The boy in blue said unconvincedly: "Duan Shijie, you are too naughty. Who doesn't know that although his Dao Sect is the leader of the four sects, he may have entered. Which one is not a ugly monster who is dedicated to practicing and does not know how to make a beautiful woman?

Although Tianlan Sect occupied all the beautiful mountains and rivers in the south, it was also a concentration camp for ugly girls. Any senior sister and sister from Duanyun Cliff came out and they would have to leave them a few streets."

When he finished speaking, several young men in Taoist clothes behind him immediately burst into laughter. Lu Li was angry and realized that those who were wearing gorgeous clothes might also be disciples who came from Duanyun Ya casually.

Because they heard the boy in blue humiliated Tianlan Sect so much, but they did not look angry at all, but laughed.

Lu Li took a look at it and found that there were actually twenty or thirty of these people wearing Taoist clothes. It seemed that there were a lot of people coming.

On this side, Duan Shijie took a sip of wine, then laughed, and said, "I guess this fellow Taoist has been in seclusion for many years for this treasure hunt. What you are talking about is three years ago.

Just three years ago, Tianlan Sect accepted a woman named Xie. Not only was she proud of her qualifications, but she had a strong relationship with immortals. Her appearance was even more difficult for anyone to match, and she was comparable to a fairy.

As for this Dao Sect, it also recently accepted a woman surnamed Xiao. Compared with this woman surnamed Xie, although she has a slightly inferior qualification, her family is rich and she looks as bright as a peach blossom. Even when the immortal sees her, she wants to descend to earth."

When the onlookers heard this, they burst into laughter, but not laughed, but agreed, and their eyes were much more friendly than the boy in blue.

The boy in blue suddenly felt embarrassed when he saw the words failing, and his face was not very good-looking, and shouted: "Duan Shijie, I don't want to argue with you more about this matter.

I have heard that you are the leader of the Yuqing Gu Ning generation, and you are not talented, and you are also the strongest among the Duanyun Yaming generation. Do you dare to have a chance to compete with me?

If you win and meet you in Guixuling in the future, I will turn my head and retreat without saying a word. If you lose, I am sorry. When your Yuqing Valley disciple sees me, he will have to shout: Please, brother!"

After hearing this, Duan Shijie took another sip of wine and laughed: "It turns out that fellow Taoist is the son of the Sect Master Zhao Lang, the son of Duanyun Cliff. Okay, I won't be able to fight with you today.

But here is the city, with many people coming and going, and the magic weapon has no eyes. In order not to hurt outsiders, how can I go out for a fight?"

After saying that, he clapped the wine gourd in his hand, and the gourd suddenly shook, and it was like a cow sucking water, sucking the air.

It sucked and rose, and soon it rose as high as one person. It rushed into the air, and then rose and shrank again, and squirted out of breath.

The air was filled with a strong aroma of wine, which smelled very pleasant. When everyone behind him saw it, they shook their noses to smell it.

Duan Shijie also took a long sip, looking very intoxicated, jumped onto the wine gourd and flew out of the city.

Zhao Lang didn't smile, and inserted his sword with a sheath on the ground, pinched his fingers and pushed it out suddenly. The sword flew out with a squirt, hanging in the air, emitting a light blue light.

Zhao Lang jumped onto the sword, with a move of his hand, the scabbard returned to his waist and hung it up automatically. A blue light flashed by, and it was already a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

When Lu Li heard Duan Shijie's words, he felt more and more missed Xie Fuling, thinking about her smile, her beauty, and the sentence, "Lu Li, are you okay?"

Get up quickly.”

It was dazed, but Niu Mengyao came over and asked, "Junior Brother Lu, are you sure it's this person?"

Lu Li came to his senses. Since these two men were the heads of Duanyun Cliff and Yuqing Valley disciples, they would definitely go to Guixuling to find treasures, so Lu Li had an excuse to follow him.

He nodded and replied in a low voice: "Senior sister, I've actually been sure of it a long time ago, I said that just now."

Niu Mengyao also nodded, interrupting him and said, "I know you are afraid of causing trouble, so you said that. Let's go, let's follow and take a look."

"Senior sister, no."

Lu Li was about to stop him, but Niu Mengyao hurried downstairs and said to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper Tang, are there any horses?

Lend me one.”

After hearing this, the shopkeeper Tang smiled and said, "Since it was Dr. Niu who asked me, I don't want to get one for you, come with me."

I hurried out.

After Lu Li followed, he realized that Niu Mengyao was so popular that from the south to the north, he felt that no one didn't know her.

After getting on the horse and holding Niu Mengyao's fragrant waist, Lu Li realized that this was not a feeling at all, but an iron-like fact.

Along the way, no matter who Niu Mengyao asked where Duan Shijie and the other two went, they would want to take her there in detail. Although the speed was much slower, they actually followed her all the way and found the place where the two were duels.

From a distance, on the grassland, golden light suddenly appeared on the surface, blue light flashed, sword sounded, and gourds rose up.

Although Lu Li wanted the two of them to fight to the death and happened to pick up some relics, he was worried that Zhao Lang would die and would not be able to fool Niu Mengyao.

After all, if he dies, the Ox Valley Master will no longer be useful, so he should naturally be put back.

Although I was very curious, I didn't dare to go forward and take a closer look.

Niu Mengyao was different. After driving the horse away, she took the lead and arched her body into the grass half-height.

Although Lu Li was afraid, she still had antidotes on her body. If something happened, someone picked up the relics, he would finish playing and could only pluck up the courage to follow.

The sound of fighting in front became louder and louder, causing gusts of wind and waves from time to time, overwhelming a weed, and it was also mixed with the silence of shouting before casting the spell.

"Random Blade Slash!"

"Gourd rush!"

"Flying attack!"

"The sun is spitting out!"

It was a mess, and Lu Li couldn't figure out what kind of magic it was or how it was used. He just went to see the tip of Niu Mengyao's waist from time to time.

The tips are not big, but the embroidery craftsmanship is extremely exquisite. It has the same meaning as the one before the Lord of Niugu died, so naturally I thought of the two words embroidered on it: Jinru.

At that time, Lu Li looked at these two words and thought it was the name of the Lord of Ox Valley's wife or daughter, and did not think much about it, but when he thought about it, he couldn't help but become curious.

The wife of the Lord of Niu Gu is called Lin Qinghua, and the three words Niu Mengyao have nothing to do with Jinru Er. How could the Lord of Niu Gu embroider these two stitches on the close-fitting tip?

Could it be a little wife?

Thinking of Lin Qinghua's attitude of not being my business, Lu Li almost affirmed his thoughts.

But since he liked Jinru so much, why didn’t he leave the treasure note for her, but Niu Mengyao?

Could it be that she is dead?
Chapter completed!