Frivolous intimacy.

Flirtatious teasing.

Who can associate the glamorous nun in front of her with the sorrow of the former Yashan Senior Sister, and recognize that this is actually a person?

She has a faint fragrance on her body.

It is clearly such a bewitching, soft, and charming appearance, but the fragrance wafting out is like a cold plum on a snowy night.

Cold incense.

As soon as she got closer, Xie Buchen felt that her entire senses were captured by her, and in front of her was a strange snow-skin flower, The only thing that remained unchanged was the charm of this pair of eyes, as if reflecting the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and setting aside the stratus clouds in the sky, so she could see a little leisurely indifference.

And, banter.

It is a picturesque eyebrow.

It was obviously a different posture from the past, but he saw a few phantoms of the old days from this posture.

And said that once upon a time, the green mountains were raining lightly, she stood under the pavilion, and smiled lightly when she looked back at him, vaguely with such a graceful and soft posture......

Since the clear water comes out of the hibiscus.

In the blink of an eye, the phantom was far away. The sharp stinging in his throat and the earthly power that penetrated into his body from the handle of the glass fan reminded him of the distance between the past and the present.

Xie Buchen's face turned pale, he no longer spoke, and he no longer made any movements, as if he had really heeded the warning of the sorrow, and had no thoughts.

But his eyes roamed between the sorrow and the wind.

Of course, Qu Zhengfeng at the moment is still Xiao Mou's appearance, but he didn't expect Xie Buchen to be so keen, so he noticed himself so early. It's just that I don't know if he looks at himself because he is worried, or because he really sees through his identity?

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

The formation had been broken, the attack was scattered, and the rest of the embarrassed impermanence ghost soldiers fell crookedly, but the ghost cultivators who witnessed the scene of Fang Cai Lianzhao speaking to the monks of the Nineteen Continents almost gave birth to a kind of speechlessness in their hearts.

Not only the dead, but she doesn't even let go of the living......

After all, this monk's skin is so good-looking, no wonder she still has to tease in this situation.

Some people are sour in their hearts, some people scoff at it, and of course there are many more people who are fascinated by this clear and deceptive and dangerous feeling.

Pure beauty is not fatal.

The fatal is often the beauty that knows the danger but still wants to try.

Whether the Lianzhao in the past gave people this feeling, most of the ghost soldiers below didn't know, but they clearly knew that the current Lianzhao was giving people this feeling!

Xiao Mou didn't speak.

Xueyin couldn't rob people, and she also suffered a secret loss, and when she saw Lianzhao's extremely frivolous style, the nausea in her heart came up layer by layer, so that she didn't even want to say a word.

However, Elder Kong Yin didn't care at all, he didn't care at all that he had restrained the female cultivator and Lianzhao had restrained the male cultivator. After all, he is the elder, and whoever catches someone is indispensable to his credit. Not to mention, Fang Cai Lianzhao reminded him that he chose to make a desperate bet, broke out of the formation, and found that the other party was actually only two people in the dilemma, and captured people in one fell swoop.

So now, he looks at Lianzhao and feels pleasing to the eye.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, he immediately came out and said with a smile: "I really can't imagine that it is a big formation that bluffs people! It is still Lianzhao who is alert and planned, so I am waiting to capture these two monks who don't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth in one fell swoop!"

Seeing that he glanced at Xie Buchen and Lu Xiang, who were "not aware of the height of the sky", he glanced at him coldly, and said hypocritically humbly: "Where? These two people don't look like ordinary people, and they don't know how to sneak into the ghost gate, and when they arrive at the lookout later, they must be interrogated and ask for something. This is a great way to congratulate the elders for their great achievements. ”

Acquaintance, really acquaintance!

Elder Kong Yin hadn't seen Lianzhao in the past, although he saw that the other party was really good-looking, but he really didn't like her high-spirited, low-pitched and high-minded style, but now that he was praised, he knew that this fluttering feeling was really fascinating.

And this Lianzhao is sensible, it doesn't look like Xueyin at all, and his mother wants to take credit!

"Hahaha......" He couldn't help but stroking his palms and laughing, and there was a little rare pride in his chest for a while, and he didn't mind the casualties of the impermanence clan ghost soldiers, so he just said, "The credit is all made by everyone, and Elder Ben is naturally indispensable to you." Come, escort these two people, and we will hurry back to the lookout, but it will be delayed for some hours. ”

"Yes. ”

Regardless of whether they were convinced or not, or whether they had objections to Kong Yin's previous behavior of sending them to death, now that it is over, everyone looks like they are obeying orders.

