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Return of the Boy Chapter 67: True and False Boys

It took five days for the common people and wealthy merchants of Cangyuan City to gradually come out of their panic. Regarding the shock five days ago, an uninformed person reported this: In the 21st year of Dahua, a villa near Cangyuan City entered the world.

Two immortals lived there, and people from all walks of life wanted to see the immortal's face. The immortal was so angry that he killed them by smashing down his ten thousand-foot sword, causing a trembling storm to appear within a radius of dozens of miles.

Hearing this, the people in Cangyuan City began to panic and panic, fearing that the next sword would hit Cangyuan City.

But people familiar with the matter know that this is not the case, and those people in the world are not dead. At most, they will lie in bed for a year and a half.

As for another incident, the war between the Su family and the Zhang family shocked the entire Jingzhou, and it ended with Zhang Jingchen of the Zhang family drawing a knife and killing himself for his beloved. Ma Sufen also avenged her daughter, although she did not kill it with her own hands.

However, some people say that the protracted war between the Su and Zhang families has just begun.

Five days later, both the Su family and the Zhang family were preparing for the funeral.

Although Su Minghe has brought back the news that his daughter has been rescued, it has become a fact in the city that the daughter of Su's eldest daughter died. If his daughter dies without a funeral, it would be disrespectful to the deceased.

People in the city didn't know what to say, so they hung up Bai Ling sadly.

However, both of them are also preparing for future resurrection.

After this incident, the Zhang family suffered the most losses. Zhang Zhantian not only lost his son, but even the mansion and garden outside the city were in a mess. Although an immortal in Yuluo Villa who called himself Xiaoyao Immortal generously compensated him with a few diamonds worth ten thousand gold.

Crystal beads, but there are more than just those few beads in Tsukiji. The Jidu Chamber of Commerce still loses some vitality.

He can't go to the Immortal to ask for more money. How powerful that sword is, even if the Blue No. 1 doesn't say it, it's clear just by looking at the damage to the Tsukiji. It's good to be able to pay you a few beads.

Besides, he was the one who blew up the mountain first.

I have no choice but to consider myself unlucky.

Zhang Zhantian finally understood the meaning of what the old Taoist priest Qi Kaiyuan said to him that day.

You really can’t move!

And the little Taoist priest with a half-smile on his face, who had the word "evil" on his face, had also obeyed Xiao Chunqiu's order and took Ji Zimo and Li Meiyi to the Yuhua Sect to become apprentices. Of course, Xia Liu was also accompanying him.

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Two days later.

Yuluo Villa.

At the Jianlu at the foot of Cangshan Mountain, Xiao Lingchen, who was smiling, and Xiao Chunqiu, who lazily put his hands into his sleeves, stood side by side. They looked at the people standing in front of them. To their surprise, the person in front of them turned out to be the same as the one at this moment.

Xiao Chunqiu looks exactly the same. He is wearing a green shirt, green boots, and a yellow jade belt around his waist. Even his height, fat and thin are exactly the same. They are almost carved from the same mold, but his eyes are closed, and

His expression was still stiff and he seemed to have no soul.

Xiao Chunqiu looked at himself in front of him, who was exactly the same as himself, and said calmly: "This iron dummy is well made!"

It was rare to hear the brat say something nice, so Xiao Lingchen showed a satisfied expression, "It's not bad, but don't forget the Jiannanchun wine that brat promised me to make."

In the past few days, except for Xiao Lingchen, who had a fight with his brother Xiao Linghe who was older than him a few days ago, Xiao Lingchen spent most of his time practicing swordsmanship like making an iron dummy. It can be said that he took it seriously. In fact,

At the beginning, you only need to train a puppet. At that time, you can go to the former Beili through the three-dimensional formation, and then use the Buddhist sacred relics to recall Su Qianqian's soul and inject it into the iron dummy to be resurrected. But

Who would have thought that Xiao Chunqiu, a brat, accidentally let his second grandfather Xiao Linghe know how much Xiao Linghe doted on his disciple Xiao Muyao, so how could he not tell his precious disciple that his grandson was going back to Beili to save a girl.

When Xiao Muyao learned about this, he was not very angry. It was just that I followed you wherever you went.

No, those cold and beautiful eyes were not far behind, biting him, as if if you dare to go, I will twist off your ears and throw you to the dogs.

In desperation, Xiao Chunqiu could only agree to brew smallpox moon wine to bribe the old man to make another iron dummy in his likeness.

But this was a bit painful for the old man. Without any accident, his grandson was dissatisfied with the iron dummy he had made, especially the appearance. It had to be as good-looking as him. The old man had no time for the past few days.

After working hard all night to make several models, I finally have one that can catch the eye of my picky grandson.

"Okay!" Xiao Chunqiu nodded, then shook his head and said, "It's a pity that he's not as good-looking as me."

Just when he was thinking about how to drink Jiannanchun wine, Xiao Lingchen, who had been drinking it for several days, suddenly lost all smiles on his face.

Xiao Chunqiu turned his head reluctantly, with a righteous look on his face, and said: "Obviously I brew wine for you, old man, and you make me the iron dummy. This is a mutually beneficial relationship. How can I say that I am taking advantage?"

"You brat, I know the old man so well, it's as if I took advantage of you." Xiao Lingchen glanced at Xiao Chunqiu angrily, his voice became louder and softer, he turned around and started to pick up his fingers.

