It was noon the next day.

The hanging attic was mooring on the plain, Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao walked out of the gate together and went to Wangchuan City to report.

The plains are sparse in the scenery, and except for the monks who occasionally pass by, no other scenery can be seen.

Walking in the eight-character step, the dumpling between the two was a little bored. After walking a little distance, he stopped and spread his wings:

"Ji~"

Unfortunately, the two people next to them had their worries and didn't notice the "to hug" action of Tuanzi, so they walked over from both sides.

Tuanzi looked at the two people who were getting farther away, and was shocked:

"Jijiji?"

Zuo Lingquan thought about the process of rubbing Sister Yingying last night, and secretly felt it was hard to extricate himself. He took two steps before he could react. He turned around and picked up the dumpling and placed it on his shoulder.

Xie Qiutao and Zuo Lingquan were alone, and they couldn't help but recall the embarrassing thing about Fachun slapping his butt two days ago. They were embarrassed and worried that they didn't know how to communicate. Seeing this scene, they found the topic and raised their hand to pick up the dumplings:

"Sister Jingying asked you to go out and walk to avoid gaining weight. You only took a few steps to get into someone's arms. If Sister Jingying saw you, you will be gone again..."

As a result, when Duanzi heard about supper, she felt hungry again and opened her bird's beak:

"Ji~"

“…”

Autumn peaches are speechless.

Zuo Lingquan watched Qiutao and Tuanzi play, shook his head and smiled, put away his distracting thoughts, and quickly came to Wangchuan City.

There are many monks staying in Wangchuan City. Although people are not afraid of the cold and heat during the practice, no one likes to wander around the streets in the May sun. The monks who have nothing to do are all staying in various crowds, and the conversation can be heard from time to time on the street:

"...The immortal master who passed the tribulation in Xuelang Mountain is said to be a native of Dongzhou. Judging from his style of work, he is probably the "sword demon" that emerged a few days ago in Huajunzhou..."

"This kind of domineering and unparalleled immortal master has the title of "demon", which doesn't feel suitable..."

"Indeed, the 'monster' is a compliment to ordinary people. If you put it on such a person, it is a slander. Well... It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the Immortal Emperor's posture, otherwise you will be called the 'Sword Emperor' in the future..."

"Hey! This is a bit too much. The word "Sword Emperor" has a too high intention. No one dares to call it "Emperor" after the death of the Dao of Longevity. The jade-level Taoist practice is on its head, which is really sensational. In my opinion, it's better to call it the Sword King..."

"Sword King... right? Fellow Daoist, you have to be careful when speaking. Don't bring the 'king' behind..."

...

Xie Qiutao listened secretly, wondering why he couldn't be the Sword Emperor. He was stunned when he heard this. After reacting, he couldn't hold back and almost laughed out loud.

Zuo Lingquan naturally would not take these private jokes to heart, so he pulled Qiutao away from the street quickly and came to the assembly place of Dongzhou monks.

Zuo Lingquan is a monk from Yuyaozhou. When the news of the Snow Wolf Mountain Sword Killing the Snow Wolf King was sent back, the monks from the fellow villager were naturally honored. The buildings were crowded with people, and they were talking about the details of the Battle of Snow Wolf Mountain.

Zuo Lingquan didn't want to mobilize all the troops, so he came to the building he entered when he first came over and found Nangong Zhaixing who arranged the task for him.

Nangong Zhaixing is a deacon of Tiecu Mansion. He has confirmed the identity of "Zuo Lenggan" through Shangguan Baxu's words and rumors. He also issued the recall order.

At this time, there were no outsiders in the building. Nangong Zhaixing was pacing back and forth in front of the bookshelf filled with files...

"Nangong Xianchang."

"Ouch!"

Nangong Zhaixing saw the white-robed swordsman and the round-faced girl coming in side by side, and there was no elder demeanor from last time. He hurried over to greet him and bowed his hand from afar:

"You can't afford to behave yourself or not, Zuo Jianxian is so approachable, just call me Xiaonan..."

"Xiao Nan?"

"Oh, the common surname is Nan. After entering Tiecu Mansion, the master named it "gong Zhaixing". Many disciples of Tiecu Mansion are like this..."

Nangong Zhaixing was very polite and invited the two to sit next to the tea case that had been prepared. Even the dumplings were prepared with small cushions and fruits for their hearts. While speaking, they looked out the door:

"Fairy Tang today..."

"Everything is fine, I haven't come here today."

Zuo Lingquan took out the file "Investigation of Shajiang" from his sleeve and handed it to Deacon Nangong. According to the procedure, the deacon needs to review and seal the record in the book. The nine sects will reward him in the future.

But Nangong Zhaixing would not take this little errand seriously, take it with both hands and smiled:

"I am underestimating Zuo Jianxian's ability and arranged such a miscellaneous job for you. I hope Zuo Jianxian doesn't mind..."

"The devil is not big or small, and Deacon Nan doesn't have to be so polite. This time we are summoned back, but if there is something important to arrange for us to deal with?"

"this……"

Nangong Zhaixing's expression was a little awkward. I don't know how to explain it. After he knew Zuo Lingquan's magical combat power and Taoist practice, he naturally did not dare to send a real jade-level sword cultivator to see him like the ordinary casual cultivator.

But yesterday, Miss Qiu's follower Yunzhi ran over and said that she had something important to find Zuo Lingquan and asked Jiuzong to help contact him.

Miss Qiu's ancestor was the Lord of the Wild Mountains and one of the eight talkers at the top of the nine sects. Deacon Nangong could not ignore it, so he issued a recall order to ask Zuo Lingquan and others who were away from home to come back.

