Gao Qing floated away in response. After a short time, six frightened saintesses entered the main hall. The whole hall is like a baby bathing in night dew, blooming with a beautiful smile.

Several envoys sat down, and Deng Ming gently flicked the crystal letter towards Qiao Fang. He looked at the envoys with a smile. "Envoys, look at this crystal letter, you can have ideas."

The six envoys took turns to see it, and their hearts chuckled. "Selling Wanyun Cave Holy Maiden equipment, who has such courage." One by one, they looked at Deng Ming with a suspicious look on their faces.

"What does the cave master mean, he wants to receive holy equipment." Qiao Fang spoke first.

Deng Ming smiled. "Don't the envoys think this is strange"?

Xi Han's thin eyebrows widened, and his eyes flashed with light. "Is the cave owner saying that it is related to last year's Wanyun Cave's 'Wanli Pursuit and Killing Letter'"?

Deng Ming didn't say anything, just looked at Xi Han and smiled appreciatively.

Rolling big mixed river water, the waves are surging, the huge waves are monstrous, such as the sound of thunder, against the dazzling waves, roaring and roaring, pouring mountains and seas, rushing out from the Xizhai Gorge. Suddenly a big whirlpool was made at the mouth of the gorge, and a serene and quiet thread was swirled, and the layers of ripples rose, gently, thinly, shining, smiling, meekly falling together, and flowing forward comfortably.

The steep mountain rock outside the Xizhai Gorge is stunned and stopped, the peaks are green, the hills lie slowly, the trees are green all over the mountain, look into the distance, between the vast sea of clouds, a river like a jade belt flows slowly between the undulating green carpets.

A vast expanse of fresh blue waves forms a gentle grassy slope outside the Xizhai Gorge. The dense layers of tender green grass stretch flat until it drips to the deep surface of the river. A blood-red crystal gate stood on the surface of the river, and it seemed that the saints who came in and out were all walking in and out of the smoke-curling river.

Fresh morning light, clear dew, dew in the sun crystal shining, reflected in the waves of the river, folded and stacked brocade. Reflected in the condensation grass beach, there are groups of flowers and branches of grinning faces.

As soon as the morning dawned, tens of thousands of saints below the solid roots, stepping on the dew, reflecting the red makeup, gushed out of the desire hole. Like a flock of frightened birds, they are competing and jumping, and the crisp laughter breaks the silence of the mountains and forests.

Mo Xie and Yu Ba took fifty saints hired from Ningcheng and were busy all night before setting up the ring-shaped stone stall. Without waiting for a break, the saints of the desire cave flocked to stop. Surrounded by the stone stalls in an orderly manner, they were not in a hurry to choose holy relics, gentle, charming, with shining eyes, like stars reflected in the stream. seemed to be staring at the holy product, but the dark eyes reflected the shadows of Mo Ye and Yu Ba.

Yu Ba was filled with water waves, and the soft light that took people's souls made his whole body crispy and numb. A fine sweat reflected the glowing eyes, the whole person floated up, and the steps of walking became soft, like a cloud. Walking through the round stone platform, there is no place where he cannot see the saint, and there is no price he cannot negotiate.

Mo Ye was a little crying and laughing, so he bought it like this. Mo Xie lost at least half of his belongings. Mo Xie didn't care about these anymore, but Mo Ye's eyes were staring at the void of the Desire Cave.

A wisp of familiar soft waves swept across Mo Ye's face, and Mo Ye was stunned. Retracting her gaze from afar, and chasing after her somewhat flustered eyes, an innocent saint with a beautiful spring plum and a god like Qiuhui hurriedly lowered her head and picked up the holy relics.

Mo Xie was swarthy, and the ghost's eyes jumped twice. Flashed in front of the saint. Divine Sense. "Xu Jia chooses something".

Xu Jia's heart skipped twice, and his eyes looked at several kinds of holy armor. "It's you, why are you here, how dangerous it is, the master and sisters are still tracking you."

"I didn't do that, I was injured and invaded by insect spirits." Mo Xie smiled and helped Xu Jia choose the holy armor. The holy maidens saw that Mo Xie had come to sell the holy clothes in person, and they swarmed around. There was a bit of a commotion in front of the stall.

"Holy friend, how many spars are there for this chest guard", "How many spars are there for this holy ornament", "......", he asked one sentence at a time. Mo Ye didn't have time to talk to Xu Jia.

"Two-spare", "three-spare". Ask again about the "Ten Crystals". Mo Xie casually made a price. Hula several holy relics were swept away.

Yu Ba glanced at Mo Ye. Muttered. "The master is the master, he is numb, and he said that I have never seen the saint, at least the holy relics I bought are hundreds of spars, and you dare to give alms."

Mo Xie glanced at Yu Ba, and laughed twice, his own handle made Yu Ba grasp a lot. In a blink of an eye, he returned to the Taishi chair, leaning on the back of the chair and no longer caring.

Xu Jia carefully picked a few holy relics, and glanced at Mo Ye from time to time, Xu Jia always wanted to know what Mo Ye looked like, but every time he saw Mo Ye, Mo Ye was not his true face.

Xu Jia's head was dizzy, excited and nervous, his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, the chaotic drum beat, playing high and low, different rhythms, panicked and avoided Mo Ye's divine sense. She didn't know how to answer Mo Ye's question. His cheeks were hot, and he fled from the stone stall with a red face.

