Ye Xiaowan met the two senior sisters Luo Zhiyun and Zeng Jing, who had been absent for a long time.

She hasn't been in Lingfeng Lake for a long time, and her qualifications are sparse, and there are only two of them who have sincere contacts with the same door.

Senior Sister Luo always felt that she couldn't learn anything because she was lazy, so she often urged her: "Although we are nameless small sects, monks must at least know the three major methods, otherwise how can you be a monk? ”

Senior Sister Zeng understands her sparse qualifications, and often makes a round: "I have seen Xiao Wan work very hard to learn the method of practice, and her talent is so talented, she can't ask for it, just take your time." ”

It's good to take your time, she has always thought that it is good to take her time, just like when she suddenly became a human from a demon, she slowly learned to be a human being little by little, and it took decades to finally practice a round and hard shell for herself.

She wanted to be a monk, and it was her choice, not forced to be human.

I want to be free and easy, live as I like, squeeze the hard shell little by little, and rebirth a new Ye Xiaowan.

There will definitely be all kinds of beautiful scenery on the road, such as a friend, like Ling Fox Zhenzhen, who is straightforward and innocent, which makes her look forward to it. Or like Jiang Shu, cute, pampered but not arrogant, which makes her envious.

It's just that sometimes, Ye Xiaowan is also in a trance, the people around her are very dazzling, not only does she not look like she is at the same level, but in fact she is not at the same level, she treats them well, is it out of the habit of decades of bitterness and warmth in the world, or is it out of sincerity?

Senior Sister Zeng once talked to her: "I think Xiaowan deliberately echoes many times, and sometimes even lies deliberately, are you afraid that others will hate you?"

She is indeed good at deceiving and agreeing with people, she is alone, she has no demon power, she can't be a monk, she doesn't deceive people, she doesn't please people, how can she live?

When Zhou Jing's fiery affection was thrown at her, how could she catch it well?

He clearly didn't like her open-mouthedness, so he should be able to be happy if she was so gentle. I don't want to see him unhappy, and I don't want him to hate himself. She couldn't tell if she was sincere, or if she was a habitual behavior made by that tough shell.

The time is too short, and the brand-new Ye Xiaowan has just come out of the shell, and she has encountered too many things.

was finally messed up by her, that sentence is very right, there is no reason for the victim to be considerate of the perpetrator, Zhou Jing stabbed her, she took it willingly, even if she wanted to save him before.

At that moment, she also understood that there was nothing to be saved, and it was best to be strange.

Why do you want to take the demon pill and pose as a coercion like the Yingqiao fairy? Zhou Jing shouldn't be like this, scolding her, stabbing her countless times, and finally throwing the demon pill to her viciously, from now on, the bridge will return to the bridge and the road will return, this is the real Zhou Jing.

He was torturing himself.

When Ye Xiaowan woke up suddenly, the water in the porcelain jar was almost dry, and she was curled up in the corner in pain as if she had been burned, trying her best to find some coolness.

"Auntie......" she cried embarrassedly, "Auntie, where are you?"

In a trance, she seemed to really see Mo Lan, and whispered to her: "Aqiao, the world is very dark, and my aunt can't see how to go, so I've been looking for hands to support each other, but my aunt is unlucky, I can't find it, and I understand a lot of things every time I lose it, don't be like my aunt, I really hold my hand, just hold it, don't let go." ”

The petals were already scorched, the leaves had already withered, and Ye Xiaowan was clinging to the last few drops of boiling water, maybe it was her tears.

Seeing, the beautiful scenery is on the other side of the shore, the light and shadow rotate, like a dream, she tries to fly, maybe with a pair of hands, she can fly over.

There were water droplets falling on the dried petals, Ye Xiaowan opened her eyes, and Zhou Jing was vaguely visible in the blurred vision.

She remembered that in the Juntan Palace, Zhou Jing came to rescue her and threw her off Lone Peak first. She screamed in panic, and when she felt a figure above her head, she threw out her sleeves and rolled them up.

This time, he caught her well, dragged her over and grabbed her, laughing at the same time: "I can cry in fear!"

What a brutal boy, pretty, wild, like a beautiful beast.

She spoke to him softly: "You don't torture yourself anymore...... Just ...... Never knew me......"

The cold water was poured into the new porcelain altar, and the dry Erqiao peony was carefully placed in it to soak, so that Fox Zhenzhen saw Zhou Jing reaching out to hold the porcelain altar and immediately blocked the front.

