Chapter 611

Among the villagers who were talking, one of the middle-aged men raised his head and inadvertently saw Zhao Jiuge. Then he ran to the old village head and whispered something.

After hearing this, the old village head looked a little moved. He immediately looked up at the place where Zhao Jiuge was standing. Seeing Zhao Jiuge standing not far away from the crowd, he was excited to support a crutch and waddle down Zhao Jiuge.

Seeing that the venerable old village head looked like this, many people around him understood what the situation was. Therefore, the villagers immediately gave way to the old village head in one after another.

The women who understood the reason immediately gathered around Zhao Jiuge. They knew the cause and effect of the matter just now. For the simple villagers, a thousand words could not express their gratitude to Zhao Jiuge. At this moment, they could only look at Zhao Jiuge with grateful eyes.

"Young Xia, you're back. Are you ok?"

Compared with the last time that cold attitude, this time the old village head can be a lot more enthusiastic, a front is surrounded by Zhao Jiuge, which makes Zhao Jiuge feel embarrassed because of his age.

"It's OK. Things on the mountain have been completely solved. There will be no more problems in the future, and you will not be afraid."

After solving the problem of seductive women, Zhao Jiuge could choose to leave directly, but he thought that he would go to inform the villagers in the village, otherwise they would still be worried about it.

Hearing the words, those simple villagers' faces immediately showed an excited look. In recent months, for the seductive woman, the people in the village hate and fear, but they dare to be angry and dare not say anything. At present, this matter has finally been solved. How can they be unhappy.

For them, there is no pursuit. As long as they can live a safe and stable life, they are satisfied and never expect anything. Although they only know that Zhao Jiuge is not Zhao Jiuge, and they don't know how to solve this problem by standing up, it does not hinder the villagers' gratitude to Zhao Jiuge.

Just when the old village head still wants to say something, Zhao Jiuge has already opened his mouth and proposed to leave. The matter has been solved and there is nothing to do.

This made the old village head who felt a little guilty immediately changed his face. In order to let Zhao Jiuge into the village as a guest, he had to give Zhao Jiuge a meal before he could leave. The surrounding villagers were full of enthusiasm. For Zhao Jiuge's life-saving grace, naturally one by one, they did not want to let Zhao Jiuge leave like this.

"If I have a chance to be a guest in the village, I really can't today. My friends are still waiting for me at the entrance of the village."

Feeling the enthusiasm of the villagers, Zhao Jiuge has a bitter smile in his heart. These simple villagers are like this. If you do something for them, they will be grateful.

After that, Zhao Jiuge politely refused the villagers' warm invitation to stay, and he was about to turn around and leave. The old village head had to give up. However, the kindness must be remembered by all the men, women, old and young in the whole village.

With Zhao Jiuge's departure, those villagers followed Zhao Jiuge and walked towards the entrance of the village. They felt the enthusiasm of the villagers. Zhao Jiuge went faster. After all, even in the face of such enthusiasm, he was at a loss.

Out of the village, Zhao Jiuge went directly to the village. Lin Prajna, who was in white, won't leave for a long time. Seeing this, Zhao Jiuge waved his hand and motioned for the villagers to go back early. However, the villagers were indifferent, as if they wanted to see Zhao Jiuge leave.

"I don't see. You're quite popular."

See Zhao Jiuge finally come out, Lin as some of the cold said, she is not used to lively nature, so see so many people do not leave traces of the frown.

I don't know if Lin Prajna is sarcastic or not. Zhao Jiuge simply laughs at the speech, and then directly says where he is going, "let's go. We'll go directly to the Wanmo Grottoes in Qingzhou and ask for a incomplete sword map."

The Chinese dynasty has vast territory and abundant resources. Even one state is huge. Although the devil's cave is also in Qingzhou, there is still a long way to go. Standing in Zhao Jiuge's heart, he was anxious to get the fragments of the eight wasteland sword map. Naturally, he was not in the mood to stroll on his legs, but intended to go straight to the destination.

Lin Prajna naturally has no opinion about Zhao Jiuge's proposal. Anyway, for her, she is going everywhere. As for the matter of wanmoku, Zhao Jiuge had already told her when she went down the mountain just now. In this case, she simply went with Zhao Jiuge.

The two spiritual lights are directly released at the same time. With the flash of the aura, there is naturally a faint chant of sword. The purple blue "cold hell" and the plum red "fallen flowers" are intertwined. If there are other friars nearby at the moment, it will be a great shock, because only that kind of breath can feel a sharp.

Then, the two figures happened to control their own flying swords, flying in the void, two people standing side by side, like a fairy couple.

A burst of villagers at the entrance of the village looked at this scene. They were astonished. Their mouths were slightly open. For a long time, they didn't say the seemingly flying means. Even the appearance of Lin Prajna in the distance made them numb. Although it was just a glance, I'm afraid that the face of the country and the city would be hard to forget in their life.Today, I'm afraid other ordinary people are very rare. In the void, the shadows of Zhao Jiuge and Lin Prajna have disappeared, but these villagers at the entrance of the village are still reluctant to leave. What Zhao Jiuge doesn't know is that maybe it's just a matter of raising hands for Zhao Jiuge, but these villagers remember it in their heart, and this matter has been passed on, let him Their children and grandchildren will never forget, and even some of the villagers' houses still treasure the portraits of the nine songs of Zhao.

However, Zhao Jiuge, who was flying towards the Wanmo Grottoes in Qingzhou, did not know. At the moment, he was already thinking about how to obtain the remaining part of the sword map. The more he could not get, the more agitated he was. Especially when he saw the power of Yuan Jing's sword array which broke out in a short time, the turmoil was fermented even more.

Zhao Jiuge can't help but feel a little nervous in the sword. He doesn't speak, so Lin Prajna naturally won't say more. But the only thing that makes Zhao Jiuge feel lucky is that Lin Prajna is much better than her cold appearance before. Although she still won't say anything, she will answer at least one question Sentence.

Now their accomplishments are enough to support the flying time of the imperial sword, and there is no need to stop. After all, the spiritual power consumed by the imperial sword is nothing to the cultivation of Zhao Jiuge and Lin Prajna in the yuan infant realm. They absorb more spiritual power every moment.

After flying for about two hours, Zhao Jiuge felt a little angry and depressed, and was very bored. He could not help but look at Lin Prajna.

The white dress wins the snow she, all over the body clothes slightly swaying in the wind, like the nine fairies, Zhao Jiuge's eyes can't help but look crazy.

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