"There is a mortal at the gate of the bazaar, 10,000 spirit stones are on the list to find someone, everyone go and see it!"

……

One to ten, ten to hundred, one hundred to thousand.

After a while, thousands of people gathered outside the Qingyun gathering, and some people even invited painters to copy the portraits.

"How tall is this woman? What is the age? Can there be birthmarks on the face? ”

"Six and a half feet tall, about twenty-five years old, there is a small mole under the corner of her left eyebrow, she herself looks more beautiful than the portrait, the weapon she uses is a spirit sword, there is Jin Dan Xiuwei, her surname is Zhuo ......"

"Jin Dan? How can you, a mortal, know Brother Jindan? ”

"You don't care so much, as long as you find someone, 10,000 spirit stones will definitely be indispensable to you!"

Yan Yunting sat next to the immortal list, answering the questions of the visitors one by one, since he had been on the list for three days, then he would sit here for three days.

Gradually.

The sky is getting dark, the night is getting thicker, and there is still an endless stream of people who come to watch the list after hearing the news.

"Spread out! Disperse! Disperse! ”

Suddenly, a group of monks in green clothes poured in to put aside the crowd, seeing that they were uniformly dressed, and they all had a cyan token hanging from their waists, engraved with the word "Ouyang".

It should be a big family gathered in the green clouds, and the masses have avoided it.

The monk in green opened the way for the crowd, and a young man dressed in white with a rebellious posture strode in, with a red token hanging from his waist.

The young man walked to the front of the list, looked at the portrait, and without saying a word, "Thorn! He tore off the portrait.

Yan Yunting was overjoyed: "This friend, do you know my wife's whereabouts?" ”

"Friends? Wife? Hum! The young man kneaded the portrait in a paper ball, threw it lightly on the ground, glared at Yan Yunting and said, "Let you leave Qingyunji before dawn, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

Then he was to depart.

Yan Yunting stretched out his hand to stop the young man, and his voice became colder: "My missing person notice, is there something in your way?" Why tear it? ”

"Bold mortals! How dare you talk to Ouyang Gongzi in such a tone! Several monks in Tsing Yi surrounded Yan Yunting.

Yan Yunting's murderous eyes were full of eyes, and he held the hilt of his sword: "Today, if you don't give me a reason, don't want to leave." ”

The young man smiled heartlessly, "Mortals, can you pretend to be an elephant with a green onion in your mouth?" I'll just stand here and let you cut it, don't you dare? ”

"You can try." Yan Yunting was about to draw his knife, but at this time, the black-clothed monk on the side hurriedly grabbed his hand, stopped between him and the monk in green clothes, and said with a smile:

"Ouyang Gongzi, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, this mortal doesn't know what to do, don't worry about it."

"Hmph, I'm not so lowly as to get angry with an ant," the young man waved his sleeves, "Let's go!" He led the monks away.

Another rampant and domineering man!

"Ouyang Gongzi go slowly, walk slowly......" The black-clothed monk licked his smiling face and watched, until the young man was far away, he turned around and scolded Yan Yunting:

"Boy, you don't want to live anymore? Even the people of the Ouyang family dare to provoke?! ”

Yan Yunting stared at the young man's departing back and asked coldly, "Who is he?" What is your name? ”

"He is the second son of the Ouyang family, Ouyang Tianci!"

"Is the Ouyang family very powerful?"

"The largest immortal cultivator in Qingyun is the Ouyang family, its head is the Yuanying Monk, and its ancestor is Ouyang Gong, one of the three Yuanshen Monks of the Qingyun Sect!"

"Okay."

Yan Yunting rode on the snow and followed Ouyang Tianci.

"Hey, hey, you've only been on the list for a long time, and you should be refunded forty spirit stones, don't you want it?" The Blackfriar greeted.

Yan Yunting just waved his hand.

The black-clothed monk muttered with joy: "This guy, I'm afraid I'm afraid I've ever seen the most backbone mortal in my life......"

……

Yan Yunting followed Ouyang Tianci from afar, all the way to the mansion of the Ouyang family.

This guy is so abnormal, he must know something.

There is a blue light seal outside Ouyang's house, and you need to use a waist card to enter.

Yan Yunting hid the snow and squatted in the nearest alley outside the mansion, waiting for an opportunity to move.

After a while, the two monks in Tsing Yi walked out of the house with a smile:

"It's not unusual for you to say that the person who came to find our young lady was a mortal, he was so generous, I thought he was a great monk."

"The second son said that he was not angry, didn't he still tell us to kill that kid?"

"We should go and cheat him out of his bounty first, and then go back to inform Childe."

"Hmph, do you really believe that he has so many spirit stones?"

It turned out that they came out to kill Yan Yunting.

What kind of owner, what kind of dog to raise, it is still the largest family of immortal cultivators in Qingyun, and it is also a group of filthy people.