"What's the matter, junior sister, look at your little blushing hair has changed color, how can you be a red-haired saintess." Lan Ying appeared behind Xu Jia at some point, tilting her head and staring at Xu Jia curiously.

"That's yes, senior sister, it's too hot in the sun, I can't stand it." Xu Jia found a reason that was not a reason.

"Oh, I thought I couldn't stand it anymore after I looked at the saint twice, and I ran here to cool down." Lan Ying still stared at Xu Jia relentlessly, always looking to read something from Xu Jia's eyes.

Xu Jia didn't dare to entangle with Lan Ying anymore, and fled into the blood-colored crystal gate with a smoke that turned into crystal light. Lan Ying's strange eyes stared in the direction where the crystal light disappeared. "How weird is the little girl today, the momentum of not being afraid of the sky and the earth is gone, and she panicked like this after two sentences."

As the sun sets, it burns into an orange-red sunset, and the glow fades gradually, turning crimson and crimson and light red. The rows of waves on the Dachao River, reflecting the burning flames of Huohuo rising from the crest of the waves, flickered and disappeared. A little bit of crystal light is reflected on the surface of the dark blue river, swaying with the waves, shimmering with strings of flowing pearls, and the stars in the sky reflect each other.

Yu Ba, who had been busy all day, collapsed in the Taishi chair and smiled heartily. Her eyes shone with the faces of a few soft saints. The saint said that she would come tomorrow and asked Yu Ba to prepare several famous pastries from the Bashi Pavilion, including silly buns that are famous in dozens of cities.

I don't know what kind of master Mo Xie is for Lu Dao, and suddenly he came to the spirit to go back to Ningcheng in person to help him get pastries. Yu Bale half-squinted his eyes, deeply inhaling the aromatic smell in the air, and Yu Ba seemed to be able to distinguish the fragrance of those saints.

The Desire Heart Cave Desire Heart Hall, revealing a white crystal light, looking from afar, the crystal light set the halo and shot out four long sword rays, like a murderous eye in the night, peeking at the cold stars in the sky.

The faces of the dozens of saints in the main hall were a little gloomy, and they stared at Deng Ming on the throne with suspicious eyes. Deng Ming didn't know when he changed into plain clothes, his face was not powdered, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be smiling. "A few envoys, did you decide on that guy today"?

Xi Han's watery eyes showed a cold light, and his ill-intentioned sneer made people shudder. "Cave Master, I and Fei Jie's envoy obtained the afterimage from Xiaobald Mountain, and through comparison, it may be basically determined that it is the insect soul."

Desire Beast Mountain Protector Qiao Rongli was lined with soft ripples, and her pretty face moved. "Cave Master, the Holy Eagle is also peeking at this place. After a glance, he insisted that it was the insect soul, and said that there were several kinds of insect souls in his holy bag."

Deng Ming's moving eyebrows were raised sharply, and he looked at Qiao Rong in dismay. "What does he want to do with this"?

Qiao Rong shook his head with a wry smile when he heard Deng Ming's question. Who knows what he wants to do?

Xi Han looked at Deng Ming. "Cave Master, when are we going to make a move".

Deng Ming stared at his tearful eyes, looking forward to grief, and his soul-touching eyes, like the starlight in the cold autumn night sky, with a sad light, looked around at Wu Tao and others, soft and painful. "The time has come to avenge your junior sister."

Hmph, Wu Tao, Ji Ma and other dozens of disciples knelt on the ground together. "Please give instructions to the master".

Deng Ming suddenly giggled, smiled very happily, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, he smiled at two beautiful flowers, his eyebrows were bent, and his watery eyes flashed coldly. A smile was coldly fixed on his face, staring at the empty vault. "Don't worry, let him clean up all the family and fall into the hands of others, I am also very heartbroken. Send some more disciples tomorrow, and buy them again, and they will all buy them back, and the spars will not be in vain."

"Go ahead, go back and rest, give me a good look at this guy tomorrow, don't let him run away." Deng Ming then commanded, obviously in a much better mood than just now.

Xi Han's eyes turned ghostly. "Cave master, you said that tomorrow, can we send someone to talk to him, trick him into the cave, enter the cave of desire, what is the matter, but I can't help him."

Deng Ming pondered, she hadn't thought about it. This guy can escape from the pursuit of tens of thousands of saints in Wanyun Cave here, there must be something extraordinary. I heard that this guy will do what kind of wood trick he will do, let him enter the Desire Cave and catch it, but if he can't catch it, he will become a ridicule of the Holy Domain like Wanyun Cave.

Deng Ming shook his head. "Fei Jie, how are the preparations for the Son-Mother Twin Array, the Thunder Fire Array, and the Devouring Array?"

"Cave master, the layout has been completed outside the cave. As soon as you give the order, you can start it". Fei Jie didn't have a melancholy voice.

Deng Ming smiled indifferently, waved his head, and the saints left the Desire Hall after saluting.

The silvery moonlight shone in front of the window, and the bleak evening breeze carried the cold incense, filling a soft pink dormitory. Xu Jia stood in front of the window at a loss, staring at the blue sky with fine quicksand. The breeze gently blew the soft hair, and the cold mood showed more and more sadness in the silent night.

After Xu Jia came back from the Palace of Desire, she had been standing in the moonlight and the dark night, wandering in despair, she didn't know where to go, whether she really had to help Mo Xie, or wait for the most difficult ending, she was dazed and painful, and she was in the torment of love and fire with a fragile heart. (To be continued......)