Dao Mu acquiesced to the woman's approach, "What is your name?" The tone was flat and unstable, and his gaze never left the other party's eyes.

"The little female dragon is elegant, and she dares to ask the name of the immortal. "Long Xianya came forward, making a thousand blessings, every move, graceful.

"Zhu Guo is from the hand of Xiaodao, you don't know the deity?" Dao Mu smiled dumbly, pointing to Long Xian Ya and tender white hands, "I am Dao Mu, Mu Jian Mountain Dao Mu." ”

"Is this fruit sent to me by my sister, and I want to know you?" Long Xianjing shook her head in a panic, took a few steps back, her face was fearful, her eyes were distrustful, and her hands were tightly clenched in front of her chest, "Isn't it, you red-eyed wicked person also want to rob me of the spirit fruit?"

"Strange, your eyes are obviously devoid of impurities...... Dao Mu frowned and groaned, but approached Long Xianya step by step, "The things are personally sealed by this Dao and delivered by the Sword Machine Pavilion." Among them, there is not only Long Xianjing's own handwriting, but also the portrait of the Tao. Saying that, Dao Mu detective hand is like a dragon, and only takes the dragon's elegant wrist. "It's amazing that you don't know who you are. ”

Huang Xianfeng raised his hand slightly, opened his mouth to speak, and then closed his mouth and retracted it.

Long Xianya had no power to resist, and was immediately grabbed by Dao Mu, "The arm is warm, the touch is the same, there is no doubt that it is human." ”

"If the little girl is not human, how can she make you so humiliated!" Long Xianya screamed, beating and kicking the Dao Mu, but the Dao Mu was like a wood, and his body was as hard as a stone.

"You're scratching me!" After a burst of screaming, Long Xianya's lips opened wide and she bit Daomu's hand.

"You're not human!" Dao Mu suddenly felt a chill in his arm, and the blood was surging, "Who are you?"

The tooth marks on Dao Mu's arm were clear, blood was dripping, and a faint sweet fragrance spread.

"Red-eyed boy, how can your blood smell like a fairy. Long Xianya stood on the roof and licked the blood from the corners of her mouth, still unfinished, showing temptation.

"Disease!" Dao Mu drank lightly, and followed his words.

The green light on Long Xianya's body flickered, and the vines tied Long Xianya tightly, "This vine technique, interesting ......" The words fell, and the vines were like silk, sliding from Long Xianya's body.

Kazi, the best Zhu Guo is crisp, splashing juice in Long Xianya's mouth, "It turns out that it is the companion fruit of the fireworks, no wonder ......"

Halfway through speaking, Long Xianjing put the remaining Zhu Guo in her mouth. Seeing Dao Mu swinging his knife to attack, he raised his hand and waved his fingers, and the fallen vines flew up with his fingers.

Before Dao Mu could react, the person had been tied into meat dumplings, and his face was full of astonishment.

This woman, obviously without any energy fluctuations, how can she control his vines. He clearly didn't lose contact with the vines, but he couldn't control them.

Dao Mu resists the wind, lands steadily, follows the heart, and infuses the knife with pastoral power. The sword groaned happily, trembling with the blade, but the vines were so tough that they couldn't cut a single mark.

"It's better to be cocooned than this. Long Xianya covered her mouth and smiled.

"The Empress of Thorns?!" Dao Mu Huang Xianfeng was shocked and said in unison, looking at each other, with waves in his eyes.

"The slave family prefers you to call me the Thorn Fairy. The Queen of Thorns spun in a circle and turned into a sky of flowers.

At the same time, several colored silk came from the void and circled to keep the Queen of Thorns. However, leaving a place of flowers and leaves, it seems to be laughing at the comers. "Hmph!" with a cold snort, Aya sank into the void.

Dao Mu suddenly felt that the pressure was gone, and the vines withered and withered, "That Zhu Guo is the Zhu Guo I gave you." ”

"How can you tell?" Huang Xianfeng seemed to believe it.

