Immortal couple

There are many clans of fox monsters in Tushan, and their magic methods are different, but there is one kind of magic art that is common—the mind-confusing technique.

Among them, the mind-confusing technique of the Three-Tailed Fox Demon Clan is the most well-known in the world. People who use the technique, regardless of gender, will fall into lust, and the fox monster can absorb the spirit of the person who has the technique.

Zhao Youming said that Young Master You Ye of Yaoqinju used the same sorcery to make men flock to him. Ye Huan and the others should have found out this before going to Yaoqinju, but they disappeared one after another with the others. Like the monk of Xianmen, his whereabouts are unknown.

The Seventh Master pondered for a while, with faint uneasiness in his eyes, he stood up and asked the disciples on his left and right: "Han Lingzi, Wu Ya, are you two sure to visit Yaoqinju?"

"Just let me go." Qiu Wuya's neck became stiff from waiting a long time ago, and he immediately moved his muscles and bones.

Mei Aoshuang bowed solemnly: "Yes, the mind-confusing technique should be ineffective against the Xianyang reincarnation technique."

Seventh Master: "It takes a lot of spiritual power to activate the immortal yang reincarnation technique. How long will it take you to consume it?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Mei Aoshuang responded: "How much time does Seventh Master need, please tell this disciple your plan."

The Seventh Master looked at him, with a slight appreciation in his heart, he took out two white talismans from his sleeves and handed them to each of them: "This is a high-level locator talisman, carry it with you. Young master's sorcery, find the place where those monks disappeared, don't startle the snake, Zhao Youming and I follow your trail, we should cooperate from inside to outside."

Hearing this plan, Qiu Wuya's mental head turned cold just now, and he simply threw the talisman into Wu Shizhu's hand: "Let him go, he is most suitable for being deluded, I will do it with the Seventh Master." Foreign response."

Naturally, Wu Shizhu liked it very much, he hurriedly put the talisman into his bosom, and volunteered: "Okay, let me go."

The Seventh Master chuckled, looked at Qiu Wuya's eyes and taught deeply: "Wuya, I know you think fighting without using force is boring, but you have to learn to take care of the overall situation." He looked at Wu Shizhu again and said: "Wu Shizhu If your spiritual power is low, if you fall into chaos, it will be a bit difficult for Han Lingzi to be alone. You have found the opponent's stronghold in the spell, and I will follow up to solve the spell immediately. When the time comes to fight the demon, you can use it."

"That obscene witchcraft is only suitable for idiots like Wu Shijiu. He is a natural bait. Besides, waiting for Master to unravel the spell, I'm afraid there will be a fight already." Disdainful: "At the end of the day, we only need one leader, let the two of them go, Mei Aoshuang is more than enough to protect him, and I will act as an external support, so that the combat power can be guaranteed."

Indeed... this arrangement seems to have a higher success rate.

Hearing this, Zhao Youming also seemed to have an opinion, and stepped forward and said: "Seventh Master, I heard that if the spell of confusing the mind is not the magic spell of the fox, the spell of the fairy gate needs three major retribution techniques, which is quite time-consuming. Although this technique is not lethal It's big, and it's a bit difficult." He said with an embarrassed look: "Tianyun Pavilion. Yang Tangcheng's rescue of the village woman...is still a laughingstock."

Seventh Master's brows darkened, the spacious Accord was originally tense and dignified, but there was an uproar when he heard Wu Zhuji's laughter: "Haha...Yang Tangcheng...haha...saved people but saw a live erotic palace..."

Mei Aoshuang felt harsh, and moved her finger to tap his Ya acupuncture point again.

