I have been assisting these years

"No."

Feng Changyu said it with certainty, her mother never mentioned it to her, neither did the actresses.

Qi Jin snorted, thinking that it was probably a nickname that contained emotional entanglements.

It could also be...

She took a look at Feng Changyu, and felt that it was not surprising that he had such emotional entanglements.

It's just that the man in black should be the boss.

Ghost King?

Could it be that the ending of this book is that Feng Changyu died in battle?It shouldn't be, she is the heroine.

Qi Jin doesn't like to use her brain very much, she finds it troublesome, many troubles can't be solved immediately by thinking about them, it is precisely because of thinking that they become troubles.

She doesn't want to be so tired.

Someone came from a distance, Qi Jin stood up, and said Senior Sister, I'm going to rest.

Feng Changyu covered her veil and hummed.

……

The remaining limbs in one place were cleaned up, and when Yuling set off on the second day, she was still counting how many ghost skins she got.

There are many recommendations about alchemy materials in "Dan Jian", but many materials are particularly difficult to find. She is average in Taoism and is very interested in this aspect.

While Wen Xuanqing watched her count with her fingers, she couldn't help laughing.

A bunch of candied haws appeared in sight.

His second senior sister handed it over, Wen Xuanqing took it, and found that since Qi Jin had bought all the sticks he was carrying, leaning on his shoulders, he was dressed very expensively, but he looked like a reckless man.

The group of people all ate the candied haws that Qi Jin bought, and Feng Changyu was no exception.

She seldom ate anything along the way, and she was stunned for a while when she took the candied haws. Withdrew his hand.

It happened that Feng Changyu stretched out his hand, but instead of grabbing the candied haws, he grabbed Qi Jin's hand.

Her hands were icy cold, and Qi Jin subconsciously shook off the coldness.

The spring is warm and the streets are full of people. Although it is not as lively as Shengjing, it is very popular. There are a few disciples who haven't been down the mountain for too many years, and they are very fresh.

"Do you want it or not?"

Feng Changyu felt that Qi Jin had indeed changed. Before seeing her wanting to hide, now the feeling of wanting to run away seems to have completely disappeared.

The rest is surprisingly calm.

It's as if he mistook her for who she was before, but now he let go of it.

There's nothing too big or small.

"Junior sister doesn't seem very willing?"

There are also many monks coming and going on the street, and the styles of the monks' robes are the same, but Feng Changyu and his party did not show the logo of Yu Qingque, and they look like a group of young casual monks.

Wen Xuanqing was biting a candied hawthorn, which was coated with sugar, but the hawthorn inside his bunch was sour, so sour that he grinned his teeth, if there were any hairs, the hairs would stand on end.

Seeing his appearance, Yu Ling narrowed her eyes with a smile, and reached out to poke Wen Xuanqing's bulging cheek.

Before the girl wore the skirt that Qi Jin had bought as a gift from Wen Xuanqing, she looked like a girl from an ordinary family. Her fingertips were warm, making Wen Xuanqing's neck, ears and cheeks swell with heat.

His eyes were already a little round, but after having the edges and corners, he looked easy to bully when he first entered the Tao, and he still had a bit of aura with a straight face and no words.It's just that he always looks soft in front of his sweetheart, and there seems to be a layer of mist in his eyes, looking at the girl beside him.

Yuling finally realized what she had done, and lowered her head shyly.

The two young men were standing behind Feng Changyu. Qi Jin looked at Feng Changyu, and naturally he could see the two lovers behind him who seemed to have entered the state. Still smile.

Feng Changyu looked at Qi Jin's sudden smile.

During these days, Qi Jin always looked cold and cold. Feng Changyu hadn't seen this kind of smile for a long time, and of course it wasn't a perfunctory expression in front of her. It seemed that he was in a good mood and showed it involuntarily.

She turned around and saw that her junior brother was talking to Yuling. The young man was moving very fast, nearly two heads taller than the little girl, as if he was whispering something.

But Feng Changyu turned around and stopped in such a way that the whole group stopped and looked at the two of them.

