watched Shi Chang leave in abrupt disdain. Teng Snake Yunyi swayed his bewitching figure and walked behind Yuanwei, his whole body was almost all attached to his back, and said charmingly: "My lord, this candle hunter is here, are you still pretending to be deaf and dumb here?"

"Go, Senior Sister Yunyi, Senior Brother Yuanwei is staying well in this North Point Fang City, why do you bother to pick him up. If outsiders know the true identity of the junior brother, then the entire Third Realm Immortal Cultivators will not continue to come over to hunt him down, besides, the Candle Yin Hunter will not let him go, maybe it will also attract the old monsters of the Immortal Realm, and then our entire Third Realm will not be guaranteed 20,000!" Feather Kite pulled Yun Yi up from the young man and blamed.

Motowei was deeply affected by the remnant soul of Xuan Mo, and his temperament has changed greatly since the battle between Shatian Valley and Qing Tengzi, and he always doubts whether his divine consciousness and will come from him or Xuan Mo, so he has fallen into a state of madness. He is sometimes violent, crazy, sometimes pure and affectionate, but sometimes extremely lewd and lustful, overeating, even the feather kites and hairy munches who have been with him can't guess his thoughts.

And since the first stop in the Shatian Valley, the Shui Chu people insisted on staying in the Shatian Valley, which had become an ocean, and she even left the Teng Snake Yunyi by her side, resolutely not letting Yunyi be the mount of Yuanwei. Yuanwei was even more annoyed, he threw the Emperor Mountain Seal to the Shui Chu people, and he took the feather kite and Mao Lan to Beijiaofang City to live.

"However, it's not a way for adults to hide here, and one day the candle hunters will find here. It's better for adults to go to Sister Shui now, and ask her to agree to me to be an adult mount. Our group of four Soul Condensing Realms is also a lot of strength, let's go on a killing spree and kill all those hateful Candle Yin Hunters!" Yun Yi continued to lobby with a pink fist.

"Forget it! I don't know what you're thinking about, don't you just want to be with Senior Brother Yuan! You also said that you are willing to be his mount, obviously you just want to be ridden by him! Senior Brother Yuan doesn't have wings! What else do you need a mount!" Feather Kite snorted coldly.

As if she had been told something in her heart, Yun Yiqiao's face turned red and she defended: "Sister Shui said that 20,000 years ago, Lord Xuanmo's mount was a Teng Snake!

Mao Mo turned her head, and saw Yuanwei's fiery eyes following Yun Yi's bewitching body, she was very unhappy, she turned around in front of Yuanwei and muttered: "With me and Yu Kite by your side, isn't the junior brother still satisfied?"

......

After all, Yun Yi was still driven back to Shatian Valley by Feather Kite and Mao Lan to accompany the Shui Chu people, but it is estimated that it will not be long before she will appear in Beijiaofang City uninvited.

The stone building is happy, but the North Point Square market is much deserted.

The news of the arrival of the Candle Yin Hunter in the Third Realm disappeared, and those immortal cultivators with sects and families were all busy ventilating and reporting the news, while some timid people had already found a secluded place to hide, wanting to spend the next ten years silently and alone with the spirit stones and elixirs they had accumulated so hard.

The only people who linger in the city of North Point Fong are those who are desperate, frustrated, and unwilling to be touched by hunters who rely on the low realm.

Motoo stood in the dark stone building, looking down at the huge circular square through the window, and the irrepressible loneliness arose. In his heart, there are always many lingering shadows, such as Bell, Mu Fen, Nie Youlan, as well as Gu Sui, Ding Dong, Zi Mei and Wu Tu and others.

"It would be nice to stay with them all day!" Motoo sighed countless times.

But countless times, these familiar figures and warm memories will bring pinprick-like stinging pain in my consciousness. In the sting, he will also have many evil thoughts, that is, to kill these inseparable relatives in his life one by one, and his mind even sketches every detail of killing everyone.

Imagining himself stabbing the sharp snake staff into the body of his loved one, imagining the tip of the snake staff dripping with blood, Yuan Wei almost wanted to go crazy.

"Am I Xuan Mo or Motoo?" Motoo grabbed his hair, in pain.

......

On the outskirts of Tsubame County.

On a high mountain overgrown with ancient pines, an obscene-looking old man hunched through the jungle. The old man was dressed in tatters, and his clothes had long been unable to see the original style and color, and the ashes were like a few oil-soaked sacks on his body.

The old man's feet did not touch the ground, and not far from him, a huge ant more than two feet long fled in a panic.

That ant is enough to have the cultivation of the Gathering Spirit Realm, but he really doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the old man who is already in the Great Perfection Realm of the Bone Refining Realm, so he doesn't dare to transform into a human form, but just desperately drills into the cracks of stones and piles of dead leaves.

"Grandpa, ancestor, I'm just a little ant in the Spirit Gathering Realm, don't chase me!" the ant pleaded breathlessly.

The old man smiled suspiciously, "Run, if you run slowly, you will be bulleted in the ass." ”

"Grandpa, why are you doing this? I didn't offend you!" the ant almost collapsed.

