Sword Spirit Laid-off Reemployment Guide

dangerous item?

"Chen Fuyi, what dangerous items did you buy?"

Chen Fuyi had never bought anything, but he had a bad guess.Walking to the door and staring at the doorknob almost burned a hole in the doorknob.

Xia Li poked him: "Why don't you move?"

Chen Fuyi took a deep breath, opened the door and signed for the Spirit Mirror Express.

A rectangular box, the outer packaging is a cardboard box, I don't know what is inside, it feels very heavy.Chen Fuyi didn't put the thing on the table, but put it on the ground.

"Aren't you going to open it?" Xia Li was very curious about what was defined as a dangerous item by Spirit Express.

Chen Fuyi looked down at the long box from a height, his expression was not very good.Xia Li squatted next to the box, and pulled Chen Fuyi's trousers, "Are you really not going to talk to me?" Xia Li also has a temper, if you can't coax him well, then stop coaxing, "Okay, Then I won't talk to you anymore."

Chen Fuyi was taken aback for a moment, and just opened his mouth to utter a word: "I—"

The long box on the ground suddenly moved, and then a blue light overflowed, and a long sword tore open the package and stood upright in the living room.

"He's in a hurry, he's in a hurry." The energetic youth's voice echoed in the living room, the long sword paused for a few seconds, circled around Chen Fuyi, and then stuck to Xia Li's side, "Don't bother Him, I'm talking to you."

"Have we met?" Xia Li blinked, seeing that the sword looks familiar.

"I'm Qingping Sword." The long sword with blue sword light came straight up, and hit the ground with a "boom", "I'm so sad, I'm going to make trouble."

Chen Fuyi bent down to pick up the Qingping Sword, hooked his fingers with the other hand, and the broken courier package returned to its original state. Chen Fuyi stuffed the Qingping Sword back into the box without saying a word.

Qingpingjian struggled, trying to break free while saying: "Let go, Ziyi Jianqing let me go. Gently, don't pinch, I'll fix it."

"Hey, hey, the Qingping sword was smashed. Chen Fuyi, don't crush him again." Xia Li rushed over, grabbed Chen Fuyi's sword-holding wrist with his left hand, and groped to break Chen Fuyi with his right hand. Yi's finger, "Let go, let go. Don't get rid of my chat buddies."

"No need for him." Chen Fuyi insisted on sealing the Qingping sword back into the courier bag, and put on dozens of layers of restraints to ensure that the Qingping sword would not be able to break free.

Because of Xia Li's rushing action just now, almost his whole body was hung on Jianxiu's body, he glared at Chen Fuyi angrily, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Xia Li figured it out, Chen Fuyi was just teasing him, why is he guilty, he is a sword, he should have no heart!

Chen Fuyi hugged Xia Li and changed his position. Xia Li was forced to turn around and sit on Chen Fuyi's lap. He kicked his legs: "Let go."

"No." The sword cultivator refused the request of the sword spirit in his arms, and Xia Li changed back into the sword body in a fit of anger.But in the eyes of Jianxiu, isn't this better?

Chen Fuyi touched Xia Li inch by inch, the temperature of his fingertips dyed the cold sword edge with a layer of warmth.

Xia Li: "..."

Despicable swordsman.

Forget it, lie flat and enjoy.

"Cruel?"

"Is anyone here?"

"Purple clothes, let me out."

"Is there anyone who can control the sword?"

"Tongtian, you two idiots!"

Qingpingjian's wailing was sunk in the darkness.

The next day, the sun was just right, and it fell on the corner of the sword platform where Xia Li was.

Xia Li quietly rolled over from the sword seat and landed on the ground. First, he took a peek at Chen Fuyi. Jianxiu was lying on the whole five-color stone with his head propped up. He closed his eyes, and spiritual power circulated around him to form a Transparent cocoon.

"Luxury." Xia Li commented silently, he can still enjoy so much to himself during the low period of spiritual power, even without using the spirit gathering array, "Bah!" Jian Ling stuck out his tongue into the room, and then ran to the entrance of the living room with small steps .

"Here." Xia Li found Qingpingjian, whom Chen Fuyi detested, "Your reliable friend is here to save you."

It's not difficult to open the express box from the outside. Xia Li tore off the sealing tape and the carton box three times, and there were three layers of wooden boxes inside.

"doing what?"

Just after Chen Fuyi's samadhi ended, a deeper voice sounded behind Xia Li than before. Immediately afterwards, Xia Li was picked up by his armpit.

Inside the foam sponge package, Qingping Sword could already be seen shaking excitedly outside, "Bastard bastard! The bastard in purple clothes."

Xia Li turned his head and smiled at Chen Fuyi, revealing half of his small canine teeth, and then a trace of sword energy instantly pierced through the restraint on the sponge. As soon as the Qingping sword broke through, it rushed towards Chen Fuyi, and Chen Fuyi let go of it. She opened one hand to hold the sword, Qingpingjian knew that he would not seriously come to capture her, so she waved the sword and said to Xia Li: "Run, run, run."

Xia Li came out at the same time, and Qingpingjian almost held hands and walked bouncingly together.

The two swords are sitting side by side on the sofa, the only difference is that Xia Li is in the shape of a human, and Qingping Sword is a standing sword body.

"Wuwuwu, Ruru, you are so kind." Qingpingjian fell sideways on Xia Li's arm.

Chen Fuyi felt more than a little unhappy.

But he'll soon learn that this isn't his worst nightmare today.

"Ding-dong-"

"Lingjing Express, dangerous goods, please sign for the consignee quickly."

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Special Affairs Department, Shanghai General Administration.

