Jian Yang Nine Heavens

() Outside Yunzhou City, Qianya Peak, covered in silver and enchanting, stands quietly in the cold world, with the mountains at the foot of the peak as a foil.

"Brother Lang, keep your voice down." Chen Lin blushed and looked back at Chu Lang and said in a low voice.

Chu Lang also wanted to keep his voice low, and had already held his breath and tried his best to hold it back.

"It's so big, so slippery, and so firm." Chu Lang never imagined that there would be such an affair among the 200 or so outer disciples.

"Brother Lang, throw away your stick. You didn't come here to trouble those guys like Zhang Han. You don't need to bring a stick." Chen Lin lay on Xiao Kong's stomach in front of him, watching the living flesh under the oil lamp. body.

A long flat hole of more than ten square centimeters was mostly blocked by Chen Lin's pig-like head. He was 1.7 meters tall and weighed more than 160 kilograms, which shows how big his head is.

Chu Lang squinted behind him and stared anxiously. It is inevitable that there will be physical contact at such a passionate moment. Although Chu Lang is used to seeing beauties, no, he is used to seeing beauties in various love action movies in his previous life, and the passionate love actions of the island country The film is the highlight of Chu Lang's memories so far, and it stands to reason that he has been immune.

It's just that the widow in the room who is taking a fragrant bath is famous among the outer disciples of the Tianming Sword Sect for her bloody body, and at this time Chu Lang is already a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. Only by bathing can it grow vigorously.

"I didn't bring a stick." Chu Lang muttered to himself, his eyes blurred.

Chen Lin was lying on his stomach in front of him, and Chu Lang had already pushed him against the wall. The two of them hugged each other and arched their bodies vigorously.

The fire in the room is strong, a big round wooden barrel is filled with steaming hot water, and some cold-loving flowers are floating on it, and the strong fragrance is floating in the room. They turned their backs to the four gliding eyes at the small opening in the wall, and the house was icy and snowy outside. Although both of them were warriors in the spirit void realm, they were not afraid of the severe cold, but they were afraid of the situation of ice and fire.

Chu Lang felt the tent stretched high on his lower body, and was full of expectations for a happy life in the future. It felt like he had taken a lot of Viagra. high spirited.

Cao Xiong, who was passing by, had just returned from trading in the village under the Tianming Sword Sect's mountain gate, and saw two figures outside Xin Xin's room next door. The pig-killing knife was wielded a bit sharply, and there was no honorable performance, especially after the strenuous exercise last night, the girl at home even pointed at the second child, and the resentment in her heart has not subsided until today .

"This time it's not a good time to catch the culprit, these two sneaky peeps here, mother." Cao Xiong put down a pair of pole baskets, looked around, and picked up a bag from the side of the road. A two-meter-long bamboo pole gently approached the two of them in the dark.

Cao Xiong saw the figure in front of him rubbing against the wall, and the person behind him seemed to be arching his ass all the time. Cao Xiong thought he was dazzled. This has really ruined the ethos of the outer disciples of the Tianming Sword Sect.

Cao Xiong couldn't help shaking his head and spitting, and the hand that was holding the bamboo pole tightly exerted some strength, clicking, and the bamboo pole made a cracking sound when the force was too strong.

Chu Lang and the two were watching vigorously. They were already nervous, and their hearts were raised high. Suddenly, they heard a sound behind them. When they looked back, hiss, they were discovered.

Chu Lang patted Chen Lin's shoulder, who was still watching with gusto, grabbed his collar and shouted: "Widow Xin, Fat Caozi is here to watch you take a bath, I'll tell Aunt Mo for you, and let her clean up this for you Old ghost."

"Fat Cao Zi peeked at Widow Xin taking a bath, Fat Cao Zi peeked at Widow Xin taking a bath." Chen Lin and Chu Lang were very close, and hurriedly cooperated with Chu Lang to shout loudly. It seems that the two of them are not the first This is the first time he has done such a thing, and it is not the first time he has been caught.

"Run." Chu Lang hurriedly pulled Chen Lin and ran towards the back mountain.

"Brother Lang, don't worry about the day's affairs. At worst, I will run away from him when I see him in the future." Chen Lin stopped panting and sat on the snow, leaning against a tree.

"You don't have to take it to heart, even if you didn't have today's incident, the hatred between Zhang Han and I won't disappear in a day or two." Chu Lang shook his head and said.

