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Hang Hehuan paced back and forth in the dream, desperately thinking about how to solve this matter.

Reviewing and reviewing the content I read before, Hang Hehuan is only convinced of one thing: that is the real Hang Hehuan, no matter what happened before, but there is absolutely no tendency or foreshadowing to imply that Hang Hehuan will be a demon!

So, there's a good chance this is just a hoax!Furthermore, if this body is really a demon, it should have been shaken out of the prototype by the daily bell of Liujing Mountain. How could it still exist today?If it doesn’t work, she remembers that another special product of Liujing Mountain was mentioned in the original text: Jingjing.This name... I won't complain about it for now.In the original text, it was said that this face of Jingzi can show any inhuman appearance, as long as I sneak away to Liujing Mountain to take a photo, I can prove it...

Although Hang Hehuan's plan was very good, but Nai He was still shocked by the pair of purple pupils just now.

No matter how sure it was that Hang Hehuan couldn't be a demon, there was still a trace of uneasiness buried in it.

Here, Hang Hehuan, who was in a hurry in the dream but couldn't get out, didn't know that there was a person standing beside her bed. This person stretched out his hand and hung directly above her forehead, and when he saw Hang Hehuan with his eyes closed, he frowned again With an expression of struggling again, he retracted his fingers, as if he had pulled something out of Hang Hehuan's body, and he held it into a ball. Soon, a purple-blue mist appeared in the empty space of his palm, forming a ball that seemed to linger.

The man tightened his five fingers slightly, and the thing let out a sharp cry, and it was not the voice of a single person. It sounded like men, women, old and young crying and wailing, and the man frowned slightly without pausing. The five fingers clenched into a fist, and the thing in the palm disappeared without a trace along with those cries.

Hang Hehuan, who was still asleep on the bed, had a much more stable expression, no longer frowning, and her breathing became even.That person stood beside her bed for a while, and left quietly after confirming that she was all right.

It just left a very light cold fragrance in the room.

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Hang Hehuan woke up listening to the bells of Liujing Mountain, stared at the roof of the tent for a while with his eyes open, and then turned sideways and beat the bed, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ah--"

"Bang bang—"

"what!"

"Senior sister, are you okay?!"

"No, nothing... are you okay?"

"Oh, senior sister, someone from Liujing Mountain said that the Fourth Elder invited you over."

Hang Hehuan rubbed his painful hand, "Got it, tell him to wait, I'll go out right away."

"Yes."

Hang Hehuan got up quickly to get dressed, washed her hair, tied her long hair with a plain ribbon and put it behind her, looking very clean and tidy.Hang Hehuan nodded in satisfaction at the person in the mirror, this skin is really attractive.

As soon as he opened the door and went out, he saw a half-grown child in white clothes standing not far from the door. When he saw Hang Hehuan opened the door, he raised his head and called, "Senior Sister."

Hang Hehuan looked up, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart: there are still other people on Wanji Mountain!The little junior in front of me appeared once or twice in the original text, but only his surname and even his first name were never mentioned. Hang Hehuan also complained about this: the author is definitely too lazy to remember his name...

"Junior Brother Ning." Hang Hehuan covered his face and yawned, and walked towards the little disciple.

Ning Zhan looked at Hang Hehuan, and murmured in his heart: "Senior sister, why doesn't she look the same as usual..."

But I muttered in my heart, still remembering the people who were waiting for them in the meeting hall on the mountainside, "Senior sister, let's go down, the brothers from Liujing Mountain are still waiting for us."

Hang Hehuan nodded, "Well, let's go."

There is only one way to go down, even if Hang Hehuan just fell in these few days and didn't dare to run around, he can feel it.

Hang Hehuan was idle and bored, and asked casually: "Is the food on our mountain still delicious these days?"

Ning Zhan, who was about a step behind her, nodded when he heard the words, "Very good," he thought for a while and added, "It's as good as before."

"Oh," Hang Hehuan replied, "Then what did you eat yesterday?"

Ning Zhan paused for a moment, unable to figure out the meaning of Hang Hehuan's words, so he could only answer obediently and truthfully, "It's the same as usual vegetables and mushrooms, senior sister, haven't you eaten?"

Hang Hehuan nodded secretly, sure enough, everyone ate these tasteless things, "Oh, I ate it, I ate it. So you gave us all the meals these days?"

"No, senior sister, have you forgotten? It's Ah Ling's turn to deliver meals this month."

Hang Hehuan rubbed his chin, no wonder these days the hot food was always set on the table at the meal time, and the dishes would be taken away after a short time after eating. It turned out that someone specially delivered the food.

The original text did not mention that there was food delivery, it only said that all the disciples except Leng Qingjue and her lived in the house on the mountainside.Firstly, there is a platform on the mountainside for those disciples to get up and practice their exercises every morning; secondly, there is a wind bridge on the mountainside, which makes it more convenient to travel between the mountains.

The distance from the top of the mountain to the mountainside was not too far, but their speed of descending was not slow, so they arrived at the meeting hall on the mountainside very quickly.

As soon as Hang Hehuan entered, he was caught in the eyes by a shiny bald head!

After the flash, Hang Hehuan's heart was full of joy: "He, he... this is a character who met a plot!! This guy is definitely the first helper who later controlled the Wanhua Mountain Gate! Don't ask her Why do I remember it so clearly? Because the author almost cheated the article by now!!"

Hang Hehuan tidied up a bit. The waves in his heart were turbulent, and he pulled his face, trying to maintain the expression that was most suitable for the first disciple of Wan Jishan's deserted and clear, "Brother Lian Yu."

The person who was called, Shi Shiran, turned around, with just the right six points of dust, three points of smile, and one point of Confucianism on his face, and his voice was as gentle as fine sand, "Junior Sister Hehuan."

Hang Hehuan was a bit chilly, but he still maintained a calm and cold image on his face, even though there were only two of them in the hall.

"Senior Brother Lian Yu came to Wanji Mountain to look for me, but what's the matter?" Hang Hehuan complained to himself after finishing speaking: This is really a wasteful sentence that cannot be repeated...

On the contrary, Lian Yu continued gently: "Exactly, my master said that Junior Sister Hehuan was just attacked by a monster a few days ago, and she was afraid that she might feel unwell, so she specially asked me to ask Junior Sister to go to Liujing Mountain so that Master can take care of her." have a look."

Monster? ?attack? !

When did this happen?Why is there no impression at all? ?Could it have happened before she fell in?But it doesn't make sense, the book doesn't have so many descriptions of Wan Jishan, the master and apprentice!Why was he attacked by monsters out of thin air again? ?

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