At this time, Zuo Lingquan arrived in front of him, but Nangong Zhaixing didn't know what Miss Qiu was going to do. He couldn't help feeling embarrassed. Just as he was about to make it a little more smooth and explain the whole story clearly, footsteps came from outside the door.

Zuo Lingquan turned his head and saw a relatively mature woman holding a sword. She walked slowly to the door, with elegant manners and respectful attitudes, and bowed:

"Zuo Jianxian, I'm Xia Yunzhi. Miss asks you and Miss Xie to go to the mansion to talk to you. I wonder if you are not convenient now?"

Zuo Lingquan knew Yunzhi, Miss Qiu's follower, and understood that it was Miss Qiu who asked him to look back at Chuancheng. He didn't say much at the moment, said goodbye to the deacon, and went out with Qiutao.

The Dongzhou nanjiao came to help Huajunzhou, and the elders of the sects led by each sect were together; Huajunzhou was not the case, and the major immortal families had independent landings.

As one of the giants in Huajunzhou, Yingyang Immortal Palace gathers in the center of the city, and next door is Zixiao City where the ancestor of the God of Martial God is stationed.

Zuo Lingquan followed Yunzhi and came directly from the path to the back of the Yingyang Immortal Palace. After passing through the corridor, he arrived in a garden with an elegant environment.

The garden has a pleasant view. There is a tall building in the middle with a wide door. Miss Qiu, wearing a white dress, is standing under the eaves and waiting quietly.

Not only because she is staying at home, but also because she has other thoughts, Miss Qiu's dress is not as heroic as in the Snow Wolf Mountains.

Miss Qiu did not have a sword, and she hung a jade pendant with lotus jade texture on her waist. Her hair was also tied into the style of an unmarried lady. A silver hairpin was inserted between her long black hair and a soft white skirt. She looked like the second-eighth beauty in the family. Her temperament was like the ink painting outlined by a plain pen, which was polite and approachable, and she could not see the appearance of an immortal.

Duanzi squatting in Xie Qiutao's arms, and when he saw the "Food Girl" he had just met, his eyes naturally lit up. He raised his wings and shook them and said hello:

"Ji~"

Miss Qiu raised her hand and waved her hand to respond, walked down the steps and came closer, Yingying gave a gift:

"Zuo Jianxian, Miss Xie, did you have a good rest yesterday?"

Zuo Lingquan was almost floating on his rest yesterday, but naturally he couldn't say these things about the boudoir in front of outsiders. He just nodded and responded:

"It's pretty good, Miss Qiu's injury is okay?"

"Just a minor injury, not worth mentioning..."

...

Xie Qiutao knew that Miss Qiu had a private meeting with Sister Lingye’s man. There must be something wrong with it. Although she wanted to listen to the melon, she also knew that she was standing here. Miss Qiu was not easy to speak, so she smiled and said:

"Sister Qiu, the scenery here is so nice. I'll take the bunzi to take a walk, so you guys will chat first."

As he said that, he took Tuanzi to the small garden on the side of the high-rise building.

Miss Qiu naturally did not stop this, but just asked Yunzhi to greet her. After the two of them walked away, she raised her hand and signaled:

"Zuo Jianxian, go in and talk."

Zuo Lingquan has no dissatisfaction with Miss Qiu, but with Lingye behind him, he has to care about Lingye's opinion no matter how hard he is. It is not easy to get too close to Miss Qiu, but just responded with Hexu:

"All of them are people in the practice, so there is no need to worry about these red tape. Miss Qiu asked me to come down, but is there something important?"

"Actually, it's nothing. I'm asking Zuo Jianxian to come here, mainly to thank Xuefeng Mountain for his work..."

Miss Qiu stood in front of the door, said a few polite words, and then said:

"The battle of Xuelang Mountain has been won. The alien race will inevitably dispatch troops to rebuild the defense line in a short period of time. It is a good opportunity to investigate the enemy situation. I originally wanted to go over Xuelang Mountain and see what tricks the alien race has been avoiding the battle. However, in the battle of Xuelang Mountain, fellow Taoist Zifeng from Zixiao City was injured and it was difficult to get into the formation for a short time. I lacked a personal hand here... "

Zuo Lingquan Ningjing listened and slowly understood the meaning:

"Miss Qiu wants me to join the group and go to Xuelang Mountain to investigate the enemy situation?"

"The northwest of Xuelang Mountain is the territory of the alien race, and the depth is elusive, and this move is quite risky. However, Zuo Jianxian is capable of doing this position. With me here, you can also ensure the safety of Zuo Jianxian..."

When Miss Qiu said this, she suddenly remembered the scene of being hugged by Lingkong two days ago, and changed her words:

"Oh, I'm going to be too big, maybe I have to let Zuo Jianxian ensure my safety. This is how it is to kill demons and eliminate demons. No one can guarantee that there will be no mistakes. However, Zuo Jianxian will go with me, and the safety is definitely higher than walking alone. I hope Zuo Jianxian will consider it."

Zuo Lingquan came over to help the righteous way. There was no need to refuse this kind of pure business, and responded:

"Everyone is working hard for the righteous way, and no one can help anyone. Since Miss Qiu is short of staff, I happen to be here, so it's time to follow him."

Miss Qiu showed joy on her cheeks, but after hesitating, she still asked:

"Will the Zuo Jianxian discuss with his wife?"

“…?”

Zuo Lingquan's expression did not change much, and he was stunned.

When he looked at Miss Qiu's eyes, he understood Miss Qiu's meaning that she was afraid that he would be controlled by his wife at home and would be scolded by his wife if she ran out privately, so he asked him to say hello to his wife first and don't make any decisions.

To put it simply, I think he is afraid of his wife.

Is Zuo Lingquan afraid of his wife?
To be continued...