Qin Wuyan listened to Xiaohuan's clear and melodious girlish voice ringing in his ears. He couldn't help but look sideways, looking at the young and innocent face of the other party. His face became a little softer and he thanked Xiaohuan.

"Thank you for your kind words, girl. I feel relieved now!"

After that, Qin Wuyan did not leave. He stood motionless in front of the eucalyptus table. A few thoughts flashed in his eyes. After hesitating for a moment, under the doubtful eyes of Zhou Xian and Xiao Huan, he took out another twelve taels of silver.

He handed it to Xiaohuan.

Xiaohuan looked at the other party in confusion, but did not move Yinliang's hands. A hint of wariness flashed in his smart and cunning eyes, and he took a step back slightly and asked coldly.

"Guest, what do you mean?"

An aura gradually rose up from Xiaohuan's body, as cold as a goddess above the nine heavens. The stars in the sky shook slightly and seemed to flicker. He put his palms behind his back and made a seal. He looked at the face on the other side warily.

He looks like a pale and frail man.

Qin Wuyan's face changed, and a trace of surprise flashed in his heart. He didn't expect that he had made a mistake. The girl in front of him was actually a practitioner. He could feel the aura emanating from Xiaohuan's body, which was cold and cold, like a star. Although the practitioner was not Qingyun.

The methods of the three sects are pure in aura and full of divine will, and are not weaker than the methods of the three Qingyun sects. However, their origins are rather strange.

Qin Wuyan sensed that Xiaohuan was not a disciple of the three major sects, so he relaxed a little, and looked at Xiaohuan with bright eyes, with a bit of smile and politeness, obviously not wanting to conflict with Xiaohuan, Wen Sheng explained

road.

"I don't mean anything else, but I have a friend who is going to enter the Western Death Swamp this time. I hope the girl can make a fortune for him!"

Xiaohuan was stunned for a moment, put down his little hand behind his back, put away his momentum, and put on a bright smile again on his face. The pear dimples appeared on his round face, which made Qin Wuyan feel relaxed for a while, and the last thing in his heart was

I have let go of my guard. There are so many practicing people in the world, so why should I care about the origin of the girl in front of me? If they meet by chance, there is no need to inquire further.

Qin Wuyan once again picked up a piece of white paper on the table and wrote two words on it. These two words were completely different from the three words Qin Wuyan just wrote. If Xiaohuan hadn't seen Qin Wuyan with his own eyes,

It is absolutely not believed that this is the handwriting of the same person.

Gui Li, the two words on the white paper are also the same name. The pen is long and slender, with many sharp edges, vigorous and powerful, penetrating into the wood, with a trace of evil aura, rising up, causing Zhou Xian on the side to take a look and look away.

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Qin Wuyan didn't seem to realize the impact of the two words he wrote. He raised his head slightly, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were as warm and bright as ever. He looked at Xiao Huan and Xiao Huan who looked a little strange.

Zhou Xian said.

"My friend's name is Gui Li, and I'd like to ask you two to test the luck of his trip!"

Qin Wuyan's voice was not loud, gentle but firm, but practitioners are all people with sensitive five senses. In an instant, all the people walking around stopped and looked at this small fortune-telling stall.

Qin Wuyan, who was still gentle, had a burning gaze that attracted everyone's attention.

Xiaohuan glanced at Qin Wuyan uneasily, and the smile on his face became a little dull. His big eyes were full of thoughts, guessing the origin of this young man, but he kept explaining.

"I'm sorry, guest, I need to come here in person to do the word test. Otherwise, the computer will not be able to predict the luck or misfortune. Please take back this silver!"

Xiao Huan stretched out his fair and slender fingers and pointed at the twelve taels of silver on the table. He was not moved at all. On the other hand, Zhou Xian's eyes were bright and flashed with a trace of heartache. However, he also knew that at any rate, he took Xiao Huan with him.

He has traveled around the world without incident for so many years. In addition to his eloquence and amazing eyesight, he also knows what is good and will not put himself in danger. Who is Gui Li? He was originally a disciple of the Qingyun Sect and is now the Ghost King Sect.

The Bloody Young Master is so prestigious that there is no way he can provoke him now.

Qin Wuyan did not give up. He still had that gentle smile on his face, but a hint of chill flashed through his clear eyes. Because Dawang Village is located on the edge of the Death Swamp, there are usually many poisonous insects in the village.

, it made chirping sounds from time to time, but now it suddenly became quiet. The entire Dawang Village seemed to have fallen into a state of tranquility. The air suddenly became a little more depressing, and the practitioners gradually divided into two major forces.

A confrontation ensued.

Qin Wuyan seemed to know nothing about all this, he just stared at the somewhat mysterious girl in front of him quietly and said firmly.

"You don't have to worry, girl, but it doesn't matter, even if it's not accurate, I will never blame you!"

Xiaohuan felt the solemn atmosphere around him, and did not want to have a conflict here and now, so he had to laugh stiffly. Although he was forced, the sound was still clear and sweet, just like the wind chimes. He looked down at Gui Li on the white paper.

The two words reminded me of the scene when I met this person at the beginning of the year, and the heroic elder brother I met later. If it weren't for him, how would I be able to achieve such a level of cultivation now? Even in the face of the current situation, Xiaohuan still

I am confident that I can protect Zhou Xian and escape, so I am not nervous at all.

Xiaohuan stared at those two words for a moment. Her big eyes were full of marks of time, even twinkling with stars, making her bright eyes a little more mysterious and cold. Then she slowly raised her head, her expression

Somewhat indifferently, he said to the seemingly elegant but actually aggressive Qin Wuyan in front of him.

"Everyone has a soul. Those whose souls persist after death are mostly ghosts and are feared by the world. The name Gui Li written by the guest just shows that this person does not believe in ghosts and gods, so it is useless to predict good or bad luck.

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Qin Wuyan turned his head slightly and glanced at the people around him, but his eyes suddenly fixed in a certain direction. There was a figure there, like a monkey squatting on his shoulders. There was a cold aura on his body. No strangers were allowed to enter.

Qin Wuyan shook his head slightly and said to Xiaohuan.

"Young lady, what you said is wrong. The disciples of my Holy Cult have always respected the Two Saints and devoutly believed in the Heavenly Sha Ming King and the Youming Holy Mother. As a disciple of the Ghost King Sect, how could Gui Li not believe in ghosts and gods?"

Although the beliefs of the demon sect are crooked in the eyes of the righteous people, they are indeed devout in their beliefs. Only some gangsters or demon sect disciples with improper backgrounds will not believe in the two saints. Qin Wuyan's words seem to be unreasonable.
Chapter completed!