Chapter 38 Single Mission
"Just for this?"

He Jiu looked at Zhou Xian who was drinking tea by himself with strange eyes. It wasn't that the question Zhou Xian raised was so difficult, but what he didn't expect was that the other party came to Xingyun Village and punched him, just for...

"Just tell me whether you want to help me or not. If you don't help me, I can leave."

Zhou Xian raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced sideways at He Jiu. Although he said he wanted to leave, he had no intention of getting up.

Seeing this, He Jiu couldn't help but be speechless. He kept his word. Why don't you, the god of plague, leave?

However, facing Zhou Xian's threatening eyes, He Jiu did not dare to have any dissatisfaction and could only nod helplessly: "Brother Zhou thinks highly of He, how can I refuse? Don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me." .”

Hearing this, Zhou Xian's sharp eyes instantly softened, he stood up and bowed his hands, saying, "Brother He is indeed chivalrous and courageous, so I'll leave this matter to Brother He."

After saying that, his figure flashed and disappeared in the Jianqi Chongxiao Hall.

He Jiu's pupils shrank. You must know that his perception is not weak. To be able to leave quietly under his nose without being discovered by him requires at least the cultivation level above the exterior scene. However, just now, he didn't realize what Zhou Xian was doing. left.

"Could it be that he broke through the exterior scene? Impossible, absolutely impossible."

He has also seen masters of exterior scenes. Not to mention other things, his sect alone has many older generations of exterior scenes, and Zhou Xian's aura has obviously not yet broken through the exterior scenes.

Moreover, if Zhou Xian breaks through the outdoor scene, he will not be included in the list of people.

"I'm afraid the breakthrough is not far away. The twenty-year-old outdoor scene expert is so terrifying."

He Jiu shook his head, called his men, and after giving some instructions, he went straight into the retreat room. He was obviously stimulated by Zhou Xian.

…………

Half a month later, Zhou Xian listened with satisfaction to the rumors about the "Jade-faced Qin Fairy" downstairs.

"It is rumored that the "Jade-faced Qin Fairy" is handsome and unrestrained, with a face like a crown jewel, a temperament like an immortal, and a chivalrous and courageous person. Within half a month, he directly wiped out more than a dozen bandit strongholds such as Lianyun Village, and even killed them a few days ago. He killed a lewd thief called Langlihua and saved many decent women......."

"Sure enough, some things still need to be publicized. The smell of wine is also afraid of the depth of the alley."

Zhou Xian drank all the tea in his hand, picked up a piece of meat with bamboo chopsticks and put it into his mouth, then narrowed his eyes with enjoyment.

Suddenly a grand and solemn voice sounded in his mind: "The third reincarnation has begun. This mission is a solo mission for each member of the team."

Zhou Xian couldn't help but be stunned. Before he could react, his vision suddenly went dark, and the rumors about the "Jade-Faced Piano Immortal" downstairs came to an abrupt end.

After a while, when everything in front of him was clear, Zhou Xian found that he did not appear in Baiyu Square, but in the woods, surrounded by lush trees.

"At least let me finish my meal."

Zhou Xian shook his head, threw away the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, and looked at the surroundings thoughtfully.

This single-player mission is different from the previous two reincarnations. This time the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation did not release the main mission at the beginning.

Zhou Xian didn't pay much attention to this. With his current strength, he could escape unscathed as long as he didn't encounter a master from the seventh or eighth heaven who owned a field.

"It's better to get to know the world first."

With his spiritual sense, he had already detected the scent of someone not far away. Zhou Xian moved his feet and quickly arrived at a tree not far from the scene.

Zhou Xian did not show up in a hurry, but quietly observed the two sides confronting each other in the field.

In the forest, I saw a middle-aged lama wearing a yellow robe and a monk's hat, leading a group of people in strange clothes, surrounding a man and a woman. The man was probably a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties. He was holding a three-foot green peak and had a determined look on his face.

The woman is a young girl in her mid-twenties. Although her face is stained with some blood, she can still see her outstanding beauty.

At this time, the two men were covered in blood and panting. It was obvious that they had just experienced a fierce bloody battle.

Seeing that the two of them were surrounded, a middle-aged lama walked out of the crowd, saluted with one hand and said with a smile:
"Liu Qingfeng, the name of "Qingfeng Sword" is indeed well-deserved. If you hand over this girl, I will let you go."

"Bah! A bunch of barbarians! There's no way your conspiracy will succeed."

Liu Qingfeng showed a firm look on his face and refused without hesitation. He looked around secretly from the corner of his eyes, as if looking for an opportunity to escape.

"Hmph, to use your Chinese language, you are toasting and drinking as a penalty. Since you want to die, I have no choice but to help you."

The middle-aged lama snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, everyone immediately pulled out their weapons and slashed at Liu Qingfeng. Liu Qingfeng was calm and unhurried in the face of the incoming weapons, and the long sword in his hand was like a gentle breeze, constantly deflecting everyone's weapons.

The girl on the side also waved the sword in her hand and joined the battle group. With the cooperation of the two, it was difficult for everyone to take down it for a while.

"Rookies peck each other."

Zhou Xian looked at the fighting in the field with a bored expression.

Through the sensing auras of everyone, he could see that there was a man and a woman present. The woman's strength was about the strength of the gas accumulation period, and the man's strength was about the opening of two orifices.

The dozen or so people in strange costumes were almost all in the period of accumulating energy. The middle-aged lama who was swiping the formation on the side probably had the ability to open the six orifices, and he seemed to be the person with the highest cultivation level in the field.

While Zhou Xian was thinking, he saw the middle-aged lama who had never made a move before taking action boldly.

A pair of big hands stretched out from the cassock, formed a hand seal, and slapped Liu Qingfeng with one palm.

Facing the powerful palm force, Liu Qingfeng's expression tightened, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand was blocked in front of him.

However, facing the strong palm power of the middle-aged lama, he felt as if the Qingfeng Sword in his hand had been hit by a huge boulder.

His whole body felt as if he had received an electric shock. The Qingfeng Sword in his hand was instantly shot away, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Wow!"

Liu Qingfeng, who was injured by the middle-aged lama, was still trying to resist, but a machete was placed on his neck.

Without Liu Qingfeng, the girl was quickly captured, with an unyielding look on her beautiful face.

Liu Qingfeng looked at the captured girl, his expression suddenly changed, and his whole body seemed to have lost all strength in an instant.

The middle-aged lama glanced at Liu Qingfeng, who was silent, then looked at the girl, and said warmly: "Miss Wang, my subordinates are rude and do not know the importance of their actions. I hope you will forgive me."

Hearing this, Miss Wang didn't appreciate it at all, she just snorted and turned her head.

Seeing this, the middle-aged lama was not angry. He smiled slightly, then waved his hand and asked his men to tie up the two of them.

Just when everyone was lifting the two of them up and about to leave, a melodious piano sound suddenly sounded in the forest.

"Where does the sound of the piano come from in these barren mountains and wild ridges?"

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, even the middle-aged lama couldn't help but frown, with a depressed look on his face.
(End of this chapter)

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