Luoluo's slightly upward beautiful eyes subconsciously looked at the stunning woman Xiao Dilong introduced to the door. She was dressed in white and did not look like a common thing in the world.

The first thing that caught Zhu Ziqi's eyes was Luo Luo's majestic breasts. Zhu Ziqi could not help but compare them and sigh to herself. And those foxy eyes were full of charm. How could an ordinary man not be lustful after seeing them?

Whether they are swordsmen with outstanding fighting skills in the mountains, talented scholars with outstanding literary talents, or mud-legged men who are struggling to make a living, most of the men in the world like women with magnificent breasts. Gradually, women feel that men in the world look at women like reading books and write like books.

No matter how beautiful a woman is, once she has a flat figure, most men will lose interest.

Luoluo sent a blessing to Zhu Ziqi. Seeing the temperament of the woman in white, she guessed that she must be the woman his master admired.

Luo Yu was still blowing his beard and staring, and was pulled along by Luo Luo to salute.

Zhu Ziqi looked like a mistress and said with a smile: "We are all our own people, no need to be formal."

Luoluo said softly: "When you meet your mistress for the first time, you must be polite, otherwise the master will blame her."

Zhu Ziqi smiled and said: "He is the most unruly person, but I can't bear to blame you for such a trivial matter."

Although Zhu Ziqi knew very well that Xu would not dare to have an affair with these two foxes, he did not shy away from keeping the two foxes by his side. Zhu Ziqi was still a little jealous, and his words came naturally with a sharp edge.

Luo Luo was thoughtful and knew as soon as he heard that the mistress was a little displeased, so he immediately explained: "The master is always strict with us, and we don't dare to neglect the mistress easily. Mistress, please sit down. Luo Yu and I will serve you tea."

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Zhu Ziqi only felt that this scene was a bit awkward. Luoluo, what does it mean for Luo Yu to serve tea? Did the man surnamed Xu take in two concubines and serve tea to the main wife?

How could Luoluo have such an idea? She just followed the master's instructions. Maybe she would suffer a lot of grievances in Tianji Pavilion, and she would have to bear it with tears. But serving tea to the mistress is not an grievance. After all, the master saved their lives and served them

Mistresses and serving masters all have the same etiquette. Although they are fox demons, they also know the etiquette of the human world.

To their master, they were just slaves. Luo Luo and Luo Yu were holding tea and kneeling in front of Zhu Ziqi. Zhu Ziqi always felt uncomfortable, and the little earth dragon wanted to die.

Soul Devourer and Soul Devourer had already been petrified on the spot, like two stone statues, so stiff that they had done bad things. Not to mention being blamed by their master in the future, they also left a bad impression in front of their mistress. I felt sad for a while.

, feel ashamed.

Luo Luo, Luo Yu, he vaguely felt that the master had an ulterior motive for keeping him here. It was not conducive to his cultivation in Tianji Pavilion, but it was not easy to watch such a group of people.

Lord.

Having said that, among such a group of people, Xiao Dilong is the only one who knows this clearly.

The little earth dragon was bright-eyed and immediately took the tea from Luo Luo and Luo Yu, one cup on the left and one cup on the right. He swallowed it wholeheartedly despite the fact that the tea was boiling hot. His tongue was so hot that he didn't dare to say a word.

Luo Luo, Luo Yu glared at Little Earth Dragon. Little Earth Dragon put down the two cups of tea, scratched his head, and said angrily: "I'm thirsty for a while, I hope you two sisters can forgive me."

Zhu Ziqi cast an approving look at Little Earth Dragon. This kid looked stupid. He was really not that simple.

After inspecting the people in Nongying Courtyard, Zhu Ziqi said goodbye to everyone, thinking that he was a bit careless as a mistress. He did not bring any gifts to Xiao Dilong and Xiao Guantong, and bribed the two people around him named Xu.

A clever person, he is not afraid of people named Xu being deceived by the charming people in the world.

Zhu Ziqi thought about it and sighed: When did she become a master's wife and mistress? The woman named Xu has not even come to propose marriage, let alone a wife, not even a wife who has not married yet.

Little Earth Dragon finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his wife's retreating figure.

Luo Yu immediately found the little earth dragon and scolded: "Little earthworm, why did you steal our sister's tea and do you want to please your mistress so much?"

Little Earth Dragon didn't want to defend himself, but Luo Yu refused and pulled Little Earth Dragon's sleeves, looking like he wanted to have a good discussion.

Little Earth Dragon could only shake his head helplessly and said: "If you sisters really force the mistress to drink this cup of tea, just wait for my master to come back and punish you."

This sentence aroused even Luoluo's doubts, and asked: "Little earthworm, please tell me carefully, what is the truth?"

