The witch comes into my arms

Going back to his room, Wu Ritu was still thinking about Xia Yuan's words.

Xia Yuan said that the fire horn birds in the sky are his spies, so he can know things in other places.

Wu Ritu was doubtful about this sentence. The Firebird is not a rare species and has been raised on the grassland. Apart from being very qualified as a homing pigeon, there is no other peculiarity found in it.

The photo mirror hanging around the neck of the Fire Horn can only store images and has no real-time transmission function.

He thought about it late into the night.

Also unable to sleep was Aruna. The girl lay on the bed and turned her head to Xia Yuan's room.

She was thinking about the conversation last night and looking into her heart. She did like to stay with Xia Yuan. Was this feeling just love?

She looked at the moonlight beside her bed, hoping that God would give her an answer.

The god said nothing, and she gradually forgot about it. Prairie people make their homes everywhere and are accustomed to moving forward with the wind like clouds without stopping.

Bagan didn't think too much. He was more worried about the future of his marriage to Ning Guo than Xia Yuan himself.

He rejected all the Central Plains people, thinking that they were all legendary devils, greedy and cunning, and would steal everything in the grassland.

Xia Yuan slept soundly.

The temperature in the Demonic Cave was on the hot side, and the little queen's skin was on the cold side. Holding her was like holding a balloon filled with cold water, refreshing and refreshing.

Xiao Lengqiu was a little melancholy because Aruna fought for love and because her plan to monopolize His Highness failed.

One night passed, the five people washed up and gathered in the meeting room.

There are 500 people in Beicun. It is the smallest party, but it is also the most elite. The people who live in it are the demon slayers and their families.

"Thank you again for coming, young heroes." A demon slayer entertained Xia Yuan and the other five.

He is less than thirty years old, has a Chinese character face, a straight face, is tall and thin, carries a long sword on his back, and wears a gray military uniform. He has the highest level of cultivation.

"My name is Yuan Weidao, and I am the second-in-command in the camp. I will be in charge of this demon elimination operation."

Yuan Weidao glanced at the five people, guessing who was the leader of the assistance team.

Wu Ritu looked at Xia Yuan. They had already given up on the competition in the cave and followed Xia Yuan to ambush the Holy Son Jin Chan. There is no doubt that Xia Yuan is the leader.

Xia Yuan didn't want to be the leader. He just wanted to enjoy the results and not the hardships of the process.

He ignored Wu Ritu's gaze, lowered his head, and concentrated on playing with Xiao Lengqiu's palm. The girl's hands are small, soft, as white as jade, like a work of art.

Wu Ritu could only take a step forward, accepted his errand, and chatted with Yuan Weidao about the situation in the cave.

"I didn't expect so many masters to come this time." Yuan Weidao sighed, "There was news from the west that more than ten masters made a surprise attack on the Demon Sect's altar, killing more than a dozen demons and several demon disciples."

"Did they ever say that they encountered demons on the road?" Wuritu asked again.

"I mentioned that I saw a sneaky person on the road, but I didn't catch up with him." Yuan Weidao said, "The devil also knows about your existence, so it's normal to send spies to check."

Wu Ritu was shocked. This was exactly what Xia Yuan said.

He asked again: "What about the west and the east?"

Yuan Weidao was delighted: "Have you sent people to the west and east? There is no news from there yet."

"Is there something unexpected happening in the village?"

"Everything is safe in the village. I wonder when you will set off. Which side should we help first?"

Yuan Weidao spoke urgently. In the past, people from far away would come in a team of more than twenty at most. This time, the troops were actually divided into four places. Isn't there nearly a hundred people?

With these helpers, not to mention weakening the demons, it is enough to wipe out all the demons in one go!

The demon slayer is in a hurry, but the barren people are not in a hurry.

Bagan smiled and said: "We will stay still."

"Why?" Yuan Weidao was shocked.

"We are each responsible for an area, and that is their job." Bagan added.

"This..." Yuan Weidao looked complicated.

"Don't worry, they've solved it." Bagan waved his hand, "What kind of wine do you have here? Bring it to us!"

"I wonder where there is Yin grass? Let's go pick some." Wu Ritu added.

There are no skills in Caixia Realm in the Human Demon Cave, and there is no inheritance of alchemy. The natives of the cave call the Yin attribute elixirs Yin grass and don't take them seriously.

Yuan Weidao told the place where the Yin grass grew, and asked people to move the wine jar.

Wuritu and the five tribesmen stayed in the village to drink, while Bagan took the remaining deserters to pick the elixir.

Xia Yuan moved a chair, lay down in the yard, and watched Xiao Lengqiu practice his sword.

There are only two rooms in this courtyard, where he and the little queen live. Although the facilities in the house are simple, they are fully functional.

The warm sunlight made him feel lazy, and the sound of the sword cutting through the air was hypnotic white noise.

He closed his eyes, half asleep and half awake, and felt a shadow covering the sky.

When he opened his eyes, two towering peaks blocked his view.

It only blocked half of it, but if it were Han Yue, it could cover the whole thing.

The owner of the mountain is Aruna.

The girl leaned down, the tip of her nose almost touching Xia Yuan's, her crimson lips pursed, her eyes deep, wondering what she was thinking or observing.

Xia Yuan's breathing slowed down. The girl's face was so close, and he could clearly see her delicate face and milky skin.

There was a soft touch on the back of his head, and two melons hung down, fluttering in the wind, and lightly hitting his hair.

I don't know if it was because of the fruits or the skin, but Xia Yuan smelled the sweet smell, which was his childhood ration.

After two breaths, Aruna raised her body, shook the fruit, and knocked Xia Yuan on the head again.

This is really not a polite behavior. Han Yue would never make such a mistake, but Xia Yuan hopes to make more mistakes like this.

"What are you looking at? It's like you're skinning me, cutting my flesh, spreading salt on it and roasting it on the fire." He sat up and looked at the girl behind him.

Aruna crossed her arms and lowered her head in thought: "I found that you are really good-looking."

Xia Yuan was dumbfounded: "I didn't expect the princess to be someone who values ​​appearance."

"Don't call me princess," Aruna poked the boy's shoulder, "Call me Aruna."

She first corrected Xia Yuan's title, and then explained: "Appearance is of course very important. We desert people like beautiful things the most!"

Xia Yuan agreed: "Aruna is also very beautiful."

"Hehe." The girl smiled happily.

She walked around to the front of Xia Yuan, pushed the boy aside, and sat next to him on the recliner.

The two of them leaned on each other's shoulders and looked at Xiao Lengqiu in the yard.

Xiao Lengqiu's eyes were sharp, and the long sword in his hand danced faster and faster. The sunlight was shining down, and he was picked up by the long sword, which turned into sword light and flickered on the girl's hand.

She regarded the air in front of her as Aruna who was stealing fish, and the sword light was accurate and cruel.

Aruna watched it for a while and became interested. Huang Ren was always so restless.

Standing up, she pulled out the short sword from her waist: "What's the point of practicing swordplay alone? I'll fight you!"

Not only was she not ashamed of bullying a child, but she was also proud of revenge. In that fight at the Wisteria Flower Banquet, she was at a disadvantage.

Today, she is going to let the girl know how powerful she is, and then obediently offer her body for her to knead!

She was full of confidence. Although the girl's cultivation level was the same as hers, the combat power of Huangren was generally one level higher than her cultivation level. What's more, she had already reached the age where she could get married, but she couldn't compare to a hairless little girl?

Leng Qiu stopped his sword and faced her, indicating his agreement.