Immortal Soaring Blade

His feet just made a sound on the wooden stairs, and he was also beating Zhao Jiuge's uneasy mood. Although he had entered the building and finally came to his dream school, he still felt nervous and excited.

After turning the corner of the stairs and stepping a few steps, a light appeared in Zhao Jiuge's eyes. The pattern of the second floor was similar to that of the first floor. However, the hall on the second floor was full of people, which was noisy. After careful observation, it could be found that the crowd on the second floor, or more or less, showed some fluctuation of aura.

Zhao Jiuge continued to walk toward the third floor without looking back. He remembered the words of the middle-aged man downstairs just now. Zhao Jiuge cherishes this opportunity inexplicably. He is afraid that his little action will delay such a good training opportunity.

"Wow, who is this? It's on the third floor."

"Yes, we've all moved to the blood realm, and we're only on the second floor. Xuantian Jianmen's disciples only accept the cultivation below the foundation level. Is it a spiritual realm again?"

"It must be. Didn't you see that those who went up just now have extraordinary momentum. I really want to see how the third floor is different."

"Hum, there is nothing to be proud of. Take your time and look forward to the future. Practice is not quick at the moment. It's only the beginning now. They should not be complacent too soon."

As Zhao Jiuge stepped on the third floor, the crowd on the second floor immediately began to chatter. They looked at Zhao Jiuge's back and looked different.

The third floor.

The same pattern, but different people.

The most attractive one was the white robe with a tender but cruel face. At this time, his hands stood upright and looked out of the window. He heard someone going upstairs. He turned around gracefully and his eyes focused on the stairway. When he found that the visitor was not from Xuantian Jianmen, his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled and he looked at Zhao Jiuge carefully.

The same elegant face, but less a tender, more strong, there is no cruel color between the eyebrows, but more than a trace of affinity, but when he found that the spiritual power fluctuation is not as good as his own, white Mo Dun wrote arrogance on his face, inexplicably full of hostility to Zhao Jiuge.

While Bai Zimo looks at Zhao Jiuge, Zhao Jiuge just sweeps by and doesn't even see Bai Zimo. There are three figures in the room, two men and one woman.

Zhao Jiuge was the first to look at the young girl. Although she was beautiful and charming, she had been with Su Su Su for a long time. She had no other feelings about the girl. She just looked at the girl gently and did not have a fully developed body, but her skin was white and tender, Unexpectedly, his face turned red and he pretended to look away.

The other two men, a thin and short man with a wretched face, were staring at the girl's chest and swallowing saliva from time to time. Even when Zhao Jiuge came up, he still did not twist to look at Zhao Jiuge, or staring at the immature breast.

The other one is chubby and looks like a meat ball. His small eyes are smiling at Zhao Jiuge. When he sits on the chair, his flesh is crowded into a strip of fat. Zhao Jiuge is very fond of it, because it gives people a simple and lovely feeling.

When the fat man found Zhao Jiuge, his eyes were shining. Zhao Jiuge felt that the fat man looked at his eyes at this time, as if that wretched young man looked at the girl's chest, which made Zhao Jiuge a little uncomfortable, and his steps on his legs were somewhat frivolous.

"Ha ha, there's another one. He's a cool guy." The voice is full of smile, from the flesh of the face upload, the right hand also slightly raised, toward Zhao Jiuge recruitment.

Zhao Jiuge chuckled implicitly and nodded his head, but he didn't know what to say. Since he came out of the mountain, he met some people of the Mo family in Dongyang City, and later Su Su. Zhao Jiuge gradually changed. If the night when he met Prajna in the cold water pool made Zhao Jiuge change his mind, his character changed after he met Su Su Su.

From the confusion of setting foot on the road of Xiuxian to firmness and determination of the original intention, and then the shy and introverted personality gradually changed into a cheerful and talkative one. Everything is changing with time.

Time is a good thing.

See Zhao Jiuge did not speak, the little fat man and warm smile, the flesh on his face a shake a shake of "my name is Wang million, what's your name." Finish saying a face curiously stare at Zhao Jiuge.

"Zhao Jiuge." Tightly pursed his lips, Zhao Jiuge forced to endure his inner smile, Wang million, the name let Zhao Jiuge almost smile spray. When he said his name, the obscene teenager finally reacted, found the arrival of Zhao Jiuge, as always with the expression of color fans.

Even the girl, who was a girl of Laurie, came to several people in front of her. Her face was slightly red and she was listening to the conversation of several teenagers. However, Bai Zimo saw that several people gathered together, and looked out of the window with a cold hum and twist. She looked out of the window with naked disdain, standing far away from the bed, as if she didn't want to join in with some of them."Hey, my name is Luo Xie. I'm single since the 15th of this year. I've been single for three acres of farmland. The poor people ask for a spouse." Finish saying at the same time, Yu Guang is still looking at the girl, smile up to give people the feeling is still so obscene.

