"You actually went to the mountain temple without hiding it!"

Ji Xiaozhu scolded: "What do you think? I think that if I learn the Qingfeng Linghua Sword, I will be even better than me?"

Zhong Yao took off his backpack and explained with a smile: "I just went to see it secretly, for fear that you would be impatient and would not be able to take action when encountering something, which would be even more dangerous."

Ji Xiaozhu pursed her red lips tightly, looked him up and down, then pulled his hands and injected his true qi into it, checking his qi meridians and meridians, and confirming that there was no problem, his expression calmed down a little.

"Don't think I'm still a little girl!"

She began to teach Zhongyao a lesson: "Tell me well, will I not listen?"

Who of us and whom do not know your personality?

You will be obedient, pretend, and then follow behind secretly.

Zhongyao muttered secretly, but he didn't say it out loud.

After a while, Ji Xiaozhu asked, "What are you finding?"

Zhong Yao was about to say the lines he had prepared, but she said, "Since you are fine, go back and say it slowly. Now I will solve your new trouble first."

The girl frowned: "The young owner of the Bo family is here."

Zhong Yao stared at me, that guy is here!?

Seeing Ji Xiaozhu looking uncomfortable, thinking of her waiting here for her, Zhong Yao laughed: "It's not my trouble, it's your trouble."

The young owner of the Bo family has a special liking for Ji Xiaozhu. He always pesters Ji Xiaozhu every time he meets, which makes Ji Xiaozhu so annoyed.

Zhong Yao seriously suggested: "Ask him to compete with a martial artsman and beat him to the pain point, and see if he dares to bother you."

Ji Xiaozhu sighed: "It's not that I haven't beat him. I've beat him every year since three years ago. Every time I see him lying on the ground, he has a bruised nose and a swollen face, but he looks so happy that he wants to die, I regret it so much."

Zhong Yao was so cool that guy was so cheap!?

The alarm in his heart was so loud that he naturally wanted to take action, and he was still joking: "Why pretend that he had already... committed to me and became the wife of the castle lord, and let him give up?"

Ji Xiaozhu looked at him, held his chest and pretended to vomit, waved his hand and said, "No, I can't pretend."

Zhong Yao was so angry that he raised his foot and left: "Then I don't care."

Ji Xiaozhu muttered, "If you don't care about him, I won't care about Aunt Zhiwei."

Zhongyao's hair was blown up, and the woman was back!?

With his heels suddenly turned, he hugged the girl's slender waist and smiled with a shy face: "Who of us is with whom, your business is mine!"

"Go on the side!"

The girl pushed him away, her cheeks turned slightly red, and she was angry. How old is this guy still hugging like a child, so she doesn't treat herself as a girl?

She stroked her hair and said something else: "Why are there too many vines in your tent? Are you not afraid of having anything to do with that vine demon?"

Not to mention the vine, even the "demon-bound Rose" in his wrist, Zhong Yao was ready to say a word.

He heard that he found it in the Vine Demon Courtyard and thought it would be a spiritual weapon, but Ji Xiaozhu didn't care too much and didn't let him use the spiritual silk to see it. He didn't seem to think it was a magic treasure.

"Multiple magic weapons are good to defend themselves, but don't treat them as spiritual foundations. How can the vine demons' things be reliable? We sword cultivators will eventually be able to use the natal sword as spiritual foundation."

She reminded: "As for that vine, I have carefully investigated, it is just an ordinary vine. It's good that you plant it around you, but remember to use true energy to wash away the residual demonic energy and avoid being manipulated by the vine demon. After the cleaning is done, it can still be used to sense the vine demon."

Zhong Yao waved his hand and left, and was farther away before Zi Luo's voice came out.

The old Loli Demon muttered indignantly: "Your childhood sweetheart is really high. How can the fungus demons' things be reliable? Humph."

Zhong Yao comforted her, "After all, isn't she me, how can she know your depth?"

Zi Luo laughed thrilled: "But I know her depth, master, you probably don't know her background."

Zhong Yao laughed: "What else can she have?"

Zi Luo was about to speak, but he paused and changed the topic: "By the way, master, we are not bound by anything like a natal contract or a oath of the heart of the Tao. I call you master, but because you have given me a new life and a recreational grace, and you have the innate spiritual energy that can help me practice."

"If...I mean if, if I am unhappy one day, I will leave you here, and you can't do anything to me, right?"

Zhong Yao thought that even if he was a thousand-year-old monster, he was a woman after all, and his mind would change as soon as he said that it would change.

He sighed, "Yes, there is no way. I am not going to find any natal contract, the oath of the heart of the Tao. After all, I treat you as my daughter."

Zi Luo's tone became weird: "I am a monster, you are a human race, really think it's okay?"

Zhong Yao said leisurely: "True love... I mean family affection, no distinction between race."

He is a time traveler, so he doesn't care about the barriers between humans and demons in this world. Nowadays, the mainstream time travel has become a demon and a demon into all kinds of inhuman things. He is still reincarnated as a human being, which is really old-fashioned.

Zi Luo scolded with a sharp throat: "You pervert!"

He said coldly again: "Then I won't call you master. Of course, don't want me to call you father, just call you your name, is that okay?"

Zhong Yao responded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, it's because you always call me the master that I am perverted... No, I have a tendency to be perverted."

Zi Luo laughed, looking a little happy.

Then she said, "Then I won't tell you the secret of your childhood sweetheart!"

If he was defamed by Ji Xiaozhu, he would be labeled as a black hat?

He also acted like a swelling attitude, causing Zhong Yao to shake his head secretly. This old loli monster is still not pure enough.

