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Chapter 872: Tearless Fairy

Among this group of Cangyun disciples, the one who has really dealt with Wanyan without tears is actually Du Chun alone.

Thirty years ago, Du Chun's cultivation was small, and he went down the mountain to practice, and that time if it wasn't for Wanyan Wutear's help in secret, I am afraid that she would have died in the hands of Brahma, a disciple of the Ghost Xuanzong.

When Du Chun heard Ye Xiaochuan suddenly ask about Yan Wuyan, her expression changed, and she said, "What's the matter? The Tearless Fairy is also here? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Ye Xiaochuan said innocently: "I want to say it too, but you didn't give me a chance to speak at all, I got the information, and the Tearless Fairy is among this group of Hehuan Sect disciples." ”

Du Chun's face gradually sank, rescuing a few Heavenly Master Dao friends from Yu Linglong, Mo Xiaoti and other young disciples of the Hehuan Sect was naturally not a big problem for these Cangyun elite disciples, but if Wan Yan was also here without tears, it would be a big problem.

She looked at Ye Xiaochuan and said, "Where did you get this news from?"

Of course, it can't be said to be the message from Tianwen, if you want to say it, you will definitely not be able to eat it and pack it away.

He said in a hesitant way that a mysterious person revealed the news to him just now when he was keeping vigil on the outer tree trunks, and he said that he didn't know who the leaker was.

Since Ye Xiaochuan was reluctant to say it, Du Chun didn't continue to ask, as smart as her, of course she knew that the person who delivered the news was definitely not a righteous disciple, otherwise she wouldn't have hidden it.

It's not good, it's evil.

Or don't dwell on the source of the message.

She said: "Thirty years ago, I did have a relationship with the Hehuan faction's Wanyan without tears, her Taoism was extremely high, it was already the realm of spiritual silence at that time, and now thirty years have passed, whether she has broken through to the realm of heaven and man, I can't say well, wait a while after the mountain comes back and ask about the situation over there, we are discussing how to act." ”

Originally, he planned to rescue several righteous fellow disciples of the Heavenly Master Dao in the past, but now that he learned that there were no tears in the team of the Hehuan faction, Du Chun immediately asked everyone not to act rashly, and after grasping the news of the other party, he formulated a complete rescue plan, otherwise he would not be able to save people, and he might even lose his own people, which would outweigh the losses.

One hundred and ten miles away, southeast.

These disciples of the Hehuan Sect were not as particular as Cangyunmen in the wilderness, and they didn't even have a tent, so they lit five or six bonfires, and except for a few disciples who were sentry on the periphery, the other seven or eight young disciples sat around a few bonfires.

There are not many disciples of the Heavenly Master Dao who were caught by the Hehuan Sect, only three of them, in fact, this time the Heavenly Master Dao entered the Black Forest There were a total of five people, all of whom were joining in the fun, two of them died in the confrontation with the Hehuan Sect, and the remaining three people were almost all injured.

Qin Fanzhen was still dressed in the same costume, with a black clothes and hat, and a black veil hanging down, she didn't see any serious injuries, but the eight veins of the Qi Sutra in her body were all sealed by people with clever techniques, and she had almost no strength and couldn't move.

There is another person beside Qin Fanzhen, a young and handsome woman, her face looks only about twenty-three or four years old, her fair skin seems to be broken, her small and delicate nose, her red lips, and her standard melon seed face, without powder, but there is a faint fragrance wafting out of her body.

This should be a peerless fairy who captivates the country and the city, with a figure, face, long legs, and skin color, all of which are the best choice.

But who would have thought that it was such a rare beauty, but her hair was white, like the cleanest snowflakes in the Tianshan Mountains, and the white was a little shiny.

Her silver hair was long, a foot longer than the average fairy's hair, and it should be straight enough to pull her ass from her back.

In the vicinity of the back of the neck, with a very simple and common red head rope casually pierced, on both sides of the sideburns, there are two strands of snow-white silver hair hanging down from the cheeks, blown by the wind, silver sideburns on her cheeks rubbing back and forth, like a white elf.

So, the white-haired woman casually swept a few strands of white hair behind her ears.

Continue to turn a piece of stick in your hand, roasting a pheasant that is not very fat on it.

Her hair was snow-white, her clothes were white, and her skin was also white, as if there was no other color to be found on her body.

And she is the complete face of the Hehuan faction without tears.

There are a total of five bonfires, and next to this bonfire are two women, Wan Yan Wuxian and Qin Fanzhen, who are sitting in black and white across a small bonfire, which makes people feel that these two people are like two extremes.

The aroma of barbecue gradually permeated the small camp, and when he saw that the roast was almost done, he gently tore off a chicken leg without tears, gently peeled off the burnt skin on the outside, and after taking a bite, he felt that the taste was not ideal, so he threw the chicken leg into the bonfire.

Going to throw the remaining half of the roasted and somewhat blackened pheasants into the fire, he saw Qin Fanzhen on the opposite side, so he flicked his fingers a few times in the air, only to see a few small sharp waves of qi passing through the flames quickly, bringing out a few whirlpools of flames, and then hitting Qin Fanzhen's shoulders and arms with great accuracy.

Qin Fanzhen on the opposite side snorted twice, and suddenly reached out and gently rubbed her shoulders, she didn't know why this white-haired woman would untie the ban on her arms, and was about to ask, when she saw that the roasted black pheasant was thrown over.

Wanyan's tearless voice was deep, with a slight hoarseness feeling, and it seemed like a magnetic voice that could intoxicate people.

She said slowly, "I know you're hungry, eat." ”

Qin Fanzhen didn't speak, but he didn't eat the roast chicken with his fingers either.

Wan Yan said without tears: "You are a disciple of Chunyangzi, your life is very expensive, I won't let you die, if you want to die of hunger strike, with your cultivation, you will have to go on a hunger strike for at least three or five months, right?"

Qin Fanzhen slowly opened his mouth and said, "Who are you?" Your Taoism is so high, I have almost no resistance in your hands, you are definitely not a nameless, and I also ask the girl to give me a name, so that I can know whose hands it is planted in." ”

The corners of Wanyan Wuyan's mouth hooked, revealing a faint smile, and said: "My surname is Wanyan, my name is Wuyan, I rarely walk around in the world, the last temple war, I was in retreat, I haven't walked around in the world for decades, it's not strange that you don't know me." ”

"No tears?"

Qin Fanzhen's eyes showed a look of contemplation, and after a while, her body moved, and said, "Tearless fairy?

Wan Yan Wuxian seemed to be stunned for a moment, and said, "Miss Qin, I didn't expect you to know quite a lot, among disciples of your age, there are not many people who have heard my name." ”

Qin Fanzhen said: "I didn't know about it originally, but I accidentally learned a while ago that a disciple surnamed Yuan in Cangyun Sect died because of you thirty years ago. ”