitate to paste the painstaking efforts of Fengling City's family members for more than 2000 years on the banner as a totem, so as to appear that he was a famous teacher and had no loss of righteousness.

Disgusting.

The young man stared at Zhenjiang Mountain in his hand, and said softly: "Wait for me to kill Xie Tingbai first, and then rush over to kill Mo Luo with you, Master. This is the best explanation I can think of."

To say more, it would be too hypocritical to push Xie Tingbai's head back and forth.

Xie Rongjiao believed that Jiang Jingxing could kill Mo Luo, and of course Jiang Jingxing also believed that Xie Rongjiao would never be presumptuous for no reason, saying that if he killed Xie Tingbai and gave an explanation, he would definitely be able to kill Xie Tingbai and give an explanation.

This kind of trust seems almost paranoid to others, but the unreasonable trust is rooted in the hearts of the two of them, and they firmly believe it.

Jiang Jingxing said briefly, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

After finishing speaking, his figure disappeared into the magnificent pavilion of the City Lord's Mansion.

Strange to say, after experiencing last night, Jiang Jingxing not only had a mysterious and wonderful connection with the mountains and rivers, but also seemed to be able to use the mountains and rivers as his eyes and ears to grasp Mo Luo's whereabouts clearly.

It saves him the trouble of calculation, and saves Jiang Jingxing from his unreliable calculation skills.

What a wonderful drunk.

Jiang Jingxing sighed in his heart, put aside the doubts about why a drunkenness could cause such a special thing, and hurried to the direction Mo Luo was heading.

Xie Rongjiao still did not draw his sword.

He said to Xie Huan: "Father, brother Youyou's national teacher has become a saint, the small southern barbarian country has insufficient troops, and they may not be able to support them."

"Enough!" Xie Huan was exhausted by the huge twists and turns, and shouted: "I also really want to go to Nanman, but who will take care of Fengling City? Xie Buci, you really don't think Xie Tingbai is here. Is he the only one fighting alone in Fengling City? Don't I need to look after the overall situation for you?"

Heartbroken, Xie Huan pointed out full of anger: "Besides, you're going to find someone surnamed Jiang after the fight, leaving an empty Fengling City as a gift? It's so considerate that you don't even need to use weapons."

Hey.

As early as when the surnamed Jiang was young, with his face, the middle-aged and middle-aged ladies in Gaojing waited for him on the street in the cold winter and the scorching heat. They did not hesitate to turn their sisters against each other, and compared their biological brother with the one surnamed Jiang. Hua Zhuangrong was because he couldn't marry Jiang, he should have thought that Jiang was a disaster.

Unexpectedly, it didn't harm other people's little lady, but it harmed my son.

"I come."

How to describe Zhu Yan's appearance.

She is dressed in plain white clothes, without any rings or hairpins, nor does she have the posture of many stars holding the moon, she only wears a sword around her waist.

However, like Chang'e in the Gui Palace floating to the world, the moment when the Nine Heavens Fairy kisses the mortal world, and her clothes and belts are raised, it is a legend that shakes people's hearts.

Zhu Yan walked to a distance of three feet from Xie Huan, and repeated plainly: "The city lord can go to Nanman, and I will take care of the affairs of Fengling city."

She turned to Xie Tingbai with her beautiful eyes, without any murderous intent: "I don't want you to use your sword, and I will take care of the rest."

Xie Tingbai seemed to have remembered something.

There was great malice in the corner of his mouth: "You have to thank me for your great efforts to facilitate your marriage with Zhu Yan."

"Why, turn your head and strike your sword at your benefactor, is it the character of your majestic Fengling City Lord?"

Although Zhu Yan is a mortal with different cultivation, she is not an ordinary physique.

To be able to give birth to Xie Rongjiao who was born with a phoenix aura is not something that a person with an ordinary physique can do.The scarcity of Zhu Yan's physique is due to the fact that the two goddesses separated from Xihuang by more than 200 years, the mother of the national teacher nearly 300 years ago, and the mother of radicals decades ago have exactly the same physique.

Xie Tingbai didn't know so much, at least he couldn't figure out that Zhu Yan would give birth to Xie Rongjiao who was pregnant with phoenix aura.

But he took a fancy to Zhu Yan's special physique, and the future offspring must be extraordinary.

Enough to inherit the family business of Fengling City.

He was too aware of Xie Huan's rebellious psychology towards him.

So everything was arranged by Xie Tingbai.

The first encounter at the Qunfang meeting was arranged by him, and the various twists and turns that promoted the relationship between the two were arranged by him. Even Xie Huan wanted to go his own way to marry Zhu Yan, and attracted all kinds of opposition from Xie Tingbai. Calculated.

Then reveal the truth to the two before the time is right.

What was originally thought to be a happy match made in heaven, a good match made by nature, is just a puppet shadow puppet play that is played between the palms of the hand and restrained everywhere by the rope.

So Zhu Yan became a monk, and Xie Huan wasted in Mahayana.

It's something Xie Tingbai is very proud of.

Zhu Yan said: "Then when you were planning so many things, you must never have imagined that the person who ruined your so-called great cause and fought for your life and death with the sword is the person you thought would inherit your heart and take over the so-called Xie family business in your eyes. The juniors are my two children."

"That's exactly what I said."

Her complexion is as pale as water, like a bodhisattva watching all kinds of farce in the world, and finally showing her indifference to evil: "It's hard to persuade the damned ghost with good words, you can't help yourself if you are merciful."

Xie Tingbai did not refute Zhu Yan.

It was too late to refute.

The light from the sword in Xie Rongjiao's hand that swayed in the wind actually brought across the Changming Tower, blasting out a vast expanse of brilliance, like a river that spans endless boundaries, sweeping and galloping like tens of thousands of horses going up a mountain, one bite will kill no matter how high or low The undulating terrain engulfed it all.

Xie Rongjiao's meaning was obvious.

Since you keep saying that it is for the good of the Xie family, and for the enduring generations of the Fengling City family business.

Then I will use the phoenix and Xie Li swords in my hands, and use the Xie family sage to cry and laugh, and to tell you which one is the real Xie family.

The young man was extremely proud and very high-spirited.

On that day, Zhu Yan went to the gate of the city with her sword in white clothes.

Xie Huanru went hunting in Leyouyuan when he was young, galloping his horse on the road to northern Xinjiang, throwing all his burdens in the aching north wind.

Where the horseshoe is going is heavy blood and fire, iron and flesh.

Horseshoes are light.