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"Senior brother." Surprise flashed across Yan Xue's eyes, "Why are you here?"

Xu Linghe laughed playfully, walked to the seat next to her familiarly and sat down before answering her question, "Master, the old man asked me to come and see you. You will be bored staying here alone."

Yan Xue understood his temper, and her eyes suddenly lit up, "Senior brother, can you take me away from here?"

"Shh!" Xu Linghe put his index finger on his lips and looked around guiltily.

After confirming that there was no one else around, he lowered his voice furtively, "Actually, senior brother has a place he wants to go, and junior sister, you will definitely be interested as well."

Xu Linghe narrowed his eyes, gave it a try, and then smiled angrily, "Fuyao Ghost Market in the Lower Realm."

Fuyao Ghost Market, located on steep mountain peaks, is a trading event exclusively for casual cultivators.

All spiritual weapons and treasures from all walks of life are traded, and there is nothing you can’t imagine that is not sold there.

As for which sect Fuyao Ghost City belongs to, it is still a mystery.

Yan Xue was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face disappeared, and she stared at him steadily, with a rare seriousness in her eyes.

"But senior brother, Fuyao Ghost Market requires the Soul King realm to enter, and I... am not qualified yet."

After saying that, her eyes dimmed a little.

Unexpectedly, Xu Linghe looked calm and glanced at her playfully, "You don't need to worry about that. Fuyao Ghost Market is an asset in the name of your third senior brother. You are our junior sister. You can go in if you want."

what!

The rumored owner of Fuyao Ghost Market, who comes and goes without a trace and is admired by thousands of people, is actually her third senior brother?

A trace of surprise flashed across Yan Xue's eyes, and the disappointment just now was wiped away, "Then let's leave quickly."

"But Junior Sister, you are still being grounded by the Assimilated Immortal Lord..." Xu Linghe frowned in embarrassment and ruthlessly revealed the current facts.

Even if he could bring Yan Xue into Fuyao Ghost Market, he couldn't bring her out of here upright.

After all, he was the number one Immortal of Assimilation in the world.

This is not a realm that he, a small alchemist, can match.

Yan Xue's eyes narrowed, staring at Xu Linghe's melancholy face, and he suddenly had an idea in his mind.

She raised her hand, and a black-red vine appeared in her palm.

Under Xu Linghe's surprised and puzzled gaze, the vine slightly pierced Yan Xue's fingertips.

A drop of bright red blood gushes out from the fingertips.

The tip of the magic vine touched the blood and absorbed the blood beads into its body. Then, its body suddenly emitted a burst of gray-red light.

The next second, a "person" who looked exactly like Yan Xue appeared in front of them.

This is the newly evolved skill of Demon Vine, "Simultification".

As long as the opponent's cultivation level is not higher than hers, she can simulate it.

But if the simulated "person" wants to have cultivation, it must obtain the other person's blood.

"This, this, this..." Xu Linghe's eyes widened and he was too surprised to say a word.

He compared Yan Xue in disbelief with the fakes around him. He couldn't say they were exactly the same, he could only say there was no difference.

"Junior sister, you are so amazing! One day I don't want to listen to the old master's nagging, and I will ask you to get a clone." Xu Linghe stared at her with approval.

Yan Xue smiled helplessly, "Senior brother's cultivation level is too high, I can't do it yet."

Xu Linghe sighed regretfully, "Junior sister, you have to practice hard. My bright future depends entirely on you."

Yan Xue smiled at his words.

The "fake" climbed onto the bed, imitated Yan Xue, closed his eyes and meditated.

As long as the "fake" doesn't stop talking, even if Ruan Yuan comes, he won't see anything fishy!

Just in case, she also performed a little disguise.

Now that the King of Heaven is here, he will say that she is practicing in Linghe Immortal Residence!

Yan Xue glanced with satisfaction, raised her chin confidently, "I'm ready, senior brother, let's go."

Xu Linghe stared at her simple face. The small freckles on both sides of her cheeks were very cute.

He unconsciously compared it with the memory in his mind. She was dressed in a red dress and had three thousand black hair, and her every frown and smile were eye-catching.

Only then did he suddenly realize that his junior sister was also a stunning beauty!

He had to be careful, don't let any random man take his little junior sister away.

Xu Linghe stared at her face solemnly, secretly making up his mind.

As expected, none of the spirit boys along the way saw anything unusual. It wasn't until he walked out of Linghe Immortal Residence that Yan Xue felt relieved.

Fortunately, Ruan Yuan didn't seem to be here, otherwise she might have been exposed.

Yan Xue and Xu Linghe left Linghe Immortal Residence side by side.

But they didn't notice a deep and dark figure standing not far behind them, staring at them for an unknown amount of time.

Ruan Yuan glanced deeply, and instead of following him in a hurry, he went to Yan Xue's bedroom first.

He stared at the "fake" face, his eyebrows twitching.

I have to say, she really has a lot of clever ideas.

If he hadn't placed a tracking talisman on her, she might have really deceived him.

After a long while, Ruan Yuan gently lowered his complicated black eyes, flicked his sleeves and chased after him.

Fortunately, Yan Xue and the others are not far away yet.

Ruan Yuan suppressed his breath and stared at her back quietly with his deep eyes.

She took the initiative to leave the magic vine here, and Xu Linghe beside her was not a person who could fight.

Fuyao Ghost Market is not as simple as Xu Linghe told her. There is murderous intent everywhere in it.

If she is so weak, she will definitely come back with injuries.

When he thought of this, Ruan Yuan's heart trembled slightly, and his eyebrows became a little more troubled.

No, he has to follow.

Only by looking at her would he feel at ease.

Ruan Yuan slowly opened his eyelids, with a faint smile on his lips. Soon, his eyes returned to their usual indifference.

He set his sights on the little black bird in Yan Xue's sleeve.

As soon as his spiritual power was concentrated, a small, transparent, square box appeared in his hand.

The spirit box.

As soon as Ruan Yuan's strange spiritual eyes opened, his eyes suddenly turned a breathtaking red.

Immediately afterwards, the soul of the little black bird was pulled out of the body and flew into the transparent spirit box in his hand.

"Who are you! Why did you kidnap me!" the little black bird shouted vigilantly.

It wanted to contact Yan Xue through a contract, but in the spirit box, even the contact with the contract was disconnected!

"Get some sleep." Ruan Yuan frowned in annoyance.

As soon as the sound fell, the little black bird fell down and fell into a deep sleep.

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Yan Xue and Xu Linghe were chatting about Fuyao Ghost Market when something seemed to move in their sleeves.

The next second, "Little Black" flew out of the cuffs and landed on her shoulders.

For some reason, she always felt that there was something different about the "Xiao Hei" in front of her.

Those cold and inhuman eyes seemed to resemble someone very much.