This beautiful white lotus can never be an attack!

Fortunately, the safe zone is big enough, and Yun Chengfeng is busy enough, Xie Qinghuan is not worried about bumping into each other, as long as he is careful enough, he can leave quietly after this wave of abnormalities in the cultivation world is over.

This is a medium-sized town that accommodates ordinary people who have fled from the surrounding area. Under the leadership of Yun Chengfeng, monks from all walks of life resist the invasion of demons and maintain the law and order in the town.

Because Xie Qinghuan and Zhu Jinyu were monks, they were recruited and assigned work as soon as they came in. However, Xie Qinghuan's spiritual power was so low that it was almost non-existent, so he was only assigned light work to maintain the life of ordinary people in the town. law and order.

Xie Qinghuan felt the long-lost freedom among ordinary people. At least he didn't have to worry about bumping into Yun Chengfeng all day and then being forced to fall off his horse.

Because Xie Qinghuan was good-looking and good-natured, he soon mingled with ordinary people in his own jurisdiction, and even made friends with a few monks who also had low spiritual power in other jurisdictions.

A few days passed like this, and Xie Qinghuan has adapted to this kind of life. He often pays attention to the news of the demon, and waits for the demon to stop and run away quickly.

"Brother Xie, brother Xie, go slowly, I have something to tell you."

When Xie Qinghuan was inspecting the safety of his own jurisdiction, Wang Feng, who was also of low cultivation level, called out to Xie Qinghuan.

Xie Qinghuan stopped, turned to look at Wang Feng, and asked kindly with a smile: "What's the matter, fellow Daoist Wang?"

Wang Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead. He is a tall and strong man. He does not look like a monk but a farmer. In fact, he was indeed a farmer before practicing: "Aren't I assigned to Mengjiao Lane?" Well, recently a few mortal merchants told me that there was a change in Mengjiao's box, and I want to ask Fellow Daoist Xie to go and have a look with me."

Xie Qinghuan understood what Wang Feng meant. Most of the cultivators who helped to manage the security of ordinary people were very low-level, and they were afraid that they would not be able to handle it alone. If they reported to the report, they would delay those powerful cultivators with such trivial matters. Maybe they would be busy The powerful monk who resisted the devil was directly crushed in anger, so they simply started to form a group, and whenever something happened, they would find friends or monks in adjacent jurisdictions to investigate together.

Basically, you can't refuse things like this, because after all, everyone has time to ask someone else. If you refuse, Xie Qinghuan will not be able to answer him if he wants to find someone in the future.

Xie Qinghuan didn't intend to make many enemies, he only wanted to hang around safely in the safe zone, so he nodded at such trivial matters.

Wang Feng was about to tell Xie Qinghuan more about the specific situation, when suddenly a beautiful peasant girl with small flowers pinned to her temples walked over from the street and walked to Xie Qinghuan's side.

Xie Qinghuan was a little surprised when she saw the other party: "Xiaomei, is there something wrong at home?"

"No...it's not." Xiaomei's face was flushed, she lowered her head shyly, but she raised the basket in her hand to Xie Qinghuan: "Thank... Master Xie, this is the pastry I made myself, and I gave it to Master Xie to eat of."

Xie Qinghuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and raised her hand to refuse: "I..."

Wang Feng, who was next to him, strangled his neck, took Xiaomei's cakes for him narrowly, and said with a smile: "Old Xie, you can accept the little girl's wishes, we are all innocent A low-ranking monk on the way will have to find a wife sooner or later, and I’m pretty good looking at Xiaomei. You see, my old king can’t be touched by a little girl even if he wants to. Why are you so polite when you have such a good fortune.”

When Wang Feng said this, Xiaomei's face almost turned red, but she was a bold peasant girl after all, and she even sneaked a pair of handsome eyes at Xie Qinghuan when she was shy.

Seeing the little girl's expression, Wang Feng's smile exaggerated a bit, and he patted Xie Qinghuan's shoulder and said narrowly: "It's to take advantage of being good-looking, you've only been here for a few days, and there are little ladies giving you things all day long, my old man Why isn’t Wang so lucky, or else I think so, I won’t drag you to do things tomorrow, why don’t you stay with Xiaomei tomorrow.”

