In front of the Xuanzhen Sect Mountain Gate, a group of people stared blankly at the young people who were smashed over the ground and the black things that smashed over the young people. While they were stunned, they couldn't help but feel that they were fooled.

That dark thing is round, no matter how mysterious the design is, it is still a pot! No matter how you look at it, it is a pot!

What pot can make a master who hit the peak of the Golden Pill? He stepped on the Nascent Soul directly smashed it into a slight divination, and he couldn't get up after a long time when he fell to the ground?

"Who? Who did it!" He roared with Yuan Gang's disciples and helped the person up in a hurry, but saw a swollen bag on the back of Yuan Gang's head was rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mo Xiaobai's mind was a little confused. After subconsciously calling Master and Senior Brother, he pursed his lips. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he quickly snatched the pot on the ground from Yuan Gang and hugged it tightly in his arms.

His fingers that pinched the pot ear turned white, and he could almost pinch the pot ears, but it was only almost the same. He seemed to dare not look up at the two people coming from the sword, and only stared at the pot in his arms, then his eyes slowly focused and he was stunned.

"Hei, Black Star... Black Tie..." He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and all the aroused emotions in his heart turned into astonishment at this moment. He lowered his head and turned the pot in his hand seriously several times. He had to be sure that this pot was indeed made of Black Star Black Tie.

The few people who stood close were stunned again and could hardly believe their ears.

What is Black Star Xuan Iron? Even the three major sects like Xuan Zhen Sect have to be offered. Only a few elders can carefully buckle a little and mix it into the sword body to forge the finest quality of flying swords.

Such fine products, a small fist, are rare, but now they are made into... a pot of water?!

Damn who is so spendthy?

Everyone suddenly looked up at the two people in the sky, and suddenly thought that Mo Xiaobai seemed to have called Master and Senior Brother just now. Look at it now, can it be... the cold-faced person in front of him was the real person Qingxiao who had been missing for more than two years?

Everyone saw that the two people in the void came from far to near, and the handsome face suddenly became flat, and the sleeves suddenly waved, and someone fell from behind.

The man in front of him seemed to be not worried at all whether the person who was pushed down by him would fall to death. He fell from the sky with a cold face, bringing up a cold wind, like a human-shaped fairy condensed from hail.

It seems very powerful, but it seems... it has no cultivation at all!

What is this?

Everyone couldn't help but stare at this person who was obviously outstanding in fairy. For the first time, I really realized what it means to cultivate immortality - such a person with white clothes and ruthless frost jade, who is almost an immortal, right?

Yuan Gang was smashed too hard and could not see clearly, so of course he was not shocked by Lin Xiao.

He was the angry one of everyone, and his whole head hurt a lot. Seeing Lin Xiao coming, he rushed over and said, "Did you smash me with that slap pot?"

His hand grabbed Lin Xiao's clothes and his claws with mud successfully made Lin Xiao's eyebrows and eyes even colder, but Lin Xiao ignored him at all, and he didn't even stop moving forward. Not only was the speed not slower, but it was a little faster.

Seeing that Yuan Gang's hand was about to touch Lin Xiao's body, a black shadow suddenly emerged from behind Lin Xiao. The man raised his long legs and suddenly kicked it, hitting Yuan Gang's stomach.

Bang!

Everyone heard a muffled sound, and Yuan Gang screamed and arched his body and flew backwards. He actually smashed a big pit on the stone wall not far away. His upper body was folded against the lower body, and his hands and feet were all tied together. He struggled for a long time without struggling.

"You are blind!" Yuan Gang grunted for a long time, his face turned blue. At this moment, he didn't care about who was kicking him. He just shouted angrily at his apprentices and juniors: "Don't you know how to get me out?"

The people who followed Yuan Gang came to their senses and rushed over and hurriedly got the person out in a hurry.

Yuan Gang was in a severe pain all over. Although he felt his stomach hurt madly, there was somehow a cold air in his meridians, which made the bones suck, and he couldn't even straighten his waist.

Naturally, he would not know that even if he was completely ruined from this moment, he would not have been able to disappear like a leaky breath and would never be able to gather again.

Jun Mo has never stinged with the most ruthless method for those who dare to touch Lin Xiao.

Jun Mo sneered and patted his long gown without pleated ones. When Lin Xiao looked over, he hurriedly showed a gentle and soft smile and strode to his master, as if he was not him.

The disciples of Xuanzhen Sect didn't expect to meet these two people. They were all very happy and surrounded them. They shouted at the master and senior brother, asking them both worriedly and excitedly how they had been in the past two years.

Lin Xiao took a rough look and found that almost everyone here was from Qingjin Peak, and only two of them were from Zangjian Peak. He looked at Mo Xiaobai thoughtfully. Although the boy's face was cold, his eyes were blue and black. He obviously hadn't slept for many days, and he immediately raised his eyebrows.

"Where is Chu Qiu?"

Mo Xiaobai's eyes suddenly turned red, and his hand holding Guo'er suddenly tightened. He gritted his teeth and held it tightly for a long time but couldn't say a word.

Jun Mo stepped forward and walked to his side, reached out and bending his fingers on the back of his hand: "Let go, this is something I specially forged for Master. Don't pinch it badly. Master likes to drink this pot of fish soup stewed."

Mo Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, let go of his hand in pain, and Jun Mo stretched out his hand and put the pot into the ring.

Lin Xiao's brows frowned: "I just smashed someone."

Jun Mo smiled quickly: "The disciple smashed it with the bottom of the pot. When it landed on the ground, the bottom of the pot was facing downwards without any dirt."

Lin Xiao said: "...It doesn't matter, I've long been fasting."

Jun Mo knew that Lin Xiao didn't care about fasting. His master liked to eat something and was extremely picky. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have to work hard to learn these things, and he also specially created a set of utensils.

Seeing that Lin Xiao had a little unwillingness in his eyes and was unwilling to brush his kindness, Jun Mo's heart was almost soft and watery, and he immediately changed his mouth: "Master said that the food cannot be used like this, it is because the disciple was not considering it well. Some other things were pouring out. Why would you better temper your uncles' weapons? What did Master say?"

Lin Xiao's expression relaxed a little, he nodded, and his eyes showed a little softness.

Jun Mo held back his laughter and whispered: "I'll find a better one for my master. Although this black star black iron can remove impurities, it is not as good as the gold crystal mine. I happened to find some some time ago. My disciple found a better one for my master."

Lin Xiao felt a sense of irony in his heart, and he looked at him a little more pleasantly. He also exposed the fact that this thing was deliberately holding his waist along the way.

Jun Mo looked at his stern face and nodded seriously. He obviously looked cold and indifferent, but somehow he just felt very cute, his fingers were itchy, and he wanted to hold someone in his arms and rub them carefully. Unfortunately, he didn't dare to do so now.

This guy has now completed the daily task of pleasing his master. Regardless of whether his conversation was about to blind everyone's ears, he glanced sideways at Mo Xiaobai's emotions, and calmed down because of the intentional neglect of the two, then he looked at Mo Xiaobai and asked, "What are you doing?"

Seeing that Mo Xiaobai didn't say anything, he didn't force him to ask, but scanned the other junior brothers' appearance and guessed a * point: "Are you going to run away from home?"

Mo Xiaobai's fist, which was placed on the side of his legs, tightened, as if he could poke a hole in his palm with his fingertips. He took a deep breath and knelt in front of Lin Xiao with a thud: "Master, I... I have no choice. Only when I leave can the uncle not be embarrassed by them!"

His boy's clear voice was filled with a tremolo, and he seemed to want to cry loudly, but he held it tightly.
Chapter completed!