The Transcendent Immortal

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When Xiao Chen returned to the courtyard, he saw Xiao Ruo standing in the courtyard. Under the moonlight, a pretty face was faintly visible, and the silk was like ink, scattered on the jade shoulders. He smiled and said, "Xiao Ruo, why haven't you returned to your room to rest?"

"Master is not here, Xiaoruo is afraid of himself, he dares not sleep ..."

Xiao Chen smiled softly, walked over, touched her hair, and said softly: "It's okay, go to sleep."

Xiao Ruo raised his head, his long eyelashes twitched like cicada wings, and whispered: "Master, I ..."

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Before dawn the next morning, Xiao Chen had already practiced meditation in the courtyard. Although the aura in this courtyard was not enough for him to cultivate further, he could also use it for consolidation.

After a joss stick, the sky was bright, and the door opened with a creak. Xiao Ruo gently supported the wooden door, still wearing a white skirt, with her hair scattered on her shoulders, and whispered: "Do you still go to Wangxia Valley today?"

"Well, just pass by when the day is light." Xiao Chen turned around and smiled.

"Oh……"

When the time came, basically all the disciples had entered Wangxia Valley and went to their own places to practice. Xiao Chen and others were still in their original small positions and did not go to the middle no man's land.

Because Wangxiagu's aura is more abundant, it can also make him more refined. At noon, Xiao Ruo came with the food box as usual, but the food box obviously looked larger than the previous days.

"Sister Xiaoruo, you are so kind, you bring us meals every time." The prince Zhao ran for the first time, and this time Xiaoruo did not hide the food box behind him as before, saying it was prepared for the young master. .

Opening the food box, the fragrance was immediately overflowing, and the second prince Qi Yan pulled off a chicken leg and swallowed it, and the prince Zhao directly picked up a whole chicken and nibbled up.

Xiao Chen shook his head and smiled: "I really doubt whether you are a prince."

Prince Zhao said indistinctly: "He also said that I ate my Royal Highness when I ate dry buns a while ago ... Sister Xiaoruo's craft is really good. If you don't look back and wait for me not to cultivate immortals, you come back to Zhao Guo with me, Be my crown prince? "

Xiao Ruo's face turned red, and he hurried away: "Don't want it!"

Prince Zhao put down the chicken that gnawed half of his hands and said, "I am serious. Then I can ask the father to personally send the letter of appointment and send it to your Xiao family ..."

Xiao Ruo's face became more and more red, and diverted the topic: "Master, let's eat quickly, it will be cold later." When he opened the lower layer of the food box, he saw that the chicken, duck, and fish were beautifully arranged, and there were colorful fruits. Assortment, even hand-squeezed fruit juice.

"Wow ..." The three princes were dumbfounded, and the prince Zhao bitterly said: "Sure enough, the sister of the other family is the sister, the prince has never been so good to me ..."

After the meal was over, Crown Prince Zhao sucked his fingers and said, "You can go home and visit relatives next year. Or would Brother Xiao take your sister Xiao Ruo and come back to the Royal Palace with me to play?"

Prince Qi Yan also said: "Brother Xiao, you can also come to play with us."

Prince Zhao said: "The oil-boiled loquat is our chef's specialty, which is much better than here ..." said Xiaoruo, "Sister Xiaoruo, have you ever eaten oil-boiled loquat?" You can also eat it with noodles. "

Xiao Ruo couldn't help crying: "So ... can that thing be eaten?"

In the afternoon when a few people were talking and laughing, a loud noise suddenly came from a distance, and then the crowd became sensational.

"What's going on!" Xiao Chen immediately got up and protected Xiao Ruo behind him.

I saw the silhouette in the distance shaking, the screaming was not ceased, a young man in white suddenly flew into the air, spitting blood more than once, the man Xiao Chen still barely had some impressions, what is called Zhuo Wuhen, the boss of Beishan, there is gas refining The repair of the floor.

Zhuo Wuhen just fell back to the ground, and a figure flashed to the ground, kicking him to ten feet high, and then the figure rushed up and kicked him back to the ground, stirring up the dust.

Zhuo Wuhen vomited blood more than once, hey sneered: "Ye Fei, dare you kill Lao Tzu?"

"Don't dare here." A cold-faced man with eagle-eyed eyes and eagle-hose nose came to him and said coldly, "But I can take off your two hands." Two white awns whizzed past.

