The next day.

The news that Wei Qingyi died violently in the house came, and the Holy Temple was in an uproar.

At this time, Xia Ji was already sitting in the carriage and on the way to the royal capital.

The sun is still hot in the late summer, but the heat relief measures in the car are very complete.

The cushion is made of nearly insulated ice bamboo, and a silver container filled with broken ice is placed on the chic small table.

The boy reached in, touched it, and held a cold white porcelain wine cup.

Crazy...

The wine cup broke through the ice. The boy put two cups and pulled out the wine plug. The amber color, and the cold wine was poured out from the cup and flowed into the two small cups. The cold air was like mist and the sweet fragrance of the wine.

Xia Ji raised two cups, lifted the curtain, and handed a cup to Li Ying, who was the chariot for him.

The taciturn man wearing an iron hoop took the wine glass and drank it all: "Thank you."

The boy walked out and sat on the wooden board in front, while drinking wine, while asking casually: "How long will it take to arrive in the capital?"

"I looked at the map and it took about half a month. There were boring days along the way."

"It's a rare leisure time."

A glimmer flashed in Li Ying's eyes: "Is it a way to sharpen his state of mind?"

Xia Ji was stunned. Will this guy have anything to do with his mood?

"Did you hear the whisper?"

"No, I've just asked the tenth time, and I'm more and more confused. I know that everyone in the world recognizes the answers, but these answers are all dead words, the truth of death, and useless." Li Ying murmured to himself, "I really look forward to the gods and demons coming to answer these questions for me."

He looked into the distance, and the movement of whip swinging in his hand never slowed down, but his face was full of obsession and yearning.

Xia Ji thought about it, but he still didn't tell him that he had heard the twelve times of the sword questions. He had heard them twice.

But he suddenly remembered that the two "listening to the sermon" process actually had fatal dangers.

For the first time, he almost lost his mind as he listened to the weird woman's continuous whispers, and became a killing machine that only knows how to kill.

The second time, he felt the terrifying existence behind him and wanted to turn back with irresistible desire. Fortunately, Chaos Dao pulled him back. If he hadn't done so, he really didn't know what terrible thing would have happened.

If you don’t have Chaos Dao Traces, then the chance of “accident” is at least half.

So he pointed gently: "If Brother Li hears the truth, he will have to be energetic for 120. Great opportunities usually come with great risks."

Li Ying glanced at him deeply: "Thank you."

Xia Ji didn't say much, after all, this was his secret.

Li Ying was also very sensible and didn't ask too much, because this is someone else's secret. If someone else can tell you, it is already a kind of kindness.

How dare you ask for more?

Then, Xia Ji changed the topic and started chatting with Li Ying and Hu Tiandi.

He likes to chat with people who travel around the world and have rich experience, so that he will have more knowledge of the world.

After chatting for a while, Xia Ji called Han Chan again and casually guided the weakest follower's kung fu.

It's midday.

The sun is getting more and more vicious and the air is distorted.

The sound of the wheels of the carriage and the sound of the horse's hooves made people sleepy. In the distance, a stream of shimmering like a silver belt suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The junior sisters and junior brothers lit up their eyes and hurriedly pushed out the junior sister Xiang Nuan who was familiar with the Shengzi, and the junior sister Jinghua went to "advice".

The two junior sisters ran over nervously.

Lu Fengxian's sister said, "Son of the Holy Son, let's have grilled fish for lunch."

The daughter of the leader of the Nandi Blood Knife Sect said, "Yes, it's too hot."

Xia Ji responded easily.

The junior brothers and sisters cheered.

After finding a cool shade of trees, Xia Ji leaned on the trees to rest for a while.

Li Ying found a stone in the stream, sat cross-legged on it, and placed the scimitar on his knee, then closed his eyes and thought, entering the state of selflessness.

The chilling cicada repeatedly and seriously practiced the "Hundred One" taught by Xia Ji. In the scorching heat, she was sweating profusely, but her expression was as normal as she looked very cruel.

Ling Yuanze held an umbrella with a melancholy look, and stood beside her and watched her practice under the scorching sun.

This shows that...

A tomboy can be friends with sissy.

But even if she became a tomboy, she would still unreasonably hate a "poor blind man" who did not offend her at all.

Li Ying seemed to feel something and suddenly sneezes.

Xia Ji was crossing his hands leisurely, placing them behind his head, looking at the stream from afar, and taking off his boots, stepping on the stream barefoot, and poking fish with his sword.

Suddenly, the girl under the moon a few days ago appeared in his mind, and the sentence "You invite me to eat fish, I invite you to drink water, we'll get even."

He laughed in his heart. He was such a girl who refused to owe anyone a little. She was strong, independent, and mysterious, but she was the weakest, most caring, and most childish side she left for herself.

She and Xiaoluding are really two completely different extremes.

"I am still in the Great Perfection of True Yuan Realm. Do I need to use her to cut off my love thread?

After all, there are all ants under Tongxuan, and at least life span is a problem. But I don’t know if my body breaks through the two limits of human beings and will it drive the increase of life span?

Although after I transformed, I became taller and my hair became denser, which was a little different from others."

Xia Ji began to wonder whether he should look for an opportunity to cut off his love.

This must be considered extremely carefully.

Because once you choose, you can't look back.

"Forget it... Tongxuan Zengshou is recognized by the world. You still have to leave the realm you should leave. Your fiancée is the best choice, but I don't know her yet, so let's take a look."

The cheers from afar broke his meditation.

Xia Ji looked up and saw that it was Junior Sister Jinghua who poked the fish.

But...it took me so long to catch one.

It seems that this lunch will take a long time to eat.

He didn't care. Time was so leisurely, with floating clouds lying across the sky, and there was no sense of urgency in the world and conspiracy in the underworld.

Following this feeling, his mind was empty and he closed his eyes and took a nap.

I don't know how long it took, but he was awakened by the fragrance.

Junior Sister Jinghua ran over, took a grilled fish, and handed it to the Shengzi carefully. Xia Ji took it, and Junior Sister Jinghua ran away in shame.

Why shy?

Because she secretly kissed the grilled fish. If the Holy Son ate it...will the two kissed in disguise?

Junior Sister Jinghua was so happy. She looked at the Holy Son from time to time, and her heartbeat was faster.

Xia Ji naturally didn't know that his daughter's family had such a trick. He was eating fish and breathing a sigh of relief with the Qingmei Fairy Wine brought from Qishui City.

The eyes swept.

Li Ying was still sitting on the stone in the middle of the stream.

Han Chan has practiced his sword to the point of heatstroke.

Ling Yuan walked forward a few steps, held an umbrella in melancholy, and stood beside the fallen cicada, blocking the steep sunshine for the falling girl.

It seems that none of these three followers are normal.

Xia Ji smiled.
Chapter completed!