The feast of eternal heaven has long been dispersed, and at this moment, in the quiet valley of Qihuan Mountain, in the lush dense forest, Wusong tiptoed back step by step, carrying a small bag on his shoulder, and between his demeanor, he couldn't say the thief's eyebrows...

"Where are you going?"

A familiar voice came from the hidden woods, and goosebumps popped up on the spine of Wuge: "Ah, take advantage of the good weather, come out and pick some mushrooms, hehe, pick some mushrooms..."

She saw a few cute little mushrooms growing under the ancient trees not far away, and hurriedly squatted down to 'pick mushrooms'.

"Oh, yes, I'm going to pick mushrooms when it's a good day, remember it for the teacher. Mo Xingran's tall figure suddenly appeared beside Wu Ge, squinting his eyes: "The apprentice is really diligent, after such a while, he has picked a package of mushrooms." As he spoke, his fingers were slightly raised, and the bag with a dead buckle on Wuge's shoulder was automatically untied and scattered on the ground.

"Wait... Wait..."I didn't have time to react, seeing that the objects in my bag had already seen the light of day, my mouth was deflated, and I silently greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of Moxing in my heart.

In the scattered bags, there were more than a dozen dried naan, a few fruits, a pot of water, and... The trapped beast drum and the peiyu on the ink star dye...

Mo Xing looked at her with a smile on his face: "The apprentice is going to go far away, what's the matter, is Peiyu who is holding a teacher want to see things and think about people?"

At first glance, there was no need to pretend, and Wu Ge picked up the things angrily: "Siren, hum, are you still human? I have already agreed, when I finish the matter, I will go with you to that Laoshizi God Qizhai, you are good, follow me with the ghost, if you don't know more or less that there is a difference between men and women, I am really afraid that you will follow me to the couch when I sleep at night!"

"Is that okay?"

Mo Xingran held his chin with a folding fan and frowned, as if he felt that Wuge's "proposal" was not bad.

No song: "...... No, you can't!"

Mo Xingran nodded: "It's still not appropriate to sleep in the same bed, but sleeping in the same room is..."

"No way!" Wu Ge threw the piece of peiyu on Mo Xingran, twisted his face angrily and left: "I'll go find the Xuanmen Pavilion, don't follow me!"

Mo Xingran stood in place: "Okay, I won't follow you, but..." he crossed his arms and looked at Wuge's back for a long time: "Do you know where the Xuanmen Pavilion is?"

Wu Ge heard the words and paused, his eyes turned drippingly, his little face immediately changed to flattery, and turned around: "Master, Fang Cai'er lost his words, don't take it to heart, you see that the sky is so good, why don't we go and relax?"

"You can't go back on your word as a teacher. Mo Xing Ranjun's face was gloomy, and he turned around and left in a deep voice.

No Song: "......"

Is there less of a backsliding on him?

"Mo Xingran, just say that you can help this favor or not!" Wu Ge crossed his waist and shouted.

"Help, but... You have to promise me one thing. Mo Xingran turned around: "After the rescue of the living Kou Kokou returns to Shen Qi Zhai, no matter what happens, you can't retreat." ”

Wuge rubbed his nose, isn't Shen Qizhai a school after all, what can happen?

"Okay. ”

"Okay, it's a deal!"

———

On the auspicious clouds, Wu Ge looked at the long figure beside him, and his nose was sour.

If it weren't for the guy Qiyuan who had to bring her to a feast in Qihuan Mountain, she wouldn't have 'recognized the thief as her father' now, and it was inexplicable that Mo Xingran was such an unlucky master.

The sea of fog under his feet was treacherous, and the scenery on the ground was blocked layer by layer, and Wu Ge didn't even know where he was now, and suddenly felt that he was like duckweed, and there was no place to live on this huge post-god continent.

"How long do we have to get there?" said Wuge's muffled voice, revealing lamentation.

"It's coming. Mo Xingran didn't know what he was thinking, his sword eyebrows tightened, and his eyes were deep.

In a short time, the auspicious clouds slowly sink in the fog, and the sunset sets in the west, and the orange sunlight penetrates the clouds, dyeing the scenery in front of you with a soft afterglow.

It was a silent and uninhabited foothill, with lush spruce trees growing halfway up the mountain surrounded by thick fog, heavy dew in the air, and a shaded coolness in the nasal passages between breaths.

"When we arrive, this place belongs to the Fanqing Realm inhabited by the human race, and we can only walk the next road. With a wave of his sleeves, the auspicious cloud dissipated.

"Where is this?" Wuge looked around, except for the beautiful mountains and rivers here, it was inaccessible, but it really looked like a fairy cave mansion.

"This is the mountain. ”

Wuge rolled his eyes: "If you want you to say, I don't know this is a mountain!"

"This is a spiritual mountain outside Yanyun City, such a majestic spiritual energy can be used by tens of thousands of living beings on the mountain to cultivate, and there are no less than dozens of spiritual mountains like this mountain around Yanyun City. This is an ancient battlefield, and there should not be this spiritual mountain and beautiful water, which can be seen from the resentment faintly emanating from this thick fog. But now this has become the place where the number of people in the human race has cultivated the 'Five Realms Dao', do you know why?" Mo Xingran said, looking at Wu Ge with a seductive gaze.

Facing the expectant gaze on Mo Xing Ranjun's face, Wuge lowered his eyes and pondered: "Hmm... Because... I got it!"

