"I just made a bet, and you are at a loss when you hear it. Why do you have to fight?"

After leaving the door, Meng Xinxin said in confusion.

"Because winning or losing is not important in itself." Xu Dengxian smiled. What is important is that with this kid's contact information, you can slowly catch him.

It is best if a novel can persuade you, but it is easy to save your time.

No, just Sun Tzu's Art of War, and thirty-six strategies will take turns.

With contact, this kid can always give his knees.

But if they were not so honest, they would feel like the eunuch halfway through reading the novel, and I don’t know if they could bear it.

Thinking of this, Xu Dengxian showed an inexplicable smile on his face.

"Senior Brother, you smiled a little evilly." Wanwan said suddenly.

"Is that true?" Xu Dengxian's expression changed, and then she turned into a refreshing and clean young man again.

"Let's go back in the carriage, hurry up." Meng Xinxin glanced at the carriage lane.

"Don't think about it anymore, it's time for you to exercise, prepare to jog in front." Xu Dengxian helped Meng Xinxin carry her small schoolbag.

"No, I don't want to!" Meng Xinxin immediately had a bitter face.

"No, you think. Otherwise, there would be no small stove at night." Xu Dengxian looked at Meng Xinxin threateningly.

Meng Xinxin's face was bitter, and she gave Xu Dengxian something with great grudges. She got used to the small stove every night. Not letting her eat it was to make money and kill her. She waved her fat fists unwillingly and started jogging.

Although the running speed is not as fast as Xu Dengxian and Wanwan walk, at least it can be considered moving.

Xu Dengxian followed her so far.

I went back to Meng Mansion all the way, and it took me about half an hour to walk.

It’s just that Meng Xinxin’s speed may delay this time for a long time.

Walking slowly, passing by an alley, Wanwan suddenly raised her slender willow eyebrows.

"What's wrong?" Xu Dengxian asked with concern.

"I don't know, I feel a little uncomfortable, especially in front of me, there seems to be something particularly cold." Wanwan frowned her beautiful eyebrows. She was on the ninth level of Qi refining, which was logically incompatible with the cold and heat, but now she feels a little cold, and subconsciously rubs towards Xu Dengxian.

Xu Dengxian grabbed Wanwan's slightly cold little hand, passed the yang energy, then looked at the empty alley and frowned, and called Meng Xinxin, who was jogging at the snail: "Come back."

Wanwan's intuition has always been accurate. Since she has such intuition, this road is probably uneasy. Xu Dengxian is not afraid of it alone, but it is meaningless to take the initiative to send it to someone else's trap.

Meng Xinxin reacted and was about to retreat, but at the same time several black shadows flew out quickly, pounced at Meng Xinxin like a hungry wolf pounced on a sheep. Her energy swept across, like swords and swords. Meng Xinxin was so scared.

At the critical moment, Xu Dengxian's figure suddenly advanced and appeared in front of Meng Xinxin like teleportation. A volume of literary pictures flew out automatically, snow-white words flew out, culture surged, green lotus bloomed, protecting Xu Dengxian and the other two. The black shadow pounced on him and landed on the green lotus, and was shocked, flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground, squirting blood on his mouth.

With one move, Xu Dengxian's subordinates were ruthless and sacrificed the Wenqutu. The green lotus on his head bloomed, the ink fragrance overflowed, countless poems flew out, the divine light bloomed, and the wind and snow storm rioted.

At the same time, a black light burst out, and a middle-aged man wearing a navy blue robe appeared out of thin air. A black stick in his hand hit the ground, and the energy of heaven and earth in all directions fluctuated, blocking Wenqu and saving the lives of several people.

"Golden Pill Cultivator." Xu Dengxian looked at the person who suddenly appeared, his pupils shrank slightly. He cooperated with Wenqutu and was invincible in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Since this person could block his attack, he would naturally be a Golden Pill Cultivator.

"Yes, I was just entrusted by Ye Mei to kill a junior. I didn't expect you to have such magic weapons." The middle-aged monk's eyes flashed over the Wenqutu beside Xu Dengxian, and a greed flashed through his eyes.

