Legend of Swordsman - #4851 - Chapter 4851

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After sitting in the hall, following the words of Jian Wushuang, Wei Liujia quickly realized that he was recuperating. He wanted to remove the injuries in the immortal physique in the shortest possible time to avoid leaving cracks.

However, Zhao Ting looked quite uncomfortable and looked awkward.

Looking at her uncomfortableness, Jian Wushuang quickly said, “If you are not accustomed to staying here, you can leave at any time, and I will not block it.”

Zhao Ting hearing this, hook the head, “I don’t mean that, I have nowhere to go now. If it wasn’t you who rescued me, I’m afraid I’m already dead, just…”

“Are you worried that Xiaodijun will discover your identity?” Jian Wushuang asked.

She ordered nodded. “A few years ago, as a heaven official, I went to the Celestial Court with the Young Master to feast, and I met with all the emperors. Now I want to come, Young Master Yan Ji May recognize me.”

“It’s a bit troublesome, I’m afraid you can only continue to transform and change your face.”

She sighed slightly, “This can only be done.”

Just when they were in the conversation, the three streams of light crossed the clouds and rushed into the silent great hall.

The leader one is Yan Xian, with a sturdy body, like a towering divine peak, and his tough face is dancing at the moment.

“Brother Brother Jian, I didn’t think you would come back so soon, it seems that you haven’t even been in ten years!”

The next two figures, one with a refined appearance and a gentle and gentle face.

Although the other figure is quite handsome and elegant, the decayed posture is extremely mixed.

Three figures, three Yanxian.

At the same time, they arched their hands, their eyes showing excitement, “Brother Jian Brother, Brother Jian, sword big brother.”

Jian Wushuang has also left the seat long ago, said with a slight smile, “I want to congratulate you too, and each has changed a lot.”

The three of them looked at each other and then laughed.

Chen Qingmei flirted with dancing, “Brother Brother Jian, you don’t know, he took the pill as a jelly bean all day long, and it’s a strange thing not to break through to Yanxian.”

“Brother Chen, you’re so embarrassed to say, who nearly choked over 60 bite pills at once?” Chunqiu teased.

Cui Jing also received the voice at the right time, “If I and Brother Chun help me, I am afraid you will be perfectioned, right?”

Chen Qing’s face turned red, “Hugh wants to fart, I was just in a hurry to control the quality…”

The originally quiet great hall, with these three living treasures, is now a lot more lively.

After waiting for a while to laugh at each other, Chen Qingcai first noticed that in addition to Di Qing, there were two figures sitting in the hall.

“These two are?” Chen Qing asked.

Jian Wushuang said, “They were brought back from Damitian and lived in this little lonely place for the time being.”

Getting up from the sit-up, Wei Liujia hurriedly arched his hands, “Loose Immortal under the name, Wei Liujia.”

Zhao Ting didn’t speak, but just sat in the nodded place.

Chen Qing, Chunqiu and Cui Jing all converged and smiled. They naturally heard that Da Mi Tian was the site of Young Master’s correction.

Afterwards, Chen Qing was about to pull Jian Wushuang to remind him that one Yan Xian came out of the air and entered the palace.

“Master Sword, Little Emperor, please invite you and the other six subjects to a feast today to catch the wind and dust for you. Please take a break and go to Dagutian.”

After speaking, Na Yanxian retired on his own.

Jian Wushuang brows slightly wrinkle. Obviously, after he entered these six days, the little emperor already knew it, and even he brought a few people back.

“Be prepared, let’s go to the banquet together after a short break.”

“Can I not go?” Zhao Ting asked.

“If you don’t want to cause doubt, it’s best to go with you.”

……

Along with the rise of the fairy cloud, headed by Jian Wushuang, a total of seven figures came to Heavenly Palace, the little emperor’s heaven.

“Master Sword, Little Emperor has been waiting for a long time.” From the side of the hall, the thin purple robe Yanxian calmly said.

Jian Wushuang ordered nodded and entered the hall first.

“Brother Jian, long time no see,” the little emperor in a luxurious costume greeted him with a light smile, “please sit down at will.”

Heavenly Palace is huge, and every Yanxian present here has his own thoughts.

Diqing doesn’t have a cold for Xiaodijun. He sits quietly beside Jian Wushuang and closes his eyes to refresh himself.

Although Spring and Autumn looks calm, the hatred deep in her eyes is strong.

Cui Jing converged with a mixed breath and looked nervous.

Wei Liujia was also quite nervous, turning his head sideways intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhao Ting, who had turned his face into a face, seemed quite calm, and seemed to be a real guest.

Chen Qing is still careless, “Little Emperor, we haven’t seen it in a few days, and we will not be drunk today.”

The little emperor sitting on the head laughed, “Well, it happened that Brother Jian also returned from Damitian. Today we will not be drunk.”

The atmosphere has softened, and the Heavenly Palace has begun to strategize.

“Yes, Brother Jian, you came back from the sky, did you find that thing?”

With the wine glass, the little emperor came to Jian Wushuang and sat down to ask.

He shook the head, “I didn’t find it, I’m afraid it will be hard to find in the future.”

“This thing is in a hurry, maybe you will be able to come to you soon, maybe.” Xiao Dijun said, drinking all the wine from the glass, “Let’s talk about what happened to Damitian .”

Jian Wushuang looked towards him, and he was informed of everything that happened in the next day.

When I heard that Da Mitian was almost destroyed, the forces of Young Master’s correction were almost completely destroyed. There was a smile in the eyes of the little emperor, but it quickly passed away.

“This is indeed good news for me, many thanks Brother Jian.” He said with a smile, “This drink, let’s drink together.”

After drinking the glass of wine again, the little emperor got up, waved his palm, and a real sword fell into his hands.

“Brother Jian, your Sword Dao will soon be consummated, even if it is only one line away from Sword Immortal, how about let’s talk about it today?”

He said, throwing the real sword to Jian Wushuang.

“Really?”

“Of course, but I still need Brother Jian show mercy.”

After a simple conversation, Jian Wushuang held a real sword and was opposed to Xiaodijun.