The Sword Saint ascended, the Wine Sword Immortal left, and the Square Face rose to the Master of the Sect - the monsters knew that it was time for them to leave.

"My benefactor..." The Emperor of Heaven and Jiang Wan'er walked side by side, "Since the Sword Saint has been eliminated, my benefactor, your family of three are all safe. Can we leave?"

Jiang Wan'er nodded.

Fang Xian said in shock: "Brother Ghost, you can, so soon..."

"Hey? You can't say that." The Heavenly Ghost Emperor glanced at the demons, "Can you find a male who is more stylish than me? I still have a very good market in the demon clan."

Wan'er lowered her head and said, "My parents have said that they do not regret it. Even if they are trapped in the tower, as long as they can depend on each other for their own life, they also told Wan'er that if they are moved, there is no need to worry about them. As long as they are not moved to the disciples of Shushan, Wan'er seemed to feel it at this time."

Fang Xian laughed: "You are all so tired of being suffocated."

By the way, after Jiang Wan'er came out of the tower in the original work, she originally created the Emei Xianxia Sect, who was pure and had few desires, and became a master. But this time, she accidentally met the Tiangui Emperor who was so hungry and thirsty that he was full of male hormones. Things are unpredictable.

Fang Xian looked at the right arm of the Sky Ghost Emperor again, feeling very regretful: "Brother Ghost, I'm sorry, your arm will not be able to come back."

The Emperor of Heavenly Ghost laughed wildly: "It is worth it to exchange for the kindness of his benefactor, to exchange for the departure of the evil path, and to win the beauty back!"

Ling'er attached a spell to the Tiangui Emperor's arm, helped him stop the blood, and asked, "Brother Ghost, where are you going?"

"The ends of the world, can't go anywhere!" The Emperor of Heavenly Ghosts privately had a thread of cloth on his body, and some blood was stained from the wound, and handed it to Fang Xian's hand. "My kindness is like a mountain. In the future, if anyone who can help in the heavenly ghosts will do their best! I am quite lucky in the ghost world. My benefactor just needs to hand over this cloth to any little ghost, and the heavenly ghost will arrive immediately!"

Fang Xian felt deeply that the Heavenly Ghost Emperor was a pure man. He took the cloth strip and asked Yueru to keep it. Then he immediately took out two gourd wine from his bag: "Come on, it's not too late to leave after drinking this cup!"

"Okay!" The Emperor of Heavenly Ghost took the wine gourd and was full of enthusiasm. "Little ghosts, listen, Master Zhang will be my Heavenly Ghost's brother in the future! He is our brother!"

The monsters followed the boss to make a fuss. It was so good that a group of monsters could be so arrogant on the top of Shu Mountain.

At this moment, a team of people arrived in awesome manner. This is Shushan, so naturally there must be Shushan disciples. Generally, the police officers and others react slowly, and they will only appear after the main incident is over.

There were only fourteen or five people coming, all with magic weapons on their bodies. They floated up and said angrily: "The bold demon has broken the barrier of the demon locking tower here. Are there no one in Shushan?"

The Emperor of Heavenly Ghost laughed and scolded: "Where did you come from? I am happy today. I won't bother with you. Leave quickly!"

"Bold! Set up a formation!!!" The long-haired disciple in the head gave the order, and more than a dozen white-clothed disciples began to set up formations around the monsters.

"Rareless!" Fang Xian pulled out the fairy sword from his waist and raised it to the sky, "Who told you to set up a random formation?"

The long-haired disciple was shocked: "This is...the leader's...the immortal sword..."

The disciples were all confused.

A more stupid disciple said panic: "Can you be the leader..."

The long-haired disciple cursed: "Impossible, the leader has already broken through the realm and is invincible in the world."

"Little devil, see clearly." Fang Xian pointed to the number that appeared on the sword, "Twenty-seven."

The long-haired disciple was stunned. When he saw this, he was really twenty-seven.

Shushan Immortal Sword is a sacred object inherited from generation to generation. Only those who have experienced the recognition of the previous generation of leaders and the recognition of the original Sword of Fairy Sword have the power to envoy. The numbers above have shown everything.

"Calling the formation..." The long-haired disciples took their disciples and fell down, bowed to Fang Xian and said, "Greetings to the 27th leader. Many disciples have offended them. Please punish them..."

A bunch of disciples bent over like this, and the momentum he had just disappeared.

"Please punish the head."

The Emperor of Heaven said: "My benefactor, we seem to be old enemies."

"No obstacle or no obstacle." Fang Xian smiled and waved his hand, shouting at the disciples of Shu Sect, "Those who do not know are not guilty, but I still want to punish me. Since you disturbed my drinking with Tiangui, I will punish you... Go down the mountain to buy 100 jars of wine and 100 kilograms of meat to hold a banquet in the Shu Sect lobby tonight. Don't let me down again."

The long-haired disciple twitched: "... Master, our sect prohibits drinking, and eating meat... I am afraid that it will ruin the tranquility of my Taoism. In the past, due to the unique skills of Master Situ's practice, the master only opened his own side to him."

"No problem, just go. The old Jiujianxian has already traveled around. You don't have to worry about it. From now on, you will all be Jiujianxian." Fang Xian leaned into the ear of the long-haired disciple and whispered, "It's okay to bring two girls back. I know you have been holding it in for a long time."

