moonlit night

Amidst the thunder and lightning around him, Xiao Ziyuan, who was hiding behind the stone statue, felt that his inner breath could no longer be suppressed. He felt like a rag doll that was about to explode at any time. The eight extraordinary meridians surged into his qi palace, and the meridians all over his body were so bulging that they could no longer bulge, which made people worry that they would burst at any time.

But right now, he has no choice but to sit cross-legged, silently recite some internal formulas, and try hard to condense the aura that has flowed into the Qi Palace layer by layer, trying to condense it into a golden pill look like.

But it's easier said than done, just when Xiao Ziyuan was in a state of desperation, he felt as if his leg crossed on the ground was bumped lightly by something, and then again, he opened his eyes reluctantly, and saw the person bumping into him. What I saw was a crystal-clear pearl. When I looked up, I saw the same beads rolling down from nowhere in front of me one after another.

Seeing this, Qu Lanshan quickly took out a silk handkerchief from her bosom, and carefully put away those pearls. After a moment of silence, she whispered to herself: "I don't understand, that Mr. Chu is really gone. What? What kind of relationship is there between him and Prince Jiuzhe?"

It's not just that she doesn't understand, Xiao Ziyuan is even more confused, but now he is all focused on forming pills, and he has no time to think about those mysterious and mysterious things.

Therefore, he ignored the gap that suddenly opened under his feet.

The speed at which the gap spread couldn't be calculated according to common sense. Even if Qu Lanshan noticed it, she didn't have time to resist, and soon her eyes went dark, and she and Xiao Ziyuan were sucked into the unfathomable seabed fissure.

Daoist Wan Qing, who was outside the ancient mirror, saw this last scene, and immediately jumped up from the bed decisively, and then hurriedly wanted to rush out the door, wanting to report the situation to Yue Qingchen.

Be good, two little disciples in a row were swallowed by an unknown force, he didn't believe that this master could not be in a hurry.

But as soon as he opened the door and walked out, he almost bumped into the man in the blue shirt who was about to raise his hand to knock on the door. The man seemed to have just had a quarrel with someone, he was full of anger, and even turned towards Wan Qing. The tone of the speech was also a bit impatient: "Excuse me, is my second senior brother here?"

Wan Qing, who was innocently affected, was terrified by the murderous aura all over him, and hurriedly waved her hands and said, "Amitabha, no, no, Pindao has never seen Marshal Tianpeng."

The visitor gave him a confused look, probably feeling that he was talking to a duck, so he brushed Wan Qing aside politely, and strode towards the back room.

In fact, Wan Qing can't be blamed, after all, Yunya either doesn't address Yue Qingchen by his name, or calls him by his first name, only in front of outsiders, he will restrain himself a little, and call out his second senior brother politely.

This is still in the absence of Yue Qingchen.

Who knows that it is rare for him to be polite, but he still meets such an incomprehensible person, and I don't know who Yue Qingchen has made friends with, it is really unreasonable.

Yun Ya hadn't finished muttering in his heart, but suddenly there was another snarling voice outside the house that made him angry.

Another uninvited guest came in with a folding fan, and Wan Qing, who was standing at the door, said with a smile, "Dare to ask this Taoist priest, does Mr. Wang Shu live here?"

This time it was in human language, Wan Qing understood it, and quickly said: "He just went out, and the poor Taoist is going to look for it, if you two don't mind, why don't you stay here for a while?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced around the visitor with his eyes dripping, and saw that the young man who was shaking the folding fan was wearing a half-mask of ice jade like Yue Qingchen, but the style was much more coquettish than the former one, wearing scarlet clothes and a snow fox A cloak made of fur.His crimson clothes were embroidered with a patch of Yuxi Xuetang in full bloom. When it moved with the wind, it was as if he was in a field of flowers, and he seemed to be able to smell the tangy fragrance of Yuxi Tang.

It was actually Ji Ditang who had met once at the Lying Chan Temple.

