One Sword to Immortality

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Xu Li hasn't been to Yaohuai Street for a long time. In fact, he doesn't really like the atmosphere of Yaohuai Street. Although it has a special quiet atmosphere, antique, calm and lively, as long as he goes to Yaohuai Street, he will think about it. The most unpleasant episode in my life.

He suffered too much at the hands of Sun Bofang. Although he succeeded in killing Sun Bofang in the end, he still had a strong psychological shadow.

But Lin Ning, as a new generation, was extremely happy. She took Zhao Yanqin and Qu Lei and walked around the streets, looking very happy.

Bai Qiulian didn't really want to go shopping, so he stayed behind and stayed with Xu Zuo, casually chatting about interesting things.

After a while, he had the time to ask Bai Qiulian how he regained his normal figure. With his current cultivation level, even without the changes in the Dingxuan Mirror, it can be seen that Bai Qiulian still uses the body of the Yellow Turban Warrior, and his true body is still the same. In the life form of a little green dragon.

Bai Qiulian sighed and said: Of course I am asking my ancestors to help me make my body smaller. My cultivation is not enough to change the size of the Yellow Turban Warrior.

It's not far from Xixuan Dongtian to Beidou City. Bai Qiulian's round trip only takes a few hours, so Xu Xu felt relieved.

As the strength of the Yellow Turban Warriors increases, their body size will also increase, but if they reach the realm of a handsome man, they can change their size at will. Because Yellow Turban warriors are used as warriors, the art of transformation is not very necessary, so low-level Yellow Turban warriors do not have such abilities.

The body of Xu Xu's Yellow Turban Warrior is only at the level of Demon General, and it also belongs to a level that cannot be transformed yet.

Demon warrior-level yellow scarf warriors are only two or three meters tall. Their bodies vary depending on their strength, but most of them are no more than five meters tall. The Demon King-level Yellow Turban Rikishi is almost six to seven meters tall and can be called an Attack on Titan. When you reach the demon general level, you can grow to more than ten meters, like a legendary giant spirit.

The yellow scarf warriors who are above the Demon Commander level can change their size as desired. But the limit can be changed to more than 100 meters, which is not comparable to ordinary yellow scarf warriors.

Xu thought about it for a while, but still decided not to teach Bai Qiu the art of splitting demon species. After all, this kind of training is rare.

Xu Liao and Bai Qiulian watched Lin Ning happily walking up and down Yaohuai Street. The residents of Yaohuai Street are also very friendly to outsiders like them. After all, Zhao Yanqin is a resident of Yaohuai Street, and Xu Liu has also stayed in Yaohuai Street for a long time, so no one treats him as an outsider.

Xu Liao originally envied the atmosphere of Yaohuai Street, but after experiencing the Sun Bofang incident. As his mind gradually matured, he also understood that the living atmosphere of Yaohuai Street was just an illusion.

When Sun Bofang's family was killed, only two brothers were left. It is impossible for the residents of Yaohuai Street not to know that Zhao Yanqin's parents are both demon kings. There are still several demon kings hidden in Yaohuai Street. If they are willing to help, This tragedy will never happen.

The same goes for him. If the people on Yaohuai Street are willing to help, Sun Bofang will never threaten him to that extent. Although Granny Huai had taken action to expel the members of the four legions. But there was no resistance to what Sun Bofang did.

Xu was aware of this at that time, and never thought of seeking help from the residents of Yaohui Street, or even the Ten Thousand Yaoshui.

Everyone can see him being threatened by Sun Bofang every day. Sun Bofang has never concealed his behavior, but no one has ever shown it. His behavior is wrong, but he always behaves as a matter of course...

Although Xu Liao was not particularly smart, he knew that no one would help him.

It seems that many people know that it is useless to go to the police if they go to tourist areas, and they will even be treated more unfairly in return. At least a very small number of people cannot understand the reality clearly.

All in all...Xu Liao doesn't have a good impression of Yaohuai Street.

Of course he didn’t have much resentment!

After all, Zhao Yanqin also helped him. Zhao Yanqin's mother even helped his mother pull out the golden silkworm Gu at the end. These kindnesses will still be missed.

This is the kind of person who only matures. People with single-cell or infantile diseases cannot understand such complex emotions. They can only choose one of the two. If there are more complex questions, they will not be able to understand them.

Xu Liao and Bai Qiulian were wandering behind the three girls. Bai Qiulian seemed to know what he was thinking. Pointing to a very ordinary courtyard, he said, That's the Sun family's old house, which has been occupied by others.

Xu Zuo was slightly shocked and asked, Are brothers Sun Bofang and Sun Zhonghu living at home?

Bai Qiulian nodded and said: That's right! It's the home of Sun Bofang and Sun Zhonghu. Their whole family was killed, and only two brothers were left. They both worshiped the Changsheng Sect and are not considered monsters of the Ten Thousand Demons Association. The old house was allocated to the new residents.”

Xu Luo knew that Bai Qiulian knew this because he must have done some investigation in private. The Bai family girls are considerate, although I don’t know if Xu Luo will be concerned about this matter anymore and what kind of opinions he has on this matter. attitude, but still made some preparations so that when Xu Rong remembered, he could help instantly.

Xu took a deep look at this ordinary courtyard and asked, Why didn't Sun Bofang come to trouble this family?

Bai Qiulian sighed and said, Because they are the descendants of Lord Xu Fuyuan and are backed by monsters at the level of demon gods. Even our Bai family will not provoke them, let alone the Sun family brothers.

Xu Lao was slightly shocked and asked unconfidently: Don't the descendants of Lord Xu Fuyuan also practice the method of killing demons and immortals?

Bai Qiulian smiled and said, No, Lord Xu Fuyuan has a special bloodline, and he doesn't want to pass it on, so what this family inherits is the bloodline of the maternal line, which is the inheritance of the Dihuang sheep.

Xu Liao knew about monsters like Dihuangyang. They were naturally good at the power of earth. They could travel thousands of miles underground like a snake. They could also control the Wutu Divine Thunder, and their combat effectiveness was quite strong.

Another characteristic of this race is that the males are very stylish and the females are very charming. Many monsters are willing to intermarry with the Yellow Goat clan. However, no matter what race they marry, 89% of the offspring will be Yellow Goats, and other bloodlines are excluded. Only Very few great demons can change this.

Xu shrugged his shoulders and couldn't help but say: Mr. Xu Fuyuan tastes quite strange!

Bai Qiulian chuckled and said: Mr. Xu Fuyuan has more than five hundred named concubines, and has given birth to more than a thousand descendants. He is a famous prodigal son in the monster world. It is only in the past few hundred years that he has restrained himself, and there has been no news. He has never had any scandals. Some people say that he wants to recharge his batteries and break through the realm in one fell swoop. Others say that he has witnessed the death of his beloved too many times, but there is nothing he can do about it, so he gave up ****. They The behavior of a series of big monsters is beyond our comprehension. (To be continued.)

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