After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

"Farewell to Zhenjun Liwei."

"True Jun is well."

In front of the teleportation formation connecting Guixu Gate and Xiyu Mountain Range, a white-robed monk came, with a row of small golden swords on his robe shining in the sun.

The monk guarding the formation unanimously lowered his head.

The white robe sword repaired briefly, and walked over, the soap boots stepped onto the magic circle, and the white light flashed, and the person disappeared in the circle.

The guard cultivator raised his head again and let out a long sigh of relief.

"True Monarch's aura is getting heavier."

"I heard of a strange incident yesterday. Now I think about it. This incident is mostly fake. How could someone like Zhenjun Liwei go to the lantern market with a female cultivator and win the lantern king? "

"It's not reliable when you hear it. True Monarch Liwei entered Xuan Qingfeng, who cultivated the ruthless Dao. If he really went shopping with a female cultivator, how could he cultivate this ruthless Dao?"

"Who said that you can't fix it? Didn't Xuan Qingfeng return a character like True Monarch Yuqing?"

…

Cui Wang left all the discussion behind him and re-entered the Xiyu Mountains. As soon as he set foot on the camp, Li Siyi, wearing a scholar's turban and a pink robe, fell in front of him like a breeze.

It's just that the breeze doesn't look very cool right now, a little embarrassed, he is crying and crying:

"Little brother, you can count it."

Cui Wang summoned the Hongyu Streaming Lightsaber:

"what's happenin?"

"You still ask me what's wrong?"

Li Siyi turned around, and the long sword neatly dissipated the black mist, and complained, "When you leave, Mingyu will also follow. Floating to join in the fun, I also leave. This Xiying depends on me. With a few monks, are you guilty?"

"There are elders."

Cui Wang didn't move his eyebrows, and didn't show the slightest loss of heart. With the sword in his right hand, he walked towards the gap formed by the Xiyu Mountains.

Wherever the pace passes, the black mist automatically dissipates.

Li Siyi followed up, and finally took a sigh of relief, before he continued, "Moreover, the floating life is still coming over, saying that he is going to retreat, and he won't come."

"...This monk retreat is trying to break through to the state of no delusion, right? Nirvana cycle turns the fourth round, and I don't know where to reincarnate at that time."

Li Siyi has never been able to appreciate the practice of Buddhism.

One of the three sects practiced bitter meditation, and he went to the mortal world to preach the Dharma and pay attention to all living beings. Whenever you want to see a monk wearing linen cloth and stepping on linen shoes on the road, he will definitely practice bitter meditation.

A person who cultivates Huanxi Zen, I won't say this, male and female love comes from the beginning.

The strangest thing is that on this day, Luo Zong cultivated Nirvana for ten revolutions. At each revolution, he must tear apart one soul and one soul, find someone to reincarnate, and the time is right, and then take back this soul and soul—

With so many memories stuffed in my mind, can it explode?

Anyway, in this day, Luo Zong, from generation to generation, there have been many high-minded monks. One of the high-ranking monks thought he was a cat. When he got sick, he would "meow meow" to his disciples all day long.

Li Siyi babbled endlessly, Cui Wang ignored him and greeted others, so he chose a secluded place to guard, and the black mist rolled over, and he slashed over—

In a short while, the black fog nearby was swept away.

Li Si intended to stay relaxed beside him, so he simply didn't leave.

The junior brother is very powerful, he took the opportunity to be lazy, holding the natal sword, and only lazily helping to make up the knife when the black mist came scattered over it.

I felt something was wrong with the mending, and I saw the younger brother staring at the hilt of his sword when I looked up?

Li Siyi looked down. The magenta spike on the hilt of the sword was swaying with the wind. He didn't understand the meaning of the younger brother, so he shook the hilt:

"Junior Brother is watching this?"

Cui Wang nodded:

"Where did it come from?"

Li Siyi found it strange that Junior Brother had never cared about this before.

Sword repair days are mostly boring, except for the sword or the sword in life, there is nothing to worry about, and occasionally looking for some pastime is also related to the sword, for example: a sword spike.

Anyway, Li Siyi's Jian Sui was always the one in the same school who was able to exchange energy.

"I gave it to my friend." Li Siyi smiled, "It's pretty, right? She also tied the knot. If the younger brother likes it, I'll give it to you."

Cui Wang turned his head:

"No need to."

A sword slashed over, and the black mist surged and almost overturned Li Siyi. He let out an "ouch", and people avoided him from a distance, but saw that the younger brother only left him the back of his head.

Li Siyi was about to stuff two of them, but saw a pink-clad female sister stepping out of the camp. He looked at it, but it was tender and soft. He subconsciously probed his soul consciousness. At this look, he felt that his eyes were about to be lost. Sting blind, rubbed vigorously for a while, calling Cui Wang:

"Little Junior Brother, look, look there!"

Cui Wang said "Oh", ignored him, and walked straight into the gap.

The old ancestor also said "Hey" in the sea of ​​knowledge: "Change the shotgun for the gun. Mingyu is a girl...such a dress, it's a bit uncomfortable."

He laughed.

Li Siyi fell from the air like a monkey, and suddenly jumped to Mingyu: "Mingyu, you—"

He glanced up and down, "tsk tsk" twice, and his gaze flicked over her pinched waist and her eyebrows, "--Where did you sing?"

