As a daughter, she has the life of a white tiger, which is the biggest misfortune.

Therefore, Bai Xian'er said that she envied the witch's freewheeling and freedom.

As the fourth beauty on the rouge list, Bai Xian'er has also heard of some of her deeds, including some absurd things, and in general, the young generation in the ancient martial arts world has a bad opinion of witches.

In the general comments, the witch is defined as the kind of woman who is dissolute, regardless of her own image, indulges at will, and takes pleasure in hooking up with all kinds of men.

But these are just rumors, and their veracity remains to be studied.

Bai Xian'er is naturally not the kind of person who follows the crowd, just some one-sided rumors will make a conclusion on a person's coffin, then she is not the Bai family fairy who can rank second on the rouge list.

Of course, Bai Xian'er was not interested in studying whether the rumors about the witch were true, she felt that she should not have too much contact with the Tianjiao disciples of the Demon Sect.

Today's encounter with the Demon Saint Son and the Witch in the Valley of the Ghost Doctor was indeed quite surprising to her.

The witch smiled and said, "I have nothing to envy. Anyway, I know that my reputation in the ancient martial arts world is not good. However, the white fairy is beautiful and extraordinary, and she is like a fairy descending to earth, which is enviable. ”

Bai Xian'er smiled indifferently, if these false names could be given up and used to offset the backlash of the White Tiger Destiny, then she could make such a choice without hesitation.

She just wants to be an ordinary woman, able to live like ordinary people, and to be able to stay with her family for a long time.

"Maybe we all envy something that others have that we don't have. Bai Xian'er said.

"That's right. The witch smiled.

Ye Junlang looked at the Demon Saint Son who was sitting alone not far away, and then at the enchanting and moving witch, and couldn't help but speak: "If you continue to sit here, the Holy Son of your Demon Sect is afraid that he will come to trouble me again." I don't want to cause him some misunderstanding. ”

"What kind of person is this? People are chatting with the white fairy, are you going to drive people away?" the witch snorted, then her eyes rolled and said with a smile, "Hey, did you take the initiative to talk to me just now? Wow, people can't help but be overjoyed." ”

Ye Junlang was a little speechless, he already knew that the witch was actually the saint of the Demon Sect Holy Land, since she was called a saint, shouldn't she pay attention to her identity, just like the Purple Phoenix Saintess, who seemed holy and inviolable?

She's good, she doesn't care about these things at all, and she talks unrestrainedly, straightforwardly, without any cover-up. But it was so straightforward, even if Ye Junlang was a man, he felt a little embarrassed when he heard it.

"Hey, man, let's have another drink. The witch said, holding up her glass.

Ye Junlang did not refuse, and drank the wine glass as soon as he picked it up.

"I'm finally starting to look like a man. The witch said with a smile.

Ye Junlang didn't talk to him, and felt that he had nothing to say about the witch.

The witch looked at Bai Xian'er again and asked, "Bai Xian, you should know him very well, right? Could it be that he is also so taciturn on weekdays?

Bai Xian'er's face was stunned, and she couldn't help but say, if Ye Junlang couldn't speak in front of a woman, I'm afraid it would be unbelievable compared to a sow going up a tree.

"Maybe you're a human after all, that's why he sees you. Bai Xian'er said.

The witch rolled her eyes, laughed coquettishly, and said, "So he doesn't usually do this?"

"Hey, are you shy when you see me or what?" the witch looked at Ye Junlang and asked with interest.

Ye Junlang didn't respond to the witch's words, he saw the blood slaughter outside the peach forest coming over.

Ye Junlang said, "White Fairy, you sit down first." I'm going to see my friend. ”

With that, Ye Junlang stood up and walked towards the outside of the peach forest.

"Bloodslaughter, how did you think about it?"

Ye Junlang greeted the blood slaughter that came over and asked.

A hint of perseverance flashed in Blood Tu's eyes, and he said, "I've already thought about it, so I'll do what that senior said." If the dark wound in my body is not healed, I will not be able to comprehend a stronger martial art. It is indeed difficult for me to part with my killing qi and killing sword path by grinding my own killing qi, but since I was able to cultivate step by step at the beginning, even after grinding it out, I can still cultivate again. Perhaps, at that time, I will have a new understanding of my own sword, so as to achieve self-sublimation and further improve my own sword. ”

"It's good that you've decided. I believe that since you have made such a decision, you will definitely be able to succeed!" Ye Junlang said.

Blood Tu nodded, since he had made a decision, then he had to move forward in the direction of success, for the sake of the former peak, for the unwillingness in his heart, and for the sake of fighting and killing the gods again, he could only make such a choice.

"After making that choice, I'm going to disappear for a while. I have to go to some places alone to hone my will, go to some places to understand my state of mind, just like an ordinary person. If I don't show up again, you don't have to worry about it, it means that I have failed, I have not been able to achieve self-nirvana, and if one day, the bloody knife in my hand reappears, it will be when I return. Blood Tu looked at Ye Junlang and said seriously.

Ye Junlang's face was stunned, he could understand the blood slaughter.

A strong man like Blood Slaughter also has his own self-esteem and arrogance, if he fails, it means that his sword path is in vain, and the blood knife in his hand can no longer kill the enemy, then he will not reappear.

He doesn't need sympathetic glances.

"I can understand you. No matter what the end result is, you will always be my best brother. Ye Junlang said.

A rare smile appeared on Blood Slaughter's hideous face, and he said, "During this time, I will no longer be able to fight side by side with you. This has to be said to be a pity. The ghost army soldiers I brought over, I ask you to take care of them. ”

"Don't worry, the Ghost Army warriors are my brothers, just like the Old One's Army soldiers. Ye Junlang said.

"Okay!" Blood Slaughter nodded, he raised his head, a glint in his eyes, and said slowly, "I also hope that one day, the Blood Knife can reappear and fight the dark world with you again." ”

"Hahaha, in fact, I have always believed that there will be such a day. Not for anything else, just because you are a bloody slaughter, the only killer king!"

Ye Junlang laughed loudly.

At the end, Ye Junlang said: "The ghost doctor is still meeting with guests. When the ghost doctor is done, I will take you to see the ghost doctor, inform you of your decision, and then see how the ghost doctor takes healing methods. ”

"Good!"

Bloodslaughter nodded.