Chapter 89: Misfortune comes out of your mouth

Until this moment, Meng Liang's heart suddenly jumped, followed by horror.
He hurriedly picked up Lengyue's long knife, and drew a shadow on his chest, trying to block the drops of water.
However, the fairy asked for directions, how powerful is Xia Qingchen's self-cultivation?
Puff puff--
Dense dull sounds kept ringing.
The long knife in Meng Liang's hands could no longer block the water droplets and flew away.
He himself was slapped backwards by countless drops of water, all the way back to the threshold, staggered, fell out of the gate, and then rolled out along the stairs.
Fortunately, he has the realm of six stacks in the middle, so he will not be seriously injured.
But blood was flowing all over him.
He climbed up hard and looked at the indifferent young man in the door, his eyes full of horror.
He is the tenth youngster in the Principality.
It was actually defeated by a little-known person!
It can be seen that the other party is merciful, otherwise, instead of getting out of Xiafu, he becomes a corpse and leaves Xiafu horizontally.
At this moment, there was no more contempt in his eyes.
Some even believe that all the claims about him are true.
The pupil of Huafu's pupils shrank, staring at Xia Qingchen without blinking.
At this moment, he finally understood why the emperor with such a high vision actually stayed in this man's house for more than a month, and specially invited him.
Because he is a rare talent!
Lord Wuge only sighed helplessly at this time: "Son, Xia Gongzi has defeated Gongsun Wuji a few days ago."
what?
The pupil of Huafu's pupil shrank again.
The grandson Wu Ji, who was defeated by the Wuge Tianjiao in a row, also fell into the hands of this person?
Meng Liang did not lose justice!
Xia Qingchen looked at the young man in Huafu, and his tone calmed down: "Don't come again, see you off."
After finishing his speech, he went back to his house.
The young man in Chinese clothes passed away and immediately caught up, apologizing: "I don't know Taishan under the eyes, and I urge Xia to forgive me."
Xia Qingchen never looked back, and said indifferently: "I said, see you off!"
Aware of Xia Qingchen's disgust, the young man in Chinese clothes regretted it.
The previous actions of yourself and your servant did indeed arouse this person's disgust, and entanglement would only be counterproductive.
"I heard that the son is going to the imperial capital tomorrow, and the mountains and rivers are far away. It may be dangerous to go alone. I leave this thing for Xia Gongzi to use for self-defense."
The soft armor was inlaid with black poison needles.
And the toxin is very violent.
Just stick it on the chest and other vital positions. Once a strong enemy tries to kill himself, shoot here, the enemy will not escape.
Of course, once used, the poison needle function will be lost.
Seeing that Xia Qingchen ignored it, the son of Huafu put the soft armor on the table and sighed away.
Leave the door.
"Son, I'm in trouble." Meng Liang got up and was very worried.
He knew that his mouth was a good thing.
The son of the Chinese suit looked dull and said: "After returning to the imperial capital, go to participate in the pursuit of the true dragon and enter the martial arts palace. You are not suitable to follow me."
He was not angry, but, cut off the road of Meng Liangfu assisting the royal family.
Meng Liang is the younger brother of his concubine, that is, his uncle.
Because of the concubine's request, he took the youngest uncle with him and cultivated it.
It's a pity that the mud can't help the wall!
He admonished Meng Liang more than once, and the misfortune came out of his mouth.
But he didn't listen to it.
Now, finally cause a disaster.
God-given talents like Xia Qingchen did not find the second one in the Principality several times.
Once lost, it will be a lifetime regret.
So the son of the Chinese suit no longer tolerates.
Meng Liang's face was dark, and his eyes were full of regret.
Why do you want to be quick-tempered?
If he didn't speak, there would be nothing today.
Wuge Pavilion Master followed.
Seeing this scene, to be honest, he was very happy.
Make you look no one, now regret it?
It's really heartfelt!
Early the next morning.
pier.
Xia Qingchen stood on the deck of a merchant ship.
Behind them are Zhu Zijian, Shen Jinghong, Meng Yun, Xuelin Zhou and Xing Liu of this companion.
The six of them went to the Imperial Capital on behalf of the Wugu City in Yungu City to participate in the pursuit of the true dragon.
On the shore, the father, the temple hall master, the Wuge pavilion master, and many martial arts families in the city sent each other off.
"Light dust, don't force yourself, if not, then come back." Xia Yuan said deeply.
Xia Qingchen nodded: "Father doesn't have to worry about me, take care of your body."
The Lord of the Temple and the Lord of the Pavilion of the Pavilion successively presented messages.
With a horn, the merchant ship slowly drove away from the shore, heading downstream, heading straight for the imperial capital.
At ten o'clock tomorrow, the giant ship has left Yungu City and entered the vast canal waters.
This will take at least one month.
Xia Qingchen intends to make use of the time and practice to reach the six stacks of the middle age. At the same time, the latest martial arts should also practice one or two.
"Teacher, do you have time to point us?" Shen Jinghong hoped.
Xia Qingchen pondered slightly and nodded slightly.
His mind-practice "Swallowing Heavenly Immortals" is too dynamic and unsuitable for practice on the ship. Only when the merchant ship is moored at the next city pier can he find a quiet place to practice.
So, I can still take the time to direct them.
A group of people cheered immediately.
Of course, this does not include Zhu Zijian.
How can he lower his attitude and ask Xia Qingchen to give directions?
Xia Qingchen summoned the four people Shen Jinghong into his own room and patiently directed them one by one.
A few days later, the group got everything, either returned to the room to learn, or practiced on the deck.
On this day, the merchant ship docked.
Xia Qingchen took the opportunity to go ashore, looking for a remote place and began to practice silently.
He sat cross-legged, his arms slightly open, showing a tendency to embrace the universe.
"Swallow the Immortals!"
There are ninety-nine large and small veins in the body, all open, madly swallowing the nearby essence.
For a time, the essence within a radius of a mile, like being summoned, gathered on top of his head, forming a dense cloud of water mist.
The essence is strong enough to liquefy into a mist, showing its thick!
Subsequently, the essence of Qi from Xia Qingchen's heavenly cover continuously poured into the body.
Such a large amount of essence is equivalent to a person's absorption for a full month.
Under normal circumstances, the body simply cannot save.
Before it is too late to transform into inner strength, excess sperm will breathe out or escape from the pores.
However, "Swallowing the Immortals" is so powerful, the essence that enters the body is completely blocked in the body, so that it is not allowed to enter or exit.
In this way, the body has a huge amount of essence, and the speed of transforming inner strength can be imagined!
One day later, after consuming the inhaled essence, Xia Qingchen's cultivation practice has improved significantly.
If you have similar practice for ten days, you can definitely break through the six stacks in one fell swoop!
At dusk.
The berthed merchant ship was about to leave, and Xia Qingchen slowly stood up, preparing to return to the ship.
Suddenly, Xia Qingchen noticed a sharp edge in the vest.
"Who!" He didn't look back, hitting with nine backhands.
Snapped--
A slight popping sound calmly sounded, and then annihilated.
Xia Qingchen turned his head to look at it, and a rickety old man, hobbled, walked slowly from the depths of the jungle.
He rubbed his left palm and smiled hoarsely: "I haven't seen him for a few days, Xia Gongzi has improved a lot."
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