Chapter Seventy-One: Gathering

The open door revealed darkness and depth, and the howling wind in the evening turned out to be like a woman's terrible whimper, which made all the blood in Zhang Daoren's brain disperse at once, and his whole brain was blank.

It's just a game. Zhang Daoren settled down and approached the hellish cellar. This hell is shallow and small, and you can stand in the doorway and have a panoramic view of the cellar five or six steps down. His advanced cultivation made his eyesight even better, even if he only used the afterglow of the evening to reveal the coolness, he could clearly see the remaining mud in this cellar, the fine white bones, and Ziyue's beaded flowers.

Ziyue has always brought less jewelry, and only a hosta on weekdays, but there is no fairy assistance here, so Ziyue can only give up the hairpin and use a strap instead, and the bare hairpin is not good-looking. Ziyue didn't have much jewelry, and she changed her dress, and Zhang Daoren was extremely impressed.

Zhang Daoren squatted down and picked up the bead flower, and the tip of his nose lingered in addition to the moisture of water vapor, the fishy smell of live fish, and the subtle smell of blood. Knowing that this was probably not Ziyue's blood, Zhang Daoren was still at a loss. ...... the hell she Where did it go?

Ziyue is dreaming.

Ziyue glanced at the person in front of her in a trance, and sure enough, she was dreaming!

"Is there something on my face?" Mo Wenjun clenched his fists to his lips and chuckled, and asked softly. This little girl has been looking at him so straight from the moment he brought people out, and she has been staring at him all the way, and her eyes are like sleepwalking, but they are not good at all, and her eyes are full of disbelief. With Ziyue's tutor and character, if she wasn't really surprised, it would be almost impossible to want her to do such an impolite thing!

In fact, he didn't care much about being looked at, but this little girl's eyes were so complicated and cute that he couldn't help but want to laugh. In order not to destroy his image, he used his extraordinary willpower to forcibly suppress the urge to laugh.

"Ah...... Ah, no. Ziyue hurriedly lowered her head, her face was flushed, and even the roots of her ears turned into red agate, and her chin was pressed into the collarbone socket.

Looking at this poor little child's appearance, Mo Wenjun knew that if he didn't speak, this girl wouldn't speak even if she nodded her head.

"Is there anything you'd like to ask me? Just ask, and I'll try to answer you. Mo Wenjun softened his voice as much as possible, for fear that he would accidentally frighten this timid girl. If he hadn't been scared to death because of the failed mission and the plot was finished, then he would have to be famous with Ziyue who killed Ni Sheng with capsaicin!

Ziyue was indeed full of questions at this time: "Why are you here?" Didn't you say that there were no invitation tickets? ”

"Originally, the invitation ticket given to you by the monkey was given to me, after all, the temperament of carefree and neon clothes made her not feel at ease." Mo Wenjun said softly in a childlike tone.

Ziyue burst into tears in an instant! She knew it! The palace master still loves her! It's not going to send her to the mouths of those two hungry wolves!

But...... Zi Yue remembered what she had heard in Yunbotai, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled: "Didn't Fairy Honghan say ......" said that you were born in the mortal world, so you are not interested in this kind of mortal dungeon, and the invitation scroll is all for her?

I don't know why, Ziyue's face turned a little pale. Mo Wenjun glanced at her suspiciously, and couldn't think of a reason, so he could only push it under the joy and sorrow, this little girl's fragile heart couldn't stand it.

"When I got it, Honghan already had other arrangements and didn't come." He thought that since he was going to ask them to help take care of it, it would not be good to leave the little girl in it alone, so he simply came over himself. It's not that there are no other immortals under him, but with Ziyue's temperament, if she is a stranger, let alone let people take care of her, it is lucky not to be scared half to death.

However, Zi Yue didn't hear the meaning of his words, but her face turned a little paler, as if it was for the intimacy with Fairy Honghan in his tone. Even if the people in the fairy world, except for Ziyue, who has become a living textbook, as long as others are not too unfamiliar, they call each other only two words of immortal names.

"Then ...... "Why are you here?" Zi Yue was silent for a while, and just after she made up her mind and wanted to continue asking, she saw Mo Wenjun's ears move, and a smile appeared on his face, "Yang Jian has found it." ”

Yes? Ziyue was still dumbfounded. I saw Mo Wenjun smile and push the door out directly.

The open door of Zhang's family in Xingcun is very large. Once opened, the view is excellent, almost unobstructed.

Then Ziyue saw Zhang Daoren who was rushing all the way to the smoke and dust, and saw Yang Jian, who was obviously closer than Zhang Daoren but appeared later than him.

I don't know why, Ziyue looked at Zhang Daoren who was running wildly, and suddenly remembered the unlucky nickname he had given him, and couldn't help but have an evil thought in his heart.

If only he could wrestle...... It's best to still have a large font......

Then he saw that Zhang Daoren, who also saw himself sitting in the hall, walked through the door of the mansion and went straight to Zhang Daoren in the hall, and when he passed the threshold of the door, he simply fell into a big character.

"Ahh

Ziyue: ...... How did I not know that I still had a crow's beak?

Mo Wenjun: ...... Polio seizure?

Yang Jian: ...... The little white face is really open-minded!

Zhang Daoren raised his eyes calmly, and didn't get up, and directly put on a bewitching posture on the ground, and threw a bewitching look at the surprised Ziyue: "It's okay to fall on the ground, sister, but it's too worried for me." ”

Ziyue: It turns out that it's not that she has a crow's mouth, it's that he has a habitual neurotic attack!

"The little white face is finally excessive, this is? Look, this word is really standard. Yang Jian glanced at Zi Yue, although he didn't understand what it meant, but Zi Yue always felt that his eyes were a little strange, and then he heard him mock again.

"!" Zhang Daoren rolled his eyes, when Ziyue thought he was going to fight back, Zhang Daoren magically blackened himself, "Lao Tzu fell obviously a wood!" ”

Nani? Ziyue, who didn't understand, had a confused face, and there was forbearance in the eyes of the two people who were used to driving, and the eyes were full of the same three words: Count you ruthless!

"Haha, Da Mo, why did you get in?" Zhang Daoren saw that Ziyue didn't understand his hints, and he was a little bored, patted his butt and stood up, found a chair to sit down, turned his head and asked Mo Wenjun.

Wait, Zi Yue was a little confused, they were so surprised at first, and then they suddenly realized what was it? Why did Mo Wenjun suddenly come to save her? Earlier than the other two? Ziyue was confused, her eyes full of confusion.

"The little girl still doesn't understand?" Yang Jian sighed, "This person is the big boss of this game." ”

What a mess!