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Xiao Chunqiu was about to speak and retort a few words, but at this moment Xiao Muyao, who was supervising him everywhere, slowly walked over from behind: "Let's start quickly."

Xiao Chunqiu glanced at her, frowned, and said, "Okay, I understand."

Obviously Xiao Chunqiu was a little impatient, but Xiao Muyao didn't care and still looked cold.

Xiao Chunqiu didn't speak either. He raised his hands on the shoulders of the iron dummy, tapped his back a few times quickly, and then pointed at the center of his eyebrows. In an instant, the blue shirt on the iron dummy's body danced wildly in the wind, seeming to have gained some kind of power.

After the indoctrination, the complexion on his face turned a little rosy. Xiao Chunqiu touched it lightly with his fingers and the iron dummy stepped back three steps. He waved his sleeves and said lazily: "Okay, success!"

The iron dummy also slowly opened its eyes at this moment, and its originally stiff expression became natural in an instant, and gradually turned into a lazy look, which was exactly the same as Xiao Chunqiu himself opposite.

, if these two people were put together, even Xiao Muyao, a childhood sweetheart, might not be able to tell the truth from the false just by looking at it with the naked eye.

But after seeing the real Xiao Chunqiu, he nodded with satisfaction. Although he was not as good-looking as himself, at least he still looked very similar. While thinking this in his heart, he took out a bag with complicated patterns engraved on it from his arms.

Throwing the golden vial over, he said lazily: "This is the relic of Buddhism. Take it to Beili and use it to retrieve the soul of the daughter of the Su family, and then bring it back."

The fake Xiao Chunqiu took the golden vial called the relic, then raised his head and said lazily: "Okay!"

After that, he stopped talking, turned around and left, but not in a hurry.

Xiao Chunqiu turned his head to look at Xiao Muyao on the side and asked, "Junior sister, are you relieved now?"

But Xiao Muyao seemed to be still sulking and ignored him. She just glanced at him coldly, then bowed to Xiao Lingchen who was counting his fingers and said, "Second master, Mu Yao will go back first.

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Xiao Lingchen shook his head and waved his hands hurriedly: "Well... go ahead, go ahead."

Xiao Muyao didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards the outside of Jianlu.

Xiao Chunqiu didn't stop him when he saw this, because he knew that Leng Bingbing's junior sister had obviously reassured him that he would not have the idea of ​​going to Beili again. After all, Yilu's true energy had been injected into the iron dummy's body, and there was no need to do it himself.

Taking a trip, and besides, he himself found it troublesome, it would be better to just sit there and get drunk.

But only halfway through the journey, Xiao Muyao suddenly stopped, turned his head slightly and said: "Senior brother, the day after tomorrow, the master and I will go back to the door, and the second master will go back together. Then you must go back with me."

After that, I really left this time without looking back.

After hearing this, Xiao Chunqiu did not refute, because Xiao Chunqiu knew that even if he refuted something and made ridiculous and outrageous remarks, the result would not be as good as being knocked unconscious. It would be better to do this.

Go back by yourself.

What's more, now the Yuhua Sect is facing internal and external troubles. Because of the battle between Xiao Lingchen and Xiao Linghe, Xiao Linghe was seriously injured. He needed to stay in seclusion for a long time to maintain his realm, but even so, Xiao Linghe's realm was being lifted bit by bit.

, until there is no old age and death in the realm, so it is naturally not enough to have Xiao Muyao as the founder of the Yuhua Sect. Once exposed to the world, it will definitely cause all the martial arts sects to join forces, so he also has a reason to go back.

But what gave Xiao Chunqiu a headache was that the hard days were coming this time, and his mind seemed to have all kinds of residual symptoms from being tortured by his junior sister Xiao Muyao.

...

In the dusk, a man and a woman were elongated by the bright afterglow on the mountain path. The woman was carrying a long package, her clothes were in a mess, and her hair was messy. If it weren't for the woman's fair and beautiful body, anyone would have felt that it was just a mess.

She even made a broken bowl and squatted on the ground to beg.

The man on the side was dressed a little too much, with a green shirt, green boots, and a yellow jade belt. I'm afraid that one sleeve alone wouldn't cost even a thousand and eight hundred taels of silver, not to mention he was holding a simple green long sword in his hand.

, it’s just like this, but it looks lazy.

When these two people stand together, it is really hard to guess what kind of relationship they have.

However, they look like they are the young master and maid from a wealthy noble family.

At this time, the woman who looked like a maid was looking at the young man opposite who smelled of money with wide eyes in confusion, and said: "Is it you again?"

The lazy young man raised his hand and pushed the woman's extended head back, saying, "Don't look at me with that surprised and confused expression. It's just the first time we've met."

"First meeting?" The woman glanced at the young man with disdain, "We met not long ago. You ignored me when I was talking to you. I remember it very clearly."

The young man smiled slightly: "What the girl saw that day was not me, but another me."

"Another me?" The woman was stunned for a moment, and then curled her lips: "What a mess, inexplicable, I just said this person is strange, dad still doesn't believe me, what kind of immortal... Huh! Hey! How could you do this?

Appear in this realm?"

"You don't need to know this, you just need to know that I'm here to save you." As he said that, the young man flicked his fingers, and the golden and green ancient long sword was taken out of its sheath, spun around in the air, and went straight

It was inserted into the ground, "I don't like killing people, so just use this sword to kill yourself."


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