Lying on his chest, she stared at Balian without blinking with a pair of round red eyes.
The carrot held in his little paws was silently lifted up, and it was pressed against Balian's lips like a sword.
Those cold little eyes seemed to say: Are you sure you want to throw me out again?
That little look was cold and resentful, but he felt unspeakably aggrieved. He was so angry that he stuck out his tail on his butt and shook it.
Bailian said that the little rabbit had a temper and needed to be coaxed.
Click and take a bite of the carrot.
He didn't show his fangs at this moment, and he wasn't worried about being infected by the corpse poison.
He brought the piece of carrot he bit off to the rabbit's three-petal mouth: "If you don't throw it away, don't throw it away. I didn't mean it just now."
I don't know if it was Balian's illusion, but Rabbit looked down at the carrot between his fingers, and his red eyes darkened for a moment.
It took the mouthful of radish in its mouth, ate it with a click, and then sat contentedly in his arms and continued to sleep.
"This little brother is..." Chai Ye couldn't help but ask.
This was the first time he saw someone being able to get along with this powerful young lady so naturally.
Bailian glanced at the man and said warmly: "My name is Si Chen, and I am one of the guest monks Miss Fang is running for the position of city lord."
The four visiting monks froze up, their expressions indescribably complicated.
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The moon is high in the sky and the frost kills all the grass.
Fang Geyu put the carriage unicorn into the treasure bag and prepared to enter the city with a group of people.
It is said that it is entering the city, but it is just a border town vassal to Xianling.
The assessment competition will not officially start until three months later, so naturally the main city gate will not be opened to the outside world so soon.
Although the four of them are all in the Takumi realm with good cultivation, they are not the real successor candidates after all.
Without the guidance of Fang Geyu's identity, the four of them would be strong, but if they want to set foot in the territory of Xianling City, they are not qualified.
Therefore, although the four of them were ordered to rush outside Xianling City early, they could only wait for Fang Geyu's arrival while blowing the night wind.
Across the ancient monument that symbolizes extraordinary significance, two armored giants stand majestically on both sides of the monument.
The armor is covered with snow, and a mask hangs from under the heavy helmet, making it impossible to see the true face of the giant.
They each held two rusty giant swords in their hands, with many gaps.
The two giants are like statues in a landscape between heaven and earth, without the slightest breath of living people.
But when everyone came closer, the thick snow on the giant's armor fell, and the cold luster of the armor was so bright that it almost burned your eyes under the moonlight.
The giant's arms slowly raised, as if two ancient giant spirits had awakened from the ancient times.
The two terrifying and majestic pressures were like the sun collapsing, the brightness was indescribable.
The two rusty giant swords, like battle axes from heaven and earth, rose up as the arms were raised.
Everyone in the city was almost lifted off the ground by the sword that was as long as a hurricane.
Under such terrifying pressure, the four Keqing monks from the Tuohai Realm turned pale and ugly, and they felt that they would die under the crushing momentum of these two giant swords in the next moment.
They were extremely shocked. They had long heard that Xianling City was famous, but they never thought that the giant spirit generals guarding the four boundary monuments alone were already so powerful and terrifying.
The giant spirit general of Xianling City protects one boundary in all directions. After the boundary monument, there are eight border cities outside Xianling.
Xianling City is located in the mortal world, with mountains as its base and green silk as its cast.
The city of Ancient Immortal Zhongluo is surrounded by an array of thirty-two border cities.
Three months later, the city lord's heir assessment officially began. Even those who were qualified to participate in the assessment could only practice cultivation in the outer city before the big test started.
The guest monk from Tiange City said in a trembling voice: "Please give me a blood show, Miss, otherwise we will all die under the Giant Spirit Sword."
Fang Geyu glanced at the group of people. Only the leader of the four, Chai Ye, looked pale and shocked, but he did not panic the three of them.
She suddenly understood in her heart, presumably the people in the city also knew clearly that in this evaluator competition, she was destined to miss the position of city lord. It was just a formality, so they sent these guys here.
I sneered silently in my heart.
Anyway, what she wants more than the position of the Lord of Xianling City is the identity of the Lord of the Mountain Realm.
He bit his fingertips, and blood rose up against the wind and sprinkled on the ancient monument.
The ancient stele is engraved with the powerful and natural Chinese characters: Heaven and earth, only the vastness remains!
The characters are as powerful as a sharp peak, towering and majestic, with a strong sense of grandeur and pride that competes with the world and the years.
The blood is ink, like staining the pagoda of common people.
There are also ancient traces of blood on the ancient and vicissitudes of the monument. This is proof that before Fang Geyu entered the city, someone lit the blood and entered the city.
The remaining red blood stains have not yet been absorbed by the meaning of the monument, and can be vaguely seen. Most of the engraved writings and the red fonts were stained by the power of a single stroke.
Even if there are people with excellent immortal blood talents, they can only ignite the word "Heaven".
Under the moonlight in the vast night, the word "天" shines like stars, and is incomparably beautiful.
A drop of blood fell from Fang Geyu's fingertips, like water falling into the sea. With a clear sound, the new blood replaced the old blood, and the brushstrokes became smooth and simple. The word "Heaven" was simply outlined and blended, and the light shined brightly.
The eyes of the five guest monks were dull and shocked.
They had long known that Miss Fang Geyu had perfectly inherited the power of her mother's immortal bloodline.
When I saw it today, it was able to ignite the two characters "Xianao Qiankun" on the ancient monument in Xianling City.
One day ago, there was news in the city that the two young masters from Shifang City entered the city first.
When passing the monument, they all successfully ignited the spirit of one word, which made the Lord of the City feel relieved and praised Shifang City for having a successor and that the immortal veins would not be extinguished.
But looking at it today, in terms of the power of blood alone, this third lady can even vaguely suppress her two brothers.
After all, the position of city lord in the future will still be held by women.
The raised sword did not fall down, but was held horizontally across the chest. From the mouths of the two giants, they simultaneously made a buzzing sound that shook the mountains: "Put -"
The sound continued for thousands of miles and never dispersed. The thick snow covering the grassland was shaken into fine dust particles by the loud sound, revealing the new and tender green grass.
In the thirty-two border cities of Waishan, countless cultivators heard the voice of the giant spirit guarding the city at night, and they all looked horrified.
The giant spirit city guard has been guarding Xianling City for thousands of years. Although the number of people allowed to enter the city under the sword can be counted in detail, they are by no means a minority.
But there has never been a day when I opened my mouth and made my voice sound.
Who are the people who entered the city tonight?
People are speculating in their minds.
Under the bright moonlight, the cold spring is swaying slightly, and the guqin is faint.
The maid was taking some clean plain snow, boiling it with silver charcoal from a jade furnace, and then pouring silver-pointed snow on it.
The top-quality fairy tea grown by the fairy spirit is lightly dipped in the tips of the mercury leaves. Only a little bit of the pure spirit essence is put into the tea, and then taken out immediately, and these tea leaves, which are hard to find in thousands of mountains, are thrown aside.
Just take a cup of clear liquid spirit tea, hold it carefully, and bring it to the side of the cold stone guqin.
She looked at the woman standing in the overwhelming light and shadow, and said respectfully and devoutly: "Your Majesty, please have some tea."
Just in time, the distant lingering sound shook away the nightless light in the sky.
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