On the ninth floor of the Qingqiu Stone Tower, after listening to Ayin and Jiang Xiaoyu's analysis, everyone fell silent. Moxi stood by the window with his arms crossed, looking at the strange little demon who occasionally came up from the mountain road, and was silent. The appearance of the demon soldiers is not unexpected, as Tong Ayin said, the demon clan's every move has long been in the control of the demon clan. However, the only thing that Moxi is puzzled about is Luoyu's purpose, since he wants to rebuild the three-legged momentum of the year, why should he block the unification of the demon clan?

Could it be that something happened that made her not want to restore the power of the demon clan so quickly? The only explanation should be that there was a problem with the rebirth of Demon Venerable Ji Luo?

Moxi remembered Luoyu's determination again, and shook his head.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Ayin pondered for a moment and said, "We can't sit still like this. If the news of the demon soldiers guarding the foot of Qingqiu Mountain spreads, the other hesitant little demons will not come to take refuge. Moreover, with the greedy personality of the demon soldier, we will never leave such a piece of fat alone, we have to quickly come up with a countermeasure.

Yu Qingyang nodded, "I really want to think about how to do it!" With the current strength of Qingqiu Mountain, it can't compete with the demons at all. If the demon clan can have a powerful person take the lead in supporting it at this time, I think the rest of the race that is waiting and watching will inevitably come boldly to form an alliance, and the situation will naturally be very different at that time. ”

Everyone naturally knew who Yu Qingyang was referring to, and they all looked at Moxi, but Moxi was immersed in his thoughts and did not speak. Yu Qingyang was slightly disappointed, he had originally planned to find an opportunity to persuade Moxi to let the wolf clan join. It's a pity that Moxi's attitude obviously doesn't agree.

Ayin didn't care about Moxi's silence, but touched his chin as he learned to be good, and thought for a while, "It's better to be like this, they like to wait for the rabbit, and we will also wait for the rabbit." Big deal, let's kill a few. ”

Maybe it was because Ayin was waving his arms too much, but Moxi came back to his senses and glanced at her, nodding lazily, "You can still come up with a way." Then let me ask you, only stay at the foot of Qingqiu Mountain, what if the demon soldiers change their way and block elsewhere? You know, there's more than one way up the mountain. ”

"More than one? How many are there? Ah Yin asked Xiang Huo.

"Entering Qingqiu Mountain, it is not a steep road, there are three entrances, and finally you can reach the stone tower, which is also the road known to the outside world. If the demon soldiers want to wait for the rabbit, these three places will definitely set up an ambush! ”

"Then set three points, and that's all right." Ayin said disappreciatively.

"Well, Ayin is right. We must not only defend, but also take the initiative. This killing of the demon soldiers is a good start, since the owner of the Chijin Pill has returned to Qingqiu Mountain, how can there be no movement. Yu Qingyang's words made everyone's hearts move, and the restlessness that had been suppressed for a long time boiled in their chests again.

"Defending and not attacking is the most passive way to play, I agree with what Brother Yu said." Jiang Xiaoyu was the first to raise his hand to vote.

Fang Ruo and Ah Huo naturally had no objections, everyone originally wanted to explore Moxi's attitude, but who would have thought that Ah Yin directly ignored him. "We've assigned three people to guard one entrance, and the rest to guard the stone tower. Take turns to execute the plan and see the demons slay the demons! The master doesn't believe it, and he is not afraid of killing them! ”

"Hmph, when the time comes, bring a large number of demon soldiers to Qingqiu, I'll see how you end!" Moxi sneered coldly.

"It's better to come, kill them all, and it's more trouble-free." Ayin raised her chin, and her ambition and pride couldn't describe her mood at the moment.

"Can you do it?" Jiang Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh at her, "Don't fight and fall asleep." ”

Ah Yin glanced at him, rolled his eyes, and said happily, "It would be best if we could attract that group of Shushan factions over, you don't know, that little Taoist priest can put away the demon soldiers very neatly." ”

"But I heard that the Shushan sect belongs to the Protoss, and the Protoss and the Demon Clan have always been at odds." Ah Huo frowned and retorted.

