At this time, Yuan Miao's figure was indeed missing, Chen'er and Bai Zhen eagerly scanned every space around Kunlun Mountain, but there was no other figure except the air suspended in the air, not even the birds.

Bai Zhen was busy breaking the big formation, and she didn't care about so much at all.

Di Chen'er didn't have time to worry about it, so they didn't know where Yuan Miao had gone.

Di Chen'er frowned tightly, put her hands to her mouth, and shouted, "Brother Miao~ Where are you!?"

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On the ground level, which was already covered with landslides and rubble, Yuan Miao, who was wearing a phoenix-winged purple and gold crown, was waving the Ruyi golden hoop stick in his hand, and a mysterious man in a black robe with a half-masked mask was engaged in a "desperate" struggle.

The man's whole body was full of immortal energy, and with his bare hands, he could fight with Yuan Miao, who was dancing the Ruyi golden hoop stick.

The wind and thunder roared and the stick fell, and the masked man instantly held up a barrier barrier.

Yuan Miao shouted: "Tell me! How old are you in the Immortal Gate?!"

The masked man didn't speak, but under his sleeve robe, a miniature white dragon transformed by immortal qi on his right arm was gradually circling and converging in his palm.

Yuan Miao was a little familiar with the aura of the masked man, but looking at his figure, he couldn't tell a little.

He was sure that this person had met him before, and his first reaction was to feel it in the battle of the Immortal Gate Battle Qingqiu two years ago, after all, it was the one that had the most contact with the immortal qi.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the frizzy Yuan Miao drank again, "Say it quickly, did you also bully Qingqiu two years ago!"

The masked man just shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and before Yuan Miao's words fell, his right palm slammed out, and a low dragon groan sounded, and the white dragon had opened its majestic mouth, as if it was about to swallow Yuan Miao, and it was already close in front of him.

Yuan Miao was startled, and the golden hoop stick suddenly flipped behind him a few times with the strength of the barrier barrier

Just as he was about to swing the Ruyi Golden Hoop Stick towards the white dragon again, the white dragon suddenly stopped, and had no intention of taking advantage of the situation to attack.

Yuan Miao frowned and said as if mockingly: "What's the matter?

The masked man exhaled helplessly.

Originally, he had already come to Kunlun Immortal Mountain three days ago, and he didn't come here to meditate for the little heaven and earth aura of Kunlun Immortal Mountain, he still had this particularly important task to do.

There is a river called weak water in the north of Kunlun Immortal Mountain, and his task is to find two hidden demons on the bank of the weak water river.

But when he came to Kunlun Mountain, there seemed to be enchantments everywhere here, and if he cast a flying spell, then at this time, he would be noticed by the people of Xianmen with a somewhat special identity, so he had to bypass all the enchantments and go to the bank of the weak water river.

In three days, he finally figured out a path to the weakest water that would not be discovered, but Kunlun Mountain suddenly turned upside down, he thought he was discovered, but just as he was dodging, there was a big battle in the sky!

The sky was on fire, the golden array was rising, and those breaths were all breaths that he was familiar with and had been waiting for for a long time.

When he wanted to get closer to find out, he was suddenly spotted by the monkey beside the boy.

I found it, but before I could say hello, the monkey flew in front of him with a swish, and without saying a word, he was already brandishing his wishful golden hoop stick and hitting the man mercilessly.

Looking at the battle of the demon clan in the sky, the man was actually very happy in his heart.

At this moment, Yuan Miao asked again, "Hey, let's say, did you bully Qingqiu!"

The masked man let out a long sigh again, "It's a good outfit, it's quite suitable for you." ”

"Huh?"

He finally spoke, but the voice seemed to have never been heard in Yuan Miao's ears, but he felt that this way of speaking was somewhat familiar to him.

"You...... Don't tell me this!" Yuan Miao rolled her eyes and smacked her lips and said: "If I ask you, you will tell the truth! If you are deceived, then I will kill you today; if you don't, then there is no need to praise me, let alone flatter me, I can distinguish between black and white than you immortals!"

The masked man shook his head helplessly, "Brother Yuan Miao, I haven't seen you for two years, your monkey nature is still so impatient and doesn't know how to hide your heart." Acquaintances seem to have changed, but you are the only one...... That's a good thing. ”

"Huh?" Yuan Miao was stunned again, "You...... Don't you talk about it and I look familiar...... You ......"

Before Yuan Miao finished speaking, the masked man laughed heartily.

At the same time, when he heard the familiar dragon groan and saw the spear, Yuan Miao was directly stunned in place.

"South...... Nangong?!"

The face under the mask seemed to smile slightly, nodded and said, "It's exactly below!"

Yuan Miao suddenly felt a burst of shame, and also a burst of indescribable excitement!

The next moment, before Nangong Han could say anything again, the frizzy monkey had already hugged him firmly.

Although it is not so sensational, but I haven't seen him for two years, Yuan Miao still misses the old man very much......

But at the moment when he hugged Nangong Han, Yuan Miao was suddenly stunned.

Nangong Han's body should be burly and muscular, but why does he feel that Nangong Han is so thin this time!?

Yuan Miao hurriedly pushed Nangong Han away, pressed his hands heavily on his shoulders, and said with a particularly serious expression: "What's the matter!? Your body is ......?"