Xie Qinghuan slapped Wang Feng on the head: "Speak nonsense and insult the girl's reputation."

"No...no need, Master Xie, I...I don't mind." Xiaomei lowered her head and buzzed like a mosquito.

Xie Qinghuan stared blankly, Wang Feng laughed loudly: "Look, I just said Xie Xie's peach blossoms are gorgeous."

While the three of them were chatting and laughing, the people on the street suddenly exclaimed and cheered, and at the same time, there was a sound of swishing and breaking clouds from far to near.

Wang Feng couldn't care less about joking with Xie Qinghuan, Xiaomei also stopped being shy, and the three of them looked up at the sky at the same time.

I saw the leader Jianxiu with stern eyes and face like ice and snow, dressed in white clothes not stained with dust, the powerful sword energy and wind blowing his robe corners flying everywhere, so indifferent, powerful, and handsome, like a banished fairy Yu Jian came.

Standing next to Jianxiu in white was a man wrapped in a black robe. This man could not see his figure, but the cold pressure radiating from his body made him shy away and feel chills in his heart.

Behind these two people followed in twos and threes the monks with swords or weapons, and the sword energy and fairy weapons drew gorgeous shadows in midair.

"This is the No. [-] Sword Cloud Chengfeng, the strongest sword cultivator in Dongze. If it hadn't been for the accident in Moyuan, I might never see such a fairy in my life." Wang Feng looked obsessively at the powerful monks in the sky , excitedly said to Xie Qinghuan: "Do you know that Master Yun is the person I admire the most. If I can say a word to Master Yun in this life, then my death will be worth it."

"is it?"

Xie Qinghuan was not that excited, or he was also excited, but another kind of excitement was an urge to run like crazy right now.

But at the same time, he secretly comforted himself that he was brought in by Zhu Jinyu, and now he is directly mixed into a group of inconspicuous little people, and Yun Chengfeng's status and status can't touch him at all.

I just don't know who the black-robed man standing beside Yun Chengfeng is. Yun Chengfeng, who hasn't seen him for so long and is withdrawn, has other friends?

Xiaomei also had a flash of obsession after seeing the handsome and powerful Yun Chengfeng, but soon she lowered her head, glanced at Xie Qinghuan quietly, and after taking a look at Xie Qinghuan, she blushed and lowered her head again.

Those handsome and powerful monks are people in the sky, but Daoist Xie is the person in front of him.Immortals in the sky are not something that a peasant girl like her can imagine, but the people in front of her can work hard.

Anyway, Daoist Wang said that Daoist Xie and him are both low-level monks who are destined to return to vulgarity. She must work hard to impress Daoist Xie so that he can be her husband-in-law.

"Who is the person beside Yun Chengfeng?"

Xie Qinghuan and Xue Ling stayed in the cave for a while, and then went directly into the safe zone after coming out. They didn't know enough information about the outside world, so they asked Wang Feng who was beside them.

Little cultivators like Wang Feng have their own sources of gossip, and if they are not sure, the other party just happens to know.

Wang Feng also looked at the black-robed man when he heard the words, and he also showed doubts on his face.

Before Wang Feng had time to say anything, the marching team in the sky stopped suddenly, and it turned out that the black-robed man stopped first. Yun Chengfeng and the monks behind them all looked at the black-robed man strangely.

Seeing the opponent's movements, Xie Qinghuan suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. Just as this premonition appeared, he instinctively took a step back and wanted to run.

Wang Feng and Xiaomei noticed Xie Qinghuan's actions, and they both looked at Xie Qinghuan worriedly.

"Brother Xie, what's wrong with you, your face is so ugly?"

Xiaomei also quietly supported Xie Qinghuan's arm.

Seeing the man in black robe who had stopped walking, he suddenly made a very strange move. He even lifted half of the hood slightly to the bottom, revealing the delicate broken jaw and bright red lips cut by the magic pattern.

This man in black robe covering his whole body turned out to be Yue Broken Star!

The black-robed Xiayue Broken Star showed a treacherous and seductive smile to Xie Qinghuan who was on the street below, those eyes that once sprinkled the stars are now dark and frightening.

"Junior brother, I found you."

