In a room on the second floor of the Anju Inn, Du Xianxian, who didn't know that Lin Xiuqi had gone to the Devil May Cry Wetland again, was chatting with the Duanmulin sisters.

"Sister Duanmu, you said that Brother Lin and the president ......"

"It's just that Ling'er's words misled everyone!

Duanmu Ling pouted and said, "Ling'er is not wrong! When the president went out at that time, he was obviously sleepy-eyed! Also, the president's clothes were all pleated, and his hair was not combed, so he was so sloppy! He must have just woken up! It was exactly the same as his sister who overslept!"

"Nonsense!"

Duanmulin knew what it was like when she overslept, and if her sister's words were true, at least it would prove that Sikong Suqing hadn't been sitting on the chair.

Du Xianxian smiled whimsily: "Sister Duanmu, have you found out? The wine in the room is the president's Baihua Brew!"

"Yes, yes, I think the taste is familiar, it is indeed the president's wine!"

"Not only did the president drink with Brother Lin, but the dean also came suddenly, shouldn't something really happen!"

"This ......"

For some reason, Duanmulin was inexplicably a little frustrated when she heard Du Xianxian's inference, although it was just speculation, but she was still a little uncomfortable.

Du Xianxian saw the other party's expression in her eyes, and said softly: "Sister, but you have true feelings for Brother Lin?"

"Huh?" Duanmulin was slightly stunned, consciously gaffled, and pretended to complain: "Sister Xian Xian, don't talk nonsense!"

"Oh, it turns out that my sister has no feelings for Brother Lin, but Xian Xian likes Brother Lin very much, but it's a pity that ...... It is not destined to come to fruition!"

"You're really ......"

"I don't want to hide my feelings, but I'm not going to do anything, that's all!"

"This ...... I ......"

Duanmu Ling said with a smile: "I also like the big brother very much, why don't we marry him together!"

"Nonsense! What do you say at a young age to marry or not!"

Duanmulin scolded her sister in her mouth, but just thinking of these words, a trace of sweet anticipation appeared in her heart.

was also entangled because of Lin Xiuqi, as well as Sikong Suqing, who was on the third floor of the inn, she locked herself in the room, opened the formation, and didn't see anyone.

At this time, she did not look like a leader in front of the other sisters at all, lying on the bed with her face buried in the pillow, her body occasionally trembling slightly, and she seemed to be a little emotionally unstable.

In a short time, she showed her face, and her pretty face was flushed.

She pouted, revealing a complaining gaze, mixed with a hint of anger, as if she was angry with others, and as if she was angry with herself.

After her expression changed a few times, she said to herself, "Nasty fellow! I came up with a pretext one step ahead of me, am I not attractive at all?"

At this time, if someone close to Sikong Suqing saw her appearance, they would definitely be surprised, this was completely an expression that only a little girl with a tantrum would show.

Suddenly, Sikong Suqing was frightened by her own thoughts, she didn't understand why she had such thoughts, and she had never wanted to attract the attention of the other party, but she thought of the picture of Lin Xiuqi detoxifying herself in the cave, and when she woke up in the morning, she saw the picture of someone cultivating next to her for the first time, and her mood was very complicated.

The strange thing is that the original feeling of guilt for Lin Xiuqi was actually soothed a lot, as if she had found another way to vent this emotion, she herself didn't understand why this happened, let alone what to do, she only knew that she had no intention of cultivating and was upset.

Thinking about it, she buried her face in the pillow again, and gently pounded the pillow with her little fist from time to time.

......

"Ahh

Lin Xiuqi sneezed without warning and said to himself, "Someone must be talking about me!"

At this time, he had already returned to the Devil May Cry Wetlands again, and when he passed through the black mist barrier, he felt that the effect of the toxin was much worse, and he fought repeatedly, although he didn't have time to digest the combat experience, his body had already changed.

On the way back to this place, Lin Xiuqi explored the situation of the big spade in detail, and after absorbing the illusory array disk, the grade of the big spade improved, and before it was only the primary level of the heavenly rank, but now it is already a high-grade spiritual weapon of the heavenly rank.

It's a pity that no matter how much he tries, he can't launch the formation, which is a pity.

"Brother Worm, is the array disk wasted like this?"

"No, your natal thing is very spiritual, and you may use the spirit array according to the situation! Let's not talk about this, why did you kid run away? You hate Sikong Suqing's girl?"

"Brother Worm, can you stop gossiping like this!"

"Benxian is just curious, when you met the white girl, the background music was going to sound, Sikong Suqing on appearance, qualifications, background, strength, all of them are the best among the women you have met, objectively speaking, she is more beautiful and excellent than the white girl, why are you not moved at all, and you still look like a tiger?"

"Brother Worm, don't you understand?"

"Ben Xian understands that you are a ghost!"

"Alas, think about it, I became attached to Yu'er in the mortal world, and the other party fell, worshipping Xun Tuhai as a teacher, but I was used and betrayed, and after entering the enchantment, Xiaoman was affected because of me, and even Brother Song, who was enrolled in school at the same time, is likely to be because of my missing ......"

"Do you think you've killed the Lone Star?"

"No, I just think it's too difficult to maintain a relationship of family, friendship and love as a monk!"

"There are difficulties everywhere, don't you have the confidence to overcome them?"

"I don't have the confidence that I can live as before after affecting each other, and after Yu'er's relationship, I can't like other people anymore!"

"Are you willing to go alone on the path of cultivating immortals?"

"Don't I still have Xiaoman and Silva!"

