Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

Xi Feiluan braved the darkness to search for half the night. Meng Xiangyang, together with him, wandered from the main square to the cafeteria with a lantern, and from the cafeteria back to Fuhua Peak. They searched everywhere, but couldn't find Xi Feiluan. Simple wooden hairpin.

The two rushed back without finding anything, Meng Xiangyang saw Xi Feiluan's brows with a touch of melancholy, and waved his hand: "Junior brother, it's okay, isn't it just a wooden hairpin? When I get down the mountain, I'll go to the street and buy you three, no, Ten!"

Xi Feiluan was still worried.

I've searched everywhere, but I can't find it. After so many days, wouldn't it have been swept away with the fallen leaves by the sweeping disciples?

"Let's rest first, there will be morning classes tomorrow morning." He said softly.

In the early morning of the second day, Song Huai came to take another morning class, and when it was almost over, he cleared his throat: "Men and nephews, have you packed your luggage?"

Everyone said that they had packed it long ago, Xi Feiluan and Meng Xiangyang looked at each other in blank dismay, they were supposed to pack their things last night, but turned around and went looking for hairpins, completely forgetting about their luggage.

"Okay, since everyone has packed up, it's okay for us to gather at the gate of the mountain in half an hour, right?"

Everyone said in unison that there was no problem, and Meng Xiangyang and Xi Feiluan couldn't deliberately say that they had a problem. After class, Meng Xiangyang hurriedly dragged Xi Feiluan to Fuhua Palace and ran, talking: "Junior brother, junior brother, what should we bring?" Going down the mountain? Tables and chairs? Snacks and fruits?"

Xi Feiluan was dragged to the point of flying, and in a hurry, he thought: Just bring yourself.

"Hurry up, junior brother! Put all your luggage into the storage ring!" The two rushed into Fu Hua Hall, and Meng Xiangyang picked up the melon seeds and snacks on the table and stuffed them into the package.

Xi Feiluan: "..."

He raised his hand and looked at the silver ring on his middle finger, but his thoughts drifted to his wooden hairpin that fell somewhere.

The two packed some things, and hurried to meet at the gate of the mountain. Twenty or so inner disciples gathered at the gate of the mountain, and five of them were accepted as personal disciples. Song Huai didn't come, and the team was led by seven or eight Xi Feiluan glanced at the older disciples of Huanqi Palace, they were all disciples of his same generation, and their personalities were relatively stable.

After all the people were gathered, they were led by these disciples, walked down the mountain, and waited at a teleportation circle at the foot of the mountain. The formation was activated, and the group was teleported thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye.

The woods in front of them suddenly turned into a wasteland with no end in sight. Everyone was about to marvel when they heard the disciple who brought them say: "All follow the good team, and we will go to the nearby post station to borrow horses in a while. How far away are we from our destination?" away."

After another three days of tossing, a group of people arrived at this remote human village on the border.

This is the edge of the eastern part of the Central Plains, and further east you will reach the Endless Sea, where the monsters gather. Although the wells of the human race and the monsters do not interfere with the river water, in order to prevent accidents, the major fairy gates still divide the area. , Build barriers and barriers to protect these human races living near the border from infringement.

The leading disciple parked his horse outside the rotten fence in front of the village, jumped off the horse and turned his head and said to the disciples: "This is the first village where the barrier is to be repaired today. You understood the method on the way, you are only responsible Just stick the talismans to every corner of the cordon outside the village, you don’t need to do the rest, everyone will work hard, and strive to finish all the nearby villages within today.”

After rushing for three days, some disciples with average physical fitness were about to fall apart, and everyone's responses seemed a little weak.

"Everyone is free to form a team, three or four people together, it will be more efficient. After forming a team, find this uncle to get the talisman-let's tie the horse here first."

Everyone got off their horses and walked around in the open space. As soon as Meng Xiangyang tied up his horse, he heard someone calling him: "Senior Brother Meng, Senior Brother Meng."

Meng Xiangyang turned his head and saw two inner disciples waving at him with a smile: "Brother Meng, will you form a team with us? It just so happens that there is still one person missing in our team."

"Okay." Meng Xiangyang walked over, and suddenly remembered something, looked back a few times, and pulled Xi Feiluan who had just tied up the horse: "It's just right, the four of us are alive."

The faces of the other two inner disciples immediately pulled down, and they looked at Xi Feiluan unkindly: "Senior Brother Meng, it's better not to take him... The three of us are enough, does Brother Meng not believe in our abilities? "

"I believe it, of course I believe it." Meng Xiangyang paused, then glanced at Xi Feiluan beside him: "But..."

Seeing this, the two inner disciples immediately said: "This senior brother should be very good, let him go to support other teams!"

Hearing the words, Meng Xiangyang hugged Xi Feiluan's arm, and retorted: "That's not allowed! If the fat and water don't flow to outsiders' fields, I'll be where my junior brother is!"

Xi Feiluan, who just replayed his daily walking distance in his mind, hoping to remember where the wooden hairpin was left behind, came back to his senses: "...?"

Two inner disciples: "..."

After a while, the disciples who were all divided into teams finished receiving the talismans and walked to the village. Some human races in the village probably heard the movement, opened the door and took a look, and saw that most of the people who came were wearing neat disciple uniforms. Embroidered with the pattern of Huanqi Palace, they came out to welcome them: "Xianjun, you are here—"

"Legends, rest your feet and go into the house for a cup of hot tea."

