"Miss, Miss, the official was picked up by the fairy family!" a man dressed as a maid rushed in.

"What?" The woman lifted the red hijab on her head, she was dressed up today, she thought she could marry a good husband, but who would have expected that the son who should have been her husband tonight was at the banquet, and was pointed out by the immortals, and wanted to take the road to ascending to immortals.

The era of mortal immortal cultivation officially opened, and countless mortal spirit mansions were opened, and chickens and dogs ascended to heaven from then on.

And between the cultivator and the mortal, there is a moat. That chasm is enough to separate immortality from marriage.

But the woman doesn't seem to accept her fate. She threw down her hijab, got on her horse, and chased after her.

They can't get far...... At the ends of the earth, I always have to find him and ask him for an explanation.

"After all, I can't stand you......" The man in front of him was dressed in white, with a little red on his forehead, and the eyes he looked at himself were compassionate.

How ridiculous is compassion.

"No...... We have worshiped heaven and earth!" the woman wore a wedding dress like fire, and the thorn hairpin on her head was also scattered because of the long-distance attack, and her long black hair reflected her snow-white face, how sad.

"White Mountain Moon...... You must not leave without a word. ”

"The demon calamity has descended on the world, it is very dangerous here, you can go back. The man sighed softly, as if from time immemorial, with tender compassion.

This mercy is like a heart-wrenching to a woman.

"Good, good!" Three in a row, the woman actually laughed.

"You are not Bai Shanyue. She bowed and smiled beautifully, "It's the slave family who recognized the wrong person and mistook the immortal official for the runaway husband." ”

"You ......" the man showed a hint of hesitation, he didn't know if the woman was good or bad like this.

In a word...... It's good that she doesn't pester.

He will sincerely wish her a long life and a full house of children and grandchildren.

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"Master, master?"

When Ling Xiao opened his eyes again, he saw Mo Yang looking at him with a worried expression.

The woman in the dream...... It's Bai Shanyue's former Taoist companion of the dog thief.

"I'm fine. Ling Xiao glanced at the ink eye with disgust, "Bai Shanyue has long known that I am a magic sword. ”

She got up, moved her fingers, and the coat was automatically put on her without wind.

The ink yang half covers the eyes, the Adam's apple rolls slightly, my God, wet body temptation......

"I think so. There are a lot of spirit arrays engraved on the master's body, all of which are used by Senior Bai to suppress your demonic nature, right?" Ink Yang didn't react as much to immortals and demons as others did.

Ling Xiao originally planned that if this cheap apprentice shouted to kill demons, she would knock him unconscious, and then wash away his memory.

"Hmm. ”

Ink Yang felt that Ling Xiao's reaction was a little too cold, and he caught a glimpse of Ling Xiao's wrist slightly scorched, which must be the punishment of the Sword Washing Pool for the Demon Sword Spirit.

"Master, since you know that you are a magic sword, why do you still come to wash the sword pool. As far as I can guess, you've been born seven times, and you've been injured by magic at least seven times. ”

Ling Xiao unexpectedly didn't answer.

She thought of the little scholar in front of Ink Yang, who seemed to have said something that made her angry.

"Ling Xiao, it was Bai Shanyue who made you fall into the devil. ”

Yes, the little scholar was in front of him and slandered Bai Shanyue.

She can be a magic sword, but Bai Shanyue, as an immortal cultivator, can't have half of a connection with demons.

Ling Xiao smiled stiffly at Mo Yang and said, "As a magic sword, I can't have some quirks?"

In fact, some people suspected that Ling Xiao was a magic sword, because Bai Shanyue had never brought Ling Xiao's sword into the sword washing pool. Ling Xiao still remembered that many immortal cultivators surrounded Miao Miao Peak and questioned Bai Shanyue.

Ling Xiao Sword, as the only sword that gave birth to a sword spirit, and Bai Shanyue was the head of the Seven Masters of Kunlun, the eyes of the entire immortal cultivation world were focused on them.

During the period when the demons came to the world, cultivators and mortals hated things that were stained with magic characters.

Bai Shanyue neither chose to defend nor choose to hand over Ling Xiao.

He just closed the mountain gate and avoided it.

It seemed to be the first time for him, and he retreated.

"Aren't those formations you drummed up before prepared for today?" Ling Xiao saw that the cultivators outside had stayed for three days and didn't leave, and he knew that there was definitely an explanation for this matter.

Bai Shanyue foresaw this day a long time ago, she was sure.

Since she was born, she has often seen Bai Shanyue lock herself in the research room when she is fine, mysteriously not knowing what she is doing.

She'd snuck in. I saw a lot of demonic beasts that were imprisoned in Jin Jian's cage, as well as the formation that was placed on the table and flashed with pure white light.

Bai Shanyue injected all the Zen ideas given to him by the old monk into these formations.

"It's going to hurt. Bai Shanyue seemed a little surprised why she knew those formations, and his good-looking brows furrowed tightly, "Some monsters, because of those formations, died." ”

Ling Xiao felt that she had faintly seen fear in Bai Shanyue's eyes at that time.

This is a look that Bai Shanyue will never show, he is the son of destiny, and any difficulty can be solved in front of him, he always has more methods.

In the end, Miao Miaofeng opened, Ling Xiao entered the sword washing pool, and walked out safely.

Only then did the cultivators who had surrounded Miao Miao Peak for three days disperse.

Bai Shanyue ignored her for three days, didn't quarrel, and didn't give her the spirit sword fruit she liked.

"Master, I can't see it-you still have a tendency to shake m......" Mo Yang raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing it, but he didn't ask. He guessed that Ling Xiao didn't want to cause trouble for Kunlun.

Although the immortal cultivation world is peaceful now, the demon stream that riots every five hundred years is always a knife across the neck of the immortal cultivation world and the mortal world.

"Also, master—I think you've been in a daze a lot lately, aren't you thinking about the past?" Mo Yang smiled, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes. Ling Xiao seemed to have fainted in pain just now, she was in a dream, unwilling for a while, resentful, as if there were two souls hidden in her body, trying to tear open her body and drill out of it.

It's terrifying.

“？”

"Master, I've heard that only the elderly like to think about the past. ”

Ink Yang knew that after saying this, Ling Xiao might want to hack himself to death, so he quickly jumped out of the sword washing pool and ran all the way until he bumped into the immortal, and then stopped.

"The ink yang wash sword pool is running and jumping, deducting 1,000 sect contribution points. Li Guichen stopped Mo Yang and recorded on the work log with an expressionless face.

Then Ling Xiao bumped over, and the height of the immortal was 1.9 meters, and he was knocked back slightly by Ling Xiao of 1.7 meters.

"Ling Xiao attacked the admonishing elders and deducted 10,000 sect contribution points. ”

"Turtle Dust, you-"

"Who is Turtle Turtle Chen?" Li Guichen frowned, finding that things were not simple, and seeing Ling Xiao's empty expression, he connected the context again.

Ling Xiao gave the same sect a nickname and deducted 100 sect contribution points. ”

......

Ink Yang looked at the blue and red on his master's face, hiding behind the immortal and covering his mouth and snickering.

That's right...... The expression before was like an abandoned woman, tsk...... The magic sword can also have menopause.