Long Lie left Sai Xian'er's residence, not to return to Niu Fan.

The moon shines brightly, and the wind forest is like water. In the sky above a giant tree, Long Lie stood alone against the moon, holding his hands.

He was reflecting, because he was not strong-willed and a little disturbed tonight. He had planned to find trouble with Shi Yun, the sect leader of the Cloud Shooting Sect, and by the way, find out the shadows in the shadows, but he changed his mind again.

After a long time, he sighed, "Is it right for me to do this?"

Looking back on the bits and pieces along the way with Niu Fan, although it was not a long time, it also gave him a good understanding of Niu Fan.

Long Lie smiled unconsciously, Niu Fan was still immature compared to him. And he has been leaking flaws, creating a series of illusions, and everything he does confidently does without a trace, so that Niu Fan can't find out his truth.

If it continues to develop according to his plan, Niu Fan will naturally be under his control, but some things that happened tonight made him slightly uneasy.

He thought he knew himself very well, but the finger he pressed to Sai Xian'er's eyebrows couldn't be pressed after all, and he knew that something had changed.

He frowned slightly and muttered, "All boys are just children like that girl!" His eyes flickered, and Leng Yue was lonely, so he had to shake his head and sigh.

He thought: "I've been waiting for the opportunity, I've been stumbling for half my life, and I can't give up anything, after all, I'm ...... After all, I can't help you. ”

His eyes showed a trace of unbearable expression, but his mind had already been strengthened, and a little wavering could not change the fundamentals, and the torture of his heart made his will more and more firm.

He didn't think much about it, then glanced at the entire villa, and finally fixed his gaze on the center.

There was another earth-shattering bang, and the whole sky became brighter and brighter, and after the bright light, the central building, which was still pitch black, was lit up layer by layer.

Gradually, voices came from that direction. The whole villa was in a bleak place, but it was slowly becoming lively, as if it was about to celebrate the festival.

And the salute that seems to be able to illuminate the entire galaxy, Long Lie knows, called: "Reporting Immortal Knowledge", which is very different from the ordinary fireworks used in the mortal world.

In addition to adding to the festive atmosphere, it will also be used as a means of reporting news, but this is all once, and it belongs to the fairy world, because only real immortals can refine it.

Suddenly appearing here, Long Lie naturally inevitably took a few more looks.

In addition to admiring the fireworks, Long Lie also had a trace of curiosity about this villa, but he was more vigilant.

The second sound quickly subsided, and the noise in front of him became more and more obvious, and began to be harsh, Long Lie turned around slightly, ready to leave.

At this moment, the tips of his ears moved slightly.

He turned his head to the right, squinted his eyes, and saw a big man in green clothes staggering towards this side, the man was about forty or fifty years old, with a bearded face, big shoulders and a round waist, and he was holding a half-man-high wine jar in his arms.

The big man muttered, "His old man is not a good bird...... He's the one who stole me...... He's a liar, a lied to me......"

scolded and scolded all the way, and some unclean words popped out of his mouth from time to time.

However, when the big man was only a few feet away from Long Lie and was about to pass by shoulder-to-shoulder, it seemed that he had discovered Long Lie's figure.

The big man obviously struck a spirit, hugged the wine jar in his arms tightly, and then stared at a pair of round drunken eyes, bypassing Long Lie's side like a thief, and no longer spoke.

Long Lie frowned, and when he saw the big man staggering away, his figure sank and disappeared into the shadows of the woods, he secretly thought to himself: "How can there be such an old monster?"

Inside the bamboo building, Long Lie came back, and he couldn't see his joy or anger. Although Huang Daoyou was full of itching, but seeing that Niu Fan was still meditating with his eyes closed, Huang Daoyou didn't ask, Huang Daoyou knew the means to deal with Long Lie, Niu Fan was more than him. And Huang Daoyou is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he has made plans, and a casual question mixed with ordinary speech often has a much better effect.

After a while, the girl in red also returned.

Unlike the quiet when Long Lie came back, this time it made chickens and dogs jump. First of all, Zhou Zhushu was extremely shocked by the beauty of the little girl in front of him, and with his simple and stupid temperament, he naturally praised and loved him.

However, this frightened Shangguan Yi.

The little girl smiled at him, but the more he laughed, the more panicked he became, and the more cute he was, the more terrible it became, and his hair stood on end.

There is no other reason, it is from the ancient taboo, it is from the curse that has been passed down by word of mouth from generations of old-timers. Shangguan Yi has lived for so long, and he has never heard of anyone who can be contaminated with such unfortunate things and not die.

But this is not the fundamental reason why Shangguan Yi is afraid and trembling at the moment, after all, Senior Long has already spoken, promising him that he will be fine. However, when the little girl turned into a very close person, Shangguan Yi was still scared and was about to go crazy.

Shangguan Yi grabbed Zhou Zhushu's arm and said, "Master, you help me beg Senior Long, let her, let her stay away from the old slave." ”

Shangguan Yi pointed to his shoulder, his face was almost squeezed into a twist, sad and pitiful, and a pair of big eyes that were originally self-righteous were squeezed into small eyes. It didn't match his natural looks, his unusually thick gray eyebrows, which swore that he would be a tough guy if not easily angry.

But the reality is very shocking, and he proves for himself that he is not that kind of person.

That's the kind of heroism that 'life is a hero, and death is a ghost', and he can't do it.

Not to mention what kind of knife is fast, two fast.

He only thought about eating and drinking quietly and saliva, and never thought about any ideals, ambitions, or things like being in the limelight, he had pronounced a judgment for himself, and this kind of thing would not have anything to do with him in the future, and it was better to never touch it.

However, on his shoulders there was a big red robe with a peach blossom pattern, which made him look particularly dazzling for an old man with gray hair.

And he knew that the robe was a living thing, made of a little girl.

I have to say that the robe is quite warm, like a small padded jacket is worn closely. Shangguan Yi's injury is barely healed, coupled with these days of running and reminding the gall, it is inevitable to have a headache, brain fever, rheumatism and bone pain or something, this robe not only stores temperature, but even a cool breeze blows on the face, it can cover one or two, it seems that there is an invisible force to isolate him, if only from the aspect of recuperation, it is extremely beneficial, and it can be regarded as a timely rain for Shangguan Yi.

But Shangguan Yi was never willing to accept this feeling, if he couldn't get the robe out of his body with all his might, then tonight, he would pick up a wooden stick and knock himself out.

And beside him, there was already a wooden stick ready, similar to the texture of rosewood, which was heavy and hard.