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One bite of steamed stuffed bun, one thought of love!

This wooden hut is like being in a snow hut from a poor family.A couple day and night, simple tea and light meals are full of tastes.

"Mr. Big." A voice sounded from outside the door.

When I listened carefully, I knew that this was Shang Wuxi's daughter.Squinting close to the crack of the door, he looked at the scene inside the house.

"Do you have something to do?" Xiao Wendao knelt down and asked.

"Mr. Big, look..." the little girl said, holding a handful of foxtails in her palm.The setaria looks like a grasshopper.

Xiao Wenwen patted her head and said, "Give it to me."

"Yes. Mr. Da, you are still happy." The little girl asked with a smile.

"En." Xiao Wen nodded lightly.

"Okay, you come with me." The little girl smiled and pulled Xiao Wenwen out of the house.

The ancient pagoda trees are dense, although it is after May when the pagoda tree flowers are in full bloom.But the green pagoda tree leaves are lush and green.

"Mr. Big." The little girl called out and said, "Would you like to split this tree for me."

In the middle of the night, he didn't expect the little girl to "compete" with a tree because of her weird temper.

I wanted to slash with my sword, but I heard a "heavy hum" from behind, right behind Xiao Wendao.

"Mr. Xiao." Shang Wuxi called out from behind.

"En." Xiao asked, looking at the ancient locust tree, and looking sideways at Shang Wuxi.

"It's late at night, I'd better go back to the house and sleep early." Shang Wuxi said, picking up the little girl.

"Senior Shang, I don't know her name." Xiao asked quietly, looking at the little girl in his arms.

Shang Wuxi listened to Xiao Wenwen's words, pondered for a moment and said, "Shang Yanyu."

As soon as the words landed, Shang Wuxi entered the house, and the wooden door was closed tightly.

Xiao Wenwen took another look at Guhuai, then lay down on the wooden couch, opened his eyes and waited until dawn.

"Sir, what is the mystery of the ancient locust tree." Li Zhong asked quietly.

"Don't worry about it." Xiao asked, and pushed open the door.

"Mr. Big." Shang Yanyu pouted, and tugged at the corner of Xiao Wenwen's clothes.

"Come, come, come into my arms. He smells blood all over his body, and he wants to vomit." Nangong Xiaoqiao said, and hugged Shang Yanyu in her arms.

That Shang Yanyu stared straight at Xiao Wendao, never taking his eyes off Xiao Wendao's face.

"Go to the Holy Ruins, and I'll take you there." Shang Wuxi called out.

When Fudo Nanming heard that Shang Wuxi was willing to lead the way, he cupped his hands and said, "Brother Shang, please trouble me."

Xiao Wenwen pulled a handful of foxtails on the side of the road, wove the foxtails into the shape of a "rabbit" with his fingers, put them in Shang Yanyu's hands and said, "I'll come back when you're eighteen."

The "eight characters" without beginning or end left everyone confused.Even Shang Wuxi and his wife were stunned.

"Okay, pull the hook." Shang Yanyu said, stretching out the little finger of his right hand.

Xiao Wenwen stretched out his fingers and pulled her, then turned and left.The bloody clothes are ethereal, and the figure is thin.

"Sister, the smell of blood on Mr. Da's body is a bit sweet." Shang Yanyu grinned, looking at Nangong Xiaoqiao and said.

Nangong Xiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, and said: "He is a devil, you should stay away from him."

A few people traveled far and headed towards the Saint Mountain.

"To enter the Saint Ruins, don't you need permission from Shenjun Mountain?" Li Zhong asked.

"Li Ao just rose up with the momentum, pretending to be a fake. To enter this holy market, you have to look at my sword." Shang Wuxi said.

An ordinary kitchen knife, a fairy who refuses to give up.

At the foot of the holy mountain, there is a corpse of white bones.Can be seen everywhere, no less than ten thousand.