As soon as he spoke, someone immediately restrained Xie Buchen and Lu Xiangleng.

Seeing the glass fan in his palm, he left Xie Buchen's neck and took it back. With a slight flip of her plain hand, it turned into a glass-red hairpin again, which was inserted back into her bun by her hand.

The black hair is like a waterfall, and the snow skin is smooth and greasy.

The loose robe seemed to be hanging on her, and the wide sleeves fluttered to reveal a slender wrist, which was dazzlingly white.

She swept it casually, as if she had only noticed that there was a Lu Xiangleng next to her now: "Ah, I was really negligent, I didn't pay attention just now, it turns out that there is a beauty here." ”

Lu Xiangleng hadn't reacted much until now.

The change in the situation is really weird, and she is not a brainless person, so she naturally sees that Xie Buchen's talent is not enough, and it is somewhat perfunctory, which is completely inconsistent with the strength that a monk in the middle of entering the WTO should have.

didn't even reach the bottom line, let alone Kunwu Tianjiao?

She has a little friendship with Jianchou, and she feels quite a match, but after all, she is not familiar enough to recognize each other with a look. So when "Lianzhao" pinched her voice and turned her seductive gaze to her, she frowned slightly, looked back at the other party, and didn't speak.

A snow-white dress is still as dusty as ever.

After a few ghost soldiers came up, they acted rather rudely to escort the person down.

Seeing the sorrow, he couldn't help frowning secretly, but he didn't say "hey" lightly, stopped the ghost soldiers, and said lazily: "What are you doing with such a hairy hand? ”

What the intention of these words was, she naturally knew herself.

But in the ears of others, it is quite subtle.

As we all know, Lianzhao is a snobbish woman who looks at her cultivation for her face, and she just teased the male cultivator for no reason, why does she even have to take care of the female cultivator now?

Is it jealousy?

Is it because you can't get used to seeing others being rude to such a good-looking female cultivator?

Or is it ......

She has made an old mistake, not only men, but also women?

The thoughts in everyone's minds were chaotic, but when they met the sorrowful eyes swept over them, they all shuddered and stopped their own thoughts.

With her words, the ghost soldiers didn't dare to disobey, and their hands were really lighter, so they used the soul hook rope to tie up Xie Buchen and Lu Xiangleng firmly.

The Soul Hook is the iconic magic weapon of the Impermanence Clan, which can be cultivated by everyone, and although the power is high and low, the effect is generally the same.

That is to suppress, to hook the soul.

It only takes seven or eight soul hooks to wrap around the two of them, and the power of the soul is firmly imprisoned in the body, and they can no longer get out of the body.

It wasn't until this moment that everyone really put their minds at ease.

Such an accident happened on the way to the lookout halfway to recruit ghost soldiers, it was really unexpected by everyone, although the losses were heavy, but catching these two nineteen continent monks who were not low at a glance must have made a great achievement.

Therefore, everyone's mood is not bad.

After both of them were tied up and held in the group, there was only more than half of the ghost soldiers left, so they regrouped and walked in the same direction to the lookout.

Soon, there was no one in the messy field.

It wasn't until they had left for more than half an hour that a figure gradually appeared around the formation that Xie Buchen had laid out.

One is counted as one, all of them are monks from the Nineteen Continents who followed Xie Buchen on this trip, and most of them are Kunwu monks. But no matter where they come from or what their identities are at the moment, at this moment, the moment when the situation "reversed", Xie Buchen's sentence echoed in their minds.

Dazed, very dazed.

Fought well, and suddenly lost and caught, what the hell happened?

In the reckless wilderness of the Polar Domain, everyone looked at each other, at a loss, and they were all a little dumbfounded.

In the city closest to the ghost gate, Zhang Tang's mood was not very good.

He looked at the two little ghosts who appeared in front of him with a clear and cowering but still forced composure, with a cold moment that was unique to him.

Eighty years ago, he became famous in one fell swoop, so he got the opportunity to enter Bafang City, serve in the palace of King Qin Guang, and obey the dispatch of King Qin Guang, and it didn't take long for him to be promoted to the chief judge, and he was on an equal footing with Cui Jue, the most powerful under the throne of Qin Guang.

Zhang Tang's life over the years has actually been quite smooth.

If there is no ghost royal family, or there is no evil "Fu Guoshi" in the past.

There is no doubt that as one of the leaders who stood out in the competition, "Li Han" was of course appreciated by King Qin Guang, was included in the competition, and became a judge.

