The villain brother only wants salted fish

Bai Qing Yunmao waist quietly walked towards the center of Renxiu's camp, Hua Zhushui and Enhe approached Ye Qinghe to discuss the route of attack tomorrow, even Ye Qinghe couldn't hold on to his senior brother at this time.

Relying on the head-to-head kill to pull away the man who was relying on him, he gritted his teeth and promised to play a new game with him tonight, and then drove this little dipping cake away.Seeing Ye Qing and the three steps and one turning figure disappear at the end of the intersection, Bai Qingyun happily jumped up from the bed, changed her clothes and walked towards the station.

Today Renxiu has a celebration banquet. Although he has no interest in gathering a group of people, according to Lingxuan, there is an unlimited supply of special desserts for the Tianshan tribe today. Bai Qingyun believes that it is a waste if you don’t eat it for free In principle, I resolutely decided to go to participate.

The monks don't like to eat, so they can't live up to the kindness of the Tianshan people.

So the task of eating delicious food was completed by him, Jing Mingjun, a model of immortality.

There is actually no difference between a monk's banquet and a mortal's banquet. It is nothing more than a bunch of banquets with wine, singing and dancing.

Bai Qingyun had no interest in chatting with people or watching shows, so she filled her plate with food and found a corner to eat hard.

The form of the banquet is quite novel. All kinds of delicacies are placed on the tables on both sides, and you can pick up what you like and eat by yourself.

As he expected, although there are many delicacies, few people move their chopsticks. Almost everyone gathers in twos and threes to chat and chat, or get up after drinking and pull fellow practitioners to compete with swords.

Bai Qingyun's sharp eyes saw a monk who drank too much spirit wine, so he became happy and snatched his companion's spirit sword, saying it was a horse, and driving the spirit sword was Yujian soaring to the sky.The companion was so angry that he chased him for three blocks before he was knocked out, knocked unconscious and thrown into the river.Anyway, the monks will not drown, and the bubbles will just sober them up.

Lingxuan, who had been on the sidelines for a long time, nodded and pretended to pour the hangover soup, then turned around and dragged Wenming Wenyue to the group of female nuns.

This group of female cultivators are all wearing different Taoist robes and have different levels of cultivation and appearance, but without exception, there are meaningful smiles on their faces, and they are talking about whether there is a weird laugh.

Bai Qingyun shook her body, and consciously turned her gaze away.He told himself not to think about what they were saying, or he would regret it.

In fact, different from what everyone imagined, monks don’t need to stand on the spirit sword to fly, and they can even float without the sword, but everyone agrees that standing on the sword is more handsome, so it is the default.

Thinking about it, it's okay during the day, but at night, seeing a person in white clothes floating in the air, especially if these people still have long hair, they will be half scared if they happen to look at them.

Bai Qingyun bit her chopsticks and looked at these happy monks with smiles in her eyes.

Although he said that it is enough to eat, drink and lie down, but in his heart he still desires to enjoy the excitement. On weekdays, these monks are all educated to respect teachers, be stable and mature, know etiquette and pay attention to manners, and have monks It looks like that, and only when you drink enough wine when encountering such a happy event, can you release your nature a little bit.

It looked noisier than usual, but more pleasant.

Among the three races of humans, monsters and demons, only human cultivation can make him feel like a companion.Leaving aside the demon clan, although he has already done demon cultivation now, and the demon clan people are straightforward and easy to get along with, but after staying for a long time, there is still a sense of alienation.This is probably the kind of companionship in the bones.

So Bai Qingyun is actually very grateful to Ye Qinghe, who obviously hates getting along with others so much, and is willing to get along with the human race for him.

Speaking of which, I miss Ye Qinghe a bit.

Bai Qingyun looked at the delicious food on the plate, and made up her mind to share some of them back with Ye Qinghe.Thinking of this, Bai Qingyun was about to get up, but a strange young man in white walked up to him.

This young man was dressed in snow-white clothes and a sage crown on his head. With his head buried, he couldn't see his face clearly, so he hurriedly looked at Bai Qingyun and sat down next to him.The sudden strangeness made Bai Qingyun startled. The two of them were too close, beyond the distance of ordinary strangers. He couldn't help frowning, but when he looked up, he heard a familiar voice.

"Mr. Jing Ming, let me sit down for a while, don't let people find me."

The young man in white raised his head, and a beautiful and dignified face suddenly appeared in front of him.Looking at the familiar figure, Bai Qingyun said in surprise:

"Why are you dressed like this? I thought you weren't here."

Ye Qinghe couldn't bring his subordinates here, but his subordinates were all cold-faced monks in black robes. He checked carefully and there was no sign of Bai Ling.

"How can such an important event as attacking the demon clan be absent? My intuition tells me that there must be a lot of material. As for this outfit," Bai Ling tugged at his sleeve and smiled wryly: "You forgot what happened before, if I If you don’t sneak in in disguise, I’m afraid Master Qinghe will chop me up the first time he sees me.”

Ye Qinghe didn't let her come over, not only that, but also ordered her to stay in the soil for another five or six months.Bai Ling sneaked here by himself, if it wasn't for the token of the Asura League on his body, Renxiu almost wouldn't let him in.

Thinking about how hard it has been for her these days, not only do she have to avoid Ye Qinghe, but also the cold-faced monks in black robes headed by Liu Suiyun. These days, she is hiding in Tibet and collecting materials for writing scripts everywhere, which is very difficult.

Bai Lingling said, "Fortunately, Master Qinghe and the others didn't come to the banquet, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come today."

