After breaking off the engagement with Long Aotian

Shao Ren returned to the room and realized that he had not bought the longevity lock and forgot to give it to Jin Xian.

Thinking that he was about to go to the lobby, he saw that there was no one to stay, so he turned around and walked out, while taking out the jade box.

"Knock knock knock." Unexpectedly, just as I walked to the door, I heard someone knocking on the door from outside.

"Who is it?" He opened the door.

It was only said that there was a strange male cultivator standing outside the door. He was tall and straight, with excellent proportions, like a clothes hanger.

But he looks ordinary, with common facial features, the kind that would be easily picked out by a fan if thrown into a crowd of people.

But he was born with good eyes, like cold stars, bright and extraordinary.

Where does the face say that there are two eyes?

"My fellow Taoist," he asked, "Do you have anything important to ask of me?"

As he spoke, he opened the map in his mind.

I look like this, so I should wear a vest, right? The plot is that I was a secretive person in my early development and rarely showed my true face to others.

"Leave me." He just said that he really didn't recognize himself. My son raised his hand to wipe off the disguise, revealing his pale and handsome face. "My son."

The hand seemed to be fanning the sky for a long time, and also seemed to be injured from below, with blood and energy flowing freely.

Shan Jin's face was pale, even his lips were light in color, making him look even colder and more heartless.

The map appeared in my mind, and the red and green dots overlapped, proving my identity.

Shao Ren tilted his head slightly, his expression not changing as he walked away "So, huh?"

I was stunned. What was the reaction of the person below me?
Before arriving, many preparations were made in advance, but all were in vain and there was no time to catch them.

"Let's go in and talk?" He said, pursing his hands around his lips.

Shao Ren then made way for Shao and walked aside, "Come in."

He put the jade box back into the storage ring and walked towards the table.

I closed the door with my backhand.

"Soon." Shao Ren sat down at the table and motioned for his hands to be at his leisure.

I stood in the room, my eyes swept around the room.

Just now, I saw her downstairs holding a child with a gentle expression.

However, there was nothing in the room that was suitable for babies. He retracted his gaze and walked to the table and sat down.

"Xu Jiushan said."

The man came down and asked, "Where is the kid downstairs?"

But after seeing what he said, he was eager to ask about the origin of the matter. Four years ago, he had said that it was impolite to question someone when he arrived.

Watching will always give you an answer.

"Take two bottles." Shao Ren looked at his face, took out two bottles of recovery pills, and put them in front of his hand. "You look injured. Are you in financial difficulty?"

My son looked at the front, his expression slightly stunned, with complex emotions surging through his chest.

I just imagine that it was the same four years ago.

At that time, the hand had not yet resumed his training and was badly injured. Kan Xiaoying carved a large jar for the hand, filled it with clean water, and added spiritual liquid to help the hand recover from its injuries.

"There's a child downstairs, are you going downstairs?" He lowered his eyes, took the pill from the table, and rubbed the bottle with his fingertips without opening it.

Shao Ren looked at his hands and said nothing for a while.

It's really a big trough when I lie down.

Usually encountered fan. Shao met, was hit by the hand said look with Qin Shuang in the same frame to coax the baby?

Is it okay to make enemies with the male supporting role?
I waited and waited, waiting for an answer, without even raising my head.

He said that he was looking at his hands, his face showing something thoughtful, his emotions obvious, and asked people to guess the answer.

It seems that she has lived a similar life to my memory, with some changes. Four years have passed, and she has grown taller and more beautiful. She was already so beautiful and extraordinary, it is hard to describe in this world.

Now, even lower...

I don't know how to describe my fan. I only feel that it looks like a plum blossom, gorgeous like a rose, graceful like a peony. The fan with a variety of colors can be seen, and it is beautiful as a great fragrance.

It is a pity in the world of cultivation that there is probably no one else with such a unique appearance.

"Go downstairs and ask if the swordsman is alive?" He asked again, holding the bottle of pills tightly.

Shaoren suddenly smiled and walked over. "Why? Do you want to cancel the engagement?"

My heart sank.

"At that time, Dao's cultivation was completely wasted, but I wanted to be a heartless and ungrateful person, so I didn't break off the engagement with Dao." Seeing that he was talking lazily, Shao held his chin with one hand, and took the jade pendant with the other hand, "Do you want to break off the engagement? Take it."

My face was tense, and my already pale complexion looked even more pale.

The black eyes were like piles of floating ice, sharp and cold.

His facial features were sharply angular, and his face and figure were full of sharpness, as if he was holding an unsheathed sword, emitting a cold light.

The young man looked over with great interest, his fingertips lightly touched her cheek, and her body instantly revealed a third kind of stunning beauty.

The Golden Immortal is stunningly beautiful, the Phoenix is ​​gorgeous, and this person is sharp.

"Retreat?" He raised his eyebrows and asked again.

Retreat?
My son and I looked into each other's eyes, and asked ourselves in our hearts.

Suddenly, the hand chuckled, reached into the storage bag, took out something, and threw it onto the table with a "bang".

"Take it." said the hand.

Shao Ren leaned forward to test his head and walked "What's under you?"

Zifan politely took the teapot, poured tea for himself, glanced at Shao and walked to the table. "Let's take a look at the magic weapon. Let's take a look at it."

The hand that was slapped on the table was not a jade pendant, but a folding fan. Compared with ordinary folding fans, it was a little longer, but it was tall and slender, so it was more suitable to hold it with one hand and turn it over.

When he opened the folding fan, he saw a picture of mountains and rivers painted on it, with high mountains like forests, clear blue sky, and even larger birds and beasts, all over the sky and the earth.

With the eyesight of a monk, he can see the eagle blinking its eyes and the tiger flexing its muscles.

