Before Murong Xuan could look at Li Fei Xi's pretty face with an appreciative gaze, he suddenly felt that the air flow around Li Fei Xu was different, and before the reminder was finished, he bounced up from the campfire, and before his body stood upright, the saber on his desk was already unsheathed.

A complete set of actions can not be said to be disadvantaged, aside from the talent of following Yama to practice the art of witchcraft in the past, his ability in martial arts and swordsmanship has always been outstanding, perhaps slightly inferior to Murong Li, the first swordsman of the royal family, and Alemin, the close guard, but it is enough to make a name for himself in the martial arts in the world.

However, before Murong Xuan's saber could be slashed, he felt the figure in front of him flicker, and a slender finger lightly and skillfully touched his forehead, so that he didn't dare to move a little, and there was a burst of rich female body fragrance in his nose.

This is a strange woman in a gorgeous long skirt, the shape of the long skirt is more like that of a noblewoman, but the neckline is very wide, revealing a large piece of snow-white chest skin, the waist and the skirt next to the slender legs have a clear texture and are as thin as cicada wings.

Murong Xuan didn't move, but his eyes looked up and down several times, he was already a kneider at his age, and when Mu Shaoai was in the face of several glamorous swordsmen in the Great Sima Mansion, he was the same in the face of Na Fei Fuxi, not to mention the brilliant and incomprehensible stunner in front of him? Of course, he also knew that the other party contained an aura that did not belong to human beings.

Although he didn't make any movements, he could feel that his whole body was shrouded in the other party's mysterious power, which made him nervously freeze his body, lest the slightest movement would be directly taken by the other party, this stiffness was just a short moment, but the cold sweat on his forehead had already trickled out, and the muscles on his face full of patterns were shaking unnaturally.

"What's the panic, I didn't intend to take your life. The short and fat man suddenly spoke, listening to the tone was neither cold nor vicious, and this opening, Qi Ma suddenly felt that the mysterious power that enveloped his whole body seemed to relax a little, and his heart was slightly wider, this is a demon spirit, how powerful is it? He can't be sure, he only knows that the pressure on him is not much easier than facing His Highness Yan, I am afraid that he is a master of the same level as His Highness Yan, and it is definitely not something he can control.

It's strange that such a demon spirit, why did he get involved with the Feng Pavilion envoy? And why did he find himself and the little prince so abruptly? In the current treacherous Luoyang City, they weren't afraid of those demon masters?

The questions were one after another, but Tama did not respond solemnly, first raised his eyes to look at Murong Xuan, fortunately, although the little prince was also subject to the enemy, but the beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes did not seem to have any malice, and then Yama turned his eyes to Li Fei Xi, who was standing in front of the tent with a cold and indifferent expression.

"Don't worry, they're the ones I've seen in Luoyang City...... "Li Fei Xi thought for a while before deciding on the wording, "...... Comrade in arms. And they came here just for me to introduce them to Mistress Tamma. ”

Is it coming at me? Yama's heart jumped, trying his best to calm himself down, he didn't plan to call out for the pro-soldiers outside the tent to come to the rescue, not to mention that as long as he made the slightest move, the short and fat man would undoubtedly kill himself first, and even if the pro-soldiers heard the sound and broke in, they couldn't help the two demon spirits, a man and a woman, or listen to their reasons for finding themselves, it may not be a disadvantage to themselves.

"How can Hu Sero be lonely and attract two venerable spirits to come and meet?"

The short and fat man got straight to the point: "The magic of the blood of the Xianbei Witch Spirit was studied by you?"

......

The ugly fat man from Chufenzhuang rushed out of Luoyang, and met with Ying Xuan, who was making a detour, thirty miles outside the southern city, but then he didn't leave too far, and the ugly fat man had to stop running under the rush of the blood of the witch spirit in his body.

Although the fusion of the blood of the witch spirit and the body of the alien spirit has a great effect, the ugly fat man killed hundreds of enemies with toad liquid poison slurry at the beginning, and then broke into the army formation of the Heavenly Army of Fly Mountain, which is indeed wishful, and the one is invincible, but after all, the energy is very huge, and after his own body lì falls, the blood of the witch spirit has recurred, and the ugly fat man spent three days to forcibly suppress the witch blood with the method of pranayama, and it seems that there is no big problem, but the ugly fat man himself knows that his skill has risen sharply, but it must also be the ablation and absorption of the blood of the witch spirit has not yet reached the realm of perfection to cause such a repetition。 Think about it and be afraid, fortunately, it took a long time to attack after rushing out of the battle, but if you meet a strong enemy again, and then there is a situation where the body is lost, I am afraid that I don't have to do it with the enemy, and I will first whine and mourn under the blood of the witch, and if this hidden danger is not removed, I will be uneasy after all.

