Xiao Cheng asked this question and immediately rejected the speculation.

He couldn't say he knew much about this female swordsman, but he could roughly understand the character of the female swordsman from his temperament. He probably wouldn't bother using it for punching even if he could read the mind.

The female swordsman turned a page to copy the broken scroll and said casually: "There is no mind-reading technique in the world, it is just a subtle realm, so any action you do cannot escape my perception."

Xiao Cheng was quite sober, but his thoughts were a little confused. When he heard the four words "The Realm of Mind", he roughly remembered where he had heard this statement. It was a general term for measuring swordsmanship, and he was very clear.

The female swordsman killed a bowl of wine in one mouthful, and the light flashed, and the wine bowl disappeared. After reading the last page of the copy, she put the copy on the table, stood up lazy and seemed to be planning to leave.

"Most of the altar of Xiaoyao Zhenwu and copying fragments are given to you. If you collect all the copying one day, I will send them to me for a look!" The female swordsman picked up the gorgeous sword weapon and said casually.

She lost her value after reading these copies and did not matter to her, so she didn't care at all, so she gave them to Xiao Cheng.

The female swordsman wandered around and came to the Qinglong Sword beside Xiao Cheng and said lightly: "A good sword, it's a famous sword!"

After saying that, the female swordsman turned around and left, and came to the door, suddenly turned his head again, with a little more human touch in his voice, and said leisurely: "Did you always want to see my true face?"

Xiao Cheng nodded. Since the female swordsman had reached the level of incomprehension, some of his actions were naturally seen, and he did not want to deny them.

"In this world, there are only ten people who have seen my true face. I hope you will become one of them in the future. I am looking forward to it because your temperament is very similar to my old friend!" The female swordsman's voice suddenly increased a little bit. When it comes to the word "old friend", it seems to be particularly emotional.

The female swordsman's tone was plain, without pride or reserve. She was just stating a fact.

This sentence may be heard by ordinary people, it means, "You are not qualified to see my true appearance now, and you will talk about it when you have that kind of strength."

But she actually didn't mean that. She just said casually that Xiao Cheng was just a little monk she had met accidentally. Even if she was proud, she would not show it with her personality.

Will elephants show off their strength and height to ants? At most, they show off to tigers and lions.

The focus of her words was behind her. She hoped that Xiao Cheng would have the strength of those ten people in the future, but she did not say that she would show Xiao Cheng the true appearance with that kind of strength.

A wind swept by, and the two doors closed. The living room was as old as before, and there was a copy of the broken scroll and a jar of wine on the wooden table. The female swordsman had left, and the building was empty... She waved her sleeves and did not take away a cloud...

When Xiao Cheng saw the female swordsman missing, his heart suddenly became empty.

He had never even seen the true appearance of a female swordsman. He had just met one time and didn't know his name, so he naturally had no feelings. What made him lose was his strength.

This feels like seeing a beautiful woman driving a sports car but riding her bicycle to eat a street stall. She immediately becomes humble and ashamed, but he should not be humble and ashamed.

The female swordsman was not bad to him, and finally gave him a copy and most of the jar of wine. He should be grateful for it because of his feelings and reason.

The female swordsman was born with no observance from beginning to end. She had such a personality and could not find any faults. The final words were undoubtedly encouraged by kindness. I hope he would become a peerless strong man in the future.

But the female swordsman's ignorance and indifference deeply hurt him. He must not have arrogance, but he has arrogance and a competitive spirit. This kind of ignorance makes him feel uncomfortable and frustrated.

Even contempt or contempt is better than completely ignoring it. The female swordsman is not intentional, but has too much difference in strength. Naturally, there are no ants in the eyes of the elephant.

He never underestimates himself. He knows that all he needs is time. He can reach a higher level in time, but he still feels extremely uncomfortable.

"The gap in strength is not even qualified to be looked at by the eyes, right?"

A depressed aura arose in Xiao Cheng's heart, and he couldn't be happy and happy. He drank a large kilogram of fine wine in a big bowl in one mouthful, and a ball of heat filled his heart, and he couldn't feel happy if he didn't vomit.

Xiao Cheng broke the big bowl, smiled, flashed his body, kicked open the wooden door, and stepped into the courtyard. His black hair was flying, his clothes were fluttering, and his spirit was full of energy.

Xiao Cheng looked up at the night sky and saw a phantom flying quickly, flying towards the sea of ​​clouds. The free and easy figure was like a light geese, which made him feel amazing.

I want to walk with my heart, free and easy, free and easy, and sit and watch the clouds roll and unfold. Just a black shadow gave him an extremely amazing feeling. Isn’t this exactly the casualness he pursued? Looking at the flying phantom, he looked slightly stunned, and his longing expression appeared in his eyes.

A stream of alcohol surged up, Xiao Cheng clenched his fists with his hands, suddenly laughed wildly, and roared in the direction of the Phantom, "Hahaha... Have only ten people seen your true face? It's nothing great, hahaha... I will be one of the ten people, but I'm not satisfied with that...

I want to be... the only man who takes you out of your mind and looks at you... Haha... yell..."

The so-called truth after drinking, Xiao Cheng's words were undoubtedly what he said deeply at the moment. Although it was vulgar and difficult to hear, it was the truth, and this kind of willingness had never been so strong.

Xiao Cheng's voice was blown far away by the night wind, resounding throughout the sea of ​​clouds. The light geese-like phantom suddenly paused, obviously hearing it.

