"What?" Bai Muyun raised his eyes and instinctively blurted out, "I've never heard of what you said." ”

"Yun'er, I have no ill intentions." He stared at her, but his voice softened.

"Who is your Yun'er?" She continued to retreat, her hand already firmly gripping the scabbard and ready to pull it out, "I have no idea what you're talking about"

"Don't you know?" His thick eyebrows gradually frowned, and a trace of regret rose in his eyes.

Bai Muyun heard the sound of his heart beating violently, and the Qi Luck Dantian fine-tuned the center of gravity of his body, and calmly prepared to stab at any time.

Looking at the coldness in her eyes, like a bobcat about to explode, Fang Wenyuan sighed and stopped talking. His eyes turned cold, and he shook it lightly with a green fan in his hand.

The sound of the wind suddenly rose, blowing up the thick fallen leaves that had fallen between the two of them for an unknown number of years between three steps. The damp earth, with the strange smell of fresh leaves mixed with rot, wafted towards her face. An invisible fluctuation dispersed, and she felt a dark and cold in her mind, her body could not move, her mind was also imprisoned, her eyes seemed to be glued to the folding fan, and she could not move at all.

She felt her palms sweat, but she couldn't move her arms at all.

"One last chance, Yun'er." Fang Wenyuan finally spoke, his voice was slightly hoarse, as if there was a strong struggle in his mind.

She couldn't open her mouth, she couldn't see his expression, and the fear spread as the emerald green light emitted from the fan increased, instantly turning into a meteor-like light that pierced into the middle of her forehead

"Your Excellency wants to use soul searching on a ten-year-old child, isn't it too ruthless?" A cold drink suddenly appeared, and the stinging pain that wanted to pass through the skull disappeared immediately, and the body returned to normal, the gloom was swept away from his mind, and the warm feeling made him feel as if he was bathing in the sun in the air.

A flower appeared in front of him, and a white fluttering back appeared in front of him.

Uncle Fan?

No

He's not. It was a jade-colored belt tied around his waist, and his long, jewel-black hair reflected the sparkling light. In the wide cloud sleeves of ivory dark stripes, a slender hand held a curved long sword. It was a shape that had never been seen before, like a venomous snake with a bowed body, and a faint sound could be heard, as if it was sucking in sunlight without any metallic reflection. Such a strange long sword is beside such a figure, but it exudes a heroic righteousness

Although this tall back is very close to Fan Ping, there is no sense of closeness when standing there, but it makes people subconsciously want to escape from his side.

"What a soul suppression sword" Fang Wenyuan smiled extremely coldly, and the white teeth he showed actually made Bai Muyun tremble, "I don't want to startle the immortal driver of Shangqing Mountain He Zhenren." This is said without any inaudible fluctuations.

"So vicious at a young age." The man in white scolded, and the strange sword in his hand trembled faintly.

"I gave her a chance," Fang Wenyuan suddenly showed a strange expression, as if he was thinking and helpless, and it was more like sighing, seeing Bai Muyun's brows tighter. The feeling this man gave her was now more than just horror. From the earliest good feelings, to the later boldness, to the death threat just now. In just one day, this person made her see the complex and twisted facets of human nature, and although her body had recovered as normal, her heart sank like the sea.

"Yun'er," he called out his name softly, his thick eyebrows soothed, and a sincere smile resurfaced on his face, "I really didn't mean to hurt you." It's just that you don't understand the importance of this red water bead in the North Sea to me. ”

She squeezed a phrase out between her teeth, "I repeat, I've never heard of this." ”

"Impossible" he roared violently, the speed of the change of face made her calves go weak and almost fell to her knees, "It must be on you" His eyelids looked blood-red like a demon because of the congestion, and his handsome face was pale and terrifying against the green robe.

He pointed a folding fan at his heart, the corners of his eyes seemed to break open, and he stared at Bai Muyun intently: "Did you hear that?" Here you are suing me, give it back to me and give me back the red pearls."

She sat on the ground with a bang, and she couldn't believe that the crazy man in front of her was still a handsome boy before half a ring, and he had been playing that beautiful rhythm for himself, what was that drop of water? What happened to make him so sure he took it? What is it that makes a person look like this?