And he has the support of the ghost royal clan behind him, and his power far exceeds that of Zhang Tang.

Both of them know what the other party is, but they are both a little involved in the sorrow, after all, if you can stab me, I can also stab you. One is that Zhang Tang doesn't want people to know that it was his one who was able to enter the dead city when he saw sorrow, and the other is that Fu Chaosheng didn't want people to know that he was not a ghost royal clan, so although the two have been fighting openly and secretly on various things, they are very calm in this matter, and never mention the word sorrow.

Zhang Tang originally thought that this matter would pass like this, and Li Han, who Fu Chaosheng pretended to be, also claimed that his "retreat cultivation" had disappeared for a long time, and he should have used this as an excuse to leave the Polar Domain.

Even if the Yin and Yang Realm War resumed, he actually didn't think much about it.

Because from the beginning to the end, he didn't feel that things could have anything to do with him, or that they would have any bad impact on him.

Until this moment-

The two imps he had been looking for for a long time in the early years and had not followed the trail so he couldn't kill appeared in front of him.

Big-headed ghosts, small-headed ghosts.

Today, he had received an order from King Qin Guang to go to the Ghost Gate Observatory to see the situation of King Chujiang sitting in the army, who would have thought that he had just opened his eyes from meditation and cultivation, and before he could step out of the door, he noticed that there was a movement in the formation arranged outside the mansion.

Then there was a knock on the door.

He released his spiritual sense to take a look, and when he found out that it was a big-headed ghost and a small-headed ghost, he almost cut these two people with a knife, but fortunately, he thought about the resumption of the Yin and Yang realm war, and he could suppress the killing intent before he started, and let the two ghosts in.

The two imps were obviously afraid of him, and when they came in, they pushed each other and almost fell to the ground.

"You go ......"

"There you go!"

The voice was thin and careful, full of fear.

Zhang Tang glanced at them, lowered his head to wipe the sharp boning knife in his hand, but asked: "Since the Ding Dispute back then, your two ghosts have disappeared without a trace, and they have disappeared in the Polar Region, but now you dare to appear in front of this official, I think it is because there is someone behind you." ”

"Little little head—"

"Little big-headed ghost—"

"I've seen the judge!"

The small-headed ghosts and big-headed ghosts are all ghosts who are afraid of death, and they didn't think about running all the way to the dead city, but when they ran halfway through, they thought about it, the polar domain was so big, and the battle in the Yin and Yang Realm was still fighting, where could they run?

It's death left and right, it's better to give it a go.

So he hesitated, gritted his teeth, and finally came to summon the news.

But when I saw Zhang Tang, it was the same as a mouse seeing a cat, after all, a little person like them, what I was most afraid of was seeing an official, Zhang Tang was still a rare official in the Polar Region, just a glance at it, it could scare a person to death!

The two ghosts didn't dare to be sloppy and saluted first.

Then, Mu Ne's big-headed ghost didn't speak, only the small-headed ghost looked at Zhang Tang's expression cautiously, and said with a smile: "Zhang, Master Zhang, the younger two are here to help people spread the word......"

Zhang Tang was very cold: "Who to help?"

The small-headed ghost trembled: "Help see the sorrowful Dazun." ”

“……”

Just a moment!

The fingers wiping the thin blade of the bone shook slightly, and even the tips of the eyebrows trembled, and the thin blade between the fingers flashed a cold light!

Zhang Tang's scheming is not weak in the entire polar domain.

Although he is also a ghost cultivator, he still maintains the old style of being an isolated island in the world, and his temperament is weak, but his desire for power and prison has not been reduced in any way.

The Grand Judge is a good judge and does not want to make trouble for himself.

But when he heard the word "sorrow" spit out from the mouth of the little head ghost, he knew that he was not looking for trouble, but trouble was coming to him!

His gaze finally moved back, Zhang Tang gave the little head ghost a straight look, although his heart was awe-inspiring, his voice was still calm, and he only continued to ask: "What are you saying?"

It's good that he didn't look at it, but when he saw the small-headed ghost, he was almost frozen half to death.

The two eyes were like two knives, and they almost wanted to poke two big holes in him!

The little head ghost only felt as if there was a sharp sword across his neck, making his voice softer, lest he be angry, and said: "Seeing that the sorrowful Dazun said that she, the old man, has arrived, she will be in the eighteenth layer of hell, wait, wait for the adults to go and see ......."

Zhang Tang frowned: "It's gone?"

The small-headed ghost shrank his neck, and he was very scared: "No, no." ”