The beautiful young woman in Li Qian's arms had stopped crying, her shoulders were no longer shaking, she raised her head to look at her somewhat timid husband, her face was full of gentleness, and she reached out to caress Li Qian's cheek, "Husband, I have never hurt you! ”

Seeing that his wife, who was still radiant, was already full of tears, and in just a stick of incense, she was much haggard, and Li Qian's heart was like a thousand arrows in her heart, and her heart was painful.

He didn't even glance at the real Wang Yu who was standing in the hall, hugged his wife tightly into his arms, gently rubbed the long smooth hair like silk, took a deep breath, felt the familiar sweet body fragrance, and only one sentence in his mouth, "My wife is not a monster, my wife is not a monster!"

"Enough!"

Seeing that Li Qian was obsessed and kissed me and me with that demon, Yu Ling could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, shouted, and said to Li Qian: "Master Li, your wife is a harmful demon, are you still obsessed?"

"Me?"

Li Qian was stunned for a moment, feeling full of warm fragrant nephrite, and replied, the fake Wang Yu gently pushed her husband away, walked a few steps towards Yu Ling, her face was indifferent, neither angry nor begging, she looked back at Li Qian with a guilty face, and then turned around, looked at Xue Buyu, and asked, "How did you find out?"

Xue Buyu smiled: "Actually, it's a coincidence. The eyes of ordinary monks may not be able to find anything when they look at you, but the poor Dao happens to know the eyes of heavenly pleasure. ”

"What is that?"

"Eh!" Xue Buyu, who had a smug face, was asked by this fake Wang Yu, and almost didn't catch his breath, in order to hide his embarrassment, he deliberately made his face calmer, showing that he was open-minded, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, but I just happened to see the difference between you and ordinary people." ”

After that, his face turned cold, murderous aura burst out in his eyes, and he had a posture of killing people if he didn't agree with him.

"Who are you, or what are you, from the truth? If there is half a lie, don't blame the poor and ruthless. ”

"I'll tell you the truth, will you let me go?"

"I'll make your death a little more painful. ”

"Okay!"

The woman glanced at Xue Buyu with a resentful face, and came to the real Wang Yu with an apologetic face.

The girl was a little timid at first, but at the thought that this man had trapped herself in the painting for thirteen years, and had robbed her husband, a resentment rose in her heart, and she raised her head and glared angrily, meeting those familiar eyes.

"I'm sorry, Yu'er!"

The woman opened her mouth to apologize, her attitude was sincere, and she looked at the girl in front of her who was holding back her fear and staring at her like a little wolf, and her heart was full of guilt.

"But~" She looked back at Li Qian again gently, and said to the girl in front of her: "I'm just, I just like him too much!"

If the girl was struck by lightning, she stared blankly at the face in front of her that was almost exactly the same as herself, and that face was full of sadness and warmth, like an infatuated woman who could give everything for her husband, and a little pity suddenly rose in her heart, and then it was replaced by resentment that had been sealed for thirteen years.

"Like him?hehe~" The girl frowned, feeling that the other party was a little unreasonable, "If you like him, can you forget my father's kindness of picking you up and raising you as his own? If you like him, can you abandon the sisterhood between the two of us from childhood to adulthood? If you like him, can you be ruthless and trapped me in the painting for thirteen years?"

The girl's series of questions are not only questioning what the other party has done, but also a cathartic cry for the grievances she has suffered over the years, and the heartache and resentment of being betrayed by those closest to her.

"I~" Fake Wang Yu wanted to explain, but after thinking about it, she couldn't find a suitable reason, she sighed and looked at the young face, "At least, you are still young now, and you are still a heart-warming little girl?"

"Shut up, demon, stop arguing with reason!"

Wang Yu snorted angrily and looked at the other party with hatred, "Do you still know that you have deprived me of my years? Although I am still young, my parents, my brother, my sister, and everyone around me have all passed thirteen years. ”

She was full of anger, her little face was flushed, and she didn't care if the other party was an old demon, and she might kill her at any time, she just wanted to shout out the hardship in her heart, as if in this way, her heart could feel a little better.

"Wang Zhu, you must know that you have not only taken my husband, but you have taken away the thirteen years that I have been reunited with my family. ”

"Smack!"

A loud slap sounded, Wang Yu couldn't control himself anymore, and raised his hand to give Wang Zhu a slap.

"It's good if you're happy!"

When the fake Wang Yu heard the name Wang Zhu, her body trembled, and with this sudden slap, her whole person was like a frosted eggplant, and her whole body wilted.

Her face was suddenly blurred, and when everyone could see it clearly, it had become another face, although this face was still beautiful, but Li Qian saw that his wife suddenly changed her face, and his whole person was not good, his hands and feet trembled, and sweat was like rain.

Yu Ling had long been ignoring these love matters, and when he saw Wang Yu calling that person Wang Zhu, he asked, "Wang Zhu, who are you?"

Hearing this, Wang Zhu smiled miserably and looked at Yu Lingdao: "Dao Chief, I wonder if you have heard of the Yin Clan?"

"Hermits?"

Everyone present couldn't help but mutter, what kind of thing is this race, is there any other race besides humans, demons, ghosts, and immortals?

"Evil obstacles, how hard do you let the poor monk find?"

Everyone in the hall looked confused, and when they looked down and thought about the records of the hermit clan in that classic, there was an angry shout from outside the somewhat gloomy hall, accompanied by the figure, from the ridge of the courtyard opposite the hall, a head in a yellow robe fluttered and landed in the hall door.

There are six obvious ring scars on the bare head of the head, the eyes are lowered, the face is round, the nose is collapsed, the mouth is wide, the height is medium, not fat or short, and the appearance is extremely ordinary.

