The waning moon is like a hook, hanging obliquely on the treetops, far away from the Baimang Mountain, and in front of the mountain temple that is almost in ruins, the bonfire is swaying with the wind, the burnt yellow hare is pierced by wooden sticks, the grease drips down and "hisses", and the few people sitting around are also silent, and this wilderness is even more lonely. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mei Jiangxue squatted by the bonfire, her bewitching body was even weaker, her hair bun was slightly messy and her beautiful cheeks lingered, staring intently, but she didn't know what she was thinking, only the eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her face was becoming more and more ugly.

Nie Xiaoqian is still wearing a plain Luo skirt, the timidity lingering in her beautiful eyes from time to time, holding Ning Caichen's sleeve tightly, she seems to have found a support, the shawl long hair poured down, fluttering in the breeze from time to time, the Chu Chu moving body, and the slightly bookish air, and in this wilderness, I feel even more pity.

Ning Caichen squatted silently on the stones, caressing Xiaoqian's soft from time to time, and did not dare to gasp loudly for the solemn atmosphere in front of the mountain temple at this moment, lest he anger the "hypocrite" Bao Wenzheng and the six-tailed fox demon Mei Jiangxue.

"Aren't you sisters with Chun Thirty Niang?" Bao Wen looked unwilling, and said excitedly: "I, Bao Wenzheng, am a dignified man, although I know that I am not defeated by the tree demon, but I can't see death without help!"

"Does she need you to save her!" Mei Jiangxue asked coldly: "I told you a long time ago, she is Chun Thirty Niang!"

"It's really beyond your power to do what you do!"

As deep as love goes, so does hate!

Mei Jiangxue's anger that had been silent for a long time finally broke out with Bao Wenzheng's strong words, the cold on her cheeks was abnormal, and there was also anger and indisputable hatred in her eyes, as well as that somewhat sad look.

"Yes, I can't help myself!" Bao Wenzheng was originally trying to induce Mei Jiangxue to vent the depression in his heart, so he still looked stubborn and said vigorously: "But, if you don't draw your sword to help, you know that you can save your life from Lanruo Temple, and you know that the old demon and the tree demon of Montenegro will not use poisonous hands?"

"Are you blind?" Mei Jiangxue laughed angrily, her eyes became more and more indifferent and distant, and she sneered and said, "If the Dryad has a killing intent, will it ever temporarily disperse the 'Thousand Tongues Hell'?"

"Think with your reader's brain!"

The tone and anger are also more and more sharp, and the silence of the night sky is more clear and resentful.

Bao Wenzheng knew that the first round was over, and Mei Jiangxue's suspicions about Lanruo Temple were all vented, so he shook his head and smiled bitterly, glanced at Mei Jiangxue, and said lightly: "Are we leaving?"

"Have you forgotten the words of the old demon of Montenegro?"

In the temple with Nalan Ruo, the old demon of Montenegro showed his pride in looking at the world with red hair, and for the first time put his disdainful gaze on Mei Jiangxue's body, his indifferent eyes showed a look of admiration, and said: "Until now, you can still pretend that nothing happened, and the depth of the city is really worthy of the name of the splendid heart!"

Mei Jiangxue was suddenly at a loss for words, and she was also a little sober in the cold moonlight, knowing that she was blinded by jealousy, but she was defeated in this verbal sword.

Nie Xiaoqian pinched Ning Caichen lightly, and gave a look at the city gate that was on fire, but the palpitating eyes and Ning Caichen's eyes were extremely pitiful, so she got up and confessed, and took Nie Xiaoqian into the night on the grounds of cleaning her hands.

With the "rustling" sound of the leaves passing through the woods, Nie Xiaoqian stepped forward and said in a very low whisper: "These two are ruthless people, and they will leave alone tomorrow morning, don't hear ...... that shouldn't be heard."

Nie Xiaoqian has served the thousand-year-old tree demon in Lanruo Temple for many years, how could she not know the temperament of the demons, they are all ruthless and vicious, and they take people's lives at every turn;

With Nie Xiaoqian's cultivation of lonely souls and wild ghosts, he is afraid that he will be scattered if he waves his hand to chat, even if he is his own family, how can he protect the life of his lover Ning Caichen.

While Jiang Xue Niangniang and Bao Wenzheng have not yet had murderous intentions, avoiding it far away is the only way to survive!

Ning Caichen opened his mouth to speak, but Nie Xiaoqian blocked his words with cherry lips, but he was afraid that the lover's breath was too heavy, which made Jiangxue Niangniang and Bao Wenzheng suspicious, and only in this way could they cover up the past.