Mo Xingran hooked the corners of his lips with satisfaction: "Why?"

"You are the master, you speak first. Wuge's innocent eyes looked at him.

Mo Xingran: "......"

If you don't know, you don't know.

"Because of the Xuanmen Pavilion. Mo Xingran fastened the folding fan on Wuge's head: "Xuanmen Pavilion can fulfill the wishes of the people of the world." ”

Although the Xuanmen Pavilion is mysterious, it is not hidden, on the contrary, this strange gate in the troubled times has chosen to hide in the city.

After the battle of gods and demons five million years ago, the Xuanmen Pavilion was entrenched in the Yanyun City of the Fanqing Realm, and there was an endless stream of people from the five seas of Sichuan, but according to legend, the people who returned from the Xuanmen Pavilion were all smiling all day long, depressed and unhappy.

Just because, Xuanmen Pavilion never does loss-making transactions.

"It stands to reason that people should be happy that their wishes have come true. Wu Ge was puzzled: "Also, this ancient battlefield has become a beautiful mountain and water, what does it have to do with Xuanmen Pavilion?" The big watery eyes looked at Mo Xingran for a moment.

"Don't you know?" said Mo Xingran as he walked forward with his long legs.

Seeing that Mo Xingran deliberately adjusted her appetite, Wuge muttered indignantly, and hurriedly chased after her.

Walking through a muddy mountain road at the foot of the mountain, the daylight was already a little dim.

The roadside along the road was full of colorful unknown flowers, and the trees bore unknown fruit, which looked like hibiscus, and looked very pleasant, but no one picked this ripe fruit.

A group of monkeys chirping in the trees followed them all the way, all hungry and boneless, and the two gloomy eyes stared at Wuge uncomfortable: "These monkeys, how do they look like they want to eat people." ”

"Indeed, good eyesight. Mo Xingran turned his head to look at her, but his eyes were indescribably weird.

Wuge bounced three steps away, almost sitting in the mud: "What are you doing!"

Mo Xingran didn't hold back, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly: "Monkeys are naturally agile, and they smell the resentment in this strange flower and fruit, so even if they are hungry, they don't want to eat this hibiscus fruit." ”

"You..."Mo Xingran stopped talking again, paused for a moment to look at Wuge, and then shook his head again and continued to walk.

"What's wrong? Wuge followed in two steps, clinging to Mo Xingran's side.

"After entering Yanyun City, you should be careful not to let yourself be hurt, now that the demon clan is rampant, it is difficult to ensure that there are no demons in the city. By the way, what about the sachet I gave you?"

Wuge touched the sachet and fibrine in his arms: "It's here." ”

Mo Xingran nodded: "Be careful, don't be careless." ”

As he spoke, the outline of the city not far away, the towering dark gate was closed, the sky was dark, and there were a few guards standing under the gate, and a row of torches were burning on the gate.

The two walked to the city gate, and before they got close, they heard the noisy voices of people in the city, and a few flickering Kong Ming lanterns floated behind the city gate from time to time.

The guard rubbed his eyes, and there was a moment of distraction in the eyes of the two people in front of him, and the outstanding complexions of these two people were like immortals coming out of the painting, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

"Dare to ask if this is Smoke Cloud City?" Mo Xingran asked with a smile.

————

Wu Ge followed Mo Xing Ran through the long city gate hole: "How did you do it just now?" The guard pushed the closed city gate open without saying a word.

Generally, the city-states of the human race have a curfew, and the city gates are closed immediately at night, and the people in the city are not allowed to travel after the end of the day.

"I didn't do anything, do you look at this Smoke Cloud City, it looks like there is a curfew?"

Mo Xingran raised his hand and pointed to the outside of the city gate, and there were countless orange-red Kong Ming lanterns floating in the air, like a sky full of fireflies, high and low with the night wind undulating, making people dizzy.

The streets are lit up, the shops are full of people, children are playing in groups of people holding lanterns in their hands, peddlers and pawns are shouting and selling, and a few drunks are whispering to beautiful girls around them.

Wuge was dumbfounded, and stood in place.

Mo Xingran knocked her on the head: "Stupid, let's go!" took her hand and walked towards the city.

"Yanyun City is famous for the opening of folk customs, here every fifteenth day of the new year has the habit of catching up with the night gathering, today coincides with the fifteenth, although the moon is covered by the clouds, but it does not prevent the people from joining in the fun. Mo Xingran put the robe on Wuge's body: "It's deeper and heavier, you're wearing too cool." ”

Mo Xingran frowned, a few drunks in the roadside wine shop, and a few pairs of eyes seemed to be glued to Wuge's body.

"Where's your hairpin?"

"What hairpin?"

"The hairpin that Emperor Xuanhua gave you. Mo Xing Ran Jun's face was slightly displeased.

"Ah, what's wrong?"

"Hairpin on. ”

"Oh. ”

Wuge pulled up his long hair for some reason, inserted the hairpin on the top of his head, and his appearance instantly lost a bit of charm, and his delicate face looked like a clever teenager.

Mo Xingran covered her with her tall body, her right hand was stamped with one hand, and the cool dress on Wuge's body had a few more pieces of fabric in the blink of an eye, becoming a fat robe.

Mo Xingran nodded with satisfaction: "Let's go, the teacher will take you to feel the fireworks of this Mortal Qing Realm." ”

Then he pulled her into a bright and green hook fence washer...