Fan Yingying almost slapped her in the face with a big mouth: "Nonsense! ”

Zou Yu pursed his lips, with an expression that I knew would be like this: "Is it nonsense, think about it when you are fine by yourself." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" After speaking, he reached out and patted her shoulder: "I understand this feeling too well, I simply empathize." ”

Fan Yingying was a little distracted, she thought about Zou Yu's words, and tossed it from beginning to end, but she still didn't realize how she fell in love with Han Sicheng, it is possible to say that she was a little more close, but it was definitely not love, she was clear in her heart.

Thinking of this, Fan Yingying immediately neatly planned Han Sicheng's figure in her heart to the column of good friends.

Zou Yu is still chattering: "Actually, even if I haven't experienced it, but I have watched my dad since I was a child, and this kind of thing is like a radar on the tip of my head, and the slightest clue doesn't want to escape from my eyes." ”

Fan Yingying's heart was relaxed, so she deliberately teased her: "Then you should use your radar to analyze it, is Jian Seventeen interested in you now?" ”

As soon as Zou Yu heard this, he immediately wilted, and threw out a sentence with a special resentment: "I have always suspected that this sword gate is actually another name for Shaolin Temple, and he is more pure than a monk." Hey, you say, should I try to break into his house one night and dance a dance or something? ”

Fan Yingying didn't expect Zou Yu's thinking to be so out-of-the-box, she found that she couldn't even open her mouth under such a powerful question.

"What do you think! Even if he locks the door at night, don't forget, this is my home and I have a spare key! Zou Yu smiled sheepishly.

Fan Yingying suddenly wanted to go to the supermarket to buy a wax and come back, replacing the sword for seventeen points or two.

Jian Seventeen took Han Sicheng to the courtyard to find Zhang Jinxia, and saw Zhang Jinxia sitting on a wooden chair in the courtyard looking up at the sky.

"Uncle Zhang?" Han Sicheng stepped forward and said hello.

Zhang Jinxia turned her head to look at him, then looked at Jian Seventeen who was following her, smiled and reached out and patted the chair next to her: "Come and sit." ”

Han Sicheng walked over, and Jian Seventeen sat on the very edge.

Zhang Jinxia's face has not been very good since she was injured last time, and she is a little yellow like gold paper, and Han Sicheng feels very guilty when he sees him like this.

Zhang Jinxia looked at his expression and knew that some words were too persuasive, but it was easy to cause backlash, and he could only turn a blind eye.

Zhang Jinxia crossed Han Sicheng and looked at Jian Seventeen, who was sitting on the side.

Jian Seventeen is a very good-looking young man, he is honest and honest, he usually talks little and is not very willing to communicate with everyone, but after getting along with each other a few times, Zhang Jinxia found that he actually knows everything in his heart, but he is unwilling to talk about it, not because he doesn't want to, but he won't.

For the Sword Gate, Zhang Jinxia has only heard a little, and knows that it is a branch of Taoism, which has specialized in spells and charms since ancient times, and is quite a mysterious sect.

Now seeing Sword Seventeen, Zhang Jinxia feels that he can cultivate such an upright and selfless person, and the Sword Gate is indeed not to be underestimated.

"Tell me something." Zhang Jinxia's words crossed Han Sicheng and threw it to the silent Sword Seventeen.

Jian Seventeen was very calm, and he said what he wanted to say very calmly: "I came out of the division this time to find out Yu Jianghai's whereabouts. From what I know about him, I suspect that this incident has something to do with him. ”

Zhang Jinxia raised her eyebrows: "Yu Jianghai? ”

Jian Seventeen explained: "Yu Jianghai's master is the master of the Dementor Gate, although he has not officially worshiped the door, but he lives by the door master on weekdays, and his skills have also been passed on by the door master. In the early years, his master was devoured when he was refining the Yin Soul, and when he was dying, all the sects were disbanded, and no news came from the others, but Yu Jianghai took advantage of my master's retreat to sneak into the Sword Gate and stole the treasure of the sect, the Soul Transformation Urn. ”

Zhang Jinxia listened to Jian Seventeen speak, but there was no reaction at first, until she heard him mention the Soul Transformation Urn, then she suddenly sat up and asked, "You mean that the Soul Transformation Urn was stolen?" ”

"Exactly!" Sword Seventeen said righteous indignation.

Zhang Jinxia had a knowing expression: "Then it's no wonder, it seems that what you expected was good, this matter really has to be involved in the soul urn." ”

"Soul urn?" Han Sicheng had never heard of this thing, and now he was a little curious when he heard it.

Zhang Jinxia patiently explained: "This soul urn is actually a magic weapon that specializes in refining yin souls, and the treasures inherited by the founders of Taoism in the past are generally used to catch ghosts and drive away evil spirits. This soul urn is really a treasure, it can absorb all the yin things in the world, and refine it into a divine pill, once the divine pill is refined, the person who takes it can improve his own skills for five hundred years, and mortals can take it without invading all diseases. ”

"That's amazing!" When Fan Yingying and Zou Yu came out of the house, they heard Zhang Jinxia talking about the Soul Transformation Urn.

Zou Yu was very surprised when he heard this, and squeezed to Jian Seventeen to stand: "Then according to what you mean, it means that the person who was caught by the soul of the chicken just now was taken away by this soul urn?" ”

Sword Seventeen nodded.

Fan Yingying stood next to Zou Yu, didn't dare to go forward, as soon as she stood up, she met Han Sicheng's gaze, she hesitated, did not look away, thinking in her heart that at this time, she must not admit it, otherwise it will be misunderstood as shyness and timidity, and she really doesn't want to live.

I don't want Han Sicheng to be much more determined than her, and the gaze that came over was called focused and affectionate, Fan Yingying's face was still not thick enough after all, so she looked away.

"No, the soul of the person was sucked and sucked, what's going on with the good guy and the chicken!" Zou Yu felt that his knowledge was too scarce, he didn't think it before, but now he was compared by the few people in front of him who were full of wealth and wisdom at a glance, and he was immediately dwarfed.

Jian Seventeen didn't speak this time, but also turned his head to look at Zhang Jinxia.

Zhang Jinxia smiled and asked: "He wants to use the soul urn to collect souls, so naturally he has to avoid the pursuit of the Yin Difference, and the world suddenly lacks the Yin Soul for no reason, can the underworld not detect it?" But every time he just absorbs three souls and six souls, leaving one soul in the human body, and then supplementing the animal's soul, just enough to hang a person's breath, the animal soul can finally occupy the human body, and can take the opportunity to suck other people's yang qi and increase cultivation, this kind of win-win thing, naturally twice the result with half the effort. (To be continued.) )