Xiao Bai and Mu Yun quickly returned to the mountain.

The sword fell in Dan Pavilion.

The disciples in the Bluestone Square saw that they were fighting to the death three days ago, and now they have been driving together on swords. They have to admire Xiao Bai's skill in flirting with girls.

Not only did they flirt with the elders, but they didn't even let the elders go...

brute!

The disciples dare not speak out.

The male disciples were envious of their heads.

However, the female disciples' curiosity about Xiao Bai soared.

After falling into the sword, Mu Yun felt his ankles a little numb.

Although she enjoyed the feeling of being a queen above the master, she always felt that she was at a disadvantage.

"I have to report this to the Precepts Hall. I will go to the second senior brother first, so I won't go up the mountain with you. You can go to Master's place to find some comfort."

What does it mean to find some comfort to the elders?

He is very in good spirits, so how can he comfort him?

OK, I need some comfort.

Xiao Bai understood it.

"See you back."

Seeing Xiao Bai's figure disappearing from the sky, Mu Yun's arrogant eyes gradually cooled down.

His figure flashed and he headed straight to the northwest.

...

Back to the top of the mountain.

Xiao Bai went to the bamboo forest hot spring, washed away the sweat and blood stains, turned back to the Zhushe study room, opened the bookcase, and raked the Danfang along the fragrant path.

The alchemy room has no defense.

The elder did not drink tea in front of the elixir furnace, recuperate, and take care of the elixir in the furnace as usual.

Instead, he dissected a snake on the stone platform...

A dark red venomous snake with a thick wrist!

The snake's eyes are like a woman's charming eyes, the snake's scales are thin and soft, and the delicate snake's tail is entangled.

So disgusting...

I'll take a look again.

For some reason, Xiao Ran actually felt like hormones were surging.

That's a snake!

What's even more outrageous is that the red snake, who is being cut off by a short knife, shows a happy posture.

Too weird.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the jade pot that was dissecting the red snake, picked up the blood-red peach petal tea on the side of the platform, without looking back:

"I thought the person who came back was a spinal worm."

“…”

Xiao Bai detailed the whole story of the matter, exaggerating how dangerous the situation was, and how miserable he was beaten.

Thinking about it carefully, the battle process was extremely dangerous, and it was not far from the back of the spinal insect.

And all the dangers he encountered seemed to be within the expectations of the elders.

"Does the elder have any important identity that makes many people stare at you, and some evil people want to get rid of me and arrange chess pieces by your side."

Yuhu then turned around slowly, and his white hands slowly wiped the blood from his face.

After wiping the blood, my hands were still white.

The picturesque face is as cold as ever, only a rippling of spring water appears in my eyes.

"So, aren't you a pawn?"

What about the trust between husband and wife?

Even if we don’t have feelings, we are old comrades who have been with us for several days. Is there no trust?

"Look at what you said, I am at most a chessboard that can be ravaged by others. Of course, chess players are limited to fairies."

Yuhu smiled sweetly, took a sip of tea, and said:

"So... Mu Yun bullied you too?"

Another issue!

Xiao Bai said without hesitation:

"No, my senior sister and I respect each other like guests, there is no such possibility."

As soon as he said that, Xiao Bai knew that he had been in trouble.

"Wait, it's not about respecting each other...I mean..."

The cold tea water was filled with red mist.

The jade pot pointed at Xiao Bai's hand and said:

"You have the smell of bamboo silk on your hands."

"puff--"

Xiao Bai couldn't argue, and he couldn't even wash it even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Yuhu's eyes rippled, and his tone suddenly became gentle. He pointed to the cup surrounded by red mist and said.

"It should be very tired, have a cup of tea."

Xiao Bai heard a trance: Dalang...

"Wife, you misunderstood. Senior sister is too fast to control the sword and I have nowhere to catch it--"

"Drink tea."

...

Xueyan Sect, the northwest mountains.

In a bamboo forest with wind and snow, two middle-aged men in disciple uniforms were slowly rushing to the road.

A late stage of foundation building cultivation.

A peak cultivation level in foundation building.

In the Tianyuan era, it was extremely difficult for cultivators to form pills. Foundation building cultivation is the mainstay of the cultivation world. You can teach at the middle level at any sect.

But the two of them were still wearing disciple uniforms, not holding swords, but trekking in the forest.

Judging from the walking postures of the two, they are more sharp and not more elegant than disciples of the sect.

The two of them walked while whispering, trying their best to hide their breath and lower their volume.

"Can you fail even if you kill a mortal?"

"Although this boy has a fetal breathing cultivation, his sword skills are perfect, and his physique is also extraordinary. He is very likely to be the experimental subject of Yuhu Zhenren."

"Is it a demon... or a demon?"

"It's still human."

"Since it's human, Zhao Hanwu's failure is understandable. Even you can't kill him?"

"There is a third party protecting him secretly. This person is above me and his whereabouts are extremely hidden. If it weren't for the poor tracking methods, I might not have come back."

"It seems that you and I have to act together... We can't go back and hand in the office."

Just finished speaking!

A female voice lingered from the sky above the bamboo dome, making it difficult to tell the direction.

"Then don't go back."

"who!"

The two drew their swords vigilantly.

A black vine suddenly drilled into the two of them from the soles of their feet.

The dantian was entangled by vines, and the two of them lost the power of resistance in a flash, and the sword fell to the ground.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be impulsive!"

"We are just running errands. Let us have a way out and tell you the people behind the scenes!"

In a trance, a pair of thin legs wrapped in black stockings flashed through the forest, leaving behind a graceful wind.

"Who cares?"

"Help--"

The two of them opened their mouths and tried to speak, but they strangled their throats and could no longer speak.

A dark flower blooms in his mouth.
Chapter completed!