Ye Junlang had already reined in his Jiuyang Qi and blood, the Demon Saint Son didn't think about fighting against him, what he did just now was more of a temptation.

As for why he was so tempted, Ye Junlang didn't understand what the other party's intentions were.

Faced with the witch's invitation to drink, Ye Junlang seemed indifferent, but before he could respond, he had already sensed that a figure containing a terrifying aura of coercion was approaching.

When Ye Junlang turned around, he saw Mo Qing walking towards him.

As a powerhouse of the half-step Martial Saint Realm, Mo Qing did not deliberately release his own aura coercion, but his faintly surging demonic qi had already made Ye Junlang sense his strength and terror.

"Great Elder!"

The Demon Saint Son also shouted respectfully when he saw Mo Qing.

Even the unrestrained witch saw Mo Qing coming, her own temperament was a little restrained, but her beautiful eyes with their own style were still staring at Ye Junlang unscrupulously, and the spring love contained in her eyes was so strong that she couldn't dissolve.

Mo Qing grimaced, he looked at the Demon Saint Son coldly, and said in a deep voice, "What happened to you just now? I sensed your breath fluctuations. Who are you going to confront against? This is the land of the ghost doctor's predecessors, how can you be allowed to come casually. ”

The Demon Saint Son hurriedly said, "I was reckless just now. But it was just a small misunderstanding. I didn't do anything with this person. This is a pure place for the ghost doctor's predecessors, and as a junior, I have my own measure. ”

Mo Qing's face softened slightly, he looked at Ye Junlang, and said, "Please don't be surprised by this little friend. Little Sage he didn't mean to be offended. Just now, the old man sensed that Xiaoyou's own blood is strong, masculine and domineering, and his vision is extraordinary. But I don't know what Xiaoyou is called, which family sect does he come from?"

Ye Junlang could naturally see the singing and harmony between Mo Qing and the Demon Saint Son, and he said indifferently: "I'm not old enough to be a friend to you, so you don't have to call me a little friend." I'm not from the Ancient Martial Arts Realm, and I don't have much to do with you, so I don't need to say what I'm called. ”

As he spoke, Ye Junlang walked forward, preparing to sit aside and wait for the return of the blood slaughter.

Mo Qing's eyes flashed, he sneered, and said, "Young man, you still have to know how to maintain a humble heart when you go out. If you don't know what to do, you will inevitably suffer. ”

Ye Junlang had already walked to the stone table and sat down, and after hearing this, he smiled indifferently and said, "Is this a warning? How do I remember that this is the Ghost Doctor Valley and not the Demon Sect Holy Land?"

A cold glint flashed in Mo Qing's eyes, and when he was about to say something, he saw the ghost doctor and Bai Xian'er in the main house walking out.

Mo Qing immediately restrained his aura and expression, no matter how big he was, he still didn't dare to make a mistake here in the ghost doctor. Not to mention that he still has to ask for a ghost doctor, in addition to the ghost doctor's medical path, his own strength is also at the level of a saint, so he naturally doesn't dare to mess around in front of the ghost doctor.

The ghost doctor frowned when he saw Mo Qing, and said, "Elder Mo, the old man has already said that there is nothing you can do about what the old man asks for. Why don't you leave?"

Mo Qing stepped forward and said, "Ghost doctor senior, that senior said that there is still a request." I wonder if I can go into the main house and talk about it in detail?"

The ghost doctor frowned and muttered, "What kind of medicine does that old god stick sell in the gourd?"

"Okay, then you come in and tell me what's going on with the old god. The ghost doctor said impatiently.

Mo Qing nodded and immediately walked towards the house.

Bai Xian'er rolled her eyes, walked towards Ye Junlang, and also sat on a stone bench.

"What about your friend?" Bai Xian'er asked.

Ye Junlang glanced at the peach forest and said, "He is weighing and thinking about what choice to make. ”

Bai Xian'er nodded and said, "A situation like his, no matter who it is, is extremely difficult. It takes a lot of willpower to be able to do it. It is not easy to say that it is not easy to immediately let go of one's martial arts and wear out the aura that oneself has condensed through countless battles. ”

"yes. Empathy, if it were me, I would not be able to do it with confidence. Ye Junlang said.

While the two were talking, they smelled a wisp of incense wafting in, and in a blink of an eye, they saw the witch walking over with a generous smile, carrying a jar of wine in her hand.

The witch didn't seem to see anything at all, and after coming over, she sat directly on the other side of Ye Junlang, and she said with a smile: "It's better to be happy alone than to be happy." It's so boring to drink alone. So I'm going to drink with you. ”

"Wait a minute. I'll come when I go. ”

The witch spoke, got up and left, and returned a moment later, but there were more disposable cups and chopsticks in her hand, and a plate of fried crispy and oily peanuts.

Ye Junlang was a little dumbfounded, he didn't know where the witch got these things.

The witch poured wine into the cup, and it was a good wine, and you could smell it from the smell of it.

The witch put the glass of wine in front of Ye Junlang and Bai Xian'er, and she said with a smile, "How about a drink together?"

Ye Junlang was quite speechless, he had clearly refused several times, why did this woman take the initiative to come forward?

The witch looked at Ye Junlang indifferently, she glared at Ye Junlang with annoyance, and said, "Hey, I said that you are a big man, shouldn't you even dare to drink a glass of wine?" Or do you think that I am the holy daughter of the Demon Sect so I am disgusted?"

Ye Junlang's face was stunned, to be honest, if it weren't for the identity of a witch, he would still appreciate the character of a witch.

Looking at the unrestrained but also generous, hearty and straightforward, more importantly, this is still an extremely rare beauty, with a bewitching jade face that is enough to seduce the soul, but there is also a sexy figure that is enough to make people's blood rage.

On weekdays, if such a beautiful woman brings her own wine to invite her to have a drink, of course Ye Junlang will not refuse.

"A big man, why is he so stingy? He doesn't have a stomach at all, and he doesn't understand the amorous feelings. The witch grumbled again.

Ye Junlang couldn't stand it anymore, this woman couldn't drive away, the so-called reserve was definitely inappropriate to use on her.

Ye Junlang could only pick up the wine glass in front of him and drink it all in one gulp, and after drinking it, he found that the taste of this wine was indeed good.

"The wine has been drunk. Do you have anything else?" Ye Junlang asked.

The meaning of the words is already obvious, if the witch is fine, then don't bother him.

The witch giggled and said, "Can't I sit here if I'm fine?"

As she spoke, the witch looked at Bai Xian'er, her eyes were full of admiration, and she said, "Bai Xian'er, I've admired you for a long time." I heard that the fairy of the Bai family is not only as beautiful as a fairy, but also proficient in poetry, qin, calligraphy and painting, and Jing Taowei is not inferior to men, which is really enviable. ”

"That's just a name. But the witch has always done her own thing, living freely as she wants, which is what amazes me. ”

The white fairy spoke, her tone calm, but what she said was from her heart.