On the second day, Yun Qihe had not returned from the investigation. He used the communication talisman to get in touch with Yun Qihe, and gave a general account of the situation over there, saying that he had tracked some clues. It's just that because there is no definite evidence yet, it is inconvenient to disclose.

Yun Xiaoyao told him, and finally decided to wait for him to come back before arranging the next investigation tasks.

And on that day, the number of mortal vows suddenly increased. He was delighted, wondering who had fulfilled so many mortal wishes in one day.

Unbeknownst to him, most of them came from mortals who had recovered their children

Xie Qian didn't care about what was happening outside, sitting in the room holding the letter to find clues, and pondering it all day. She knew that the person who wrote the letter must be the same person who stole the abyss Qianqin, but she didn't know what trap had been laid this time.

She thought that the affairs of this immortal sect should be borne by herself, so she put away the letter before Mu Chengye came to find her.

When she waited for Mu Chengye to enter the door, she pretended to talk to him easily, and even made tea. And Mu Chengye didn't doubt it, and drank two cups of tea with him and left.

Time flies like a white horse, and soon night falls. Xie Qian pulled up her hair high, carefully put the letter into the unfinished book, and stuffed it under the pillow. After repeatedly making sure that there was no one else outside the window, she made a trick and sneaked out of the fairy gate.

At this moment, it was less than an hour away, and Xie Qian was inexplicably a little nervous. She was still wearing the black robe she was used to wearing in the past few days, wandering along the streets of Qizhou City, and found that she was wearing less clothes when she went out today, and it was still a little cold when the wind blew.

She drew a fire spirit talisman with one hand and lit it, the fire flickering, slightly warm.

Walking and walking, I unconsciously came to the front of the Taoist temple. It was still late at night, and the Taoists who were guarding the Taoist temple also went to rest. In the entire Taoist temple, a few candles are swaying, and the shadows of the three gods are more than enough.

In the center is carved Yun Xiaoyao, a long sword resting horizontally on his knees, his eyes closed as if he was accumulating strength. On the left is Yun Qihe, who has a fierce face, whether it is a real person or a sculpture, it is the appearance that others owe him money.

Xie Qian's eyes moved to the right, looking at his idol in a daze. The carvings of this idol can be described as vivid, especially the smile on a slightly baby fat face, which is almost the same as hers. It pinched its fingers to its mouth, and its clothes flew up, looking majestic.

In the last life, only a few months after Xie Qian was kicked out of the Xianmen, Hanhai Cangming was destroyed. In the entire Immortal Sect, except for Yun Qihe and a few inner disciples, the rest of the people were killed.

The immortal world thinks that Xie Qian made such a deception and destruction of ancestors in order to take revenge on the immortal sect, and he is even more eager to get rid of it.

It took Yun Qihe five years to re-establish the Immortal Sect, but he never established any small sect masters. Probably really disgusted with Xie Qian, as long as the seeker surnamed Xie will be turned away by him.

Thinking about the events of his previous life, looking at the statues of the three gods who are now harmoniously attached to each other, Xie Qian has mixed feelings in his heart.

He sighed deeply and turned around and bumped into a hard object. Xie Qian covered his head and looked over dissatisfied, and saw Mu Chengye looking at him with an inquiring gaze.

He was still dressed in black and straight, his hair was tied up high with a golden ribbon, and with his fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy's face, he was unusually good-looking.

Xie Qian's cheeks flushed a little for a moment, and then he took two steps back and muttered, "Why are you so ghostly?" ”

"Sister, you don't have any spiritual power now, if someone sees you using spiritual power, you won't be able to tell." Mu Chengye pretended not to hear her complaints, squinted his eyes and smiled.

Xie Qian rolled his eyes, obviously not believing his words at all, and asked depressedly, "How do you know that I am here?" ”

He immediately put a finger against the corner of his mouth, blinked his eyes and pretended to be innocent: "Of course I saw the letter that my sister hid in the little book." But to be honest, that book is really good, you can borrow it from me in the future. ”

“……”

Xie Qian was completely speechless, he had never seen such a cheeky person. She scolded the fox people for being cunning in her heart, and with anger on her face, she turned around him and found a futon to sit on the ground.

Seeing that she seemed to be angry, Mu Chengye stopped joking with her. He came to Xie Qian's side in a few steps, also found a futon cushion and sat down, and said lightly: "Sister, you still let me protect you, after all, no one in heaven and earth should have beaten me." ”

"At a young age, he spoke wildly." Xie Qian said disdainfully, "How old are you to dare to speak in such an old-fashioned tone?" ”

She just said this casually for the sake of accusation, but she didn't expect Mu Chengye to take it seriously, and lowered her head to count her age.

Is it really stupid or pretending?

Xie Qian thought so in his heart, he had already sorted out his clothes and adjusted his strength, preparing for the next battle.

At this time, Mu Chengye finally calculated his age, raised his head and said proudly: "I am about three hundred years old, and at that time, Hanhai Cangming had not yet been established. ”

It's bigger than the master.

Xie Qian glanced at him sideways, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "I'm not three hundred years old, so don't call me sister." She thought that although she was reborn, she was only twenty-seven years old, and she couldn't afford to be called like this by this three-hundred-year-old Demon Venerable.

