The story of immortality with female support

Chapter 956 Resentment
The delicate and beautiful appearance of the female cultivator has a vulgar appearance. It can be said that this kind of dress is very popular among demon cultivators, but not so much for Taoist cultivators.Zhang Mingxi is a Taoist cultivator, although he can't be regarded as a good person, his aesthetics is also based on the aesthetics of a Taoist cultivator. He didn't pay attention to the appearance of the female cultivator in front of him. But he couldn't let his eyes stay longer.

He noticed that Zhang Mingxi's eyes moved away from her and fell on Qin Zhaohe.The brat with thick head and thick brain in front of him has already established his foundation, he was a bit surprised: "This kid is not bad."

Qin Zhaohe held Jiajia's clothes and buried his head in the clothes. Zhang Mingxi frowned at this shameful picture of a small family. After a while, he waved his hands: "Go down!"

A force brought them aside, Zhu Xingyuan took a look at Jiajia and Qin Zhaohe, heaved a sigh of relief, and turned to leave, but Zhang Mingxi's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "You should stay here, Come on, take them down!"

Without even giving them a chance to argue, Zhang Mingxi still left them in the City Lord's Mansion.

"This emperor, does he want to control all the high-level monks in this city?" Zhu Xingyuan snorted coldly through voice transmission Jiajia, "It's really hateful!"

"Although it's hateful, there's nothing we can do about him. Let's take one step at a time. Judging from today's situation, we haven't aroused his suspicion." Jia Jia said.

The qi training female trainee who led the way was beautiful and elegant, and brought them to the guest garden on the west side of the city lord's mansion, where they were arranged to stay.

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"Master Zhu!" Moxiu, who was playing with a human bone, greeted Zhu Xingyuan with a smile.

"Zhao Zhenren!" Zhu Xingyuan responded indifferently.

This is Moxiu surnamed Zhao who lives next door to them. His cultivation base was in the early stage of leaving his body, and he was also arranged in this guest garden. Sitting on a stone bench in the yard playing with human bones.

Moxiu surnamed Zhao looked past Zhu Xingyuan and landed on Lian Jiajia and Qin Zhaohe behind him, but after taking a look, he looked away and greeted Zhu Xingyuan with a smile.

"This Daoist Mingxi is really generous, generous, and so comfortable, I don't want to leave like a casual cultivator." The demon cultivator surnamed Zhao has a smile on his face. He is a casual cultivator of the devil way. Because it is not easy, I have almost never experienced this kind of hospitality of just living and doing nothing, so it is so new that I don't want to leave.

Zhu Xingyuan laughed twice, but did not speak.

Jia Jia glanced at him, then turned and walked into her own room.

Zhu Xingyuan, Lian Jiajia, and Qin Zhaohe were divided into two rooms, Jiajia's daughter was alone, and Zhu Xingyuan and Qin Zhaohe were divided into another room.

"Ling Ai doesn't look very easy to get along with!" Mo Xiu, surnamed Zhao Da, looked at Jia Jia's leaving back with a smile. The 300-year-old Nascent Soul Stage is not very good, but it is not far behind. The dusty female cultivator who was born was silent all day long, just nodded to say hello, and looked difficult to get along with, and the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao didn't have the idea of ​​making fun of herself.

"She has always been like this." Zhu Xingyuan squeezed his mustache with a smile on his face, went to the stone bench and sat down, thinking in his heart: How could a daoxiu in the early stage of Tibetan God care about you in the early stage of leaving the body? magic repair.

"Master Zhang really has a lot of money!" Moxiu surnamed Zhao had a shrewd look in his eyes.

This shrewdness naturally couldn't escape Zhu Xingyuan's eyes, which made him frown.

"What, Master Zhao still wants to play Master Zhang's idea? Forgive Zhu's blunt words, I'm afraid it's inappropriate. The difference between monks in the middle stage of Tibetan God and your current cultivation level is not 01:30 points, so don't think about some things. "

The moment Zhu Xingyuan opened his mouth, the face of the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao changed drastically, he looked around in panic, and even looked at Zhu Xingyuan with a bit of resentment: "My surname Zhu, don't talk nonsense. Zhao is already very grateful for the hospitality, how could he come up with such an idea!"

Zhu Xingyuan saw Moxiu surnamed Zhao jumping straight, looking like he was caught and hurting his feet, he sneered, and stroked his mustache: "I didn't say you had such thoughts, you What's the rush? In such a panic, Zhu thought he had hit the mark!"

The demon cultivator surnamed Zhao "bang—" slapped his palm on the table, "Teng—" stood up suddenly: "My surname is Zhu, I have no grievances with you, why bother me? Just wait and see!"

"Just wait and see!" Zhu Xingyuan sneered twice, and received many unknown inquiries without any surprises, and he didn't take it seriously, peeling a handful of twisted fruit and giving it to his mouth with a smile.

In the house, Jiajia sat cross-legged, with several chess pieces placed beside her, and a few seals formed with her hands. After a while, there was an almost indistinct, extremely light-colored fluorescent layer between her eyebrows. The heart beat out and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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A ray of light flashed into an underground ice cave three hundred miles away from Yangtian.Sitting in the pool, Xiao Baiye suddenly opened his eyes: "Who?"

"I!"

The familiar voice let Xiao Baiye heave a sigh of relief, polished the night pearl in his hand, looked at the ball of light: "Why did the soul come out of the body and come here?"

That ball of light fell to the ground and turned into an unreal Jia Jia, "I'm here to tell you that we have been invited into the City Lord's Mansion. Be careful with your guiding talisman, don't let it out casually."

"You were invited in by Zhang Mingxi?" Xiao Baiye was a little surprised.

"I just wanted to come here and ask you what kind of person Zhang Mingxi is. Before coming here, Mo Xingjiu said that he was a gambler. He first mixed with Fang Ren and the others, and wanted to take away the Dragon Ball of the East China Sea. Let me change to a fake one." Jiajia said.

Xiao Baiye pondered for a moment, and seemed to be somewhat indescribable: "He is indeed a gambler. He who can sit in this area for many years and make no one among the monks dare to anger him is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp. What he wants, It's just a good word to say, whoever has a better chance of winning, he will stand on his side, if you don't want to deal with him, don't have a deep friendship with him."

"I know, I will be careful. But now that we are in the City Lord's Mansion, it is inconvenient for us to join Master and the others."

After Jiajia finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave. Xiao Baiye thought for a while, but called Jiajia again: "If Zhang Mingxi finds out, you can find a way to lure him to me. Although I can't leave here too It’s been a long time, but it’s not a problem to take care of someone for you.”

"That's...very good." The figure was a bit illusory, and the primordial spirit might look extra gentle because of the three points of etherealness. The female cultivator's voice sounded again, telling him to be careful in his daily life, and to contact everyone in time if he had something to do.

Xiao Baiye's heart moved: He has never been rejected by the sect, this feeling seems that the darkness of Nine Nether Hell Prison is not enough to swallow up that bit of warmth.

(End of this chapter)