Chapter 74:

Ji Mo had long expected that Ye Mingjun would not evacuate obediently, but he never expected that this fairy had actually brought back Ren Qingya's Wudongjian.
When making settings for Ren Qingya, Jimo had read various classics to try to give him a unique weapon, and finally chose a sword that symbolized the king but was popular with knights. For animals, winter is the season with the highest mortality rate, and the world where "White Deer Blue Cliffs" is located is the most icy era of people's hearts. Therefore, as an artifact to end the era of monastic power, this sword is called Wudong.
Wudong Sword is a symbol of the king, and the one who wins the sword is the master of the world. At the same time, most of Ren Qingya's abilities need to use this sword to cast. This is why he hates humans but still maintains human form most of the time.
Ren Qingya has two human forms. At first, he was a white-haired swordsman set by Ji Mo. His face was gentle but temperamental. Later, Ren Qingya found that he stood with Ji Mo as if he should be the father. It looks similar to Ji Mo.
At that time, the demon king who wanted to be a baby even wanted to transform into a seven-year-old child. However, too small a body was not suitable for fighting, so he used the adult body reluctantly. Then I found out sadly that he was more like Ji Mo's father. For this reason, White Deer was depressed for a few days. He secretly vowed that when the battle was over, he must change his metamorphosis into a childish appearance.
According to the information obtained by Ji Mo in recent years, this second form has not been used by the demon king in front of the people since the two broke up, and now Ji Hui has lamented the other person's similar face to himself, and Ji Mo has been silent for a long time.
He used a similar form to him, and gave him the Wudong sword, which symbolizes the world, does it mean to surrender?
No, it ’s not that simple, but his confession is so obscure that Ye Mingjun does n’t understand it at all. Ren Qingya ’s emotional quotient and his childhood were almost imprinted. The idea in the mind of this pit father ’s son is only a thousand years old. The roots are still tangled.
So, to stabilize him from Ye Mingjun? Or, want to let him indulge in the past, and ignore something?
Yemingjun and Huiyue came back in the middle of the night, and Ji Mo got the news and was unwilling to sleep. He wandered around in the arms of the fairy for a night. When Tianming followed everyone to Bi Cangshan, he was still absent and sitting in the battle seat. To observe the surroundings.
In short, in the process of thinking about Ren Qingya's plans at the time when he entered his youth, he deeply realized that he had only one idea of ​​how many literary arts he had in the past-he should have no girlfriend, except for night Mingjun who can bear him!
Today is the first day of Bi Cangshan's display of the ring. There are a few more new faces on the scene than before yesterday. However, although the contest has begun, there is still no time for the heaven to go up in the first hour.
After all, according to the routine, the first person going up will sooner or later be beaten by the latecomers. All the people in this room are strong, and now Li Xian'er is not known as a circle or a flat. No one wants to lose this person.
After drinking three cups of tea, the stage was still empty, and Huiyue only felt very bored. I was thinking that if no one was present, would they just put the water without traces, even if they won, Yu Guang glimpsed and held Ji Mo, who is Wu Dongjian's contemplation, asked: "Jimo, why are you in a daze?"
Was awakened by his voice, Ji Mo realized that he had always forgotten to observe other heavenly people, and when he came back a little bit, he didn't bother about the demon king. He only said lightly: "I was thinking, he gave me Is this sword ready to take my head ten days later, or tell me to cut him with a sword? "
These past events Ji Mo had only spoken to Song Qiao. Although Huiyue was strange when he saw the demon king, he never expected that they had such a life-and-death relationship. Is it? "
Obviously it was a very troublesome thing. Huiyue sighed, but had a subtle sense of seeing gossip and suddenly eating relatives and friends melons. Ji Mo was also unable to take him seriously. He just took Wu Dongjian back into the space bag. Indifferently said: "He will come as soon as he comes, will I still be afraid?"
Before Huiyue, Ji Mo felt that this person was not normal. Now he suddenly learned that he still has a demon king's son. Last night, he had a good life with Shui Wuhen to discuss what Ji Mo is.
