I have nothing but luck

"So why did I come to Xihuang?" Li Zhixuan asked tremblingly, "Would you like to experience the scenery of Xihuang Wangcheng and see Mo Luo's true face?"

Fang Linhe took it very seriously.

However, as the eldest disciple of Jianmen's generation, the lintel of Jianmen's external walk must naturally maintain the style of Jianmen as cold as iron and as calm as a mountain.

So Fang Linhe added calmly: "Maybe it's to see how the walls of the Western Wilderness King City collapsed?"

There was no sign of Moro in front of the city wall, and he had already gone back to the palace angrily to settle the cost of rebuilding the city wall.

After all, Moxiu, while plundering, murdering and setting fire, believes in the timely enjoyment of the current drunkenness, without the slightest sense of crisis and the ability to make money.

Mo Luo, as an outlier in the demon cultivator, had to be caught by him in everything, which can be said to be bald.

Compared with Li Zhixuan's joyous and happy life after the catastrophe, it is a completely different situation, and Mo Luo must regret that he entertained him for two days with delicious food and drinks.

Xie Rongjiao and Li Zhixuan passed by for a while, and Li Zhixuan was more attractive than the boiled water in a clear white porcelain cup, so he took a step back immediately, avoiding Li Zhixuan wiping his nose with a corner of his clothes With tears in my heart:

"Brother Li, you don't have to thank me, it's what you should do, and there are no difficulties and obstacles, so it's not worth mentioning."

How can brother Xie be so good?

Li Zhixuan was intoxicated by the noble personality that is not found in this ancient book, and he couldn't help but put Xie Rongjiao on his heart from the inside to the outside with a golden body shining without any dead ends, and felt that his heart would be filled with this brilliance.

Jiang Jingxing backed up with Xie Rongjiao, since he really didn't want to become life-and-death friends with this unlucky child, he quickly put the blame on Xie Rongjiao's head: "Don't thank me, if you want to thank me, thank A Ci."

Xie Rongjiao took a second step back without any trace.

Li Zhixuan went to Fang Linhe's direction, intending to grab his sleeve and express his heart.

He felt very sorry for this cold-faced and warm-hearted swordsman, and he was sorry from the bottom of his heart for misunderstanding his ice lump before and ignoring his chivalrous demeanor.

Fang Linhe ruthlessly poured cold water on him: "You don't need to thank me, I knocked you unconscious in the room. If this matter is serious, I should be responsible."

In order to avoid the two people—or Li Zhixuan's unilateral sticky back and forth, Xie Rongjiao quickly cut the mess: "Our trip is only to pick up Brother Li. He has already received it. How about going back to the Buddhist sect? Bathing in the Buddha It will be near."

Thinking of the Buddha bathing meeting, Fang Linhe and Li Zhixuan's eyes flickered.

Under the twinkling of each other's eyes, the two sword cultivators reached an unprecedented synchronization of their minds.

I saw Li Zhixuan said coyly: "Actually, the scenery in the Western Wilderness is quite beautiful."

Fang Linhe added: "Don't be interesting, it's an eye-opener."

Li Zhixuan nodded madly: "That's right, being able to stay in Xihuang for two more days and enriching life experience must be of great benefit to the way of swordsmanship!"

Fang Linhe nodded slightly more reservedly, obviously agreeing.

Jiang Jingxing said coldly, "It's useless for you to talk."

When facing Xie Rongjiao, his ruthlessness turned into tender fingers in a blink of an eye: "It's only good if you have to speak."

Fang Linhe and Li Zhixuan suddenly felt that going back was a very good choice.

It's better than standing in place like this now, despising my superfluousness and being unpopular countless times in my heart.

Xie Rongjiao suppressed the two of them even more ruthlessly: "In the Buddhist sect, there are senior Buddhist practitioners with profound Taoism who preached the Tao. Listening to it confirms and supplements one's swordsmanship. It will definitely be beneficial."

