The paranoid boss Hei Yueguang escaped from marriage

At the hour of Chen, Luzhou is in the north.

Huaqing Mio didn't leave after crossing the white water, so she called for a room at the inn on the other side, rested her forehead with one hand, and lay down on the couch with her legs crossed to drink.

One hundred taels of peach blossom drunk, he drank it as if he was not short of money, ordered a full thirty pots, and then entertained himself facing the breeze and bright moon alone.The dishes on the table are all fresh, but he didn't even mention the silver chopsticks.

"Guest officer, I've found out everything." Xiaoer put a white towel on his shoulders, bowed his head and guarded the door respectfully. "There have been a lot of immortal cultivators in the town in the past month. It is said that it is because there is an immortal grave on Cuiluo Mountain on the other side."

If there is no treasure in the world of cultivating immortals, he will not come to the door. I am afraid that the news of an immortal grave on the other side will not only leave the Hehuanzong family.

Hanasei Mio nodded slightly, and casually threw out an ingot of broken silver. "Thank you!"

"Hey! Guest officer, you are spending too much money! If you have anything to say, let me call you Xiaoliu."

Hana Seki Mio pursed her lips, sort of smiling.

Xiaoliu closed the door, Huaqing Mio took out from her bosom the secret letter from the Suzerain Sect Master about him, read it again, her long eyebrows frowned unconsciously.The green phoenix that I met in Cuiluo Mountain yesterday, I heard that it also died during the Daoist struggle, and for some reason, he couldn't be reincarnated, looking at his appearance, it seemed that he was also infected with some demonic energy.

He deliberately angered Qing Luanniao yesterday, and broke the celestial aura of that fellow, fearing that that fellow would not be able to go back to Bi Luotian.

It's okay not to go back.

Since Qingluan was tainted with demonic energy, even if he succeeded in cultivating immortals from the ghost way by chance, after he went to Biluotian, he would still have to be looked down upon by all the immortals.

...It must have been contaminated with demonic energy!Otherwise, with the status of the No. 30 triple sky blue luan fairy general in the past, how could he be so vulnerable when he first met yesterday?That layer of light blue spiritual power cover is just an empty shell to Hana Seishi Mio today.If it was against other heavenly demons yesterday, Qingluan would not even be able to keep a complete corpse, and would be swallowed up as a blood meal.

Furthermore, if the wisp of devilish energy he saw at the bow of the Baishui Ferry was not from the blue luan bird, where could it have come from?Yesterday he quickly arrived at the top of Cuiluo Mountain, only to see Qingluan.

On Cuiluo Mountain yesterday, there was no one else.Even the Hehuan Sect didn't see anyone coming.

Therefore, those remaining devilish energy must have come from Qingluan.

Yurun gently tapped her finger on the desk, answering!Huaqing Mio put down the wine cup on her lips, stared down at the green peach blossom drunk liquid in the cup for a moment, her beautiful lips parted slightly, and let out a chuckle.

The person reflected in the cup also laughed.

Huaqing Mio actually remembered Qingluan Immortal General Qingluan who was on duty in Phoenix Palace in Biluo No. 30 in the past, and also remembered that Qingluan Immortal General would smile and salute him every time he met.But apart from this level, when he had an accident by the Yaochi, he seemed to have caught a glimpse of Qingluan through the shadowy figures of the immortals.

After that, Qingluan Immortal General seemed to have said something to him.Perhaps, she promised him forever, or she confessed her love to him when he was in distress.

There are many things, there always seems to be something else between him and Qingluan.

But not long after the incident in Yaochi, he picked out the bones of the immortals by the side of the reincarnation well in Biluotian. In the reincarnation well, the ghost fell infinitely, and lost the ghost.The bones are incomplete, and the three souls have lost their ghost again, and some memories may also be forgotten.

Huaqing Mio, who lacked a soul, can no longer remember those vague "something else".

That's all!Zuo is just nonsense.It's just... useless words that neither of us need to remember anymore.

The tap-tapping of fingers faded away.

Huaqing Mio took another sip of the wine, thinking about it, thinking that she did a good deed yesterday, which fulfilled Qingluan's affection for him in the past.It's just that the method is a bit cruel!But he has never been afraid of these things, anyway, Huaqing Mio has long been notorious in the Three Realms.

