The fortune teller's brows furrowed slightly, although he knew many things, he couldn't stop them.

If it was like the night when Changfeng Town was attacked before, he was originally prepared to rescue Ming Bufan alone, and then control it.

As a result, he didn't expect that Minglan appeared again to stop him, and now he doesn't have any cultivation on him, just an old man, so he has the same result later, although he is out of the calculation of that day, but in the end he still returns to this appearance.

But since I knew it earlier, I was also a little prepared.

The fortune teller took out the emerald green turtle's back in his sleeve robe, and his smile had long since disappeared, and said coldly:

"Since you don't believe me, I'll show you. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Bufan's eyes narrowed, and he saw that the back of the turtle in the fortune teller's hand emitted a cold jade glow, transparent and dazzling, and then in an instant, something like a light screen appeared in front of Ming Bufan's eyes.

The next moment made Ming Bufan emotional, there were two figures he was extremely familiar with on the light screen, but the background was dim, and the two were constantly struggling.

The fortune teller sneered when he saw Ming Bufan's appearance.

The index finger pinched slightly, and the glow flickered, and everything on the light screen was blurred.

Ming Bufan was in a hurry for an instant, and shouted in his mouth:

"What are you doing here!!!

The corners of the fortune teller's mouth are slightly upturned, this is what it looks like to be easy to control.

said in a light tone: "What did you say before, it seems that your life can be trusted." ”

Ming Bufan understood what he did, what did this old man really have, and even Ming Bufan thought that his father and his father were taken away by this old man, but it was not right when he thought about it, as I said before, if it was really like that, there were too many opportunities before.

Ming Bufan took a deep breath, his mind must have put life and death aside so easily, and said to himself in his heart, he Ming Bufan has not died, what is there to fear.

Suddenly, his eyebrows were filled with a resolute look, completely erasing the trace of uneasiness and fear in his heart.

The words were sonorous: "As long as my father and sister are okay, it doesn't matter what happens to my own life." ”

When the fortune teller heard this, he laughed out loud and said 'yes' three times in his mouth.

"It's not that I want you to die, I just want you to listen to me later. ”

As he spoke, his fingers moved slightly, and the light screen cleared up by the way, and even gradually transmitted the sound of that scene.

Ming Bufan's attention turned completely away for a while.

"Meet the Holy Master. ”

In the picture, a person bowed slightly, with a bit of respect in his tone, it was the Holy Son of the Demon Sect who had left Candleflower Town before.

And the person who was called the Holy Master stood in the clouds, a purple robe swaying in the wind, a white hair hanging down to the waist, a soft figure, with a little grace, a face like a peach blossom, handsome and extraordinary, I couldn't see the appearance of men and women, I saw her eyebrows raised.

As soon as the words came out, it was a beautiful woman's voice, but for some reason it was a little full of vicissitudes.

"You don't have to be polite, I just heard that there have been more and more scattered cultivators coming to this side recently, so I came to take a look, in case those old monsters come out of the mountain and ruin what I have prepared. ”

"I have done all the things explained by the Holy Master, this Bawu Mountain opened a little earlier, but it was just right, after that, if those decent people came, they would definitely be asked to come back again. ”

Speaking of these words, the Holy Son of the Demon Sect was also a little arrogant, although the cultivation of the peerless woman in front of him was not much higher than him, but the Holy Master was only a Holy Master after all, and the way of cultivation had already come to an end, if he succeeded in his exercises in the future, he could be the Holy Master, and he could even overpower the Sect Master Elder, the so-called Holy Master?

But there is still a faint humility here, after all, it is still very simple for others to crush a holy son to death, and there are many holy sons in the sect, if he has some power, he will not be ordered by the person in front of him.

"Still don't be careless, the mystery of this Bawu Mountain has been rumored since tens of thousands of years ago, and there will be no fewer people, and even the demon clan has secretly come a few. ”

The purple-clothed holy master lowered his eyebrows, and he didn't take his words to heart, but he thought of something again, gave a casual order, and then prepared to leave.

But just as he turned around, the purple-clothed holy master felt something in his heart, looked at the cloth bag on the waist of the demon sect holy son, and his tone instantly became cold, like a cold wind.

"Well, Gu Yan, why is it a little mortal breath, isn't it that you caught those weak mortals again?!!"

The Demon Sect Holy Son's heart jumped instantly, and he actually forgot about this stubble.

It is rumored that this purple-clothed holy master originally liked a mortal, but that mortal was killed by an elder who pursued her, and now I am afraid it is true.

Hurriedly took off the cloth bag on his waist, and said loudly: "It was a few of my subordinates who did not do well and leaked the news to let these two mortals know, so I arrested them, and I didn't plan to kill them." ”

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead when he said it, but he knew the temper of the person in front of him, the legend was that he killed the elder, and he was forcibly killed under the obstruction of several other elders, who knows if she will evoke any memories, in case she kills himself in anger, it will be bad.