Just listening to two chirps, Zhuo Wuhen's two arms flew a few feet away, blood spattered, and suddenly screamed.

"There are two more legs."

There were two more air blades, Zhuo Wuhen's two legs were gone, blood was spilled on the ground, the crowd was panicking and screaming constantly, the people of Beishan quickly ran out of Wangxia Valley.

Xiao Ruohe had seen such **** scenes before, and he was so scared that his face was pale, and his body could not tremble. Xiao Chen quickly covered her eyes: "Don't look!"

Ye flew to the previous station and said coldly: "Bring it out, throw it into the valley, and see him as a creature." After all, a few young men came up and carried the half-dead Zhuo Wuhen, and his broken limbs went out. Too.

The people nearby were already silent, and the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath. Ye Fei coldly said: "From today, there will be no more Beishan here, and there will be two spirit stones every month." Leng looked at the newcomer area.

Xiao Chen shuddered in his heart, so murderous! This icy look is directed at myself!

The three princes have already changed their colors, and together with the dozens of newcomers behind, they dare not breathe a breath.

Ye Fei led the person to walk slowly, Ye Shaochong was also among them, the injury was obviously better by seven or eight points, the group approached, Ye Shaochong snorted coldly, "Stand up!"

Dozens of newcomers dared not follow, immediately stood up, all dared not to look at this person with their heads down.

"All spirit stones, all handed over! From this month, three per person! One less, one finger off! Two fewer, one arm off!"

The powerful aura made everyone dare not speak, and they handed over the two remaining spirit stones. One person raised his head carefully, trembling: "Last month's spirit stone was used, you can wait Did you make up this month ... "

"Yes ..." Ye Fei said coldly.

"Thank you ..." The man trembled, before he had finished speaking, he was directly beaten by a force of five or six feet, and he vomited blood.

"Try it." Ye Fei said the next three words.

Xiao Chen pinched his finger, and Prince Zhao hurriedly pulled him.

Ye Fei turned his head and looked at him coldly: "Are you called Xiao Chen?"

Xiao Chen's eyes were cold, and Shen said, "It's exactly ..." I just said two words. I suddenly felt a violent attack, but I couldn't resist it. I felt a pain in my abdomen. I flew backward and slammed out. With a loud bang, a big birch tree was broken from it.

"Young Master!" Xiao Ruo exclaimed, frightened and flew out of the sky, and immediately ran over. Xiao Chen Po spouted out blood, pushing her away, and said hardly: "Quick leave here!"

Ye Fei sneered: "Leave? No one can leave here today!" At the end of the sentence, Xiao Ruo hurriedly spread his arms in front of Xiao Chen: "Don't come!"

Ye Fei flicked her sleeves, and suddenly vigorously hit her. How could she withstand the blow as a non-cultivator? The prince Zhao saw this and shouted, "Sister Xiaoruo!" Bashing, Ye Fei hit with a bang.

"Uh ..." Prince Zhao fell heavily, lying motionless on the ground, slowly bleeding from the corner of his mouth, muttering: "Father King ..."

The eyes gradually closed.

Xiao Chen's eyes were split, but Ye Fei was struck by Ye Fei's palm, and he couldn't move at this moment. The second prince Qi Yan screamed and rushed past quickly.

"Hey! Xiao Chen! You are going to die!" Ye Shaochong took the opportunity to stab him at the sword.

"Ah--" Xiao Chen looked at Prince Zhao, whose chest was undulating. His eyes were quickly covered with bloodshot eyes, and he rushed into the air, suddenly Long Yin shook the sky, and a golden dragon shadow burst out of his arm, making a loud noise. , Beat Ye Shaochong to the heart and soul, and spit blood and flew out.

It was also at this moment that Ye Feiwei thought, and gave birth to a long sword out of thin air, stab it in his throat. The ferocious sword gas almost tore Xiao Chen apart. Seeing that it was a mortal situation, it was suddenly clashing. Suddenly, the long sword froze three inches away from his throat, and could no longer advance by one point. He was caught by one hand.

But seeing the blood dripping from the tip of the sword drop by drop, and at this moment Xiao Chen's face was full of blue muscles, his skin seemed to be burned by fire, and there was a tendency to crack, and it was terrible. It was he who was running in an instant Xuan Qingmen taboo practice-Sanyuan burning heart recipe!