The moonlight was hazy and misty.

Zhong Mingshan, in a dimly lit guest room, Han Lin'er sat by the lamp, carefully examining his right hand like mutton fat and jade through the beating light, and three red bells were lying quietly in his hands. The eyes are hot, pressing, with a bit of unruliness, and there is still a little bit of weakness in the daytime. The corners of his mouth are hooked, and there is a faint smile on his face, which shows that he is in a good mood.

Not far away, there was a person standing bowed, and when he looked closely, this person was none other than Wang Yulian. Wang Yulian peeked at Han Lin'er, both curious and puzzled, wondering how a witch of such an identity could be interested in three unattractive red bells.

Han Lin'er raised her eyes to look at Wang Yulian and said with a smile: "You did a good job today!"

"It's all according to the master's orders! It's all the master's good planning!" Wang Yushan lowered his head, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Then keep an eye on the wind and willows!" Han Lin'er continued to look at the bell in his hand.

"Yes!" Wang Yushan hurriedly agreed.

"Okay, you go down!" Han Lin'er waved her hand.

Wang Yulin agreed, bowed and retired, and when he came out, he took a long breath. Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, I felt desolate. Thinking back to three months ago, he was still the head of Cailin Academy, and he said the same thing in Cailin Academy, and he was the only one. Unexpectedly, he was suddenly approached by a woman and an old beggar, and the old beggar subdued him with only one trick in order to get it. The woman was none other than the one in the house, Han Lin'er, whose real name was Lin Xue.

Lin Xue first asked him a few questions, all of which were related to the vision of Guiling City that day, and asked him what treasure he got that day. He answered truthfully, but was scolded by the old beggar. After that, the old beggar forced him to hand over a wisp of spirit, and he became Lin Xue's "fairy pet"!

Ordinary immortal cultivators feel rare and absurd to become immortal pets, and the monks of the Jindan period are the head of a courtyard, and it is even more unheard of to become immortal pets, but now he has encountered them, which is tantamount to a great shame for him! He didn't agree anyway, but the woman fed him a poison that tortured him to death, and he couldn't bear it. In the end, I had to give in.

Wang Yushan lowered his head, sighed lightly, and slowly walked into the darkness.

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Yangshou Mountain Forbidden Land.

Feng Changning had a calm face and walked out step by step, his face was gloomy, and his eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire.

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Qianfeng Mountain, another guest mountain of Xianma Mountain, is specially used to entertain guests of distinguished status.

In the middle of the mountain, a figure quickly passed through a nine-curved covered bridge, and the flowing water under the bridge was noisy, which was very cheerful. After crossing the bridge, the figure turned, jumped lightly to the small building on the right, landed in front of the door, and knocked on the door gently. There was a soft hum from the room, and he carefully pushed open the door, walked through the gloomy main hall, and entered the side room.

In the wing, the light is bright but not dazzling, soft and peaceful, and there is a woman sitting cross-legged in the middle, dignified and elegant, beautiful and generous, it is Baiyan Purple.

The person who came into the light, and his face was completely clear, it was Hua Yao. Hua Yao saluted in a proper manner and called softly, "Sister!"

Bai Yanzi slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were like a deep pool, and her tone was unwavering: "Why was he arrested by Feng Weiming, is there any major problem with his body." ”

Hua Yao prepared to elaborate

From the beginning to the end of the matter, when talking about Feng Qifeng's condition, Bai Yanzi's expression changed slightly, raised her eyebrows lightly, and let Hua Yao talk about Feng Qifeng's symptoms in more detail.

After listening, Bai Yanzi didn't say a word, and after a long time, she took out a jade bottle and said, "Give him this bottle of elixir, be careful and thoughtful about him, and if something like this happens, you must notify me as soon as possible." ”

"Yes!" Hua Yao bent down to take the jade bottle, but didn't say to retreat, just stood still.

Bai Yanzi snorted coldly in her heart, and said, "I have already arranged your affairs, you just need to do things with confidence." As long as this thing is done, I will let the flower peony die without a place to be buried. ”

"Thank you, sister!" Hua Yao hurriedly bowed, "Sister is tired!"

"If there's nothing to do, just step down. Bai Yanzi slowly closed her eyes. Hua Yao hurriedly and cautiously exited the room, turned around again and disappeared into the darkness.

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By the Qingyu River.

Feng Wuchen took a nap in his broken nest, and then he lost a trace of sleep, and he couldn't sleep anymore, lying down was a kind of torment. He simply got up and got out of bed, hesitated slightly, walked out of the broken shed, and came to Ouyang Gao's room. I knocked on the door, but there was no response, and I guess I was asleep. Feng Wuchen himself used a thin wooden stick to open the door and walked to Ouyang Gao's side, Ouyang Gao slept very deeply, and from time to time moved his mouth to say a dream word, Feng Wuchen grabbed his shoulder and shook him hard.

Ouyang Gao reluctantly opened his eyes, glanced at the person who came, and saw that it was wind and dust, and said in a daze: "What ......" Before the words were finished, he closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

Feng Wuchen was a little unbearable, hesitated slightly, took a sip of water and sprayed it on Ouyang Gao's face: "It's raining...... Flood ......" Ouyang Gao opened his eyes in panic. After a while, Ouyang Gao finally came to his senses completely, glanced at Feng Wuchen, yawned and said, "What's the matter? I won't even let me sleep!"

