"Why did the Wind Sect Master say that?"

The person who answered the call was none other than the drunken Ye Yun. His eyes lit up at this time, staring directly at Feng Zheng, even if the night wind hit people, although the wine was heavy, he couldn't suppress the horror brought to him by Feng Zheng's words.

When Feng Zheng heard this, there was also a flash of light in his eyes. Sometimes people are not drunk when they are not drunk, but when they want to wake up, they will be able to wake up, how could Ye Yun, a powerful person who is soaked in the wine jar, be crushed by this bit of jade liquid.

He smiled, and then said to Ye Yun, "I think that this demon is half a demon and half a human."

As soon as these words came out, whether it was the grandson surnamed Ye or the nephew of Dongjimen, they were all so frightened that they couldn't be more shocked, as if it was nothing more than thunder into the night.

As we all know, a demon is a demon, a man is a man, and for thousands of years, the well water does not interfere with the river water, and each begs for a living on its own territory.

In this world, especially in the wine shop, tea shop, and Goolan tile house, although there have been anecdotes about demons, these anecdotes cannot be true after all, and everyone will listen to the excitement in the mouth of Mr. Storyteller, and after laughing, they will leave it behind and stop thinking about it.

But in such a world, Feng Zheng not only said that he caught the demon, but also said that he wanted to slaughter the demon, and even said that this demon was half human and half demon, which was really a bit appalling.

He Wangshu stood on the hill in the distance, and he couldn't help but gasp. The night breeze swept by, a little bit of autumn coolness, a little cinnamon incense, but it made him feel a little numb, and his mind was full of the words half-human and half-demon, not feeling cold, nor fragrant.

"So, can the Soul Banner really work?"

Qiu Fang's voice came into his ears, he didn't answer, Qiu Fang's words were not bad, if this demon really had human blood, then the chance of the Imperial Soul Banner working was much greater, which was contrary to his initial speculation, and at the same time, the danger of the East Pole Gate in the future was also greatly increased.

He Wangshu stared at Feng Zheng through the eyes of the black bird, and listened to their conversation quietly.

"Half-human, half-demon? Wind Sect Master don't want to joke, the old decay has lived for seventy and eight, and this is the first time I have heard of this statement."

Ye Yun laughed, his eyebrows stretched out, and the drunkenness that had disappeared for a moment climbed up his cheeks again, obviously looking like he didn't take Feng Zheng's words seriously.

But the solemn eyes betrayed him. Ye Yun knew in his heart that a person like Feng Zheng, at such a critical moment, would definitely not tell a lie, even if it was a lie, it must be a lie that he believed to be the truth.

"Even if Feng dares to deceive others, he will not dare to deceive Mr. Ye."

Ye Yun's eyes were slightly weak when he heard this, and after a moment of silence, he seemed to remember something, and the smile on his face immediately disappeared without a trace, and even his eyes became very sharp.

"What is the Wind Sect Master going to do?" Ye Yun smiled, he felt that things were interesting.

"Mr. Ye, Miss Ye, please come with me."

Feng Zheng said, gave up a position, and swiped his hand, pointing to the backyard.

Ye Yun glanced at him deeply, and then laughed loudly, the laughter resounded all around, but Qiu Fang's heart trembled faintly.

"Uncle Shi, what are they going to do?" The young man hurriedly asked, but his eyes kept staring at the figure of Feng Zheng and the others who did not enter the backyard, but the wall separated Qiu Fang's heart from the sky, hanging there, and could not fall.

The blackbird did not respond, but blinked, in deep thought.

The more he didn't answer, the more anxious Qiu Fang's heart became, and a fierce light gradually appeared in his eyes staring at the backyard.

"What would you do if I wasn't here?"

He Wangshu said that he wanted to hear how Qiu Fang felt and what actions he would take to stop Feng Zheng's tricks.

Qiu Fang pondered for a moment, the backyard was deserted, and the surroundings fell into absolute silence, and even the night breeze became solemn, unwilling to blow.

In this way, there was not a single sound around, no ants going up the trees, no leaves shaking, no wind blowing and birds singing, nothing, and after a long time, Qiu Fang lowered his voice and said, "Go in and see."

"Feng Zheng is here, and Old Man Ye is also here." He Wangshu said, the implication is naturally to tell Qiufang that you rush in

, no benefit.

"I'm not afraid." Qiu Fang said through gritted teeth.

"Reckless." He Wangshu let out a low snort, and then said, "If you think about it seriously, what will Feng Zheng do?"

"With the Imperial Soul Banner here, it is natural to control Ah Yu's mind."

"And what is Deepavali?"

