[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

Song Chenyun looked sternly at the black mist that filled the gate of the city like tentacles and surrounded the group of people inside. It seemed like no one else saw him, and some even muttered why they didn't see those people coming out. Little did they know that the group of people who had just entered were not far from them.

It seems that my current situation is inseparable from the mysterious senior who came out before, Song Chenyun thought to himself, he swept across the group of people standing motionless inside the city gate, but never thought that he would see a person inside. unexpected people.

"Shixia?" Song Chenyun murmured in a low voice, a little dissatisfied with him coming to such a dangerous place, but thinking that he had no position to dissatisfy, he felt even more irritable.

"My lord, this place is a bit weird, and my subordinates' stupidity can't solve it." Su Yan was a little ashamed, but the level of this formation was beyond her reach, no matter how unwilling he was, it would not help.

"Don't think too much, maybe it's just what the lord wants." Su Yuan said in a vague way, and he did not forget the hexagram made yesterday.

Hongluan's heart is moved, and she doesn't know which woman in the world can fall into the Lord's eyes, or maybe a man?

Song Chenyun glanced at him: "I haven't bothered Daoist Su for a long time, I should be able to ask for a glass of wine in a few days." He casually glanced at Su Yan, and Su Yuan immediately understood what he meant, embarrassingly He rubbed his nose: "Master, the old man seems to like Moyu's peach blossom wine, I will deliver it sometime later."

Su Yuan was kicked out by Daoist Su. It is probably the only one in the world who kicked out his apprentice because of two pots of peach blossom wine, but Su Yuan has long been used to it, and immediately followed behind Mozun with a smile, without any discomfort.

Song Chenyun browsed the mountains and rivers and met a few old urchins who did whatever he wanted. He didn't care about his identity and drank with him, and even gave him advice when he got excited.

Song Chenyun was prepared to wait and see from a distance at first, but in the end he did whatever he wanted, and found that these people really didn't care about his identity, Daoist Su even gave him a fortune-telling fortune.

The Rootless Lord will eventually return to his original state.

Song Chenyun had an unclear emotion in his eyes. The silver carving knife shuttled through his slender fingertips, and there was an open space around him, and no one dared to approach it casually.

He originally thought that his being rootless in this world was the so-called persecution and soul-killing, and returning to the original feared that he would disappear in the whole world, so he never cared about anything, but now he seems a little uncertain.

The strange senior who appeared recently made him feel a little kind, like the two should be one, and he felt like returning to his original body.

No, he was a separate person, not someone's appendage, never was.

Song Chenyun pulled himself out of his thoughts, threw away this absurd thought, moved his gaze back to the city gate, and was surprised to find that a person was slowly turning into powder.

It was as if the fire had scorched the dead leaves, and even the flesh and blood disappeared in the blink of an eye. There has never been such a person in the world.

"What is this?" Su Yuan suddenly said.

The compass in his hand was dripping with a drop of fingertip blood, and it was emitting a faint red light at this moment. Obviously, he had also seen such an unimaginable scene, and his expression was solemn.

"It's probably the method of those monks again." Song Chenyun showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and Xia frowned slightly when he saw that he was in it with his eyes closed, and stepped in sullenly.

"Joining in all the excitement, it's really worrying." In case that person really can't make it through, he will lose one of the fun, Song Chenyun made excuses for himself in his heart.

Under the eaves covered by tall flowering trees, exquisite and delicate lanterns hang high on the branches, and the dark red light glows with the candle wicks inside.

Sitting in the room was a black figure who was practicing cross-legged, his black feather-like eyelashes were trembling, and he was frowning to suppress the tyrannical devilish energy in his body.

Tokia jumped onto the window sill as nimbly as a cat, and tilted his head to look at the young Mozun who had not yet grown up.

Unlike other people's dreams, he didn't see himself in the dream, but saw Song Chenyun.

Song Chenyun is still a demon cultivator, so he never covered his face with a mask, revealing his fair and bright face.

Although he was suppressing the riot in his body, he also clearly noticed the movement by the window, and his whole body tensed up, like a wolf that couldn't move, and was forced to put away his sharp claws and weapons.

Shixia naturally noticed his movements, and unscrupulously fell beside him from the window, with his black hair scattered to one side.

And those irritable demonic energy couldn't enter his body at all, as if he couldn't see him, Song Chenyun could only be forced to watch this lifeless person circling around him.

"Concentrate and close your eyes." Tokia closed his eyes, and the sharp eyes that were not surprising when he moved his palms were still looking at him, but they were just watching.

Song Chenyun looked at this inexplicably appearing person with cold eyes, but the smell of his palm was unexpectedly good, but it couldn't dispel his vigilance.

Because his devilish energy is suddenly out of control, just in case he puts down the protection, no one can come in except him, and this person's appearance is obviously different from his own, not casual cultivators are probably the ones who are on the right path running dog.

"So disobedient?" Shi Xia laughed, stretched out his sinful claws and pinched his tender face, Song Chenyun was pinched uncontrollably and let out a voice: "Oh!"

Just when he was getting angry from embarrassment, a hot current spread from the palm of his back to his whole body, effectively alleviating the irritable devilish energy on his body, and the well-behaved one was completely different from the rampant one just now, nourishing his whole body.

The never-before-seen comfortable feeling made him narrow his eyes slightly, methodically sorted out the devilish energy in his body, and let out a breath of turbid air in a relaxed manner.

Shixia looked at him cross-legged beside him with his chin resting on his face. The more he looked at this cute look, the more he liked it, until a rope was tied around his body out of thin air.

He moved his body, and the rope on his body became tighter and tighter as he moved, and he didn't have any thoughts of strangling him except for some pain.

"Hey, you won't be so ungrateful, right?" He slightly raised his eyelids and looked at Song Chenyun who had recovered to normal, the other end of the rope was in his hand.

The candlelight in the room was flickering slightly, adding a different atmosphere to the present. Song Chenyun pulled the man over and raised his chin. He carefully looked at this outstanding person, and the words he spoke were clear and clear. With a hint of ruthlessness: "Which sect are you from?"

"No name, no faction." Shixia Taohua had a faint smile in his eyes, like the best peach blossom wine, especially intoxicating.

Song Chenyun had never seen such a battle before, he was easily dazzled, and his ears turned red.

"What's more, I saved you. Wouldn't it be easier to kill you as you thought? I don't need to go through so much trouble." Shixia said lazily, as if the person who was tied up was not himself, especially Free, even copying the face of Song Chenyun who is close at hand.

"He looks good, is there a marriage?"

Song Chenyun didn't expect this person to be an apprentice, so he asked about the marriage when he came up, and he directly gave Shi Xia'an the false name of a flower picker in his heart, and turned his head away from him: "No comment."