"Really, didn't you just... just let it go..." Chen Lin looked obscenely at Chu Lang's lower body.

"Fuck off, I'm still a virgin, okay? It's not like you snatch a seat against the wall every time you peep at someone taking a bath. I don't know how many times you've thrown the bastards on the wall." Chu Lang directly hit Chen Lin's weakness, and sneered. .

"..."

On the outskirts of Tianming Sword Sect, in a quiet courtyard under a thousand-year-old tree.

Lin Rongfu sat cross-legged on the stone slab under the old tree and watched Chu Lang packing his simple luggage, knowing that he was going to the back mountain to practice martial arts again.

The so-called luggage on Chu Lang's body included a Qingfeng Iron Sword and a small package. Chu Lang said that it contained very important seasonings and wild equipment of the Huozhe category.

"Aren't you coming back at noon today?"

"Well, yes, yesterday afternoon he was defeated by Zhang Han without a hundred moves. If this continues, he will be arrogant to the sky."

"He has the capital, besides, I think one thing more is worse than one thing less."

"Old man, can you make a difference? We have already kept a low profile and retreated. If we continue like this, we will be forced to leave." Chu Lang raised his eyebrows, glanced at him, and continued to tie the dagger to the side of his boots .

Second-tier beasts often appeared in the back mountain, and Chu Lang's current cultivation base was not enough to deal with it easily.

"That can't be helped. It's been so many years. In the past few years, that kid has gained power. Seeing that we are upset, he will kill others to show others."

"Okay, I get it, sooner or later I will take care of him." Chu Lang snorted coldly.

Lin Rongfu sighed and remained silent.

"Are you blaming me for not passing on your martial arts?"

"Nonsense, what are you talking about? That's the inner strength of the earth-level middle-grade. You hid such a heaven-defying existence for me. It's my family's thing. Talking about it makes me angry. You insist on forcing me to practice this. The martial arts of the Tianming Sword Sect are Huang-level mid-level."

"I have my reasons."

"What's the point? Just because I'm afraid that those men in black will find our tracks. Come on, let's not talk about the distance of 10,000+ miles. How could they find this place, not to mention, It's been more than ten years, how could he recognize me." Chu Lang had been fooled by this old man for more than ten years, and he already knew the reason for his refusal.

If you know it, you know it, but the ending is still the same. Chu Langlai concentrated on cultivating in the back mountain. When the sword light swayed the last arc-shaped sword shadow, the night had already dimmed.

Chu Lang put the three-foot Qingfeng sword obliquely beside him, and lay on a boulder, looking at the faint spots of light covered by dark clouds in the vast void. His clear eyes seemed to contain all kinds of emotions in the world, but they made him People feel the indifference on his face and the peace of mind at this moment.

Chu Lang never thought that the time travel would happen to him. After his life ended, he would come to the land of Yuntian Continent and be reborn.

I can’t bear to miss my previous life on Earth. At this time, Chu Lang’s heart has calmed down. Maybe on a certain full moon night, Chu Lang will feel a little sad, but he will never have any regrets or regrets emotion.

A person's concentration is flooded by sudden legends and splendors, all kinds of strange things that have never been imagined appear frequently, and low emotions will be replaced indefinitely, or even completely suppressed.

The scenes that can only exist in the novels, TV or movies of the previous life have the opportunity to broadcast live here every day, and the only thing Chu Lang has to do is to enrich himself and strengthen his own strength, otherwise, God will not give himself another Chance to cross.

Chu Lang has spent twelve cold winters here. He remembers that when he first came here that year, he was a six-year-old boy. Mr. Lin, who was covered in scars, rode thousands of miles on his back and escaped from many murderous opportunities by riding alone. Inside and outside the city of Yunzhou, the northernmost icy place of the Qingling Empire.

In the past ten years, Chu Lang has suffered a lot. The last scarlet flame cracking soul finger of the man in black brought Chu Lang not only hot and tormenting attacks every few days, but also eating away at Chu Lang. The few innocence accumulated through hard work are the chief culprit for Zhang Han and others in the division's sect to despise and laugh at themselves.

Four or five days had passed since Chu Lang's last injury attack, and today he faintly felt that it was about to attack again. In order not to worry his junior sister and Elder Lin, Chu Lang stayed in this back mountain all day.

The fifth level of spiritual deficiency is Chu Lang's cultivation level at the moment, but this strength will only become the object of others' ridicule or lesson, but the premise is that the opponent's cultivation base must be above the sixth level of spiritual deficiency.

