However, the Heavenly Official Divine Sword Master was killed and was injured like this by the sword energy. The killing energy penetrated the limbs and bones.

Among the five elements, gold overcomes wood, killing and healing are refuted. Under the obstacle of the killing and killing energy, it is impossible to restore Zuo Lingquan to the original state on the spot. It is estimated that it will take a long time to recuperate.

The Lord of Peach Blossom was not sure if he had any opponents coming. No matter how much he said in his heart, he couldn't say this at this time. After stabilizing Zuo Lingquan's injury, he raised his hand and waved it in person, throwing a pocket attic out of his sleeve.

The pocket attic flew not far away and turned into a magnificent three-story building on the swamp. The four words "Peach Blossoms Yaoyao" hung on the gate, which were suspended in the sky.

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. You two will take him up first. I will move the underground palace cleanly and not leave a single stone for Pofeng City."

"good……"

…—

The movement in Huanggutan is too great. Even if the wealthy family on the mountaintop of Huajunzhou is blind, they cannot feel anything.

In just a few hours after the war, the matter of Huanggutan was spread to the major immortal gates through the Tiandun Tower and other immortal intelligence facilities.

At this point, Zuo Ci's background is not to be guessed. The Peach Blossom Lord can be a wet nurse after following her butt, and he must be from the Dongzhou Nan League.

As for whether he is the "Zuo Lingquan" or the apprentice of the Valkyrie of the East China Valkyrie, no one cares; because with the talent and strength he has shown at present, this new junior, who does not rely on the name of the East China Southern Alliance, is also a strong man that cannot be underestimated. What is his name important?

I can’t even pass the “Sword Demon” level, so I’m going to guess my teacher. What can you do if I don’t have a teacher?

In addition to the open-minded suspicion, the reactions of immortals from all sides to this matter have different ideas in private.

The most terrifying one is Pofeng City.

Most of the disciples in Pofeng City are scattering their lives in the sect, and they don’t even know the matter of the Immortal King Tomb. Maybe during lunch break, they suddenly heard that their ancestor was slaughtered!

The ancestor is the Dinghai Dinghai Needle of a sect. Once it dies suddenly, the status of several sects will be reduced at the least, and the worst is that it will be dismembered by a group of wolves.

Almost as the news came, most of the disciples of Pofeng City ran away. After all, who knew whether the giant on the mountaintop of the ancestor would turn around and kill the grass and eliminate the roots?

The remaining few disciples of the direct lineage were equivalent to losing everything. They could only open the sect protection formation, tremblingly wait for their opponents to come over, and at the same time contacted all sides to make a profit and ask the ancestors of the sects who had been in the past to come over to be peacemakers.

But Linzong Duyougu's reaction was similar.

The valley master Xiang Yusheng was so scared that he didn't dare to go home. He turned around and went directly to the Taoist ancestral court and asked the Taoist ancestral court to come forward to communicate with the Dongzhou and Nan League. He should pay compensation and apologize for the crime. Don't commit the matter of killing him. It is not worth much money to kill him. If he gets dirty, wouldn't it be worth the loss?

And the last thing that is afraid and fortunate is the ancestor of Xiaoshan who Luojian Mountain.

Since the storm outside the sect, the ancestor Xiaoshan has been wondering whether Zuo Lingquan's "I still have a sword" was fooling him.

Suddenly, he heard that the Shuangfeng Ancestor was slashed into pieces by the sword demon Zuo Ci. The ancestor Xiaoshan who was thinking about swordsmanship in the back mountain was shocked and sweated in cold sweat. He turned around and went to beat Han Song and Song Qianji, the two disciples who caused trouble.

After all, if the ancestor Xiaoshan was crazy that day and was rude and unbeliever, he would be the one who tried this sword.

It took so long for the ancestor Xiaoshan to realize that he was dancing yangge on the tip of a knife that day. How could he not be afraid?

As for other wealthy families of immortals, they heard that the Peach Blossom Lord of the Nine Sects were there, although they were amazed by Zuo Lingquan's explosive power, they were not too shocked.

After all, the Peach Blossom Lord has no combat power, but his ability to protect others should not be underestimated. No matter how powerful the Shuangfeng Ancestor is, he will never be able to kill Zuo Lingquan in front of the Peach Blossom Lord.

It is not surprising that a sword cultivator born for fighting can burst out with a strong combat power even though he knows that he can escape unstoppable, not to mention that the Taohua Lord is assisting and blessing combat power.

The impact of this dispute is actually not as good as Zuo Lingquan's single-handed challenge to Shanda Mountain because that's Zuo Lingquan's real personal strength.

However, after several disputes, the name "Sword Demon" has stood firm in Huajunzhou; how much storm this person will cause in the future will be left to time to confirm...—

Huhu

It was already night in a blink of an eye.

The attic floats above the clouds, the white moonlight shines on the windows, and you can hear the slight sound of the wind blowing through the windows.