The volume is just right and every disciple can hear it.

The long-haired disciple swallowed heavily and smeared: "...Since the head of the sect has an order, his subordinate Dingdang obeys."

After talking, he took a bunch of white-clothed disciples away again, but this time, they all blushed and were very restless.

The Emperor of Heavenly Ghost laughed: "Brother, you are going to destroy Shushan!"

"I'm saving them." Fang Xian explained, "As far as I know, the Sword Saint seems to have risen to a...a bloody and evil world. The artists there are European and American styles and have a very strong taste. Look at these young people, after spending a long time, they will be so eager to find their ancestors... and it's better to live in this world for the rest of their lives."

"What is an orc?" asked the Tiangui Emperor.

Fang Xian pointed to the pig-headed monster who was sucking in the pile of monsters: "He has turned green in his skin and his ears and noses cut, and he is an orc."

The Heavenly Ghost Emperor shivered: "Fortunately, I didn't practice immortals back then..."

So, the Shu Sect... changed its flavor, and the world of the Immortal Sword completely fell into a collapsed rhythm.

Fang Xian held two wives and led a bunch of demons and monsters into the lobby of the Immortal Sword Sect, and sat down at the head of the sect. The arrogant and luxurious emperor entered the palace, and greeted him like a wine pool and a meat forest.

The scene afterwards was a bit like the messing party of the European and American Brotherhood, but they were all men... Of course, there was a woman in Fang Xian and Tianguihuang Emperor's arms.

The monsters hadn't eaten good food for many years, and they were all crazy. As for the disciples of Shushan, they were a little disgusted and afraid of them, but at this time, under the indulgence of the head, their minds became a little confused after drinking and eating. They suddenly felt that life was very good. Fang Xian was worried that he was not familiar with the place and could not bring a few girls to let his subordinates get high.

By the way, the things in this game still make people feel full, at least Ling'er is not hungry after eating a lot.

After that, the Emperor of Heavenly Ghost hugged Jiang Wan'er and sneaked to the back mountain. The Pig-Headed Monster and the Minotaur were hooked and found a corner, and wait...

Fang Xian also gave all the disciples of Shushan a big fuss, saying that he could go down the mountain and play casually, and he would come back whenever he wanted to come back. After all, he himself did not plan to come back.

A bunch of Shushan disciples floated down the mountain drunk, and the fatter disciples asked: "Senior Brother, do you think this sect leader... isn't it a bit..."

The long-haired disciple is more serious: "Since both the Immortal Sword and the Master recognize him, there must be a reason. We are just a supporting role, just follow the leader's intention."

"That senior brother... how many rules have we broken this night?"

"The head of the sect said it's okay, then it's okay."

"But this will affect our progress in cultivating immortals?"

"The head of the sect said that the next map of the immortal cultivation is full of things like the pig-headed monster... If that's the case... it's better here, right?"

"Senior Brother, after you said this, I am a little worried about the sheep girl at the foot of the mountain."

"So too, I miss the girl's fucking."

Supplement c: "I miss those sheep..."

...

After drinking and eating, Fang Xian was really sleepy this time. He only slept for a few hours the first day. After a lot of things, his eyelids had already begun to make out.

"Ling'er, Yueru, I have to go out to rest." Fang Xian lay stupidly in the hall, "With this fairy sword in hand, victory is just around the corner."

Ling'er poured wine for Fang Xian and laughed: "Brother Xian, don't be tired, let's go out to sleep, Ling'er is full too."

Yue Ru drank a big gulp, and she had the deepest experience as the person involved, so she drank the most happily. At this time, her pretty face was already red, and she seemed to have seen through many things and broken through many constraints. In addition, she kissed Fang Xian in the tower, and her awakening level increased again.

"Save, thank you for your hard work."

"Really sl... You're welcome, the Sword Saint asked me to tell you from there - let's scatter Shushan, there's no picture."

“…”

It was already 9 o'clock in the evening when I returned to the hotel. I had really gone too far this day. From Caiyi to the success of the tower, it took several hours to sit in front of the computer to play the original game.

Fang Xian was already exhausted and had drunk so much wine. He would definitely feel comfortable sleeping. Without waiting for Lin Yueru to say, he took a blanket from the bed and walked to the sofa in the living room.

"You guys... let's have fun, I'll go to bed first... See you tomorrow..."

Ling'er grimaced Yueru and made a face.

Lin Yueru gritted her teeth and said with the sound of mosquitoes: "Tonight...Tonight...you go to bed..."

Fang Xian's mind flashed, and he was filled with peach blossoms in an instant. He must have been awakened successfully with kissing skills. Of course, after separation from life and death, it seems that it is necessary to be entangled.

Looking at Fang Xian's lewd expression, Lin Yueru turned her body and walked to the bathroom with a red face: "I'll take a shower first..."

Ling'er followed happily: "I also need to wash it!"

Fang Xian: "I also need to wash it!"

"The place is small, you... go to bed first..."

Bang, the bathroom door closed.

"Madam, you are arrogant again~" Fang Xian snorted a little tune and lay down on the bed, very happy, "What kind of rhythm is the most swaying~What kind of singing is the most heart-wrenching..."
Chapter completed!