Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Luo Feng looked at the handsome young man with Red Lotus feet in front of him, and opened his mouth. He really couldn't say the word "Senior".

"You look like this, how do I call you..." Luo Feng stared at the young Jiuli, "Can't you be realistic?"

The teenager Jiuli was confident, "When I was young, I was like this. Besides, I am a real heavy job. Now it's only the first day of my birth. You call me... Xiao Jiu."

Luo Feng, "..."

Little nine.

This old guy was so shameless on his first day of life.

Cheeky.

"Little... Nine." Luo Feng shouted.

After all, it's a name from others.

The teenager Jiuli took advantage of the situation, "Brother Luo."

Luo Feng, "..."

Really have a face to shout out.

This old monster has completely placed himself on the first day of rebirth.

Luo Feng glanced at the Jiuli Sacred Sword in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and still gave the Jiuli Sacred Sword to the young Jiuli, "This is your sword, and it can be considered as the original owner."

Jiuli took the holy sword and smiled subconsciously. This was a partner who had been with him for thousands of years.

Jiuli's fingers slid across the Jiuli Sacred Sword, his eyes showed nostalgia, "Old man, we can fight together again."

The azure blue knife light is dazzling.

The Jiuli Sacred Sword has been evolving, even if it has not yet recovered to its former peak, the Jiuli Sacred Sword at this moment is also a rare weapon of God.

The teenager Jiuli was extremely happy.

Then, after a while, Jiuli's face turned black, and the hand holding the Jiuli Sacred Sword trembled.

Luo Feng was taken aback, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the sky, "Xiao Jiu, is your rebirth thunder tribulation not over yet?"

Jiuli raised his head and looked at Luo Feng sadly. After a while, he threw the Jiuli Holy Sword back to Luo Feng.

"Xiao Jiu, don't you want it?"

"He refuses to recognize me as the master." Jiuli stared at Luo Feng quietly.

It makes Luo Feng feel like grabbing love with a sword.

At this time, the Jiuli Saint Knife in Luo Feng's hand came with the spirit fluctuations of the instrument spirit.

"This old guy is too shameless, I won't talk to him."

Luo Feng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

For so long, he has been using the Jiuli Sacred Sword as a weapon. To be honest, Luo Feng felt a little reluctant to return the Jiuli Sacred Sword to Jiuli just now.

Seeing Jiuli Sacred Sword in Luo Feng's hand, Jiuli's face became even darker.

"Xiao Jiu, speaking of it, you are also alive again. The knife in the previous life didn't recognize you, that's normal." Luo Feng comforted.

Jiuli, "..."

After a long while, Jiuli snorted, "Anyway, there is an armory in the temple, I'll find a treasure in hand."

"Temple?" Luo Feng's eyes lit up.

Jiuli's figure swept away, stepping on the red lotus, toward the position where the Jiuli Sacred Sword was raised.

After the peak exploded, the knife edge appeared under the sky.

In front of the knife, there is a door.

Luo Feng tried countless times, but couldn't push away.

"The Jiuli Sacred Knife is the key to open this Chiyou temple." Jiuli came to the door and looked back at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng didn't hesitate, and inserted the Jiuli Saint Knife.

Soon, this door was different from before, and the light flashed.

Luo Feng stretched out his hand and slowly opened the door.

What you see is a vast world of yellow sand.

Yellow sand flying in the sky.

This seems to be a unique space.

Looking around, there was yellow sand everywhere, and I couldn't tell the direction.

"Where is the temple?" Luo Feng looked at Jiuli. "Brother Luo, come with me." Jiuli seemed to be very familiar with this place, leading Luo Feng all the way forward, his eyes seemed to sink into memories, his eyes were a little red, and he muttered, "This is The land I have guarded in my life

square. "

Jiuli stopped suddenly and looked ahead.

Luo Feng also looked up.

A layer of yellow sand storm was sweeping ahead.

As the yellow sand storm gradually disappeared, an ancient temple appeared in Luo Feng's eyes.

With a solemn expression, Jiuli came to the temple and bowed on his knees.

Luo Feng also bowed, his expression solemn.

Walk into the temple.

Luo Feng saw a similar statue of Chi You once seen in the Dunan Miao Village, located in the center of the temple.

This is, this statue of Chi You, as if there is a terrifying soul pressure, Luo Feng glanced at it, and he staggered and he staggered.

"Brother Luo, don't face the statue of Chi You." Jiuli hurriedly shouted to remind him.

However, Luo Feng's eyes were still looking directly, and the chaotic monument in his mind slowly started to rotate.

The feeling of spinning around the world disappeared, Luo Feng's eyes seemed to meet the gaze of Chi You's idol.

Looking at each other across the ages.

Jiuli's eyes were shocked, staring at Luo Feng.

He suddenly remembered that Luo Feng still had the identity of Chi You's **** son.

However, under the world, people of any identity will worship this statue of Chi You.

Jiuli was dumbfounded.

"Brother Luo, Guo is extraordinary."

After a while, Jiuli also came back to his senses, "There is a weapon storehouse in the temple, I will find a treasure."

Jiuli turned around and walked to a side hall of the temple.

Luo Feng looked at the statue of Chi You, and there was a wave of fluctuations in his soul.

At this moment, Luo Feng's power of divine consciousness advanced by leaps and bounds, and in just a few breaths, it rose to a very high level.

A glance at each other has benefited a lot.

In Luo Feng's mind, this statue of Chi You even came alive, and through his eyes, he was performing a set of methods for Luo Feng.

In the land full of yellow sand, a giant holds a treasured sword in his hand, and every sword seems to destroy the world.

The Jiuli Holy Sword on Luo Feng's body seemed to feel something, and he trembled with excitement.

"This is Chi You's supreme sword technique, the original sword technique that even the old guy hadn't had the opportunity to comprehend back then." The Holy Sword Soul was excited.

call out!

Before the statue, Luo Feng drew his sword to interpret the original sword technique of Chi You's line that appeared in his mind.

One move, one move, earth-shattering.

Jiuli came out of the armory with a satisfied expression, holding a treasure knife in his hand, "Little guy, you still have vision."

Jiuli's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he looked up and was stunned.

For a long while, Jiuli's eyes were hot, looking at Luo Feng with envy and jealousy.

"Essential Sword Technique."

At this moment, the treasure knife in Jiuli's hand also trembled, and it seemed that there was also jealousy.

It is jealous of the Jiuli Holy Sword.

Jiuli returned to his senses and glared at the treasured sword in his hand, "At least the old man is much stronger than Brother Luo now, so I won't wrong you."

The light of the treasured sword disappeared, which meant to pretend to die.

Jiuli, "..."

It is undeniable that compared with Brother Luo, his fortunes are simply insignificant. "Brother Luo's future is destined to conquer Wanyu and become the Emperor of Wanyu."