Supreme Emperor of Swords

A group of people sat on the lawn in the backyard, took out the wine and ingredients, and started to cook. Ding Hao previous life is a BBQ enthusiast. When I went out alone, I learned to eat. The problem is that Xiaoyao is also comfortable.

“I just brought some wines from Sword Province this time, please brothers to taste.” Hua Huai’an took out dozens of altar seals from the Storage Ring, which is the Northern Region that he collected in the middle of the day. Around the famous wines, the lid was opened, and the tempting fragrance of the wine floated out.

“Good wine, it is a good wine!” [Madman] Lu Kuang shook his nose, and the first one took over the wine jar.

Since even Ding Hao calls Hua Huai’an and Gu Shaochu a Big Brother, other people naturally have to give some face. Among them, Wang Xiaoqi has been dealing with Camel Bell Caravan many times because of Sect trade. They are very familiar with the two people, and they say hello. The atmosphere is very exciting.

“When the Honored Master Qingshan was alive, he liked wine most.” Ding Hao lamented that he took a glass of wine from every jar and slid it in the direction of the Inquiring Sword Sect martyred heroes.

Soon there were footsteps coming.

Ding Hao smiled and got up and said: “Murong Junior Sister, Junior Sister Yu, Tian Yan Junior Sister, you are all late, you have to punish!”

The monks who appeared this time were Murong Yanzhi, Yuxi, Tian Yan, Qing Tan, and Li Yiruo. The former female disciple, Ding Hao came to the interest, want to recall the years when they were Registered Disciple, let Sect Disciple, please bring these people together.

“Senior Brother Ding, you are a busy man now, we can’t bother you.” Yuxi smiled.

The little Loli, who was beautiful and adorable in the past, has now become a slim and beautiful girl. She has a beautiful dress in the water-green sleek dress, and Murong Yanzhi has a Royal Sister fan. The gas field is full, but Qing. Tan and Tian Yan, the natural talent is a little worse than the two, but they are also the outstanding performers of the Registered Disciple, each with a style.

“Senior Brother Ding Today, how can I have this yaxing?” Murong Yanzhi asked with a smile.

“Suddenly, I missed my previous time. As a Registered Disciple, although cultivate is hard every day, I don’t have to worry about Sect. In a blink of an eye, it’s more than six years, and the age is similar. Different people, you and I are now responsible for the revitalization of Sect. If you want to get together again, there are not many opportunities. Today, Ding Hao will be afraid of your time, busy and sit down for a drink and steal. Half-day leisure is a kind of enjoyment!”

Ding Hao smiled.

“Also, since Senior Brother Ding left three years ago, there has been no chance to have a good relationship with Senior Brother Ding. You can ask Martial Dao cultivation again.” Yuxi is still a simple and simple character, sitting on the lawn On the top, I opened a jar of wine and took a big sip.

She and Murong Yanzhi once had a life and death relationship with Ding Hao during the ruins learning through experience and Ding Hao’s best friend.

In addition to Hua Huai’an and Gu Shaochu, all the people who do it are fellow apprentices, and the relationship has always been harmonious. Even the previously unconventional [Madman] Lu Kuang is also under the guidance of Wang Xiaoqi and others. Active a lot.

When Ding Hao was not there, these people also took time to get together and feel good.

The wine is floating in the air.

Ding Hao also wants to talk and talk with all the friends before leaving, drink a lot, pick someone to drink, guess the sound of the boxing, and everyone sees Ding Hao so high, they are completely released. If there are outsiders who see this drunken guy, I can’t believe it. These people and everyone are Martial Dao powerhouse on Innate, and they think they are in the market.

“Senior Brother Ding is a bit strange tonight, and it’s rare to see him drink like this.” Murong Yanzhi whispered to Yu.

Yuxi nodded. “Yeah, I also think that Senior Brother Ding seems to have something to worry about, and he feels that he has to leave again.”

Murong Yanzhi looked at Li Yiruo sitting next to him. The look of the former Five Institutes first Beauty has been firmly fixed on Ding Hao. Obviously she knows something, but Murong Yanzhi is not good at asking.

“Who’s next to it? A few little girls, come out.” Murong Yanzhi suddenly smiled at the distance.

Ni Zi, Huanhuan, and Gao Xue’er walked away from a distance, called Murong Master-uncle, and then bowed respectfully to Ding Hao’s front.

Ding Hao laughed and sent a few gimmick gifts.

These three little girls are very talented, and now they are all powerhouses on Innate. They are the three little golden flowers of Inquiring Sword Sect. They are the objects that Li Lan values ​​and cultivates. The fate of the three people is due to Ding Hao. Change, simply is the reinvention, so it is both worship and awe to Ding Hao.

“Ancestral-uncle Ding, I am here to represent you with the friends of the previous slums.” Huanhuan took the wine glass and braved the courage.

“There are two of us…” Gao Xue’er and Ni Zi also came to the front.

