The warm sun hanging high in the sky casts a faint golden soft light.

The soft light shuttled through the lush and fine palm-sized green leaves of the banyan tree, and after a period of stumbling, it finally broke out of the layers of dense leaves, scattered with wisps of gold, lightly sprinkled in the brown soil, and hidden in the green grass.

Xu Nianqing walked straight from the young woman's bamboo hut to the flourishing banyan tree.

At this moment, she stood under this green tree, letting the bright sunlight pour down, gilding her with a layer of golden light.

Come to think of it, that's where she fainted.

Xu Nianqing carefully looked at the "old tree" for a while before walking towards the young woman's hut.

Jade Foot stepped on the slightly moist soil under his feet, looking indifferent. While thinking about it, the clothes fluttered.

The girl seemed to be a different person. Her amorous eyes seemed to be soaked in frost for a moment, and she turned her head to look at the small pond by the roadside.

It is clearly the early spring season, and the banyan tree in the backyard of Yanlan Pavilion has not sprouted any new shoots, but the banyan tree here is already covered with green leaves and new branches, and a cluster is better than a cluster. Even if the tree is of different species, the germination season is naturally different, and that's it. But the pond is ......

There is no silt in the small pond and the water is clear. On the water, there is only the residual load floating in the wind. The remnants of the lotus only appear in October, but now it is clearly the first month of the new year.

Wrong! Very wrong! ......

The light of the day became brighter and brighter, and the reflection of the residual lotus on the clear waves became clearer and clearer.

Such a lifeless scene made Xu Nianqing shudder involuntarily.

She wanted to get away from this weird place. Xu Nianqing wanted to retreat step by step, but found that his feet were not under his control. She had come to the pond in an instant.

A cool breeze was blowing, carrying a dense flute sound.

In the next second, her consciousness fell into boundless darkness, unable to struggle.

Xu Nianqing's eyes were blank, just staring straight at the mirror-like water in front of him, and the corners of his lips on one side were hooked, breathtaking, "Who are you?" ”

...... The water has not yet risen.

"If you don't come out again, don't blame me for being rude!"

Xu Nianqing drank coldly on the surface of the water, as if she was not the lady who was envied by everyone in the capital, but a puppet doll who was manipulated by an unknown.

...... The air was silent for a few seconds.

"Huh."

There seemed to be a sound coming from underwater.

"I want to see, how the hell are you going to be rude to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sky suddenly darkened.

From the banyan tree came the mournful chirping of unknown birds. The voice seemed to burst its throat and float into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, there was a continuous knock on the door, and the sound of "...... bang" overshadowed it again and again, becoming more and more weird.

Looking at the lifeless pond again, it seems to be "alive" all of a sudden!

The remnants of the lotus on the pond "come back from the dead" and bloom at a strange speed at this time. From budding flower bones to full bloom in just a few seconds.

The surface of the pond is filled with layers of mist. Quietly, a charming woman twisted her slender figure and walked slowly towards Xu Nianqing from the white mist.

Xu Nianqing, who looked cold, finally had a trace of waves on her face after seeing this woman.

"The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk knocks on the door under the moon." "This is an exercise that only monks who have fallen into demons can do."

"Who are you? What is the last name? Hurry up! ”

The woman walked around behind Xu Nianqing, her bewitching hands wrapped around Xu Nianqing's white neck, and she spat out Youlan, "Little girl, you haven't seen me for a while, so you don't know me?" ”

"I'm your savior!"

Xu Nianqing's consciousness was briefly pulled back from the darkness: life-saving benefactor? ....... That young woman! No wonder I find it so strange why a peasant woman has such fair skin? The most important thing is that she doesn't have calluses on her hands! It turned out to be a demon monk! But why did she save me? And why did she emerge from this strange pond? .......

Before she could ask the question in her heart, her consciousness was pulled back into the darkness.

"But....... I see that you don't have any aura at all, and you're young, so you know a lot! ”

The woman stepped back and flexibly turned to Xu Nianqing's face, "Besides, whether it's a human or a demon, who is the surname, what's the matter?" ”

A hint of melancholy flashed in the woman's eyes, and then dissipated without a trace.

The "puppet doll" stared blankly at the charming woman in front of her, her willow-like eyebrows were twisted into a ball, and her expression was still cold.

"Little girl, you don't belong here, let's get out of here!" The woman had a slight smile of deep meaning on her face.

She seemed to remember something again, "I forgot, you can't leave......."

The demon monk raised his hand, and his fingers instantly released a majestic demonic energy.

Xu Nianqing was caught off guard and was restrained by the demonic qi that resembled a rope and couldn't move.

"Don't struggle~ You can't escape!" The demon monk looked at the flower-like beauty in front of him, and the smile on his face was not stopped.

Xu Nianqing was unmoved, her eyes sank, and she said coldly: "Do you think that if you trap me, I will have nothing to do with you?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Xu Nianqing's eyes overflowed with a black glimmer, quietly disappearing in the dark night.

When the demon monk heard Xu Nianqing's words, his eyes suddenly widened, and before the panic could climb into his heart, the desolate birdsong stopped immediately, and the aftermath still echoed for a long time in the vast dark night.

The demonic energy that was wrapped around Xu Nianqing's body also dissipated.

"What happened to Feng Ming to you?!" The beautiful eyes of the demon monk glared angrily at Xu Nianqing, who had an indifferent expression in front of him.