The elf king who was pitted by the morning star priest insisted that this is definitely a hedgehog, but there are still some logical waters that immediately pointed out how a hedgehog could give birth to a deer. This is definitely a cat demon. As for how a cat gives birth to a deer, the water is big. The killer said that somehow they all have hair.
So, the two actually discussed the deer's birth problem all night, and finally came to a conclusion that made everyone quite injured-
So, the question is coming, why can indifferent people like Jimo kill male and female sons, but they still have no wife so far when they are friendly and handsome?
They haven't got a correct answer to this serious question yet. At this time, Huiyue looked at Ji Mo again. He always felt that this was completely different from the winner of his life. Although he was puzzled, he still persuaded: "Are you sure? Don't look at the deer animals as being mild, but they are fierce. In particular, the stags are the most aggressive. If the elder horn deer used by our elves are not kept separately, they can push up to each other every day. "
As soon as he said that Ji Mo had n’t had time to respond, Ye Mingjun was alert and patted Ji Mo ’s hand to appease seriously:
I ’m hanging a few red cloths in your room so he wo n’t reach you It ’s all done on TV. "
"Thank you for letting me instantly have the illusion of being a bullfighter."
Facelessly replied with the soothing comfort of this painting, Ji Mo still couldn't help but slander,
Wake up, although he has a bad temper, he is really a deer! So, you take it for granted that he will come to me? How do I feel that the chance of a pit father son surrendering is quite high? After finishing my heart, wouldn't there be a tens of thousands of small essays to analyze the past and worthy of his literary artist's design?
Wait, people? He knew what was wrong.
Suddenly raising his head, Ji Mo glanced at the Deer King who was beside Long Xi, and his heart was instantly clear,
Since Ren Qingya was awake last night, he could n’t help not knowing the situation of Yaozhou now, but there has been no movement in Xianzhou so far. This situation is too strange.
According to Huiyue's description, he didn't seem to be surprised by Ye Mingjun's arrival, and even seemed to be deliberately waiting for the fairy. Under such circumstances, could Ren Qingya and Li Xian'er stand on the same front?
What do they want to do? In other words, what exactly does Shennong Ding in Lingshan want to do?
When Ji Mo was aware of the current problem, Xianzhou seemed to lose sight of such a situation where no one participated in the competition. There were people sleeping, some cats, some cows, some holding the ashes of the ashes, and some even had a pair of hands with broken sleeves to fall in love, but there was no serious thing to compete with. , Just listening to a crisp child's voice broke the silence instantly, "Why don't you still hit it?"
Everyone on the scene knew that it was impossible for Xianzhou to let the heaven and the people gather and watch. When they heard the movement, they looked at them all together, but they didn't expect that a girl with braids fell on the ring. I saw her goose yellow shirt embroidered with a few pink apricot flowers, and her hair was only decorated with a humble silver hairpin. Although she was born clever and cute, she was not a beauty.
More importantly, she does not look around ten years old, and she is not of marriageable age at all.
Li Xian'er had repelled Ye Junhou thirty years ago. It is reasonable to say that this should not be the appearance of a girl. However, no one in the scene who was present in the ring was found to be extremely strong. Look at her as soon as she opened Xianzhou, everyone bowed her head to salute, and everyone had to believe that this was the rumored Emperor Xianzhou, who could only sigh in silence,
They know that most of the monks love to dress up this year, but it is too unreasonable to be directly tendered like this. It is like a crime to marry back like this!
I finally saw the protagonist in the rumors, but everyone was shocked to know what to say. Finally, Ji Mo, who was trained by Ye Mingjun to exercise a strong ability to bear the heart, asked everyone's voice: "Little girl, who are you?"
"Me? My name is Li Xian'er."
As soon as the little girl opened her mouth, everyone was startled again, but they didn't wait for their reaction. The goose yellow figure suddenly flashed to the side of the dragon, and the girl asked curiously, "Big brother, the cat in your arms is very interesting. , Can you touch me? "
No one can see the trajectory of her movement. Long Xi is not as alert as the Dragon King, but she is close to her without any precautions. The gap between these repairs proves the identity of the master of Xianzhou.