In the Western Wilderness Palace, Mo Luo didn't lose his temper as they imagined, or sighed sadly at a pile of memorials.

Surrounded by auspicious clouds on the bronze lamp base, the lines are as smooth as flowing water, surrounded by a pair of lifelike cranes, holding bright candles in rows, shining brightly, illuminating the hall as bright as day.

Therefore, according to Mo Luo's face, the joy that he carefully hid in every wrinkle and kept secret secretly poked his head out.

Mo Luo threw the messenger talisman on the lampstand, and watched the flames curl the yellow paper that swallowed the messenger talisman. The bright color quickly disappeared in the flames and burned into fly ash, ensuring that no second person in the world would know about Xihuang. He had just had a private conversation with the highest authority in Northern Zhou.

Moro enjoyed watching the talisman burn to ashes.

Seeing the old Kyushu being destroyed bit by bit in his palm, no matter how much he rolled and struggled, he couldn't escape the power of destiny like the flame on the bronze lampstand.Ignorant mortals are still rushing forward with moths, but they don't know that even if their blood stains Kyushu, it will eventually dry up with the passage of time. At most, it will only make the land of Kyushu thicker.

But at that time, who in Kyushu would care about how many layers of accidents piled up on the ground they stepped on, and how many young geniuses and great practitioners died for them?

Moxiu's inferiority is hidden in Mo Luo's bones.

He seemed to be very happy, so happy that he couldn't help but chuckled softly: "Of course I am very happy to have Li Zhixuan, this is equivalent to an extra life."

Mo Luo tried his best to plan Kyushu, so that he would not be killed by the biggest weapon in his hand when the great cause was about to be accomplished, and he would die unwillingly on the way.

He said in the direction of Haojing in the east: "Whether I can have that person with the white tiger aura as my trump card depends entirely on you. You must fight for me."

No matter how many layers of masks he wears and how many things are hidden in his heart, Mo Luomai's teammate will never change his tenacity.

People do not collapse.

Li Zhixuan originally thought that he would go back to the Buddhist sect in a calm manner, nestle in the wing room arranged for him, and sleep through the Buddhist bathing meeting in a peaceful manner, nothing happened.

The results are often unexpected.

Li Zhixuan listened to Elder Yu's lecture in a daze for more than an hour. During the process, he was afraid that Elder Yu's mouth would dry out, so he poured two more pots of tea.

The content of the elder Yu’s scolding and preaching is also very simple, saying that it’s better to scold people, it’s nothing more than “If you don’t look at your own weight, you dare to run around like others, and wait for the guest to die in a foreign land. And "Silly boy is quite capable, why don't you try to make gestures with the old man and see if the old man doesn't break your leg."

Elder Yu didn't have two disciples in his life, so of course he attached great importance to the only successor of his old friend, and he specifically asked Yu Yingqiu to take care of Li Zhixuan.

So after receiving the message from Yu Yingqiu, Elder Yu grabbed the three souls and seven souls who were almost scared away by him and hurried to the Buddhist sect. Before he could sit down, he happened to meet a group of people swaggering in from the gate of the inner courtyard.

The inner courtyard of the Buddhist Sect is shabby, and it can't compare to the posture of the Fazong's sword gate encircling the entire mountain range. Jiang Jingxing and Xie Rongjiao are very eye-catching, which makes it easier for Elder Yu to grab Li Zhixuan among the four and drag him by his clothes. Jiao dragged him into the room and scolded him for being ashamed.

After Elder Yu finished cursing the last string of words, his thoughts ran dry for a while, and he couldn't think of a good word to continue, so he simply took a break for a while, squinting at Li Zhixuan: "Are you scolding me, an old bone, for meddling in my heart?"

"I must have been depressed by you scolding." Li Zhixuan replied honestly, "I don't blame you for meddling in other people's affairs. You are right. I will be honest and cherish my life in the future."