So he got drunk for another seven days at the inn on the other side. On the eighth day early in the morning, he walked to the ferry, paid another [-] Wen, and hired a boat to cross the river.

This time when he arrived at Cuiluo Mountain, he went straight to the entrance of a cave halfway up the back mountain.The green vines at the entrance of the cave were above the knees, and the vines that were covering them were pulled away, only one person crawled in.

The inside of the cave is dark, and the sky light occasionally hits the rock wall, reflecting a little bit of white water.The water reflected on the greasy cave wall, and the sun spots rolled and rolled out ripples in the dark green moss.

Hana Qing Mio stared at the water wave for a long time, and laughed out loud.Laughter fell in the empty cave, echoing lonely.

It is rumored in the lower world that there is a fairy tomb here, but no one knows that the person buried in this tomb is Hua Qingmei.

Pull!

"Who?"

Hana Qing Mio immediately moved upon hearing the wind, before the hem of the red dress that was lifted up when it rolled up fell down, her slender fingers had already pinched a bird standing on the rock.

A... bird?

Huaqing Mio raised her eyebrows, and looked down carefully at the little bird that was squatting quietly and pretending to be dead under his fingertips.The light in the cave was dim, and he could only vaguely tell that it was not a mortal bird. The heartbeat in the bird's chest and abdomen under his fingertips fluctuated with bursts of evil spirit.

"Heh!" Hana Qing Mio's lips parted slightly, evoking a sneer. "May I have your name?"

Since he is a demon and he is cultivating in the cave where his fairy bones are buried, he must have already opened up his spiritual wisdom.So Hanaki Mio pressed her fingertips mercilessly, but her smile became more and more beautiful. "Who sent you here?"

The little bird squatted obediently under his finger, fluttered its lower eyelashes, and gently opened its vermilion beak. "Immortal Lord, spare me!"

"Xianjun?" Huaqing Mio's smile became colder and colder.

Seeing that the momentum was not right, the bird immediately changed its tone and called loudly. "Beauty, spare me!"

Mio Hanaki was taken aback.

The bird flapped its wings and flew away from the rocks in the cave in an instant, and its long and gorgeous tail feathers shone in colorful rays of light in the cave.Speaking out, his voice sounded like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. "I've lived in the cave for a long time, and I feel very lonely. Beauty, why don't you take me in?"

The words are not in vain, but the tone is serious.It's too cute!

Huaqing Mio's heart moved, her long eyebrows were raised lightly, her expression hesitated for a moment.He used to have some small hobbies in the Biluotian Cave Mansion, one of which was to keep pets.No matter what kind of root it is, as long as it is a monster with enlightened intelligence, he loves to raise it.

But since the story about Yaochi...

Mio Huaqing raised her eyelids, sneered and snapped her fingers, and with a whoosh, the strong wind rushed towards the little bird demon flying in the cave.

"Beauty, ah—!"

The bird demon screamed, and the brilliant emerald feathers fell to the ground one after another.

The black leather boots lightly stepped on the uneven rock wall, Hana Qing Mio lowered her eyes and saw the scarlet beak of the harpy splattered with blood, and said sadly to him: "Beauty, you are so cruel!"

Hanaqing Mio lowered her head, pursed her lips, and sneered silently.

It's just a little demon who has just opened up his wits, and he can't even stand the strong wind, so he probably didn't squat here specially to catch him.Hanasei Mio didn't want to cause trouble, but the addition of a bird monster made him change his mind temporarily.

He didn't plan to go to the grave to mourn himself today.

Turning around, the slender fingers casually climbed the vines and walked out of the cave.The spring was still bright outside the cave, and behind him was the mournful and shrill cry for help from the little bird.

When a bird is about to die, its song also mourns.

Hana Qing Mio sighed unconsciously, turned her head and looked deeply at the hole, feeling a little hesitant.

When the lord of Hehuan Sect contacted him, he only said that something strange happened in Luzhou, Beiju. A woodcutter saw the sun shining in the sky on Cuiluo Mountain, and then his spiritual power rose to the sky.The woodcutter is a mortal, he doesn't know that this is the birth of a rare treasure in the world of cultivating immortals, he only knows that he met an immortal.

