Chapter 247

So he nodded, turned his head and got into the car, the off-road vehicle started, and went away neatly and handsomely.

...

Sword Sect at the beginning of time.

All the apprentices and brothers gathered in front of the computer and were stunned.

"One by one one by one..."

"One hundred million, you are stuttering, you have never seen the world!" The elder brother slapped the younger brother on the back of the head.

"You're still talking about me! Didn't you fall off your own?"

"This... This is the first time I've seen our sword cultivators be so valued!" Senior Brother said, his mood was a little down.

Seeing him like this, the other brothers and sisters looked at each other and didn't know how to comfort him when they thought about what happened yesterday, because they all had the same experience.

The big brother turned around and went out, sitting on the stone chair in the courtyard.

Second Senior Brother came out and sat beside him, "What? Your mother is looking for you again?"

"Um."

"How much do you want this time?" Second Senior Brother asked.

"Don't ask me for money, tell me not to go back, and say they don't want me anymore."

The second senior brother sneered, "It seems that your parents have made up their minds to give your milk to your house and to the second child."

The big brother wiped his eyes and said nothing.

"They don't even think about it, can the second child give them old age? I look down on you as a sword cultivator, you give them the monthly subsidy anyway, and the second child still pays money from their pockets. ."

The second senior brother said in a daze, looking up at the sky, the curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually flattened.

The situation of Senior Brother is very common in the sect. Compared with other immortal cultivators, sword cultivators are indeed very hopeless. They expect their children to rely on a spiritual root to shine on their ancestors. When they see their children become sword cultivators, they will be very strongly opposed. Opposition is ineffective, and there are those who threaten to cut off the relationship.

Of course, there are also rich families who simply feel that it is shameful for their children to be swordsmen.

But soon, he saw Song Juyao push the door and enter. The girl was holding a sword with silver stripes on a white background.

The corners of his mouth curled up again.

...

In the luxurious mansion, Yuan Fei kept calling his brother.

"I tell you, I see a hope, there is a sword cultivator who is particularly powerful..."

As soon as he said Jianxiu, the other side interrupted him sternly, "Yuan Fei, you are still so rude! Do you know how urgent the situation is now? My time is precious and I don't have time to listen to you. Say that there is no such thing!"

Yuan Fei wanted to say something, but the phone call over there was already hung up.

Yuan Fei was half-dead with anger, and his little friends also held up their phones that had been hung up, with a sad look on their faces, "When they heard about Jianxiu, they didn't believe it. They felt that we were wasting our time."

Yuan Fei went mad with anger, "They are prejudice! What's wrong with Jianxiu? Isn't Jianxiu allowed to show his power?"

But they also know that Jianxiu is weak. This concept has been going on for hundreds of years. Jianxiu has never been able to live up to his expectations. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would believe it?

"I don't believe no one in the government has seen the video online!"

"I saw it, my brother saw it, but he said he didn't believe it. He thought that Song Juyao was using some kind of cover-up method. Ahem, he said that. In fact, I also doubt that Song Juyao was using some kind of cover-up method..."

There is no way, now the swindlers are getting more and more powerful, otherwise it is impossible to find the names and photos of all qualified immortal practitioners on the Xianmeng.com.

"You fart, I don't believe it, I don't think Song Juyao's eyes are deceiving!" Yuan Fei was extremely anxious.

Chapter 83

As night fell, the busyness of the government never stopped.

Everyone at the military headquarters and the top government officials had been having a day of meetings in a row. From fierce disputes to powerless giving up, everyone fell into a heavy mood.

Mr. Guo Shi has calculated that the ghost king will break free of the seal after three days, and if the cultivators cannot subdue them, then they will have to take the last resort - they will send her "evil bombs".

No one would have thought that the evil spirits bred in the hearts of the people, condensed enough, could actually be made into modern "nuclear weapons". Even the ghost king will be swallowed by this evil spirit.

The city where King Ling's tomb is located, City B, will be overwhelmed by this strong evil spirit. The government will try its best to evacuate the people of City B during these three days, but all the vitality of this city will be swallowed up by the evil spirit, and can never get close.

Eight million people in City B will lose their homes.

The price is so painful.

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Tomb of King Ling.

The immortal cultivators who had only the last trace of spiritual power left in their bodies retreated and came up for another group.

They sat on the ground, full of vicissitudes.

"Master!" A young disciple passed the outer checkpoint and ran in.

An elder turned his head and looked anxious, "Why are you here?! Go back quickly!"

The young disciple's eyes were red, "Master, look, Song Juyao from the Sword Sect of the Absolute Beginning today, she purifies the evil spirit of a building with one sword!"

The young disciple hurriedly took out his cell phone, but the master said, "Impossible, even if there are only three floors in a building, the master will not be able to purify it."

"Really, look, the videos are all here!" the disciple said, but his expression changed suddenly, "What is this broken Internet!

Why is the internet so bad, Master, wait a minute..."