Choked on Yun Qingyu's words, he had no choice but to let go of his hand.

Indeed, as he said, the place called Xuanting where he was going to save Mo Yifan was more than those sword immortals whose strength was comparable to Qi Lei, Yun Qingyu also said that there were eight sects there, and there were eight sect masters in the sect, and all of them were highly cultivated, comparable to that Mo Yichen, and even more so amazingly strong.

In this way, if he can't even resist Ah Ci's punches, then how can he save Mo Yifan? Even I am afraid that I will have a life to return without a life.

Seeing that the day was dejected again, Yun Qingyu felt that he was angry, and while he was not paying attention, he raised the hand holding the folding fan high, and smashed it straight down against the top of his head with lightning speed.

The unsuspecting daylight realized that the wind was blowing towards him, and when he raised his head to check, it was too late, and the big fan bone on the outside of the folding fan slammed into his head, and the force was so great that he sat on the ground.

"What are you doing?" sat innocently on the ground, rubbing his beaten red and swollen head vigorously, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "I'm just thinking about it, why are you still hitting me?"

Stretching out the folding fan to cover half of his face, Yun Qingyu rolled his eyes, and said slowly: "I won't beat you, I'm afraid that you will cry out loud after a while, even if you want to sit in this forest and cry, no one will stop you, anyway, the old man is going back to eat!"

Looking at the sun, which had just sunk, he stood up, grabbed Yun Qingyu's robe sleeves, and said pitifully, "What about cultivation?"

"Ouch!" Ah Ci grabbed the cute brain shell, pulled his hand off, and said, "You urge the immortal power to see if it has recovered?"

"Ahh

Although he asked like this, he still tried to urge the immortal power as he could, and he was stunned at the beginning that he seemed to have refilled his body with the immortal power that he had not seen for a long time, but this time the feeling was very different from the previous use of Mo Yifan's immortal bones to urge him, as if he was slightly feminine in the strong, and there was also a faint ghostly aura, which made him feel a little weak, and wanted to ask Yun Qingyu, who had already gone away, but he was afraid that if there was really something wrong, the interruption of his cultivation was small, and he could not go to the Xuan Court to rescue Mo Yi.

"Wait for me!"

Stamped his feet on the spot, and rubbed his belly, which was also "cooing", and quickly spread out to catch up with the master and servant who were about to disappear.

Lin Anlie, who was lying on the table, watched the candle shadow swaying on the wall, and couldn't help but think of the events of that day in his heart-

Ji Wangyi's panicked face when he came to find him, the anxiety and numbness in Mo Yifan's eyes when he rushed to save people, and the two sword immortals who exuded enough immortal power to crush themselves to pieces, were all so incredible.

If it had been a few months ago, he would have felt that there was only a strange and frightening alien existence in the mortal world.

However, it is also the situation of these few months, he not only regained his identity and recognized his fate, but also saw the rumored sword immortal, the unheard of demon hunter, and a spiritual power so strong that he somehow became a friend of a half-sword immortal and not like a sword immortal, all of which was both novel and terrifying for Lin Anlie.

The novelty is that I have always felt that I am an anomaly, so I don't like to contact with others, and even others can bear to bully me, but now I suddenly have these partners, as if I am not so lonely;

His heart ached, and the back of the fairy wind and the tall and straight body swept through his mind, and Lin Anlie caught it in an instant, and he knew that the owner of that back was Mo Yifan.

I never knew that I would care so much about someone outside of the day, and the other party is still a man!

"Little friend, do you like that second son of the Mo family very much?"

In the quiet night, a boy's immature voice with gloomy compassion rang in his ears, which really made Lin Anlie break out in a cold sweat, and he was so shocked that he got up and almost knocked over the candle on the table.

"Who?" he asked in a deep voice as he scrambled his spiritual power in his hand and watched the room around the room vigilantly.

With a "squeak", a cold wind entered the room, followed by a thin but extremely capable figure flashed by, Lin Anlie only felt that it was so fast that his long hair and close-fitting clothes were moved slightly.

"It's me!" Seeing that the candle flame was not extinguished because of his speed, Nirvana hurriedly came to the table, clasped the dancing flame with both hands, slowly turned his head, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, revealing a strange smile that was extremely different from the appearance of a child, and said, "You haven't answered my question yet!"

Looking him up and down, Lin Anlie's heart couldn't help but be shocked: This is obviously a child! It's just that why is the expression on his face so mature and profound, and why is his voice so old-fashioned although his voice is immature?

