The rain gradually subsided, and the sky dispersed with large dark clouds, and brightness was restored.

Over there, Granny Chang and the carp spirit chatted about some trivial things, and they were very close to each other.

Zhou Xuanqing pondered for a moment, squeezed the messenger talisman tightly in her hand, she silently recited the incantation and made a handprint, and the talisman disappeared suddenly.

Yan Qingjun's slender fingers were raised, and the sleeves of his robe followed by a wave, and the invisible barrier above his head was gone.

"Hey, the rain has stopped. The carp spirit stretched out his palm to catch some raindrops with a pity on his face, in fact, he wished he could stand in the rain and stay.

After the rain, the cool breeze was even worse, and Granny Chang couldn't help but cover her mouth and cough.

Yan Qingjun looked indifferent, standing aside thoughtfully.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to Baizhuang, mother-in-law, do you have any relatives who can take refuge and take them in for a while?" Zhou Xuanqing stroked her back and asked.

Granny Chang hesitated, and finally shook her head lightly and said, "No, my son and daughter-in-law blamed me for losing my grandson, and they left Baizhuang in a fit of anger, and they haven't come back all these years." Now that I know that my grandson is still alive, I can close my eyes even if I die. ”

This kind of thing, even if you have the heart to blame, you can't be ruthless. Zhou Xuanqing thought that Granny Chang's life was too bitter.

The carp spirit thought for a while and said, "Then let's just find a small town to stay, grandma, don't worry, I will take care of you in the future." ”

He said so abruptly, it really stunned Granny Chang.

"I just wanted to ask, you, you're not from Baizhuang, right?"

The carp spirit was about to get up and explain, but Zhou Xuanqing hurriedly pressed his shoulder and said, "Mother-in-law, you see that he is young, and he is a poor person without a father and mother when he is young, he looks at you with a kind face and wants to treat you as a relative." I think it's really nice for you to find a place to settle down first. ”

Granny Chang looked back and forth at a few faces, thinking that she would never harm herself if she had an old bone and no money to rely on. So, she smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you." ”

Yan Qingjun's eyebrows raised slightly, and he concentrated on the demonic power and blurred a burst of eyes at the cliff.

"Through this array, I can send you to a comfortable town. ”

The demon monarch didn't like to explain much, so he only gestured to them with a faint gaze.

After the carp said thank you, she helped Granny Chang into the formation. After the white light gathered, the two figures had disappeared from the eyes.

Yan Qingjun looked sideways at Zhou Xuanqing and said, "You're not leaving?"

Zhou Xuanqing took two steps closer and took a closer look, under the fluorescent array was a cliff, if there was a mistake, wouldn't he fall into the abyss?

She took a deep breath and bred herself to suppress the cranky thoughts in her head: "Let's go." As he spoke, he strode forward.

The wind was whispering among the bushes, and Yan Qingjun's ears moved, and he suddenly felt a strong spiritual power breaking the wind from the darkness. He frowned, grabbed Zhou Xuanqing's wrist, and turned around with the person in his arms.

'Bang', that spiritual power directly broke the cliff side array.

Yan Qingjun pushed Zhou Xuanqing away, his eyes were deep, and his palm was ready to meet the red shadow!

The red shadow swayed from the ground, and punched straight at the door of Yan Qingjun's face-

The wind was cold, Yan Qingjun's face did not change, and he avoided it with ease. Unexpectedly, the red shadow passed by, and immediately turned around.

This next week, Xuanqing saw his face clearly: tall and thin, white skin and blue eyes, gold foil veneer, snow-white underwear, and a gorgeous red robe.

She couldn't afford to look any more, and the man suddenly beckoned. I saw the leaves above my head swirling and surging, and the willow leaves were faintly red.

The man's narrow eyes were raised, his Adam's apple rolled, and he urged the mantra, and those willow leaves turned into thin blades and shot towards Yan Qingjun.

Yan Qingjun did not dodge or dodge, the cold air around his body was pressing, and the eloquent light spider silk of his debut was quickly blocked by his sleeves, and the cold light was better than the snow for a while, crisscrossing and crisscrossing. Even the red shadow was enveloped in it.

