Wuya Mountain, a bamboo building with precious light on the outside. On the walls of the bamboo building are hanged with zithers, long swords, calligraphy and paintings, desks, chairs, pens, inks, paper and inkstones, all of which are shining.

Every inconspicuous object in this bamboo building is actually a magic weapon.

Although many of them have no effect of attacking the enemy and defending themselves, so many magic weapons are amazing again, which further illustrates their master's background.

Zhiyue sat in the attic, rubbing a piece of clothing made of red satin and white gauze. The needle and thread on it were crooked, making it seem that the handmade man who sewed this piece of clothing was not very good.

Zhiyue was a little distracted. She thought of those few months in the mountains, and the battle with Su Xiaoxiao tomorrow. She thought of Jiang Yunhe’s worship in Zichen Sect, many of them.

After a while, the bamboo house ban was touched, and he woke him up, frowned slightly and sighed quietly.

She already knows the person coming and the other party's purpose.

I didn't want the other party to come in, but the people outside were persistent.

When the ban was opened, a woman in her twenties was in her colorful clothes, with a smile on her eyebrows.

"It's really been a long time since I saw Fairy Yue, so I'm here to talk to Fairy Yue. Of course, my sister is really curious. Who is the one who can make the fairy fight?"

"We will see it after tomorrow." The moon-shen Shen was clear and his eyes were bright, and he returned to his cold appearance as before, making people sigh when they saw it.

"Oh, then I'm going to look forward to it." The woman in color chuckled.

Then he changed his voice: "But I have heard a lot of rumors recently."

Zhiyue said: "It has nothing to do with me."

"What if it's related? I heard that the witch had been with a man recently, and went in and out."

Zhiyue's expression became colder. "It has nothing to do with you."

"Of course, I'm just afraid that the fairy will be deceived." The woman in Caiyi didn't expect Zhiyue to be so rude and looked a little embarrassed.

"I'm willing." Zhiyue picked up the teacup.

"What's more, even without him, I wouldn't choose Duan Zhe."

"The fairy misunderstood..." The woman in the colorful clothes looked even more embarrassed, with a hint of anger. However, Zhiyue had already served tea and saw the guests, so she couldn't say more.

After sending the woman in color away, Zhiyue shook her head slightly, and this was already the third wave.

Thinking of their words and purpose, Zhiyue felt a little angry.

Thinking of Jiang Yunhe, Zhiyue's eyes softened again.

In such a situation in the mountains that day, the other party also kept the gentleman's courtesy, and did not cross the line at all. How many people outside could do this alone?

Thinking of the scene where Su Xiaoxiao pulled her clothes and passed the Five Aggregation Map to Jiang Yunhe that day, Zhiyue felt that her face was a little hot.

It's very embarrassing.

But it is precisely this that makes people feel the same.

...

Jiang Yunhe came out of the coffin car with a look of helplessness.

After Su Xiaoxiao said that, she was silent all the time, her eyes kept rolling, obviously she didn't have any good ideas.

After walking a few steps outside, the others saw that they were all looking up to the mountains.

It is the kind of "the mountains look up to you, the scenery goes by. Even if you can't reach it, your heart yearns for it."

Jiang Yunhe sighed quietly, feeling tired.

Find a clearing space and quiet.

Those who know me really say I am worried, and those who don’t know me say I want what I want!

"Has I been driven out?" Tong Qingchuan stood beside Jiang Yunhe and looked into the distance.

Then he laughed three times.

"You have today too!"

"Although you have been driven out, I, Yibo Yuntian Tong Qingchuan, will not take you in. Goodbye!"

Jiang Yunhe:...

You are just talking about these nonsense?

Want me to feel the anger of the licking dog who ate lemons?

He huddled his hand in his sleeves and played with a golden fish. Injecting spiritual energy into it has two effects: one is to form a layer of shield, and the other is to take himself away.

Jiang Yunhe was wondering whether to run away secretly.