"No need." The leading disciple waved his hand, with a businesslike look: "We are in a hurry, we will leave as soon as we finish, and you don't need to entertain."

"Hey, look at your politeness..."

Just as he was talking, an old woman with a cane among the villagers looked at the new disciples behind the leading disciple, as if she was looking for something.

"That, that fairy..." The old woman said tremblingly, "Why haven't I seen that Feiluan fairy this year?"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of several leading disciples changed, and the atmosphere fell into a strange tranquility. Several villagers sensed that the atmosphere was not right, their smiles froze on their faces, and they didn't know where they had offended these immortals.

"Go and place the talismans." The leading disciple paused, turned his head and said to the crowd behind him.

The disciples immediately dispersed and walked in different directions. The old woman didn't get an answer, and stopped a pair of inner disciples with some inquisitive questions: "Where is the Feiluan Immortal? Is he going to another place this year? He will come to us every year. The village's..."

A few inner disciples were blocked, you look at me and I look at you: "No, don't block it, we don't know any Feiluan Immortal..."

They have just been in the sect for a few days, and they have never heard of any powerful person in the sect named Feiluan Immortal Venerable.

"You don't know?" The old woman tilted her head, as if she was a little deaf: "It's that Bodhisattva-hearted Flying Luan Immortal. Didn't he lead the team before? He looks fair and young, and he really looks like a fairy. ..."

The old woman babblingly recalled that beside her, an inner sect disciple walked past her and rubbed against her hard, unknowingly intentionally or unintentionally, the old woman crooked her crutches and immediately lost her balance and fell to the ground.

I saw the inner disciple turned his head back, and said in a condescending tone: "You mean the spy, right? I heard about him before I started. It really insults the name of our Huanqi Palace, you mortals! , people only look at skins, a little kindness makes him a good person, no wonder he can only be a mortal."

Several inner disciples around looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what the fuss was about.

Someone in the crowd suddenly said: "Ah, Immortal Feiluan, I remembered, it is that Xi Feiluan who colluded with the demons and was expelled from the sect..."

"Tch, he's the only one. I've heard of it too. He's really discrediting our sect."

Meng Xiangyang, who hadn't gone far, stopped and looked at the crowd gathered over there: "What are they arguing about? Let's go and have a look."

Xi Feiluan lowered his eyes, and was pulled by Meng Xiangyang and walked over. After he recovered, his five senses were more developed than other disciples. Although he didn't know why he was pulled out to whip the corpse again, he heard those words just now.

As soon as he got closer, he heard someone say again: "That Xi Feiluan's hypocrisy made the sect's reputation like this, his death is not a pity!"

Meng Xiangyang tilted his head and said to Xi Feiluan who was beside him: "Xi Feiluan? Who is it? Oh—that brother from the same school as our master, right?"

Xi Feiluan didn't speak, and looked towards the center of the crowd. The old woman was sitting on the ground, and she didn't know if she had fallen somewhere. Her hand holding the cane kept trembling. After a while, she slammed the cane hard on the ground. With a hoarse voice in the middle: "Flying Luan Immortal Zun, Feiluan Immortal Zun is not this kind of person!"

"Tch, you know again? You are so short-sighted, thanks to your old age, you don't even know the good and evil of people..."

The disciple who was speaking was suddenly squeezed by a person rushing from behind, and his voice was interrupted: "Squeeze for what? Don't you see that it's blocking here?"

Xi Feiluan, who squeezed into the crowd, squatted on the ground, slowly helped the old woman up, and turned her head to stare.

The disciple was suddenly speechless, because a cold air came out from those shallow and inhuman pupils, as if it went straight to his spinal cord.

"——It's just you pretending to be kind." Several disciples dispersed boredly when they saw that someone was being helped up.

"Who are these people?" Meng Xiangyang also pushed through the crowd and saw that Xi Feiluan had already helped him up, he asked in a dull voice, "Where did you get hit?"

The old woman lowered her eyebrows and shook her head, took the crutches, and after a while asked unwillingly: "Feiluan Xianzun...has he really become what they said?"

Xi Feiluan was silent for a while, then nodded: "Go back, it's windy outside."

"What changed?" Meng Xiangyang suddenly stepped in, grabbed the old woman's shoulders, without the slightest bit of etiquette of a senior, and his mouth was sloppy: "Let me tell you, you listen to their nonsense, that Immortal Venerable is fine, but he was unlucky enough to encounter a new generation in our sect, and was secretly pushed out by those elders in the sect, who even made up nonsense to slander him!"

Meng Xiangyang's voice was very low, and while talking, he carried the old woman into the village, and was stunned by the old woman: "Ah, they, why are they like this?"

"Shhh—don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss, it's all a shady scene in the Zongli, I don't tell the average person, you must swallow it in your stomach after hearing it, come, come, come in, we have to go to work quickly, Otherwise, the superiors will scold us!"

The old woman was stunned for a while, and Xi Feiluan was also stunned for a while. He stood by the fence in a daze, thinking why does a new disciple know more than him?

Xi Feiluan fell into deep self-doubt. He wondered if he was really a fool.