Chapter 62 Downhill

The sword clan turned over the body of the defeated man with a long sword and lifted the surrounding loess. The Xuanhun chasing jade disappeared in front of the sword clan as if it had never appeared. The sword clan carefully dug the loess with the tip of the sword, and a row of holes appeared in front of the sword clan, and a trace of light appeared in the secret road.

Only then did the sword clan understand that the underground pavilion was not far from the ground. The sword clan flew out at will, and the aisle collapsed in a roar. In front of the sword clan was a beautiful mountain and water not far away, and on the other side was indeed a small vegetable garden.

"The mountain vegetable garden of Zen." The sword clan muttered and looked at the public loser on the ground, who had shrunk into a normal person. The sword clan immediately dug a hole in place with the sword and buried the loser in it. Some bricks were brought to fill the exit of the underground pavilion.

After finishing these swordsmen, they rushed to the mountain along the original road. Walking on the still dark ladder, the heart of the sword clan is even more solemn at this time. The mysterious soul chases jade into pieces and flew out through the wall and disappeared and scattered in the world. More importantly, with this stench, the swordsman casually pulled off his sword clothes and threw them outside the exit.

Three steps turned into two steps, and the swordsman walked outside the Zen Pavilion. At this time, they heard a noisy sound from the pavilion. The swordsman couldn't control so many things and walked in through the back door in a few steps.

"Brother Jian, you are finally here." Menghua Xianping saw the arrival of the swordsman at a glance. The sword clan was waiting to speak and did hear Dugu picking flowers there and quarreling with Xiao Yu there.

"Exotic, to be honest, is your hand dishonest again at night?"

"Damn it, beauty, you can't wrong good people. I caught a ball of softness at night, but that's the pride of the moment." Dugu picking flowers is very powerless to distinguish Bai Dao.

Shun's pretty face turned red and stamped her feet angrily: "Brother Caihua is talking nonsense again."

Xiao Yu stared at Shun'er's so-called pride on her chest and suddenly felt no sense of pressure. Xiao Yu grabbed Dugu Caihua's ear: "Your sister's chest hurts so much that I want to die. Shun'er's chest is flat. Which hand can you grasp it?"

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The swordsman's forehead was sweating, and his heart suddenly felt sad. God, what kind of people are these? When Jian Xiao saw the sword clan coming, he went straight to the sword clan. A fishy smell went straight to his nose. Jian Xiao frowned and covered his nose: "What is your virtuous nephew?"

"Let's talk about it later." The swordsman stopped the sword flute with their hands and walked to the butterfly dance. Butterfly dance and many leaders were discussing to see the sword clan coming. The breeze blew, and a strong snake smell from the sword clan made all the people only frown. Some people who have been raised for a long time have vomited.

"What's your nephew?" The butterfly dance covered his nose a little and walked to the swordsman with doubts. This can't be blamed for the butterfly dance. At this time, the sword clan did smell bad. No wonder the snake that lost to the man.

This is Dugu picking flowers and also saw the swordsman. Menghua Xianping even handed over a white dress and smiled: "You can't refuse the prince's clothes."

The swordsman took over their clothes with a smile and put them on their bodies, and a fragrance floated into the air. The fishy smell of the sword clan suddenly decreased a lot. The swordsman tidied up his clothes a little: "Uncle Xiao, how's it going outside?"

"It seems that they have made a move. Now the three ninth floors of the Shuntian realm are not there. If the Yi people come to attack at this time, we don't think we will be able to last long." After saying that, Jian Xiao sighed and looked at the sword clan with a questioning face, as if he wanted to find the answer in the sword clan.

Facing Jian Xiao's inquiring eyes, the sword clan is not stupid enough to say to Jian Xiao that he killed the public, and also dismembered others with a sword. Even if his uncle does not find trouble for himself and protects his shortcomings all the time, it is estimated that he will be detained.

So the sword clan walked to the corner of the moment with a heart that will never be revealed: "I don't know. Let's wait." Although the sword clan knows so, it is estimated that the bald donkeys will soon see the tunnel down the mountain.

Jian Xiao and Butterfly Dance looked at each other, and Butterfly Dance said, "What do you think of this matter?"

Jian Xiao shook his head speechlessly, indicating how he knew. The swordsman walked to Shun'er's side and leaned against the corner of the wall tiredly: "Shun'er, come over."

Dugu Caihua and Menghua Xianping looked at the pale face of the sword clan. They didn't understand the meaning of the sword clan for a moment, let alone the party, but Shun'er still leaned on the sword clan's leg and looked at the sword clan tirelessly: "Brother of the sword clan, what's wrong?"

The swordsman gently stroked the little sister in front of him with his right hand: "stupid girl." After saying that, a smile appeared on his face. This kind of smile has been seen many times. Whenever the sword brother's face is filled with such a smile, it means that the sword brother has entered his memory. Shun'er lay on the leg of the sword clan, with a little infatuation in her eyes.

All this fell in the eyes of Jian Wanrong, and it was naturally not a taste in his heart. Of course, all this did not escape. Menghua Xianping's eyes. On this day, Menghua Xianping always felt that there was something wrong with the beautiful young man in front of him, but Menghua Xianping could not say anything for a moment.

Zhu Jian Wanrong felt a trace of looking at herself, and Zhu Jian Wanrong turned her head and saw that it happened to collide with Meng Hua Xianping's eyes. Menghua Xianping saw Wanrong looking at him. He couldn't help smiling shyly and arched his hand and said, "Menghua Xianping, I've seen Zhu Shaoxia."