Wen Xuanqing raised his eyes, met nearly ten pairs of meaningful eyes, and was so frightened that his tongue was tied up, "You, what are you looking at me for?"

The fellow practitioners who ate candied haws didn’t have the slightest sense of shame, and some even showed mean smiles and joked——

"Some people say that it's brother and sister love..."

"But we both know..."

……

Qi Jin saw that both of them were about to hang their heads to the ground, and stretched out their hands to pat them, who were still booing, "Okay, okay, stop making trouble, it's not a crime to be a single monk."

Another burst of laughter.

Feng Changyu also laughed, she likes this kind of atmosphere very much, Qi Jin seems to be born with this ability to make the other party put down their grudges and follow her involuntarily.

If the other team's tour is to kill demons, like the disciples who traveled in the past calculate the score according to the demons killed, they will not choose lively towns.

After all, the magistrates in lively towns will invite powerful monks to protect them, and it is difficult for ordinary ghosts to survive.

But Feng Changyu and Qi Jin were the only ones who knew the purpose of their group, and no one questioned Feng Changyu's leadership.

Feng Changyu finally ate the bunch of candied haws.

Qi Jin contracted the top two floors of an inn.

The inn is located on the main road of Yangcheng, she chose a room facing the street, said hello and went out by herself.

A group of disciples are fighting and making trouble, which is very fresh.

Feng Changyu was sitting on her own couch, she took a bite of the bunch of candied haws, it was so sore that her cheeks hurt, she covered it with one hand, but took another bite.

She rarely eats these snacks.

Although she came from a humble background, she was indeed brought up in rich clothes and fine food. In order for her to be famous in Shengjing like her mother, Ling Niang spent a lot of money on food and clothing.

Later, he was really bought by a lot of money and put into a cage in the Hou Mansion, and he still ate the most expensive pastries and drank the purest water.

It is said that a real beauty has icy muscles and bones, and ordinary food will soak the body and become dirty.

She didn't have the chance to experience this before, and after practicing Taoism, Leng Qiuzi doted on her very much, and her spending was no different from before.

She didn't need to go to the dining hall, and someone would bring it to her if she wanted it.

But Qi Jin is different, she seems to like to be lively.

Her body was tainted with too much smoke and fire, and her cultivation could not affect her temperament. She stood out among a group of disciples.

A group of disciples were fighting and making noise in the corridor, Wen Xuanqing was being teased all the time, Yu Ling just hid in the house and couldn't come out.

"Where is Senior Sister Qi going?"

When Qi Jin came out of the house, he happened to see a group of people leaning on the wooden porch to compete who could pick the leaves of the big tree in the yard without Taoism.

How boring.

Isn't it longer than the hand?

"Go out for a walk."

Qi Jin replied, followed by voices of hey, hey, I'm going too, with bits and pieces of "I want to eat the egg roll that Junior Brother Wen said" and "and the flower cake sold on the street just now" ...

I really don't know.

Qi Jin felt a little helpless, waved his hand, "Follow me."

"Is Senior Sister Qi treating you?"

"Senior Sister Qi is so rich, she must invite her."

"Qijin is the daughter of a rich family."

Qi Jin didn't bother to refute, she was really a wealthy daughter anyway.

Wen Xuanqing still wanted to call Yuling, but when he thought of Yuling's shy look just now, he felt that the people around him must be joking too much.

Feng Changyu stood by the window and watched the market.

In March, the grass grows and the warblers fly. The most famous thing in Yangcheng is the willows. There are willows on both sides of the road. There are young people riding horses on the street, and the bustling hawkers can be heard.

Even though he knew that this trip was not easy, Feng Changyu still relaxed for a moment.

There were also many monks on the street, and when she raised her eyes again, she saw Qi Jin and his party.

Qi Jin, who was wearing a black robe, was surrounded by a group of people, and it was almost impossible for her to patronize the street stalls one by one.

A group of monks don't have the slightest monastic temperament, like young people messing around, eating this horseshoe cake for a while, and buying a little chaos for a while.