Tianyun Pavilion is one of the four major families of Xianmen. Yang Tangcheng is the nephew of the pavilion owner. His spiritual power is at the middle level, and he can achieve something if he develops as usual. He shot a young villager with a deceptive technique. When Yang Tangcheng chased away the fox demon to save the young man, the village woman who lived next door came to see the situation, but was captured by this man on the spot. It was like being possessed by a demon. Because Yang Tangcheng took a long time to solve the spell, the two of them had already done that kind of thing in front of his eyes when the spell was solved. Later, the village woman's family went to Tianyun Pavilion. It is an ugly show in the market of "Tangcheng saves the village woman".

This Yang Tangcheng is also unlucky. The man who has been tricked has always been in love with the village woman, which is the so-called unrequited love. The fox demon takes advantage of this to transform into the object of lovesickness of the practitioner, and takes its essence.

Thinking of this, the Seventh Master changed his mind: "Okay then, let Wu Yu and Han Lingzi go together, but don't let him be deceived. Just let him be enchanted by playing the piano." He glanced sideways at Mei Aoshuang, turned around and warned: "Han Lingzi, you must keep an eye on him."

Qiu Wuya said with a smile: "Don't worry, that demon can bounce and scatter, but he is also picky. Wu Shizhu's spiritual power is dispensable, and he has no taste, so he must not be able to enter the demon's eyes, but it is cold." Lingzi..." Then he laughed evilly: "Don't get lost."

Mei Aoshuang glanced at him and said, "Disciple do your best."

"That's fine."

The Seventh Master is quite at ease with him, and the mind-confusing technique is relatively weak against ruthless people. Han Lingzi should not be emotional easily. It was Wu Tutu who was troublesome, and if he got the technique, it would be a small trouble. Fortunately, his spiritual power is low, and Han Lingzi should be able to control it.

Leaving aside the mind-confusing technique, the ecstasy technique when playing the piano is the key. With so many monks disappearing, that piano technique must be a unique skill.

But, why does Young Master You Ye only target people from the Immortal Sect?What kind of hatred did you have with Xianmen?Why did Sanssouci Palace ignore this?

With many doubts in mind, the Seventh Master's eyes turned, thinking about the most comprehensive strategy possible. The three of them are out to cope with it. It is a more comprehensive consideration. It would be even better to pull the help of Sanssouci Palace.

The sky is already dark, and the sound of the wind blowing the fallen leaves outside the window is another moonless night.

The Seventh Master looked at the night as black as ink, with melancholy on his face, wishing Ye Huan and the others were still alive.

"Netherworld." He shouted softly, but his words were firm,

Zhao Youming bowed: "Seventh Master orders."

Seventh Master: "When will Master You Ye see the guests?"

Zhao Youming: "Si time to noon every day."

"Okay." The Seventh Master replied, brushed his sleeves, and waved his hands: "Everyone go back and rest, and we will leave at tomorrow's hour."

"Yes." Several people took orders and exited the Accord one by one.

Back in the room, after washing up, Wu Jiji knelt and bowed in front of Mei Aoshuang, pointing at his own throat, he couldn't speak for a long time, he looked very uncomfortable, his round eyes squeezed out a few tears Come.

With lightly tied hair, she changed into white pajamas and dark blue single clothes, Mei Aoshuang sat down in front of the desk in the cubicle, took out the Qiankun bag embroidered with golden cloud patterns, and put the talisman given by the Seventh Master into it. Glancing at his face from the corner of the eye, the eyebrows flying into the temples, with a flowing and detached arc, showed a hint of helplessness and tolerance.

"Do you know how to be safe?"

Like clockwork on his neck, Wu tried to nod his head.

A ray of light flew over and hit Wu Shizhu, the congestion in his throat disappeared, and he said a word immediately: "Senior brother, how are we going to sleep tonight?"

You shouldn't expect him to be safe, Mei Aoshuang slightly tightened her hand holding the Qiankun bag, the air around her became colder, and the candle on the table also flickered a few times tremblingly.

Feeling the unfriendly cold, Wu tried to lower his head, with innocent eyes, muttering to himself: "I just want to ask, should I sleep on the top or the bottom... Everyone is sleepy."