Ding Hao laughed and played three little girls, one person and one small burst, said: “There are no Sects in today, you three little fellows, or call me Big Brother Ding.” He was also very emotional, a blink of an eye. A little girl with a slug, now also a beautiful and charming young girl.

Listening to Ding Hao, calling himself a little fellow, the three beautiful young girls have different expressions. Gao Xue’er sighs secretly, until now she is extremely admired by Ding Hao, but obviously it is too far away, whether it is seniority or strength. She also knows that own and the handsome man in front of him are simply impossible, and they can only get close early.

Looking at the three little girls sitting back, Ding Hao also shook his head gently.

At this time, it is already Sun’s downhill, a round of blue moon hanging high in the air, sprinkling the silver light of the sky, let people have the illusion that the wine is not drunk.

Ding Hao was about to say something again. Suddenly his face changed and he stood up suddenly. His eyes suddenly became fierce. Looking behind him, he said, “Which high-ranking person is coming, why don’t you show up, why are you? Ghostly hiding in the dark?”

Everyone was shocked and immediately surprised.

They didn’t notice it at all, but Ding Hao’s strength is not what they can compare. Could it be that someone really hides in the dark? In the end Who is this, dare to be so bold, broke into Inquiring Sword Mountain Village, could it be that I don’t know [Blade Crazy Sword Foolish] and [Crazy Blade] are both in the Mountain Village?

There is no sound coming from the moon shadow.

Ding Hao coldly smiled and said: “Since you don’t want to show up, you Ding Hao is offended.”

The voice has not fallen.

A resplendent sword light, shot from Ding Hao’s fingertips.

As fast as lightning.

Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the sword light shot, 20 meters away, in the void, a golden brick wall illusory shadow flashed, and a loud bang, actually blocked this 缕sword light.

Can you block Ding Hao’s blow?

Who is so strong?

Ding Hao complexion condensed, stepped out, snoring slowly, and was a silver sword intent sword light.

“Amitabha, I can’t think of Benefactor Ding. You are so good at it. It seems that I don’t want to show up later.” A voice of screaming, golden light, sound waves like tangible things, on the silver sword intent sword light, bang The ground was full of enthusiasm, a figure wearing a pale-yellow blouse, slowly coming out of the void.

Ding Hao glanced, and his face was bright.

Everyone looked, but saw the opposite, actually a figure of slender young Monk, face like crown jade, long ears hanging shoulders, extremely handsome and elegant, is a rare hand man, enough to make countless young girls crazy, even There is a Six Roads knot on the head, but it seems that he has a temperament of enchantment, easy to let the opposite sex feel at ease.

This young Monk can be tied to Ding Hao, and the strength is obviously extraordinary.

It’s just that his complexion is pale, and it seems that Mind is not good.

“Hey? It turned out to be Jin Chanzi Sacred Monk. Since it is an old man, how come sneaking in?” Wang Xiaoqi’s big voice shouted.

This handsome jade young Monk is the Western Desert Buddhism Sacred Land Great Thunder Sound Temple inheritor Sacred Monk Jin Chanzi from Inquiring Sword Sect.

Ding Hao’s gaze swept over Jin Chanzi’s body, revealing a hint of surprise, and nodded thoughtfully, saying: “Sacred Monk is coming from afar, Ding Hao is slow, please follow me.” Say, to others Smiled: “Everyone please do your best, I am missing for a while.”

Jin Chanzi nodded and gestured to everyone, then followed Ding Hao’s back, and the three-step figure disappeared and disappeared together.

Everyone looks at each other in blank dismay and doesn’t know what happened.

Wang Xiaoqi patted the brain and suddenly realized that Jin Chanzi and Ding Hao’s friendship was not the same as the common, it was completely informative, but they sneaked into Inquiring Sword Mountain Village. Obviously, they didn’t want to let people know, but they were called by own. Out of the origin, isn’t something wrong?

And just as the look of Senior Brother Ding suddenly became severe, what was the big deal?

……

“What happened? How did you suffer such a serious injury?”

In the secret room, Ding Hao asked, frowning.

Just now he saw it at a glance. Jin Chanzi didn’t have any injuries on the surface, but actually it was already at the point of consuming Source Power. If it wasn’t his cultivation level, the common person would be his injury, I’m afraid it’s long gone. Fallen.

Jin Chanzi is the inheritor of the Western Desert Buddhism Sacred Land Great Thunder Sound Temple, and does not say that the strength has reached the realm of extraordinary sanctification. In his position, he is seriously injured to this extent. What kind of person is in the end? Regardless of his Master Sect, do he have a heavy hand on him? Could it be that would not be afraid of Great Thunder Sound Temple revenge?

No one else was present, and Jin Chanzi immediately restored the true color of the own hooligan Monk. Instead of pretending to have a High Monk look, he sat down on the floor and snorted: “Amita-gurg-bha, let alone other, Is there a healing medicine? The best kind, I will hang it if I don’t treat it.”