I have nothing but luck

Jiang Jingxing's meaning was very clear.

It is true that Cui's family is connected with the magic cultivator, and they want to use the theft of the unwarranted white tiger treasure as a cover to reduce the troops deployed in Donghai City, so that they can take the opportunity to let the demon cultivator in.

Although everyone present couldn't figure out what kind of miraculous muddy water was in Mr. Cui's mind, one thing was clearly laid out.

If demons enter the city, they will endanger themselves.

For a moment, everyone ignored the thousand-year-old family reputation of the Cui family, and threw more and more ruthless eyes at the old man Cui and the head of the Cui family.

Jiang Jingxing didn't have time to appease their restless minds, so he went to Xie Rongjiao's side and flattered him, "A Ci, how do you think Moxiu will die later? Was his neck wiped to death? Beheaded to death? Or cut into pieces?"

Xie Rongjiao doesn't have so many bloody and weird hobbies.

He killed Moxiu just because Moxiu deserved to be killed, he had to kill Moxiu, not to satisfy his own desire, to prove how tyrannical his strength was.

Otherwise, what is the difference between him and those demon cultivators?

Xie Rongjiao bit the tip of his tongue, trying not to soften his heart all of a sudden: "I hope Moxiu doesn't die so easily."

Jiang Jingxing realized that he was becoming more and more unable to understand what this child, A Ci, was thinking.

In the past, Xie Rongjiao's thoughts were also very clear, but Jiang Jingxing's guesses were always close to ten, unlike now, he couldn't figure out what A Ci was thinking at all.

Xie Rongjiao gave him a cold look: "It's better to let Master know that there are things you can't do alone."

Don't know that it's a dead end, but still go straight forward with a posture of desperately fighting for your life.

no? ? ?

At most, Ah Ci used to speak straightforwardly, without necessarily caring about other people's thoughts. Something happened to him unknowingly, which made Ah Ci talk like Lu Youyou.

Jiang Jingxing sadly admitted the fact that his little sweetheart Ah Ci had disappeared.

And unreasonably angered Lu Binwei, wholeheartedly believing that it was Xie Rongjiao who was brought on by him during his Northern Hunting, completely ignoring that Xie Rongjiao gradually changed his temperament in Haojing.

Jiang Jingxing laughed softly: "Ah Ci, it's your phoenix god who can see through the situation, so you heard my conversation with the boy from Qianbai building when you were in Qianbai building?"

Xie Rongjiao really wasn't as careful as a hair, from the expressions of Jiang Jingxing and Qian Baizhu, he deliberately turned on the Phoenix eyes to observe and eavesdrop.

It was at the first sentence of Qianbaizhu's voice transmission that the Phoenix God's eyes opened automatically, and Qianbaizhu's voice transmission naturally poured into his ears, and he couldn't help but listen.

Of course, in the end, it was Xie Rongjiao who was deeply shocked by the first sentence of Qian Baizhu, and deliberately did not close this magical power.

Even though it was not Xie Rongjiao's original intention to eavesdrop, Jiang Jingxing and Qianbai Louzhu purposely sent their voices in secret, obviously not wanting to be eavesdropped by a third party.Xie Rongjiao's out of a heart of concern is not fake, it is also very wrong

As for the phoenix eyes, it was unexpected to him at first, but later it became his accomplice in snooping, helping him to listen to the whole process without making a sound, he lost his dignity, Xie Rongjiao nodded: "That's right, I did it well. It's really... something wrong."

Xie Rongjiao came back to his senses after listening to the turbulent conversation, examined the matter without any prejudice, and realized that he had gone too far.

Jiang Jing Xingben did nothing wrong.

If he had stood in Jiang Jingxing's position, he would have made the same choice as Jiang Jingxing.

People who can't help themselves can't blame themselves.Jiang Jingxing has done its best.

And he and Jiang Jingxing got angry, even Jiang Jingxing came over to coax him to show Jiang Jingxing a cold face, Xie Rongjiao and his family were probably the only disciples in the world.

Even if Jiang Jingxing took Xie Huan's huge sum of money ten years ago, it would be considered a blood loss, let alone Jiang Jingxing confiscated it at all, just for the illusory relationship between master and apprentice.

Xie Rongjiao was quite embarrassed for a while, even Jiang Jingxing didn't care about his anger, his tone softened, and he returned to the state before he came to Qianbailou, and the situation reversed.

Ah Ci is so cute and easy to talk to.

Jiang Jingxing sighed inwardly.To be so stumped by his casual question, he felt guilty.

With the gentleness of Xie Rongjiao's tone, his heart softened into a pool of warm spring water, and he didn't want to entangle with Xie Rongjiao on whether he should or not.

His A Ci must have been very unhappy and worried during this time, why bother to argue with him about right and wrong on trivial matters to add to his troubles.

"A Ci, after listening to my conversation with Lord Qianbai, you must have heard what I said."

"Even if I've been away from you for a while, I already feel tormented in my heart, and it's very uncomfortable, not to mention life and death forever? Only when the end of the world is approaching and the five decays of heaven and man can do this, what are Moluo Jihuang and the others? How many catties and taels can snatch me away from you? You think too highly of yourself."

Xie Rongjiao opened his eyes wide.

Thousands of words flowed through his throat, and they were finally swallowed by him, turning into messy threads and entangled in his heart, making it difficult to sort out.

When Jiang Jingxing was speaking, he had a very absurd idea, thinking that he might not be the only one who had feelings.

But Xie Rongjiao was afraid that he would be sentimental.