"The Holy Ruins are divided into thirteen floors, and people with spiritual deficiencies on each floor have different levels of cultivation. I have only been to the ninth floor of the Holy Ruins, and the cultivation of those who are spiritually deficient is comparable to the realm of the Holy Realm." Shang Wuxi said.

Everyone was silent in thought, and Nan Ming said without moving, "In the land of the Holy Ruins, greed is the most taboo."

"Look, that person has the Order of the Holy One." A person from the foot of the Holy Mountain shouted.

Ten thousand people looked at him, only to see Shang Wuxi staring sideways, revealing his murderous intent.All the onlookers stepped back a hundred feet.

"People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, so I have to go to the muddy water of the holy market." Shang Wuxi said, stepping into the heavenly pavilion of the holy market.

The disciple who had just entered the Shengxu Tiange, dressed in the Taoist robe of Shenjun Mountain, bowed towards Shang Wuxi and said, "See you, Saint."

"Who is in charge of the Xuanmen of the Holy Ruins?" Shang Wuxi asked.

"Senior Brother Liu Rufa." The man replied.

Shang Wuxi nodded indifferently, and led Xiao Wendao and the others into the Heavenly Pavilion of the Holy Ruins.

The earth is like a mirror, and the sky is like a star.

"You are Liu Rufu." Shang Wuxi looked at the person in front of him.

The man was wearing the Taoist robe of Shenjun Mountain, looked at Shang Wuxi with frowning eyes, and said: "Disciple Liu Runo, pay homage to the saint."

"En." Shang Wuxi raised his head lightly.

"Disciple, I still need to take a look at the Holy Order." Liu Rufu said.

"You have to see..." Shang Wuxi said in a deep voice, lowering his brows and eyes.

"what···."

When Liu Rufu's screams sounded, Shang Wuxi held up his lapel and said, "Then we'll see after we enter the Holy Ruins."

With one strike, it rises and with one strike falls.

"Legend, the two-severing sword technique can break everything in the world." Fudo Nanming pondered.

"That's not a legend." Shang Wuxi said, stepping into the holy ruins.

Then Liu Rufu was carried by Shang Wuxi, struggling a few times.In the holy ruins, a dark moon hangs above the sky, an extremely weird green moon.

"Roar...roar." Under the Cang Yue, a Lingxu clan with a body of hundreds of feet looked at them.

His body was like a white bone, and his eyes were full of black light.

"This is it." Li Zhong asked.

"The Kuibao clan of the demon saint clan." Shang Wuxi said, and threw Liu Rufu into the air.

The Kuibao Lingxu tore Liu Rufu into pieces and swallowed them alive.Then, step over the heads of everyone.

Holding the kitchen knife, Shang Wuxi volleyed together and said, "You can only eat trash."

When the knife fell, the Kuibao Lingxu was split into two, and his body was scattered on the ground like broken bones.

"This is the first floor of the Holy Ruins. If you want to get out of the Holy Ruins, you have to wait for the green moon to turn white." Shang Wuxi said, turning around and leaving the sacred gate of the Holy Ruins.

"Why can he freely enter and leave this holy market?" Li Zhong asked.

"Maybe it's because of his saber." Qin Zhiyan said, looking at the tens of thousands of Lingxu little demons in front of him.

The bones of the Kuibao that had just been beheaded were all divided and eaten by the spirit-deficited little demons.Waiting for the spirit-deficient little demon to eat Kui Bao's body until not a single bone remains, then he looked at Xiao Wendao and the others.

Qin Zhiyan raised his head, raised his sword and slashed.The sword style is simple and simple, but it just cuts horizontally and vertically, killing randomly.

"There is nothing unusual in this holy ruins." Li Zhong pondered, looking at the scene of the holy ruins.

The sword slashed violently, and Qin Zhiyan was the only one left to kill among the Lingxu clan, his eyes were full of murderous aura.

"Are you really not going to help him?" Nangong Xiaoqiao exclaimed, looking at Xiao Wen's expression.

"Hmph, it's good to sharpen his sword." Xiao asked, "Sharpen the sword", but he wanted to erase Qin Zhiyan's heart.

