Chapter 72

The shepherd muttered to himself, "shepherd, why are you so ungrateful? Chen Yao almost lost his life because you helped you. Do you want to die?"

"But, however, I have known Chen Yao for only one day. Do I have to explain my innocence?"

The shepherd's heart is in a mess. It's like two villains arguing violently in his mind.

"It hurts."

Suddenly, the shepherd felt a burning sensation coming out of his chest.

She gently peeled off her underwear, but she saw a nail cap size mark between the two soft gullies, which was a birthmark from childhood.

It's like a little sword.

The pastoral has always been curious about how the heavenly goddess of the Kunlun Dharma sect has a sword birthmark? So she didn't tell anyone about it, including her grandfather and the leader of Kunlun law sect.

This birthmark has not been silent, but now it is different. The dim birthmark emits a strong light, just like a burning fire sword.

"Something's wrong."

The pastoral realized something, but it was too late. The birthmark of the little sword suddenly burst out a strong suction, which bound the pastoral and Chen Yao tightly together.

Chen Yao felt like he was frozen, but suddenly a small sun approached him, so he desperately hugged the small sun and couldn't stop.

"Chen Yao, don't do this, don't do this."

I've never experienced a pastoral about men and women. At the moment, I'm naturally flushed and worried.

But Chen Yao, who has lost his Qingming, can't understand the words of pastoral songs. Instead, he holds it more tightly.

At the moment, the most surprising thing is that the red sword birthmark on the chest of the pastoral is getting hotter and hotter, and the clothes of the pastoral are actually burned clean.

The pastoral is so meticulously soaking in the hot spring, being tightly held by Chen Yao, and suffering from Chen Yao's salty pig hands.

The pastoral wanted to push Chen Yao away, but it was thoughtful.

"Is this your destiny?"

Pastoral is the heavenly goddess of Kunlun fazong. It believes in the word of heaven. It is unusual for the birthmark of the little sword to appear on the goddess of Kunlun fazong. It has been silent for 17 years without any movement. It is absolutely not an accident that such a big change suddenly occurs in this situation today.

In other words, something should have happened between himself and Chen Yao.

Unconscious Chen Yao only felt that he had caught a soft and gentle thing, so he was more presumptuous. He kept attacking.

He began kissing pastoral songs and attacking cities and conquering land. This kind of thing is purely subconscious. He knows his own way without a teacher. Moreover, Chen Yao and Su Yi have fallen in love for a long time. This kind of thing is not skilled, but it is definitely not unfamiliar.

Two people are intertwined in their hands, like two tightly intertwined snakes.

"Take it easy, Hoo Hoo."

The pastoral began to embrace Chen Yao, breathing heavily in his mouth and feeling deep.

"Yes."

Suddenly, the shepherd frowned, gave a scream, and looked miserable.

At the moment, the two people finally become one, and the negative distance intersects.

The pastoral felt the coolness on Chen Yao's body. Ignoring the terrible tearing feeling from under him, he bit his teeth and transported his whole body aura, which was all transformed into fire power. With Chen Yao's in and out collision in her body, it formed circulation in Chen Yao's body and dispelled the cold on Chen Yao.

Chen Yao's temperature slowly recovered and his whole spirit began to improve.

But the pastoral is getting weaker and weaker. The reason is very simple, because Chen Yao, a big animal, has been fighting the pastoral for half an hour.

This is a war completely biased towards Chen Yao.

After an hour, the two hugged each other tightly, lying by the hot spring, hugging each other and sleeping.

The sleeping pastoral had a dream.

Still in Kunlun fazong, on a huge challenge arena, there was a gorgeous woman wearing a scarf who defeated countless young talents.

But there was a swordsman in white, holding a sword, which beat the strange woman.

The sword was as like as two peas, and the pastoral song was shocked, because the face of the strange woman was exactly the same as her own, and it was carved out of a mold.

"Jian jiuxiao, I didn't think you would come." the strange woman looked at the swordsman in white with a sad face, which was full of surprise.

"Linglong, don't force me. Now I just want to ask the sword with all my heart. I don't want to talk about children's private affairs. You're waiting for me." the white swordsman looked helpless.

The jade is exquisite and the sword is jiuxiao.

Hearing these two names, the pastoral was shocked because they were like thunder to the disciples of the Dharma sect.

Yu Linglong, the first all attribute genius of Kunlun Dharma sect for thousands of years, was also the goddess chosen by heaven, reached the divine realm for cultivation, and killed the strong ones above the divine realm in the World War I. Jian jiuxiao, the founder of Jianzong, was not only the first person in Jiandao, but also the first person in the world at that time thousands of years ago.

Jian jiuxiao is the symbol of that era.

"Is this dream a scene thousands of years ago?" the pastoral continued to be silent in his sleep.

"Jian jiuxiao, you've gone too far. This is our fazong goddess contest. What are you doing?"

An old man in yellow robe rushed into the challenge arena and was actually a strong man in the holy land.

But at the next moment, the strong man in the Holy Land flew out directly, seriously injured and unconscious.

At this time, Jian jiuxiao was just a saint, but he could easily hurt another saint. It was obvious that he understood a very strange power.

Everyone present was shocked by Jian jiuxiao's means.

Someone who knew the goods shouted, "God, it's the power of the field. This is the sword field. Within the sword field, the sword jiuxiao is the master. He is the planning of the law. I didn't expect to see the power of the field."

Everyone present was boiling.

Countless fiery eyes turned to the sword jiuxiao.

But Jian jiuxiao was not for it, but shouted at everyone present, "Yu Linglong is my Jian jiuxiao's woman. Whoever dares to move her will be killed at the ends of the earth."

This sentence is so domineering. I won't marry Yu Linglong or be married.

The elders of the fazong shouted angrily.

"Jian jiuxiao, don't go too far. Don't think that if you understand the power of the domain, there will be no law. This is the territory of our fazong. You don't count who our fazong goddess wants to marry."

Jian jiuxiao didn't care about these people at all, but looked at the tearful jade Linglong.

Yu Linglong said, "Jian jiuxiao, you ungrateful man, you clearly have me in your heart, but you don't marry me, and you don't allow me to marry. Is there such a reason?"

Sword jiuxiao Road "Linglong, I know your difficulty is nothing more than that I have a conflict with the strong people in the spiritual world. Your elders of the Dharma sect are worried that you have an affair with me. The strong people in the spiritual world will burn their anger on your Kunlun Dharma sect, so they force you to marry. You hold this martial arts contest to recruit relatives just to see if I am sincere to you. If you see it now, don't force yourself, don't force me 。”

Jade Linglong's face is sad. "How can you be so axis?" how does Shenzhou has the final say? What do you think of the spirit world, just like them, you can fight the whole spirit world alone?

Jian jiuxiao looked indignant.

"Since my sword jiuxiao is holding a three foot green front, he has to take care of the injustice in the world. There is a war between the two families in the spirit world, but he wants to destroy the spirit pulse of China and break the foundation of China with the battlefield around China. As long as my sword jiuxiao lives, he will never let them achieve his wish. Even if I am alone, my sword jiuxiao will fight him to change color."