In the past three days, the ugly fat man lay in the hidden mountains and forests with deep snow, Yingxuan was his protector, and the ugly fat man was determined to go back and find that Li Fei Fuxi, he only said that only this Xianbei woman knew the true meaning of the blood of the witch spirit, or could be found out from his mouth, so as to eliminate hidden dangers.

When he sneaked back to Luoyang with Yingxuan, it was the moment when the ambush of the Flyshan Heavenly Army was exhausted, and the reinforcements of the Seven Star Alliance were trapped. The ugly fat man knew that he had no ability to put his beak, and watched from afar, hoping that Lifei would be spared and not return to this experience in vain.

After it was determined that there was no more subduing demons in the city, the ugly fat man cautiously entered the city to look for it, even if there were no people in the subduing demons, he could also perceive the power of those Diqin ghost royal camps, although he was not afraid of the real handover, but he could not conflict, and it was better to be at peace. This made the search more difficult, and it took the ugly fat man a day and a night to find out that the Xianbei people in the city had retreated outside the city, and most of the people in the city were with them.

By the time he finally followed all the way and finally found Lifei Fuxi who was alone in the Yan State camp, it was almost dusk.

In her opinion, the ugly fat man has Alemin's blood flowing on his body, and seeing him is as if Alemin is still alive, this feeling is very strange, but it clearly reveals the warmth that touches her heart. However, after learning the intention of the ugly fat man, she also had to regret that she couldn't help, after all, her understanding of the blood of the witch spirit only came from a brief exchange with Alemin after he had just been released from prison in Luoyang City.

She remembered her sandalwood lips against his wrists, sucking his blood, and her nose full of his breath......

She almost wanted to linger, but in a hazy trance, an idea appeared, Alemin said that his witch blood came from the tempering of him by Yama when he was a child, and the five thousand iron horsemen of King Wu were also endowed with the magic of witch blood by Yama? In this way, the true meaning of the blood of the witch spirit may only be fully understood by asking Yama himself.

So, Li Fei Suxi took the ugly fat man and Ying Xuan to the camp of the king of voodoo and the tent of the king.

It can only be said that Yama's induction is too sensitive, so that the ugly fat man and Yingxuan have to use the method of first strike to have a chance to speak.

......

A toad into a spirit, but fused with the blood of the witch spirit, Yama felt incredible, but he soon realized that since the other party has a request for himself, then he also has the opportunity to make a price in the sky, the demon is powerful, but at least compared to the human ingenuity, their brains have always been difficult to use. Looking at the ugly fat man's indescribable dignity, it seems to confirm Yama's thoughts.

"I have heard the envoy of the Feng Pavilion say that the secret art of Xianbei can be integrated with the Taoism of the Zun Ling, but this is an unprecedented anecdotal, over time, the Zun Ling will cultivate the supreme Xuan Gong, and it will be the first Xuan Ling of the world that shocks the ancient and modern times. He praised the ugly fat man first, and the proportions were just right, which not only depicted an incomparably wonderful and brilliant prospect, but also invisibly illustrated the importance of the blood of the Xianbei Witch Spirit, and raised his status to be sold at a price.

Hearing this, Yama found that the beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes was bright, but the ugly fat man still had an expressionless fat face, and his gray eyes were staring at him, and it was difficult to peek into his mind.

"Very good, how the blood of the witch spirit came from the beginning to the end, and what method is needed to integrate it, please ask the mage to make it clear. The ugly fat man finally spoke, although he was still indifferent and unmoved, but his words were polite enough.

The cold sweat of the horse gradually disappeared, and the action was more natural, and the corner of his eyes turned at the moment, and he smiled tentatively: "Since the two venerable spirits are here to find the villain, can they not embarrass the little prince?"

Ying Xuan shook her body lightly, and the slender fingers against Murong Xuan's forehead had already been withdrawn, and in the colorful shadows, she stood behind the ugly fat man in a blink of an eye, and at the same time smiled at the corner of her mouth, and glanced at Murong Xuan, who was looking at her fixedly for a while, and said secretly in her heart: This son is going to die. She is an expert in the art of seduction and seduction, and has read countless men since she attained the Tao, how do she not know that this little prince is subject to her own control but moved her heart, that is, now she has a request for that ma, Yingxuan temporarily took a break from the wind and moon, otherwise, she could make this little prince who did not know the severity of the body on the spot, and returned to the west with his life.