Mingyu was a little uncomfortable and stroked her face:

"Doesn't look good?"

Li Siyi has never been willing to say a harsh word to the female cultivators, except for Mingyu who does not understand what politeness is:

"...Your eyebrows were drawn with a carbon rod? So thick. And this rouge..." He paused, "Monkey butt?"

In fact, it doesn't look that serious, but Li Siyi was rolled over in the pink powder pile. All of his confidantes are good at make-up, and they have developed their eyesight early, and there is no such thing as a novice like Mingyu.

At first glance, it was all flaws.

"Li Siyi you—"

Mingyu was so angry that he hit with a tortoise shell.

Cui Wang glanced at it from a distance, then moved his gaze away, and stepped further to the depths of the gap. He practiced for a while before he could break through the late stage of the Unexpected Realm.

"Xiao Wangwang, your senior is being chased and beaten by someone, don't you go to help?"

Behind him was the "boom" sound when the spells collided, mixed with the wailing of Li Siyi.

Cui Wang didn't care.

"What help?"

"Help you brother."

"Brother Mingyu Huanxi, don't go."

"..."

The old ancestor clutched his stomach and couldn't help but thumped and laughed, "Little Wangwang, old ancestor, I really want to cut your head and see if your brain is the Mariana Trench!"

Cui Wang couldn't understand, but he ignored it very habitually, and walked in without a word.

"No way, ancestors, my abdominal muscles are about to laugh," he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "you think Mingyu likes your brother, why?"

Cui Wang is righteous and authentic:

"Every time she returns to the market, she looks for the senior brother."

…No, it's not right, she is looking for you, if she doesn't find Li Siyi, you can't make an appointment.

This kind of loneliness is actually liked by a young lady, and the ancestors are desperate for this face-seeking world.

At this moment, his good grandson and grandchildren suddenly came out with afterthought:

"ugly."

Fearing that the ancestors would not understand, Cui Wang said again: "Brother's sword is ugly."

"..."

roll roll roll.

The old ancestor waved his hand, "I want my sister to give you the sword spike? Don't think about it, it's buried in it, huh?"

Cui Wang cut with a sword, the air waves flowed away, and the black mist cleared. He said, "Hey," he stretched his hand in the seam of the cracked rock wall, and found that there was a light purple halo plant growing there, palm of his hand. The size, the flowers are grouped together, like a small bowl.

"Hastily!" The old ancestor was about to be stunned by the great-grandson's luck, "Nine turns return the spirit grass! Dear! This grass is not born in the depths of the void. After defeating the void beast, it will die after nine deaths. , Can you get it?"

Cui Wang took out a jade shovel from Qiankun's bag, carefully dug out the Nine Turns Returning Spirit Grass along the rhizome, and transplanted it into a piece of loess specially marked out in the mustard seeds.

He seems to be in a good mood:

"Yep."

"...No, I'm jealous."

The old ancestor lay on all sides in the soul sea, "I think we and the old man of Tianji, a line of five, returned from the land of nothingness after nine deaths, everyone was seriously injured, and it was only then that we dug such a nine-turned spirit grass."

"There is one more."

At this moment, in the corner of the wall ten meters ahead, Cui Wang found another light purple plant.

"..."

The ancestors decided to lie down.

Zheng Yu never knew that the Nine Turns Huan Linggrass, which he dreamed of improving Yuan Gen's qualifications, was so easily obtained by Cui Wang. She was still living at No.1 Jingqi Street. This stay lasted two days.

There is plenty of vitality here. It took her two full days to sort out the vitality gained this time. Even Fu Lu didn't care about painting, so she returned home like an arrow.

After staying in Aye Ayang for three days, seeing everything was fine, he returned to the school again.

The following days will be quite regular. During the day, we will sort out and polish the vitality to make it pure. At night, the time will be divided equally. Half will be used to practice magic tricks, and half will be used to draw charms. Once the soul consciousness is exhausted, it will immediately. Cultivating the soul tactics—

And this method of exhausting her soul consciousness and then cultivating soul tactics made her soul consciousness growth rate different from ordinary people.

However, it was difficult to draw the Bingxin Talisman. Even after changing to the special ice-attribute talisman pen and cinnabar, she still managed to draw one after more than half a month.

This one succeeded in giving her a good start. After that, Zheng Wan painted the ice heart charm again, and the success rate was higher.

From the very beginning, I could only draw two ice heart charms in a day, and then I could draw up to five or six ice heart charms a day, and the appearance was not bad.

Bing Xin Talisman is used to drive illusion and meditation, especially when traveling and exploring the secrets, it is the most effective. Unfortunately, there are very few monks who can draw Bing Xin Talisman in the market. As a result, Bing Xin Talisman is always in short supply. Zheng Yu first took out the stall. , It caused looting.

A good-quality ice heart charm can be sold for two middle-level gemstones. If it is worse, it can also have a half-intermediate gemstone. So Zheng Yu soon tasted...

The taste of getting rich overnight.

From an unnamed pauper, to a huge sum of money with a high-level primordial stone and ten middle-level primordial stones.

At this time, the two senior sisters she had traveled abroad also returned.