"The curse of the Nangong family......" Nangong Han pushed Yuan Miao away, as if he didn't want to continue the topic, and then he avoided Yuan Miao's gaze and looked at the top of the towering Kunlun Mountain, "Chen'er is there, and Shiniang, as well as everyone from Qingqiu...... Master, he has been waiting, waiting for the day when you will come back......"

Yuan Miao put her hands on Nangong Han's shoulders again and turned him around forcefully!

His eyes burned as he looked at Nangong Han's eyes under his mask and said, "What the hell is going on! Uncle Bai, does he know?"

Nangong Han smiled helplessly, "I'm also waiting for you to return, Master said, the curse of the Nangong family...... Need Chen'er's blood ......"

"Chen'er's blood?" Yuan Miao seemed to think for a moment, and then said boldly: "Huh~ You scared me to death! Since you need it, Chen'er will definitely give it! This doesn't seem to be a big deal! I'm worried about you in vain...... You're going to have to pay me for the work!"

Nangong Han didn't respond to him, but the eyes under the mask that were not as clear as before showed a very sad look.

Nangong Han actually yearns for Yuan Miao's optimism, but he has never been able to do it, because the things he carries on his body are indeed much heavier.

No matter how stupid Yuan Miao is, then he is at least the young master of the White Ape Villa. There are not too many worries and no particularly heavy responsibilities.

Nangong Han yearns for the ease of his body, yearns for playing in the clouds, playing in the mountain streams, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and he speaks freely......

At this moment, I suddenly heard the urgent cry of Chen'er on the top of the mountain.

"Brother Miao~ Where are you!?"

"It's bad! Chen'er can't find me!" Yuan Miao was alert, and then grabbed Nangong Han's hand and wanted to fly towards the sky, "Go! If I see you, Chen'er will definitely be happy!"

Nangong Han interrupted Yuan Miao's hand in a hurry, and he was a little hesitant.

Yuan Miao looked back and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?" I'm afraid that Chen'er will laugh at you for being so thin now?"

Nangong Han shook his head, "It's been two years, Chen'er, he ...... Did he encounter the 'Yin Yang Lock'?"

Listening to Nangong Han's words, Yuan Miao was a little confused. He didn't understand what Nangong Han wanted to ask or what he wanted to express.

Yuan Miao frowned and said, "What yin and yang lock?"

Nangong Han raised his head, his eyes a little cloudy.

"You know that...... Chen'er is also a half-demon ......"

"So what?" Yuan Miao shrugged her nose unapprovingly and said: "Chen'er has Uncle Bai by her side, Aunt Bai Zhen, and you and me, Sister Xiangqi and Ten Years! What is there to be afraid of? What about the great ominousness of the Three Realms? I haven't seen a few ominous things happen in these years~"

Seeing that Nangong Han's expression was still gloomy, Yuan Miao let out a sigh, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Chen'er has us by his side, don't we have Chen'er by our side~ Nangong, I don't know what you've experienced in the past two years, and I'm not like Chen'er and Uncle Bai who can talk about some big truths, but I think you have changed...... It becomes a little ...... Not decisive, and ...... Anyway, I feel like you're missing the confidence and strength you used to have. ”

Nangong Han nodded noncommittally and muttered, "Maybe it's because I'm in the abyss of the Three Realms......"

"What?" asked Yuan Miao.

Nangong Han didn't explain again, but shook his head directly, "It's nothing." ”

Yuan Miao let out a long "oh~", he turned his head, glanced at Nangong Han with some concern, and reminded politely: "We are brothers, if there is something difficult, speak up." ”

Hearing this, Nangong Han was stunned.

It seemed that Yuan Miao's casual words were very warm in Nangong Han's heart, so warm that he smiled slightly, and relaxed his mind that had been like a tight string for a long time.

"Let's go~" Yuan Miao beckoned to Nangong Han.

Nangong Han did not hesitate this time, but took the lead, no longer hiding his breath, and directly turned into a streamer and flew into the sky, heading straight to the top of Kunlun Mountain.

"You wait for me~"

Yuan Miao kept shouting behind him, and Nangong Han just smiled slightly.

With clouds and smoke in front of him and a breeze in his ears, Nangong Han closed his eyes, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and he muttered to himself, "Maybe...... There will never be a 'yin and yang lock' on your body, after all...... You are his own nephew. He won't allow you to be haunted by the pain of yin and yang, after all, it's painful. ”

——

On the riverside, next to the weeping willows, at the pavilion and the terrace.

Wearing a red dress caressing the piano, the long hair in the yellow robe slowed down.

The woman in the red dress stopped with her slender hands, and the sound of the piano fell in a curling voice, striking a layer of ripples on the surface of the water.

The yellow-robed man with his eyes closed and staring was leaning on the red pillar, his arms around his chest.

As soon as the piano sounded, the man slowly opened his eyes.

The woman said: "The long wind, the weak water is three thousand and can't float the feathers, and the sincerity is thousands of miles...... How can it shine into his heart. ”

The man glanced at Qingtan and said leisurely: "I can still fly on the weak water, but I can't help but have no self in your heart......"

The woman puffed out her cheeks and said delicately, "You are here again...... It's all about him!"

The man glanced at her indifferently, "He will only belong to the White Lady!"