"You still can't get rid of this hot temper, you have to listen to me. Mobile phone access m. She is indeed not your daughter, but she is not my daughter either!" Regarding the move of the real person of the witch hairpin, the calm and beautiful young woman seemed to have not seen it, and I saw her raising her eyes full of affection to look at the real person of the witch hairpin, and said in a slow voice.

"You mean, she's not our daughter?" Hearing the beautiful young woman's words, the witch hairpin's face softened a lot, and he asked suspiciously.

"That's right! she's not Ni'er. The beautiful young woman's face showed a hint of disappointment, and she said regretfully.

"She's not Ni'er, so who is she? But she's really the meticulous work that your three sects sent to Jiayin Mountain. When the witch hairpin heard this, his face showed surprise and he spoke.

"She is indeed my Biyougu disciple, named Yan Dan, and she is the beloved disciple of one of my senior sisters. The beautiful young woman habitually stroked her hair, but this time when the jade hand was put down, she inadvertently touched the gorgeous pomegranate flower, and a blood-red petal fell off from it and fell down.

"Since she is not Ni'er, then where is Ni'er?" Wu Hairpin Zhenren looked at the beautiful young woman's dejected face, but at this moment, she did not have the urge to step forward to take pity on her, but said with a worried face.

"You know now that you're worried about Ni'er's safety!" the beautiful young woman said coldly, her tone full of grievances.

"Now is not the time to be angry, if you know Ni'er's whereabouts, tell me quickly. The bruises on the neck of the hairpin real person burst out, and his face was full of nervousness, so he only heard him speak quite quickly.

"If I knew Ni'er's whereabouts, would I come to beg you?" the beautiful young woman raised her eyebrows and asked rhetorically.

"I'm really confused, my two apprentices who participated in the Jiayin Mountain operation must know some clues. Wu Hairpin really slapped his head, and a sudden look flashed on his face, and he said.

"You'd better be careful, she's your own daughter!" said the beautiful young woman as she walked up to Yan Dan, grabbed the girl, and then continued, "I took her away." ”

"Xiao Tiantian, don't be in a hurry to go, we haven't been intimate for several years, but it really suffocates me!" The beautiful young woman was about to move, but was taken into her arms by the real witch hairpin with a lustful face.

"You dead ghost!" the beautiful young woman stretched out her onion and jade fingers, and lightly pointed at the eyebrows of the witch hairpin, and after saying this, her body had already become weak and boneless, and she was paralyzed in the arms of the witch hairpin.

......

And Xiang Qi and Ke Wenwan, who restrained their breath and hid in the shadows, left quietly long before the witch hairpin real person and the beautiful young woman crossed the river.

After the appearance of the real person of the witch hairpin, and the actions of scolding the little monk and the embarrassed girl were seen by Xiang Qi, he was sure that this person's cultivation was very good, at least for the cultivation of Jiedan, but this was just his speculation, where did he dare to release his divine thoughts to detect one or two.

Immediately afterwards, the appearance of the Biyou Fairy, the head of Biyou Valley, really shocked Xiang Qi for a long time. As for the content of the conversation between the two, Xiang Qi is unknown.

It's just that these two behave intimately, like a couple they haven't seen for many years.

In addition, Yan Dan's daughter will be taken away by the Biyou Fairy seven or eight times out of ten, so he doesn't have to worry about the next safety of this woman.

As for how Xiang Qi and the others will find a route to sneak into Fengmin Capital safely, they can only think in the long run, after all, they can't stupidly follow the old monster in the Yudan period.

In addition, Xiang Qi couldn't reveal her whereabouts to Fairy Biyou, seeing that she had a close relationship with the Demon Dao Elder, he didn't dare to guarantee that this woman would not have the intention of killing people and killing people.

......

A day later, the figures of Xiang Qi and Ke Wenwan appeared in an inexplicable town less than a thousand miles away from Fengmin, although it was now at the time of the war between the two sides, but this town was unusually calm, as if there had never been a war here before.

On the spacious streets, mortals and monks of the three sects of the Demon Dao shuttled back and forth, endlessly, and on both sides of the street, there were stalls selling talismans, pills, and magic weapons, but there was no shouting from the sellers, which made the already quiet street even more strange.

Although this town was occupied by the three sects of the Demon Dao, in view of the hurried travel for several days, even with the bodies of Xiang Qi and Ke Wenwan immortal cultivators, they felt tired and tired, so Xiang Qi still decided to stay in this town for one night in order to recover his mana and physical strength.

Ke Wenwan naturally has no opinion on this. So the two found a comfortable inn and stayed.

