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Chapter 164: The Fairy and the Devil

Cangyunmen, located in the southwest of the Shenzhou Continent, is located in the middle of Jiannan Dao, in the prosperous Middle Earth, belongs to the southwest direction, thousands of miles to the south, is the notorious 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang.

The four major factions of the righteous path, Xuantian Sect and Ethereal Pavilion are on the western border of Middle-earth, guarding the western gate of Middle-earth, and for hundreds of years, they have blocked the Demon Sect in the wild land of the extreme west.

Cangyunmen guards the southern gateway of Middle-earth to prevent the ferocious demon beasts of the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang from poisoning Middle-earth.

As for the Kaye Temple, it is located in the inner abdomen of the prosperous Middle Earth, Mount Meru, and controls the overall situation.

In addition, there are countless small and medium-sized sects of the righteous path, like a huge spider web, enveloping the entire prosperous Middle Earth, protecting all living beings here from foreign invasion.

The vast wilderness, the ancient road is long, the weather is close to April, it is refreshing and pleasant, the flowers and plants on both sides of the ancient road, after the snow melts, scramble to drill out of the soil, enjoy the sunshine and rain of this nature.

The rolling mountains, behind Ye Xiaochuan and Baili Kite, gradually became a little blurred, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the wind is light, and the flowers and plants all over the mountains are fragrant, which makes people intoxicated.

Baili Kite is intoxicated, Ye Xiaochuan has no artistic cells, he looks left and right, and feels that the world outside this mountain is nothing more than this, and the splendid world he imagined, prosperous and red dust, is poor old nose.

Unconsciously, the two of them came to the vicinity where the Demon Sect master Soul Devouring Old Demon killed the blood slave fifteen years ago, Ye Xiaochuan's legs were already a little sore, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, and when he saw a dense forest next to the ancient road, he couldn't walk anymore.

He sat down under the shade of the tree, took out the wine gourd from the Qiankun bag, and took a sip.

He was raised by a drunken Taoist, and he drank more alcohol than milk since he was a child, but he was not very old, and he was not as addicted to alcohol as the drunken Taoist of Master. This time I went down the mountain, and I put some in the Qiankun bag.

was tasting the wine, and the wine gourd was snatched away by the kite of the hundred-mile.

Baili Kite was like a fierce old slave, and said viciously to Ye Xiaochuan: "How old are you, just drink? Do you want to become like your master?"

Ye Xiaochuan rolled his eyes and said, "If you want to take care of it, return the wine gourd to me." ”

Baili Kite said: "This time down the mountain, your master asked me to take good care of you, entrusted by people, loyal to people, I must not watch you go further and further on the evil road, and the wine gourd is confiscated!"

After speaking, she also found a shade overgrown with flowers and plants to sit down, opened the cork on the wine gourd, raised her head and drank a few sips, stuck out her tongue and said, "Good wine!"

This sixty-year-old champion red is a wine koji that has not been blended, and the wine is extremely strong, Ye Xiaochuan, a little drunkard, did not dare to pour it into his stomach so much, and sure enough, after a few sips of wine, Baili Kite's cheeks immediately flushed with red clouds, similar to a monkey's buttocks.

Baili kite is not a native of the Central Plains, her bloodline has nothing to do with the Han nationality in the Central Plains, I heard that it is the descendant of a group of pearl divers in the East China Sea, with long legs, thin waist, and wheat-colored skin, which is the body of the pearl divers inherited from generation to generation, but she has never done the work of pearl divers since she was a child, and she has not dug giant mussels at the bottom of the sea all the year round.

Healthy wheat-colored skin, after a few sips of strong wine, immediately became a little delicate, she didn't find this herself, but she was quite fond of the wine gourd snatched from Ye Xiaochuan's hand, feeling that only such a strong wine was worthy of herself, so she poured a few more sips.

Ye Xiaochuan peeked at the Baili Kite whose face was getting redder and redder from time to time from the corner of his eye, she was really a rare beauty, no wonder she could be named a water fairy by the world, it seems that it was not all because of the fame of her master, the Flowing Wave Fairy.

It's just that this character is a little worse.

He has seen three of the six fairies, and the Luoxia Fairy Shangguan Yu has an outstanding temperament, gentle and elegant, and a smile makes people feel like a spring breeze.

Ling Bing Fairy is a beggar cloud, indifferent, ruthless, arrogant as the most beautiful ice lotus on the snow mountain, holy and dusty, can be viewed from a distance, not blasphemous.

The water kite fairy in front of her is also a first-class beautiful fairy in the world, and she is definitely a demon who fascinates everyone with all kinds of amorous feelings, but after getting along with Baili Kite for a long time, Ye Xiaochuan feels more and more that her shamelessness is simply not worth mentioning in front of her.

At the very least, she still pays attention to a letter word, but this Baili kite doesn't know what faith is at all, as if it is her motto to be untrustworthy, and skillful robbery is her life mentor.

Ye Xiaochuan also didn't know how she survived in the past few years since she left Liubo Mountain to train in Middle Earth, according to her character, she had already been beaten to death in the world.

The day of March is the most wonderful time of the year, neither hot nor cold, wet clothes, apricot blossom rain, blowing face not cold willow wind, is to describe the beauty of this early spring season.

After resting in the shade of the tree for a while, Ye Xiaochuan planned to continue his journey, he had not reached the realm of flying in the sky before, and had been staying in the mountains all the time, and this was the first time he had gone down the mountain.

He has heard many senior brothers and sisters say that there is a big city in the north of Cangyun Mountain, called West Wind City, the name is very strange, but it chokes the main road between the north and south of the world, intercepts the east and west rivers, and there are many business trips in the past, which has been prosperous for thousands of years.

He took out the Kyushu map and looked for it for a while, compared the references of the surrounding mountains and rivers, it was not far from the West Wind City, there were still fifty miles at most, and seeing that it was almost dusk, he patted his ass and planned to call the hundred miles kite to hurry.

As a result, he was dumbfounded, and Baili Kite was holding a wine gourd with a red face, like a green prawn, lying on the grass and sleeping in the flower bed, it seemed that he was drunk.

Ye Xiaochuan was angry and funny, he didn't wake up after a few calls, he could only kick the calf of the Baili kite, looked at the sky, it was already dark, it seemed that this Baili kite would not be able to sober up for a while, and it was estimated that he would set up camp in this wilderness tonight.

Ye Xiaochuan never thought that he was a righteous gentleman, nor did he think that he was a despicable villain, for so many years, he did not commit major crimes in Cangyunmen, and he continued to commit small crimes, and there were many bad problems that people in the righteous path despised all over his body, but preaching morality and not taking advantage of the danger of others was one of his few advantages.

The scenery of this wilderness is very beautiful in the sunset, and Ye Xiaochuan suddenly gradually felt that this wilderness seemed to calm his mind, as if he had been here many years ago.

It was fifteen years ago, the blood slave and a group of thirty-two ghost path masters, led him from the Western Regions Wild Holy Land, all the way to tens of thousands of miles, on the way by the Demon Sect was heavily intercepted and killed, when the blood slave was left alone, it was here that the Demon Sect master Soul Devouring Old Demon caught up, and died in this place.

It was also here that the blood slave threw him into the Cangyun Gate.