Little Earth Dragon let out a long sigh and said: "You serve tea to the mistress. In human etiquette, it is a courtesy for a concubine to give to the wife of the first wife. Do you think, can my mistress drink this tea?"

The words woke up the dreamer, Luo Luo, and Luo Yu realized that he had almost made a big mistake. With his master's henpecked state of mind, he might have kicked him out when he came back.

Zhu Ziqi wandered around for a while and finally rushed to the meeting hall to discuss the plan to get rid of the demon.

At the foot of Mount Zhumu, Longtian's carriage slowly came to a stop, with hundreds of thousands of demon clan troops behind him in neat formation.

Mei Lanying was sitting in the dragon's carriage. Behind her were ten monster formation masters. They were all outstanding formation masters. They could gather the fighting spirit of ten thousand monster warriors and could equal ten Ascension Realm masters.

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Mei Lanying's realm is even more elusive. This messenger of God is sitting on Long Tianxing's lap. His hot body makes people's blood boil, but Long Tianxing doesn't have any lust at all.

This flaming red cheongsam is charming but the most dangerous person in the Hengduan Mountains. No matter how Mei Lanying seduces Long Tianxing's desire, Long Tianxing remains unmoved.

Mei Lanying rolled her eyes and spat: "Useless thing. There is no man in the world who is not moved by me after seeing me."

Long Tianxing could only say in a low voice: "I am old and frail, which makes the envoy laugh."

"You are old and frail. Do you think that I am stupid? You are half a land god, even the thousand girls of the Night Palace are no match for you."

Long Tianxing's expression suddenly changed, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

Mei Lanying gently touched Long Tianxing's heart and said with a smile: "Your Majesty the Dragon King, there is no need to be afraid. His Majesty Wuying has already known about your realm. His Majesty has no intention of punishing you. He just wants His Majesty the Dragon King to know what's going on with your butt."

Which end do you want to sit at?"

Long Tianxing immediately bowed his head and said respectfully: "I will definitely be loyal to His Majesty Wuying. I also hope that Messenger Mei can say a few kind words in front of His Majesty Wuying."

Long Tianxing bowed his head to Wuying. If word spread outside, the Dragon Clan would probably be furious. The Dragon Clan's great revenge was not avenged back then, but now it is bowing its head to the enemy, and most of the energy the Dragon Clan had finally gathered would be lost.

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It's not that Long Tianxing doesn't understand this truth. He has been keeping a low profile and accumulating strength for thousands of years. Now he has finally reached the level of half-immortal. He is only one step away from taking the great road. He doesn't want to waste all his previous efforts.

Mei Lanying's words are full of murderous intent, and it is clear that she wants to completely treat the dragon clan as Wuying's cannon fodder, but Long Tianxing cannot disobey Wuying's order. There is a huge difference between a half-immortal and a land god.

Long Tianxing resented Purgatory for ruining his thousand-year plan. If he was given a hundred years and relied on that luck channel, Long Tianxing could really transform into a giant dragon, and his dragon blood would become more pure and become a dragon.

The Dragon King who truly dominates the world.

In the past few years, Long Tianxing has sent people to search for the ancient battlefield where the ancient dragon clan fell in the demon world. If he could get the body of the ancient dragon and the blood of the Hedao dragon clan, he would no longer have to humble himself in front of Wuying.

The more forbearing you are in your heart, the more ambitious your plans will be.

Mei Lanying looked at Long Tianxing with eyes like crescent moons. If she didn't know his true identity, how could she think he was an extremely terrifying person.

On the south bank of the Yishui River, Long Tianxing stood on the cart, looking at the fast-flowing Yishui River, waving his big hand and making the sound of war drums.

The Yishui River is the dividing line between the human world and the demon world. The north bank is the human world and the south bank is the demon world. The Yishui River, which is not very wide, isolates the two races of humans and demons.

Nangong Mu Shen stood in the void, with 20,000 elite cavalry troops from Daliang and Jin behind him. On the north bank of the Yishui River, there were more than a thousand monks standing with swords in front. The leader was Nangong Muqing, the elder of Tianji Pavilion's execution hall.

A poor scholar with a red nose was drinking wine from a wine gourd while looking at the monsters on the other side with drunken eyes. In more than 20 years in Tianji Pavilion, he had never crossed the Yishui River and only killed monsters on the north bank. However,

Stepping into the Great Demon on the North Shore, no one can escape from his hands alive.

Zhu Ziqi stood in front of the 10,000 white-robed cavalry formation, Chen Jingtang stood in front of the 10,000 cavalry formation, and Li Shiyu quietly watched her husband leading the troops from the high pavilion.