In the next second, Yue Broixing put down his hat and appeared next to Xie Qinghuan in an instant. He gently pressed Xie Qinghuan who was about to run wildly with his fingertips. In the ear: "Junior brother, where do you want to escape to?"

Xie Qinghuan's whole body was stiff, and his whole body was yelling to run fast, his face showed a kind of indifferent numbness, he pretended to be calm and opened his eyes and began to talk nonsense: "This fellow Taoist, you have misidentified the person, I don't know any junior brother, Nor is it your younger brother."

Yue Broixing narrowed his eyes dangerously, and put his finger on Xie Qinghuan's neck terribly, and could choke Xie Qinghuan's neck with a single force at any time.

He laughed softly, with an indescribably hoarse and evil voice: "Junior brother, you are joking again, um, let me see, I should tear your face off now before you will listen ?”

Although Yue Suixing's arrival surprised Wang Feng and Xiaomei, seeing Yue Suixing's hostility towards Xie Qinghuan, they chose to protect Xie Qinghuan as soon as they became friends with Xie Qinghuan.

Wang Feng stretched out his hand to pull Xie Qinghuan over, and at the same time said respectfully to Yue Suixing: "Senior, is there any misunderstanding here? Brother Xie is just a small low-level monk, how could he know such a great power as you, senior."

Xiaomei even stood in front of Xie Qinghuan directly. She was trembling but bravely looked directly at Yue Suixing, and stammered: "Xie... Daoist Xie is a good person, no...you are not allowed to hurt him."

Yue Broixing's expression became even more dangerous, his dark eyes fell from Wang Feng to Xiaomei, and he said with a somewhat scary smile: "Junior Brother is indeed very charming, and it's only been a few days since he lied to the guardian." with you?"

Seeing Yue Suixing lingering below for too long, Yun Chengfeng put away his sword and landed, he frowned and said solemnly: "Yue, why don't you go?"

As the two of them landed, other monks also landed on the long street. For a while, the long street was bustling with people watching the play silently.

Yue Suixing didn't reply, Yun Chengfeng took two steps forward by himself, and saw Xie Qinghuan who was being pulled by Yue Suixing.

Yun Chengfeng had already seen through the mask once, so Yun Chengfeng also saw Xie Qinghuan's identity at a glance. He frowned immediately, flashed beside Xie Qinghuan in an instant, waved Wang Feng and Xiaomei away carelessly, and grabbed the mask. Holding Xie Qinghuan's arm: "Why are you here? Where have you been this time? Why don't you come to me here?"

"Ah!"

Yue Broixing glanced at Yun Chengfeng, with a cool smile on his lips.

Xie Qinghuan was sandwiched between two people, one on the left and the other on the right, and once again felt social death under the attention of everyone.

He really didn't want to admit that he knew these two, but such a scene was actually caused by himself, although half of the credit was due to the lover in his dream.

He tried hard to struggle for the last time, and started talking nonsense with his eyes open: "I really don't know you guys, two immortal elders with such boundless power. Really made a mistake."

There is some truth in what he said, and other people also think that Yue Suixing and Yun Chengfeng may have misunderstood the wrong person, and now that the devil is spreading and making trouble, there is no need to dawdle by yourself with two thighs powerful.

However, the identities of Yun Chengfeng and Yue Suixing are there, and others dare not speak out even if they suspect it.

"Two immortal elders, can we calm down and talk slowly to see where we have misunderstood." Xie Qinghuan wanted to get rid of Yue Broken Star and Yun Chengfeng, and took another chance to shake the teleportation scroll.

But it was probably because his repeated escapes had left too deep a psychological shadow on the two of them, so Yue Suixing and Yun Chengfeng held each other tighter, with no intention of letting go at all.

"..."

Xie Qinghuan was about to suffocate. He looked at the roads on both sides, trying to find a way to escape, but unfortunately, this was just an extravagant hope.

Probably because his expression was too painful, Xiaomei, who had been watching from the side, suddenly bit her lip and rushed over, hugged Xie Qinghuan's waist, blushed bravely, and bravely looked at Yun Chengfeng and Yue Suixing: "You two elders, you really misunderstood the person. Daoist Xie is my fiancé-in-law. He really doesn't know an elder like you."