Salted Fish Daoist He is reborn

There was strong resentment and unwillingness in this female voice, which broke the tense and serious atmosphere at the moment.

Everyone looked up in surprise.

A woman in red with slender eyebrows and beautiful eyes and skin that is more snowy floated over, like a magpie, and landed lightly on the big banyan tree opposite Qianyuan Hall.

Normally, there is a barrier on Yanxia Peak, it's not that disciples on the peak are absolutely unable to enter, but because of the selection meeting, the barrier has been removed.So the woman in red can enter Yanxia Peak without hindrance.

The woman in red has an extremely gorgeous, captivating beauty.She has a thin nose and red lips like red lips. The most attractive thing is a pair of crimson phoenix eyes, full of unruly wild style. At this moment, these beautiful eyes are firmly locked on the head of Yan Budu.

Seeing the woman, headmaster Yan Budu's face turned pale instantly, and his pupils looking in the direction of the big banyan tree trembled.

Xie Jin contacted the gossip he heard, didn't he?

The woman in red said sadly: "It turns out that you are really the head of Cangwu Mountain."

All eyes on the scene fell on Yan Budu.

The field was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

People have qi, beasts have qi, and souls have yin.

Although not everyone could feel the powerful animal spirit in the woman due to her cultivation, but from her appearance, many people had already guessed that the woman in red was a monster.

What is a woman?

What's the relationship with the boss?

Is our Cangwu going to perish?

Yan Budu's lips turned white, and he moved several times before finally uttering, "You——why are you here?"

The woman stared at Yan Budu closely, as if she wanted to see all the things she hadn't seen enough for so many years, "I have been looking for you since I came back from the Frost Jade Profound Realm. Wrong, at this moment, I finally confirmed that you are really the head of Cangwu Mountain. I have been thinking, why have you not come to the Frost Jade Profound Realm to find me for the past 100 years? I finally understand now that the reason is you identity of."

After being quiet for a long time, Yan Budu lowered his eyes and sighed deeply, "Why bother."

The two lovers haven't seen each other for a hundred years, this doesn't seem to be the proper tone.

The woman was startled, "Why bother? What do you mean why?"

"Why do you have to find me, our meeting was just a mistake." Yan Budu's sudden fluent speech made the woman stand there in a daze.

She really didn't expect that she would hear the word "error" from the other party's mouth after she had been searching for it for a hundred years.

"Wrong? Do you think our meeting was just a mistake?"

Quiet, deadly quiet.

Although he didn't have much to do with him, Xie Jin could still feel the inner breakdown of Yan Budu, Rongxuan, the woman, and Fairy Nishang when he was on the scene.

Fairy Nishang's face was ashen, and she remained silent.

Rong Xuan stared at the woman closely, his face was paler than Yan Budu's, even though he gritted his teeth, he couldn't help shaking.

In fact, compared to seeing her own mother, what makes Rong Xuan more difficult to accept is the identity of her mother.

He finally remembered Yan Budu's concealment of his mother's identity before—it wasn't a ten thousand year old demon, but also a thousand year old little beast.

Rong Xuan has always been proud, even if he has a scumbag father, his mother is still a monster.

Not to mention that he couldn't bear it himself, Xie Jin could feel his inner collapse, and couldn't help reaching out to hold his hand, wanting to give him some comfort.

Filled with resentment and resentment, Rong Xuan swung Xie Jin's hand away, stepped on the spirit sword, and left quietly.

Everyone's attention was on the woman in red, and no one cared that Rong Xuan had left.

Only Xie Jin was in a panic.

Molan is still in Yan Budu's hands, sometimes being pinched tightly, sometimes being kneaded, this Molan tree has deeply witnessed the entanglement in his heart.

But Yan Budu has already made up his mind to cut off the past with Qingyao, and continued: "We are people from different worlds, isn't it a mistake? I have my Cangwu Mountain, why don't you enjoy yourself in the world?"

"That's not what you said at the time." How piercing these words were, tears welled up in the woman's eyes.

"That--it was just being confused for a while."

The woman finally believed that the avoidance of the other party for 100 years was not her own illusion. This man never thought of being with her forever.

Maybe it's because of his status as the head of the sect, or maybe it's because of his own status as a beast.

"You know, we had a kid, but he... but he—"

"You go!"

The woman was already choking with sobs, but Yan Budu interrupted her cruelly.

"I misread you!" After saying this heart-piercing sentence, the woman finally turned into a red horse, rushed into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

Is this the end of things?

Mo Lan is still in Yan Budu's hands.But at this moment Rong Xuan has left.

What Xie Jin was most concerned about was how Gu Jue's disciple selection ceremony would end.

Of course Yan Budu wasn't interested in caring about Ding's disciples, and behind him stood his married wife, his master's daughter.

Stretching his head and retracting his head was a knife, after Yan Budu thought about it, he turned his head to look at the Nishang Fairy on the steps.

What greeted him was a long whip that glowed with green light.

Although Nishang Fairy's cultivation level is not as good as that of the sect master, but her whip was made by Tianqing Shangxian from the fairy bird Cuiyu, and it was given to her as a birthday gift.

The long whip went down from top to bottom without hindrance, hitting Yan Budu.

Although the head of Yan managed to dodge, his hand was still blown by the slashing wind of the whip, and a bloodstain was drawn instantly, and Mo Lan in his hand fell to the ground.

He was still the focus of everyone's eyes just now, but at this moment, no one had the time to look at Mo Lan more.

"Nishang, listen to me!" Yan Budu couldn't fight back, and only used his body skills to avoid the poisonous snake-like green woman of the Nishang fairy.

Fairy looks gentle and virtuous, but at the moment she has a cold expression, she doesn't say a word, and ruthlessly moves to attack Yan Budu's vitals.

"I was wrong, but that was 100 years ago, let me explain."

"I have nothing to say to you."

While chasing and killing, the two couples swept up into the air and headed towards Chidi Peak.

After all, Nishang Fairy is Master Tianqing's only daughter, she is very precious, so if she cuckolds her in public, she can't swallow this breath, nor can she afford to lose this person.

Suddenly such a change happened, at this moment, the head and his wife had already left.

Above the steps, there is no need for the heads of other great peaks who came to observe the ceremony to stay.

While cooperating awkwardly with each other, the masters of Dafeng left Yanxia Peak in a tacit agreement.

The front of the Qianyuan Hall, which was lively just now, was instantly vacant.

Only Xie Jin was still kneeling on the Baiyu Square.

The Molan plant, which symbolizes the disciple of the patriarch, lay quietly on the ground without being disturbed.With the wind blowing, Mo Lan rolled twice and came to Xie Jin's knee.

Xie Jin felt that the best thing he could do at the moment was to leave.

Just rubbing his numb knees and getting ready to get up, out of the corner of his vision, a sword-like shadow flashed across, and the slender figure landed on the top of the big locust tree.

Just where the woman in red stood.

The man has sword eyebrows and star eyes, and thousands of blue silks are bound up by the clear jade crown.

The snow-white figure stands among the emerald green leaves, just like in the painting.

Banished immortals are nothing more than that.

It's Gu Jue.

How did he come here?

At this moment, the square in front of Qianyuan Hall was empty, and when he turned around, he saw Xie Jin kneeling below.

Xie Jin was also looking at him.

Although they were strangers after a lifetime, Xie Jin's peaceful heart was still filled with ripples like a breeze because of the familiar eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the line of sight is already divided.

Gu Jue turned around and turned into a stream of white light, chasing after the woman in red.