When he hadn't fully clarified his feelings for Jiang Jingxing, he didn't dare to talk about twists and turns, fearing that in the end he wouldn't even be able to grasp the relationship between master and apprentice.

For them, this conversation was long and unbearable, and their emotions were ups and downs. For others, it was just a few more eyes on the Cui family.

Those who were impatient didn't dare to ask Jiang Jingxing and Xie Rongjiao who was talking with him, so they had to say to Li Zhixuan, "Didn't the sage say to go to the city gate? Why didn't the sage set off yet? Could it be that the sage has other arrangements?"

Li Zhixuan answered him awkwardly: "I don't know if senior has other arrangements, but when senior talks with brother Xie, it's best not to disturb them two."

The man was respectful and asked curiously: "But what important matter are the sage and the Xie family's son talking about?"

"No, just plugging in for no reason makes you feel superfluous."

Maybe Jiang Jingxing will make an afterward settlement in his heart.Li Zhixuan added silently in his heart.

The man looked at the perfect harmony between the two, and thought deeply about the inexplicable atmosphere that made people unable to get in.

Li Zhixuan sighed: "So the master-student relationship between Senior and Brother Xie is really deep."

The person who asked the question couldn't tell whether he was thinking too much or Li Zhixuan was thinking too much.

Fortunately, no matter which one of them thought too much, Jiang Jingxing would reliably go straight to the city gate the next moment.

The closer to the city gate, the stronger the magic cultivator's breath.

The defenders in the city were ready for battle, and the city lord, dressed in military uniform, went into battle and shouted at the top of his voice to ensure that the four gates and four walls of Donghai City were surrounded by troops and formed a watertight formation.

Jiang Jingxing was stopped by heavily armed soldiers a hundred meters away from the city wall, and he said coldly, "The demonic cultivators attack the city, and those who are not defending the city will be punished with the demonic cultivators."

The speed of practitioners is astonishingly fast.

At this time, it was too late to talk to the soldiers, "I am the saint who is famous in Kyushu, if you don't believe me, you can go to Cui's house and ask Mr. Cui who was just beaten in the face by me", and the effort of talking one more sentence is enough to cause many unnecessary casualties.

He didn't listen to the soldiers' words and forcibly climbed up the city wall. Before Moxiu could do it, there were a bunch of people holding knives and guns shouting and killing on the back of his buttocks. The drama was a bit too much.

Jiang Jingxing sighed, "All right."

Anyway, the distance of a hundred feet is so far from the ability of a saint to kill with sword energy within a thousand miles, it is so much that it can be ignored.

He raised his hand, and the Baji sword was unsheathed!

Ordinary movements, ordinary gestures.

There is no thunder rolling towards us, nor a white rainbow penetrating the sun. The strange sight of the sun and the moon receding shows how amazing this is.

All the cultivators in Donghai City felt the change of breath.

The younger ones with lower cultivation bases just faintly feel that something is wrong, and don't think about anything else.

The older one's complexion turned pale, the spiritual power in his meridians was tightly suppressed, and some even had blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

Their spirits were extremely excited, with fanaticism in their eyes, and they looked up at the sky: "It is the mighty sword of a saint."

It is not in vain to see such a sword that surpasses nature in one's lifetime.

Jiang Jingxing sent his sword forward flatly.

The mighty swordsmen all over the city came out like a storm with his sword edge, as dense as the first wave of strong morale when the two armies were fighting, like a rain of arrows.

Haoran Sword is far more powerful than Arrow Rain.

Then the soldiers in the city saw a strange sight.

The magic cultivator who was so overwhelming that he wished his horseshoes would run over the high city wall of Gao Jing suddenly fell to the ground in large areas, and in a blink of an eye, there was no one standing.

No struggle whatsoever.

There was a dull sound from the ground, as if it couldn't bear the heavy pressure brought by tens of thousands of people falling to the ground at the same time, the dust was flying up, swirling in the whistling wind, and rushed to the gate of Donghai City.

In the next moment, tens of thousands of people's throats overflowed with a trace of blood, like the traces of a sword brushing their throats.

The guards of Donghai City's legs softened.

It has nothing to do with status, appearance or talent, it's just pure awe of the mighty strength of the swordsman.

The soldier who blocked the river Jingxing's knees became sore, and he knelt down on the ground.

In the next few decades, he has the capital to brag, and everyone will say that he is also the one who bravely stopped the saint.

Later, his sons and grandchildren heard him tell the story of "the small soldiers in Donghai City are not afraid of death to stop the saint, Jiang Jing walks out with a sword, talks and laughs and easily destroys the demon cultivator".

Jiang Jingxing put his sword back into its sheath, and Donghai City returned to calm.

From the beginning to the end, there was no earth-shattering sound, no tense tension, and even his movements were so small that there was not a single crease between the sleeves of his clothes.

Because it is not needed.

Xie Rongjiao followed Jiang Jingxing to watch the whole process.

Perhaps it is not without support that Jiang Jingxing is willing to go to Moro's situation and insists on going his own way to die.

Maybe the sentence he said, except for the five declines of heaven and man that the end is approaching, no other character can separate him from me is not just to make me happy.

Xie Rongjiao has believed in Jiang Jingxing for 18 years, there is no reason why he should not continue to believe in him.

Xie Rongjiao suddenly didn't want to care about anything.

The worst would be to go crazy with Jiang Jing for a while, and the worst would be to bury both of them in the spring.

How many times can one go crazy in one's life?