This incident was a great joy for the leader of the Tingchao Sword Sect in Huanghecheng, but for Xia Ji, it was just an easy episode.

Ning Mengzhen and the powerful old woman lived in seclusion in the deep mountains near the royal capital. If he wanted to find her, it would be very convenient...

Thinking of this, Xia Ji couldn't help but feel the days when he had just arrived in time and spent day and night with this little girl.

People are not plants and trees, so who can be ruthless? What's more, the true essence realm is great perfect, and the heart is surging, and all emotions will be expanded several times. A thought will move, and the streams will flow into waves, hitting your heart heavily.

Xia Ji immediately used the Chaos Daoshi to start adjusting his mentality and suppressing the sudden feeling.

Carriages travel through bustling cities, deserted wastelands, and mountains and forests...

The blue sky city with smoky smoke in Lotte Mansion finally showed a shadow at the end of the road.

Outside the city, elite disciples from the headquarters of the Holy Gate had been waiting outside the gate.

The charming woman in a blue skirt is the Blue Moon Elder who is now the deacon.

"Welcome to the return of the Holy Son."

The elder's voice was clear and Xia Ji walked down from the carriage.

Lan Yue looked at the holy son who had not changed his appearance, but his temperament was deeper and gave people almost magical charm, and he was a little dazed for a moment.

She knew in her heart that this tour gave the Holy Son another opportunity, which allowed him to go further. Now, even as Tianyuan, she is probably far from being a match for the Holy Son.

Thinking of the Holy Son, she suddenly thought of the black giant that day. When she thought of the black giant, her ruthless heart was being tested. She is really a senior who can give people an extremely safe feeling. I don’t know if Xia Ji knew the whereabouts of this senior. Lan Yue’s legs were tightened.

The Blue Sky City is built against the mountain. The so-called East Gate is the entrance to the Blue Sky Mountain. The stairs of the mountain are long and cannot be seen at a glance. No matter how long the dead leaves are swept, they cannot be clear. It has just been cleaned, but it is covered by a large stack of yellow leaves.

It is lingering under the foot of the climber and scatters into the distance.

The boy in a black and gold robe walked in front, and the charming elder followed him and quietly sent a message: "A lot of things happened in the Holy Gate, and I will report to you one by one later."

Xia Ji naturally knew a lot, so he directly sent a message to ask: "Has Elder Wisdom woke up?"

Lan Yue responded: "Just just woke up."

Just woke up

Xia Ji narrowed his eyes, but Gong Jiu didn't take any action again

He was too confident and thought that a ghost from thousands of miles away was enough to kill the elder, so he didn't take the second move.

Or... there is no time

So, what is he busy with

It is such an annoying crisis, as if it is a disaster that will come at any time.

And my battle with him will eventually come.

This battle is no longer a simple battle between the two. It may be a huge game, with both sides as kings.

The size of the chessboard depends on how big Gong Jiu’s demeanor is.

...

Holy Gate Main Hall.

The disciples dispersed.

Lan Yue began to sit across the table from Xia Ji, with new tea on the table and tea smoke curling.

The autumn atmosphere outside the door is strong, and the wind shows a quiet and thin golden color, with a desolate ancient meaning, which makes people feel a little desolate.

Elder Lan Yue no longer poses in front of this saint. There is no need. Everyone is familiar with each other. Now they are allies tied to a chariot. They all prosper and all disgrace.

Although Xia Ji is a fake, she has achieved such a state of success. Lan Yue had known that he was extraordinary, not to mention that she had no choice.

Now, if she learned that Gong Jiu was coming to disrupt the situation, she would probably have tried every means to kill him directly.

This is the situation.

Lan Yue smiled and said, "I don't know if I should call you the Holy Son or the Great Xia."

Xia Ji had known that she had understood and said calmly: "Okay, let's just talk about the topic."

The charming elder said, "Lan Yue just wants you to know that from now on, the Holy Son of the Holy Sect in the Later Holy Sect is only you, not others. Whether it is Lan Yue, the Heavenly King, or wisdom, they will only be loyal to you.

Nowadays, there are many big and small things in the door, and only a few things you need to ask about.

First, the Jumo Palace Gongsun Ji is waiting for you in the city. This Jumo Palace is a huge monster. Gongsun Ji can wait for you. Lan Yue is shocked."

