The devil attacks me every day

"You don't know who I'm looking for..." Meng Qi'an muttered in a low voice, with [-] words 'I don't want to go' written on his face.

"Mr. Huaixian, Meng Zhile." Zhuang Nanhai's answer was concise and to the point.

Meng Qi'an was taken aback: "How do you know?"

Did Zhuang Nanhai remember everything?

No, even if he remembered, Huai Xianjun didn't exist in his memory?

Zhuang Nanhai crossed his arms, leaned against the bronze wall, and said, "You just need to answer this deal, whether you want to change it or not."

"...Do you have to go to the Huanyun Sect?" Meng Qi'an was troubled, "How about I cover you and you go alone?"

Zhuang Nanhai didn't back down at all: "You go with me."

Meng Qi'an sighed deeply.

Huanyunzong has people he doesn't want to see, but the person he wants to see will go to Huanyunzong.

Meng Qi'an and Zhuang Nanhai leaned against the bronze wall together and compromised: "Okay. But how can you help me find someone?"

There was no light in the tunnel, but Meng Qi'an seemed to see Zhuang Nanhai smiling.

He turned his head sideways, looked at the young man beside him, and slightly curved his lips: "I already have a clue."

Meng Qi'an suddenly got up from the wall, his eyes were shining, he unconsciously approached Zhuang Nanhai, raised his head slightly and asked, "Really? Can you tell me first?

I will not regret it, I will go to Huanyun with you! "

Zhuang Nanhai's smile became a little unfathomable.

The young man who was approaching did not defend him, he subconsciously reached out to caress his face, but turned halfway and stroked his hair.

"We have to go back first." Zhuang Nanhai only lightly stroked Meng Qi'an's hair with his palm, and quickly took it back without being abrupt.

He didn't know where to conjure a strip of black cloth, and picked it on his finger: "Let's go, I'll take you out."

The experience of being scared and vomiting just now made Meng Qi'an a little embarrassed. He lowered his head and touched his nose, then quickly took the cloth strip and tied it on the

on his own eyes.

"Let's go then," he said.

The big warm hand gently held his cool palm.A little tighter than before, and a little hotter.

I don't know if it's Meng Qi'an's illusion. When walking through the long mummy forest, except for the occasional scratches on the clothes on his body, there is no other place around him.

There was no smell of the fishy smell of dried corpses.

On the contrary, a gust of fresh breeze gently brushed his cheek.

When returning to the wind barrier from the long tunnel, Hei Ya and Lu Zhixue could only temporarily return to the bone flute tassel on Zhuang Nanhai's waist.

"Senior Lu, why did the master enclose himself and Mr. Meng just now, and even bothered to use black vines to exchange the wind from the outside?" Hei Ya was puzzled.

, asked in a low voice.

"Tsk..." Of course it was to take care of Mr. Meng's sensitive sense of smell.

Lu Zhixue explained lazily, and replied perfunctorily, "Anyway, you can't learn it, you can see it."

Black Bud:?

How to speak?He seems to have been a king!

·

After Zhuang Nanhai left the wind barrier, he changed his face into the Chinese character face.Probably because the thick eyebrows and big eyes look a bit like Gu Shan, Meng Qi'an doesn't think so.

Zhuang Nanhai's new face was awkward, but seeing him in Xue Jizong's regular uniform made him laugh, it was the first time for this man to wear blue clothes.

"Where did you get your clothes?" Meng Qi'an couldn't help asking secretly.

Zhuang Nanhai didn't speak, but just stretched out his hand, and the sleeve with the moon white frost turned into black instantly, exactly the same as his previous clothes.

Meng Qi'an pinched the material of his clothes, it seemed that it was different from his own.

"Will this dress disappear if you take it off?" He asked seemingly unintentionally.

"If you leave me, you will disappear." Zhuang Nanhai replied.

Meng Qi'an rolled his eyes around, took out Youshu's outer robe from Nahaizhu, and asked: "Didn't this come off from you?

"

"..."

Zhuang Nanhai didn't change his face, he snatched the Youshu robe back, pointed to the place where the disciples of Xueji Sect gathered in front, and said: "They seem to be saying

whats the matter. "

After finishing speaking, he walked forward quickly, leaving Meng Qi'an standing alone.