The third floor of the hanging attic is the place where monks live. It is full of wing rooms and the last master bedroom is originally the boudoir of the ancestor Shangguan, but after the attic changes its owner, it becomes the Peach Blossom Lord.

Warm yellow light filled every corner of the room.

Originally, there was no decoration in the room, but this time the Taohua Lord specially decorated it. In addition to the tea case brought from Taohuatan, there was also a portrait hanging on the piano platform and the wall was a beautiful woman in plain clothes, holding a girl with a braided braid. The girl was holding a flower branch in her hand.

On the dressing table in the boudoir, two swords were placed flat.

The Qingshao Long Sword was as cold as ever, without any reaction.

The Xuanming Sword has a little more spirituality, but this spirituality is not about the sword master. The sword cannot speak, so it must describe the feeling emitted by the sword body. It is probably: "I use it as a small horse to pull a big cart, but I dare to force it to pull it?" "A three-year-old child plays a big knife and shoots himself in the foot?" and so on.

In the bed room with peach blossoms carved, Zuo Lingquan lies flat with his eyes closed, covering his body with a thin silk quilt.

Zuo Lingquan's right arm leaked outside, and the obvious trauma had healed, but you could see the black sword marks on the skin. Each sword energy that penetrated into the skin and bones, gathered but never dispersed, and could be seen everywhere on the arms and right shoulders.

The Peach Blossom Lord, wearing a dark green dress, sat next to the bed with soft pillows on both knees, placed Zuo Lingquan's right arm on the soft pillow, and stabbed the black sword marks with a fine golden needle to dispel the killing energy therein.

For convenience, the Lord of Peach Blossom sat with his back to Zuo Lingquan, and his round buttocks were pressed against Zuo Lingquan's ribs. When outsiders looked like Zuo Lingquan, lying down, and putting his right arm around the Lord of Peach Blossom's waist.

It’s a pity that Zuo Lingquan fainted after taking out the sword. He is still fighting against the killing power that is rushing into the soul in his body. He has not yet woken up and cannot experience this enviable scene.

The Lord of Peach Blossom held Zuo Lingquan's hand, his eyes placed on the colorful rope on his wrist, his eyes slightly revealed, and even the golden needle in his hand stopped moving.

The Lord of Peach Blossoms had known before that Zuo Lingquan had always carried a colorful rope and did not take it off. He had never thought about it carefully at that time and only thought that the material was special, so Zuo Lingquan felt it was a pity to throw it away.

But after fighting with the Shuangfeng Ancestor today, Zuo Lingquan's right arm was covered with sword wounds and his robe was broken. Only this colorful rope was hung alone on his blood-stained wrist.

The scene looks shocking like never before!

The Lord of Peach Blossom felt heartbroken at that time.

I remember that last time she was bullied, someone protected her and treated her as a treasure, but she was still the master who had already parted ways.

She had long forgotten that feeling. Since Master left and she embarked on the path of cultivation alone, she never thought that one day, there would be others like Master, who would not bear to suffer even a little grievance.

What we encountered today is not a big trouble. In the eyes of her, a "adult" like Shangguan Yutang, it is nothing more than the two sides snatching opportunities, and it is not worth fighting for the hard work, so you can just leave if you take the benefits; the other party is angry and scolded without affecting the interests you get.

But Zuo Lingquan cursed her and looked down on her as the Lord of Dongzhou, he could lift his sword and fight with him, and even "threatened" the magic weapon on his waist.

The Lord of Peach Blossoms had no doubt that now that Zuo Lingquan had not drawn his sword today, the supreme treasure that even the immortals on the mountain could not seek would be abandoned by Zuo Lingquan without hesitation as a sword. What he wanted was a sword, not a useless waste.

If the threat is Jingyan, Lingye and others, the Taohua Lord can understand Zuo Lingquan's persistence in protecting his family.

But the other party just scolded her, scolding her, the Lord of the Mountain, who does not need the protection of his younger generation.

Could it be that in Zuo Lingquan's heart, the weight of her face is heavier than this supreme divine weapon?

Who am I you? Are you worthy?

The Lord of Peach Blossom cannot understand the cause and effect, but understands that the only one in the world who can value her more than anything else was before.

But what level is Master at? What level is Zuo Lingquan?

And the master would not run to fight with others just because she was scolded...

Silly boy...

...

The Lord of Peach Blossom thoughts were vague, and gradually forgot the original intention of sitting here, until the right arm on his knee moved, and a soft hum came from behind:

"Forehead……"

…—

My family members come to celebrate the New Year and need to clean up. I live alone all year round, and it is difficult for someone in the house to write quietly. I have to rent a house outside and move the computer to a studio. It is a bit busy. But it is not slower, so I have tried to keep writing as much as possible, otherwise the last sentence is:

‘Until the right arm on the knee moved, hugging her waist…’
Chapter completed!