Chapter 167 In the Eyes, the Tongue of Fire Dances

"Your Highness"

In a small courtyard near the outskirts of Sun Moon Teaching Xifang, a man knelt on one knee.

The man didn't cover his face, he was quite handsome, he had the feeling of a little boy, and his clothes were also dressed in the direction of a scholar.

Compared with Jiang Lin's wretchedness that he never concealed from the heart.

This person appears to be quite a beastly dress and hypocrisy.

"That's it? Do you really think that there is no one in the Sun Moon Sect?"

Wu Die, who was called His Highness by the man, was still embroidering skillfully. A fat little white cat nimbly jumped into Wu Die's arms and curled up on the ground.

The plump woman with a graceful figure and the white cat are like the most beautiful pastoral picture scroll.

For a moment, the man kneeling in front of him couldn't help being fascinated, but he didn't dare to have any extra thoughts in his heart. Although he wanted to have it, he didn't dare to have it, at least he didn't dare to have it now.

"Returning to Your Highness, the Sun Moon Sect is just an ordinary demon sect. There are mixed mortals and monks in the sect. When the subordinates came down, there was no one else. Please rest assured, Your Highness."

"So, when the time comes, you won't know how you died."

Wu Die shook her head, as if she was not feeling sorry for the fact that he might be exposed to death, but felt a headache for his stupidity.

Putting down the embroidery in her hand, Wu Die glanced at him casually: "Are you from Prime Minister Shen?"

"The minister is the father and the second son."

"Yo, Prime Minister Shen is really willing to let you come here from the Yaozu world? Are you afraid that you will die unexpectedly?"

"For Your Highness, I have already detached myself from death."

"Boring words." Holding the white cat, Wu Die's tone was a little impatient, "What is it?"

"The magic sword has come to the world in Penglai Island. The lord hopes that His Highness can return to the Yaozu world as soon as possible. Although the Sun Moon Sect is inconspicuous, if His Highness's identity is exposed, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"hehehe"

Wu Die was happy all of a sudden.

"Is it my father's idea, or the Prime Minister's intention? The old guy wants me to go back and get married, right? Haoran Tianxia is good and I haven't learned it, but Haoran Tianxia mortal world has one set of emperor's skills after another. "

The man was silent, but cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

"Go back and tell that old guy to your father, let him marry himself, anyway, what is he? A dog demon? It seems to be Teddy, right? Let him go to marry himself!"

"yes"

Although he didn't know what Teddy His Highness was talking about, he didn't dare to say more, nor did he dare to persuade him, so he got up and was about to leave.

"Oh, right"

Just as the man turned to leave the courtyard, the woman behind him snapped his fingers.

Under the man's feet, a ring of fire quickly surrounded him.

"Your Highness?"

Before the man begged for mercy, a fire snake wrapped his mouth tightly, making a violent burning sound, and soon, several fire snakes wrapped him around.

The man rolled on the ground like a burning man.

I wanted to cry but couldn't make a sound, it was so painful.

This is because Wu Die didn't really want to attract attention, so he just withdrew the spell after burning less than half a stick of incense.

But even so, the man had been burnt half to death.

Except for the scorched mouth sealed by the fire snake, the man appeared to be unharmed.

Of course, if he was given a choice, he hoped that he would only suffer from flesh and blood, because it was his soul that was burned by the flames, and he wished he could commit suicide on the spot.

Looking at the twitching man on the ground, Wu Die said coldly:

"Don't think I don't know what you so-called nobles are thinking.

Sigh... If you are greedy for my beauty, you must have enough strength.

This time I spared your life, not to give your father any bullshit face, but because no one sent me a message, go back and tell your father, don't send anything else, otherwise it will be difficult for him to collect the corpse. "

The man stood up tremblingly, his eyes full of fear: "Yes"

"By the way, let's tell your father about the magic sword. The Sun Moon Sect has already sent a martial artist, Chen Huo, to go there. I don't know what Chen Huo is doing, but he is definitely not an idler.

Well, go away, don't get in my eyes. "

"May Your Highness be well"

The man knelt down and bowed before disappearing into the courtyard tremblingly.

The breeze that has gradually entered the winter slowly blows across the courtyard, gently blowing the hem of the woman's clothes and black hair.

Lifting the fat white cat in her arms, the woman looked left and right:

"Are you fat again?"

"Meow~~~"

The fat white cat opened its mouth and let out a small cry, as if to say "Meow no".

"What do you think? How many people have discovered my identity? Aunt Lin must know."

"Meow~~~~"

"Tell me, does he know?"

"Meow~~~"

Involuntarily, as if thinking of something happy, the woman smiled: "That's right, he is stupid, he only has money in his eyes, and he doesn't even want me to give it for free, how would he know?"

"Meow~~~"

In the courtyard, the woman asked a question, and the cat answered. She put the fat white cat on her well-proportioned legs, and the woman gently stroked the white cat's hair.

In her eyes, tongues of fire danced.

The ten-mile long slope was full of sword energy, and Jiang Lin held Chuxue in his hand and attacked the ten-mile senior from various angles.

But this senior in white holds the branch in his hand, and can easily resolve it every time.

Jiang Lin used all kinds of sword moves to activate the Sun and Moon practitioner's mind, but there was nothing he could do.

"Demacia!"

Jiang Lin jumped up from a tricky angle and covered his head.

As a result, Senior Shili just swiped Jiang Lin more than ten meters away with a strong sword energy. Although it was only skin and flesh, Jiang Lin's eight-pack abs were still bleeding a lot.

"As a sword cultivator, I am the only one who can do anything you can with one sword. Brother Jiang has learned too much, has too many thoughts, and the sword energy is too messy. Is this really the sword energy of Chuxue in your hand? ?”

Looking at Jiang Lin, the man in white shook his head, and then started again.

"Sword, what is it? Is it wind, is it rain? Or is it a poem in the world? Oh~~~ That's not the case, the sword is your heart, it's your person~~~

The earliest ripe buds are eaten by moths before they open; immature intelligence will also be turned into stupidity by love.

When he is in his prime, he loses his thriving vitality, and all the wonderful hopes for the future come to naught.

And the sword will last forever, this is the most beautiful melody in the world. "

To be honest, Jiang Lin seriously suspects that this senior who has never revealed his name is the reincarnation of Shakespeare

Just say something you don't understand.

"Brother Jiang, let's end the test here. I already know about Brother Jiang's background. Come with me. If you practice sparring blindly, it will be inferior. Cultivation also pays attention to methods, just like the green grass. Stand proudly..."

"senior"

"Um?"

"I did not understand."

"emmm...I'm hungry...let's eat first..."