Two minutes later.

“Sorry, sorry.

Sorry, sorry.

It’s all my fault, it’s because I’m too fierce, which scared this lady…”

In front of the female cultivator who maintained order in the Piaoxiang Sect, the muscle Taoist apologized with shame. Facing the rolling eyes of the girl opposite, the muscle Taoist laughed constantly.

To be honest, the muscle Taoist himself didn't know that he was wrong. A dog and a fox, in this place full of human race, would he call the same race wrong?

Even if it is not the same subject, it is better to be the same as the demon clan?

But who made him unlucky and encountered a tough guy who couldn't afford to offend him?

After dealing with the female suzu of the Piaoxiang Sect, the muscle Taoist turned his head and looked at the magic knife that was floating around the little fox, and felt that his soul was rising...

"Xiaodao didn't know the Dharma Master, and he bumped into the disciples of the senior. I hope he could forgive me. Xiaodao was willing to bear all the punishments of the senior, and only asked her to spare Xiaodao's life..."

What the muscle Taoist said was so low that it was in the dust.

He didn't read the almanac when he went out. God knew that he was at the Yunmeng Piaoxiang Conference, so how could he meet a fierce man who dared to train the real dragon into a sword soul?

Let’s look at the weak look of the little guy holding the knife...

The muscular Taoist only asks the other party to give up his life and let him go.

I can't afford to offend, I can't afford to offend.

"Hmph! I'll scare me!"

Hiding behind the demon sword, Leng Yue grimaced at the muscle Taoist.

The muscular Taoist face froze.

Is he that scary?

After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, seeing that the sword soul that almost sent him to the west had not spoken, the muscle Taoist said guiltily: "Senior, don't worry, no matter what the senior has given, Xiaodao must do his best and dare not delay at all..."

"Um."

The demon knife, who was in a state of unknown condition, trembled twice: "Since you said that, let's go and help... hiccup... help uncle... I'll make a few pots of wine..."

Muscle Taoist: "......"

Is it that simple?

Senior, are you letting him go?

He secretly glanced at the little fox with his own light, and seeing that she had already started to look around, the muscle Taoist felt relieved, knowing that his life should have been saved today.

"Senior, please wait, go back to the trail..."

......

......

The demon sword only had a small dispute.

Although the sword just now was amazing, the flag was slashed towards the sky, and there was no other movement. After the monks in the garden looked at it, it was left alone.

This time, Piaoxiang Sect reopened the mountain gate, and countless demons gathered in secret. Several powerful people popped up and started a small conflict, and no one thought it was too late.

It's a very normal thing.

Long Ao's sword did not cause much splash.

However, when Zhao Yang, who was bored to taste tea in the attic, found out, he asked Li Gang to go down and invite it.

After Li Gang knew what kind of existence Zhao Yang asked him to invite, his hands were rubbed red and he muttered: "Fat Master, I am considered to be developed and developed this time..."

Well, Zhao Yang told him that if he could get the recognition of the Demon Sword, he would be able to reach the sky in a blink of an eye and become the top group of powerful men in the pyramid.

Zhao Yang did not lie, the Lord of the Demon Sword does have this strength.

As for the difficulty of becoming the Lord of the Demon Sword?

Think about it, Ye Fan is just Long Ao's waiter...

Ahem, let’s discuss the escalation of drug use.

Five minutes later.

Li Gang held a magic knife in both hands, just like holding the ancestral tablet, walking in front to guide the two monsters behind him.

The expression on his face was very resentful.

When he finally walked to Zhao Yang, his mother swung the demon sword in his hand and his plump body hid behind Zhao Yang at a speed of sprinting for a hundred meters.

"Yozi saves me! This old monster wants me to be his sword-holding boy, and he also wants me to carry it into Guixu!

It's crazy!

Save me, Yoko! Save me..."

"Stop it for me!"

He patted Li Gang's shoulder with a lot of laughter. Zhao Yang looked at Long Ao who had returned to Leng Yue and chuckled and said, "There is a meeting in the mountains and rivers, but I didn't expect that I could see you here today."

Zhao Yang was talking to Leng Yue. The last time he was injured, the little fox took care of him.

As for the demon sword?

It's a bit awkward to say that, if Zhao Yang called it a senior, he would be afraid that he would not be able to bear it...

When Zhao Yang stared at him, Leng Yue pointed at him. Seeing Zhao Yang nodding, the little fox was stunned.

The handsome big grasshopper opposite was actually talking to her?

The first time in life!

You should know that since it was enlightened by Long Ao, it has been in a very unpresent state. When people communicate with them, the other party treats her as the "sword master" as a foil and directly talks to Long Ao.

Not just others.

Even Leng Yue herself doesn’t think there is anything wrong with the other party’s approach...

Who would have thought that someone would greet her on his own initiative today?

The little fox was a little excited. Such a handsome big grasshopper was actually talking to her.

only....

Have they met?

"Ahem..."

It seemed that he had discovered his confused little eyes of his stupid fox. Long Ao took over and said, "There are surprises everywhere in real life. I didn't expect that I didn't expect that when I saw it, I didn't find your background..."

"That's right."

Zhao Yang chuckled and made a gesture of invitation: "If you are fine, come here and sit here, your vision here is better.

Come on, little guy, my brother has chicken legs for you to eat.”

While talking, Zhao Yang picked up a brightly colored chicken leg from the table and handed it to the little fox.

“Woo….”

Should I answer, or not?

The little fox looked at Long Ao like help, and in return he heard a 'um' sound.

With Long Ao's approval, the little fox's ears immediately stood up and ran to Zhao Yang happily. After taking the chicken leg, he took a happy bite.

While eating, her little mouth stuffed with bulging mouth was still saying to Zhao Yang: "Big Guaiju, you are such a good person. Leng Yue apologizes to you. Hehehehe, I have a poor memory and I can't remember who you are."

Upon hearing this, the Demon Miss beside her laughed, turned her head, and looked at Zhao Yang with her beautiful eyes.

Zhao Yang smiled speechlessly, stretched out a hand and started to touch the little fox's head.

Smile and touch the fox's head.

The peak of life is great perfection!

Speaking of which, in his memory, how many millions of otakus are the ultimate dream?

I didn't expect it.

It's so simple to achieve...

Zhao Yang was still feeling emotion, but Long Ao, who was floating beside him, suddenly let out a whisper.

"Is the one sitting below.....Boy Ye?"

Before Long Ao finished speaking, his blade rushed out of the window.

Before Zhao Yang could change his face slightly, he reached out to stop him, and a burst of rampant laughter broke out in the garden.
Chapter completed!