He didn't know why Li Xian'er took the lead in finding himself. Although he was vigilant at this time, he still smiled kindly on the face: "My cat is not allowed to touch anyone, but for your cute little girl, this son is not good. Refused."
From Long Xi's point of view, since Li Xian'er loves to pretend to be tender, she will take advantage of her elders. However, she is half resistant to this yellow girl, but she is happy to take out a sugar candy gourd-like fruit and hand it over. White cat's mouth just coaxed: "Cat, don't be mad at me, give you candy, OK?"
Heaven and man have good eyesight, and naturally recognize at a glance that it is not a simple rock sugar gourd, it should be a panacea wrapped in sugar coating.
However, just after the white cat swallowed it, the cat's momentum, which was originally just an ordinary animal, actually climbed up and down, but in a blink of an eye, it became a powerful monster that cultivated as a monk.
No one is lacking in the means of improving cultivation, but this kind of magical effect is difficult to replicate, especially when Long Xi found that the stray cat eyes he had recovered had gradually gained wisdom, and his heart was more vigilant. Then he sighed, "There are a lot of good things in the little girl's hands."
However, in the face of everyone's dreaded eyes, the little girl seemed to really don't understand, and only smiled innocently: "This is my grandfather's snack, he said that all the good things in our courtyard should be dowry for Xian'er . "
Everyone Li Xian'er said would naturally not be listened to as an unintentional language. Smarter heavenly people immediately understood that it was tempting themselves to participate in the competition, but they were still hesitant about whether to mix the muddy water.
However, most people in heaven are not afraid of taking risks. Soon, the evil thief who slept soundly rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked, "Oh, what good is that little girl at home?"
"We have a tripod that can get rid of the bad guys in black clothes, and a deer who can talk, but Xian'er's favorite is still an endless jelly bean."
This Li Xian'er's gestures when he was talking really looked like a childish child, but Ji Mo understood the Shennong Ding and the demon king in an instant. As for the medicine, Ye Mingjun said that Shennong Ding is the strongest in the world Ji Mo, who knows how powerful these artifacts are, is not surprised.
While everyone was carefully watching this Xianzhou master, the old Emperor Seat, which was originally covered by heavy white tents, suddenly heard an old voice, but the words were completely incomprehensible, "Xianer , This melon is so sweet, come back and try it! "
"That's my grandpa, he can grow crops!"
No one understands why there is an old man with such an earthy voice beside Li Xian'er, but she didn't give everyone a chance to solve the puzzle, and she reluctantly touched a white cat again.
"Mao cat, grandpa said there are so many bad guys here, and I will play with you next time."
This time she didn't show her magical power, but just ran back and forth like an ordinary child. However, this show aroused the curiosity of heaven and man after all.
I saw the evil thief thinking about it, and then jumped onto the ring where no one was interested, and only smiled to everyone: "Don't tell me anything, I am very curious about this girl's dowry. Since you don't want to marry, why not? Just let me. "
Most of the protagonists are still more concerned about compulsion. In this way, there are a few people who put on the shelf and say that they do n’t want to marry, but they can hit their faces without hesitation. Too.
Long Xi turned his eyes and put the white cat on the back of the deer king, which fell in front of him and responded,
"Evil robbers never fall in love with any woman. Since this fairy girl gave such a generous gift to her son's cat, this son could not watch her enter the fire pit."
"Big brother, come on, Xian'er wants to live with the brother with a cat!"
Whether these two people are exploring Xianzhou or if they really want to compete is still unclear, but when they heard this cheering from Li Xian'er, everyone still pulled their mouths together.
Feelings must have a cat in order to become married this year? Are they really taking part in the martial arts recruitment of Xianzhou? What is the guilt of abducting girls at the village entrance?