The girl next to see several introduced themselves, hesitated for a moment, and bravely said, "my name is Liu Ying'er." The face is slightly red, the voice is small pitiful, if not Zhao Jiuge listen carefully, do not know what she is saying.

Hearing the words of Liu Ying'er's lips and teeth, Luo Xie's obscene youth's eyes became brighter.

"Ha ha, I'm so glad to meet you. Unlike some people, hum, I'll pack the spirit stone for cultivation when I enter Xuantian sword gate." Wang wanwan's heroic laugh, and said that he looked at the white ink beside the bed in the distance, and the corners of his mouth showed his disdain for him.

Zhao Jiuge's heart is a little sad. Looking at the three and a half exotic flowers in front of him, Wang wanwan looks at his clothes and bold words. His family background should be good, but he has no childish frame at all. Like a child, there is no city government. Besides, the spiritual stones that can say cultivation contain such words. His family is not a general family background.

You should know that the spirit stone is a necessity in the later period of cultivation. No matter how to practice martial arts or make decisions, you can't do without the spirit stone. At the same time, the spirit stone is also a general product. At this time, Zhao Jiuge remembered that he still had two thousand spirit stones given to him by Mo Longjie.

Liu Ying'er, a coquettish and shy girl who seems to be going out of the water, has not found much about this girl for the time being, and Zhao Jiuge has not seen it much. I believe that if she can really enter the gate of Xuantian sword, she will get to know her later.

The last one Luo Xie, although she is addicted to sex, should be a straightforward and flowery person. She is a bit obscene. I don't know whether she looks like this or acts like this. She doesn't talk much when she meets for the first time. This is just the first impression that others give to Zhao Jiuge.

As for the last half is Bai Zimo. This kind of person has already been classified as "not to be made" in Zhao Jiuge's heart. He is arrogant and arrogant, too cruel and not suitable for being friends.

You should have made more friends on the way to cultivate immortals, and no one would like to make friends with those who are not good at heart and conduct, because you will not know whether he will give you a knife behind your back when you encounter exciting treasures in adventure or adventure. Cultivating immortals requires not only perseverance, talent, but also opportunities There are many mysterious objects to help yourself.

However, for Zhao Jiuge's personality formed in the environment of his childhood, he would not take the initiative to make friends with or flatter people. If it were not for the simple change, perhaps Zhao Jiuge was more reticent, not indifferent by nature, just because he did not know how to communicate with others better. We should know that Zhao Jiuge was only accompanied by the one who was respected when he was a child the elderly.

For a time, let a few young girls from all over the country talk together, and slowly get acquainted with each other, talking and laughing. But Bai Zimo, who is standing with his hands behind his back, is not a taste in his heart. He is so proud that he is ignored by others. He wants to be with others, but he will not lower his head. In his mind, he will wait and see after entering the Xuantian sword gate. One day you will come Will come to me.

"Dong Dong Dong..."

In the happy exchange of people, talking about their own things and life, the wooden stairs think of the sound, several people subconsciously turn their heads to look at the stairway, and even the proud and aloof baizimo looks back.

First of all, it was a charming face. When Luo Shuo was staring at his eyes and gulping down his saliva, he saw the man with a coquettish face coming up. He was dressed in a Chinese ink robe, embroidered with gold lace on his chest and cuffs, dressed in a man's dress, and holding a jade fan in his hand, his brilliance was revealed.

This contrast made Luo Xie disappointed. Originally, she thought she was a beautiful woman. Seeing the men's clothes, she immediately lost her sexual interest and depressed her face. Instead of going to see the charming young man, she continued to look at Xiao He and showed her sharp chest.

Even Zhao Jiuge was surprised that there were still such charming men in the world, who were more beautiful than women, just like the characters in the picture.

When people looked at the young man, he was also looking at the people in the hall on the third floor curiously. After a slight glance, he saw Bai Zimo who was alone and Zhao Jiuge who were together with several people. He hesitated for a moment, and walked towards several people, but did not go to Bai Zimo.

"I am Mu Zijun. It's a great honor to enter Xuantian Jianmen with you." Holding the jade fan, holding fists with both hands, the body slightly bent, and a faint smile on his face.

This is a white and delicate face, a long black hair, because bent down and some of the brush, coupled with a beautiful smile, modest words, let a few people have a good impression, the most Mu Zijun impression is good.

Only Zhao Jiuge murmured in his heart, how could the children of many prominent families look at the fan in his hand, which is not an ordinary magic weapon.

Because the appearance of Mu Zijun interrupted the conversation, several people had to introduce themselves. Mu Zijun was also very involved in this small group. Everyone was happy to talk and laugh. If someone looked at Bai Zimo at this time, he would find that Bai Zimo's chest facing the window was slightly fluctuating, which was the anger brought by being ignored. He was born noble from a young age It's all around him. When was he so indifferent.