"Huh?" He didn't seem surprised.

It is said that the fan has discovered the secret, and my eyes are filled with no light. "All the living creatures are alive."

After saying that, he closed his mouth again. He wanted to offer his treasure, but he was reserved.

Shaoren didn't look at what he said, his attention was all on the fan. "Under you... a space magic weapon?"

After hearing the question, my son answered, "Next. If you encounter an opponent with a fan, you will suck the opponent into the map of mountains and rivers, and let the monster kill him for you."

"The Mahayana cultivator in front of me left behind some treasures from his trip to the cave. They were used to practice magic weapons during the period of Divine Transformation. Dao Shao can use them until he reaches Divine Transformation."

He raised his chin and said lightly, "I'll find a better one later."

Shao Ren fiddled with the fan, smiling and saying, "I gave birth to a child for someone else, and you still want to find a magic weapon for me?"

Cheap fan?
The fan looked at the hand with good intentions, but with bad eyes, as if the hand was being taken advantage of by others to support their wives, and several men were serving the young wife together and being cheap bones.
But I looked away, my eyes fell on the fan in my hand, and said, "It's just a space magic weapon. It has a big mechanism on the surface, and it can change its shape."

The messenger pointed his finger over, and Shao Ren immediately found the mechanism, turned sideways, faced the empty space, and pressed the fan handle to Shao's position.

"Shh!"

Each fan bone suddenly extended a lot, gleaming with metallic luster and emitting a sharp aura. After a while, the surrounding air condensed into frost, and it actually contained rare ore with great properties!
"My body is very suitable for fanning!" It seemed to become much bigger as it was waved, but it was unexpectedly light and it took no effort to fan the folding fan.

Imagine that you are talking to someone and suddenly a mechanism is triggered. If the other person is slow to react, he will be cut in half.

He is so sinister with weapons in his body, looking at the immortal.

"Tao uses spiritual consciousness to guide the blade, which can be launched away and then brought back." My son continued to explain.

If you want to give away magic weapons, of course you have to figure it out in advance so that you can use it smoothly.

Shao Ren listened to the explanation and then drew his spiritual consciousness into it. Sure enough, the blade flew from the fan bone to the ground and flew all over the room, but only the slightest sound of breaking through the air was heard.

The body can also be used as a hidden weapon!

She said she was having fun, and my wife smiled slightly, resting her arms on the table, clasped her hands and resting them on her chin.

I haven't seen you in four years.

The hand is good. Three steps will bring disaster, five steps will bring hardship, and in four years, the number of near-death experiences will be counted by the hand itself.

I didn't think about the number of times, but I could count them with my hands.

This time, I didn't want to see it, but I passed by the cave left by the Mahayana monk below, and found a magic weapon in my hand. I thought it was very useful and thought it might lead to immortality.

The hands and eyes are fanned, and it is indeed a fairyland.

"You can also transform it into a long sword." The hand prompted, "Close the fan and touch the mechanism."

Shao Ren was playing with flying blades. When he heard what his body said, he closed his folding fan and pressed the mechanism.

I felt my hand tremble, and the folding fan instantly stretched out the slender sword blade, the fan handle became the sword handle, the fan surface turned into the body of the sword, and a large blood groove was carved on the surface, connecting with the sword body.

"Wow." Shao Ren already thought that the body fan was easy to use, but he didn't expect that there was a big body method to play with it!

After watching it being swung a few times, I felt that the sword was light and sharp, and it was very handy.

After playing for a while, he restored the folding fan, shook his face with his hands, sat back at the table, nodded his chin and walked towards the opposite side, "Are you really giving it to me?"

My son said, "Is this a Taoist immortal?"

"Immortal, very immortal!" Shao Ren gave a firm response.

I smiled from under my body, showing my neat and white teeth. While smiling, I took the medicine bottle on the table, poured out the Fu Yuan Dan, and put it in my mouth.

"My fan can stay for a long time." He took the remaining pills in his hand, put them in his arms, and walked away without saying anything. "There are still big enemies outside. If we meet in the future, just pretend that the fan recognizes me."

Shaoren nodded solemnly and walked away, "I know you're here, so I'm here. I killed a lot of people and made countless enemies. I'm here to see if I can recognize you."

My son had already turned around, but he turned back abruptly, his eyes cold and he walked away, "Who? Who are the people who have great hatred against me?"

Shao Ren walked away without a trace, "The fan is gone, I will kill myself." He walked to the door and opened it, "You want to leave? I want to go to the door too."

My son lowered his eyes and looked at the man who passed by. "I'll go first. I'll go back later."

As he spoke, he wiped his face with his palms, and his appearance became normal again.

He raised his hands and walked out. When he was almost at the door, he paused. "That child..."

Shao Ren looked at his hand with a smile on his face.

But she didn't smile, and walked away with two rows of teeth showing. "Very cute."

After saying that, he strode out.

After a while, the figure disappeared into the corridor.

Shao Ren thought of the hand he took before leaving, and made a "tsk" sound.

Originally, Shan wanted to explain.

But who asked Jin Xijiao to look at his friend, and Qin Shuang to look at his friend's mother? Explaining Shaofan tactfully, the hands seemed to understand.

But he knew what was going on, so he pretended to be magnanimous and rummaged around in his storage ring, trying to find the Shao heir jade from every corner.

The wind blows away the ashes, and the divine consciousness explores its past.

My wife had already come downstairs, and as she passed through the lobby, she glanced to the side.

It was said that the sword cultivator from the famous and upright sect was still walking towards the hall, holding a baby in his arms and talking to someone beside him.

He looked at Shao coldly and strode towards the inn.

(End of this chapter)