He was an orphan when he was young, and he probably ran out of luck in this life to be met and raised by a blacksmith.When the blacksmith died, Li Zhixuan transformed into a lonely bachelor again.

No encumbrances, no worries, come and go, of course not afraid of death, it doesn't matter.

But when there are people in this world who are concerned about his life and death, Li Zhixuan is not Xie Rongjiao and Jiang Changlan. He was loved and grown up by thousands of people, so a little bit of kindness is also very precious, like a thin flame in the palm of his hand, warming his heart .

I can't bear to let this little bit of kindness go wrong.

Elder Yu sighed with relief: "I know that you sword cultivators have such natures, so I didn't intend to restrain you deliberately. After this matter is over, you and I will go back to the Fazong, and you must learn more skills so that you will have the confidence to venture out."

Li Zhixuan nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice, not caring how much he had avoided the Fazong's way and way.

"I think now is the perfect time to be honest with my father-in-law about our affairs."

Perhaps it was due to the rehearsal in advance, in order to speak fluently in front of Xie Huan, Jiang Jingxing was very polite, even in private, he changed his habit of saying "Xie Huan" one by one.

The speed of progress between them was even faster than Chasing the Wind.

If anyone heard it, they probably wouldn't believe it. Just a few days ago, the two of them had their own ulterior motives. Jiang Jingxing was thinking about how to hide, and Xie Rongjiao was thinking about whether to pull Zhenjiang Mountain and beat them up.

Xie Rongjiao thought it was normal.

When he drew his sword, he was indomitable and indomitable.

Those who are identified will never regret it.

No need to look forward and backward, move left and right.

But he was a little worried about Xie Huan.

Apparently Jiang Jingxing thought it over carefully: "Think about it, Ah Ci, father-in-law wants to save face, and the Buddha Bathing Festival will be held soon, so no matter how angry he is, no matter how big the disturbance is, he will be ashamed to tear down the entire Buddhist sect Ah. Let all the sects and aristocratic families in Kyushu sleep in the open to listen to the Buddha bathing meeting?"

Xie Rongjiao had to admit that what he said made sense.

"But returning to Fengling City is different. Your Xie family, oh no, our Xie family is not short of money. Father-in-law, even if he demolished the entire Fengling City Lord's Mansion, no one cares about him. Xie Chuyi, Ah no, it's our elder sister who might help him by fueling the flames."

It couldn't be worse to drop a generation in front of those who used to show off their power.

Jiang Jingxing said it very complacently.

Xie Rongjiao was persuaded by him.

He got up and said, "Okay, then I will go to see Dad with you, Master."

Jiang Jingxing stopped him: "A Ci, you will definitely persuade—"

At that time, it's hard to say whether Xie Huan listened or not, but it will definitely add fuel to the fire.

Jiang Jingxing couldn't guarantee that in a fit of anger, he really disregarded the dignity of Fengling City and directly demolished the Buddhist sect.

Xie Rongjiao thought it was reasonable, and for a moment he didn't dare to look directly at the scene, he covered his forehead and said: "Then I'll go and talk to Sister."

This time Xie Huan and Xie Ronghua were present together, and they died happily, so as not to repeat the blunt knife twice.

Before anything happened, Jiang Jingxing became miserable first: "Aci, please remember to contact Fazong for me first. They have some medical skills, and they may have great merit in saving lives at critical times."

As soon as he said it, Xie Rongjiao pursed his lips to suppress a smile, and pretended to answer solemnly: "Okay, we must call Fairy Yu in advance."

Taoism is precious to life, and Yu Yingqiu must have good attainments in this.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped forward to hug Jiang Jingxing: "It's nothing, Master, I'm behind you."

From now on, we will walk together on the road ahead, whether it is glory or Phoenix, I will shoulder the responsibility with you alone.

If Xie Huan knew that he hadn't done anything, Jiang Jingxing had already sold it first, and he would definitely be so angry that one of his souls came out of his body and two souls ascended to heaven.