Shaman was a little uncomfortable stared at by her, she subconsciously wanted to brush her hair, but she touched the air, and her fingers slid down her neck to her chest, but in Ayin's eyes, it became a naked provocation. How could she allow someone who once coveted the Qing Dynasty to show off her might in front of her.

"I didn't expect the Shushan faction to accept a demon as an apprentice, and the little Taoist priest kept saying that he was catching demons, and this face was really crackling." The corners of Ayin's mouth were slightly hooked, and he wanted to mock the other party like Moxi, but unfortunately his heart was too heavy, and the corners of his mouth couldn't be easily curved, and the director's facial expression was a little distorted.

Shaman secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the peachwood sword that was stolen from the dragon to the phoenix on his head was no longer so hot. "I was originally a member of the Protoss, and Mao Qing also called me the Peach Blossom Fairy, so why not cast myself under the Shushan Gate now?"

Ah Yin forgot about this stubble in a fit of anger, and ended his speech. But he didn't want to admit defeat, he just stared at each other with a pair of big eyes, but he didn't give way.

Sharman was amused by her somewhat childish scoundrel behavior. "I said Little Master Ayin, you and I are also old acquaintances, and we should have a little thin face with each other, so I advise you, it's better to get into less trouble recently, concentrate on recovering the demon clan, and when you are strong enough, you will definitely be able to make your wishes come true."

Ayin pursed her lips and didn't speak, as if she was digesting the meaning of Shaman's words, and it seemed that she only resisted silently. Shaman shifted his foot.

"I already have a contract with Qingqing, the order of my parents, the words of the matchmaker, three knocks and nine bows, flowers and candles in the cave room, it is not bad." Ayin's words made Sharman look stunned, and she looked at Ayin again, only to find that there really seemed to be a slight difference between his eyebrows and eyes.

Ah Yin's voice was low and hoarse, "However, I ate the Cold Ice Fruit and drove the Lian Yun Zhu in my body into Qingqing's body. They said that Qingqing with Lianyunzhu is no longer Qingqing, and Ayin without Lianyunzhu is no longer Ayin. But why? I never figured it out! We have lived in this world for sixteen years, and they say no, no? I don't believe it, and I won't agree to it. ”

A-Yin stretched out his hand to take off the peachwood sword on his head again, and handed it to Shaman without looking at it, Shaman didn't know what the other party meant, and didn't reach out to take it, but only asked in a daze: "Little Master A-Yin, who are you?" ”

"You help me return it to him, sue him, I will definitely find him in person and take him back to Qingyunguan!" Tell him not to be afraid, Ayin will soon be able to heal him. Ayin's eyes were firm, without the slightest suspicion.

Sharman was still stunned and didn't know how to respond, she wanted to say that she had never seen Haoqing, or persuade her that Maoqing no longer existed, and that no one would accept her peachwood sword. However, Ayin had already turned away, and before she had time to defend herself, the small wooden sword that was lying in her palm was also inserted into her bun.

One on one side, a little funny, and a little redundant.

"You really do your own thing, when did I promise to help you talk, really, really~" Sharman looked at the direction where Ayin disappeared and shouted unhappily, and pulled out two peachwood swords in a little anger, one of which was engraved with the word "Xiuyuan", and the other was empty.

"Originally, I just wanted to get back this wooden sword and cut off the connection between the two of you, but in the end, things turned out like this." Shaman looked up at the sky a little helplessly, "Old man, have I stayed in the Moon Palace for too long, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't help people pull the red line?" ”

The moonlight was still faintly sprinkled on the ground, and no one responded to her.

"What should I do now? To say or not to say? Shaman looked in the direction Ayin had left, sighed helplessly, turned around, and quickly disappeared. Only the faint scent of flowers slowly spreads in the air.

In the dark shadows of the moonlight, Moxi, dressed in a gray coat, walked out, and he stretched out his hand and twisted it in the air, and a pale pink petal appeared on his fingertips. Moxi put the petals to the tip of his nose and smelled it, with a cold fairy aura in the light fragrance.

"Peach Blossom Fairy? Shushan faction? Clear? Moxi pondered for a moment, then looked up at the sky, his fingers slightly open, and the petals flew forward with the wind. The gray figure followed the fragrance of the flowers, and swept away.

Ayin returned to the stone tower, didn't say anything, and walked towards the mountains and forests in a muffled voice. Ah Huo was a little worried and quietly followed. Seeing that she was just looking for a rock, she began to meditate cross-legged and practice with her eyes closed. The moonlight is thick, and the aura in Qingqiu Mountain is gradually flourishing. Ah Huo was relieved in his heart, didn't dare to disturb, and turned to leave.

The fragrance of flowers extended from Qingqiu Mountain, and Moxi chased for dozens of miles, until he saw those batches of too pure foals before he stopped, and by the way, he hid his demonic aura.

The five white horses looked like heavenly horses in the moonlight, and one of them had a different saddle than the other, and was covered with a red-gold brocade, and the brocade shimmered faintly in the moonlight, and at first glance it was not ordinary.

Looking at the five people sitting together, except for the peach blossom fairy who I had seen before, who was wearing a blue robe, the rest were all white, and only one person was wearing a huge white curtain and covering half of his body inside. The man appeared to be unwell, with occasional low coughing sounds. One person next to him will hand over a purple water bladder at the right time, and the attitude is extremely respectful.

"Got it all figured out?" The man took a sip of water, and his voice was hoarse.

Moxi frowned slightly, as if he was a little disappointed, this voice could never be clear.

Shaman sat casually across from the man, with a different attitude from the other three, more relaxed as friends. "Senior brother, are you asking about a human or a wooden sword?"

The man couldn't help but cough again, and the little Taoist priest beside him immediately handed over the water bladder again, this time the man didn't answer, a pale hand stretched out from the wide sleeved robe, pushed the water bladder away, and the palm of his hand was slightly flipped, and the two mahogany swords in Shaman's sleeve fell into his palm.

"It seems that it is a sword, not a man!" Sharman sighed with some disappointment, "I've seen it, and there are indeed no words on it!" But~"

"However, it is indeed my thing from Shu Mountain!" The man said, "The demons gathered in Qingqiu Mountain, it should be to fight against the demons!" ”

"Senior brother, what should we do then? Is it a demon hunt or a demon exorcism? The little Taoist priest who was injured by Jiang Xiaoyu before asked.

"Little junior brother, wouldn't it be nice to have someone to help us deal with the demons? Why are you in such a hurry, could it be that you are unwilling to be hurt by the other party? Sharman asked with a provocative smile without waiting for the man to speak.

The little Taoist priest was obviously thin-skinned, and the relationship between Shaman and the senior brother was not ordinary, so he didn't dare to speak again with a red face.

"What's been going on in the North Wing Mountains?" The man turned to another Taoist priest, his voice darkened with a hint of tiredness.

"Back to Senior Brother, General Blazing just went there a few days ago~"

"Who's there!" Before the Taoist priest could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the man. Immediately after that, a flying sword flew directly towards Moxi's hidden place with a cold murderous aura. (To be continued.) )