"Who are you?" took a deep breath and suppressed all the doubts in his heart, he still held the spirit silk of his ten fingers, and asked softly, "What I asked was, the name and origin. ”

Seeing that the candle flame was no longer in trouble, Nirvana first walked to the window and closed the gap that opened when he came in, and then shook back to the table and sat down, holding his little chin cutely, and said, "My name is Nirvana, and I'm here to help you." ”

"Oh. ”

replied lightly, Lin Anlie felt that this child named Nirvana really had no malice, so he picked up the spirit silk and sat down at the table again.

Not resentful of his attitude, Nirvana maintained the posture of holding his chin, and asked again: "Then, you can answer me, do you like the second son of the Mo family very much?"

Instinctively lowered his head and his face turned red, Lin Anlie did not make a sound, but put his hands on the table and twisted around, and nodded slightly after a while.

Pursing his lips tightly, Nirvana reached over his little hand to hold his face, and smiled evilly: "Then, what if he doesn't like you?"

"It doesn't matter-" Lin Anlie didn't wait for his question to land, and said categorically, "In Brother Mo's heart, the most important person is Tian Qian, and Tian Qian also values him, and the two of them are the people I cherish the most, so naturally they are all good!"

"Huh-" After fiddling with the candle flame a few times, Nirvana raised his eyebrows and said, "Then, are you willing to help the day sneak to the Xuan Court to save people?"

This sentence made Lin Anlie's eyes light up, wasn't it because of this reason that he had been in a bad mood for several days?

Therefore, he immediately nodded his head as if pounding garlic, and said excitedly: "That's nature, it's just-"

"It's just that you're afraid that with your ability, not only will you not be able to help, but you will also become a drag on him, right?"

Nirvana preempted him and voiced his unfinished worries.

"Uh-huh!" Nodding vigorously again and again, Lin Anlie whispered, "This little brother-"

"My name is Nirvana!" Hearing the words "little brother", Nirvana's face sank significantly, and he shouted sharply, "Don't look at people only by their appearance, if you talk about it, you should call me senior, but I am the most annoying person who hates the red tape of those Laoshzi, you can just call me by my name, but, don't call me 'little brother'!"

Although it was a little ridiculous to hear him speak in such an old voice, Lin Anlie still respectfully clenched his fists and bowed deeply: "Then how about I also call you 'Brother Nirvana'?"

"Listen, listen. Clapping his hands with satisfaction, Nirvana put away the smiling face he had before, and said solemnly, "Lin Anlie, listen to me, this trip to Xuanting is extremely risky, whether it is you or that day dive, the slightest carelessness is a catastrophe, your life is not enough to fill, do you really want to go? For the second son of the Mo family, is it worth it?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Anlie replied with a firm gaze: "It's worth it!"

"You might die!" Nirvana raised his voice and emphasized repeatedly, "If you are killed on the grounds of trespassing on the Xuanting Court and robbing a felon, I am afraid that you will be wiped out, as far as I know, you are the only one left now, right?"

"It doesn't matter-" Showing a faint smile, Lin Anlie said with relief, "In this mortal world, whether it is a sword immortal, a demon hunter or a silk drawer, it shouldn't exist, I just want to save Brother Mo now." ”

"Okay!" sighed helplessly, Nirvana smiled bitterly, and said faintly, "From the beginning of Ming'er, you will practice with me until you have the strength to compete with the Sword Immortal!"

"Hmm!"

Nodding, Lin Anlie's eyes were blazing, and his determined eyes were full of hopeful brilliance, as if he had seen the man in white clothes like snow, fairy wind and high spirits in his heart like the most beautiful piece of pure land, showing a smile like spring water breaking the ice.

"Oh, yes!" With a big yawn, Nirvana walked to the door, and was about to step out of the threshold, but stopped again, and turned back, "Do you know where that beautiful demon hunter is, I didn't look for her in vain, so I came to find you first!"

Lowering his head and thinking about it, Lin Anlie patted his head lightly and said, "Although I'm not sure, I probably know where Miss Ji is, what are you looking for her?"

Pursing the corners of his mouth, Nirvana shook his head, and said as he walked out the door: "I will live in your house today, and you will take me to find her tomorrow!"

"But—"

Before Lin Anlie's words were finished, the door was slammed shut with a "bang" sound, and then even the candle on the table was extinguished, he knew that it must be made by Nirvana, so he stopped being verbose, and directly lay on the bed and closed his eyes, and fell asleep unconsciously.