'Whizzing' is constantly mixed with the cold wind.

Zhou Xuanqing was already dazzled, and his fingers were tightly pinching the edge of his sleeve.

Yan Qingjun took advantage of the situation and flicked the sleeves of his robe and flew up - letting the willow blade cut off the sleeves and hair of the robe, it was directly approaching the red shadow.

The red shadow was overwhelmed, and his spiritual power was greatly reduced, and willow leaves were constantly swept to the ground by spider silk.

One black and one red, the two figures confronted each other in the air, and their faces were solemn.

On the cliff, the wind constantly stirred and rustled the robes.

"If you don't fight, you won't fight, and Xiao Wang will sweat all over his body. ”

“...... Whatever you want. ”

The excitement of the fight came to an abrupt end, and even Zhou Xuanqing, a spectator, felt defeated.

Slow - they know?

The two sides really stopped, and everything was calm.

Yan Qingjun nodded silently and stood beside Zhou Xuanqing.

The red-robed man approached Zhou Xuanqing after touching the ground, his eyes were full of interest.

"Don't be afraid, girl, I am the god of the mountain. ”

The self-proclaimed unruly peacock spirit threw a flattering look at Zhou Xuanqing.

Yan Qingjun's face was expressionless, but his fingers trembled, wondering whether to drain his blood—so as not to lose the face of the demon clan.

In broad daylight, Lang Lang, a rockery god (peacock essence) actually teased himself?

Zhou Xuanqing couldn't bear it. She pondered for a moment, gritted her teeth, and said, "Didn't ask the daimyo for advice?"

The peacock spirit glanced at Yan Qingjun as if unintentionally, and then turned his gaze to Zhou Xuanqing's eyes and smiled: "My name, Tang Sanfeng." ”

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Tang Sanfeng, the peacock spirit, claimed to be the king of a mountain, and was reluctantly subdued by Yan Qingjun. I have tried countless times in the past hundred years, and the result is naturally a fiasco. Ever since Snake Five had bewitched the demons into leaving Wuliang Mountain, he had also returned to this Luo Ming Mountain in a dashing manner.

According to him, the mountains here are continuous, and it is the junction of Huainan Road and Jiangnan Road. Because of the remoteness and difficulty in managing manpower, there is rarely a tacit understanding between the two governments to turn a blind eye and ignore it.

There is a fierce mountain bandit village hidden in Luoming Mountain, and the people there will raise their knives to 'reason' when they disagree. For a long time, the people under the mountain or the passing convoy were all complaining.

However, after returning to Luo Mingshan from Tang Sanfeng, this situation is much better. Because, every time the mountain bandits robbed, he would pretend to be a mountain god and go to 'persuade each other with good words'.

Zhou Xuanqing was stunned when he heard this: It's just a goblin pretending to be a mountain god, why do you still persuade the mountain bandits to do good?

She was a little unconvinced: "What about the original mountain god here?"

Tang Sanfeng had a very good temper towards the girl, and he patiently explained: "This Luo Ming Mountain is a 'treasure land', and someone dies under the cliff every three or five days. Either he fell to his death, or he was assassinated. The land lord felt that the feng shui here was too bad, so he couldn't bear it anymore and fled. ”

“......” Zhou Xuanqing said goodbye.

At this moment, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door.

"Mountain God, these are today's sacrifices. According to what you said, don't cut people, don't kidnap people, don't touch the old and weak, women and children, just look for those who have a bad stomach when they look at their brains and intestines. ”

The leader of the mountain bandits, led by people, carried things to the gate of the temple. They bowed their heads and bowed down three times in reverence.

After a long time, I heard a low voice inside: "Go." ”

"The mountain god has appeared!

Hearing that those mountain bandits were far away, Tang Sanfeng flicked his fingers, and those sacrifices automatically flew into the temple.

Zhou Xuanqing was still a little unconvinced when he heard this peacock spirit talk about these things, but now he admires it.

"It's amazing, it's also your demon who has done good deeds. ”