It is definitely not a good idea to go to Zichen Sect. There is a five-aggregation diagram of the treasure in your body. If you enter Zichen Sect, you will be unable to do so.

And how good is to be free? How hard it is to think about it, you will go from getting married to being buried?

Are you in endless quarrels like your parents? Or are you turning your life into a stagnant pool like those who have fallen into a boredom after a brief hormonal stimulation? While you want to pursue new stimulation, you must be careful to maintain your family.

Those people are fine, but their lives are only a few decades long. Once you close your eyes and don’t meet each other, the road between the underworld will be far away, and there will be no future.

The monks often have hundreds of years of life, hundreds of thousands of years of time, and it makes people feel terrifying to think about it.

A mortal has itchy all over his body for seven years, let alone a monk for seven hundred years.

Sitting there and recalling carefully why I fell into the embarrassing situation at this time.

The more Jiang Yunhe thought about it, the more he felt wronged.

I clearly want to save your life, why am I in such an embarrassing situation now?

Jiang Yunhe felt that life... is really hard to describe...

"well……"

It is definitely not enough to show your grievances. After all, the treasure of Zichen Sect is still in your body. Since you don’t talk about feelings, then talk about fists, grab yourself back and lock yourself in a cage and wait for eighteen years before you get the Five Aggregation Picture.

As for your own life and death, it is hard to say.

"Forget it, take a step by step." Jiang Yunhe looked around.

He is really a master, and a strong man is like rain. Although he is not walking around the Huamen, he is still as numerous as a dog. Only a strong man in the Star Palace realm like a Red Flower Ancestor can shake.

There is little chance of success in sneaking away, but there are many problems.

...

The next morning, the fog had not yet dissipated.

A wild laughter.

"Hahahahahahahaha, Sikong, you will not be my opponent in eight hundred years."

A big man with eyebrows dripping like blood fell on the mountain and laughed wildly.

"The old dog with blood-browed eyebrows is not the time today, let's learn about it another day." Another voice fell to another mountain.

"I have met the master (ancestor)." The disciples of the Blood-Drinking Sect who had arrived before were greeted.

"Well, my ancestor will take charge of you. You must fight out the might of my Blood-Drinking Sect and let those hypocrites who claim to be the right path have a good experience." The big man laughed.

"yes!"

"The Blood-Browed Real Person is still as hot as ever!" Another woman's voice came softly.

"Bah, you, Ghost Jianchou, are you embarrassed to say to me?" Xuemei Zhenren spitted.

With the sound, a beautiful woman with a green robe and a red mole on her forehead fell from the sky, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of charm.

"Where is my good nephew? I heard that she is here too?"

"Uncle Master! I miss you so much!" A blue figure appeared in front of the beautiful woman.

Jiang Yunhe blinked, is this Su Xiaoxiao's teacher?

Why does he always think that Su Xiaoxiao wants you to die?

"I heard that my good nephew finally couldn't stand the loneliness. He knew to steal a man? Should I give you two at the uncle?" The beautiful woman glanced at the scene, smiling.

However, the people she was targeting subconsciously turned their eyes elsewhere.

"How can I be stronger than the uncle of the master?" Su Xiaoxiao also stabbed the knife with a smile.

Jiang Yunhe gasped.

"Can you stop stabbing the knife with a smile? I have goosebumps."

Jiang Yunhe finally saw the old ancestor Honghua following the sound.

I thought it would be a strong man with a big waist, a stubble face, and a big red robe.

In fact, he was quite handsome young man, looking a little feminine, but the big red robe was the same as Jiang Yunhe thought.

"Are we here this year? Let's start."

"No rush, the people from the court are coming soon." said the beautiful woman.

"When they do something, they send people to see each other every time, just to see the strength of each sect." The Blood-browed Real Man said disdainfully.

"I don't care about them." The Red Flower Ancestor rolled up his sleeves, and all the clouds and mists between the two mountains were rolled up.
To be continued...