After hearing the words, Bai Qingyun realized that there was not a single subordinate of Ye Qinghe in Renxiu.Ye Qinghe's Asura League accepts people regardless of their backgrounds. Human race, monster race, and demon race are all good, as long as they swear allegiance and prove their ability, they can enter.Bai Qingyun remembered that among the black-robed monks there were also monks from the human race, but without exception, they all missed the banquet.

Thinking of those monks' murderous aura and cold air, as well as their unsmiling faces, even though they were careful to hide them, Bai Qingyun vaguely realized that the monks of the Shura League should not be ordinary monks.At least the word Shura in the Shura League should not be taken casually.

Bai Qingyun lowered her head, her sharp eyes saw the person next to her reaching out to quietly take a piece of pastry from her plate, she quickly put the plate under her body, and said righteously: "You can take whatever you want!"

This is what he intends to leave to Ye Qinghe, and no one else can get involved.

"Master Bai, please share with me," Bai Ling pouted at the group of female cultivators in the distance, "Is someone still chasing me?"

There were about three or five female cultivators in that group, and they seemed to come out of Lingxuan's group.Right now, I'm looking around, wondering what I'm looking for?

"Chasing you? How did you provoke them?"

"No, how can I provoke people! It's them, they accidentally discovered my alias in the storybook world before, and now one or two are chasing me to write the storybook!"

Otherwise, why would she disguise herself as a man at a good banquet today, and she can only hide in this corner, not even daring to take things.

"Is that the case?" Bai Qingyun shook her head, "Why is it worth being afraid of?"

"It's worth it!" Bai Ling nodded frantically and panicked: "I didn't say what I promised before, and the reason I gave was to retreat to the death to attack the gods. Here, everyone probably hates me to death. Now they are threatening to arrest me and lock me up in a small dark room, and they are not allowed to come out until I finish writing."

When a monk reaches a certain level, the way of heaven will be extremely harsh. Every time a level is raised, the thunder will become more dangerous. I don't know how many monks can't survive the thunder.Under such circumstances, retreating and adjusting the state to meet the sky thunder has become the best choice for monks who are about to break through but feel that they have no hope.

This kind of thing should not be sloppy, and it is the top priority of monks in the cultivation world.In the face of death, the script can only be a trivial matter.

Imagine that the author who I have been worried about for a long time suddenly appears in front of me alive and kicking, and sees that not only has his cultivation base not reached the level of transformation, but there is no sign of a breakthrough.

It is conceivable that the anger in the hearts of these female cultivators whose manuscripts were hidden by the writers in a fancy way can be imagined.

"So you can't use your pen?"

"I can't help it. The days when I don't need to write a storybook are so happy that I don't have the mood to write at all."

And every time I pick up a pen, I suddenly find that the tired scenery outside the window suddenly becomes beautiful, the tea becomes delicious, and even the sun that hangs in the sky every day becomes big and red.

Bai Qingyun was at a loss for words for a while, seeing Bai Ling's appearance of being afraid of the female cultivator and unwilling to write, she felt that the other party was annoying and pitiful.Finally, after thinking about it, he still gave Bai Ling half a piece of pastry from his own plate.

Bai Ling looked at the cake in his hand with tears streaming down his face, opened his mouth wide and swallowed it directly.Feeling the tears bursting from the tip of her tongue, she couldn't help but squinted her eyes, finally comforting her tired body and mind.

The two sat there like this until the banquet was almost over, during which Bai Qingyun got up to help Bai Ling get some delicious food.Looking at the delicious food on the plate, Bai Ling was very excited, and said that he would definitely publish a reverse story book someday to express his gratitude.

Bai Qingyun thought of Bai Ling's style, and shook her head suddenly, thinking that you are in the best state if you talk less now.

After eating and drinking, Bai Ling looked at the female nuns with trembling hair.It happened that Bai Qingyun also wanted to leave, so she tiptoed away from the banquet while helping Bai Ling to cover the nun's sight with the food box.In line with the principle of good people sending Buddha to the west, he decided to send Bai Ling back to his house.

After all, he was actually a little curious about where Bai Ling lived in Renxiu's residence so that he could hide from the crowd.He followed Bai Ling around and around the station, and finally arrived at the destination, the most border of the station, before he became dizzy.

Seeing the desolate scene in front of him, Bai Qingyun looked around and couldn't find any shelter from the wind and rain, so he couldn't help sighing.

"Did you eat and sleep outside these days?"

"How is it possible!" Bai Ling shook his head, he lowered his head and stomped his feet, the ground in front of the prototype suddenly collapsed, revealing a circular black hole.

It turned out that she lived underground, no wonder no one found her.

Bai Qingyun was a little curious, she stretched her neck and looked down, but it was dark inside and she couldn't see anything clearly.He couldn't help frowning, and just as he was about to make a tactic, a burst of purple smoke suddenly appeared from the black hole.

The purple smoke flickered brightly from time to time, and Bai Qingyun coughed out of choking, and her lungs were burning hot.He couldn't help shaking his head, feeling dizzy in the brain and heavy eyelids.

Strange, it's not time yet, why does he want to sleep?

Let's go back first.

Bai Qingyun shook her head, holding the food box and was about to say goodbye, but when she turned around, she saw Bai Ling expressionless, and kicked him into the black hole.

His body was falling, and he wanted to move the water without even thinking about it, but his body was so heavy that he couldn't use his strength at all.The purple smoke in the black hole was thicker than before, and Bai Qingyun's brain was so dizzy that Bai Qingyun couldn't hold it anymore, and slowly closed his eyes.