Qi Jin had a look of indescribable expression on his face, and he was very straightforward when paying the money.

Like a group of kids from a rich family playing around, spending money recklessly.

Feng Changyu watched them disappear at the end of the long street and only returned in the evening.

Feng Changyu also got ten boxes of cheese pies as if he bought a season's worth of things.

Wen Xuanqing seemed to have bought a butterfly hairpin for Yuling, and gave it to the little girl whose face was almost ripe amidst the booing of a group of fellow students.

It was rare for Feng Changyu to come out to watch the excitement.

I found Qi Jin leaning on the pillars of the corridor, staring at a group of people and laughing.

Her relaxation could be felt from afar, but when she noticed that Feng Changyu had come out, she withdrew her candy and gave him a restrained smile.

Feng Changyu felt a little sad in his heart, but he walked to Qi Jin's side again.

"Thank you junior sister, the dry baked pie is not bad."

"not bad?"

Qi Jin turned his head, "I bought it after waiting for half an hour."

Her mood still ebbed and flowed quickly, and she was puffed up for a while, but she calmed down immediately.

"delicious."

Feng Changyu continued.

Qi Jin snorted, feeling that this person was really boring.

Wen Xuanqing was still being booed by a group of people, and the noise made the lantern above his head shake. Yuling couldn't bear it anymore, and she simply pulled Wen Xuanqing into the room, and closed the door with a bang.

A group of people laughed even louder.

In the final analysis, the path of cultivating the Tao is too lonely, and a little bit of fun will be magnified.

It seemed that more exaggerated jokes were inevitable tomorrow morning.

Qi Jin also laughed, the group of people passed by Qi Jin and Feng Changyu to say hello after the excitement.

For a while, the corridor was extremely quiet.

"Senior sister, I see that red dot on the map has not moved, it has been on the way to Huangquan."

Feng Changyu hummed, "We stayed in Yangcheng for a few days, but there are still demons entrenched outside the city."

"Isn't Huang Quandao expressly prohibiting disciples from going there?"

Huangquan Road is close to the land of extreme yin and the ignorant stream, which is too dangerous.

Leng Qiuzi hunts ghosts in Huangquan Road all the year round, but the ghosts there are not the kind that Qi Jin encountered yesterday, some of them are hideous in appearance, but their thinking is close to human, and with strong ghost aura, ordinary monks will be torn apart if they get close .

"Master just told me to pay attention to the ghost seal during the tour, so you don't have to be too nervous."

Feng Changyu's sigh was soft, but Qi Jin still heard it.

The road ahead is extremely dangerous, and the red mark on the Marauder's map is particularly clear, the two points that have been awakened.

One is in Yangcheng, and the other is in Huangquan Road.

Yangcheng is Qi Jin, and the one from Huangquandao is very likely to be the current ghost king.

"Is that so..."

Qi Jin licked his lips, and the Marauder's Map she took out was stuffed back into the spirit pouch.

Even if her gaze only stayed in Suihai for a moment, Feng Changyu still noticed it.

The other party was missing Su Mingzhen.

Moonlight is like water.

People far away in Suihai have no time to think about it. This seemingly isolated place, the place where the legendary weapon is hidden, is extremely dangerous.

The depths of the sea have no light, and the shores have no light.

The bloodstains of their group were splattered on the sandy beach. Someone staggered with a sword to deal with the oncoming ancient ghosts, but was torn apart by one claw.

This is a place you can only enter and cannot exit.

Everyone underestimated its dangers.

Including Yan Qi, the ghost clan sent out lost news again, and she was also a little uneasy.

The ghost seal she was playing with exuded a faint red light, as if to guide her to find the one that hadn't returned yet.

It was pitch black here, and below her were tens of thousands of skeletons, and there was the sound of gnawing and gnawing.

She looked at the ghost print on her palm, waved away the ghost general who was about to report some bad news, and said to herself——

"There's actually an aura like mine around that ghost seal..."

Her face suddenly turned ferocious, and the left half of her face covered by her long hair was extremely ferocious, as if it had been scorched by a raging fire.

"Could it be..."