"If it's okay after that, I'll let them go. ”

said so, looking at this scene, Ming Bufan's eyes were already cracking, and the cloth bag in the hand of the Demon Sect Holy Son was turning abnormally, and it was obvious that someone among them was struggling, and that person was Ming Bufan's father and sister.

The scene I saw before turned out to be in the sack!!

Ming Bufan clenched the cyan short sword in his hand, the bone joints between his fingers rang, and anger surged, he wanted to kill that person.

He also said that he would let him go, he was a fool and he could see that if he hadn't met this woman in purple, the two people in the bag would have ended up miserable.

Naturally, the woman in purple naturally understood what this meant, her willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she also had some scruples in her heart, she was not really as fearless as rumored, and she had a lot of difficulties.

After thinking about it, he didn't say anything more, just said softly: "Let it go now, I'll wash away their memories....."

When Gu Yan heard this, he was naturally happy in his heart, and when he said the word silently, the small cloth bag moved, and a light flashed, and two figures appeared on the side.

Ming Bufan's eyes were also wide, it was really his father and sister, I saw Qiao'er supporting Ming Lan on the side with a panicked face, both of them were gray, which made Ming Bufan's heart instantly pinch up.

I'm still incompetent.

I saw that the woman in purple raised her slender arm, and a few rays of light surged between the palms of her hands, just about to slap them on Qiao'er's head.

Ming Lan looked serious and put Qiao'er behind her.

"Please, spare my daughter, if you want to kill people to relieve your anger, just come to me. ”

Ming Bufan's fingers were extremely forceful, and blood came out of his palms, dripping slowly.

Turning his head to look at the fortune teller.

He looked at the experience and knew that the woman in purple did not want to kill his father and sister, but just to erase some memories, but if he had the strength to protect them, how could he be at the mercy of these people in the palm of his hand.

"Hey, Twin Spirit Roots, there are still such magical people in the world!"

Ming Bufan turned his head to look, only to see that the woman in purple in the picture looked surprised and a little happy.

"Auntie, don't be afraid of me, how about going with me to cultivate? ”

Before a few people could react, the woman in purple instantly appeared next to Na Qiao'er's voice and said softly.

Ming Bufan didn't know what was going on, and he was also shocked when he looked at Gu Yan, the Holy Son of the Demon Sect.

Only the fortune teller sighed slightly, and his expression was gloomy.

Ming Lan calmed down, and her eyes looked intently at the woman in purple.

"As long as you don't kill her!"

Qiao'er screamed loudly.

"Don't kill my father, I'll go with you to the Tao. ”

When Ming Lan heard this, his expression changed, he knew that these monks had little patience for mortals, so he hurriedly said: "Don't listen to her nonsense, as long as you don't kill my daughter, my life is not worth mentioning at all." ”

Looking back at Qiao'er, his eyes were as stern as before, looking at Qiao'er, every time he showed this kind of look, Qiao'er was very obedient.

But this time, Qiao'er didn't obey and shouted loudly: "If you want to kill my father, I won't go to cultivation if I die." ”

The woman in purple smiled slightly, a few memories came to her heart, and her eyes were a little more affectionate when she looked at Qiao'er.

"That's it, I won't kill your father, as long as you follow me to practice. ”

When Qiao'er heard this, although she still looked vigilant, she was also a little happy.

"Then I'll go to the Tao. ”

The woman in purple laughed in her heart, cultivating the Tao, cultivating the Tao, the little girl in front of her didn't know what the cultivation was at all, and it seemed to be very simple to say.

Thinking that the time was not very early, he turned back to Na Gu Yan and said:

"That's it, you go ahead and set up the formation, and I'll leave. ”

Gu Yan nodded, his mind was still a little trance, he hadn't seen any characters with twin spirit roots, it only appeared in legends.

The woman in purple didn't care how he reacted, but with a flick of the purple sleeve robe, a breeze blew, and the three of them were far away in the sky.

Looking at those backs, Gu Yan suddenly thought of something in his heart.

"No, Twin Spirit Roots, it will definitely be a difficult opponent in the sect after that, and then divide a part of the resources, this will definitely not work!!"

The eyebrows were instantly full of anger.

"After that, I'll have to find a chance to kill her. ”

One step and one step into the air.

Ming Bufan took all of these into his eyes, he carved the appearance of Gu Yan deeply into his heart, and he desperately wanted to kill that person.

"Okay, got it. ”

The fortune teller put his palm on the turtle's back, and all the light disappeared in an instant, and the cave returned to darkness, and the old man was much more tired in front of him.

Ming Bufan nodded, now it was time for him to travel his own words, his life would no longer belong to him from now on.

Just look at the fortune teller.

"Do you want that person named Gu Yan to die?"

"Hmm. ”

"That's up to you......."