Mistress, she has to be my master

Now, without any drag, Xin Yun has his hands free. No matter where he is now, the tense atmosphere cannot be avoided.

"Where are you little thieves who don't even dare to show your face? You are very brave. Your purpose...is here, right?" The saint looked around at the beautiful scenery around her, a little surprised.

The ancient battlefield is dangerous, and if you are not careful, you may be folded in it. Under normal circumstances, sects will not run into it to explore. Who knew there was such a place here?

"Speaking of me? You deserve it too?" They are also characters who hide their heads and show their tails. How can this woman say such words confidently?True Monarch Xiaoyao was almost laughed out of anger.

"I'm a guest invited by the master's house. Naturally, I can wear whatever I like. You are a thief, so what are you?" sarcasm.

Xin Yun was even more straightforward, without saying a word, he directly took out Zhi Ge, and the strong killing spirit dyed this pink and tender Taoyuan with blood red,

"..." Here, it's so strange.

Wen Jiayin didn't pay attention to the open and secret fights of the monks who crossed the catastrophe. She was trying hard to suppress her heart that suddenly beat very fast, so uncomfortable...

The power in the body, the power belonging to the "faceless god", ran around uncontrollably, excited as if he had Erha's blood, but those two forces were born to resist each other, and the collision was fatal.

"..." Can you be a little more obedient?Well, apparently they don't listen to themselves.

The saint's words gradually aroused the other party's anger, and a ball of flames ignited in the hands of Zhenjun Xiaoyao, and the explosive breath rising from the flames could be felt from a distance.

"Whoa!"

At this time, a dark cloud suddenly floated in the sky, and it rained heavily from the sky like splashing water, and Zhenjun Xiaoyao was drenched in water in an instant. The power barrier even put out the fire in her hand directly.

"!?"

True Monarch Xiaoyao was stunned, not only him, everyone was stunned except Wen Jiayin who had no energy to pay attention to him.

Xin Yun has confirmed his identity, and there is only one person in the entire world of cultivating immortals who took the sky fire that fell during the thunder calamity for his own use.

sky fire...

Doused by the rain?

"Here, fighting is prohibited." Under the cover of the consciousness of the three monks, a figure still quietly appeared beside them.

The woman in Tsing Yi stood quietly under the peach blossom tree not far away, her appearance was mysterious and unfathomable.

A small snake made of water was not afraid of Xin Jun's sword intent, and directly climbed onto her sword, and Zhi Ge's killing spirit was restrained as if he had been put on a scabbard.

This person's strength is unpredictable and very strange.

"Well……"

Under the tossing of those two forces, Wen Jiayin was almost out of breath, and after enduring it for a long time, she finally couldn't hold on anymore, and her figure swayed.

"Jiayin! Ayin!" Xin Yun quickly caught Wen Jiayin's fallen body with quick eyes and hands, and his expression was instantly covered in panic.

"What's the matter?" The saint took out her weapon on guard. Did someone sneak attack this young disciple of Sword Master?

"It seems that someone is unwell. If you need it, you can come to my place to rest." The masked woman in Tsing Yi looked more kind.

Wen Jiayin was panting/breathing with difficulty, feeling like she couldn't catch her breath.

Xin Yun hugged the little apprentice, and when she was exploring her spiritual power, she found two strange forces colliding wantonly in her body, and she couldn't restrain these two forces, so she couldn't relieve Ayin's pain.

who is it?Xiaoyao or this strange woman in front of me?

No matter who it is, Ah Yin is so uncomfortable...or if you arrest the two of them together, torture or persecute them, there will always be one person who will confess...

In desperation, dangerous thoughts had already formed in Xin Jun's mind, and the water snake that sealed Zhi Ge burst open. Fortunately, Wen Jiayin comforted Xin Jun with the strength of a breath: "Master, it's okay. Yes, this is my own problem, just take it easy."

Wen Jiayin's body fluctuates from hot to cold, a thin layer of sweat emerges from her forehead, her vitality is strong and weak at times, and it looks scary like a roller coaster.

In fact, the situation is not so dangerous. In the divine power that Wen Jiayin obtained, one side represents life and the other represents death, just like two noisy children. When her vitality is strong, the power of life has the upper hand. When her vitality is weak It is the power of death that has the upper hand.

"It really doesn't matter." Looking at Master's frowning, Wen Jiayin weakly burrowed into her arms, and said through voice transmission: "It's her strength."

Xin Yun bit her lower lip, picked up the little apprentice and said to the masked woman in Tsing Yi, "Please show me the way, my disciple needs to take a rest."

The masked woman nodded, turned around and led the way.

Walking under the luxuriant peach blossom trees, countless petals are blown by the breeze, just like pink snow dotted the world, even blurring people's sight.

In it, the geometry of the land under their feet changed, and how many formations changed alternately, Xin Yun silently wrote it down.

"It's so beautiful, it's like a fairyland on earth. If I'm tired of staying outside, can you give me a room, girl?" The saint didn't take two steps, and she couldn't control her old problem and started to tease other girls. .

