The hall master is the hall master of the Demon Hunting Hall, and she is also a pivotal figure in the Dao Court.

The hall master bathed in the cold moonlight, and waited for an unknown amount of time, and the three of them seemed to have evaporated from the world.

She looked around at the "shocking" Tibetan Sword Peak, with only a few bamboo houses, and you can see it in a few steps. It stands to reason that in such a place, you don't feel the slightest oppression or danger.

But an hour seemed like half a century long, which made her a little uneasy to stand.

The three subordinates didn't wait, but what they were waiting for was a young man wearing a mask, and that mask, in the moonlight, especially highlighted the word miserable white, a white-faced Shura, on such a night, no matter who touched, it was inevitable that he would be taken aback.

"Yan Wushuang!"

The hall master was surprised, and did not understand how this person could suddenly appear in front of his eyes. After being surprised, she gradually turned into a cold killing machine, "There is no place to find when you step on the iron shoes!" You are away from the account of the Hate Palace, and now you ......" She suddenly realized something, and did not continue, and the killing machine did not decrease at all.

"What is the matter with the account of the Hate Palace?" the masked man said in a voice that seemed to be a smile rather than a smile.

"The Dragon God Ring is in your hand. The hall master said.

"What are you talking about?" the masked man wondered.

"Hand over the Dragon God Ring and give you a whole corpse!" the hall master said coldly.

The masked man sneered, "I've never heard of the Dragon God Ring." I've heard of it, if you like it, I'll ask someone to draw one for you?"

"If you don't pay it, don't blame me for being polite!" The hall master clicked on the ground with one foot, and his figure suddenly turned into a dark light and rose into the sky, quickly forming a seal in mid-air, and six doors with blazing white light naturally appeared behind him.

"The Gate of Wonder!" the masked man recognized at a glance, his eyes flashing with brilliance.

At the beginning, when the ghost saint Yang Youyun was in a decisive battle with Yan Li, he tried his best to only have three fans, and the hall master of the Demon Hunting Hall made a move with six fans, and the gap was huge, which can be seen.

The six wonderful gates, the intertwined light, incomparably dazzling, illuminated the entire Tibetan Sword Peak as bright as day.

The hall master obviously believes that the importance of seizing the Dragon God Ring far exceeds this mission, so he decides to do whatever it takes to take down the masked man.

The masked man slowly pressed the long sword at his waist, and with a pair of clear and divine eyes, he stared at the hall master tightly, "Among the people I know, those who have attained six Wonderful Gates, will not exceed the number of five fingers. Which one are you?"

"It doesn't matter!" Before the hall master could land, he had already pinched the seal, and the light gates behind him each shot out a cold white match, directly hitting the key point of the masked man.

"Of them, I know only one person. She is a very beautiful woman, she is cold on the outside, but she is fiery and kind on the inside, and I have an indissoluble relationship with her. ”

The masked man slammed backwards, drawing his sword and slashing halfway through, exuding a light and mist of energy to compete with the white horseman.

"Nonsense!" The hall master's gaze was fierce, the seal technique changed, and the six realms suddenly turned into six white dragons, which attacked the masked man from different directions.

Her offensive with this hand advanced layer by layer, wave after wave, wave after wave, obviously a dead hand.

Although the masked man used a sword, his swordsmanship didn't seem to be very good, so he blocked the second white dragon, and the sword weapon shattered with a "snap", and was forced to retreat by the third white dragon.

"In the first month of the 667th year of the new Yan calendar, there was a beast tide in Gejia Village, Huxiao Mountain, Muye......"

Despite the embarrassment, the masked man still talked eloquently, "That was the beginning of my incomprehension with her. Together, we protected Gejia Village from the slaughter of the beast tide, and I caused her to get drunk for the first time, and we opened our hearts to each other......"

The hall master's delicate body shook suddenly, and the beautiful eyes that had never been waveless set off a tide of emotions for the first time, "You, who are you?"

The third white dragon crashed into the masked man, and on the way back, the mask shattered, revealing a peerless face that captivated the city and the country, Ying Ying smiled lightly, "Sister Lime, don't come unharmed." ”

The hall master couldn't believe his eyes, and in the shock of his heart, the door of all wonders disappeared into nothingness. She took two steps back, her face under the black robe as pale as paper, "Cai Wei, why are you?"

"Why can't it be me?" The masked man was naturally Gu Caiwei.

The hall master's surname is Yang, his name is Lime, in addition to being Gu Caiwei's old friend, he is also one of the core disciples of the Daoist Court, ranking third in the Big Dipper Seven Palaces, living in the Tianji Palace, and can be described as a high-profile rising star in the Daoist Court.

"How could you have something to do with Yan Wushuang?" Yang Qingling couldn't recover from Gu Caiwei's identity change. If there is anyone else in this world who can influence her, it is only her only friend Gu Caiwei.

Gu Caiwei said: "My sister seems to care about this identity very much." ”

"I hope my sister answers me truthfully!" Yang Qinglime said solemnly.

"Then I also hope that my sister can answer me a question. Gu Caiwei said.

You ask. Yang Qinglime said.

Gu Caiwei's expression suddenly turned cold, and said, "My junior sister Xiaohuan, has she died in the hands of her sister?"

Yang Qinglime's face changed slightly, but it was covered by the black robe, so there was no trace. She said, "I didn't kill her. ”

"Putting the blame on the Jianghu Inn, isn't it a common trick of the Demon Hunting Hall. Gu Caiwei said coldly, "It is rumored that Xiaohuan died at the hands of the master of the Jianghu Inn, I don't believe it, because I know that she was secretly ordered by her master to investigate the truth of the Demon Hunting Hall." Xiaohuan has either been killed by you, or he is imprisoned somewhere......"

Her expression gradually softened, and she sighed and continued: "Sister, Xiaohuan is innocent, she is such a lively and lovely girl...... Do you still remember what happened to Gejia Village? Her background is similar to that of the villagers of Gejia Village, except that she is even more miserable, without my rescue with you, the village would have been destroyed under the tide of beasts. ”

"I just need my sister to tell me the truth, where is Xiaohuan?" she stared at Yang Qinglime.

"I don't know. Yang Lime shook her head.

Gu Caiwei was silent for a moment, and said faintly: "What does my sister mean is that the friendship between you and me in the past will be written off here today?"

Yang Qinglime clenched her fists tightly, and the bits and pieces of the past came to her mind, although she was reluctant, she couldn't help but give up, she closed her eyes in pain, "I don't know......"

"Since that's the case," Gu Caiwei stretched out her hand to hold the void, and Nian Nujiao naturally appeared, "Lotus Gu Caiwei, ask for advice from Tianji Palace!"

The energy was surging, and the outer layer of robes shattered in an instant, restoring the white-clothed and barefoot dress, and turned into fiery red in an instant, and the flowers on the other side had covered the whole field, forcing Yang Qinglime over.

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