That's right, the gold medal that Ye Xiaoshi is holding in her hand now is one of the nine invitation cards cast by the Cultivator Alliance.

This invitation card is wrapped with gold wire, four big characters on the front, and behind it is carved like a five-clawed golden dragon on the jade box, which is roaring into the sky, lifelike, as if the next breath will jump out, that kind of momentum, straight to the hearts of the people.

"Dididi!"

Just after Ye Xiaoshi was guided in a jade box and sent a wisp of aura, his body suddenly became numb, followed by a flower in front of him, and when he opened his eyes again, the whole person was like standing in the sea of stars, and between raising his hand, there was a galaxy flowing in the palm of his hand, and a strange feeling appeared in his mind.

In the middle of the sea of stars, there is an ancient tree in the sky, the branches and leaves are dense, the golden light is shining, look closely, every leaf is like gold, on the top of the ancient tree, hang nine fruits that look like little dolls, the whole body is blood red.

Ye Xiaoshi couldn't help but stare, and three words naturally appeared in his mind: "Chaos Fruit!" ”

Just above this ancient tree, there was an inexplicable attraction that attracted her to run forward, and suddenly, a nameless wall appeared in front of her, no matter how she struck, she only listened to the sound of "bang ......", but she couldn't get close to this ancient tree.

"Little poem? Little poems? A hurried call rang in my ears.

But it was Wu Qing who saw that Ye Xiaoshi's expression was wrong with the gold medal, so he called out loudly, and saw Ye Xiaoshi's eyes slowly becoming clear from sluggish, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I heard that this invitation card of the Xiuzhen Alliance is different every time it is given. There is some kind of oracle in it, but I don't know if it's true? ”

Ye Xiaoshi looked at the gold medal in her hand. I can't help but think of what I just saw.

The sea of stars, the gorgeous Milky Way, an ancient tree that has conquered the world, and the chaos fruit on the ancient tree that looks like a little doll.

Is this an oracle?

She didn't think so, the scene shown in this gold medal seemed to be deliberately engraved on it by the Cultivator Alliance, in order to highlight the high level and difference of the Cultivator Alliance, when she saw that ancient tree just now, the attraction in her heart always felt that it was not so natural. I can't say why.

Speaking of which, it is possible to engrave a talisman array on top of a small gold medal. Thus showing such a real illusion, this Xiuzhen Alliance is indeed financially rich and has a lot of thoughts.

She couldn't help but take a keen interest in the organization for this conference trip. I was looking forward to it. What are some of the new experiences?

The Divine Trial Conference will officially start in January, and at that time, she will meet almost all the outstanding cultivators in the land of Shenzhou at the headquarters of the Cultivator Alliance.

Wu Qing brought the news, sat down for a while, and said that he was going to the library to see such a kid, the new old master of the province. Again he was teased.

Ye Xiaoshi sent Wu Qing to the gate of the Spirit Plantation Garden, and saw Wu Qing's figure disappearing down the mountain. Only then did he turn his head and saw Qin Han walking out of the house next to him with a spirit hoe. When he saw her, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then quickly lowered his head and walked towards the spiritual field where the demon seed was planted.

At that glance, she could clearly see the bloodshot in his eyes, and the look of physical and mental exhaustion.

At this time, watching him drag the spirit hoe and walk towards the spirit field step by step, the figure was lonely and lonely, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his shoulders was even more indescribably sour.

Ye Xiaoshi couldn't help but think of the happy times with Qin Han in the past, and felt sad. Although I don't know why Qin Han has demonic energy on his body, and why he became what he looked like that night, Qin Han is Qin Han, he has never done anything unfavorable to himself, and he has maintained it everywhere, patiently answering when she has doubts about cultivation and spiritual planting.

It was because of Qin Han that she had a new understanding of the entire land of Shenzhou and the world of cultivators.

The person is still the same person, how can she be prejudiced against Qin Han because of an unwarranted demonic aura, maybe...... Maybe Qin Han has experienced some things in the past that she doesn't know.

She pursed her lips, hesitated for a while, but still ran forward, directly snatched the spirit hoe in Qin Han's hand, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Qin, I'll help you." ”

Qin Han's body stiffened, he looked at Ye Xiaoshi to raise the spirit hoe, jump into the spirit field, pick up his sleeves, and come to weed. As if seeing that he didn't move, the girl raised her face and looked at him and smiled: "What, my actions are wrong, Senior Brother Qin?" ”

The sunset fell, as if reflected in the girl's delicate face, smiling, and the eyes were as clear as a mountain spring.

He couldn't help but froze.

Since the sudden incident that night, he felt that Ye Xiaoshi seemed to be deliberately avoiding him. He didn't want to be embarrassed between the two, so he didn't appear in front of Ye Xiaoshi as much as possible, and he was okay these days.

He doesn't blame Ye Xiaoshi for the change in his attitude towards him, whoever calls him really hateful now is himself...... I also want to die sooner.

However, if he Qin Han dies and still commits suicide, those people in the dark will be even more proud, saying that they are committing suicide in fear of sin, and splashing such sewage on their relatives is living in grievances, and they have to continue to live.

He didn't believe it, and he couldn't get rid of it.

"Senior Brother Qin, Senior Brother Qin?"

A pair of small hands dangled in front of my eyes.

The ghost made the gods, he couldn't help grabbing these little hands, seeing the surprise flashing in the girl's eyes, he suddenly came to his senses, quickly let go, and looked away: "Little poem." This sound, even the voice is a little dumb.

"Senior Brother Qin, you don't have to worry, I'm ...... I'm not going to tell anyone about that. Ye Xiaoshi lowered her head, holding the spirit hoe in her hand, as if she was a little uneasy: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Qin, a few days ago, I shouldn't, shouldn't have avoided you." You are such a good person, even if you really cultivate that thing, it has nothing to do with it. ”

After hearing this, Qin Han couldn't help but feel a warm current in his heart.

He was originally the Tianjiao of the Qin family, and his future was very good, and in those years, he was even more proud, and he praised him as many as the stars in the sky, but after his accident, Tianjiao declined and his reputation was even more notorious.

The Qin family was originally a big family, and it has multiplied to this day, with more than a dozen veins, and his scandal has been used by people with a heart, dragging down his father, and being ridiculed.

This incident also made him see a lot of darkness that he had never seen before.

"Senior Brother Qin, are you really angry with me?" The girl in front of her opened her bright big eyes, raised her head, looked at him, and a flush appeared on her face, as if she was very embarrassed.

Qin Han swept away the tiredness of the past few days, and his heart was even more inexplicably relieved, jumped into the spiritual field from the ridge, knocked on the forehead of the girl in front of him, and said with a smile: "I'm just angry, how are you going to supplement me?" ”

Ye Xiaoshi was stunned for a moment, then smashed a fist on Qin Han's shoulder, and said angrily: "Senior Brother Qin, you have learned badly from potatoes." ”

Sunset.

Ye Xiaoshi and Qin Han sat at the table to eat, looking at Maomaoqiu and Huanhuan, chasing potatoes in the open space over there, listening to the sound of potatoes yelling, the little mustard that existed in their hearts slowly melted like ice and snow.

(To be continued.) )