"The bowl doesn't want to go with you. She stared at his bloodshot eyes, "she said as if she hadn't known him. ”

Zhou Jing didn't look at her, but slowly spoke: "Get out of the way." ”

"I won't let it. Ling Fox Zhenzhen did not hesitate, "The bowl is clear with you, and you shouldn't be entangled anymore." ”

She stretched out her hand towards Zhou Jing again, "Give me the demon pill of the black jade peony." ”

Zhou Jing finally slowly raised his eyes to look at her, and a strange light suddenly appeared in his dead eyes, and he reached into his arms while walking towards her.

"Linghu. He called out to her hoarsely, "It's my fault, I'll let you stab you ten times next time." ”

The fox suddenly felt the golden light in front of her, and it rushed to her heart like lightning.

She didn't think about the development of the green onion swinging the knife at her, and she was stunned for a moment, the golden light long knife stopped in her heart for a moment, it was cold to the bone, and he seemed to be hesitant to stab in.

The blade was grabbed, and Qin Xi's face was gloomy: "You are crazy." ”

Zhou Jing didn't speak, the long knife was withdrawn, and he jumped up, the gorgeous golden light unfolded like crumpled silk in an instant, Qin Xi grabbed Ling Fox Zhenzhen, narrowly avoided it, and the golden light smashed next to his feet, making a terrifying sound like a landslide and cracking, and he smashed out a pitch-black pit.

There seems to be another mystery underneath, Qin Xi released cold electricity, and drilled into the pit like a white dragon, because he felt that the inside was very spacious, when he was about to be stunned, Ling Fox Zhenzhen mentioned it, and said hurriedly: "Little senior sister go down!"

Without waiting for her to react, she threw herself directly into the pit, while summoning a flying sword to block the golden light long knife attacked by Zhou Jing.

"Is the Panshen Silk on her?" Zhou Jing stared at him with burning eyes, "Since you don't take it, let me take it!"

Qin Xi forced him away with a sword, and said lightly: "Panshen Silk is here with me, do you want it?"

Zhou Jing sneered: "It's ridiculous, if you take the Panshen Silk back, you can still be together?"

"Believe it or not. Qin Xi recalled the cold electricity and spread it out on the deep pit, "It turns out that you have long been suspicious, why don't you ask me directly?"

Zhou Jing took two steps back and looked at him fixedly. Qin Xi stood opposite, did not evade, and looked at him quietly.

Zhou Jing's angry gaze gradually calmed down, and after a long time, he said slowly: "In one vein, the two of us are destined to be fated by the gods. Shizun has always been optimistic about you as the heir of the main lineage, and I am also optimistic about you, so I will accompany you to the East China Sea, and accompany you to the Great Wilderness to continue to find Panshensi, without complaints, I am happy. I don't owe you the slightest bit to myself. ”

Qin Xi bowed: "Yes, I cherish this friendship very much, never forget it, never give up." ”

Zhou Jing said coldly: "From beginning to end, you have been the arbitrary Qin Xi, who knows everything about others, but you are secretive about yourself." The reason why you obediently returned to Middle-earth from the Great Wilderness is that you have long found that Panshensi is on Linghu, and seeing that I have been busy matching you, are you secretly laughing at me for being stupid? You also knew that the life experience of Panshensi can be artificially created, and you didn't even tell me this. Isn't it ridiculous that you told me not to forget it?"

Qin Xi frowned: "I just have vague suspicions, and there is no conclusive evidence, what's the point of rashly telling you?"

"Of course it makes sense. Zhou Jing's voice sank, "If it is artificial, I will have an enemy who will not share the sky! I will not laugh with you all day long, nor will I be indifferent to Pan Shen, we should be life and death rivals." ”

"You're going to be a life-and-death rival with me?"

"Why not?"

The silky golden wave swirled up, Qin Xi hurriedly dodged, and the two wind and thunder flying swords in his sleeves shot out, suddenly growing a few feet, colliding with Zhou Jing's killing move, and in an instant, the sound of thunder and wind was endless.

"It's useless for Panshen Silk to stay on Linghu, she can't refine it at all. Zhou Jing turned into golden light, as fast as lightning to entangle the supercooled electricity, and he was about to burrow into a deep pit, "If you don't take it, you might as well let it be given to me!"

The dense cold electricity suddenly covered the sky, and the electric light that was originally entangled in one place separated one by one. Once the cold electricity is dispersed, the killing intent is heavy, and the destructive power is huge, the master has always explained that it is used carefully, he knows that it is not good, and hurriedly avoids it, and half of the hem of his shirt is still torn into blue ashes.

Zhou Jing's gloomy gaze bumped into Qin Xi, he only looked at him expressionlessly, and his voice was very soft: "Don't move her." ”