That murmur completely drifted into Mei Aoshuang's ears, and he saw his face darken, and asked coldly: "How did you and Qiu Wuya sleep last night?"

"He sleeps on top and I sleep on the bottom."

Mei Aoshuang was deeply shocked by the scene he described, and said angrily, "Shameless."

Wu Shizhu was puzzled for a while, why did the brother in charge like to talk about shamelessness so much, and this time he was talking about whoever was shameless, let's ignore it for now, the most important thing is to solve the sleeping problem.With a smile all over his face, he approached Mei Aoshuang meanly: "It's too uncomfortable to sleep underneath, so I want to sleep on it tonight, senior brother, do you think it's okay?"

Mei Aoshuang stood up without saying a word, her tall figure cast a shadow in front of Wu Shizhu, she took out a teleportation talisman from her sleeve, and felt a wave of indignation between those slender fingers.

The cold air gathered in the room silently climbed up to Wu Shizhu's ankle. Wu Shizhu wanted to cry without tears, blinked his eyes, grabbed his sleeves, and compromised: "Don't freeze me and send me to sleep outside again. I will sleep under the bed." that is."

"You..." Mei Aoshuang Cangshan Ruoxue's face turned red with anger.

Seeing that he was going to cast a spell, Wu Ji tried to ask anxiously: "I have to see Mr. You Ye tomorrow, I can't sleep well, how can I learn spells mentally?"

Learn the sorcery that charms men?

Mei Aoshuang gritted her teeth, knowing that he couldn't say anything serious, but tomorrow's affairs cannot be sloppy.He withdrew his spiritual power, waved his hands and sleeves, and shook Wu Tutu away.

Wu tried to roll to the foot of the table like a ball, got up, and bowed with a smile: "Thank you brother for not freezing, in order to be full of energy tomorrow, I will go to sleep now."

He ran into the bedroom, put the wooden shelf for hanging clothes across in front of the bed, symbolically separating two spaces, then rummaged through the tall cabinet next to him to find the quilt, the unpadded mattress, and removed the quilt cover On the floor, lay down wrapped in white cotton wool, and thus the floor was made.

"Brother Sect Master, good night!" He poked his head out of the cotton wool and shouted outside.

The layman's 'sleeping below' means sleeping on the floor?

What does 'sleep on top' mean?

Mei Aoshuang looked at the bed blocked by Mu Shi with quiet eyes, the layout was similar to their bedroom in Suokey Chenxiang Pavilion, he realized something, the anger on his face gradually faded, and then he blushed in embarrassment .

He is the one who thinks his thoughts are filthy.

Stepping in, Mei Aoshuang stood in front of the cotton wool that looked like a white caterpillar, looked at the head with the hair on the fork, and recalled that although this ordinary person was rude, he had never done anything immoral. In a blink of an eye, he saw a smear of red cinnabar on his right wrist, which was not completely covered by Xue Chenxiang. This thing was bought by Wu trying to lose his body...but he never threatened it with this, so he forgot Promise to treat him better.

His thoughts were like a vast sea of ​​smoke, the overlapping of the false and the real, and the shadowy sense of guilt made him feel a little ashamed.

"You go to sleep..." After thinking about it, Mei Aoshuang changed her mind and said, "You can sleep on the bed."

Wu tried to arch a few times in the cotton wool, rubbing half of his body out, with a look of surprise on his face: "Really? Let me sleep on it?"

That smile was indelibly obscene, and the veins on Mei Aoshuang's forehead twitched a few times, and she corrected her in a cool voice, "Can't you be more strict with your words? Just say bed, bed, and lay it on the floor." When you talk about laying the floor, why do you say above and below?"

Those grape-like eyeballs gleamed innocently under the light, and Wu Zhuji said calmly, "Second Senior Brother said that, last night he forced me to sleep, kicked me under the bed, and beat me violently." Don, I just endured the pain until dawn."

"..." Mei Aoshuang was taken aback for a moment.