Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Zuo Qiu was speechless as Ye Xiaochuan ruthlessly targeted Xuantian Sect and Qiankunzi.

After all, she comes from the Xuantian Sect. Although her mother's affairs have a great impact on her and she has not been welcomed by the Xuantian Sect over the years, Zuo Qiu still has feelings for the Xuantian Sect, the sect that raised her and taught her skills. .

Otherwise, he would not work for Xuantian Sect over and over again.

From staying in the Far North Icefield to follow Ye Xiaochuan and others to the Sea of ​​Hell more than two years ago, to coming to southern Xinjiang this time, these were relatively dangerous journeys. If he had no feelings for Xuantian Sect, Zuo Qiu would not have been able to do it for Xuantian Sect many times. Tianzong took risks.

Now facing Ye Xiaochuan's ruthless criticism of Xuantian Sect, Zuo Qiu wanted to find some excuses to excuse Xuantian Sect, even just a few words.

However, after thinking for a long time, she didn't say a word. She really had no shame in saying nonsense like "This is Uncle Qiankunzi's strategy" in front of Ye Xiaochuan. Seeing Zuo Qiu's ugly face, Ye Xiaochuan sighed in his heart. He said what he said was too harsh. Zuo Qiu, like himself, was a young disciple with little say in their respective sects. Zuo Qiu must have a crush on her in his heart. Qiankunzi's uncle's behavior is very disgusting. He really shouldn't be angry with her.

tempered. He said: "Qiu, what I said just now is serious. Don't take it to heart. I was just confused by being angry and crying. In fact, it's right to think about it. Different positions consider different things. If you and I stand on the side of Qiankunzi, In terms of position, you may do the same thing. Who doesn't want to preserve strength in the face of crisis.

? Zuo Qiu shook his head gently and said, "You don't have to apologize to me. What you said is right. Xuantian Sect did this unkindly." During this period of time, I have sent dozens of secret messages to Kunlun, but every reply asked me to stay in southern Xinjiang and wait and see what happens. Other things can be handled by my own boss.

Lord, let me not worry. Xiaochuan, do you think we can survive this catastrophe? "Ye Xiaochuan looked at the stars in the night sky and said: "Who knows, our life and death are not decided by ourselves. From the day we entered the sect, our lives belong to our respective sects. The master lets us live. , we will live, and the master will let us die, and we will die. Just in time

As the saying goes, in the world of martial arts, one cannot control one's life, and one cannot control one's death. "

Zuo Qiu was silent.

She thought of her mother who committed suicide.

Slowly chanting in his mouth: "The world's turmoil comes from my generation, and as soon as I enter the rivers and lakes, the years rush me. The world is like the tide, and people are like water. I only sigh that a few people return to the rivers and lakes."

Ye Xiaochuan felt deeply, took out the Huangquan Biluo Xiao from the Qiankun bag, and blew it slowly to his lips.

The sound of the flute and the singing blend together harmoniously and spread far.

It seemed that the entire valley below was echoing the desolate and tragic chant.

Valley, camp.

Some people were sitting in front of the campfire drinking and bragging with their companions, some were sitting cross-legged in the tent alone, meditating, and some were already lying down to rest.

However, everyone opened their eyes at this moment, raised their heads, and looked toward the mountainside to the west, where the sound of flutes and chants came from.

They all seemed to be chanting the same words slowly with voices that only they could hear.

"The world is full of turmoil when it comes to my generation, and when I enter the world, time rushes me.

The world is like a tide and people are like water. Only a few people return to the rivers and lakes. "

On the top of a hill not far away, Qian Shuang read slowly.

Baili Yuan stood beside her, holding a fat bird in his arms. It was red in color. What kind of bird was it if it didn't bring wealth?

Qian Shuang said: "What a great saying in the world. I only sigh a few people in the world. I don't know who sang it." Bailiyuan said: "The sound of the flute must be that brat Ye Xiaochuan. I can't hear the song, but I guess it should be Zuo Qiu, the Scarlet Maple Fairy of Xuantian Sect. Among the fairies I know, apart from Yun Qiyou, she is the most self-righteous. She keeps a straight face all day long, as if everyone owes her hundreds of taels of silver. have to

, they like to ignore everyone. Yun Qiyou is not in southern Xinjiang now. I think it is probably Zuo Qiu. "After a while, when Qian Shuang didn't speak, Bailiyuan said: "Miss Qian, we are not here to listen to music. Now that Xiaochuan has returned to the human world, shouldn't your plan be implemented? I finally caught Wangcai today. It will not be easy to catch him next time. This fat bird is very seductive.

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When Wangcai saw Bailiyuan talking about him, he struggled a few times in Bailiyuan's arms. He was slapped by Bailiyuan a few times and was slapped down immediately.

I don’t know how Wangcai fell into Bailiyuan’s hands tonight.

Baili Yuan was Qian Shuang's prisoner, and now that Wangcai has become Baili Yuan's prisoner, it's really a shame. Qian Shuang looked back at Baili Yuan and said: "As a descendant of the Qian family, I should have been sworn in with the Cangyun Clan, the enemy of the family, but now I have to cooperate with the enemy. I hope my decision this time is correct. , otherwise I really don’t know how I can face the ancestors of the Qian family after death.

To face the demon Chiyou. "

Bailiyuan said: "That's your business."

Qian Shuang reached out and put the big bamboo hat on his back on his head, then took out a small piece of paper from his arms, rolled it up, stuffed it into a small bamboo tube, and handed it to Baili Yuan. .

Bailiyuan tied the small bamboo tube to Wangcai's paw and said: "Wangcai, give this letter to Xiaochuan and don't let others see it. If you do it well, I will treat you to roast chicken. Ten Only!"

Wangcai shook his head in a squeaky voice, as if to say: "What kind of big scene have I never seen before? You want to get rid of me with ten roast chickens? Do you think I am a bumpkin from the mountains?"

Bailiyuan slapped Wangcai's body hard several times and said: "You are still greedy! If you mess up, I will eat you. You can choose steamed or braised."

Wangcai immediately withered. Like its little master, it was a master who bullied the weak and feared the strong, and was greedy for life and fear of death. He immediately nodded his head and said that for such a small matter as sending a letter, this bird has rich work experience and will never do anything. question.

Bailiyuan knew Wangcai well, so he didn't worry too much about Wangcai's mission of carrying pigeons. Even though this fat bird has only been hatched from an egg for thirteen years, and its phoenix bloodline has not yet awakened, but it has been with Ye Xiaochuan for many years, this fat bird's spirituality is far superior to other divine birds. He can understand human speech, and he is also quite rich in human nature. Especially when he laughs at others, this fat bird imitates human speech.

It seems that he has invented a way for birds to laugh at people. He lies on the ground with one wing covering his beak and one wing beating the ground. When the person being laughed at sees it, he wants to strangle this flat-haired beast to death.

Baili Yuan smoothed the feathers on Wangcai's body and teased its crest, then let go and threw Wangcai up.

Seeing Wangcai flying towards the valley camp where the Zhengmo disciples were stationed, Qian Shuang suddenly said: "This is the first time I have seen such a fat bird. How did Ye Xiaochuan feed it to be so fat?" Baili Yuan said with a smile. : "The most bizarre thing is that it is so fat and can still fly. It can only be said that a divine bird is a divine bird and cannot be compared with ordinary birds."