Yunzhou City is located in the northernmost part of the Qingling Empire, and in the north of Biye City, the two cities are connected to each other frequently.There are several small cities under the jurisdiction of the two big cities, all of which are old cities, providing places for warriors and ordinary people to live and communicate.

In fact, it is in a cold climate for nearly half a year, and the nighttime is the most chilly time. For others, this is a bit uncomfortable, even unhappy, but for Chu Lang, it is The most comfortable time of the day and the warmest time for the body.

The weird real air flow in his body is like a hot flow of magma that has tormented Chu Lang for many years. If it wasn't for the cold climate, snow and ice, and Mr. Lin's hard work, he didn't hesitate to waste the real energy to protect Chu Lang's heart veins and find Chu Lang's body was strengthened by means of elixir and the blood of fierce beasts. I am afraid that Chu Lang would not survive long ago. <In summer, there is still a ten-foot-high waterfall here, but now it is the end of autumn and winter, the whole mountain is covered with snow, and a thin layer of ice has formed on the pool, smooth as a mirror, forming a A natural dance practice square.

Chu Lang chose this place as an open space for martial arts training. The ice layer was [-] to [-] square meters in size, enough for Chu Lang to use his full strength.

"Gentle Leaves"

"Golden Wild Goose"

"Falling Clouds"

"..."

Chu Lang practiced a set of Lingxu Nine Swords again. After half an hour passed, Chu Lang finished his posture and let out a mouthful of steam. His face was not as pale as usual, but red like a ripe apple.

Suddenly, Chu Lang raised his sword eyebrows and let out a muffled snort. The true air flow in his body broke out again as scheduled, and the heat flow began to appear from somewhere in his body. The enhanced airflow is bulging.

Chu Lang felt extremely itchy in his body like thousands of ants gnawing on him. The true energy accumulated in his dantian began to operate automatically, trying to protect the meridians in his body from damage, but obviously, its power was still too strong compared to this heat flow. Too weak to have almost no effect.

Chu Lang felt that today's attack was much stronger than before, and he couldn't move his limbs at the moment. He thought that he could survive this disaster as usual with willpower, but he saw three figures appearing in front of him counting up and down after a few ups and downs. Zhang, Chu Lang cried inwardly.

Chu Lang's forehead was soaked with sweat, his face was flushed, his hands and feet trembled, he frowned and gritted his teeth: "Zhang Han, what are you doing here?"

The three young men lined up, all holding weapons in their hands, their excited smiles still couldn't conceal the gloomyness in their bones.

A young man less than 20 years old took a step forward and was looking at Chu Lang with a smile on his face. Zhang Han and others had been observing Chu Lang not far away just now. It was a few days ago that Chu Lang had a strange problem. Only then did I know.I only regret that I have not been able to find a very safe opportunity to make a move. Tianming Sword Sect forbids fighting with each other. Only with the permission of the elders of the sect can you go to the Liangjiantai for a fair duel. Leave the teacher.

"Junior brother, what a coincidence, it seems that I'm lucky today." Zhang Han said indifferently with a handsome face, stroking his hair on his forehead.

Zhang Han is Chu Lang's senior brother, and they all belong to the Tianming Sword Sect's non-disciple, but they have been angry for a long time in order to win the favor of their junior sister Chen Yiting and Chu Lang's persistent refusal to follow him.

A few days ago, Chen Ning, the patriarch of the master sect, was going to hold his [-]th birthday, and he planned to invite the nearby sects of the same sect to gather together. For the sake of fairness, he decided to choose a disciple from the disciples of the outer sect as a representative, and go down the mountain with the other five disciples of the inner sect to send the invitation. After completing the post, you can become an inner disciple.

Among the disciples of the outer sect, Chu Lang was the only one who would threaten Zhang Han, so Zhang Han had been looking for opportunities to deal with Chu Lang in the past few days.

Seeing that Chu Lang came to the back mountain alone in a bad mood early this morning, Zhang Han became aware, and called Li Er and He Xiao to come and observe. If it was a single fight, Zhang Han, who was in the sixth level of the spirit void, could barely defeat it. Chu Lang, but if he wants to maim or kill Chu Lang, he still has more than enough energy, but if Li Er and He Xiao are added, Zhang Han is full of confidence.