"No." The girl refused her solemnly.

"Don't be so stingy."

"This is a forbidden place. You are destined to come here. There will be no second fate, so you can't come in again." The masked woman explained.

"Fate? What a good excuse~" the saint said angrily, as if looking at a heartless scumbag.

"..." This time, the masked woman was completely silent.

"She should be the tomb keeper of this generation. Be smart. She is responsible for protecting the gods' long sleep from being disturbed. She decides whether you can enter the tomb of the gods..." the voice in Xiaoyao's mind tried to persuade, only hope He can use more brains when he speaks and does things, instead of putting the top and the bottom upside down.

"This area was opened up by the gods. The tombkeeper has the power left by the gods as a backer in this area. If you can't beat it, it's like your fire has been extinguished. Don't confront her head-on."

"Understood." It is easy to be positive and have a good relationship with her. Xiaoyao Zhenjun thinks that so many women around him are obedient to him. Are you on good terms?

True Lord Xiaoyao automatically ignored the three women around him, and he also forgot where he was always Waterloo.

The more straightforward Master Xiaoyao answered, the more uneasy the owner of the voice in his head felt. It was like this every time. The situation he planned to win would not even require the interference of the enemy. This idiot would let him lose first. half!

For example, this time, he pulled this idiot in, but he didn't want to let the other three people in too!Those three people were going to transfer them into the real ancient battlefield, and if they wanted to get out, they would have to peel off their skins, and this idiot was so stupid to let them follow in!

Even if he was so angry that he wanted to roar, he had to pretend to be a gentle and kind senior at this moment. You can't scold people, not only you can't scold, you have to coax...

If it weren't for the fact that he was his own container, in that era, he would have been made into a fertilizer by himself.

He wants to be calm, calm.

Next, he approached the woman's cemetery. Although she was dead and could not be reincarnated, her power still remained. He had to be more cautious...

A simple and elegant small courtyard appeared in front of everyone. The masked woman led everyone into the guest room, took out a stack of quilts and spread them on the bed.

Xin Yun put Wen Jiayin down carefully, and wiped the sweat off her forehead with a handkerchief.

"Do you feel better?" Xin Yun gave up using her spiritual power to interfere with the two restless forces, but sent her spiritual power to Wen Jiayin to strengthen her own power to control them.

Wen Jiayin nodded lightly, a little color returned to her pale face, and she felt better.

Oops... The saint looked at Xin Yun in surprise.

At this time, how can this sword master still have a trace of desertedness in his usual life?Worry, panic, heartache... and some complex emotions that she couldn't read made her eyes more vivid, which belonged to the seven emotions and six desires of human beings.

"I didn't know that Sword Master also has a gentle side like water. If I talk about it outside, people will probably think I'm joking~"

Because it was inconvenient for a strange man to enter the girl's room, True Lord Xiaoyao was naturally left outside the door. He had nothing to do and walked around a few steps, and then saw the study room with the windows open.

Looking in from the window, you can find a few books, an inkstone, and a pen on the pen rest neatly placed on the desk. The ink on the pen is not dry yet, and it should be rushed out as soon as it noticed the movement. , I haven't had time to clean up.

His sight was almost involuntarily attracted by a scroll on the bookshelf. Just seeing that scroll made the flames on his body simmer, and his intuition told him that it was a good thing!

Just take a look by yourself, just to see what it is, Zhenjun Xiaoyao looked around, and after confirming that there is no one, he raised his hand and wanted to use spiritual power to hook out the scroll.

"What do you want to do?"

One old and one young, one male and one female voices uttered at the same time, overlapping inexplicably.

Master Xiaoyao shook his hands, and hastily pushed back the scroll that had just been removed.

"Sorry, I just saw something inside that was about to fall, and I couldn't help but want to straighten it up. Please forgive me for the offense." Zhenjun Xiaoyao thought that he was dressed in a romantic and suave appearance on weekdays, but now The appearance of being tightly wrapped in black looks like a thief no matter how you explain it.

The saint laughed out loud with a "puchi", and asked the masked woman beside her, "You're really thick-skinned, don't you think so?"

No matter how thick-skinned Zhenjun Xiaoyao was caught, he felt embarrassed, but he didn't regret what he did, but regretted that he couldn't be more careful.

"You are... so careless." The voice in his head was about to call him an idiot, and he changed the last few words after calming down for a long time.

The masked woman didn't say anything, and she couldn't tell if she believed the other party's nonsense.

"Girl, I don't know what to call a girl? I'm going to..."

"Pfft..." The saint laughed again, and interrupted his words abruptly: "Girl, don't pay attention to him, this guy wants to talk to you, this trick, the little girl has heard it a lot, and you start talking!" , I can continue~"

"My name is Anise, the owner of this place, you can call me whatever you want."

The author says:

Jue: The most successful thing in this life is to cultivate a good control idiot;

The most failed thing in this life is to cultivate a fool who is easy to control.

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