"Chen Ke, what's going on today?" The young man in the department rubbed his arms together, "Why are there so many people upstairs? No, no, no, why are there so many gods upstairs?" He just looked at The large group of people who arrived were wearing togas with big sleeves and gold crowns and jade hairpins. Unless they told him that there was a masquerade at Jiubu upstairs today, there was no way to explain it.

Holding a pile of materials, Chen Shi told the junior staff: "Be safe, and don't inquire about what you shouldn't." After speaking, he himself looked up, hoping it wasn't something serious.

In the meeting room on the top floor of the Special Affairs Department, the modern door was pushed open, and inside was an enlarged antique space.

More than 20 small long tables were lined up one after another to form a closed rectangle. Disciples from various sects and some casual practitioners sat around the long tables.

As the host of the meeting, Xuan Lingfeng announced the main content of the meeting.

"The recent abnormalities of the earth veins and the frequent activities of demons are all committed by this gang called Tuntian. The seniors who have cultivated Nascent Soul and above will thoroughly investigate Tuntian in the cultivation world, and we will be responsible for the hidden parts in the human world. About Tuntian , I believe everyone has already learned about it at the Guixu Palace meeting. Because of the large number of members, our actions may involve mortals. Please be cautious. In addition, diluting Huangquan water will be provided for free for everyone, but that thing uses more people. It is easy to get dementia, everyone can handle it by themselves, anyway, the causal cycle is clearly remembered."

Xuan Lingfeng smiled, but what he said made the other monks shudder.

"Oh, by the way, an extra reminder. All the demons who have obtained the pass to the world and the demon cultivators who have just been exposed not long ago are also obliged to participate in the suppression of the swallowing forces. If you encounter them, don't beat your own people."

After Xuan Lingfeng finished speaking, a monk immediately asked: "Then how do I distinguish between the enemy and my own people?"

"Please use your own brain to judge." Xuan Lingfeng still smiled, and looked at Li Tingsheng after speaking: "Li Daoyou, do you have anything to add?"

Li Tingsheng is the best fighter in this generation's Jindan period, and Xuan Lingfeng, the smiling tiger, will take him with him no matter what he does.

The other monks who attended the meeting glanced away, and some looked at Li Tingsheng and Lu Sanjin who was seven or eight seats away. The expressions on their faces had already betrayed him—he wanted to gossip more than to have a meeting.

Li Tingsheng also had a smirk on his face like basking in the spring breeze: "If you are in trouble, you can send a message at any time."

Xuan Lingfeng: "Hehe, then please trouble Li Daoyou."

"What's going on? I thought there would be melons between Li Tingsheng and Lu Sanjin. Why does it seem that Li Tingsheng and Xuan Lingfeng are even more strange now?"

"Huh, you don't know? The two of them have known each other since childhood. They passed the Fairy Fate Conference at the same time. One was picked up by Guixu Palace and the other entered Jiuxiao Mountain. After that, Li Tingsheng learned swordsmanship. Sword cultivators have the highest combat power at the same level. Later you understand?"

"That's it?"

"The head disciples of the Great Sect are all very strong, do you think they are all salted fish like us?"

The meeting went on for another quarter of an hour. Zhao Chenyu brought some suspicious targets selected by the spiritual mirror and distributed them, and explained to everyone in detail what needs to be paid attention to when operating in the human world. His rambling language style made all the cultivators It sounded drowsy.

"Ding dong—all monks, please pay attention, all monks, please pay attention."

The spirit mirror suddenly made a sound, and the monks woke up instantly.

"It has been monitored that a high concentration of evil spirits has gathered in the buildings next to Binjiang Avenue in this area. Please deal with it quickly, please deal with it quickly."

"What's going on with the spirit mirror today, isn't it just a bit of evil spirit, it actually sent an emergency notice." A monk scratched his head, puzzled.

Seeing the specific address, Xuan Lingfeng and Li Tingsheng's expressions changed drastically at the same time.

Xuan Lingfeng: "Is your sword-wielding elder at home recently?"

Li Tingsheng's throat was dry: "Yes."

Xuan Lingfeng: "Then what are you waiting for? Go!"

Li Tingsheng and other monks hurried to a certain residential area, but in a certain residential area...

Chen Fuyi raised his head and pinched the bridge of his nose. The sofa was covered with swords, literally.

Xia Li sat in the middle, with his left and right hands leaning on Zhuxian Sword, Killing Immortal Sword, Trapping Immortal Sword, and Absolute Immortal Sword respectively. Qingping Sword was squeezed to the far side aggrieved.

"Hurry up, go big, go big." Qingpingjian was not only on the far side, but was also deprived of the game qualification.

Chen Xianjian didn't listen to him at all, "Shut up, don't talk about Cai Jian, who will lose if you start a group."

"If there's a chance, I'll go back and drive him." Xia Li sat up straight suddenly, and the Four Swordsmen of Jade Immortal who couldn't tell who was who in their human form leaned forward one after another, their eyes fixed on the phone screen.

"The spider on the opposite side jumps big." Zhu Xianjian raised his voice, "I'm stuck, save me, save me."

"I can't save you, let's go." Immortal Killing Sword let go without hesitation.

Xia Li was still pissing off the remaining blood on the opposite side, "He's about to die, make it up, make it up!"

"You're aiming at him." Qingpingjian wished she could grab the phone from Juexianjian's hand and do it herself.

"Don't move!"

"You can fight back, hold on tight and don't panic."

"Don't chase the spider, chase that wonderful tree of seven treasures and kill him."

The wanton sword energy touched the barrier and bounced back. The six swords on the sofa were not afraid of their own sword energy, but the furniture in the house was not.

Facing the messy living room, Chen Fuyi fell into deep despair.