Yan Yunting's sword was half unsheathed, just waiting for the two monks in Tsing Yi to enter the alley-

"Choke!"

The spirit sword is unsheathed, and the sword qi is ready, and one person is cut in an instant!

Yan Yunting raised his hand to devour the gods, grabbed another monk into the alley, put his sword to his throat, and said coldly: "Answer my question honestly, don't scream, otherwise you will be worse than dead!" ”

The Monk in Tsing Yi nodded in fright.

Yan Yunting asked, "Is the woman on the immortal list in the Ouyang mansion?" ”

The monk in Tsing Yi nodded repeatedly.

"Where did you find her?"

"Childe went to sea, and ...... was saved by accident"

"Why are you detaining her?"

"She cultivated as a golden pill, similar to Gongzi, young and beautiful, and Gongzi wanted to marry her as a double monk."

"You call her Madame? Did she marry Ouyang Tianci? ”

"Not yet...... When Ouyang Ancestor was preparing to meet in the Immortal Domain, he would take advantage of the visit of all the sects to hold a marriage ceremony. ”

"You persecute her!"

"No, she volunteered, Gongzi saved her, she repaid the grace of saving her life, not to mention that our Ouyang family treats her well......"

"Put. You. Mother. Target. Fart! It must be what you used! Yan Yunting felt unspeakable anger and discomfort in his heart, and he asked again:

"Where did you keep her?!"

"West Chamber, listen to the rain building......"

"Die!"

Yan Yunting sealed his throat with a sword, dragged the two corpses into the alley, changed into a one-person suit, took off the one-person waist card, and went around the back of the house.

The west chamber, naturally on the west side, Yan Yunting used the waist card to open the seal and drilled into the mansion like a flying arrow.

……

In the west wing, above the West Lake, there is a small building at the end of the corridor, and there is a three-storey building standing in the small building.

On the third floor, there is a beautiful woman leaning on the fence to admire the moon, she is dressed in a light blue dress, her skin is like congealed fat, and her eyes are bright moon, which is a shallow doubt and a faint sadness.

"I, who the hell ......"

"Whoosh!"

A figure in black fell from the sky, and before she could react, she was hugged into her chest, followed by a soft voice:

"Miss Zhuo, finally let me find you."

Zhuo Wenxi was shocked, but when she looked back and saw the comer, she was so stunned that she forgot the struggle, this person is so familiar......

"Miss Zhuo?" Yan Yunting saw the confusion in Zhuo Wenxi's eyes, and he shook his hand in front of his eyes: "Zhuo Wenxi? ”

Zhuo Wenxi came back to his senses at this time, pushed Yan Yunting away, hooked his fingers slightly, and summoned the spirit sword to force Yan Yunting away: "Who are you!" How dare you trespass on the rain building! ”

"I ...... I'm Yan Yunting! Yan Yunting frowned and wondered, could it be that this girl was swept up by the whirlpool?

"Yan Yunting...... Yan Yunting ......, "Zhuo Wenxi whispered softly, why can't he remember anything when he seems to be acquainted?"

"That's right, you are Zhuo Wenxi of the Lingxu faction of Kunlun Mountain, the master is Baicaozi of Danxia Peak, you and I are both from the world of Kyushu, we go out of the sea, kill dragons, jump whirlpools, think about it?"

Yan Yunting tried her best to recreate the past, trying to awaken her memory.

Zhuo Wenxi tried hard to remember this memory, but every time she had a thought, her head became more and more painful, "My head hurts, my head hurts so much...... she threw away the spirit sword, holding her head with both hands, her expression was extremely painful.

Yan Yunting hurriedly stepped forward and hugged her into his arms, comforting her softly: "If you can't think of it, you don't want to think about it for the time being, you just need to know that Yan Yunting is your good friend." ”

This familiar embrace, this familiar sense of security, really made her feel much better.

"Yan Yunting......" Zhuo Wenxi's hair was messy, and her eyes were full of tears, "Am I going to become a fool?" ”

Yan Yunting couldn't cry or laugh, and stroked the head of the woman in his arms: "Fool...... Oh no, you're Zhuo Wenxi, you're a genius alchemist of Danxia Peak, how could you become a fool? ”

Although she has no memory in her mind, she can't change her instinctive dependence.

"Alright, this mansion is dangerous, I'll take you away-"

"Whew!"

Yan Yunting was about to pick up Zhuo Wenxi and leave, when suddenly a spiritual light shot from outside the building, he had no time to dodge and draw his sword, so he could only push Zhuo Wenxi away and meet the spiritual light with one punch!

Although the aura was scattered, Yan Yunting's fist was already blurred with flesh and blood!

Those who hit this blow of spiritual light, their cultivation will definitely not be lower than that of Yuan Ying!

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