Jiang Xiaoyu's face changed slightly, Fang Ruo glanced at him, and gently persuaded, "Not necessarily, now that the Protoss has been tossed by the demon soldiers, if you see our intentions, maybe you can really form an alliance." ”

"An alliance with the Protoss? Hmph, are you too naïve. Ah Huo turned his face away, and his expression could not hide his grief. Fang Ruo was inconvenient to say more, so he looked up at Ah Yin, but found that the other party was distracted, and Mo Xi, who was not far from her, was also watching her distracted. Fang Ruo subconsciously looked at Yu Qingyang, and saw that the other party was also looking at her, and the two of them met their eyes, and their hearts were clear.

Fang Ruo deliberately proposed to let Ah Yin be careful, so as not to be pointed at the nose with a sword again. Ah Yin didn't think so, and Fang Ruo was just betting on whether Moxi cared about Ah Yin. And when they had done their counseling, they went their own way.

Ayin chose the most familiar intersection, the barren forest not far from Xicheng. I don't know if it's a psychological effect or if it's the case, there are fewer and fewer demons who have entered the mountain these days. Ah Yin waited for three hours, and it wasn't until the moon was in the sky that he smelled a very light and shallow demonic aura in the forest.

"I went, and finally came one. The master still thinks that his character is not good, and he can't wait for a single one! Hey, come out, I'm coming down the mountain to pick you up. ”

The demonic spirit still exists, but unfortunately no one responds. Ah Yin waited for a while, but still didn't see a figure, and suddenly lost his patience, and walked over with his waist in search of breath, intending to scare him by surprise.

Ayin, who played with his heart, didn't see the frightened little demon, and his breath became stronger and stronger, but it became more and more familiar, especially the faint peach blossom fragrance that could be hidden but couldn't really be concealed.

"Sharman?" Ah Yin was pinned to the spot, and called softly with a hint of trembling.

"Hehe, I didn't expect Little Master Ayin to remember me, it's really touching!" The sound of laughter sounded in mid-air, and the fragrance of flowers around her was overflowing, and a human figure slowly appeared in the dots of pink petals, but it was completely different from what she remembered.

A lake-blue robe wrapped the bumpy figure extremely tightly, and his long inky hair was tied into a man's bun, and a small peachwood sword was inserted into it. The face that charmed all beings in my memory was a little less coquettish and a little more cold in this outfit. There is a bit of a clear taste in the trance, especially the white forehead, the faint peach blossom imprint, which also bloomed in the clear forehead.

Ayin looked at her in a daze, a peach blossom fairy who left Neidan to Haoqing, why did Shaman, who should return to the heavenly court, appear here, wearing Maoqing's favorite Taoist robe, wearing the same bun as herself, and the peach blossom mark on her forehead was so obviously ostentatious.

Ah Yin has watched many scenes, and in the plays, he often talks about vulgar passages such as "no book is written without coincidence, and fate will meet". In the past, Ayin never believed it, but felt funny and vulgar, but this time, Ayin was extremely eager to believe it, because it represented the hope that he could see Mao Qing again.

"Little Master Ayin has been watching it for so long, have you seen that Shaman has become beautiful or ugly?" Shaman's voice was still a little demonic, with a ridiculous expression, and he looked at Ayin repeatedly with great ease. "However, I haven't seen each other for so long, and Little Master Ayin is still so, well, so immature. It seems that the love of the clear does not make you transform. What a pity! ”

Suddenly hearing the word "Mao Qing" from her mouth, Ayin frowned a little uncomfortably.

Shaman sighed twice, reached out and took off the peachwood sword on Ayin's head, took it in his hand and looked at it repeatedly, and chuckled, "My little junior brother really misunderstood, although this peachwood sword looks very similar, it is definitely not a token of my Shushan faction." It's so good, so as not to have to work hard for my senior brother, who is not in good health. ”

Sharman raised his hand and put the small peachwood sword back into Ayin's head, patted her on the shoulder like a friend he hadn't seen in years, and raised his foot to leave. As soon as she took a step, she felt that the figure in front of her flashed, and Ayin was already staring straight in front of her with a pair of big eyes. (To be continued.) )