"Do you have any way to save the three Wushan Eagles, Ling'er said that they were all seriously injured, and the situation was very bad!" Feng Wuchen said anxiously and worriedly.

Ouyang Gao shook his head, refreshed himself, and said, "I thought about it a lot later, and I was about to discuss with you today, but I was arrested by that fat man!

"Bet?" Feng Wuchen frowned, "How to bet, who to bet with?"

"Just follow the wind and gamble!" Ouyang Gao stared out the door, "I heard that although Feng Sheng is not very good, he has always been calculating when he speaks, and he is extremely conceited! As long as you can use words to frame him in the ring, let him bet with you with the three beasts of the Ooshan Eagle, and win him, you can rescue the three beasts of the Ooshan Eagle!"

Feng Wuchen pondered for a moment, and then said, "Isn't there anything else to do?"

Ouyang Gao shook his head, Feng Wuchen took a deep breath, his eyes slowly became sharp, and he clenched his fists and said, "Okay!

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The next morning, it began to rain, and it was dripping, neither big nor small. There are all kinds of oil-paper umbrellas wandering around Xianma Mountain, and from a distance, the colorful lotus leaves are very beautiful.

Feng Wuchen squatted on the edge of the Qingyu River, rinsed his mouth, washed his face, and was about to wipe it with his sleeves at will. Behind, Hua Yao ran quickly, padding her feet, holding a Jinpa, and was about to wipe it for him. Feng Wuchen subconsciously dodged away, and Hua Yao looked sad

, hid halfway and stopped, Hua Yao's face eased and hurriedly wiped it for him.

"I'll do this little thing myself!" Feng Wuchen reached out to take Jinpa. Hua Yao refused to relax, and said with a smile: "Brother Wuchen, just because it is a trivial matter, it is even more important for my sister and me to do it! Brother is the one who wants to do big things!"

Feng Wuchen wanted to be modest for a few words, and suddenly felt two soft balls on his body, his face turned red, and he hurriedly took two steps back, and said unnaturally: "Wipe ...... I'm going to the mountains for a competition!"

A little bit of loss flashed on Hua Yao's face, and he piled up a smile, and said tenderly: "Brother Wuchen, you will be laughed at if you go like this, let my sister help you comb your hair before leaving!"

Feng Wuchen looked at the Qingyu River, and the hair of the person in the water was really messy, and it was indeed a little indecent. Hua Yao stepped forward with a horn comb, Feng Wuchen no longer shirked, and was about to sit on the wet boulder, but was stopped by Hua Yao, Hua Yao took out a wicker futon from the storage bag and placed it on the boulder uprightly: "Brother Wuchen, you sit here, sister comb your hair well!"

Feng Wuchen hesitated slightly, and then did so. Hua Yao combed his hair seriously. Feng Wuchen had just cleaned up here, said goodbye to Hua Yao, and was about to go up the mountain, when Hou Tao and several people also walked out. Feng Wuchen hurriedly turned his head and walked quickly, but was stopped by Hou Tao and a few people. He was afraid that there would be any more chaos today, and he didn't plan to take Hou Tao and a few people up the mountain together, so he said that a few of them would continue to rest, and they would have to follow them. The wind is dustless and entangled, so they have to follow.

Several people also came to War Horse Mountain with oil umbrellas, although there were fewer rings on the mountain, but the entire mountain peak was still crowded. It took a lot of effort for Feng Wuchen to squeeze into the ring.

Today, the opponent of the wind and dust is called Feng Qiyu, born white and pure, born in the earth word branch, but not a descendant, fire attribute spiritual vein, the cultivation of the third layer of the foundation building period, there is only a second-order low-grade magic weapon, the fire wheel umbrella.

When the hour came, the two men in the ring reported their names. With the sound of a gong, the two began to fight. After some temptation, Feng Wuchen steadily prevailed. In less than ten moves, Feng Qiyu was forced to almost fall out of the ring by himself. The wind and rain tried their best to show the "wheel of fire". The red umbrella turned rapidly, the fire was raging, and a fire umbrella was like a fire in the sky, and the rain on the ring was still more than ten feet high from the ground, and it all turned into nothing.

Feng Wuchen stood three feet away, and he had the heart to try his skills, and he was not in a hurry to interrupt the other party. Feng Qiyu felt that the other party was despising him, so he couldn't help but be furious, and rubbed the handle of the umbrella with both hands, and the fire on the umbrella was agitated, turning into hundreds of round fire wheels, and flying towards Feng Wuchen like a swarm. Feng Wuchen was fearless, holding two jade rulers, slapping left and right, killing all directions.

In a short time, all the steamers were blown into ashes by the wind and dust. Feng Qiyu was frightened, hurriedly turned the umbrella in his hand, and stepped forward to meet it. The umbrella turned like a knife and slashed straight at Feng Wuchen's chest. Feng Wuchen made three turns of the ice wheel, the left ruler turned on the umbrella surface, picked up the umbrella, and the right ruler took advantage of the momentum to stand up to the neck of Feng Qiyu, and Feng Qiyu had to admit defeat.

Feng Wuchen easily won a city, Hou Tao was addicted, and Han Lin'er was even more happy like a magpie, chattering non-stop.

On the outermost side, the wind is smiling but not smiling, and her expression is playful.

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