The Hehuan Sect has been entrenched in this place for a hundred years, so naturally it got the news immediately. After several investigations, it roughly locked the location of the strange treasure in Cuiluo Mountain.I also contacted the local county annals to record that an immortal was buried here thousands of years ago, so I called it the Immortal Tomb.

Huaqing Mio pretended to accept the report, saying that she wanted to come together to pick up the leak, but she was actually worried about something strange in his own grave.

If others don't know, how can he not know? 3000 years ago, he slayed himself at the entrance of Biluotian Reincarnation Well, removed the natural immortal bone, leaving only a wisp of immortal soul thrown into the lower realm.Unexpectedly, the well of reincarnation extends in all directions. After he fell, he could not be reincarnated because his soul was incomplete and his bones were gone.

Later, he was framed and sent to the Blood Abyss Demon Prison.

After finally surviving all the hardships of the devil prison, the first thing he did after entering the human world was to search for the bones he threw into the well of reincarnation.

Only when the bones are complete can he no longer be controlled by others.

It took him 3000 years, but he only picked up 200 yuan of bones, which is still eight yuan short.Especially those two fairy bones, which are more than ordinary people, must lock his root of love.He used to practice the path of extreme emotion, and he was most afraid of the resurgence of the root of emotion, and he couldn't bear it.

There is nothing in Cuiluo Mountain, only bones.But probably because he was born as a fairy, even if he fell, that natural fairy bone is still a rare treasure that the lower world is eager to snatch.

When the light rose into the sky, someone must have moved his bones.

Who is it that has to make things difficult for him, and at this stall... tore up his grave?

Hanaqing Mio stopped, stepped on the broken rocks with silk pointed shoes, her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.After three breaths, he took out the red umbrella from his armpit, opened the umbrella, and swirled streaks of bloody rainbow light.

All the ghosts love his umbrella, but they are also afraid of his umbrella.

When he is happy, ghosts can live under this red umbrella.When he was unhappy, he would chant a mantra, and all the 32 umbrella bones turned into hot flames, piercing into the soul.

There are legends in the Three Realms that he eats ghosts because of this umbrella.

The umbrella surface spun lightly, and after piercing the hole, it turned a corner treacherously, passing by the little bird demon, and tapped twice at the bottom of the hole.The sound at the bottom of the cave was dull, and it didn't sound like it had been moved.

At least not anytime soon.

Huaqing Mio frowned, could it be that the visitor just broke into the cave a few days ago, and after seeing the fairy bones and rare treasures, they actually passed the treasure mountain and returned empty-handed?

It doesn't make sense!

Even if you are not a demon cultivator, you don't need refining tools. Even if you refine a piece of fairy bone, it will be of great benefit to your practice.If you meet someone with good aptitude and understanding, at least 200 years of practice time can be saved.

Could it be that a certain fairy from Bi Luotian passed by here, everyone is a fairy, so they must look down on his white bones?

No, that would make no sense.

Hanaqing Mio was silent.He is a celestial being conceived from the Milky Way thousands of years ago. After the Taoist War, no ancient celestial being was born again.So even for Bi Luotian and his descendants, his bones can be regarded as immortal treasures, which can comprehend the innate laws of ancient times.

So a few days ago, who broke into Cuiluo Mountain and caused a commotion in the world?

Huaqing Mio pondered for too long, Hong Luosan didn't see the master's call for a long time, and actually planned to fly back by herself.When passing by the little bird monster again, Hong Luosan paused, the little bird monster was still coughing up blood.

I don't know what the red umbrella, which was born with wisdom, was thinking, but it took advantage of the trend to pick up the tip of the umbrella, hung the little bird demon high on the tip of the umbrella, and returned it to Huaqing Mio's hand in a whirl.

Yurun pinched lightly with her fingertips, her knuckles turned white.

Mio Huaqing lowered her head, and saw the little harpy looking at him eagerly, the bird's beak was dripping with blood, and the brilliant green feathers were now even dimmed.

"You want to ask me to save you?"

Hanaqing Mio pursed her lips, her voice was indifferent.

The little bird demon spat out a mouthful of blood with difficulty, and the clear and clear youthful voice was pitiful, yet inexplicably, charming.

"No, I just think... Since I'm going to die, it's better to die at the hands of you, beauty."