"Well, I've heard that ant urine is a great spice for a great stew. I've also heard that ants pee more and taste more after intense exercise! Today, if I'm lucky enough to meet a big ant like you, you can hold on to me for another 500 zhang, and then give me ten catties of spice and I'll let you go, otherwise, Lao Tzu will stew you directly!"

If Genwei saw such a scene, he would definitely make fun of the old man, because the old man was the candle hunter Lao Baiwei left over from the last candle yin disaster.

Baiwei has a deep friendship with Motoo, he is quite kind, and his only hobby is to collect and cook all kinds of delicious food. When Motoo was with him, he didn't eat less strange things.

After listening to Baiwei's words, the ant smiled bitterly, "Grandpa, you see how my little body can't hold ten catties of spices!" I don't know if it's because I'm running too fast, or if I don't have the strength.

In a panic, the ants didn't find the cliff in front of them, and they couldn't hold back their footsteps and fell down one heel.

"Grandpa save me!" the ants screamed, perhaps due to fright, the urine that had been holding their stomachs erupted like a mountain spring, squirting out in a sparse voice.

"Oh, it's a pity!" Baiwei shouted, and he leapt down after the giant ant, and almost at the same time, a huge stone cauldron appeared in his hand.

The stone pot at the flat end of the Barilla swayed from side to side, and not a single drop of the spilled water was wasted, and all of them were connected to the pot by him!

Baiwei grabbed the ant with the pot in one hand and landed steadily under the cliff with the other, "The bottom of this pot is only half a catty of seasoning, you are too angry!"

As he spoke, Baiwei actually held the pot in both hands and savored it.

When the ant saw that his life was worry-free, he also turned into a thin old lady, and he wanted to leave with a shy face.

"Why doesn't it taste right?" Baiwei looked puzzled, and when he turned around and saw the old lady beside him, he jumped away with an exclamation, "Are you a woman?"

"Uh-huh, yes, yes, grandpa, no, brother, is that really a spice? your taste is so special!" said the old lady with a twist.

Baiwei snorted angrily and poured all the water juice at the bottom of the pot, "Even if my old man has been so upset lately, he didn't even see that you are a female ant! Can female ants' urine be used?!Joke, I ...... I...... I even took a big sip!...... Uh......"

Baiwei held on to a stone wall with one hand and retched loudly.

"Brother, my name is Shi Qianqian. That...... That...... If you want to find me, you can go to the Babu Hutong in the southwest corner of Yanjun City and call my name!" the old lady said in a panic.

Looking at Shi Qianqian's shyness, Baiwei was a little moved, "Mmmm, junior sister, sister, or, if you're okay, let's go around this mountain together?" Maybe I can find some different ingredients, and then I'll make a pot of delicious food for you to taste." ”

"That's a good feeling! That's a good feeling......"

"Boom!"

"Ah......h

Shi Qianqian jumped like a still young girl, but unfortunately she didn't say a word, a golden sword shadow attacked, and she was bombarded to pieces!

"Who is it?"

Baiwei roared.

"Candle Hunter!"

A haughty, lazy voice sounded not far away. Baiwei turned his head to look, and there were four immortal cultivators in his eyes. Two of the four were cultivators of the Great Perfection of the Bone Refining Realm, and the rest were young people who only had the Gathering Spirit Realm.

"Candle Yin Hunter, I'm also a Candle Yin Hunter!" Bai Wei was surprised, he had been in this third realm for two hundred years, and he saw the same immortal cultivator from the Candle Yin Realm again, how could he not be excited!"What kind of sect are the four? My name is Bai Wei, and I am from the Iron Crack Sect of the Candle Yin Realm!"

"Iron Crack Sect?" The middle-aged man who looked like a scholar at the head of the sect had his eyelids jumping wildly, he forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and pretended to be puzzled and said: "There was indeed an existence of the Iron Crack Sect in our Candle Yin Realm more than a hundred years ago, but it is said that because the sect lost a peerless spiritual weapon, this led to the demise of the sect. How could you be from a sect that perished more than a hundred years ago? Show me your boundary cards!"

The so-called boundary card is an identification card issued by the Candle Yin Hunter before he descends to the third realm.

Baiwei took out an old jade plaque from his bosom and shook it in front of the four of them, but the four of them looked disdainful, "You are not our Candle Yin Sect's boundary card at all!

"Wait!" Baiwei was indignant, but he still patiently recounted his experience two hundred years ago.

The four of them suddenly realized, and the middle-aged man who was the leader pondered for a moment and asked, "Senior Brother Baiwei, it is said that your Iron Crack Sect has an artifact, I don't know if it's true?"

Baiwei proudly took out the huge stone cauldron and shook it in front of them, "This is the Divine Shield of the Iron Crack Sect!

It turns out that the big stone pot of Baiwei has such a loud name, Shenxiao Shield!

The Shenxiao Shield was still gray and did not have any brilliance, which made the four of them suspicious.

The four of them glanced at each other, and the middle-aged man in the lead said politely: "It turns out that what Senior Brother said is right, I don't know if Senior Brother can take this stone pot, oh no, Shenxiao Shield let the four of us take a closer look, so as to open our eyes!"

"How can that work!" Baiwei vigilantly accepted the stone pot and refused.