He probably spoke with his throat pinched like this for the first time in his life, and he felt very sore in his teeth, and his old face was hot after speaking.

As soon as he looked up and saw Ye Huan looking at him like a monster, he immediately slammed fiercely: "What are you looking at?" Take care of your crane, don't let it go too bumpy, and make Miss Jun uncomfortable. ”

Ye Huan: "......"

God, this style of painting is changing so fast! Is this Elder Jin possessed by something?

When the group arrived in front of a black and white building, it was already evening, the sun had set, and a faint crescent moon appeared in the distant sky, like the eyebrows carefully painted by a beauty.

Jun Scarlet looked at the building, and his heart moved, the building looked a little strange, pyramid-shaped, and there was a yin and yang fish pattern hanging on the top, and the fish's eyes flashed in the night, as if overlooking the world.

The aura here is very special, this building is faintly a demon array!

And the jade bells hanging on the four corners are alarms.

Once a demon intrudes into the three zhang range of this building, the jade bell will ring the bell to call the police.

In front of the door stood sixteen disciples wearing Yin Yang Fish Dao robes.

Although the faces are ugly and handsome, they are all full of energy, and they are masters at first glance.

"What sect are they from?" Jun Crimson asked.

Ye Huan stared at her, it seemed a little strange that she didn't even know this: "They are elite disciples from various immortal sects on rotation, and they don't belong to one sect." ”

This little girl is so good at her skills, and her skills are pure, she didn't expect that everyone knows and doesn't understand common sense about these things, and she seems to have run out of some deep mountain and old forest.

Ye Huan somewhat believed that her family was a hermit, or the kind that could no longer be hidden.

"You Flying Immortal Sect also have it?"

Ye Huan was proud: "Of course, how can we be missing our Flying Immortal Sect?!" ”

"What about the Ziwei Sect?"

"Nature...... Naturally, there are. ”

As he spoke, those disciples at the door had already stepped forward to salute.

Jun Scarlet took a closer look and found that two disciples had met Ye Huan and Elder Jin alone, and two disciples had saluted to the Moci Dharma Protector alone.

Naturally, they are undoubtedly disciples of their own sect.

Her heart moved, the two disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect looked average, and one of them was still full of pimples.

However, the two disciples of the Ziwei Sect are both handsome descendants, like humble gentlemen.

Jun Crimson looked at Ye Huan and Elder Jin again, and understood.

It seems that the Flying Immortal Sect is an eclectic selection of talents, as long as the spirit core is good, it doesn't matter how ugly the appearance is.

And the Ziwei Sect seems to pay more attention to the skin, and the disciples are very handsome......

And Ye Huan's explanation also proved her judgment: "The Ziwei Sect has harsh conditions for accepting apprentices, and likes to accept useless little white faces......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stumbled under his feet and almost slammed on the door!

He hurriedly raised his head with his hands, and saw Mo Ci glancing at him with a smile, and his tone was light: "Ye Jiaotou be careful, don't look at people with prejudice." ”

Ye Huan: "......"

Naturally, he didn't dare to provoke Mo Ci, because the other party could throw him out of the clouds with a gesture!

Jun's crimson eyes lit up slightly, she was an expert, and her eyes were also sharp, but she didn't even see when the ink protector moved.

It seems that the kung fu of this Mo Ci Dharma Protector is terrifyingly high!

Her brother often lamented that he didn't know how to do magic, but he didn't expect that this god-like brother was a top master.

What's even more rare is that he is not bad to her.

She bent her eyes.

……

Tomorrow the red-clothed demon will have a thick line, hehe, ask for a ticket. What's the matter?