This person was unknown to others, but Xue Buyu was surprised when he saw it.

It turned out that this head was the Suixin Master of the One Page Temple of Qibao Mountain in the West that he had seen during the cultivation conference. When Xue Buyu wanted to slash the evil spirits of the West with a sword, this mage came forward to stop him because of some ulterior motives.

Xue Buyu was young and vigorous at the time, and pursued the elimination of evil, although the mage had already spoken out for the evil ghost, but Xue Buyu turned a deaf ear and cut the evil spirit with a sword, and the two formed a bond at that time.

Seeing this freewheeling mage again, Xue Buyu only felt that the mage's skills were more profound than before, and when he flew down, there was not a trace of mana overflowing from his body, which would stand on top of the hall, if it wasn't for the fact that she had just made a King Kong roar and attracted everyone's attention, otherwise no one would have noticed that there was a worldly master in the hall.

That Wang Zhen asked, seeing that everyone was puzzled, and was about to open her mouth to explain, but was interrupted by the angry shouting of the Suixin mage, and when she saw the face of the person who came, she trembled with fright, her face was pale, and her mouth was snorting, "Fa ~ Master, why are you here?"

Natou Tuo didn't look at Wang Zhen, he came to Yu Ling and the three of them in a few steps, bowed his head slightly, and proclaimed the Buddha's name, "Amitabha!

Yu Ling couldn't figure out where he came from, so he didn't dare to slack off at the moment, and hurriedly bowed his head, "Master, the poor way has returned the courtesy!"

After a pause, he glanced up at the monk in front of him, "I don't know why the mage is here?"

The monk smiled slightly, looked at Wang Zhen who was standing on the side, and stretched out his finger, "The poor monk is here for her!"

"What?"

Yu Ling looked at the monk in disbelief, his face full of doubts, "For her?"

"Exactly. ”

He folded his hands together and raised his head again, his expression had changed greatly, and his expression was completely different from Fang Cai's indisputable expression, but seeing his eyes burning, his face was solemn, and he looked at Yu Lingdao, "Dao Chief, the poor monk is a monk in the Yiye Temple in the Western world, and the Dharma name is free." This demon has committed unforgivable sins in my west, and I have been looking for her for several years, and I have only recently found her traces, and I have chased her all the way, and I happened to meet you. Amitabha!"

Xue Buyu was a little familiar when he heard this, walked out from behind Yu Ling, and bowed to the mage: "Monk, let's meet again." ”

"Oh?" casually twisted his eyes, looked silent, and after a while, he suddenly realized, and said in a deep voice: "It turned out to be Xue Daochang, polite." ”

Although the monk said that he was polite, his hands were lowered and he did not move, he just looked at him with indifferent eyes, and it seemed that because of the dirty matter between the two last time, he had a rather bad impression of Xue Buyu.

The other party's indifference, Xue Buyu didn't take it to heart at all, because he didn't take the other party to heart, and when he saw Suixin's expression at this moment, he was actually very happy in his heart.

Both sides have dark faces, and if there is an argument for a while, it is easy to start.

When Xue Buyu thought of this, his heart became indifferent, and he pointed at Wang Zhu, "Monk, what did this girl do to make you come all the way to arrest you?"

The middle-aged monk still looked down on the young Taoist priest who spoke, but for his ability, it was fearful, and when he heard Xue silently asked, the monk looked at the woman and said, "Hidden clan?"

Snorted coldly, "It's just beautifying yourself." ”

Xue Buyu saw that he was quite disdainful between his eyebrows, and for some reason, asked, "What the hell is she?"

The monk paused slightly, and his voice was a little vicissitudes, "Everyone can know that the great god of Pangu and the chaos opened the heavens and the earth, the pure qi rose to dry, and the turbid qi descended and became kun, and in the dark and extremely quiet place 100,000 miles away, there was the residual chaotic qi that lingered for hundreds of thousands of years.

From the sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers of the Pangu god incarnate in the flesh to absorb the spirit of the immortals, unconsciously produced spiritual wisdom, there is the first hermit Qiantian, just like our Nuwa god pinched the earth to create man, the ancestor Qiantian has been chaotic qi as the body, with the fairy spirit as the soul, to create the hermit for life. The Yin clan began to emerge, and it was also a big clan, but their bodies were not flesh and blood like ours, they were like that aura, without substance, born from chaos, and died in chaos, reincarnation endlessly.

After that, they have both spiritual intelligence, but also will produce seven emotions and six desires, those ancient powers in the hidden race in order to compete for the chaotic qi, wanton killing each other, the number of races sharply reduced, many powers also turned into chaotic qi and returned to the chaos.

Later, the demon clan in the world rose, dominated Zhongzhou, killed the Quartet, the hidden clan because of arrogance, refused to surrender, was the demon clan at that time called Hai Langjun to lead ten thousand demon gods, the hidden clan chased and killed to the extreme west of the heaven and earth, where ten thousand years of cold, the day is very short, in order to take revenge, the only remaining hermit has been dormant, day and night, to the moon and flowers, practice magic, looking forward to one day to kill back to Zhongzhou Road.

Today's hermit clan is still alive and well, but it is still a thief, a thief should not be, and he has a big dream of the Spring and Autumn Festival of controlling the world. They are not spiritual, they are not gods, how are they different from ghosts? Therefore, the monk world calls them Western ghosts. ”

The monk finished talking about the Yin clan with an expressionless face, looked at the dumbfounded Taoist leaders, folded his hands, and said: "Everyone, this matter is the secret of my Buddhist sect, but in the past hundred years, the Yin clan is ready to move, and it seems that it intends to disturb the land of Zhongzhou. Today's matter, please make it convenient for you. ”