Volume 2 Whose Era Chapter 4: Little Taoist Friend, You Have a Future

The dazzling light seemed extremely blinding in the darkness. Three sword lights stopped in the sky. The three cultivators who came flying on swords had cold faces, looking down at the people below who were celebrating the New Year happily just a second ago.
call!
The sword wind created a strong wind in the entire square, and three people flew down on their swords and stood in the square.
"Why? Everyone is acting like someone has died in the family and they don't welcome us ."
The cultivator in the lead had a bad tone, was slightly fat, had a round face and small eyes, and a head that was disproportionate to his body. However, there was a cruel light flashing in his small eyes.
King Liang was a little flustered and couldn't help but glance at the two priests.
However, only two worshippers stood up and bowed respectfully, saying:
"Zhang Ming and Hua An meet you, senior ."
As cultivators, they had already seen that the three people in front of them had at least the eighth level of Qi Condensation cultivation, and it would be easy for them to kill the two of them in seconds.
And this leading cultivator had a special aura in his condensed Qi and true energy, which was clearly the legendary sign of him about to build his foundation.
Half a step to building the foundation, the two men thought of this word, and were shocked. How dare they be negligent, and hurriedly greeted.
Even the offerings were so respectful, King Liang was even more flustered, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him:
"I wonder what advice the three Immortals have for you."
"Are you the mortal king here?" The big-headed cultivator glanced sideways. King Liang was wearing a dragon robe and was very easy to recognize.
"I am." King Liang tried his best to keep his voice neither loud nor humble, retaining the king's bearing to the greatest extent possible in front of the people.
Bang!
Without any warning, the big-headed cultivator slapped King Liang in the face, knocking him to the ground.
"You are a mortal king, yet you dare to speak so freely in front of me? Do you think you can be on equal footing with me?"
The big-headed cultivator spoke in a stern voice.
King Liang lay on the ground, spitting out blood, his cheeks were swollen, and his hair was disheveled. He lowered his head and said nothing, but no one dared to help him.
"You two can get out of here now!" The big-headed cultivator scolded the two priests in the Sky Control Realm.
"Respect the decree of the elders!"
The two of them saluted respectfully and flew away without hesitation.
"No one here is allowed to leave."
"Light a lamp for me!" The big-headed cultivator's eyes were bloodshot and he shouted with his eyes wide open.
Click!
The four stone pillars regained their light.
The sudden light made people who had lost the psychological protection of darkness even more frightened.
The big-headed cultivator looked around.
His gaze suddenly stopped on Wang Chen, and then instantly moved to Chen Feifei beside him. His triangular eyes lit up, and he turned his head and spoke to the two fellow cultivators.
"Small countries in the mortal world do have some good stuff."
"I've told you before, brother, that you should combine work and rest in your cultivation. We, your fellow disciples, have already enjoyed it for many years." A short and thin cultivator said with a sly look in his eyes.
As he spoke, he glanced at the crowd, fixed his eyes on a pretty woman and pointed at her.
“Come here!”
The woman's face was full of fear, but the people on both sides automatically parted like the tide, isolating her.
She looked around in horror, but received no response.
The short and thin cultivator's face darkened, and a light green flying sword suddenly rose up behind him.
Buzz!
The sword shot out and pierced in front of the woman, sinking deeply into the hard ground, causing the crowd to exclaim.
After a moment of silence, a voice was heard from the crowd.
"Hurry over there." A young man shouted from the side.
"The immortal is calling you!" said a middle-aged woman.
"Don't kill everyone!" an old man said earnestly.
The woman shed two lines of tears and walked forward slowly.
The short and thin cultivator reached out his hand and pulled her over.
How great is the power of cultivators.
With a bang, she was pulled to the table that was originally used by both parties of the Qinglian Society and fell on the table.
The four scholars from Lianghua Academy behind him were so frightened that they all made way.
The short and thin cultivator reached out and grabbed her neck, pressing her down on the long wooden table, with her upper body leaning back against the table. This posture was extremely embarrassing, and her tears flowed all over the table. The short and thin cultivator's intentions were already self-evident.
The cultivator grinned grimly, while his other hand reached towards his waist.
"Are you just going to watch like that?"
There seemed to be sounds of argument coming from the crowd. The round-faced cultivator frowned and looked towards the source of the sound.
This glance was like an invisible force, and the crowds of people parted ways as if avoiding snakes and scorpions.
It was revealed that one of the arguing couples was actually Lin Ruolan and her cultivator boyfriend.
Seeing the crowd disperse, Lin Ruolan was not afraid at all and stared at her boyfriend angrily.
"Aren't you an immortal? Are you just going to watch those evil immortals do evil?"
"Don't say that anymore." His boyfriend blushed and looked at the three cultivators with an awkward smile.
"Oh? There is another fellow Taoist. What is your name, little fellow Taoist?" The other cultivator who had been silent until now, in a gray robe and a black face, asked in surprise.
He saw at a glance that this young cultivator was only at the fourth level of Qi Condensation, and could only control objects. Calling him "fellow Taoist" was just a teasing.
The young male cultivator blushed and bowed.
"I am Xu Ming from the Sanhua Gang. Nice to meet you three seniors."
"So you are from the Sanhua Clan. We are from the Red Sword Clan. Actually, we have some friendship with your Clan Leader. I remember that he served tea and water to my senior brother last time."
"For the sake of your leader, please leave."
It turned out to be someone from the sect, even Xu Minghan came down.
In the world of cultivation, one school is worth a hundred gangs, and this is not just a casual statement.
"Thank you, three seniors. Thank you!" Xu Ming felt as if he had been pardoned. He bowed repeatedly and pulled Lin Ruolan to leave.
"Wait!" the black-faced cultivator called out, "You can go, but the woman stays."
"This..." Xu Ming hesitated.
"How about this, I think this girl is pretty good, bring her here and let my eldest brother take a look and see if he likes her."
The black-faced cultivator laughed.
Giving away his girlfriend in public was beyond his limit. Xu Ming buried his head, struggling in his heart.
Finally, he pulled Lin Ruolan and walked towards the three people.
Lin Ruolan's expression suddenly turned as cold as death.
"Go!" Seeing that Lin Ruolan didn't move and was staring at him with eyes as cold as death, Xu Ming shouted with a red face.
With a burst of true strength, his hands were like iron clamps, dragging the staggering Lin Ruolan towards the center.
"Hahaha." Seeing this, the three cultivators laughed together.
"Stand still." Xu Ming seemed to have broken through his own moral barriers and threw Lin Ruolan hard.
He was tall, and standing there, a head taller than the tallest black-faced cultivator among the three. However, the fawning smile on his face was humble to the core.
Staggering, Lin Ruolan stood firmly between the three people. Her eyes were as cold as ice, but they never left Xu Ming.
It was a look of despair and resentment.
"That's right, little Taoist friend, you have a bright future. Come to my Red Sword Sect and the three of us will take you flying."
"Thank you, three seniors." Xu Ming was overjoyed and thanked them repeatedly.
"I won't disturb the three seniors." He smiled coquettishly and ran away tactfully.
It was a tall figure, and he ran very fast.
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