After she put down her wine glass, in front of everyone, Hongchen Guest seemed to pull out a long hair from behind the curtain, and then divided one into two.

Just when everyone was not sure about why, they bounced their hands and heard a muffled groan of pain outside the house.

Until this time, Qingyun could feel that a domineering sword intent flashed from her body, and two tiny holes were left on the door with barriers.

"Chang'an! You! You're too much!"

Unexpectedly, this seemingly elegant Hongchen Guest was so arrogant and did nothing, but the other party directly injured two of his followers.

"Master Zhu Dan, I want to talk to Qingyun for a while, but I can ask you..."

"Chang'an! The daytime hurts you Qingyun, and now I will not let you succeed again no matter what!"

Zhu Xianning slapped the table and stood up, and the light flashed in his hand seemed to be preparing to summon the treasure, and fought to the death.

But the next moment, Qingyun grabbed his arm.

"Senior Zhu, be careful, I think Senior Hongchenke should not have any malice."

"Qingyun, she is..."

"My name is Chang'an now, I'm just a student from Jiangyun Cave, Master Zhu."

"You are a student, and my Tamao is the sect leader!"

In fact, everyone present had the same idea as Zhu Xianning, and his face was also similar and strange, but what Hongchenke said just now made Qingyun hear a different taste.

"Senior Zhu, Hong... I think Senior Chang'an has something important to discuss with me. Today's hospitality is not good, and students will hold a new banquet another day. I will treat you well with Mr. Zhu!"

The force from his wrist made Zhu Xianning clearly know that Qingyun's intention had been resolved. Even though he was still worried, he had to obey the other party's instructions.

For the sake of my master's safety, he didn't even say anything harsh. He just said that after he settled down, he could come to Xingzhi Palace to attend class at any time. Then he took two followers who were slightly injured and went there to control the wind.

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"Chang'an, can you give me some face? Don't be embarrassed by Qingyun!"

Yao Pofeng was also unsure. After Zhu Xianning left, he was the one with the strongest cultivation here, and he couldn't help but try to say.

"Then you don't want me to have a glass of wine?"

"Yeah, it's easy to say!"

With his eyes rolling, Yao Ershao took a bowl directly.

If you drink two drinks and can help Brother Yun, it would be fine if he died of drunkenness today!

Then the little fox's eyes turned, and he followed suit. In the end, Hongchen Guest actually drank a glass with everyone. "Senior Chang'an has a good drink."

My husband sincerely admires it.

After walking around, the originally tense atmosphere eased a lot, but this world guest seemed to be silent and never stop talking, laughing:

"Actually, you should thank A Xin, because when I first arrived, I was going to kill them directly, but in the end I was stopped by A Xin."

"Axin?"

Long Fushi naturally knew that Hongchenke was talking about her and the little fox, but he still asked.

"Senior Brother Jiang's real name is Jiang Qiuxin, and Jiang Liuer is just his...nickname."

Qingyun stared at the curtain of the Hongchen Guest, and he was really unpredictable to this mysterious woman who was an enemy but not a friend.

"As soon as Xiao Luo likes you, I saw it back then, but unfortunately died in the thirty-three realms for you. You are so good now, it's not enough to hug you from the left and right, and I actually brought a girl back. How can this be worthy of it?

Where is her under the scent of the sky?"

"Senior, just be able to look for me, why bother to implicate the innocent?"

Faced with the ridicule of the Hongchen Guest, Qingyun asked calmly.

"Who made Ah Xin unhappy? He disliked the two girls, and I had no choice~"

"If you make Jiang Liu'er unhappy, you will kill anyone. Why don't you kill your master's father?"

My master was speechless.

Then the curtain of Hongchen Guest turned around and seemed to be scanning his eyes, and then he fell silent. Qingyun knew that the other party was driving people.

"If you don't take good care of yourself, you will be negligent. Please go back first. Qingyun will hold a banquet and entertain you again another day."

The young master apologized and clasped his fists at everyone, and everyone had no choice but to get up.

Including Chongguan and others, they all heard about the mysterious man Chou Nuer and Qingyun's fight on the way, but they never thought that the background of Chang'an was so big that Zhu Xianning, the jade pot alchemist, was supported by her words.