"I can't see it, I smell it. Dao Mu pointed to his nose, "The shape of the vermilion fruit is the same, but its smell and taste are always different. It's like the same pot of candy, each one tastes different. ”

"Senior Brother Dao, why don't you come to plow the mountain. Huang Xianfeng didn't care about the mess in front of him anymore, hugged Dao Mu's shoulders, and squeezed his eyebrows. "You have also seen that my master is a great beauty. ”

"I didn't see anything, but Aya was beautiful. Dao Mu shook his head and denied it, he didn't like such intimacy, and after breaking free, he said lightly, "What's more, hasn't Xiaodao already come to plow the mountain?"

"Senior Brother Dao, you know I didn't mean that. ”

"What does that mean?"

“......”

Ignoring the others, the two gradually disappeared at the end of the street, leaving a group of stunned city guards.

"Boss, do you figure out what's going on?"

"Daomu, this name is a little familiar. Seeing that he lost the best Zhu Guo, it didn't hurt at all. ”

"You idiot, the thorn fairy eats you, do you think it's a loss, or an honor?"

“......”

Walk through the downtown area, go with the flow, and enter a brightly lit cave. It's another world, and it's even more bustling.

"The cave of the plough mountain, the heritage of the plough mountain is hidden here. Huang Xianfeng proudly introduced to Daomu,

This is a world of caves. Layers of streets, houses are all hewn out of stone, and then smeared with special materials and refined and reinforced.

"Recently, the harvest season has been more lively. Huang Xianfeng didn't give up the little caution in his heart, Dao Mu admired it, Huang Xianfeng was selfless, and he was dedicated to the sake of Lishan.

"Hey, hey, Senior Brother Dao, I'll tell you. Huang Xianfeng became mysterious and wandering, "In another month, more than sixty percent of the female Taoist friends on Dongtian Street." This appearance is very inconsistent with his thick black image.

"Senior brother, is it serious?" Dao Mu's eyes widened a lot.

Huang Xianfeng saw that Daomu had this reaction, and felt that there was a drama in his heart, and immediately replied, "Seriously!" Without thinking, he was categorical.

"It's no secret, my junior brother has been an adult since he was sixteen years old. Dao Mu's face was full of smiles and a little pride, "Senior brother is over 100 years old, why is the child still alive......?"

"Uh......" Huang Xianfeng's body froze instantly, and his smile was embarrassing,

There is a pseudo-sun hanging on the top of the cave sky, which is the Dao Palace of the Mountain Lord.

Getting closer to the pseudo-yang, Dao Mu didn't feel any more changes in temperature. "It's not really the sun after all. "The sunlight doesn't get more dazzling and uncomfortable as it gets closer.

"Big brother. The two Taoist boys in front of the door stopped fighting and saluted Huang Xianfeng.

"This is Daomu, the first male companion in history to settle in Yin Ziyuan for a long time, and lost his childhood at the age of sixteen. Huang Xianfeng had bad intentions and patted Dao Mu on the shoulder, "In the future, Brother Dao will study in our sect for a period of time." You are all sixteen years old, and you can learn from Brother Daoist in that regard. Senior brother, I can't help you. ”

"This old boy's heart is as black as his skin. Dao Mu had already scolded Huang Xianfeng in his heart, and still said with a smile, "Senior Brother Huang, your character is as simple as your temperament, no wonder everyone respects you so much." ”

"That's it. Huang Xianfeng was complacent.

But after responding, Huang Xianfeng felt that something was wrong. On second thought, this guy is clearly scolding himself. "At a young age, he has a black belly. ”

In the Dao Palace, it was another scene.

The flowers and plants are lush, the beautiful trees are flourishing, the birds and beasts are singing and dancing in the fairyland, and the wind is echoing with them, as if they are in the Yao Pond.

"In order to return the favor of the Aster Garden, the Queen of Thorns deliberately opened up this blessed land. Huang Xianfeng took a deep breath of aura, proud and depressed.

