Yan Qing and his party slipped away, and when Luo Wushuang found out, he was completely dumbfounded, he thought about it, and he didn't understand where he had exposed his ambitions

He held the letter in his hand, his heart was half dead with anger, and he still kept a smile on his face, it seemed that there was no way to take the monk's route, so the only thing he could use was Mrs. Ning!.

So, Luo Wushuang turned around and came to the Moon Pavilion, who knows, the Moon Pavilion was actually empty, and asked the slaves and maids of the Moon Pavilion, they were all at a loss, and instead asked, "Didn't Mrs. Ning die early." ”

After asking, I still whispered in my heart, I am afraid that I have fallen into evil, Mrs. Ning is long gone, and I actually came to ask Mrs. Ning's whereabouts, alas, I looked at a very shrewd person, why was I suddenly confused.

Looking at the trembling quail appearance of the subordinates, Luo Wushuang calmed his face, waved his hand, and the subordinates retreated in unison, leaving Luo Wushuang alone to sit on the wooden chair in the entire Moon Pavilion, holding his forehead in distress.

He didn't know that yesterday, the dragon box that Yan Qing inadvertently dug up was too strong because of the aura, which impacted the living creatures and plants in the palace, and repelled most of the evil spirits. x

This wisp of remnant soul has no consciousness and no memory, but instinctively leans under the tree, Luo Wushuang naturally can't see it, for Luo Wushuang, today's loss is a bit big, first the innocent monk he was eyeing ran away, and then Mrs. Ning in his backyard disappeared, these two transcendent existences should have been a chance, but he couldn't seize it.

"Where did Mrs. Ning go" Luo Wushuang regretted it very much, he knew that people would run away, he shouldn't have let Mrs. Ning deal with Yan Qing, this time he lost the watermelon and the sesame seeds.

In the courtyard of the Moon Pavilion, no matter where the sun is under the small locust tree, there is always a strange shadow falling under the tree.

A wisp of wind with the fragrance of flowers blew, and the translucent remnant soul snuggled under the tree, and the fallen leaves fell at her feet, and she looked at the sky in a daze.

Under the sky, the clouds and mist curled above the rocks of Wanjianmen Mountain, and Yan in a goose yellow skirt saw Jian Wuchen, and immediately jumped over happily, hugged his arm, and said, "Master!" I've got something to show you. ”

"Something."

Jian Wuchen frowned, wanting to save his arm from Yan Qing's hands, he had just finished practicing the sword, and the sword qi around him remained, and others couldn't get close to him easily, but Yan Qing walked all the way, as if he had entered a no-man's land, which was not only his deliberate restraint, but also because of Yan Qing's own agility.

"Guess."

Yan blinked lightly and sold Guanzi, the girl's face was beautiful, and she spoke with a little playfulness and cuteness.

Jian Wuchen struggled for a long time, and finally rescued his arm, and calmly called: "Gu Nian, you say." ”

Hmph, I want to be a routine master, there is no door, and Gu Nian, the tool man, is the perfect commentator! .

Gu Nian was originally standing by and watching, but when he suddenly heard the master's voice, his sword flew over, saluted respectfully, and said:

"Back to the master, that day the junior sister went down the mountain without authorization, and the apprentice searched all the way, the junior sister first went to the butcher, the flower building, the chamber of commerce, and the apprentice was easy to find for a while, and finally found the junior sister in the mansion of the prince of Luoguo.

At that time, the aura in the palace was flourishing, and the apprentices and sisters held a carved dragon wooden box, and the apprentices never saw what was in the box, but the box was exquisitely made, and it must be an extraordinary thing. ”

"Senior brother!" Yan stomped her feet lightly, her eyebrows were glaring, and she suddenly felt so bored, she finally found something, and she was spoiled by her senior brother.

Jian Wuchen was slightly moved, and said, "What?"

"This!" Yan Qing took out the box from the Qiankun bag, Jian Wuchen looked at the wooden box, his whole gaze was carved into a dragon shape, the workmanship was lifelike, and there was also a wisp of remnant soul, which was an extraordinary thing at first glance.

Yan opened the box slowly, and the aura in the wooden box spewed out, which was not abrupt in a place like the Ten Thousand Sword Gate, but it was just a little special.

Jian Wuchen looked at the brush inside, and his interest immediately disappeared, and he just commented: "This thing is made of more than a dozen high-grade spirit stones, and there are subtle formations carved on it, it should be the legendary magic pen." ”

"What is the magic pen" Yan Qing looked puzzled, she grabbed the brush, a cool feeling passed from the palm of her hand to the meridians, and an impulse passed from her heart to her hand, she couldn't help but perform a master-level pen transfer on the spot.

This is simply poisonous! You can't stop picking it up! Yan Qing turned more and more happy.

Jian Wuchen glanced at Gu Nian, Gu Nian understood, and immediately explained: "Senior sister, many monks will give the small props they make to mortals, giving them a glimmer of life, among which the magic pen is the most common prop, its workmanship depends on the rating of the spirit stone, the formation, etc., to distinguish the good from the bad, the things drawn by the magic pen will appear immediately, although the existence time is only 12 hours, but it is enough to solve many things for mortals." ”x

"Is it so powerful that you can draw spirit stones?" Yan Qing asked in surprise, if you lack money, take a pen and draw it, it is more effective than a cornucopia!.

"I can't." Jian Wuchen looked bored, his favorite is only the sword, for this extraordinary brush, he said that he has no interest at all, the brush can fight is not as good as a dagger!.

"It's just a brush, you have to like to go to the elders' hall to find a few exercises to practice the pen to play with, and you must not lose your mind with playthings." Jian Wuchen glanced at it casually, and said in his heart, this thing looks like a war scumbag.

If there are other monks present, it will probably burst Jian Wuchen's dog head, this is not an ordinary brush, this is a magic weapon, the energy it contains can warm the monk's meridians, and can also regulate the flow of aura, which is a rare good thing for low-level monks, how can it be a battle scum in Jian Wuchen's eyes.

"Great, I like this brush too." Yan Qing was completely misled by Jian Wuchen, and felt that this should be a common thing, although Wanjianmen often used swords, but for all-round development, he still collected some other exercises.

After Yan Qing left happily, a trace of helplessness flashed in Jian Wuchen's eyes, and he looked at Gu Nian: "You say, what is the causal line on Yan Qing's body?"

"I'm afraid that the eldest prince of Luoguo has ill intentions towards her, master, I can't complain about my sister in this matter, my sister is not deeply involved in the world, and it is inevitable that she will fall into a trap." Gu Nian said nicely.

"You have good things to say about any woman, so what is not deeply involved in the world is obviously stupid." Jian Wuchen rubbed his temples and wondered: "What should she do now, do you want to throw her on the top of the mountain to retreat and cultivate, but the cause and effect are already there."

"In this case, the master will either put the junior sister down the mountain and end the cause and effect."

The one who answered that the sword was dustless, and he came from the sword, with an extraordinary bearing and a handsome Taoyao.