"Miss is brave and resourceful, don't say that women are rare, even men with eyebrows are rarely as good as Miss. The old man's voice could not hide his appreciation, and it came from not far away. Nangong Huang took a closer look, only to find that there was an old man in white standing next to the woman in red, and from the familiar design, he could vaguely identify that it was a unique Taoist robe of Shushan. Because of the reflection, most of him was hidden in the shadows at the moment.

"There was no danger just now, thanks to Elder Jingming's care. The woman bowed gratefully to the old man.

"Miss is too modest, this demon has practiced for thousands of years, and his magic power is profound, which is the only time in the old man's life. Although Elder Jingming was old, his voice was not majestic, he gave the woman a false support, and continued: "If you fight alone, the old man may not be his opponent, but fortunately, with the help of the young lady, when he was at his weakest, he used the demon charm to deter it, and the old man could easily put it into the Demon Lock Tower." ”

The woman snorted lightly, her tone could not hide her disdain, and said: "It's really scary to think about it, if Zhou Shangshu hadn't discovered some clues, and it happened that Dao Changyun You'd come here, wouldn't I have to be with demons for the rest of my life?"

"Hmm......" The two of them didn't know Nangong Huang's mood change at this time, Elder Jingming stroked his long beard, and sighed approvingly: "Zhou Shangshu's vision is far more comparable, and it is not easy to find suspicious points through his skin." All kinds of causes and effects are destined by the young lady. ”

"If you finally get rid of this evil, it can be regarded as a blessing for the people. The woman didn't take credit, and sighed, her tone revealing a hesitation that she couldn't even detect.

"It's just ......" Elder Jingming suddenly thought of something, and his voice hesitated slightly: "Miss's name ......"

"This elder doesn't have to worry," the crisp voice returned to decisiveness, "I have secretly married the son of the old general Wen of Dingguo Gong, this time the fake marriage and capture of the demon, the Wen family also knows, and when things calm down, I will officially marry into the Wen family." ”

"That's very good. Elder Jingming nodded reassuringly, politely replied, took out a letter from his robe and handed it to her: "Miss, please stay, please accept this, if you need help in the future, you can send someone to bring this to Shu Mountain to find me." ”

"Thank you, Elder. The woman took it, but suddenly frowned slightly, staring at Elder Jingming with a hesitant expression: "It's just that this little girl ......"

Nangong Huang followed her gaze and found that Elder Jingming was holding a little girl in his arms at this time. The body is thin, looking at the light-colored cloth and the yellow-orange-orange bells, but they are silk satin.

"She's out of the way, she's just fainted in pain, leave it to me. Elder Jingming looked remorseful, stared at the silk satin in his arms and shook his head: "It's all because I missed and injured her for a while." Ay...... Who knew that she would suddenly appear in Xiangguo's Mansion...... Since she has no father or mother, and was accidentally injured by me, she must be responsible to the end, first take her to Shushan for diagnosis and treatment, and then stop after the injury is healed. ”

Miss Xiangguo's eyebrows relaxed, and she arched her hand to Jingming: "I'll send it not far away, goodbye!"

......

"That Zhou Chiyan is my father, little senior brother, did you hear, Elder Jingming said just now that he was shocked by it when his concentration was the weakest......" Nangong Huang smiled mockingly: "When it is the weakest, hehe!"

"Just because my father is a demon, do I deserve to be treated like this? It is to benefit the people? But how can my father ever cause trouble?

This Miss Xiangguo, who my father can't forget, has you seen his expression when he confesses in the face of silk satin?

There is a prodigal son in the world who does not change his daughter, and the Buddhists have put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, not to mention that the life span of the demon is as long as a thousand years, and the long and lonely reincarnation has long been accustomed to passing by, wandering and wandering: in this life, I finally met a person, and I am willing to give up everything for her, and welcome a new life from now on, and the white head is not separated. But what greeted him was the even more desperate and lonely captivity of the Lock Demon Tower.

What's wrong with looking forward to fighting with his beloved woman, who loves her so much, and wants to take care of her life with all this tenderness. How he looked forward to this night and being able to tie the knot with the woman he loved. But they interpret his infatuation so superficially, and even take advantage of his love and desire, to treat him so ruthlessly?

Not only was it chilling, it was also disgusting. ”

"Just because he is a demon?, if he is a demon, he deserves to die?" Nangong Huang clenched his fists tightly, and his chest was overflowing with sorrow and resentment. If Miss Xiangguo really has a heart, has she ever felt Zhou Chiyan's true feelings?

......

Looking up, the bright moon hanging high is like a huge silver plate, quietly shrouded in the sky, affecting the operation of the five spirits between heaven and earth: not far away, the magnificent giant tower is tightly tied by four thick iron chains, and the red tiles of the tower body are attached to layers of charms, like the prayer flags hung by Tibetan Buddhism.

These spells imply an unpredictable power, creating the strongest sealing spell to imprison the demons in the tower.

At this time, Shushan, compared to what he saw on weekdays, the scale is much smaller, the building in the west is not yet, a piece of Xianshan Dream Valley after thousands of years of wind and rain, in addition to depositing amazing beautiful mountains, and murmuring small bridges and flowing water, the accumulation of solemn and calm monastic alchemy houses, exudes a graceful bearing.

Rub its sharpness, solve its disputes, and its light, and its dust.

Although it is small, it is more simple and quiet, and it can also achieve a kind of harmony with the surroundings: compared with this, the later Shushan school is more than brilliant and not like the detachment of Taoism, and it looks high and self-enclosed under the overly domineering appearance.

“...... The gods of all parties blessed, and the disciple Silk Satin sincerely asked her husband Zhou Chiyan to be healthy and happy, and get rid of the sea of suffering as soon as possible. ”

Before his thoughts were decided, Nangong Huang heard the sound of pious prayer coming from his ears, although it was not big, it was very clear in this quiet night. The familiar female voice has faded away from immaturity, with a bit of maturity, but the bitter love and sustenance behind it have increased unabated.

"Alas......"

I heard another sigh full of helplessness and deep emotion.

"Sister Fairy, it's you!"

At this time, there were two slender figures in the corner of the wall, one red and one purple. The woman in the pale red dress saw the woman in purple not far away, and stood up in a kneeling position, with expectation and nervousness in her surprised eyes.

She has grown up, has the body of an adult woman, and is much more beautiful, but the obsession between Gu Pan is still irreplaceable, and even increasing day by day.

Dressed in a purple shirt fluttering like a fairy, the white and well-proportioned arms are conspicuously marked with serpentine tattoos that match the color of the clothes, and there are several different kinds of enchantment in the holiness: the long hair coiled up is as dark red as a daylily in the clear light of the moonlight.