Chapter 701

For mu Qingxiao, Nie Xiaoqian may be a passer-by in the world of mortals. Although there has been the blending of soul and body, they have no feelings for each other.

He is not a pedantic person, and he is responsible without saying.

Leaving the complex emotions behind, mu Qingxiao went straight to the monk's house next door.

The light in the monk's house is bright, which is much dirtier than where he lives. Looking around, I saw a scholar lying on the messy bed.

Ning caichen.

Glancing at Ning caichen, mu Qingxiao knew that she just fainted. It seems that there are many kind-hearted people in this group of female ghosts except Nie Xiaoqian.

The night is thicker, the wind is howling, and the half man tall weeds rustle, which makes the atmosphere of delanro Temple more strange.

About half an hour later, Yan Chixia returned, followed by dozens of men in cotton clothes, silk and satin, chivalrous clothes and even Confucian robes.

When Yan Chixia stepped into the monk's house and saw mu Qingxiao sitting on the left, she was suddenly surprised. Was it the boy who didn't know good or bad who disturbed the elder's cultivation and asked Laixing if he could commit a crime?

"Senior."

Seeing Yan Chixia trembling to his side, mu Qingxiao ignored him, but looked at dozens of men behind him, and a fine light flashed across his eyes.

"Who are they?"

"Er..."

Yan Chixia, who just wanted to apologize, was tangled and quickly said, "senior, they are the chivalrous men I met when I bought wine in the town. It's too late to meet the younger generation."

"Help yourself."

Mu Qingxiao glanced at them casually and thought deeply. Then he closed his eyes and ignored them.

"Brother Yan, won't you introduce us?"

At this time, a young man in a Confucian robe came forward and looked at Xiang Mu Qingxiao. His eyes were full of confusion.

Yan Chixia saw mu Qingxiao's appearance and said with a smile, "brothers, I'll pick up some firewood first. Wait a moment. Don't disturb your cultivation."

When Yan Chixia left, more than a dozen young people sat down and discussed with each other.

"Big beard called him elder, isn't it a hidden expert? But I don't remember there are hidden experts here?"

"Never mind him. Yan Chixia must have his reason for saying so."

"The scholar lying on the bed is not the Ning caichen of the ghost? But my idol!"

"Isn't it a Japanese ghost? If I meet Nie Xiaoqian, I'll show you every day. Ning caichen is just an ordinary person. What can I worship?"

When more than a dozen young people talked about it, they didn't know when mu Qingxiao opened his eyes, flashing strange eyes.

In fact, when he saw these young people, mu Qingxiao began to guess their identity. Now he has come to a conclusion by listening to their conversation.

Jumper!

As a jumper, his biggest advantage is that he is familiar with the plot. Among these people, he seems to be very familiar with here, and he climbed up to Yan Chixia as soon as he came up.

Mu Qingxiao was surprised that dozens of walkers appeared at the same time, but he was only surprised.

After hundreds of years of cultivation, his mind has long been different from that in previous years. His ability to accept certain things has been greatly improved, not to mention just a dozen foundation builders.

What waves can more than a dozen foundation builders turn over?

Moreover, he vaguely felt that these people in front of him were the targets he was looking for. If so, he could only strangle them all in the cradle.

A moment later, mu Qingxiao took back his eyes, stood up and walked to the monk's house next door.

When she came to the monk's house, Nie Xiaoqian had left for a long time, but a wisp of fragrance remained in the air in the monk's house. When she came to the board, a sigh sounded.

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"Help, help me!"

The dark wind roared past, and a woman's cry for help came faintly from the depths of the woods.

When the door of the monk's house opened, two young men in Confucian robes quickly came out. A woman in green fell to the ground, her clothes messy and stained with some mud.

It seems that it's because of the fierce running. My pretty face is red, and my beautiful eyes are full of panic. I'm still sorry.

The two young people looked at each other, and one of them flashed a hint of fun and slightly undetectable pornographic evil light at the bottom of his eyes.

"Is this a female ghost? It's no different from ordinary women. It's very beautiful."

Although it was dark, they were friars who built the foundation after all. With weak night vision, they could barely see the situation around lanruo temple.

In the dark woods, a woman in blue stumbled out, with dark bright hair and white skin. She looked back in panic from time to time. She was pitiful.

"Two CHILDES save me, there is a wolf behind!"

"You see how much she pretends. You can play ghosts if you want, but you should also be alert. After all, they are not ordinary people. Who knows what means they have."

As soon as the woman's words fell, a wolf howled in the dark jungle, rustling in the thorny jungle, as if a wild wolf was attacking.

Seeing this, one of the young men in Confucian robes had been impatient for a long time. He walked up with a spring breeze smile on his face. He wanted to have a dozen such beautiful female ghosts.

He helped the woman up and stroked her boneless and fragrant skin. The young man immediately felt a ripple in his heart, even if he knew it was a female ghost.

Aware of the man's frivolity, the woman blushed and covered her face with shame, but a cold light flashed across her eyes.

The young man hugged the woman's slender waist and walked to the hall. At the same time, he comforted: "don't be afraid, girl. I'm here. The wild wolf doesn't dare to make a mistake. Go inside and have a rest."

Since there are people living in both monasteries, one of them is a mysterious young man, and the other lives his companions, you can't play female ghosts in front of them, can you?

"Thank you for saving me, young master. I can't repay you."

"You're welcome, girl."

About ten minutes later, a red faced voice sounded in the hall. The sound was quite high and some waves could be clearly transmitted to the two monk houses.

"Sleeping trough, this boy is really engaged with female ghosts. It tastes really heavy. Don't you stop him?"

"It's all right. Don't worry about him. The female ghost can't turn over any waves. We still plan how to kill the Millennium tree demon."

About half an hour later, accompanied by a high groan, the young man's fierce cry rang out: "you female ghost, you want to harm me and die!"

"Shua Shua -"

In the hall, a figure in green clothes flew out strangely, his face flushed, and rushed to the woods at a very fast speed.

The young man rushed out with his clothes stained with blood. I don't know when he already held a long sword in his hand and his face was gloomy: "unexpectedly, this female ghost has some Taoist skills!"

"Smelly man, you wait for me!"

Fleeing into the woods, the woman in blue stretched out her scarlet tongue and said ferociously.

Originally, after her pleasure, she wanted to suck the man dry, but she didn't expect that the latter had some Taoism and almost fell here.

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