Sword Spirit Laid-off Reemployment Guide

The underground is dark, so it is called Youdu.

The black water comes out from the mountain of Youdu, and the strange beasts on it, such as the black bird, the black snake, and the black fox with the tail, are all looking at the pavilion by the water.

In the gazebo, Chen Fuyi was pulled by his sleeve by a baby-faced young man, and it was extremely difficult for him to lift his feet out.

The baby-faced youth: "Hey, where's your little sword spirit? Why did you come here alone? What does the little sword spirit look like? Is the transformation good-looking? Judging from such a ferocious attribute, it can't be a straight steel man like Luo Hu This is not good, this is not good, a sword, it should be elegant, even if it is a killing sword, it should be fierce and elegant, fierce and immortal."

Chen Fuyi couldn't get rid of the baby face, "I want to go" was written all over the sunken face, but the baby face couldn't understand Chen Fuyi's wishes at all, and kept muttering: "Oh, that's right. You come to Houtu to try the sword? How does it feel? It’s just that ghosts don’t have much energy. I suggest you go back to the Great Desolate Domain to chop something, such as Qiongqi Chaos. What do you think, Houtu? "

The young girl Houtu obviously didn't listen carefully to what the baby-faced youth had to say, and she was just poking Happy Xiaoxiaole on her mobile phone wholeheartedly—this was just 10 minutes ago, the game that Babyface taught her to play was very attractive to Houtu— ——She gave a vague "Yeah", followed by "Ouch, I passed the level again." Happy is the next level.

Chen Fuyi: "..."

baby face:"......"

The baby-faced youth's expression remained unchanged, and he cleared his throat: "Oh, by the way, I have repaired the Qingping sword. Then, how about, why don't you raise me for two days?"

Chen Fuyi turned his head slowly, the corners of his mouth pulled down and the already dark environment in Youdu looked gloomy, he stared at the baby-faced youth silently until the baby-faced youth scratched the back of his head in embarrassment .

"Then, if you are busy, you are busy."

Chen Fuyi indicated with his eyes if he could let go of his sleeves, but the baby face did not let go.

"One last thing." He held up a finger.

Chen Fuyi didn't want to hear it, so he resolutely walked out.

The baby face pulled him hard, "Lunjian, you can go to this year's sword discussion. If you don't help me raise Qingpingjian for two days and show your face outside, then you can take it to the sword discussion conference to show off and tell me They, especially those two evil pens in the west, have repaired the Qingping sword of labor and capital!"

Chen Fuyi: "Go by yourself."

The baby face shook his head again and again: "That won't work, it seems that I am very deliberate."

Chen Fuyi: "Heh." The subtext is probably: Are you doing this deliberately now?

Babyface felt quite good about himself: "That's different, the old guys all know which swords you often play, otherwise I would lend you the Four Swords of Jade Dynasty? Isn't your little sword spirit playing games? Bring the Four Swords of Jade Dynasty , I happen to be driving a Wuhei car. There must be a common language between their swords."

Chen Fuyi thought about the scene where the five swords plus Qingping's six swords stayed together, maybe he got angry in the game, and the sword energy flew around, directly demolishing the house.

"No." Chen Fuyi resolutely rejected Babyface's proposal.

Babyface doesn't give up, even if he holds onto Chen Fuyi and doesn't let go, Chen Fuyi really won't be able to escape.He had no choice but to compromise and said, "Let's talk about it before the sword discussion."

When it comes to Babyface, this sentence becomes: "Okay, I will bring you Xiao Qingping before the sword discussion. Hey, what's the name of your little sword spirit? It can't always be Xia Li Xia Li, right?" , and it’s not their Xuanyuan’s sword. Otherwise, it’s the same as Qingping sword, and the color of the two is quite similar. The fairy of the four swords of Zhuxian is also good, and it sounds like a name that will kill the Quartet... ..."

The baby face was chanting endlessly, and Chen Fuyi couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted him: "Let go, my sword is going to run away."

"Ah? That won't work, you go back quickly. Be careful this time, don't let anyone pick you up again." Babyface let go of his hand, and before he finished speaking, Chen Fuyi disappeared. In the half of the sentence after "That won't work", the baby face simply spoke to the air.

"Hey." The baby face sighed: "I've lived in the world for a long time, and I've become impatient. It's time for me to go back after I've been out for so long. Houtu, thank you for providing the place. Let's meet another day—Houtu?"

Houtu struggled in the ocean of Xiaoxiaole, and had no time to talk to Babyface.

The baby face pursed her mouth, "It's boring, let's go."

The secluded capital, which had been bustling just now, became quiet again, and at this moment, after reporting layer by layer, the Underworld finally reported to Emperor Fengdu the news that Chen Fuyi "passed by" the [-]th floor of hell and "learned a lesson" about the ghost who wanted to escape from prison. here.

When Emperor Fengdu heard that it was Houtu's token, he went to Youdu to ask Houtu if Chen Fuyi's move had any deep meaning.

Houtu was playing games happily, so he casually picked up a word he just heard from the conversation between Baby Face and Chen Fuyi, and perfunctorily explained it to Emperor Fengdu: "Trying the sword."

Emperor Fengdu let out an "oh", it turned out to be a sword test.After you try it, you'll be fine.It's okay, in July and a half this year, there is no need to pay overtime to the ghost messengers.

Emperor Fengdu went back contentedly.

All gods and ghosts are happy.

