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is obviously quite delicate, he salivates and smiles like this. The whole person seems to be extremely obscene and ill-intentioned.

Jin Huang subconsciously frowned, and said in a deep voice: "I want all the life of a person from birth to the present, no matter how big or small. ”

The smile on the male cultivator's face remained unchanged, "I don't know whose life your guest wants?"

"Jinhuang! The brocade of the brocade clothes at night, the phoenix of the phoenix in the fly. ”

The expression on the male cultivator's face paused, and the smile slowly faded, and his expression was solemn and puzzled, "What did the distinguished guest refer to, but the Jinhuang of the Canglang faction?"

"Exactly. Jinhuang nodded.

The male cultivator paused with lowered his eyes, and took out a bone abacus, and the delicate and small bone jade abacus turned around his fingertips, and then landed in the palm of his hand. While fiddling with the pearl jade, he muttered in his mouth: "The life of the monk, three medium-grade spirit stones, two hundred lower-grade spirit stones, additional detailed information, five hundred lower-grade spirit stones, ......"

With a crisp "snap" sound, the male cultivator raised his head to look at Jinhuang and said, "A total of three medium-grade spirit stones and eight hundred lower-grade spirit stones!"

Jinhuang was silent, took out a bag of spirit stones from the space, threw an arc in mid-air, and landed steadily in the male cultivator's arms.

The male cultivator picked up the bag and flipped it, smiling with satisfaction, "One is not more, one is not less." After that, he took down a bright yellow search charm from the side, wrote the word "Jinhuang" on it, and then approached the gray-haired parrot.

The parrot leaned over and grabbed the talisman in its mouth, and with a flap of its wings, it flew into the air. I only heard the sound of flapping my wings, and in less than a moment it flew back again, and the one in my pointed mouth had been replaced by a sheepskin scroll.

Jin Huang took the parchment roll from its mouth and unfolded it in ten lines at a glance. It's really no matter how big or small, starting from her birth, it's very detailed. Although some of these things are not clear, they are brushed aside, for example, when she entered the realm of the dense forest to practice, but she disappeared for five years, and what happened to her where she went in these five years is not recorded above.

However, even so, it did not prevent Jinhuang from clearing the memories of Chaos.

This parchment scroll was written until she pursued the demon left envoy and disappeared for no reason, and the message after that was a blank.

Jin Huang closed the scroll again, put it into the space, and nodded to the male cultivator, "Farewell." Then, he turned around neatly and walked out.

It is recorded on this parchment scroll that she is indeed his descendant disciple, as Fu Li said. However, despite Bai Xiaotang's words, she didn't fully believe it. She is going to go to the Canglang faction next, and what the truth is, she will know the truth at that time.

Jin Huang walked out along the narrow passage, raised his hand to lift the curtain blocking the door, and at this moment, the door opened from the outside to the inside with a "squeak", and a figure happened to block the door.

The tall, straight figure obscured most of the light from the outside, and his face was hidden in the shadows, blurred. Jin Huang only felt the smooth facial contours of the comer, as well as a rather handsome appearance.

For a moment, the four eyes were facing each other.

Jinhuang looked into his eyes, and the thin light from the other end of the passage that radiated from behind her fell into the eyes of the comer, as if falling into the entire brilliant galaxy, which was dazzlingly beautiful.

Jinhuang was stunned on the spot for a while, and it wasn't until the man reminded her that she woke up in a trance, turned half of her body and made way out of the passage.

The man nodded at her, and walked past her inside. Jinhuang's gaze unconsciously followed his back, the broad and narrow back, the calm and powerful steps, and in an instant, it overlapped with the figure engraved in his mind.

Jinhuang's whole person was stunned, and his body had already reacted before his brain. She suddenly blew towards the man like a whirlwind, grabbed his robe, and said eagerly and in surprise: "Are you Yunhua? I am Jinhuang, Yunhua?"

The light at the end of the passage was unhindered on the man's face, a young and handsome countenance, a gentle and elegant aura. The moment he saw his face clearly, the two overlapping figures suddenly separated from each other.

No, he's not Yunhua......

Jinhuang let go of her hand in a trance, although she didn't know Yunhua's appearance, but his temperament was unique, his appearance was gentle, he acted leisurely and calmly, he was calm and calm, and he was accumulated, which was only enough to summarize one or two.

Yunhua is unique, only she knows.

Although the back of the person in front of him looks very similar, he is too young, although he looks warm, but in the end he has the immaturity and sharpness of a young man. Yunhua is gentle, like a rain flower stone polished by spring water, it is round and warm.

It looks very similar, but it'......

Like, but not like......

"Sorry......"

"The girl recognized the wrong person. ”

The two spoke at the same time, one lost his soul and the other spoke with doubts.

The man paused on her disappointed face with an uncertain expression, said "goodbye", and then turned and walked in.

Jin Huang looked at his figure that was gradually shrouded in thin light, his eyes were blurred and abrupt, as if he was looking at Yunhua's back through his back. It wasn't until the man's figure was completely swallowed up by the thin light and disappeared at the end that she suddenly came back to her senses and turned around and walked out.

Outside Baixiao Hall, Luokou Lane was still empty, the north wind was blowing, blowing the signboards of the shops mercilessly, and the broken bamboo baskets on the ground were rolling to the corners, full of gloom and desolation, just like her state of mind at the moment.

After a while, Jinhuang finally suppressed the heaviness and complexity in his heart, sent out the flying magic weapon, and flew into the sky in a blink of an eye.

Jinhuang didn't know that within a few breaths after she left, Bai Xiaotang's dilapidated door was suddenly opened from the inside, and a figure rushed out, and it was the man she mistakenly recognized as Yunhua.

I saw him holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, his eyes were full of anxiety, standing in Luokou Alley and looking left and right at the entrance of the alley at both ends, but at this time, there was still half a figure of people.

The scene from a moment ago couldn't help but pop back in his mind, and the masked nun asked him anxiously if he was Yun Hua. There were so many things in those beautiful eyes, anxious, anxious, happy, afraid, apprehensive, uneasy......

She also said that her name was "Jinhuang...... It seems to be the same as the name written on the bamboo slip in his hand!

For so many years, the vague figure that had been haunting his mind was not that female cultivator from Fang Cai?

After searching for a long time to no avail, the man finally withdrew his gaze with a look of remorse and unwillingness, turned around and re-entered Baixiao Hall.

However, it was said that Jinhuang rode all the way to Canglang Mountain with a flying magic weapon, and finally after a few hours, bathed in bursts of ethereal Sanskrit sounds, he landed on the platform of the outer peak.

(Who is the new man?Guess what~) (To be continued.) )