The female swordsman stood above the sea of ​​clouds and was not angry because of these drunken words. She didn't care at all, but she couldn't help but look up to Xiao Cheng. How many people dared to shout so loudly at her? It was rare to see this courage.

The female swordsman reached out and waved at the position where Xiao Cheng was. The sword was like a heart-warming fire, and countless sword lights swept through the sky, like a storm wave pounced on Xiao Cheng.

"Ding Ding Ding..." The sword light was as solid as a sword, piercing into the ground in front of Xiao Cheng, making a crisp sound, forming a large word with a misty sword intent - Get out!

But strictly speaking, this character is not "其", but is composed of two radicals "其" and "其" and "其". At first glance, it is "其", and you can see the clues by looking carefully.

Xiao Cheng looked carefully and instantly understood the meaning of the female swordsman, "Beast, get out!", and his heart was filled with joy, and a depressed aura disappeared in an instant.

Xiao Cheng sighed happily: "The black heroine is not completely empty. It's interesting, hahahaha... A wonderful life doesn't require a reason! Happy! When it's a big deal!"

"I kicked the door and smiled at the sky. How could we be a weed man... It's interesting!" The female swordsman seemed to have a smile in his words. After the words, his figure turned into a phantom and disappeared without a trace.

...

The female swordsman disappeared, and the big words composed of sword energy on the ground disappeared, leaving mottled sword marks. Because Xiao Cheng shouted loudly, many cultivators around opened the window and poked their heads to watch to see who went crazy at night.

Xiao Cheng didn't care about the strange gazes of some cultivators, with a drunken smile on his face, shook his head and returned to the guest room and closed the door.

As soon as the door was closed, someone knocked on it again. When he opened it, he saw that it was Gong Siming. Xiao Cheng was a little dizzy and confused, and only heard Gong Siming say it.

It turned out that Gong Siming was resting in the guest room, but suddenly two powerful Jindan men broke in. One of them was Yan Tanxiong, a strong man who blocked Xiao Cheng's way this afternoon. Yan Ming threatened Gong Siming and asked Gong Siming to find Xiao Cheng to drink, and then put out fierce spring medicine and took Xiao Cheng to Zuixiang Tower.

Zuixianglou must be a brothel. There are also brothels in the world of cultivation. Prostitutes and killers are the two earliest professions, and there are these two professions no matter where they are.

However, brothels in the world of cultivation are different. They are formed by some female sects that require dual cultivation. They can get benefits and practice, killing two birds with one stone.

There are very few poisons for cultivators. Even if there are, they are extremely precious and hard to find. However, the medicine of spring is not a poison or a poison. It is easy to use and is also effective for cultivators.

If it was really according to Yan Tanxiong's plan, Xiao Cheng would drink the spring medicine and go to Zuixianglou, he would probably be replenished by those women in one night, and he would not have to violate the ban of Taiyi Palace. He could deal with Xiao Cheng without breaking blood. This would be a good plan.

After hearing this, Xiao Cheng couldn't help laughing, thinking that even if he wanted to go to the brothel, he would go to the best brothel Tiannu Pavilion to find the best Qing Gongwen. What is Zuixiang Tower? You can tell that it is a third-rate brothel when you hear the name.

Although Gong Siming was a man who was ignorant of his ability, he would definitely agree to Yan Tanxiong’s arrangement first to avoid losses. Then he would tell him Yan Tanxiong’s plan, and he could also use his tricks to counterattack.

If he is in a bad mood, he is willing to use the trick to get the two of them together and make himself happy.

But at this time, I was inexplicably in a good mood, so there was no time for Feixian to play cat and mouse with these two brothers. It was really furious and chopped, so why bother?

At this time, he wanted to have a good sleep and have a dream of spring and autumn, so he told Gong Siming not to care, saying that he just wanted to sleep when he was drunk.

After seeing Gong Siming off, Xiao Cheng released Dead Dog and Long'er. After all, there was a strong man around here, and Dead Dog's holographic radar was more at ease outside.

Xiao Cheng fell asleep in a daze, and this was a very heavy sleeper.

Seeing Xiao Cheng asleep, he smelled alcohol and looked at each other, he showed a sinister smile. The dead dog sent a voice: "Aowu, this is Taiyi Xuanjie, there are many delicious foods. Let's go find something delicious. It's delicious and spicy, hahahaha..."

Anyway, his spiritual sense can cover a range of ten thousand meters, so he doesn't have to stay by Xiao Cheng's side.

Long'er nodded quickly, so a dog and a dragon left the guest room and headed straight for the market not far away.

Yuqionglou soon welcomed a strange guest, a dog wearing red shorts and fluttering bangs, a snake-shaped hat on his head and the latest Apple phone hanging around his neck. The dog actually wore sunglasses that he had stolen from somewhere, looking very powerful.

The two waiters standing at the gate were stunned when they looked at the dog. Although the Demon Sect and the Immortal Sect have been very peaceful for nearly a hundred years and have no restrictions on their interactions with each other, it is difficult to see the Demon Sect in the human race's cultivation world.

It’s nothing that the demon clan comes to have a meal. Yuqionglou also has a semicolon in some mysterious realms of the Demon Sect, but how to communicate is a big problem. The demon clan cannot speak before it transforms into shape.

"Hey, what are you two watching there? Have you ever seen Master Dog so handsome? Hurry up and dodge, Master Dog wants to have a meal!" Dead Dog cursed, and the man stood up, shaking his bangs, as if he was 20,000 or 50,000 yuan.

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~(To be continued...)
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