From a distance, I saw a group of people standing outside the wooden fence. A ray of fiery red was extremely conspicuous among the crowd. Zhong Yao had a headache again.

"Xiaozhu is mine, don't get out of here!"

When will we scold the uninvited guest so righteously?

"Xiao Yao! You are finally back!"

The flaming red spot also saw him and started screaming from afar.

The young owner of Bojiazhuang, whose surname is Bo, is Minghan, is yes, so he is Birminghan. He is nineteen years old and has seven foundation-building floors.

He is tall, handsome in appearance, and always moving his eyebrows, and is full of vitality. He is surrounded by a long red robe. He looks like a bunch of human-shaped torches.

What was even more conspicuous was that a strand of red hair on his head jumped up as his head shaking, like a dull hair.

That was not deliberately contagious, it was practiced by the Bo family's Suzaku Burning Heaven Technique. Once you reach the level of a master of Killing Dan, you will be covered in red hair.

Birmingham came up and the two met. Zhong Yao, who was half a head short, had to admit that he was really a younger brother in front of him.

Zhong Yao closely tracked Ji Xiaozhu's height and often measured it. The latest data is seven feet and five inches, about one meter and seventy-five meters, and it must be long.

And this Birmingham should be more than eight feet tall, which is nearly one meter nine.

Zhong Yao believed that this guy would like Ji Xiaozhu, but because Ji Xiaozhu's height is worthy of him.

"Did you see Xiaozhu?"

Birmingham patted Zhongyao's shoulder and spoke without leaving Ji Xiaozhu: "Every time I come, I always hide from me. Xiaozhu's shyness still can't change."

Your self-righteous nature cannot be changed.

Zhong Yao was quite enthusiastic on his face and laughed: "Young Master Bo Manor, it's been a long time since I saw you. I've grown taller again. You can carry the door beam of Bojiazhuang."

Birmingham didn't understand, but the companion who followed him did understand. He coughed and reminded: "Young master, Young Master Yao is now the Fortress Master, so pay attention to his identity."

Birmingham's forehead: "Oh! I forgot your father... Cough, Uncle Zhong died young, Xiao Yao, you have to be sad."

This guy is just a careless and pure person.

After he was polite and perfunctory, he turned into a desperate look.

After taking a sword from his companion, Birmingham said, "To congratulate...uh, mourn Xiaoyao, you became the lord of the fortress, our Bojiazhuang specially sent this iron dragon scale sword."

After stuffing the sword to Zhongyao, Birmingham lowered his head and elbow to hit Zhongyao, and said with a wink, "This is the top ten swords in our Bo family's collection. Isn't it fun? Help me to tell Xiaozhu and let her go to the bamboo forest in the evening. I want to continue to learn about her Qingfeng Lingling Sword."

Zhong Yao pulled out this sword and looked at the layers of scales on the sword spine. It was a good sword, at least made of steel. However, the top ten collections were just random. The Bo family has always been stingy and called "Iron Turkey" by the Zhong family, so how could it be so generous?

The Bo family's martial arts belong to the fire system, with iron ore located on the north side of the mountain, and are good at smelting and forging. The Zhong family's martial arts belong to the metal system, but can only farm, and the swords required for cultivation have to be supplied by the Bo family. Every time, you have to spend a lot of money to get a good sword, which makes the Zhong family never have a good impression of the Bo family.

Zhongyao was still wondering how to dismiss this guy, and Birmingham was a little displeased: "Xiao Yao, I came here not only for your father's first seventh time, but also for Xiao Zhu's. Xiao Zhu's surname is now Zhong, and I am your brother-in-law. If you don't help me to make this happen, it's hard to say what happened to our Bozhong and his family join forces."

Zhong Yao almost laughed angry. The Bo family, who was mining and blacksmithing, never looked down on the Zhong family who farmed, but this was not the main reason for Birmingham's arrogant and domineering nature. In this guy's eyes, even if he became the lord of the castle, he was just a younger brother.

The patriarch coughed again and reminded: "Young master, the master of Zhongbao is already on the eighth floor of the foundation building. He has a natural hope, so don't be so rude."

Birmingham laughed and said, "The eighth floor is just eighth floor. Don't the Zhong family's Golden Tiger Roaring Sword rely on our Bo family's sword to display? I want to see, Xiaoyao, can you stimulate the sword light on this iron dragon scale sword? Our Bo family's sword is very picky about the gold-type true energy. It is not strong and pure enough, so it cannot be used."

"Come on, let me see Xiao Yao...oh, the new realm of the Lord of Zhongbao."

The news of concealing cultivation was still spread, and Birmingham obviously didn't believe it or convinced it.

But this requirement is exactly the weak point of Zhongyao. His metal system has the worst appearance. Even if he has the eighth level of foundation building, the metal system's true energy is too weak. It is too difficult to stimulate the sword light on this hundred-sharpened steel sword.

Zhong Yaofeng changed the topic: "I want to compete with Xiaozhu's sword, okay, but recently I looked at it fun and learned Xiaozhu's Qingfeng Linghua Sword. Otherwise, you can compete with me first. If you can't compare with my disciple, where will you get the qualification to find a master?"

Birmingham was stunned, raised his head and laughed, bursting into tears.

He wiped his tears and said, "Xiao Yao, Xiao Yao, you really know how to protect your sister Xiao Zhu. Don't do such an overestimating yourself. If you hurt you, I will not be able to report to Xiao Zhu."

Zhong Yao said: "There is no need to fight really, just compare whose sword light has a longer length, how about?"

Birmingham was stunned again, and his face gradually rose... a look of inbearance.
Chapter completed!