"In Jialan, the clouds return, and the first phoenix falls and feathers into a goblin.

In the event of love, Xu Jiao's body, and his husband turned into a god.

Entering the priesthood, abandoning love and righteousness, there is no herald between heaven and earth.

In the heavenly river, a hundred zhang of ice is not as good as a thousand years of bitterness and ruthlessness......"

A gentle and long female voice woke Wuxin from his coma, and when he opened his eyes, there was a young woman with a bewitching face and a rather graceful demeanor, singing with low eyebrows, singing words that he did not understand, but there was a very sad tune between the tones.

Wuxin slowly sat up, shook his still somewhat dazed head, and looked at the surrounding environment, he was actually in a natural stone cave, and the holes were lined up with some simple stone tables and stools, and even the place where he was lying was a large round stone with a smooth surface. At this moment, the chill on the stone has soaked through Wuxin's clothes, and he is running in with his back at the moment.

It doesn't look like a place to live!

The woman realized that Wuxin had woken up, so she stopped her mouth and didn't say much, just stared at Wuxin, her eyes wandering, and the autumn waves were horizontal.

Unintentionally stared at the hairy in his heart, scratched his head, and suddenly remembered as if he was reciting the Buddha, and said: "Donor, where is the little monk?" ”

The woman smiled and said, "Fuling Mountain Cloud Stack Cave." ”

"Fuling Mountain Cloud Stack...... Hole? Oh, I remember, what about the pig demon? Could it be that you are? Wuxin patted his bare head, and suddenly remembered that he was taken away by the pig demon in the process of subduing the demon with his master, and he seemed to have bumped into something on the way, so he fell into a coma. At this time, he is trapped in a cave, isn't he being caught by the pig demon? Is this the one in front of you...... Pig demon?

I can't connect the slender and tender beautiful woman in front of me with the pig demon with a meaty face in my memory.

The woman looked at the strange expression of Wuxin, and actually hid her face and laughed, the voice was like a light bell, very sultry: "Little master, I'm not a pig demon, I'm a fairy sister." , I saved you, little monk. ”

"What? Fairy sister? Wuxin breathed a sigh of relief, that's it, such a beautiful sister, how could she be a pig demon! Wuxin patted his chest, but immediately became nervous again: "Sister Fairy, this pig demon is very powerful, you go back with me, I will take you to my master, and the immortal surnamed Gao, you can definitely subdue it if you join forces." ”

"What? Immortals with the surname Gao? When the woman heard this, she frowned.

"Well, it seems to be called Gao Lian." I thought about it.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief: "Isn't it him......"

"Sister Fairy, let's go quickly, this cave doesn't seem to be a good place because of Zou Zou, let's find my master to subdue the demon." Unintentionally urged.

Although she didn't want to urge in every way, but the woman didn't mean to get up, she looked at Wuxin, and saw that it was a hairy boy who didn't know anything about the world, so she asked: "Little monk, my sister asked you, why do you want to subdue demons?" ”

Wuxin obviously didn't expect the woman to ask this, so he hesitated for a while, and then said, "It is the mission of the monks to subdue demons and defend the way. ”

"Why do you want to defend the Devil's Path?"

"Demons plague the world."

"Who taught you?"

"Master."

"Who did the master listen to?"

"Hmm, fairy ......"

"The gods are right? What the gods did was nothing wrong? In my opinion, the gods are the most ruthless, the most hateful, and the most damned! ”

"You...... You talk nonsense. ”

The argument between the woman and Wuxin provoked both of them to blush, and Wuxin saw that she had lost too much, so she hurriedly chanted the Buddha to calm down, bowed her head and said nothing, and the woman did not continue, easing her temper.

After calming down for a long time, the woman spoke again, but this time it was not for the sake of arguing: "Little monk, sister will tell you a story." ”

Without waiting for an unintentional response, the woman breathed a sigh of calm and said slowly.