"Hey you—" Meng Qi'an looked at Zhuang Nanhai's dull back, blinked, and couldn't help laughing.

Then he took out the Chiyang Sword, looked at it carefully several times, and sighed: "The spirit of the fire dragon, the three thousand red flames... I said why are you so

Coincidentally, how could there be two identical swords in the world..."

Speaking of this, Meng Qi'an suddenly felt a little dazed, raised his head to look at Zhuang Nanhai's back, and murmured to himself: "However, how could he know?"

Someone was selling swords in Dao Benjingyu that day? "

……

Xue Jizong's vitality has been seriously injured this time, and the spiritual veins in the sect are different, so it is no longer suitable as a resident of the Xianzong.

Wan Ting Sect has always been on good terms with Xue Ji Sect. After Su Yaowei communicated with the sect, he decided to bring some of his disciples back to Wan Ting to practice.

Elders need to find another place to be the residence of Xueji Sect.

"But many of us have not recovered the spiritual energy in their bodies..." Heyu helped to take care of the disciples whose spiritual energy had been washed away, and worried: "They

Now I can’t adjust my breath normally, and some people vomit blood…”

Su Yao opened the jade bone fan with a slight 'swish', and fanned it very chicly, saying: "That's how it is. The injured disciples in the Xueji Sect, all

Follow me to Huanyunzong for recuperation later. "

"Is it ok? Do you need to discuss it with Sect Master Huanyun?" Heyu asked.

"Oh, there's no need. I'll just talk to Shu Cangzhu." Su Yaowei, who is usually thick-skinned, waved his hands indifferently.He is the same

Shu Cangzhu made friends with him and was never polite to him. On the contrary, Shu Cangzhu admired his slapstick human touch, and established an extremely deep friendship for thousands of years

.

As the number one medicine sect in Liuhe, the Huanyun sect can naturally take care of Xue Ji's disciple's body well.The people brought by Su Yaowei began to make simple arrangements for everyone in Xueji.

If he is healthy, he will go back to the Wanting Sect with the other three Taoist saints, and the rest of the wounded will stay and go to the Huanyun Sect with Su Yaowei.

Seeing that Su Yaowei's people were already walking towards him, Meng Qi'an slapped Zhuang Nanhai hard on the back.

"Cough..." Zhuang Nanhai couldn't help coughing after being slapped so suddenly.

He turned his head to look at Meng Qi'an with that dull Chinese character face, probably because of a different face, he felt inexplicably wronged when his face was expressionless

.

"Hiss..." Meng Qi'an blew on his fiery palm, and gave him a sideways glance: "It hurts me even more when I hit you... why are you standing still? Spitting blood

? ”

Zhuang Nanhai glanced at the two people walking towards him from the corner of his eye.

He turned his head back silently, spitting out a mouthful of blood expressionlessly.

"There are two more here!" The two hurried to help Zhuang Nanhai, and saw Meng Qi'an's face was pale with blood on the corners of his lips, and the moon-white clothes on his shoulders were covered with blood.

It was dyed bright red, and helped the two away together.

"Hey, Zhao Qian? Zhao Qian, don't you want to go to Wanting with us?" Seeing Meng Qi'an being taken away from her, He Yu stretched out her hand to grab him.

Meng Qi'an turned around, coughed, and spat out two mouthfuls of blood.

Zhuang Nanhai: "..."

He Yu's eyes immediately turned red, and she cried while talking: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow?

"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow…”

Behind her, a group of disciples who were well protected by Meng Qi'an and were about to go to Wan Tingzong to practice stood up one after another, holding the two with tears in their eyes.

Su Yaowei's people warned: "Young Master Zhao is our savior, we must save him!"

"Young Master Zhao! You take good care of your wounds, we will go and see you..."

"Young Master Zhao, you must cheer up!"

"..."

Meng Qi'an licked the blood forced out from the corner of his mouth: "..."

With a weak smile, he waved to the children: "I... will take care of..."

As he spoke, he leaned against the person who was helping him, making an appearance that he was seriously injured and unable to walk.Zhuang Nanhai's dull Chinese face

For the first time, he smiled, as if he was laughing at himself.

Meng Qi'an glared at Zhuang Nanhai, but saw that the smile in his eyes was extremely gentle, just like Zhuang Qing from a hundred years ago.