"Ye Mei? Mao Ye Mei. The people of the Xu family, for the Yunyue Tower incident, your efficiency is too low." Xu Dengxian was surprised when he heard this. How long has it been?

According to the normal novel process, shouldn’t you bet on me that day and came to kill me the next day?

Why is it almost a month now?

"It's a waste of unnecessary time. Just do it directly. Xu Zhiwan is too cautious, afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back, and he has to investigate you. After investigation, he felt relieved. The Changsheng Sect, a ninth-grade poor family, except for an unknown Jindan elder, there are no strong people outside the door for two hundred years. At the Ascension Conference ten years ago, he was expelled from the conference by Feipeng Sect. The destruction of the pheasant in the wild land, and dared to hurt me, Yuyang Phoenix." The middle-aged monk's eyes were cold.

"You said that ten years ago, my Changsheng Sect was expelled by Feipeng Sect at the Immortal Ascension Conference?" Xu Dengxian's expression suddenly changed, his murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and the cold wind around him became even more bitter, like an angry lion.

Ten years ago, he was over six years old.

That year, the master went down the mountain with great enthusiasm and said that he would bring him back ten junior brothers so that he could experience the style of the senior brother.

However, when he came back, he was still the only one.

And I originally only said a few months, but it was half a year later when I came back.

And now, does it mean that the master was kicked out back then?

"How did you know now?" The middle-aged monk laughed when he heard this. "At the beginning of the Immortal Ascension Conference, Feipeng Sect suddenly came to participate, but the venue was limited, so the last Changsheng Sect was expelled from the stage. Don't you even know here?"

"So that's it." Xu Dengxian's eyes became sharper and sharper. He finally understood why the master was like that after he came back. "Thank you, you successfully answered my doubts. In return, if you leave now, I will spare you."

"Don't you spare me?" The middle-aged monk was stunned and then laughed, "You are a small foundation building, and I am not dead. Is your brain ruined by the wind and snow?"

After laughing, the middle-aged monk turned cold, and the provocation of the ants was suddenly ridiculous, but it was also enough to anger him. His five fingers moved lightly, and the energy in all directions trembled. The breeze in the alley seemed to have stopped. A violent and solemn spiritual power rushed towards Xu Dengxian like a torrent.

Qi refining and building foundations is called ordinary people, and the golden elixir can be called real people. The fundamental reason is that by reaching the realm of the golden elixir, you can control the vitality of heaven and earth, fly in the air, and truly control the luck of heaven and earth, and start to borrow the power of heaven and earth.

It is almost crushing against monks below the Jindan, unless it encounters monsters and magic weapons that are rare.

However, the other party is obviously not such a person. As for the magic weapon, the middle-aged monk does not believe that a dilapidated house will have a magic weapon in his hand.

"Let's have a sleep, the next scene is too bloody."

The spiritual power was violent, but Xu Dengxian ignored it. His hands brushed over Wanwan and Meng Xinxin, causing the two to fall asleep at the same time. The violent vitality and magical power of the middle-aged monk fell on the Wenqutu, just like a breeze blowing on the hills and was useless.

"If you don't have a way of life, you will go to the dead end, so you will be sent to the underworld."

The literary pictures of Xu Dengxian's body were shocked, culture gushed, green lotus bloomed, and ink fragrance occupied the entire space in an instant, and all breaths stopped. The Xu family's foundation-building monks were reaping their lives as if they were still.

Only the Jindan monk could barely have some resistance. A red fairy sword appeared in his hand, and his yang energy surged to resist the violent green lotus in the alley, but it was also extremely difficult. It was like a small boat in the heavy rain and wind could be crushed to pieces at any time. He gritted his teeth and said, "Boy, you won. Our Yuyang Sect will not blame you for your affairs and stop. I can ease you. Otherwise, if you kill me, you will never die with Yuyang Sect."

Xu Dengxian did not respond, but the literary and music pictures were shaken, the milky white poems were ethereal, trembling in the void, blooming bright literary style, and entering the golden elixir monks, terrifying energy bloomed.
Chapter completed!