Chapter Twenty-Eight: Dreams of Past and Present Lives

But what kind of demon can instantly devour the super-high-level head without alarming anyone?

Could it be...

As she was immersed in her thoughts, everyone became even more emotional.

"Look, she doesn't even dare to speak!"

"This is admitting that you are in the company of demons? I really didn't expect the head of the sect to accept you as a scourge, not only harming the immortal cultivation world for peace, but also causing the head to die tragically, senior sister is right, you demon girl!"

"Yes, the witch, let's get her out!"

"That's enough, shut up!"

A trace of coercion from the transcendent made all the disciples silent, and the hall that was originally noisy like a busy city instantly quieted down.

"The bones of the head are not cold, you are making noise here, what kind of system are you?"

The compassionate eyes swept over everyone's faces, with a look of no anger and self-authority.

All the disciples couldn't help but bow their heads, the head was gone, and only the Fanxin in Qianyang Palace could convince people.

They still didn't dare not listen to Uncle Fanxin's words.

"Since they all think that Liu Rubai did it, then you go to him to theorize, he is on the cold slash lake in the forest, don't involve me, and... Whether you believe it or not, I'm 100% sure that it's not Liu Rubai, I think it's more like ......"

The quiet hall cleared Yan Jiuyue's thoughts a little.

"What is it more like?"

Fanxin swept her hesitant eyes and asked slightly.

"It's more like the old vine demon I met last time, I don't know if you still have an impression?"

After a while, I still said what I thought in my heart.

"You mean... That one..."

"Yes, that's right, it's that vine, when I was absorbed by it, I felt like my divine consciousness was about to be sucked away by it, and I was powerless to struggle, and I couldn't even release my spiritual power. ”

Yan Jiujiu and Fanxin glanced at each other, nodded, and said firmly.

"But wasn't that rattan demon scared away by your sweetheart?

With a sigh in her heart, Xue Qin couldn't help but provoke again.

"I'm saying it again, the old lady has nothing to do with Liu Rubai, he's not a lover, and he's not anyone of mine, understand?"

She's really drunk, why can't she understand human words?

"Cut, does it matter, everyone's hearts are mirrored, it doesn't matter if you can kiss me and me? Could it be that Uncle Yan naturally likes to be intimate with people?"

Xue Qin sneered again, and the meaning in her words made everyone's eyes project onto Yan Jiujiu, even with a certain disdain.

"Are you endless? The old lady can kiss whoever she wants, what does it have to do with you? Or are you jealous?"

Angry, take a deep breath, she endured, dared to scold her in a roundabout way, for the sake of the boss's face, she didn't care about it first, but her hands were clenched into fists, proving that she had endured to the limit.

"You!"

"Xueqin!"

Fanxin was very disappointed, he didn't understand why Xueqin, who had grown up with him, suddenly became so strange, and he didn't have the arrogant and arrogant demeanor of the sky before, but like a mortal woman, she was calculating and even intriguing.

"Senior brother, what kind of ecstasy soup did she pour you, she is a demon girl, you have been confused by her, it was not like this at all before!"

Receiving a disappointed look, Xue Qin couldn't help shouting, her face was full of hideousness.

Why? Why is he still looking forward to Yan Jiujiu, what is so good about her? Obviously she is a demon girl! The jealousy in her heart spreads infinitely, if it weren't for her low realm, she would have killed Yan Jiujiu a long time ago, where can she still be allowed to live until now?

"Xueqin, how could you..."

"Okay, since everyone here doesn't welcome me, then I'll go, don't make any noise! I'm just an Elder Keqing invited by the head of the house, and now that he's gone, I naturally don't have to stay here anymore. ”

The cold face swept through everyone, and finally came to the corpse of the head of the house, bowed, and turned around without hesitation.

"Yan Jiuyue..."

The body was stunned, this was the first time that Brother Fanxin called her name. But she didn't look back, and she didn't dare to look back, she was afraid to see those eyes full of affection.

The corners of his mouth were hooked sarcastically, and the aura was carried out, without taking away a trace of nostalgia.

The Brahman heart behind him was stunned, and somewhere in his heart was empty.

She just walked away, taking his heart for her, his love with her...

glanced at Xue Qin angrily, her eyes full of anger and disappointment.

"Into the Valley of Dust!"

With a flick of his sleeves, he also left in an instant, leaving only Xue Qin and a few disciples, looking at each other and helpless.

Seeing this, the hatred in Xue Qin's heart was monstrous, what did she do wrong? Was he complaining about her? Obviously, what she said was the truth, why was he so obsessed?

"What are you doing in a daze? Don't you hear? One by one, with a piece of shit!"

Seeing the group of disciples who were still stunned, she was even more angry and scolded angrily.

Although everyone was dissatisfied, they still transported the coffin to the Valley of Dust for burial.

Hidden in the crowd, Lian smiled, his head lowered, a trace of darkness flashed in his eyes, and he bit his lower lip.

Han Feng thought that she was pessimistic about the death of the master, so he couldn't help but secretly hold her soft and comforted her silently.

Looking up at Han Feng's upright cheeks, his heart was slightly calmer.

There are some things, it seems that I can only find a chance to tell Uncle Yan, and I don't know if she is leaving, whether there will be a chance to see her again in the future, if not, wouldn't that incident...

I bit my lower lip and shook off the turmoil in my heart.

Yan Jiu flew all the way and came to a mortal city.

I wanted to go back to Muchen Palace, but she was a little tired, not physically but mentally tired.

I walked into a restaurant at random, ordered a few side dishes, and asked for a pot of wine.

Looking back on what I have experienced since I crossed over, it is really like a dream, unrealistic.

Looking at the scenery casually, drinking casually, maybe she was really tired, or she drank a little too much, she was a little sleepy, so she simply asked for an upper room and rested here.

In her dream, she dreamed of Liu Rubai, a picture of falling in love with another woman, the deep affection of love, and the eagerness of love.

But as soon as the picture turned, a thunderclap completely split the two people.

Then the woman was imprisoned, and then a handsome man appeared, stroking the harp and telling her about his sorrows.

"Little Daisy... Where are you?"

Who? Who is it? I feel so uncomfortable and I want to wake up, but she is so tired...

It's night

Today's night is not shrouded in moonlight, and there are huge dim and boundless curtains everywhere.

Xue Qin sat alone at the stone table in the cave mansion, also drinking.

Her eyes were full of sadness and tears dripping, making her look extremely pitiful.

"Brahman's mind..."

muttered softly, the corners of his mouth rose with a touch of bitterness, and some tears flowed out.

Just when she was dimly intoxicated, a handsome young man appeared in front of her.