He looked back abruptly.

Heart skipped a beat.

·

Everyone in Xueji was divided into two.

He Yu sneaked several glances at the place where Yuan Jin was, lowered her head and kept moaning.

Standing beside her, Yang Ye crossed his arms and said lazily, "Wan Ting is the number one Taoist sect in Liuhe, so you can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. If you go to Wan Ting,

I saw Venerable Tao, remember to give me a second look~"

The little girl's voice was muffled, and she kept drawing circles on the ground with her feet: "How can I see him..."

"Naturally, you have to have dreams! Your master is Sect Master Huai's favorite student. Isn't Sect Master Huai and Venerable Tao a good relationship? What if you see him?

! ”

Heyu's girls' thoughts were interrupted by Yang Ye's chattering.

She rubbed her face, but she had no strength to answer: "Yeah, okay, I promise you, if Venerable Tao returns to Wan Ting, I'll pester him to see him, okay?

"

Speaking of this, she glanced at Yang Ye, pursed her lips, and asked, "What's the matter with you and Huai Ke? There are so many people, why is it your turn?"

Come to deliver medicine. "

Yang Ye pondered for a moment, then smiled and replied: "You ask Huai Ke, my family doesn't care about me, he is the son of Patriarch Huai!"

Huai Ke, who has made great contributions, has not left for the time being, and was taken to a corner by Patriarch Huai and taught him a lesson for a long time.

He Yu raised her neck and looked at Huai Ke, the latter was as listless as a chick now, after taking a look, she felt very boring, and said: "

That's all, let's not talk anymore, I'm going to find my master. "

After habitually spit out the word "Master", she was stunned for a while.She lowered her eyes, secretly sad for a while, scratched her hair with her tender little hands, and

Then he waved his hand to Yang Ye: "You should go back too."

As far as she knew, the members of the Yang family in Zhongtu had already left, and Yang Ye was left alone, so he stayed here and wandered around.

"Understood, I'm still waiting for Huai Ke to finish his training, so I'll ask him to go shopping in this mirror area together...you can go." He smiled brightly, and waved his hand vigorously

Waving, "Kapian has always been in love with Senior Lin Shuiyao of the Wan Ting Sect. If you see her, you have to convey his admiration for Mu Mian!"

Lin Shuiyao, a well-known beauty in Liuhe, is as cold as frost, and with excellent talent, she is the goddess in the hearts of young talents.

Heyu raised her eyebrows and teased: "Could it be that you are so pleased with her that you planted it on Yang Kumian?...Okay, okay, I understand, if you can

Definitely tell her your name, Yang Shuwen! "

She had done her own ideological work, let out a deep breath, and walked towards Yuan Jin as if she was dying.

She expected that Yuan Jin would stop talking to her, or avoid suspicion because of her emotions, or even loathe her, but she never expected that she would take that in her heart

On the top of the tip, the man like the moon and the breeze, still the same as in the past ten years, stretched out his hand to her.

"Heyu, come." Yuan Jin's hand was as warm as ever, and he straightened her messy hair, "Let's go."

The grievance in her heart, the sadness of being rejected, and the inseparable feeling for him suddenly turned into a wave of enthusiasm, which rushed straight into her eyes.

"Yeah!" She nodded several times, and followed with tears in her smile.

When the two walked away, Huai Ke, who had been reprimanded, came with his head bowed, put his arm on his shoulder and asked listlessly, "What are you looking at...

... "

Yang Ye rubbed his nose, concealed the loneliness in his eyes, and smiled: "It's nothing. Let's go too. Xue Ji has something to do, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

Huai Ke slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, "Yeah, Yunpinxueji, it's over here... let's go."

The author has something to say:

Lu Zhixue: Because the master is following you, he knows everything!

Hei Ya: There are many urban routines...but the master still has no wife

Meng Qi'an: The Best Actor Oscar is mine!

Zhuang Nanhai: ...No one will compete with you

Su Yaowei: Hehehe, go to Huanyun to find Shu Cangzhu to play with

The volume of Yunpin Xueji is over (Xueji sect is cold, so it is called Yunpin Xueji 233)

As can be seen from the name of the next volume, the two trees are finally about to bloom

Thank you Nanfeng Nutrient Solution x10~ Mu Mu Da~