Even if Menghua Xianping did not look at him, Zhu Jian Wanrong knew that the young man standing in front of him was his childhood, Menghua Xianping, the crown prince of the empire today. Whenever I remembered that Menghua Xianping was chasing himself to bring himself a queen crown when he was a child, Zhu Jian Wanrong felt a little vanity in his heart.

Looking at the smile on Zhu Jian Wanrong's face, Meng Hua Xianping couldn't help but look a little crazy. Dugu picked flowers and smiled and patted Meng Hua Xianping on the shoulder: "Your Highness, you like to break your back."

Menghua Xianping's face was sweating violently, raised his palm, and slapped Dugu's head fiercely: "What are you thinking about all day long? Except for the chacha circle. Your head is full of paste, isn't it?"

Dugu Caihua stared at Menghua Xianping with a depressed face: "What else can men and women do besides the chacha circle? Could it be that Your Highness is thinking about the chacha circle with men?

All the people present who heard this sentence laughed. Meng Hua Xianping directly jumped like thunder on the spot and waved his skirt (the skirt worn by Chinese men in subcontinent is generally four open. Referring to the ancient Chinese costume, he rushed directly to Dugu to pick flowers, and the latter flew away from the scene quickly.

Many people in the general pavilion smiled forward and backwards, and the sword clan in the corner gently held the instant's hair: "In an instant leaned on my shoulder."

For these requirements of the sword clan today, Shun'er also had some doubts for a moment, but out of her trust in the sword clan, she gently leaned her head on the shoulder of the sword clan: "Brother of the sword clan, what's wrong?"

The swordsman was not in a hurry to answer Shun'er's question. They looked at Xiao Yu, who encountered the eyes of the swordsman and turned his head to deliberately not look at it. He said sourly, "Okay, I won't disturb you in your love words." After saying that, Xiao Yu couldn't help but be curious about what the swordsman and Shun'er were saying.

The sword clan shook its head with a wry smile and said to Xiao Yu, "I haven't had breakfast yet, Lady Xiao, do you think?"

"Damn it, you can figure it out." Xiao Yu looked at the swordsman with a depressed face and turned around to get some breakfast for the swordsman. Seeing Xiao Yu leave, the swordsman quickly attached to Shun'er's ear: "I immediately felt it. Where is Xuanhun chasing jade?"

Shun'er sighed helplessly. There was really nothing good for the swords brother to find him. Although he thought so, Shun'er did enter a state of meditation according to his words. After a while, Shun'er blinked her eyes and looked at the swordsman, shaking his head like a rattle.

The swordsman nodded quietly. Just then, a bald donkey ran in from outside the pavilion: "It's not good, it's not good?"

"What's wrong?" Jian Xiao grabbed the bald donkey that rushed in, and the latter said breathlessly, "Those,,,,,,,,,,,,,,." The little bald donkey is a little out of breath.

At this time, another small bald donkey ran in from the back of the pavilion with a festive face: "We can finally go down the mountain, and we found a secret road down the mountain in the house of the landlord."

The swords immediately pretended to be surprised: "Uncle Xiao, let's go immediately." As soon as the sword clan finished speaking, the bald donkey supported by Jianxiao stabilized his breathing a little: "The Yi people are in chaos, and it seems that they are going to kill them."

Jian Xiao had become the master at this time and immediately said, "All withdraw." Hearing Jian Xiao's words, many Chinese warriors immediately packed up their weapons and retreated to the backyard. However, after a cup of tea, there are only those quilts left in the pavilion. Many Chinese warriors retreated cleanly.

Soon after the swords and others withdrew, a loud noise came from the general pavilion. Only a girl shouted, "Everyone, pay attention, prepare your weapons and prepare to deal with the pagans in the pavilion."

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"How long will we walk at such a speed?" Jian Xiao frowned at the slowly moving team in front of him. The sword clan also had some helplessness. The aisle down the mountain was so small that it was not decided by themselves.

Butterfly dance looked at her disciples worriedly: "I don't know how long it will take for the Yi clan to come?"

"No more than a stick of incense. It's strange that this secret road down the mountain will be in the upper room." Menghua looked at the tunnel not far away in front of him thoughtfully.

An old bald donkey came over and saluted many warriors: "I still know a secret road down the mountain. Speaking of which, that is the real secret way down the mountain of this door. Everyone looked at the bald donkey in front of them. This bald donkey was the master of the Zen sect.

Dugu picked flowers and quickly said, "Old bald donkey, don't talk about it. Where is it?"

Everyone was stunned by Dugu's words, but fortunately, everyone was not surprised.

"The secret path is in..." Before Sanxiu finished speaking, a bald donkey rushed in, and his face was naturally pale: "Deputy doormaster, a group of Yi people rushed out of the kitchen"

Sanxiu's face was as pale as paper in an instant, and his body retreated repeatedly. He held the chair next to him with his fingers. He couldn't hold his body for a moment. He sat on the stool and sighed on his face: "What kind of evil is the Zen sect today?"

At this time, the swordsman was also shocked. It seemed that some people had already allowed the people in the Chinese martial arts to take the previous secret road down the mountain, and it was indeed an accident that the public lost the secret road in the upper room. Perhaps this secret channel is just an escape secret channel left by the public loser for their own use.