I am very happy, pretending to be the heart of the city.

Like winter snow, the Lingxu tribe rushed towards Qin Zhiyan, watching him disappear among the Lingxu tribe.

The sound of the sword chiseled, but it became smaller and smaller.

"One level is boring, quick battle and quick decision." Xiao Wendao pondered, then raised his sword.

Li Huo was on the tip of Wen Wen's sword, like a ray of Chuyang's inch light, slashing down towards the demon of all the people of the Lingxu clan.

A sword shattered the bones, and half a step was empty.

"What a strange fire." Fudo Nanming pondered for a while.

"It's not as good as your Tumi on the other side." Xiao Wen asked, then looked at the exhausted Qin Zhiyan and asked, "Which floor do you want to go to?"

Qin Zhiyan looked into Xiao Wenwen's eyes, as if he could see right through him.Fine sweat dripped from his ears and temples, hanging on his pointed chin.

"Seventh floor." Qin Zhiyan replied.

"If you dare to go up one more level, I'll..." Xiao asked before finishing his sentence, self-explanatory.

Just when a group of people beheaded tens of thousands of Lingxu, a group of Lingxu followed behind them.Not far or near, just a hundred feet away.

"Who said they don't have spiritual intelligence, what a smart spirit void clan." Xiao asked, without even looking at the huge group of people following behind.

Although there are thirteen floors in the Holy Ruins.However, the first floor is separated like a pavilion.

I saw the pavilions of the holy ruins standing on the green moon, reaching to the sky.

"I always feel that someone is watching us from the moon." Li Zhong pondered, and couldn't help but glance at the moon.

"The Holy Ruins is not the ordinary Sumeru Realm, but someone opened up the world here." Xiao asked, and glanced at the whiteness above the Cang Yue.

"Sir, I can see him." Li Zhong asked.

"Well, it's ugly." Xiao Wen raised the corner of his mouth, raised his sword and looked at the second floor of the Holy Ruins.

He looked back at the Lingxu clan following behind, the Lingxu clan devoured the bones of the same clan, and his figure changed suddenly.The originally empty pupils glowed with a blue light.

"Do you know another name for this Lingxu tribe?" Fudo Nana pondered, and continued: "They are called undead tribes. It seems that they are dead, but they are actually alive in the bodies of their fellow tribesmen."

"Parasitic Gu Art." Li Zhong pondered.

"No, it's not Gu art, but the inheritance of the Lingxu Clan." Fudo Nanming said, stepping into the second floor of the Holy Ruins.

"Hundred zombie spirit." Qin Zhiyan looked at the behemoth in front of him.

The zombified spirit was like a centipede, with a figure of hundreds of feet and a giant head above the sky, looking at them all with disdain.

With one step, he stomped down towards Xiao Wendao.

Dust and smoke were everywhere, and Xiao Wenwen stood in the air above the head of the Baizhi Lingxu, overlooking the entire holy ruins.

There was a strong blue light in Baizhu Lingxu's eyes, and a puff of white smoke spewed down from his mouth.As soon as everyone retreated, they stood around the dead body.

"There are more." Nangong Xiaoqiao called out.

The body of the Lingxu tribe is different, like this hundred stiff centipede, or like a hundred zhang spirit snake...

Fudo Nanming raised his sword and killed, heading towards the heart of the Lingxu Clan, piercing through with one sword, and slashing horizontally with another.

The broken bones were like a jade bottle, smashed to the ground and scattered in all directions.

"Lingxu has no heart or viscera, it's just a skeleton." Fudo Nanming shouted, and came to fight again.

"Brute force." Xiao Wen asked in a low voice, and the zombified spirit under his feet split into two.

"Strength is nothing but floating clouds in front of absolute strength." Fudo Nanming said, swords glowing everywhere.

"Strength...strength." A voice sounded out of thin air.

I saw a red-covered Lingxu clan, grabbing at the "clan" and staring at them with a grinning grin!