Li Xian'er's appearance was unexpected. However, among the crowd, only Ji Mo's expression was still doubtful, and he only said lightly to Huiyue: "If I remember correctly, Chang Xiang said that Li Xian'er is a normal twenty-eight girl. "
Chang Hui is the most rigorous in organizing information. Ji Mo does not think that he will be so sloppy that he considers a girl to be a 16-year-old girl. Either the Li Xian'er they saw is not alone, or there is some reason that this Li Xian'er returned to his childhood.
Thinking about Ren Qingya's ten-day covenant and the ten-day period of this ring, Ji Mo can be sure that something big will happen on that day.
"He dazzled, this little girl is at most ten years old."
Worrying about Ji Mo, Huiyue couldn't understand it at all. He didn't even think that the monk could stay in Yan. He just thought that Li Xian'er would grow up to the age of marriage, and he was afraid that the water and traces would have evaporated. This is to the jar. The benefactor comforted: "Ah, don't be discouraged first. If you can't find the world's first beauty before you die, it's a big deal. I'll put on women's clothing to fulfill your wishes, and I will definitely let you out of being single!"
At this moment, the water in the jar was violently rippling. It seemed that I was imagining the appearance of the elven king's dress and struggling violently between sexual orientations. In the end, Yan Wuren, who felt the terrible pressure, was only sad and angry To sue Rao,
"Don't! I decided to live tenaciously, brother, don't wear women's clothes, I'm afraid I won't be able to marry my wife again!"
Well, Chang Hui threw these two people to him absolutely because he didn't want to hear cross talk in the temple.
Silently looking at the two people whose style is obviously different from that of other people, Ji Mo finally realized the sinister intentions of the ordinary.
He sighed helplessly, and suddenly found that Ye Mingjun, who was more troublesome than the two, had not spoken for a long time, and there was a bad hunch in his heart. Looking at him, the empty seat proved him and Ye Mingjun really had a spirit.
However, he did not want to laugh at such a powerful tacit understanding with everyone. He even wanted to put a certain night pearl into the jar.
Because, at this moment, Li Xian'er's Xianzhou throne heard someone curious, "This melon is really sweet?"
Ha ha, he knew that Ye Mingjun could not sit still, only one was not careful, this fairy could go to BoSS to eat melon!
"Who are you? Why didn't Xian'er find you?"
Everyone thought that Li Xian'er's coming and going without a trace was terrifying. Who knows now that a strong man who can't even detect the trace of Li Xian'er is appearing. When he was surprised, the mysterious old man happily replied: "Sweet, why don't you try it?"
"Forget it, it's your family's tradition to take a bite while picking the root grass."
Ye Mingjun's skin was up to no one except Ji Mo, but at this time the words in the enemy camp were the same as usual, but the rejected old man's language was cool and cool,
"The guy talks really funny. It looks like you are such a handsome young man who can only be placed in the palace. The old man's melon is definitely not your appetite."
Others in this conversation may not understand, but Ji Mo is instantly clear. The legend that Shennong tastes Baicao is not strange. Ye Mingjun said this, and the old man was the Shennongding.
Just listening to the tone, their relationship seems not so good?
The old man was ridiculing Qi Mingzhu, who had not been used in the treasure trove in recent years. Who knows that Ye Mingjun immediately happily responded when he heard this, but proudly said: "Yes, I am indeed the most beautiful family. "
The times are advancing, and Ye Mingjun ’s singular style of painting has been increasing over the years. He does not take the usual road, and the old man ca n’t help being calmed by his cheeks. A man who ca n’t marry this sparkly man, he ca n’t even eat melons!

Ji Mo was deeply sympathetic to this kind of Jin Yuliang's words, and immediately nodded painfully.
That's right, since being with Ye Mingjun who grew up eating preserved eggs, he has become a supplier of melon fields for everyone. Want to be a melon eater quietly? No, it doesn't exist.
The author has something to say: Ye Mingjun: Did you hear? I am the highest value in SSr, you earned!
Ji Mo (indifferent): Then you are great.
Huiyue: Farewell, although there is no first beauty here, we can pretend to be ourselves!
No trace of water: No, good brother, please let me go of my sexual orientation!