"Then you still want to hunt her down?" Dao Mu was puzzled, if it was really as Huang Xianfeng said, the Queen of Thorns should be the benefactor of Plough Mountain.

"Because there is no one more suitable to be the lord of the plough mountain than the Queen of Thorns. Huang Xianfeng's face stepped down more than half, looked around a few times, and then said softly, "Back then, after my master was calculated by the Queen of Thorns, he lost the bet. This is unwilling to sit in the plough mountain situation. ”

"What else?" The fire of curiosity in Dao Mu's heart was completely ignited by Huang Xianfeng. I vaguely feel that there is an inextricable relationship with my own master Zun Sword Gu.

"No more. Slap, clapping his hands, spreading his arms, and shrugging his shoulders, Huang Xianfeng was very straightforward, "If you want to know what happened, come and I will plough the mountain and dig it slowly." ”

These words did not extinguish the fire of Dao Mu's curiosity, but made Dao Mu angry and wanted to beat Huang Xianfeng violently.

"This old thing, digging into the corners of the wall is too active. Dao Mu always felt that there was a hole in Huang Xianfeng's words, and she heard that the owner of the plough mountain was not her wish, so there were some signs in her heart, "Senior Brother Huang, how difficult is it for the mountain lord to be the owner, so that you are in a hurry to find someone to take over your plate?"

"Senior Brother Dao, don't make jokes. The lord of Lishan Mountain, even when he arrived at Vega, was highly respected. Huang Xianfeng squinted at Dao Mu, but bitterness flooded in his heart, "I hate to deal with this kind of smart person who draws inferences......"

"So very good, so very good...... Dao Mu repeated several times in a row, repeating it once, and patted Huang Xianfeng on the shoulder, "When the junior brother is successful in his studies and leaves, he will definitely give him a generous gift." At that time, Senior Brother Huang will take over the position of the mountain master, and he will only ask Senior Brother to promote one or two. ”

"......" Huang Xianfeng was slapped by Dao Mu, and his heart trembled with his soul.

Since the beginning, Huang Xianfeng has been imperceptibly influenced by his master, and he has rejected the position of the mountain master to the extreme. Cultivation has always been stuck at the peak of the realm, not without a deeper reason.

Huang Xianfeng's house, under the simple thatched house appearance, contains the style of a secular royal palace. Dao Mu looked at it and felt that it was very much in line with Huang Xianfeng's character.

In addition to being gorgeous and extravagant, there are also a large number of pastoral utensils that do not match them, which looks nondescript. It's like the vassal elegance that nouveau riche likes, it's very contradictory and interesting.

On a square table, jade boxes and jade bottles contain a variety of precious and rare fruits and seeds. There are also all kinds of tools scattered around the jade, and even all kinds of four treasures of the study, as well as inkwells that emit this fragrance.

"Stop!" Seeing Dao Mu pick up a few hair-like metal wires, Huang Xianfeng's face turned pale, "I'm a little ancestor, you can give me care, this seal pen is worth you a superb vermilion fruit!"

"Such an exaggeration?" Dao Mu was inevitably surprised, because he felt that these were a few hairs, so he disagreed, "Isn't this hair? ”

"The hair of the Queen of Thorns, there is no better all-natural seal pen than this. Huang Xianfeng's hand flashed, carefully took his hair, and kept it with the best cloud brocade, and put it into Sumeru mustard, so that he could feel more comfortable, "It is hard and fragile, and if the strength is not grasped well, it will be shattered into sand, and now there is one less one." ”

"No wonder you want to keep the Queen of Thorns so much. Dao Mu picked up a seed, as small as a sesame seed, but it was engraved with dense talismans. "Wouldn't the hair of the gods be better?"

"Let's not talk about whether it is suitable or not, just a wisp of fairy power in the hair of the gods makes people look forward to it, but the gods cherish their own fur. Huang Xianfeng had to sigh, he didn't say anything about this, he only knew the hair of the Queen of Thorns up and down the plough mountain, the first in the world.