Qing Ming

Riding the wind and waves, the boat was traveling extremely fast, and the man sitting cross-legged on the bow sat firmly like a rock, letting the howling sea wind blow his long hair fluttering behind his head, giving him a somewhat wild taste.

After a night's sleep, Liu Qiankun's spirit improved a lot. He went out for a stroll on the deck with Che Tian in his arms, but found a very interesting thing. There was actually a vacuum around the man, and no one could approach it.

Seeing everyone pointing and pointing, Liu Qiankun was amazed and couldn't help taking two steps forward, only to hear a soft bang, and an invisible thrust pushed his body backwards, staggering several times Only then can I barely gain a firm foothold!

"Haha! This guy is very evil, if you didn't fall on the horse, you're a brother!" Wu Du stepped forward and gave a thumbs up and said with a smile, but a pair of bull's eyes glanced at the two strong sailors beside him with bruised noses and swollen faces.

"Eh!" Liu Qiankun choked up suddenly, and shook his head with a wry smile. It seems that this mysterious drifter is really not low-key at all!

There was a glint in the eyes of the Sky Devouring Silver Fox, and it broke free from the embrace of its master. With its claws stretched forward, it rushed towards the man through the air, and the arrogance in the little guy's heart was completely aroused.

Bah!

There was a muffled sound, and Che Tian's body was bounced away without any suspense, as if hitting an invisible wall of air, Liu Qiankun quickly stretched out his hand to catch it in his palm.

"Little guy, this man's cultivation level is far higher than yours. It would be strange if you can break his defense!" Liu Qiankun smiled while stroking Yinhu's body.

"Thousands of years of painstaking practice have resulted in a spiritual baby, but once it is completely ruined, it will be ruined; the future is uncertain, just because the fate has not yet come..." A distant baritone voice rang in his ears.

Liu Qiankun's heart was shocked, and his eyes were fixed on the mysterious man who was as stable as a rock. After all, it is really painful to be seen by others at a glance. It is obvious that the man is measuring himself by the standard of ordinary monks... …

"Little friend, can you show me your face with Xiaotian?" The man's voice sounded again, Liu Qiankun was slightly taken aback and walked towards the man.

This time, he walked to the man's side without the slightest obstacle, and sat down amidst the astonishment of everyone behind him. The two faced the sea, and neither of them spoke first.

"I don't know what to call senior?" Liu Qiankun broke the embarrassing tranquility with a smile.

"Senior? Don't call me old. Hong Xiaotian has practiced for less than a thousand years, but he just met a good master!" The man grinned, revealing two dazzling white canine teeth.

"Hehe! That's much longer than me. I've been self-cultivated for less than two years before I became a spiritual baby. I didn't expect to be slapped by someone in a few days..." Liu Qiankun He didn't hide what happened to him, and simply dumped beans in a bamboo tube to reveal his old background.

"What? I got a baby in less than two years..." Hong Xiaotian froze for a moment, but the expression on his face was brilliant.

It took less than two years to practice a spiritual baby, and that appearance is still a mature spiritual baby. This is like a big blow to Hong Xiaotian, a prodigy in the world of self-proclaimed cultivators. It took him ten years to break through the alchemy and become a baby, and this guy in front of him is still 'self-taught'...

Liu Qiankun shook his head with a wry smile disapprovingly, and said, "If I hadn't been photographed in this ghost place with the palm of Shi Fan Lingxian, I wouldn't have become the son-in-law of the Ice Empire sooner!"

Liu Qiankun gritted his teeth again when he mentioned Shi Fan Lingxian, but for some reason, he had a kind of trust from the bottom of his heart for this strange man in front of him who had never lived before.

Hong Xiaotian frowned, and said seriously: "Are you talking about those guys who claim to be destiny?"

Hearing what the other party said, Liu Qiankun's eyes lit up sharply, and he thought to himself: It seems that I have made the right bet this time. The Hong Xiaotian in front of me is definitely not a person who vents his nostrils with those Destiny Gods. Character!

Liu Qiankun looked filled with righteous indignation, and said in a hateful voice: "Yes, I killed a Servant of Destiny and saved an old red-haired guy named Zhu He, but unexpectedly caused endless troubles!"

Hong Xiaotian couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words, and said solemnly, "Have you ever been to Prison God Icefield?"

"Not only did I go there, but I also destroyed the damn magic circle, and as a result, some spirits and golden immortals came all at once..." Liu Qiankun's voice was so deep that he almost jumped up and scolded his mother.

"Stop talking too much, the master is here!" A sharp light flashed in Hong Xiaotian's eyes, and he brushed Liu Qiankun away violently.

Choke!

As soon as the dragon chant sounded, Hong Xiaotian already had a long sword in his hand, and his eyes stared straight at the void.

"Hahaha! Ants who don't know how to live or die, do you think you can escape from the palm of this fairy?"

There was a burst of cold laughter in mid-air, a gap more than ten feet long was torn open in the void, and a figure slowly stepped out of the gap.

"God of the Sea! That's the God of the Sea..." The sailors on the ship looked up at the figure in the white clothes fluttering in the sky, their expressions became astonished, they hurriedly bowed down, their heads banging on the deck Bang.

Liu Qiankun felt a pain in his heart, because he recognized the 'God of the Sea' standing in the void, it was the damned Shi Fan Lingxian.

Hong Xiaotian stood with his sword in his hand, wisps of cloud-like aura wafted around his body, and two icy sharp lights flickered in his eyes, facing the arrogant Shi Fan Lingxian in the sky.

"You, Destiny Protoss?" Hong Xiaotian pointed his sword at the void, and his voice was like ten thousand years of frost.

Shi Fan was taken aback for a moment, and he smiled. In the past few days, he may have laughed the most since he was in the fairy class, because he encountered too many things that made him laugh.

"Hahaha! Do mere ants know the Destiny God Clan?" Shi Fan laughed so hard that his demeanor of a fairy family was gone, because in his eyes, everyone under him had to die, and it was natural to be in front of a group of dying people. No style is required.

A smile appeared on the corner of Hong Xiaotian's mouth, because he had already found the answer, his feet were slightly bent, and his figure rose into the air...

Shi Fan stood proudly above the void a hundred feet south of the merchant ship, but Hong Xiaotian's figure flew straight to the west like an arrow, ten feet, hundred feet... until it turned into a distant white spot in the sky!

Liu Qiankun's face changed in vain, a trace of misery flashed in his heart, his eyes looking up at the sky also seemed a little dull, and he murmured to himself: "Does he actually want to escape?"

At this moment, he felt that he was entrusted with something inhuman, and with a slight tremor of his palm, he put the Sky Devouring Silver Fox into the Qiankun Ring, and quietly rolled down the ring on his fingertip and clasped it in his palm.

He has already decided to throw the ring into the sea before Shi Fan Lingxian takes his life, maybe it can leave a glimmer of life for Che Tian and Ba Xi...

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