Although this 'couple' is not limited to marriage, only a partner can always be by your side, so why don't you think about it?"

"Let's talk about it!"

Lin Xiuqi's mood was also a little disturbed, seeing Sikong Suqing's embarrassed and angry appearance when he was driven away by the dean, he already had a judgment in his heart, and even when the holy worm told him to leave the ghost king mask in the space ring, he guessed that this situation might occur, but he didn't expect things to develop like a storm, and the most puzzling thing for him was that Sikong Longqin, an old man who was not ashamed, actually pushed his granddaughter out, I really don't know what he thought!

In all fairness, he didn't hate Sikong Suqing, or he didn't hate any of the girls he met in Mangyuan Academy, but he wasn't the kind of age where he could try to be together as long as he didn't hate it, or he had already passed that stage.

Only when facing the person he really likes, will he have the idea of wanting to be together, but unfortunately, when he first entered the world of cultivating immortals, the strongest emotions were all poured into Bai Hanyu, and with the death of the other party, this emotion also disappeared, otherwise with his psychological quality, how could he get along with other women naturally.

Just as he sighed, three monks flew in front of him, and he did not recognize each other, nor did he intend to strike or avoid them.

Unexpectedly, the moment the three of them saw him, they all stopped, and one of them shouted: "We don't buy phantom spirit seeds!"

Lin Xiuqi thought to himself, you don't want me! He stretched out a hand, slowly clenched it, and said with a smile: "Do you know about the big fist of the sandbag?"

"Run!"

In an instant, the trio fled in three different directions.

"Cut! No sense of humor!"

Lin Xiuqi identified the direction and walked towards the distress signal.

......

Outside the black misty mountain range, hundreds of monks surrounded more than two dozen people, and the two sides did not intend to fight to the death, but confronted each other.

The team of 100 monks came from many families and forces, and the leader was none other than Ouyang Yichuan, who was born in the Ouyang family from the Yin-Yang Academy, and behind him were monks from the Hua family, the Gong family, and the Yu family.

After the battle of Ghost Cloud Peak, the monks on all sides have some losses, and in the past few days, they have mainly recuperated from their injuries, and by the way, they have collected some unique things here, according to reason, it should be the time to leave, but Ouyang Yichuan left these people under various conditions, in order to find trouble with Xuanyuan Huanyu.

The twenty or so people opposite them were the monks of the Wanxiang Peak of the Mangyuan Academy, and now there were only twenty-seven of the original thirty people left, not killed by the people in front of them, but three of them fell in the Devil May Cry Wetland due to carelessness along the way.

"Xuanyuan Huanyu! I really didn't expect you to be able to find the whereabouts of the succubus! Why don't you share the news, you and I will join forces to subdue the succubus, how about it?"

"Don't talk nonsense! I don't know what a succubus is! Ouyang Yichuan, I didn't take the initiative to provoke you, get out of the way!"

"Xuanyuan Huanyu, it's too much for you to say that, your Xuanyuan family is a branch of my Ouyang family, why bother ......"

"You fart!"

"Am I wrong? Who in the immortal cultivation world doesn't know that the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family was born in the Dugu family, but he deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestor, betrayed the family, and established the Xuanyuan family!"

"Say it again! I want your blood to be splattered on the spot!"

"Whether you agree or not, you have the blood of the Ouyang family monk in your body!"

Xuanyuan Huanyu, who was originally angry, suddenly laughed, and he said disdainfully: "Ouyang Yichuan! Your Ouyang family is not as good as before, don't you still understand what the reason is? As a monk, it is natural that like-minded people will get together, if it is divided by blood alone, could it be that the Ouyang family was originally a family cultivated by birds and beasts?"

"You are bold! You are slandering your ancestors!"

"Ouyang Yichuan, your pattern is too small! The strongest monk of the Ouyang family's generation turned out to be a stupid talent like you! It's really sad!"

"You're looking for death!"

"As a sword cultivator, do you dare to fight alone with me!"

"I, I'm in the ascendancy now, why ......"

"Ouyang Yichuan, you don't know what sword cultivation is at all, you should be glad that you can still talk to me on an equal footing at this time, but how long has it been, the only peer of your Ouyang family who can fight with me is Ouyang Mingjian!"

"You, you are arrogant!"

"As a sword cultivator, which one is not arrogant!"

Ouyang Yichuan was choked speechless by Xuanyuan Huanyu's words, of course he knew that sword cultivation was very arrogant, and the stronger the person, the more arrogant he was, this kind of arrogance was not domineering, but he would never allow others to touch his bottom line, let alone allow anyone to question his strength.

The Ouyang family is divided into two veins, refining weapons and sword cultivation, the first Jindan powerhouse in the sword cultivation lineage, and at the same time recognized as the first sword cultivator in the Jindan period, is named Ouyang Mingjian, and is also Ouyang Yichuan's own uncle.

On weekdays, Ouyang Mingjian looks gentle and elegant, but he often speaks amazingly, because he is not used to the other party's way of challenging the Yuanying powerhouse, it is not uncommon for Ouyang Mingjian to publicly say that the person he admires the most is the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family, according to the generation, the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family happens to be Ouyang Mingjian's uncle.

In Ouyang Yichuan's generation, no one can provoke the pillar of sword cultivation, but he has become a high-profile genius, unfortunately, Xuanyuan Huanyu appeared in the Xuanyuan family, the two have competed many times, and it seems that they have won and lost each other, but in fact, Xuanyuan Huanyu did not regard Ouyang Yichuan as an opponent, which is also the thing that makes him feel the most angry.