Ji Ditang saw that the middle-aged rough Taoist was fascinated by him, but he didn't care. He tilted his head and looked at him with great interest.But after hearing what Wan Qing said just now, Yunya scrutinized Wan Qing from head to toe with a scrutiny of a suspect, her face was even more stinky than before, she frowned suspiciously like a trampled cat : "You, live with him?"

Ji Ditang immediately smiled and rolled his eyes: "Aya, why are you still acting like a child who is about to cry if you don't get candy?"

"Shut up!" Yun Ya yelled at him unbearably, "I've been bad luck for eight lifetimes, how could I meet you everywhere?"

"This is called a fateful meeting." Ji Ditang folded the fan, put the handle on Yunya's shoulder, and said with a sly smile, "Aya, we were destined to meet each other in our previous life."

Yunya rolled her eyes at his attitude, and unceremoniously pulled his broken fan off her shoulders, and then asked Wan Qing directly: "The situation is urgent, I have something important to discuss with him, Yue Where did Qingchen go?"

Wan Qing opened her mouth, but couldn't answer, because he didn't know where Yue Qingchen had gone. Ji Ditang looked at the furnishings in the room, but said clearly: "I guess he is looking for Mr. Hengwu. Yes, the Yaozu came here aggressively to ask for an explanation, the two of them really should have a good discussion."

"Monster Race?" Wan Qing was stunned for a moment, because the original book didn't seem to have such a plot, "Both brothers, who can explain this development to Pindao?"

The two looked at each other, Yunya quickly turned her head away, her eyes inadvertently glanced at the ancient mirrors displayed in the room, but she suddenly stopped, her face completely sank.

After a cup of tea, Xiaoxiang is on the water side.

"Master," Xiaoxing half-kneeled on the ground, holding a black name card in both hands, and handed it respectfully to the man in green shirt next to the table, "The demon king brought a group of people to Xiaoxiang, and now he is standing across the river. Outside of one side of the enchantment, he just handed over the card and said that he wanted to see you by name."

When the man in green shirt took the invitation card from her hand, he felt Xiaoxing's fingers tremble slightly, presumably he couldn't bear the violent and bewitching aura on the invitation card.He calmly injected a ray of spiritual energy into Xiaoxing's meridians along the joints of his fingers, and only after he felt that the other party's disordered internal energy was stable, he spread the name card made of crow feathers on the table, Wen Sheng said to the white-clothed man sitting opposite him: "Qingchen, do you think I saw it or not?"

Yue Qingchen glanced at the Heiyu post on the case, but did not answer this question, but continued the previous topic: "Heng Wu, you haven't told me the truth, these years, you really have been Have you never given up looking for her scattered spirit?"

Luo Mingche was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said: "Senior Su is the No. 1 person who has entered the holy realm for thousands of years. I am not the only one who wants to find the secret realm she left behind. Didn't you even go to Beiming to try to summon her soul? What? , Qingchen, is this strange?"

"You know, that's not what I'm talking about," Yue Qingchen said lightly, "You and I know what's in the Thousand Mirror Group, Ming Che, I just want to ask you, have you found it all these years?" Shang Datian listened to some things?"

Hearing this, Luo Mingche's gaze at Yue Qingchen suddenly became far-reaching. Just as he was about to say something, Xiao Xing came to report in a hurry: "Master, the demon king, regardless of his subordinates, is in the enchantment. There was a conflict with the people in my door, Mr. Rong Yin arrived just now, and he was already fighting with them. In addition, the mirror of the Hundred Ghosts appeared..."

"Wang Shujun, ouch, I found you." At this moment, a disheveled Taoist priest suddenly scrambled into the door and took the initiative to complete the second half of the sentence for her, "Amitabha, poor Taoist priest It's the first time I saw so many monsters, no, it's not important, I just saw from the ancient mirror that Qingluan's side is not very good, it seems that some big demons from the demon clan have mixed in!"

The sixth volume