Only Xia Li was staring at Chen Fuyi, exuding a frightening sword intent, as if he was thinking about where to strike.

Fortunately, Su had already hid far away. She was very worried that Xia Li would go crazy and cut off Chen Fuyi, so that there would be only one guest left to help her at a high price. As for whether the rest was Xia Li or Chen Fuyi, This is hard to say.But no matter how you calculate it, Su Xunxing, who spent money on these two guys, lost money.

"Xia Li——Calm down—" Su Yuxing shouted to persuade Xia Li at the top of his voice, but was drowned in the whirlwind caused by the sword energy.

Chen Fuyi's spiritual consciousness returned, and when he raised his eyes, he first saw a simple long sword with sword energy radiating out.He subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, but he caught a hand that was soft and elastic to the touch.

Chen Fuyi, who hadn't fully woken up yet, was stunned for two seconds, and squeezed his hand a few times.

is soft.

Not a solid hilt.

"Chen Fuyi!"

Xia Li was going to be pissed off, this swordsman would either not move, or pinch his ass if he moved, he was undeserved, rascal!

After being called out by Xia Li, Chen Fuyi finally became fully awake.So the Xia Li he saw in a trance was in human form, Chen Fuyi thought belatedly.

"Yeah." He actually responded, "I'm here."

Xia Li felt that he was probably like a puffer fish now, the kind that Chen Fuyi could blow up if he poked him again. "You still don't let go? You are here now, what happened just now? Lost your soul?"

Chen Fuyi brushed across the sword, and Xia Li felt the warm palm slide from his hip to his shoulder, and at the end he flicked his fingers.

Good guy, this sword cultivator doesn't see the difference between the human figure and the sword itself, does he?

After Chen Fuyi finished stroking the sword, he said calmly: "I was dragged away by my old man. In the secluded capital of Houtu, outsiders are not allowed to enter unless they are spirit bodies."

When Xia Li heard that Chen Fuyi had been dragged to Youdu, he couldn't help but think of the fierce ghosts who had just killed the [-]th floor of hell, and hurriedly said, "Is Hou Tu Yuanjun asking you to settle accounts? We didn't beat them too much, did we?" .”

Chen Fuyi shook his head, Xia Li felt a little guilty in his nervousness, but he pleased Chen Fuyi with his daring expression next time, "It's okay, Houtu doesn't care about these things. Another person borrowed Houtu's place to find me, this year's discussion Jian, will you go with me?"

Xia Li moved his ears, showing a puzzled expression, "Ask me?" When discussing swords, does Jian have to express his opinion?

"Well, do you want to go?" Chen Fuyi asked again.

Xia Li hasn't done this multiple-choice question yet, so it doesn't feel bad.He coughed, and the tips of his ears were slightly blush: "You can go. Is this kind of activity fun?"

Chen Fuyi thought for a while and replied: "Shang Ke, some young sword cultivators have great ideas." Every year, strange new theories emerge, and Chen Fuyi really passes the time when he feels bored from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that the atmosphere between Jianxiu and Jian gradually warmed up, the old fox who had been deeply hurt for a day approached from a distance and stopped beside the two.

"Hey, I said."

Su Xingxing pointed at himself, "What should I do? You guys have settled yourselves, what should I do? I'm here to catch ghosts, will my bamboo basket be empty?"

Xia Li gave her an idea: "Anyway, there is a ghost hiring project, you might as well hire one directly."

Su Yuxing: "Do you need to spend money again? Didn't I come here for nothing? If I need to spend money, I will make myself so messed up, why make it so complicated?"

After all, Chen Fuyi had a little bit of conscience: "I'll find it for you."

Su Yuxing immediately gave a thumbs up, "Elder Chen, the conscience of the industry. Not only will I give you a five-star praise, but I will also send you a pennant."

After the time for a cup of tea, hundreds of dancers from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties to the Ming and Qing Dynasties stood in front of Su Youxing.

The ghost messenger didn't dare to accept Chen Fuyi's tipping money, bowed his waist and said with a smile: "Elder Chen, you can pick whatever you want, we don't charge money. This year, the ghosts on the eighteenth floor of hell are in peace. Emperor Fengdu gave everyone a holiday, let's be ghosts." It’s better to go home and enjoy the incense, I haven’t eaten the tribute from July and a half for many years.”

Su had the honor to affirm Chen Fuyi's professional ability again, and then picked out a few dancers who danced the most gaudy like a talent show, and asked them to create a soundtrack and choreography for her based on the theme of "Wushan Goddess".

The dancers and ghosts are very professional, and they choreographed Su Yuxing's dance within minutes.

Just one question.

"Oh wait, I remembered, and I need to add the two of them." Su Xingxing pointed to Xia Li and Chen Fuyi who were fishing next to him.

At that time, Xia Li was staggering, half asleep and half awake, and he was about to lean on Chen Fuyi's shoulder, and Chen Fuyi was thinking whether it would be better to wrap the sword with this piece of South Sea shark silk or the skin of this Xuanshui black flood dragon.

The first time he heard Su Youxing's words about tigers and wolves, both the sword and the sword cultivator woke up suddenly.

"what?"

"WTF?"

Su Yuxing: "I just suddenly remembered that the guests seem to be getting involved too."

"..." Xia Li was silent for a moment, then suddenly jumped up, Chen Fuyi quickly hugged Xia Li by the waist.

Xia Li: "Don't stop me, I'm going to pluck this fox's fur today!"