The man was dressed in a white cloak with a ring of short white fluff inlaid on the brim, which obscured a small half of his face, revealing only the tip of his nose and rosy lips. Still, Whisk could see the familiar face as she turned to leave.

Her extremely hidden aura passed through the crowd and was easily captured by the breeze, which was the unique golden spiritual breath of the White Tiger Clan, even if it was covered by treasures, it could not be hidden from people who knew this clan well.

Fuyi silently recited her name, and scenes of the past surfaced in my heart, and there was an indescribable complex emotion.

This is the demon cultivator who betrayed her in her previous life and finally died at her hands in panic and remorse, and the only descendant of the demon ancestor Baihu in this life, Xinyun.

The friendship of one man and one tiger, like the friendship of most monks in the world, begins with the eye, is deep in trust, and finally benefits.

When she first met Xinyun, she lived like a tiger whose energy could never be exhausted, every time she went on an expedition with someone, she had to run in front of the team, and shouted to her teammates behind her with a smile in the clouds: "What are you afraid of, go quickly, if there is a demon beast, I will slap it to death!"

At that time, Fu Yi didn't know that she was a demon cultivator, but she felt that this girl had an appetite for herself, and then the two gradually got closer, got rid of their overly cautious teammates, and went to many dangerous places together.

They are all bold and daring, and they hit it off at first sight, and the more they get along, the more they feel compatible. Xinyun was born with a kind of courage that is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he has been fighting for a long time with a sword, knowing when to dare to move forward bravely and when to give in slightly.

Xinyun admires the courage and prudence of the clothes freely, and the clothes are also very envious of Xinyun's indomitable momentum.

Fu Yi didn't feel much surprised when she heard Xinyun's self-reported identity, she had already discovered again and again that this friend had a mysterious suppression of demon beasts, which was impossible for a Terran monk to do.

She still remembered that she smiled and said, "You changed back to your original form and let me brush my hair, and I will be regarded as a person who has touched the descendants of the demon ancestor in the future." ”

Xinyun was immediately amused by her and laughed, and the aura around her body flashed, and she really turned into a majestic white tiger.

Her fur was snow-white and glowing, without a trace of variegation, her big eyes were round and black, and her tiger tail was swinging lazily. Four fluffy white paws rose and fell, walking around in the air in a dashing manner.

"Fuyi, listen up, I'll give you a roar to scare and scare the little demon beast!" Xinyun jumped onto a big stone with great interest, and roared at the depths of the mountain forest, the roar of the white tiger was thick and powerful, making Fuyi's heart tremble when he heard it for the first time.

In an instant, the birds in the forest flew as if fleeing for their lives, and the demon beasts in the distance were so frightened that they ran in all directions, and a large number of third-order demon beasts were all frightened, and the ground trembled violently.

"Hahaha, Whisk clothes, am I good?"

"Great! Quick, let me brush my hair......"

At that time, Xinyun's trust and liking for her was by no means fake, she never doubted this, and it was precisely because of this that when the betrayal came, she was like falling into an ice cave, and her grief even overpowered her anger.

Her once most trusted friend had led her into extreme danger for something she still didn't know, and that was the first time she had nearly died in the clutches of a bird of the sky.

It was also at that time that she learned that Xinyun and Yan Xiao had already had dealings, and this life-and-death situation was the big plan of the two beasts.

It was difficult for her to escape, and she spent most of her life to fight for a bloody road, and when she left, she had no grief, only anger and resentment. After many years of friendship, doesn't Xinyun understand her temperament?

knew that Lu Xiao had an old grudge with her, but he still had to cooperate with her to take her life, and the most terrible thing was that he refused to tell her what all this was for.

Fu Yi knows that everything can be attributed to "interests", but this interest is just a general term, where does it fall specifically? She has always been unable to keep treasures, except for a natal sword and the comprehension of the way of the sword, it can be regarded as two empty sleeves, which Xinyun knows better than anyone else.

Fu Yi still remembers that when she was covered in blood and struggling to escape, Xin Yun's face was cold, and her tone of voice was extremely unfamiliar.

She said, "Don't blame me for letting you have something you have to take, and you don't blame me."

"Hey, if you can't go, I'll cut the queue if you don't go!"

Fu Yi was knocked on the shoulder by a mid-stage foundation behind her, and then she woke up from that nightmarish memory, she originally thought that the years had changed, and she had already let go of her old people and grudges, who knew that when she saw the lively Xinyun, her heart would still have waves.

"Sorry, sorry, let's go. Flicking his clothes and bowing to the people behind him, he hurriedly jumped forward a few steps to keep up with the team, taking deep breaths to calm his mind.

When she walked to the gate of the city and paid the spirit stone to enter the city, she reacted suddenly, Xinyun clearly suppressed the cultivation, she knew the other party too well, and the suppressed spiritual breath in the early stage of the Yuan Infant was just like just now.

"She is already in the early stage of the Yuan Infant at this time?" Fu Yi was a little surprised, she met Xin Yun when she had just condensed the Yuan Baby, and Xin Yun at that time was also in the early stage of the Yuan Baby.

In his previous life, he was one hundred and fifty years old, and he met Xinyun in the first experience after leaving the customs, if he counted according to the current years, it should be one hundred and thirty years later.

"When did she advance to the Yuan Infant? How could she not have grown at all for more than a hundred years? Even if she was a demon cultivator, it would not be a small realm that would not be long. ”

Fu Yi knew that the speed of each demon cultivation advancement was different, and he couldn't use the standards of one race to judge another race, but Xin Yun, who had the blood of a white tiger, would not be so weak as this.

"Forget it, what do you want her to do so much, it's best not to meet again in the future, so as to save yourself from continuing your bad relationship. "The majestic white tiger or something, she doesn't want to do it in her life, she killed her once in her previous life, and she ...... in this life. Forget it.

Fu Yi quickly recovered from her melancholy, walked around the city, inquired about the reviews of each store, and finally chose a store called "Ya Ming Xuan" to trade.

Ya Ming Xuan is a long-established brand in the city of eternal day, and the proprietor is a very friendly Yuanying monk, and it is said that he will occasionally disguise himself as a steward and miscellaneous servant to receive low-level visitors in the store.

When she entered the store, she only saw a delicate and pretty red-clothed nun, who was in the early stage of foundation building with her, and greeted her very warmly when she entered the door. "Fellow Daoist, sit inside. ”

After greeting her for a few words, she asked if she could enter the private room to talk about it, and the red-clothed nun immediately understood, and reached out to invite her into the tightly formed compartment.

"What is the Daoist going to sell?"

"Life-prolonging chalcedony essence, gold and fire ore. ”

The red-clothed nun was a little stunned, these two things were indeed precious, but the longevity extension chalcedony essence was a third-order treasure, and she couldn't decide. "I have limited qualifications, so it's not good to estimate the Taoist, so I ask the Taoist to sit down for a while, and I'll go and ask us to take care of things. ”