This road is not very peaceful, the chase is continuous, Su Yaozhu doesn't know where to attract hatred, until she heard others mention that Qingyun Sect is chasing and killing gangsters and a red-clothed demon girl in the door, she was in a trance, subconsciously looked at Ling Yezi, and when she saw his calm side face, she was still stunned for a moment, although she continued her previous habit in front of him by the pseudonym Zhu Feng, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that the demon girl they are talking about is her, because when he saw her, she was next to Xia Hongyun, and she was dressed in red. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But he didn't hear it, those eyes as clear as spring water didn't stir up the slightest ripple, nor did he mention it, and he repeatedly shot with her to kill the pursuers.

Of course, what he kills is usually a demon cultivator, and the slightest leakage of demonic qi is crushed by the spirit leaf.

Fortunately, the identity of the original owner's disciple of the Hehuan Sect has not been pierced and leaked out, otherwise it would fall into the ears of some monks, and this arrest would have become a piece of fat.

Everyone knows that the female disciples of the Hehuan Sect are charming and enchanting, and they have learned the double cultivation method, which is the most suitable for making a furnace ding.

It's better that the original owner's qualifications are ordinary, not famous, and there are very few people who can recognize her outside.

When Su Yaozhu and Lingyezi arrived in Xiao Ice City, the news of the Demon Sect's rampant existence had already spread, and she stood at the gate of the city with some doubts, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity swept through her heart.

When she reached a certain place in the city, she looked up with inspiration, and was a little stunned when she saw the words 'Xianlaiju'.

"Donor." Ling Yezi saw her stop and said beside her, "There are no spirit stones left in this path. ”

Three-storey building, the vermilion eaves are beautifully carved on the railing, there is a red lantern hanging at each of the eight eaves corners, the whole building is magnificent, the plaque on which is refined is four gilded characters 'Xianlaiju', the flow of people comes and goes, all of them are dressed well, and it is the resting place of high force style at a glance.

Looking at the two of them in a blink of an eye, Lingyezi needless to say, she couldn't see anything famous in a gray robe, her previous magic robe was cut by a sword, and at that time, Xia Hongyun was holding the collar of her neck and making a big cut, what she is wearing now is what Lingyezi bought for her, and it is also very ordinary.

"If the donor doesn't dislike it, Bendao can help you mend your clothes." At that time, Ling Yezi was still looking at her new clothes and saying seriously, her indifference and tone made her feel regret and heartache.

This poor monk!

Of course, she didn't have any spirit stones, but she still stepped in.

"Two fellow Daoists, what do you need?" The person who received it came over, and the cultivation in the middle of the foundation building was not simple, and it was not easy for the immortals to live, and even the people were hired by the foundation building monks, even if they were hired, they were generous, not to mention that they were likely to be raised by the lord's family.

A bald boy is followed by a beautiful woman, who is eye-catching and eye-catching.

"What is the surname of the owner of 'Xianlaiju'?" She gets straight to the point.

"Back to this fellow Daoist, the master's surname is Feng." The male cultivator still said very politely, who let a young Jindan monk stand behind her.

"Thank you." She thanked her and left.

Lingye frowned before stepping up to follow.

The male cultivators in the same place continued to entertain other guests indifferently, and during this time, many monks accumulated, and there were many monks with strange tempers encountered in Xianlaiju every day, and the guests who came and went in the building every day were full, and the guest rooms were full.

She walked fast, replaying the past in her mind.

There is a row of low houses in a remote corner of Xiao Bingcheng, more than a hundred meters long, a row of gray lanterns hanging on the eaves, only a few lights are lit, almost no one passes by outside, five or six gates are half-hidden, there are still gray wooden signs hanging next to the doors, through the glowing windows, you can see the figures inside, and the voices are full of people.

The noisy lobby suddenly fell silent when two people came in at the door.

"The little monk with a little girl, it's really ......" Before the two words came out, the person who spoke noticed the cultivation of the gray-clothed young man, and immediately silenced, but he was still frightened when the other party looked at him and hurriedly apologized, "Real person, I don't choose what to say, and please don't care about it." ”

Someone around sneered: "This bald person in the immortal world has no one else except for the people of Zen Buddhism, this age is not a rumored spirit leaf, you have always been generous, it should not be worth the loss of this quarrel." ”

When Lingye Zi heard it, he only put it in front of him, and said: "Amitabha, if it is a true Buddha, it will not be counted, but it is a pity that this way is ...... No. ”

His eyes were as if they had been baptized with golden light, and they were especially bright in this slightly dim light.

The man suddenly let out a scream, followed by a thunderclap.

The table and chair were 'tripped over' by the man, and the others had reflexively avoided the movement, and when the movement passed, the man was still clutching his legs and screaming in pain when the movement passed.

"Legs...... Broken ......"

Su Yaozhu was in deep thought all the way, and when she came back to her senses and saw this scene, she only felt that Ling Yezi's side face coincided with what she saw him at the Chentian seniors' double cultivation ceremony.

No human ......

Shouldn't Buddhism pay attention to this?

"On the way, we should not tolerate certain people and things. It is also better to plant cause and effect than to leave aftermath. ”

She heard his voice, and the silence swept over those present.

These people were all in groups, some of them dressed the same, and at first glance they were people from various sects, with friendly faces and unkind faces, and she suddenly understood.

After that, no one talked much, Su Yaozhu and Ling Yezi lived in this place calmly, and they had to live until the ancient realm opened.

She didn't care what Ling Yezi had done these days, but created a space cover when she was alone, and then opened Xia Hongyun's storage bag.

Last time, the spirit leaf erased the divine consciousness above, and she never found a chance to avoid him to check, this time she opened it, she first stared at the large amount of spirit stones piled up inside, and silently envied it for a moment before realizing that it was wrong, now these belong to her, and suddenly there is a feeling of becoming a tyrant in seconds.

When I was digging spirit stones in the Spirit Vein Mine, I didn't have such a strong feeling.

She then began to count her belongings in the storage bag, and finally found the suspect.

Several wooden boxes in front of him were sealed, and even the divine sense could not detect them.

She is very hard these days, and every time she is chased and killed, she thinks that she can't see her so cute, so she always lets her take the blame-

After counting them, there were twelve wooden boxes in total, all of which looked exactly the same, and she weighed them, and it seemed that four of them were empty. (To be continued.) )