Murong Xuan didn't know how powerful Ying Xuan was, seeing the beauty with her eyes full of waves, she looked at herself and smiled, only saying that the two were affectionate, how could she care about her demon spirit's true appearance, and immediately pretended to be elegant and bowed to Ying Xuan with the etiquette of meeting Xianbei noble men and women, and returned the sheath with her sword, full of spring breeze: "Since it is looking for a horse, it is also a guest of Xiao Wang, and the two honorable spirits are temporarily resting in Xiao Wang's tent, although it is simple, it can always be kept clean, without Xiao Wang's order, no one will ever approach here within ten steps." ”

Ying Xuan smiled coquettishly, and even teased Murong Xuan's soul, while the ugly fat man grunted, not knowing whether to express gratitude or disdain for Murong Xuan's flattery.

"Feng Pavilion envoy, you also come. Murong Xuan was refreshed, and invited Li Fei Suxi to sit down next to the campfire, Li Fei Suxi was leading the way, and she didn't want to have anything to do with this young and handsome King of Volodoo, but after seeing the bone bag on the table at a glance, she hesitated, and finally stayed, but next to Yingxuan, there was a distance from Murong Xuan.

Judging from Li Fei Suxi's actions, at least he was not very respectful to Murong Xuan as the prince, but when Murong Xuan's heart was shaking, he didn't mind, on the contrary, he really clapped his hands outside the tent like a hospitable host.

"Mare's milk, roast sheep, big bags of ale wine......" Murong Xuan commanded loudly, and then his voice was small, and he looked directly at Ying Xuan and said: "I don't know the taste of the two venerable spirits, the rough food in the army will be used, it is dinner time, and then we will do business when we are full." ”

Ying Xuan pursed her lips and deliberately glanced at Murong Xuan: "Yo, thank you for your thoughtfulness." ”

The ugly fat man came to find the main master, but this Murong Xuan was noisy and domineering, and the old monk sat on the side, the ugly fat man was impatient, but after thinking about it, it is also common sense for mortals to eat regularly, and he doesn't seem to have to be too anxious, and he will talk about it when they are full of food and drink, and then he will not say a word, just look at Murong Xuan's mouth like a river.

“...... I really can't imagine that the Feng Pavilion envoy has made such a great comrade-in-arms as the two Venerable Spirits in Luoyang, this is a ......"

"How do you know that we're amazing?" the ugly fat man rolled his eyes and interjected coldly.

Murong Xuan was stunned, about the battle in Luoyang City relayed by Li Fei Suxi is also the experience of Alemin before and after the battle, at least he doesn't know much about the inside story of this ugly fat man and the beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes, only that this ugly fat man accidentally inhaled the witch blood in Alemin's body, and once showed his might, thinking of this section, Murong Xuan's heart was relieved: "Venerable Spirit uses his own strength to break through thousands of demons, how is it not great? There is also this ...... This lady," Murong Xuan's gaze never left Ying Xuan from beginning to end, "the same...... The same ......" thought about it, and it seemed that in Li Fei Suxi's relay, she didn't say anything outstanding about this beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes, and she couldn't help but be a little uncatchy.

Ying Xuan smiled again: "Yo, I'm not as good as him, he is single-handedly breaking the enemy and raising his might, I'll have to follow him and get lucky." ”

The ugly fat man was bowing his face, and his expression was a little panicked: "Miss, it's serious." ”

The atmosphere between this ugly fat man and this beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes was a little strange, Murong Xuan keenly felt this, Ying Xuan looked at her face and the eyes that looked at the ugly fat man were decisively different, one was like a phantom shadow floating in the streamer in her pupils, and the other was clearly a mark engraved deep in her eyes.

"Little Lord doesn't seem to mind what we are?" Noticing Murong Xuan's heart fluttering, Ying Xuan withdrew her gaze from staring at the ugly fat man, and took the initiative to ask Murong Xuan.

"The battle in Luoyang was earth-shattering, and most of the people in the world were blinded, but Xiao Wang knew what was going on there, and it was no secret that the Ruozun Ling clan was there. Moreover, Xiao Wang is a member of the Xuanling lineage of his own clan, and he has long been accustomed to this. ”

"You also have the blood of the witch spirit?" the ugly fat man's long tongue flashed, "If I eat you again, won't I cultivate deeper?"