Leaving.

They are all low-level cultivators, and their vastly different strengths and status make them have to say goodbye to Qingyun.

"What? You guys won't leave?"

At this time, Long Fu's poem was calm and composed, A Lian looked fearless, and Yao Mengxun also sat upright and smiled, and Yao Pofeng waited quietly.

"Senior Chang'an, we are all his people, what's the difference between not leaving? Why don't we stop making peace? How about it?"

No longer having a spoon with bare hands, Long Qingcheng looked like a graceful aura of a mistress.

The curtains were free of wind and the Hongchen Guard shook his head.

"Your supernatural powers cannot break my sword heart. If you want to confuse me, you may have to refine the legendary words and Dharmas."

"It's rude."

"What an interesting magical power."

The Hongchen Guest seems to have a very good temper now, no longer has the toughness and perversion of the previous one, but her words are astonishing as if they were:

"It seems that your sword has been repaired, and I guess you should have mastered the power in the eternal disaster, right?"

"Forever?!"

Qingyun was confused at first, and then his face suddenly changed!

"It...it is the eternal disaster of the Demon Sword! One of the three great magic weapons in the world!"

"What about that?"

Hongchenke's tone was full of anger, and then he asked in confusion:

"What? Didn't you tell me when Axin gave you it?"

"No."

Qingyun shook his head abruptly.

"Yes, even Xiao Luoyi doesn't know this secret. I see that the evil aura on your body is constantly flowing. I believe that Ah Xin gave you the Eternal Tribulation Sword to suppress the evil aura in your body for you."

Not to mention Qingyun's conversation, everyone present was stunned, especially Yao Ershao. He slapped his thighs hard and said suddenly:

"Mad, no wonder the old man said that the old ghost of the immortal is not in love, and he would not lend it if he didn't lend it. He also said that he would lose it. Can the treasure of the sect be lost? Brother Yun, the Eternal Sword of Love is in your hands...uh..."

But when he said this, Yao Pofeng's words suddenly stopped, and even Long Fushi and A Lian's faces became very ugly.

Yes, Zangfeng is the eternal disaster of the Demon Sword, one of the three great magic swords in Jiuzhou, but now it is embarrassing that the eternal disaster sword is really lost this time...

Only Yao Mengxun looked at Hongchen Guest calmly, as if he was indifferent to the magic sword that could make his eyes clear.

"A Xin's constitution is a rare evil body of Yin and evil. Since its birth, Yin and evil have been plagued by Yin and evil. Later, due to some changes, his Yin and evil have become as strong as the extreme. So I asked my father to give him eternal robbery.

, to suppress and absorb the evil spirits in the body."

"Yinsha evil body..."

"Well, there is no eternal suppression, A Xin's evil body has awakened, and the demonic thoughts are disturbing his Taoist heart all the time, so..."

"sorry…"

As soon as these three words were spoken, everyone felt a powerful sword intent surge out from the Hongchen Guest. Cups exploded, wood chips flew, fire and candles broke, and the whole room seemed to collapse.

"Your natal sword is not eternal disaster, and you have mastered that power, why are you obsessed with it?"

The voice of the Hongchen Guest was dull, but anyone could hear that she seemed to be vaguely angry.

"I can kill you, or take you back to the Sect of the Immortal Sect directly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Mian Jian unsheathed, and Yao Pofeng directly put the sword on Hongchenke's neck.

But the other party was just an invisible look back, and the second young master felt that his soul seemed to be stabbed by an extremely sharp divine sword. Feng Mian also took off his hand and stabbed it into the beam of the room.

"What a strong sword intent."

Yao Mengxun exclaimed for the first time.

"My artistic conception is invincible."

"admire."

Yao Mengxun nodded slightly, picked up the tea that had been poured before and took a sip, looking very calm.

A monk who can have artistic conception under the spirit is definitely a genius among geniuses, not to mention that the Hongchen Guest is still a woman, and he can understand the impossible "invincible".

"Just just kidding, is the second young master so angry?"

She chuckled and teased, and then said:
To be continued...