The cold moonlight spread all over the hills, the cool breeze came slowly, and before the bonfire of the mountain temple, Bao Wenzheng and Mei Jiangxue fell into silence again, no one took the lead in speaking, and let the hare and bonfire through the wooden stick become scorched black, and no one went to turn it.

Bao Wenzheng was still staring at the bonfire sluggishly, knowing that it would be Mei Jiangxue's questioning later, asking why he lost Yuanyang's body, and the longer this silence lasted, the sharper and more harsh the words that were about to come out.

However, the extremes of things must be reversed!

The same is true for the feelings between men and women, as long as Mei Jiangxue still has lingering feelings in her heart, as long as she finds a perfect reason and excuse, she can turn the current situation around, which can make Mei Jiangxue feel a little pity.

As deep as hatred goes, love goes as deep as it gets!

Mei Jiangxue smiled, and actually walked to Bao Wenzheng's side, the green jade hand took Bao Wenzheng's clothes, and said with a slight smile: "Listen, what are these two crazy men and women doing?"

Bao Wenzheng stared at Mei Jiangxue with a sideways face, a little tenderness rose in his eyes, listening to the sound of rubbing against his clothes in the wind, as if he was out of breath, and said softly while smiling: "What other people's families do, it's someone else's business......"

Although it was an understatement, Bao Wenzheng's heart was secretly vigilant, knowing that this was not the calm before the storm, Mei Jiangxue was deliberately slackening her own sanity, and after she really told the story of Baimang Mountain, it was a sudden downpour!

"You and Baimang Mountain must have been wronged......," Mei Jiangxue snuggled her body on Bao Wenzheng's shoulder, and said in a regretful and sobbing tone, and the two lines of tears flowed down her white cheeks.

Hearing this, Bao Wenzheng felt a deep headache, this Mei Jiangxue deserves the name of splendid heart, it is really worthy of the name, hearing the string sound and knowing the elegant meaning, this is to Bao Wenzheng will be Baimang Mountain and the foreshadowing words.

There is more than a month in Baimang Mountain, if the real thing is told in detail, I am afraid that it will take half an hour, how can such a meticulous story be told, and how can I deceive the six-tailed fox demon Mei Jiangxue......

"Alas!"

Bao Wenzheng sighed heavily, and once again deduced the story that he had prepared in his mind, and carefully told it before the bonfire.

The story is a lie, which cannot stand scrutiny, and although Ning Caichen was imprisoned in Baimang Mountain and Broken Dragon Taizhong, he was also one of the parties, so Bao Wenzheng was a little remorseful, and he should have left it in one place at will earlier, and he should not have met Mei Jiangxue.

There are three doubts in this story, one of which is what Mei Jiangxue is most concerned about, why did she lose Yuanyang's body, and which banshee was she with?

The second is why Yan Chixia, who once had a helping hand with Chun Thirty Niang, was buried in Baimang Mountain.

The third is why Bao Wenzheng left Baimang Mountain unscathed, and his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has already caught up with Yan Chixia in Lanruo Temple that day!

These are three unavoidable suspicions, and they are also facts that cannot be covered up with stories, and sure enough, Mei Jiangxue got up with a smile and walked to the other side of the bonfire, and there was sarcasm in her eyes full of wisdom.

"Yan Chixia will die a thousand more times, and it has nothing to do with me!" Mei Jiangxue sneered and said: "You will be in Lanruo Temple, desperately saving Spring Thirty Niang......"

"You will cultivate in the Baimang Mountain......

"You're going to lose Yuanyang's body......"

"There's only one reason!"

Mei Jiangxue's indifferent eyes showed a piercing hatred, and the silver teeth also gurgled, as the demonic aura as thick as ink rose, the three-foot green silk also swayed, and the delicate body and beautiful cheeks also emerged with the monstrous majesty of the thousand-year-old fox demon.

"I begged Chun Thirty Niang to go down the mountain in order to save you from Lu Sanniang's hands, so that I could raise my eyebrows with you and stay together!"

"I went to Lanruo Temple, it was a condition of exchange with Chun Thirty Niang!"

"I, Mei Jiangxue, have cultivated for thousands of years in vain, and I am waiting for your parents without undressing!"

"Bao Wenzheng, are you worthy of me!"

Mei Jiangxue's monstrous demonic aura dissipated in an instant, and in the midst of her delicate body and trembling, two lines of clear tears flowed down her cheeks, and she couldn't cry in the cold moonlight.

"I will risk my life for you......"

"But you have a personal affair with Chun Thirty Niang......"

"Bao Wenzheng, has your conscience been eaten by dogs?"

Bao Wenzheng stared at Mei Jiangxue's almost desperate figure, as well as the tears on his cheeks, recalling the scenes with the short Matsuoka study so far, and the indifferent heart finally had a ripple......