Xia Ji had known about this and said, "Continue."

Lan Yue said: "Secondly, Elder Wisdom woke up. Although he had broken his arm, he was in good spirits and wanted to see you.

Third, the Yunxin Pavilion of my Holy Sect was destroyed, and the pavilion was in chaos and the mysterious method was lost, but my subordinates were incompetent and they didn’t know where the enemy invaded.”

Xia Ji was a little embarrassed. He could say, "Is this invading enemy me?", but he didn't touch his nose, didn't smile bitterly, and didn't look down. He just said calmly: "I know this, and there is no need to investigate again. I will find a way to rebuild Yunxin Pavilion."

Lan Yue looked at it in surprise and continued: "Fourth, the Equatorial Gate made a comeback, and the stalemate with the Holy Temple in Hanoi Prefecture was on Dongting Lake. For stop loss consideration, seven days later, the two sides will send three people to fight the bet.

The bet is half of Hanoi State.

If the Holy Gate is defeated, the Holy Gate must be given to the Equatorial Gate from the territory of Hanoi Prefecture, which is bounded by "Qinghe County".

And it is also a bit strange to watch the Equatorial Gate come back this time.

The leader of the Equator Sect, Red Hair Ghost, not only made great efforts but also had great confidence. He is now considered an extremely powerful person even in Tianyuan.

If on weekdays, the deacon would definitely send someone to take charge of the situation personally, but now he can only send a patrol envoy to go with a guardian. Lan Yue was really uneasy."

"Equatorial Gate" Xia Ji's understanding of this sect was only understood by the only organization that dared to jump out to resist the Holy Gate in the decades of the Great Wei Dynasty. In the early days, he was still fighting back and forth, but he was conquered ten years ago. However, the one who took action seemed to be Gong Jiu.

Skip this topic and Xia Ji said: "Continue."

Lan Yue nodded, then said with a strange face: "Fifth, Pang Jing is back. He said that the seven-year appointment with you can be advanced... because he has not had much time."

The strong man with a huge king-slaughter knife on his back and a tiger-backed and bear body flashed through Xia Ji's mind, and he stood up: "Where are others?"

...

Yunxin Pavilion has become ruins.

Through the volcanic lake, in the Deserted Leaf Pavilion, a sturdy body was standing with a giant knife.

His whole body was covered in his dark clothes. He didn't know how long he had stood, but it seemed that he had become a part of the pavilion.

It is as stable as a mountain, but its eyes are deep into the distance.

But in this distance, there are just small buds that have just been freshly green but withered in the cracks of the stone steps, and yellow leaves rotating on the ground with the wind. The trajectory of heaven and earth, and the movement and stillness, have infinite mysteries.

This sturdy figure as strong as a bear seems to be pondering and recalling.

Listen to footsteps.

He didn't even turn his head, just said in a gutter: "You're here."

Xia Ji said: "You have realized something before seven years, so you can't wait to come back."

Pang Jing said quietly: "No, I have not had much time, so I want to come back and fulfill my unfulfilled wish."

“Not much time”

hiss!!

The strong man suddenly tore open the sleeves in the black clothes on his right, revealing his thick arms with muscles twisted like old vines behind him.

It's just that this arm is very unusual.

It is as white as a dead person's skin, and the blood vessels under the skin are even more morbid gray, and black flows can be seen vaguely moving in it.

Xia Ji observed the subtleties and could sense that Pang Jing's right arm was developing in a strange direction.

It reminded him of what he killed in Guanshan, Beidi...

"I was chosen by the underworld and will soon lose my mind and become a machine that can only kill." Pang Jing's voice was calm and calm.

"Northern Army Yin Soldiers"

Pang Jing shook his head: "I know I am accepting the ritual of General, so I should be a ghost general. But it doesn't matter. I can feel my state of mind becoming violent and I have less control over my body. Every day I will have some time to be in a state of inaccuracy, and this state continues longer and longer.

I tried every means to eliminate the curse, but it was useless.

So, before I lose myself, I hope to fulfill my wish.

So, I traveled thousands of miles and rushed back to the Holy Gate in advance, just to fight with you!"

When talking about the word "war", all the depression, worry, pain and torture in Pang Jing's eyes were wiped out, turning it like a fire, burning with a raging spirit, and the fighting spirit was full of burning.

At this moment, he was still a swordsman.
Chapter completed!