After all, there is a difference between men and women, and Xiang Qi has set up two good guest rooms - with soundproofing prohibitions. After saying goodnight to each other, the two went back to their respective rooms to rest.

As soon as he returned to the room, Xiang Qi jumped on the bed, sat down cross-legged, folded his hands, and rested while recovering his mana.

And Ke Wenwan, who was in the next room, did not meditate and refine qi, but sat down on the edge of the bed thoughtfully.

After a long time, I saw that her forehead was slightly wrinkled, and after a trace of helplessness on her face, she slapped the storage bag on her waist, and a gray scroll with a length of a foot flew out of it.

As Ke Wenwan's magic trick was submerged into the scroll, on the wooden bed, the scroll spread out from top to bottom.

It's a picture.

If Xiang Qi was also here, he would be surprised, because the person painted on this scroll actually had the same appearance as Ke Wenwan!

At the bottom right of the scroll, in red handwriting, three small characters "Ke Hongfeng" are written.

"Red Maple Fairy, is it true that the ancestor of our Ke family can't do it?" Ke Wenwan stared at the portrait in front of her with a pair of beautiful eyes, and on her thoughtful beautiful face, a trace of doubt flashed from time to time, and she only heard her mutter.

And then, Ke Wenwan took out a thumb-sized red carved porcelain vase in the storage bag, which was the bottle of red lotus dew that Xiang Qi auctioned at the Landong City auction.

After a crisp sound of "poof", I saw Ke Wenwan bow her head slightly, and sniffed at the mouth of the bottle. Suddenly, a strange fragrance came into her mouth and nose, and her spirit was lifted.

"In addition to refreshing the mind and refreshing the fragrance, does this red lotus dew really have the effect of prolonging life and enhancing cultivation?" Ke Wenwan raised her eyebrows, thinking excitedly.

Ke Wenwan was about to put away the red lotus dew, when suddenly a fishy and pungent smell hit, her heart tightened, and she couldn't help sneezing.

I saw her wrist shake, and the red porcelain vase in Yu's hand was tilted, and a drop of red liquid flew out of it and fell on the portrait.

An amazing scene has appeared!

I saw that the red liquid seeped into the surroundings at an incredible speed, and in an instant, the entire portrait was soaked.

The next moment, a map sketched by three or two strokes and a few lines of small characters appeared!

"You still can't get rid of this hot temper, you have to listen to me. Mobile phone access m. She is indeed not your daughter, but she is not my daughter either!" Regarding the move of the real person of the witch hairpin, the calm and beautiful young woman seemed to have not seen it, and I saw her raising her eyes full of affection to look at the real person of the witch hairpin, and said in a slow voice.

"You mean, she's not our daughter?" Hearing the beautiful young woman's words, the witch hairpin's face softened a lot, and he asked suspiciously.

"That's right! she's not Ni'er. The beautiful young woman's face showed a hint of disappointment, and she said regretfully.

"She's not Ni'er, so who is she? But she's really the meticulous work that your three sects sent to Jiayin Mountain. When the witch hairpin heard this, his face showed surprise and he spoke.

"She is indeed my Biyougu disciple, named Yan Dan, and she is the beloved disciple of one of my senior sisters. The beautiful young woman habitually stroked her hair, but this time when the jade hand was put down, she inadvertently touched the gorgeous pomegranate flower, and a blood-red petal fell off from it and fell down.

"Since she is not Ni'er, then where is Ni'er?" Wu Hairpin Zhenren looked at the beautiful young woman's dejected face, but at this moment, she did not have the urge to step forward to take pity on her, but said with a worried face.

"You know now that you're worried about Ni'er's safety!" the beautiful young woman said coldly, her tone full of grievances.

"Now is not the time to be angry, if you know Ni'er's whereabouts, tell me quickly. The bruises on the neck of the hairpin real person burst out, and his face was full of nervousness, so he only heard him speak quite quickly.

"If I knew Ni'er's whereabouts, would I come to beg you?" the beautiful young woman raised her eyebrows and asked rhetorically.

"I'm really confused, my two apprentices who participated in the Jiayin Mountain operation must know some clues. Wu Hairpin really slapped his head, and a sudden look flashed on his face, and he said.

"You'd better be careful, she's your own daughter!" said the beautiful young woman as she walked up to Yan Dan, grabbed the girl, and then continued, "I took her away." ”

"Xiao Tiantian, don't be in a hurry to go, we haven't been intimate for several years, but it really suffocates me!" The beautiful young woman was about to move, but was taken into her arms by the real witch hairpin with a lustful face.