As soon as He Wangshu's words fell, Qiu Fang was stunned, if he could control Ah Yu, then the Demon Slayer Conference would naturally not be able to afford a slaughter word, and this time Qiu Fang didn't know how to answer.

"Why did you save her?" He Wangshu continued to ask.

Qiu Fang whispered, "I promised her."

"Then why did you promise her?"

"Because I want to ruin the affairs of the wind and the demon savali."

"The Deepavali Conference is tomorrow, what's the use of you doing it tonight and burying yourself here?" He Wangshu sneered.

As soon as his voice fell, several terrible shouts suddenly came from the backyard, reverberating in the air above the quiet backyard, like countless continuous thunderbolts.

Qiu Fang was shocked, he knew whose voice it was, his body shook, and he wanted to rush to the backyard.

"Stop, what are you going to do?"

The blackbird spread its wings and shot in front of Wu Qiufang's eyes.

"They did it." Qiu Fang replied unrelentingly.

"Nonsense, I still think that the experience of the past few days has taught you to be calm, why are you anxious, don't forget that the murderer who is chasing you is locked up, not the old Taoist of your family."

Hearing He Wangshu say the three words of the old Taoist, Qiufang's surging qi and blood seemed to be cramped, and gradually calmed down.

"What is Uncle Uncle's plan?" Wu Qiufang also said coldly.

"Since it's a demon Deepavali conference, the fish in your mouth will definitely live until tomorrow." He Wangshu said firmly.

Hearing this, Qiu Fang's eyes regained their lustre, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "What about tonight?"

"Tonight's Mo Sect, what you can see is a few people in the courtyard, what you can't see are the thousands of disciples of the Mo Sect, and dozens of good hands in the hall. Just this posture, don't talk about you and me, Zhou Laosan didn't dare to make a mistake when he came, you are good, as soon as the Bodhisattva's heart comes up, he will take care of the head and tail." He Wangshu was already poisonous, and he was ruthless when he taught people a lesson at this moment.

Qiu Fang figured out this section, and felt quite embarrassed.

After a moment of silence, he asked again, "What are they doing to control Ah Yu's mind?"

"Why is it so easy to kill, in order to ask the secret behind the banshee. A girl in her teens has reached the second type of person, but anyone who is a cultivator will be curious, curious about why she has such a strong ability, do you want to know?"

He Wangshu muttered, and at the end, he aimed his words at Qiufang again.

"Disciple... I don't want to know." Qiu Fang gave an unexpected answer to He Wangshu, if you really want to say it, the young man doesn't have so much thought about the way of cultivation, and the so-called level of Taoism is not as good as his cooking skills.

If it weren't for the fact that he had gone down the mountain this time, he had repeatedly encountered dangers, and he had seen too many scenes of nine deaths and one life, otherwise he would not have much interest in cultivation.

"Then I'm underestimating you." He Wangshu's voice softened a lot, and he actually laughed softly.

Qiu Fang didn't answer, not only because he knew that He Wangshu still hadn't finished speaking, but also because he suddenly figured out something, since the demon would be slaughtered tomorrow, then they would not be able to kill Ah Yu tonight, as long as he made another move at the conference to help Ah Yu get out of trouble, it would not be a break in his promise.

He Wangshu has been immersed in the world for a long time, and he has met cultivators who give up his style and bones for the sake of profit, he has seen a lot of mirrors and flowers in the Goolan brothel, and he is even more accustomed to hearing the false love words of the Qinglou woman, and he can't understand why Wu Qiufang's dedication to commitment is almost paranoid.

But he can know that this is a precious quality, maybe on a certain day in a certain year, a certain month, and a certain day, Qiu Fang will be like him, the last moment he also made a vow with the woman in the wind and dust in the Xianglou, and the next moment he heard the old bustard say that a batch of new goods was coming recently, so he smiled evilly and said that the old ones are tired, and they will definitely try it next time.

Thinking of this, He Wangshu sighed and said:

"Then do you want to know why she is chasing you?"

Ah Yu chased all the way from Zhenming Mountain to Los Angeles, and would rather be seriously injured than put Qiu Fang to death, which made Qiu Fang quite interested.

"Yes." Autumn Boat Road.

"I thought you really had no desires." He Wangshu quipped, and then said, "You have to endure it first, you can't do anything tonight." I don't think Feng Zheng will kill her, so let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Uncle Shi taught me a lesson." Qiu Fang's cheeks were hot, and he only felt ashamed in his heart.

"Hmph, you kid don't talk back?" Seeing Qiu Fang's expression, He Wangshu also relaxed a lot, and mocked him with a wicked smile.