Mu Chengye didn't seem to hear it, and continued to shout: "Sister, who is it that asked you to come out, aren't you afraid that person will take away your Neiyuan Jindan?" ”

Hearing this, Xie Qian didn't want to deal with him even more. She simply closed her eyes, feeling him move next to her and move closer to her. She was a little irritable, and she always felt that she had always been accurately found by him recently, as if she had posted some tracking rune.

Thinking like this, she couldn't help but open her eyes and hurriedly searched her body. After making sure that there were no strange spirit runes, he turned his head to look at Mu Chengye and said suspiciously: "Say, what is the purpose of you approaching me?" ”

"I just like my sister and want to protect my sister." Mu Chengye squinted his eyes and said seriously.

The corners of Xie Qian's mouth twitched for a while, and he completely closed his eyes and meditated silently.

Mu Chengye, who was sitting on the side, stared at her, and the situation of Fang Cai appeared in his mind.

When he went to visit Xie Qian during the day, it was obvious that she was deliberately hiding something from her. Not long after he walked out of the room, he met Hua Rong, who was investigating the news of Abyss Qianqin. He said that the aura of this magic weapon has always existed in Qizhou City, but the specific location has not been found.

Mu Chengye wanted to inform Xie Qian of this matter, but saw her sneaking a letter into the script. He remained silent, but his face was already angry, and his fists creaked.

Seeing this, Hua Rong immediately knelt on the ground and persuaded him: "Your Excellency, don't take the initiative to be angry with Xie Xiaozong!" Hello, do you remember how many times you did bad things with good intentions before, don't repeat the mistakes of the past! ”

"I followed your advice to be cold to her before, and the effect was good." Mu Chengye's anger went down a little.

Hua Rong shook his head and said bitterly: "Don't use the same tricks when treating women. Think about it, if you use the same move against the enemy during the battle, wouldn't it be easy to crack? ”

The words are not rough, Mu Chengye agrees with this point of view. His anger had already dissipated, and he held his chin and pondered, "According to your words, what should this seat do next?" ”

"According to the ideas of her subordinates, she should be hot and cold, so that she can't figure it out." Hua Rong replied seriously.

is worthy of being called a demon general in the demon world who "reads countless women", and one sentence made Mu Chengye suddenly realize. He narrowed his eyes, Xinxin savored this sentence, and said, "You mean, this seat silently guards her?" ”

"Almost." Hua Rong touched the sweat on his forehead, and finally calmed Mu Chengye down.

Mu Chengye had no choice but to restrain his temper and wait for Xie Qian to follow her after leaving the room.

Coming back to her senses from the memories, Xie Qian was still meditating with her eyes closed. Autumn nights are always cold, and she shiveres slightly when the wind blows.

In order to show his thoughtfulness, Mu Chengye directly took off his straight body and put it on Xie Qian.

Xie Qian felt a sinking on his body, and opened his eyes in confusion. At that time, Mu Chengye was only wearing a deep inner coat, and his collarbone could be clearly seen through the collar, which frightened her face on the spot. She staggered to her feet, clutching her chest and taking a deep breath as she took several steps back, nearly hitting the idol behind her.

Mu Chengye approached curiously, so frightened that Xie Qian screamed, and couldn't help covering his eyes with his hands.

"Sister, what did you see?" Mu Chengye was a little confused by her reaction.

She glanced at Mu Chengye through her fingers, and said in a trembling voice: "You, why do you suddenly wear so little as a man?!" ”

"I'm afraid you'll be cold, so I'll put a dress on you." Mu Chengye said with a look of grievance.

Xie Qian's eyes became complicated, and he always felt that the person in front of him made him incomprehensible. When he fights, he is like a beast that no one can match, but when he is with himself, he often looks aggrieved, as if he is bullying him.

She really couldn't figure out what he was thinking, so she could only carry the black and hand it over, saying, "I'm not cold, so you should wear it." Even if it's a demon, it's not good to hang around in underwear like this. ”

Mu Chengye took the shirt, put it on well, and still looked at Xie Qian with a worried face. This look made Xie Qian's heart furious, and he couldn't help but stand up.

Suddenly, there seemed to be some movement from the idol behind him.

Xie Qian was about to turn his head to look, but was held in his arms by Mu Chengye. Then, he turned sideways, narrowly avoiding the sword that fell above his head. The blade was embedded in the ground, smashing the floor and sending dust flying everywhere.

She was wondering where the knife came from, when she saw that the statue of Yun Xiaoyao, who was originally sitting upright, had already stood up, and the sword was in his hand.

He slowly walked down from the altar, pulled out his long sword, and stared at Xie Qian and Mu Chengye with a pair of red eyes, with a hint of murderous aura.

Mu Chengye subconsciously blocked in front of Xie Qian, and stared back at the statue with burning eyes.

The idol raised its arm, and a large amount of evil qi enveloped the blade of the sword. He slashed down with all his might, and the sword wind blew the tables and chairs in the Taoist temple staggered.

Mu Chengye stood still, sneering and raising his palm.

I only heard a loud "bang", and the sword was easily used by Mu Chengye. The entire Taoist temple trembled a few times, and all the power instantly collapsed.

Xie Qian was still in shock, when he saw a white figure swaying above the head of the statue.

Her breathing stopped instantly, and her fingers trembled. Even if it was far away and the lights in the Taoist temple were dim, she still recognized that person was Jiang Chetong at once.

At this moment, he didn't know what was hanging upside down on the beams of the house, his eyes were closed tightly and he seemed to be in a coma, and his face was as pale as white paper!