Chapter 68

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In the evening, Jian Ai first took a bath, and then tidy up the living room before stopping to turn on the TV.

There is a popular idol drama on TV. The overbearing president falls in love with the vulgar plot of Cinderella. Jane Ai washes an apple and sits on the sofa to watch it boringly.

Not long after, drowsiness struck, Jian Ai almost fell asleep in a daze, and a knock on the door suddenly came at this time.

I got up and looked up at the time, it was half past ten in the evening. Jian Ai frowned, who would knock on the door at this time?

Without thinking any further, Jian Ai got up and walked to the door and opened it, but she saw nothing outside the door. It's just that Jian Ai hasn't had time to murmur, but the whole person is agitated...

"Uh..." Jian Ai exclaimed, her body quickly bounced back, and a heart almost jumped out in fright.

At the door, a silver-haired man in a suit clenched his right hand and placed his fist on his left chest. His head was slightly low, and his face was buried in the shadows, making it difficult to see his face. The reason why Jian Ai opened the door was the first time he didn't see him. , because he was kneeling on one knee at this time, half-kneeling outside the door.

what the hell?

At this time, it was dark night, and Jian Ai almost thought she had seen a ghost. Her heart beat faster and faster. Jian Ai looked at the person kneeling at the door with a respectful attitude and said tentatively, "You... who are you?"

Even if she has experienced rebirth, she still has her mind in her body after rebirth, but suddenly faced with this situation, Jian Ai still cannot calm down. What's more, the sudden appearance of this person, and this month when the black wind is high, is really strange.

At this time, the silver-haired man kept his kneeling posture, but he said, "Under the Xianxianmen, the twelve guards of Xianxian, the prophet Baiday, pay tribute to the door master!"

Clam?

Jane Ai stood on the spot, wearing Cherry Maruko's pajamas, holding the remote control in her hand, listening to the man in front of her with a question mark on her face.

What twelve what Wei? What gatekeeper?

and many more……

Jian Ai's expression paused, and she suddenly grasped the key point in the other party's mouth, abandoning the Immortal Sect!

Isn't his own mentality the same as Shexianmen's mentality?

Her thoughts quickly returned to the cage, Jian Ai's eyes were full of vigilance, she frowned, and asked cautiously, "You just said...you belong to the Xianmen Sect?"

No wonder Jian Ai was so suspicious, She Xianmen was a secret to her, and she once thought that she was the only one in the world who knew She Xianmen, because in the dream of absorbing the mind at that time, the words in the dream were still fresh in her memory, Shexianmen is an ancient sect, with a history of thousands of years, and she can't believe that besides herself, in 2002 today, there are other people under Shexianmen!

The daytime is still motionless, and the clear voice carries respect that cannot be ignored: "Back to the door master, below is one of the twelve guards under the Shexianmen, the prophet daytime. I feel your call and come to give orders."

"Wait..." Jian Ai was a little stunned. Looking at the man's temperament and attitude, plus what he said, Jian Ai seemed to believe him three points. She had never heard of the Twelve Guards, and the man also said that he was one of the Twelve Guards, that is to say, besides him, there were eleven other people? !

The most important thing is that Jian Ai said with a smile, "When did I call you?"

Are you a Pokemon?

"Sect Master, please look at the position of your chest, and you will know that what your subordinates said is true." Seemingly knowing that Jian Ai did not fully believe in herself, she opened her mouth to remind him in the daytime.

When Jian Ai heard the words, she looked down almost subconsciously. Inside the loose pajamas, there was a circular totem glowing faintly on her left chest.

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