Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4855: Fairyland to make

Everything is incredible.

It’s dreamlike, but it’s so extreme that it makes Jian Wushuang unable to believe which side is the reality.

"It turns out, I really haven't left..."

Looking at the real scene in front of him, he realized in a trance that when he was talking with the black robe in the cloud, there were not a few people around him.

"Is it the jade head's eyes that dragged me into that illusion." Jian Wushuang pondered, reaching for the front and the crystal cover sinking and disappearing.

The soft touch comes from the tip of your finger, and it also conveys a dead silence without the breath of life.

"I lived in Yang from the east..."

He whispered softly, just six words, as clear as it was engraved in his mind.

What kind of person would be the black robe in the illusion, and why would he say that to him?

Is it Xuanzai, or is it sent by Lao Zun to warn?

Jian Wushuang's intentions move, the more this is, the closer he feels to the truth.

You must be right when you come to Dayanhuan! Everything will be learned here.

He stretched out his hand and retrieved the jade head without any vitality, and after putting it carefully in the bowl of Yang bottle, he was relieved.

Within just a few years, he was unconsciously caught in two ridiculous dreams, which made him more cautious.

The first time was in the midst of a big day, and was dragged into a strange fantasy world inexplicably. The second time just happened. Both scenes are extremely real, as if they are foreshadowing something.

Everything seems to have nothing to do with it, but it is like a prison cage, shrouded in layers.

After doing all of this, Jian Wushuang, with the names of Qing Qing, Zhao Ting, and Wei Liujia, left the Van Gou Wushuang Auction House. Chunqiu and Cui Jing stayed to check the auction house’s income.

The celestial realm where the Wan Gu Wushuang auction house is located originally had a famous name called Zhijing, which belonged to a celestial jurisdiction that included seven celestial realms.

This Tianzong is named Immortal Territory. Although it is not a top force in the vast expanse of the vast domain, it is also a hegemony.

In the feast of the heavenly court, there was a Fujie Yanxian holding a dust, and then died in the hands of Jianwushuang and Xiaodijun, who was a distinguished elder in that fairyland.

It is even more rumored that Zhang Tian, ​​the master of his fairyland, is likely to break through to Dayanxian in several years.

As a result, the power of Immortal Territory has developed in a gentle upward trend, and there have even been a lot of frictions with the six emperor realms of Little Emperor.

From the auction house back to the small orphaned world in the six-day realm, Jian Wushuang hurriedly took the jade head taken out of the bowl and placed it on the desktop to check it, trying to find some clues.

After that, Chen Qing also returned to Xiao Gutian, his face full of joy, carrying a bag of cloth in his hand.

"Brother Sword, look at what I brought you back." He grinned and placed the bag in his hand on the case in front of Jian Wu.

"This is?" Jian Wushuang looked at him.

Chen Qing smiled secretly, and then opened the cloth bag, revealing a disheveled hair, his eyes no longer any shiny head.

Jian Wushuang raised his eyebrows, already recognizing this head, the guy who hit him in the previous Van Gou Wushuang auction house.

"You killed?"

"I didn’t kill it, it was Xiaodijun who beheaded him personally," Chen Qing scratched his head. "Xiaodijun said that to humiliate you is to humiliate him, so he cut off his head and sent it to the sword brothers. Indemnify."

Jian Wushuang sighed secretly, and he understood that although this kid was flying, he was not enough to kill.

But the little emperor took this opportunity to send him directly after the killing. In fact, he paid for the crime not long ago.

This kid died unjustly.

Finally, after glancing at his dead head, Jian Wushuang waved it to Chen Qing’s hands, "Got it, find a mountain forest to bury him."

Chen Qing nodded, then turned and flew out of the hall.

Di Qing then sat down and watched him playfully, "It looks like the little emperor is treating you well."

"It's just a normal relationship." Jian Wushuang said softly.

Dingqing no longer speaks much, looking for a place to sleep with his head up.

The battle between Da Mi Tian and Chang Fu made him lose a real life. Both his strength and state fell a lot, and before the full recovery, Di Qing will be in a weak state.

He had only nine lives, but now there are only seven left.

Jian Wushuang still feels his loneliness and disappointment even though Yi Qing didn't show it.

Time is passing slowly.

Several days later, a messenger suddenly came to the little emperor’s heavenly palace.

The messenger wore a green robe and depicted a fairy with gold wire on his chest. The situation was quite extraordinary.

He came to the Tiangong and met the little emperor, his face was neither humble nor overbearing.

"His Royal Highness, Zhang Shen, the son of Heavenly Sect of the Immortal Territory, was invited to the Wan Gu Wushuang Auction House half a month ago. It has been half a month now. , Also let me wait to go back and have an account with the suzerain."

Lazy lying on the Chinese bed, Xiaodijun glanced at him sideways, and then waved his palm, "Hurry, a little son of Tianzong, how do I know where he is."

The Qingpao messenger looked calm and said, "His Royal Highness must know that no one knows that the ancient auction house was established by His Royal Highness. Zhang Shen’s jurisdiction disappeared, and it must be related."

Little Emperor Wen Yan said, slowly sitting up from the Hua bed, his eyes gradually becoming cold, "What if the auction house is now planning to enter my jurisdiction? Do you think I will remember the names of some cats and dogs?"

The face of the Qingpao messenger changed slightly, and a humiliating anger flashed in his eyes, "His Royal Highness, Zhang Shen is the son of the Celestial Sect of the Immortal Realm, not a cat or a dog. Please also ask your Royal Highness to check it and let me go back to the mission."

"Are you threatening me?"

The little emperor stood up, surging with extreme strength, and the indescribable coercion made the emperor of the green robe directly kneel in the temple with a thud.

The humiliation was even worse in his eyes, but he did not dare to reveal it, "No, it’s just that Sect Master Aiko is eager. If I don’t see Zhang Shen again, I am afraid I will do something."

"Do something? Do you want to be a dog for Da Mitian, or do you want to stand against this seat?"

Little Emperor slowly came to him, the sneer in his eyes was even worse, "Do you think a small fairy domain Tianzong can put pressure on this seat?"

"Why don’t you tell me that he is the one who personally beheaded, and his head was also cut off, why do you immortal Tianzong?"

The green robe messenger shuddered, his face suddenly pale, and he couldn't believe his head and looked at the little emperor in disbelief.