Hua Qingying watched over her beloved disciple Qian Yue, her eyes drifting from time to time to the sour scholar in a shabby Confucian shirt.

Soul Devouring, Soul Seizing, Lu Xiaobu and Xiao Dilong are all behind Zhu Ziqi. Since killing demons in Tianji Pavilion is a human responsibility, Yelu Liangcai, who has been strengthened by formations and talismans, exudes an increasingly tyrannical aura.

Wang Mingyang, Xie Xuanyu, Mo Xuan, Chen Qianqiu and Chen Qianqiu's attendants, the women in curtain hats, all stood in front of the army, preparing to fight to the death.

On the human side, although Nangong Mu Shen was able to take action within the Kunlun territory, he would not cross the Yishui River, otherwise he would be suppressed by the laws of the demon world. Land gods who crossed the river might as well just take one step.

At Long Tianxing's command, the Turtle Clan's navy turned down the river, revealed its demonic form, and built a solid pontoon bridge on the fast-flowing Yishui River.

The Bear Clan infantry slowly moved forward. The Bear Clan, all demon-bodied bears with heavy armor, holding shields and spears, stepped onto the pontoon bridge. The huge turtle shell sank, almost close to the water.

Long Tianxing stared at the battlefield intently. Originally, the Wolf Cavalry that was most suitable for assault was the wind-moving Wolf Cavalry. However, the Wolf Cavalry tribe had been destroyed, so he could only send in the Bear Clan infantry with astonishing defensive capabilities.

Behind them, five thousand Tiger Clan Tiger Guards were ready to attack. Once the Bear Clan occupied the beachhead, the Tiger Clan would rush in quickly, preparing to eat all the human cavalry.

Many sects from the Central Plains came to pick up the leaks and then realized that the demon clan was not joking this time, but was serious. They said it was a hundred thousand demon clan army, but in fact there were more than one hundred thousand gathered here. Just a rough calculation.

There are more than 150,000 troops, and they are not a patchwork of miscellaneous troops, they are all elites of various ethnic groups.

Zhu Ziqi's white-robed cavalrymen bent their bows and set arrows, ready to go. Waiting for His Highness the Flower Master to give the order, thousands of arrows were fired, shooting the heavy armored infantry of the Bear tribe into a honeycomb.

Long Tianxing snorted coldly, do humans look down on me? A mere 20,000 people want to block my attack on Tianji Pavilion.

The Bear Clan army attacked the beach. Zhu Ziqi gave an order and thousands of arrows were fired. The Bear Clan raised their shields one after another. The arrows landed on the shields. Even if they fell directly on the Bear Clan infantry, they could not break through the heavily armored bears.

Defense of clan infantry.

Nangong Muqing moved and led the elite disciples of Tianji Pavilion and the priests with foreign surnames to fight out together. This army of monks immediately suppressed the Bear Clan's offensive. Even the tyrannical Bear Clan was killed by swords like autumn harvest rice in front of the monks.

Harvest falls.

Among the more than a thousand Tianji Pavilion monks, about 30% are the children of the Nangong family, and 70% are ministers and guest ministers, especially the guest ministers. After all, there are very few people who can become the ministers of Tianji Pavilion, and most Jianghu people can only become guest ministers.

Hua Qingying and other first-class guests with strong backgrounds are among the few, and most of the rest are barefoot knights gathered by Tianji Pavilion.

Barefoot Ranger is just a name given to those poor monks by Jianghu people. After all, not every Jianghu monk comes from a high-ranking sect. The most common ones in Jianghu are always those poor Rangers. Perhaps having only an iron sword in his body is the most valuable.

He doesn't have a single cultivation technique in his body, he just relies on his passion to hang out in the world.

They may not be barefoot, but they are all barefoot knights in the eyes of the world.

Most of them live a life of licking blood, working for whoever pays them. Being able to work in Tianji Pavilion is already considered the best among the barefoot rangers. It is better than falling into trouble and falling into trouble.

A guest of Tianji Pavilion can be called a first-class guest if you reach the first rank. You will have your own mansion with maids and servants.

There are five people in each group, and they receive a lot of money from offerings, and the treatment they enjoy is far beyond that of ordinary wealthy families. This type of people is naturally very few among this group of guests.

A second-grade minor master is a second-class guest. He can also have a small mansion with only a maid, one servant, a lot of money for worship, and a comfortable life.

In the third-level realm, a third-class guest can also have a room of his own. There are no maids and servants to bring tea, water, laundry and cooking, so he has to do it himself. If it were not for the name of Tianji Pavilion, the barefoot ranger would have the idea of ​​getting rich overnight.
To be continued...