"No...... Wrong! You're not this little girl at all! ”

"Heh......" Xu Nianqing sneered, "My brain is spinning quite fast." ”

In the next second, Xu Nianqing was powerless to support, and when she was about to fall to the ground, a strong big hand held her waist. That hand was slightly forced, directly causing Xu Nianqing's whole person to fall into a warm embrace.

The owner of that hand was a handsome and extraordinary, but cold, piercing, and unsympathetic man.

His other bony hand held a long, inky flute. Dressed in a dark robe, ice muscles and jade bones, cold and dustless, there is no one in heaven and earth, this is the only one.

"Yunmo? How are you! The demon monk's original anger was replaced by a bland look, and he looked like "I see".

"I just realized that someone was manipulating her." She glanced at Xu Nianqing, who was leaning on Yunmo's body, and then looked at Yunmo's handsome face, "I didn't expect it to be you." Since it's you, it all makes sense. In this world, only you and those nasty ghosts can have the ability to crack my soul locking technique. ”

They were like long-time friends chatting, but one of them looked at each other coldly. Although the demon monk had a playful smile in his eyes, he didn't dare to approach Yunmo at all.

"What did you do to Feng Ming?" The demon monk seemed to have just remembered what was going on.

"Feng Ming? Is it your contract beast? Yunmo's cold eyes swept towards the demon monk.

The demon monk seems to have a sense of horror that is seen through at a glance.

"How did this 10,000-year-old tree come to be used by you as a container for spiritual energy? That bird is also transforming power for you. ”

The demon monk was silent.

"You've been in the Spirit Sect for so many years, and you haven't made much progress, and when you left the Mountain Sect, you went astray."

"Mei Girl, you are very good!"

"Who are you to say about me! If it weren't for you, you ...... "Mei Wu hadn't finished speaking, but she was interrupted by Yunmo.

"Enough! Haven't you learned a lesson from the events of that year? ”

Yunmo evoked memories of her days in the Spirit Mountain Sect. The cutting is continuous, and the rationalization is still messy.

Today is different from the past, the demon monk who should have left the red dust and let go of the past finally re-entered this "quagmire", never let go, and never let go.

"Senior brother...... Yunmo, don't worry about today's affairs. If you give me back Feng Ming, we'll treat it as if we've never seen each other again. The sadness in Mei Wu's eyes swept away, it was a complex emotion, or sadness, or despair, or nostalgia, or determination......

Yunmo raised his hand, pointed the ink-colored flute in his hand directly at Mei Wu, and his thin lips opened slightly, "I said in the mountain sect at the beginning, if you must save that demon, we will only be enemies when we meet again." ”

Although the words of Yunmo fell lightly, they were loud.

"I also said that no one can insult him!"

Mei Wu gritted her teeth and stared at Yunmo angrily, "Since you were ruthless and unrighteous first, then don't blame me." ”

"I'll ask each last time, where did you hide Feng Ming?"

Yunmo looked at her indifferently and was silent.

Mei Wu's eyes deepened, and when she raised her hand and flipped it, the coercion of Ling Yan instantly filled the entire field. The coercion finally gathered towards Yunmo, increasing its power countless times.

If it was just an ordinary martial artist facing Mei Wu at this moment, then he must have been shattered in an instant under such a powerful coercion. It's a pity that it was Yunmo who faced Mei Wu.

Yunmo's dark robe hunted in the wind. He just frowned as thick as ink, watching Mei Wu urge her demonic power like a "clown" and exert all kinds of changes.

"It's ridiculous." Yunmo gently waved the long flute in his hand. Then there was a roar in the air.

"You don't have a contract beast, and trying to forcibly urge the demon power will only add new injuries to your old wounds."

In the demon world, there are two ways to cultivate demons. One is to use one's own body as a container to store demonic power, and it is possible to cultivate one's body after thousands of tempers, but there is a necessary premise for cultivating in this way of cultivation, that is, the cultivator must have the purebred bloodline of the demon clan.

Therefore, this method of cultivation has many benefits. For example, the strength of the same rank is stronger than the power of the second cultivation method. After cultivating to the highest level, the strength reached is even greater.

The second cultivation method is cultivated by cultivators who have fallen into the demon path halfway like Mei Wu. Because they don't have the bloodline of the demon clan themselves, but their bodies are fused with the demon pills of demon cultivators, so they can't use themselves as a container for cultivation, and can only convert their spiritual energy into demon qi through external magic weapons and store it.

All cultivators, whether humans, demons or demons, need to store their "qi" in order to perform a series of spells after release.

"Girl, it's useless. Your powerlessness is like a mayfly shaking a tree before me. Give it up! You know that I will obey my mother's instructions and will not really kill you. ”

Mei Wu had already used her hands to support Yunmo's seemingly random blow, but in fact, she was defeated to the verge of shattering the illusion.

She shook her head, "No, I can't give up!" Almost, just give me a few more days and he can come back with me! ”

Mei Wu seems to have found the motivation to persist in her words. She quietly released a trace of eerie aura, allowing it to melt into the illusion.

In the next second, a sharp phoenix chirp pierced the night sky. Mei Wu disappeared out of thin air.

Yunmo looked at the scene in front of him, was shocked, and sighed secretly.

He had already discovered the aura, but he didn't seem to intend to pursue it. He knew in his heart that Mei Wu would not turn back if she didn't hit the south wall. Even if she hits the south wall, she won't look back.

The sky was as bright as day. It's as if none of this has ever happened.

Yunmo looked up at the clear sky and probed it with his spiritual sense. Sure enough, the bird named Fengming disappeared in his consciousness space.

The small pond in front of him was still deadly silent. The big banyan tree, which was still green, has withered.