The pain in Chu Lang's heart was getting worse and worse. The calmness he tried to show just now had turned into violent shaking. He gritted his teeth and struggled, and said coldly: "Zhang Han, if you are a man, you can challenge me one-on-one. There are many people. There are fewer bullies, and I am not afraid of being shy and unable to sleep in the middle of the night."

"Haha, since ancient times, winners and losers, why, I'm not convinced, but I won't be so stupid as to challenge you one-on-one." Zhang Han watched Chu Lang crouching on the ice in pain, and laughed coldly.

"Senior brother Zhang, I think Chu Lang can't move now, let's get rid of him quickly." Li Er glanced at Chu Lang who was squatting, and took a step forward to suggest to Zhang Han.

"It's so cold that he's wearing a thin shirt. There really is something wrong. It looks like he's seriously ill. Senior Brother Zhang, we've been out all day. We're afraid we'll be suspicious if we're late." He Xiao glanced around, his expression A little restrained, he interrupted and urged.

"Look, you can see how unpopular you are on weekdays, and you don't even look at what you are, if you dare to fight with me, you're courting death." As soon as Zhang Han finished saying death, he beckoned the two behind him to fight together.

Chu Lang wanted to delay the time, but it was obviously impossible. A few silver lights flashed in his crimson pupils, and the three of Zhang Han swung their weapons like three huge black bats towards Chu Lang.

Chu Lang hastily circulated the zhenqi in his body, drawing some zhenqi in haste, jumping a few feet away quickly and avoiding the fatal blow.

However, he was hit by two swords on his shoulder at this time, the blood had seeped out and dyed his thin clothes red, Chu Lang was suffering from pain inside and out, and with a long howl, he twitched frantically the little zhenqi that had been eaten away all over his body .

Hearing Chu Lang's long roar, Zhang Han's contented expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly shouted: "This guy actually wants to attract people, let's move faster."

boom!boom!

Under the shadow of the sword and sword, Chu Lang was hit on the chest and the shoulder by the opponent. As the saying goes, two fists are hard to defeat with four palms. If you can escape one person, you cannot avoid the other two. In addition, Chu Lang has already been consumed by the strange heat flow in his body. infuriating.

Chu Lang fell to the ground, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, his wounds were already adding to his wounds. Chu Lang asked himself that he had always kept a low profile and never took the initiative to provoke others. He still wants to kill the killer, and he only hates himself for being incompetent, otherwise he will definitely not let these three people go.

But it's useless to say anything now, thinking about dying here today, I don't know if I should have died more than ten years ago, and it's worth living more than ten years.

Chu Lang's face became even more flushed, and a few drops of blood came out. His red eyes glanced at the three people who were walking slowly with their swords in hand, and he suddenly laughed.

"You can still laugh now, huh, pretend to be a ghost, you can still laugh when you die." Zhang Han quickly stepped forward and kicked Chu Lang, and Chu Lang slid a few feet away on the ice.

"Li Er, He Xiao, dig a hole out of this layer of ice." Zhang Han raised his eyebrows, glanced at the blood-red ice traces on the ice rock, thought about it, and ordered the two to say.

Li Er and He Xiao looked at each other. It seems that Zhang Han is determined to kill Chu Lang. Qianya Peak is the sphere of influence of the master. Chun, who can still find his body?

If ordinary people would definitely spend time digging through this thick layer of ice, for Li Er and He Xiao who had cultivated at the fifth level of the spirit void, they could dig out a hole nearly two feet in size in a quarter of an hour. Pick out the ice cubes.

After Chu Lang got hit by Zhang Han's palm, he was seriously injured and passed out. Zhang Han was very confident in his martial arts, especially when the palm hit Chu Lang's heart just now, his internal organs were displaced and he did not die. Not far off.

Zhang Han carried the dying Chu Lang to the hole dug, and sneered, "Remember to open your eyes and live your life in the next life, don't offend me."

thump!

Chu Lang was thrown into the cold pool, and sank in a blink of an eye. Zhang Han casually covered the fast ice block again. Li Er and his two knife skills were very good, and the gaps were very well connected. It's really hard to see.

Zhang Han thought for a while, but he was not at ease. He waved his cuffs and rolled up the snow in the distance to cover the ice at the mouth of the pool in a thick layer, including the blood on the ice. Even if someone was on it at this moment You won't find any weirdness here if you roll around and do some messy things.

The three quickly performed lightness kung fu and left, and the mountain behind Qianya Peak regained its tranquility.