"You dead ghost!" the beautiful young woman stretched out her onion and jade fingers, and lightly pointed at the eyebrows of the witch hairpin, and after saying this, her body had already become weak and boneless, and she was paralyzed in the arms of the witch hairpin.

......

And Xiang Qi and Ke Wenwan, who restrained their breath and hid in the shadows, left quietly long before the witch hairpin real person and the beautiful young woman crossed the river.

After the appearance of the real person of the witch hairpin, and the actions of scolding the little monk and the embarrassed girl were seen by Xiang Qi, he was sure that this person's cultivation was very good, at least for the cultivation of Jiedan, but this was just his speculation, where did he dare to release his divine thoughts to detect one or two.

Immediately afterwards, the appearance of the Biyou Fairy, the head of Biyou Valley, really shocked Xiang Qi for a long time. As for the content of the conversation between the two, Xiang Qi is unknown.

It's just that these two behave intimately, like a couple they haven't seen for many years.

In addition, Yan Dan's daughter will be taken away by the Biyou Fairy seven or eight times out of ten, so he doesn't have to worry about the next safety of this woman.

As for how Xiang Qi and the others will find a route to sneak into Fengmin Capital safely, they can only think in the long run, after all, they can't stupidly follow the old monster in the Yudan period.

In addition, Xiang Qi couldn't reveal her whereabouts to Fairy Biyou, seeing that she had a close relationship with the Demon Dao Elder, he didn't dare to guarantee that this woman would not have the intention of killing people and killing people.

......

A day later, the figures of Xiang Qi and Ke Wenwan appeared in an inexplicable town less than a thousand miles away from Fengmin, although it was now at the time of the war between the two sides, but this town was unusually calm, as if there had never been a war here before.

On the spacious streets, mortals and monks of the three sects of the Demon Dao shuttled back and forth, endlessly, and on both sides of the street, there were stalls selling talismans, pills, and magic weapons, but there was no shouting from the sellers, which made the already quiet street even more strange.

Although this town was occupied by the three sects of the Demon Dao, in view of the hurried travel for several days, even with the bodies of Xiang Qi and Ke Wenwan immortal cultivators, they felt tired and tired, so Xiang Qi still decided to stay in this town for one night in order to recover his mana and physical strength.

Ke Wenwan naturally has no opinion on this. So the two found a comfortable inn and stayed.

After all, there is a difference between men and women, and Xiang Qi has set up two good guest rooms - with soundproofing prohibitions. After saying goodnight to each other, the two went back to their respective rooms to rest.

As soon as he returned to the room, Xiang Qi jumped on the bed, sat down cross-legged, folded his hands, and rested while recovering his mana.

And Ke Wenwan, who was in the next room, did not meditate and refine qi, but sat down on the edge of the bed thoughtfully.

After a long time, I saw that her forehead was slightly wrinkled, and after a trace of helplessness on her face, she slapped the storage bag on her waist, and a gray scroll with a length of a foot flew out of it.

As Ke Wenwan's magic trick was submerged into the scroll, on the wooden bed, the scroll spread out from top to bottom.

It's a picture.

If Xiang Qi was also here, he would be surprised, because the person painted on this scroll actually had the same appearance as Ke Wenwan!

At the bottom right of the scroll, in red handwriting, three small characters "Ke Hongfeng" are written.

"Red Maple Fairy, is it true that the ancestor of our Ke family can't do it?" Ke Wenwan stared at the portrait in front of her with a pair of beautiful eyes, and on her thoughtful beautiful face, a trace of doubt flashed from time to time, and she only heard her mutter.

And then, Ke Wenwan took out a thumb-sized red carved porcelain vase in the storage bag, which was the bottle of red lotus dew that Xiang Qi auctioned at the Landong City auction.

After a crisp sound of "poof", I saw Ke Wenwan bow her head slightly, and sniffed at the mouth of the bottle. Suddenly, a strange fragrance came into her mouth and nose, and her spirit was lifted.

"In addition to refreshing the mind and refreshing the fragrance, does this red lotus dew really have the effect of prolonging life and enhancing cultivation?" Ke Wenwan raised her eyebrows, thinking excitedly.

Ke Wenwan was about to put away the red lotus dew, when suddenly a fishy and pungent smell hit, her heart tightened, and she couldn't help sneezing.

I saw her wrist shake, and the red porcelain vase in Yu's hand was tilted, and a drop of red liquid flew out of it and fell on the portrait.

An amazing scene has appeared!

I saw that the red liquid seeped into the surroundings at an incredible speed, and in an instant, the entire portrait was soaked.

The next moment, a map sketched by three or two strokes and a few lines of small characters appeared!