"The disciple doesn't dare." Qiu Fang said in a deep voice, but those eyes still glanced at the direction of the backyard worriedly, at this moment the mournful screams have stopped, everything seems to be calm, but the wind and clouds under this calm are surging, and Qiu Fang can't let them know.

Wu Qiufang's every move was in full view of He Wangshu, and he sighed, "I still can't figure out, how did the Murder Dao Master teach a bodhisattva heart?"

"Master said that once you dye your kindness, you will be immortal. A hundred lights shine brightly, and a thousand miles are bright." Wu Qiufang replied that Yan Qingyun's position in his mind could not be shaken.

"He didn't like to say such stupid things before." He Wangshu sneered, his thoughts drifted a little farther away, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Once you dye your kindness, you will be immortal. A long sword to eliminate evil. It's really him."

Seeing He Wangshu muttering to himself and saying some nonsensical words, Qiu Fang pursed his lips and didn't go to pick up the stubble, he didn't know what Yan Qingyun's past was, but he often heard some so-called words and phrases such as killing people and punishing evil and promoting good from Zhou Zong and others, and after listening to it too much, he didn't care.

In the past sixteen years, how Yan Qingyun stood in front of him, how he looked at Yan Qingyun, as for other remarks, no matter how good or bad, they were just floating clouds.

"This matter is important, I have to go back to discuss one or two with Zhou Laosan, you go back and rest first, tomorrow..."

He Wangshu's voice stopped suddenly, and he didn't have to guess to know that even if he could be safe tonight, it would be difficult to say tomorrow.

Qiu Fang will inevitably stand up for his so-called Cigna, and although this kid has grown a little bit recently, it is not much, I am afraid that the final choice is still to go on a rampage.

"What's going on tomorrow?" Seeing that He Wangshu's voice stopped abruptly, Qiu Fang looked up and asked puzzled.

Blackbird glanced down at him and said, "In this situation, that banshee probably won't have the energy to escape tomorrow, how sure are you to help her leave?"

"The disciple is not sure." Qiu Fang said stupidly, this is the truth, in the demon slayer conference where the masters are like clouds, it is difficult to rescue Ah Yu. If Ah Yu's cultivation is still here, it would be easy to say, but when I heard the few terrible shouts just now, I am afraid that this matter is extremely unoptimistic.

"Sometimes you have to know how to be flexible, save her, things that can hurt Feng Zheng, but not save her, and there are also ways to break Feng Zheng's things." He Wangshu mentioned on the side, he wanted Qiu Fang to let go of the deal with the banshee, after all, smashing the Mo Sect to a pulp and making the wind and politics look dull, it could also achieve the effect he wanted.

"No, I'll talk to her." Qiu Fang didn't appreciate it at all, and said categorically.

"Okay, okay, you're really kind." He Wangshu took a sip helplessly, and then turned his eyes to look at the backyard.

There was still no sound in the backyard, it was a little weirdly quiet, Qiu Fang clenched his fists, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Uncle Shi, you go first." Qiu Fang said loudly.

"You can do it alone?"

The blackbird landed on Akifang's shoulder and whispered to him.

"The disciples are also going back, recuperate and recharge, and we will meet them tomorrow." Qiu Fang swung his fist, revealing a confident appearance.

The blackbird looked at him deeply, fluttered its wings, stopped chattering with him, and flew straight into the night sky.

Qiu Fang saw the blackbird flying away, and there was a bead of sweat the size of a bean on the corner of his forehead, this was the first time he lied to the people close to him and the elders close to him.

He knew what he wanted to do next

Wangshu knew, not only did he not get any support, but he also had to be scolded, and when he returned to Dongji Gate, he would inevitably be served by the door rules.

A stubborn person can never resist his obsession. Although the black shadow banshee who had been chasing him for a long time was imprisoned in the backyard, he still decided to give it a try, of course, Qiu Fang is not stupid, and the premise of all this naturally guarantees that he is alive.

But how can you survive and save each other?

Just when He Wangshu was pondering, he was also pondering. The two of them seem to have changed their style today, He Wangshu is worried about Qiufang's safety, and what he pays attention to is a stable word, he must be stable, stabilize Qiufang's life, and stabilize the future of Dongjimen.

But Qiu Fang, like He Wangshu in the past, pays attention to a gambling word, he wants to bet, bet that a thunder charm can split the enchantment that was already crumbling just now, bet that he can stir up the situation of Fengzheng tonight, and bet that Ye Ayaxue inside may help himself.

Thinking of this, he swallowed and peeked out from behind the trunk of the tree that had been hidden for a long time.

At that moment, he acted in a play with He Wangshu, and played a good play in which a disciple went astray and got back on track after being mentioned by his uncle.

At this moment, a thunderbolt exploded in mid-air!