He Muhua's right wrist shook, the slightest sound in the sword body was even worse, Jun's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he shouted in a low voice: "Yun'er retreat" Then he sacrificed the Soul Suppression Sword and flew straight towards Fang Wenyuan's throat.

This "cloud" made her react, and she hurriedly got up from the ground and rushed behind a big tree without looking back. She turned her head to look quietly with palpitations, and found that neither of them had moved, but there seemed to be a huge amount of energy hovering in the center of the two, and the two colors of cold light, one white and one green, were facing each other in the air, and they still felt a little dazzling during the day.

In the silent figure and silent confrontation, the crisis is something that Bai Muyun can't understand at all. But she instinctively felt that the man in white and Fang Wenyuan should be equal at this time. According to the logic of her usual reading, whoever can hold on to the end at this time will be the winner

"Hmph, the soul suppression is nothing more than that" A voice completely different from Fang Wenyuan sounded suddenly, a little low and hoarse, "I see that the incompetent elders in Shangqing Mountain can't teach any decent apprentices" A strange laugh came out one after another. At this time, Fang Wenyuan no longer had the appearance he had just now, but his eyes were closed, and his face was still pale.

"Owning an immortal weapon, but handing it over to a little doll to use, the Fang family in the Northern Regions is a ruthless family master." The man in white stared at the light cluster tightly and snorted disdainfully.

"He is still young, and he is still kind, and he does not want to hurt anyone, but you have taken the lead. You bully the small," the voice was even more rampant.

"He dares to perform soul searching techniques on me, even if I chase him to the Northern Regions, I will take revenge," the man in white waved his robe, and a stronger white light rushed into the light cluster.

"Ah" A miserable scream came from the light group, "With your skills, even if you add the soul suppression, it is still far from destroying my immortal weapon He Muhua, I have written down this account!"

As soon as the words fell, the green light appeared, and a snake's mouth opened violently to swallow Fang Wenyuan, dissipating in the air immediately.

Bai Muyun was stunned by the fleeting scene just now. This is the first time she has truly witnessed the battle of immortals, there is no sword and sword, there is no blood and light, and the man in white has not moved from beginning to end, and still maintains the free and easy temperament at the beginning. However, he seems to have just said the words "I am a disciple"?

She looked at the man in white waving to her, hesitating whether to step forward and salute, not wanting him to walk towards her. His face shocked her heart, and she couldn't even summarize it in the word handsome. So she wanted to use words to praise the beauty of a woman to describe it, maybe it's not too much to sink the fish and the goose, she thought to herself.

He Muhua put away the Soul Suppression Sword and walked to Bai Muyun's side in three steps. Looking at her frightened eyes, I couldn't help but sigh a little. Her reaction when Fang Wenyuan pressed him just now surprised him a little. He thought that a little girl who had seen the world should have been frightened, but he never thought that she was secretly calmly preparing for an attack, and fighting for herself with offense and defense. This made him immediately agree with what Fan Ping said to him last night, "This girl is a superior asset in both will and calmness."

The first time I saw these immortal arts, I saw a dead person, and I could still stand here under the danger of death, which already showed that the person in front of me had courage and qualifications

He suddenly retracted his cold breath, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his round mouth: "Are you Bai Muyun?" "The voice is beautiful, but it is full of majesty.

"It's me." She replied in confusion. Didn't they all say I was his apprentice just now?

"Kneel" was like a slap in the head, making her knees weak and kneeling straight in front of him.

"I am the one hundred and thirty-sixth generation disciple of Shangqing Mountain, He Muhua." He looked down at her dark eyes, and said word by word, "Now give you the Yao Qing card, follow me to participate in the entrance exam of this course, the successful one will officially become my big disciple, and the loser will be sent back to his hometown and must not be disobeyed."

His words exploded in her mind, he is He Zhenren who I am going to apprentice to, he is the very strict master that Uncle Fan said, he has now agreed to let me take the entrance exam, I really have the qualifications to cultivate immortals

Looking at a black jade-colored square card that appeared in front of her, all kinds of thoughts came and went for a while, and she had mixed feelings in her heart.

I've finally found Master, but is Uncle Fan about to leave me?

Just when she was sluggish, a hand reached out from behind her, gently picked up the token in front of her eyes, and handed it to her eyes, and a soft voice that was too familiar to be familiar could not be more familiar in her ears: "Mu Yun is not going to thank the future master soon?" ”

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