"Me? I'm Zhang Erya." Mu Xue was stunned.

Cen Qianshan grabbed her shoulders, slowly bent down, and looked at her sideways.

The strong emotion in those eyes made Mu Xue feel a little panicked. She suddenly felt that things might be different from what she thought.

More than a hundred years have passed, and this child has not forgotten himself at all. He is still as smart and sensitive as before. The slightest clue in his relationship made him suspicious.

No, he can't be called a child now, he has grown into such an oppressive man.

"Why... why are you called Xiaoxue?" Cen Qianshan's voice was deep and deep, as if he was pulling out each word from his chest.

His hand even gripped Mu Xue's shoulder, causing some pain.

Fu Yun reached out from the side and grabbed Cen Qianshan's wrist, "Brother Dao, Xiaoxue is just a nickname everyone gives her."

Cen Qianshan ignored him and just stared at Mu Xue, "You...really don't recognize me?"

Mu Xue looked at him with an upturned face, and there was something inexplicable hidden in her eyes so close that she didn't dare to think deeply about it.

She said naa: "Yes, I recognize you. The most powerful man in the demon world, sir, I told you about him in class."

The eyes staring at her trembled slightly and gradually dimmed.

Cen Qianshan seemed to wake up from that dazed state. He released his grip on Mu Xue's shoulders, straightened up, laughed twice at himself, and shook his head.

"Sorry." He explained lazily, waved his hand casually, and left.

The back figure slowly faded away, smiling wryly at himself, feeling lonely and thin.

In the past, Xiaoshan also loved to laugh. When he smiled, his eyes would sparkle, and he was as beautiful as a cheerful stream under the sun. He would laugh when he was happy and cry when he acted coquettishly. He was full of life and very lively.

It was not at all as depressing, cold, and lifeless as it is now.

Over the years, he seemed to have not lived a good life by himself.

Mu Xue's heart felt inexplicably uncomfortable. In the past, she felt that she was the most miserable and unlucky person when she died. Those who were left behind were still alive after all, and their sadness was only temporary. They would always forget her and live their own lives.

Now that I see Xiao Shan, I realize how much that person values ​​me. So much time has passed that he is still so familiar with every move he makes. The short time we get together makes him sensitive to doubting himself.

identity of.

Time is the most consuming thing. After a hundred years, there are still people thinking about themselves and taking themselves to heart like this. Mu Xue doesn't know if she should be happy.

My heart feels a little hot and slightly bitter.

Mu Xue sighed and helped Fu Yun walk to a safer place. Blood was flowing on Fu Yun's arm, and the color on his face had faded. He still looked at Cen Qianshan's retreating back and reminded Mu Xue, "Demon

Xiu's character is always a bit paranoid, weird and unpredictable. When senior brother is not around, you... try not to have contact with them."

Senior brother is a gentleman. Even if he is wary of demonic cultivators, he will not overly criticize those who have helped him.

He probably didn't know yet that the person he had protected all the way was disguised as a shell similar to theirs, but inside he was actually a paranoid and indifferent demon cultivator.

"It's finally out. I've been waiting for a long time." Senior sister Miao Hong'er sat on the tree in front of her with a piece of grass in her mouth. She saw the two of them and happily rolled over from the tree to the ground and ran all the way over, "Hey, Xiaoxue

Why are you here too?"

Fu Yun was seriously injured and exhausted. Because he was in a dangerous situation, he couldn't worry about Mu Xue, so he kept holding on.

When I saw my fellow senior sister, a big stone fell to my heart. I felt relieved and could no longer hold on.

"How did you get yourself into this?" Miao Hong'er frowned and held him up, "Don't leave, I'll carry you."

She carried Fu Yun on her back and fell into a coma when she heard him calling "Senior Sister" gently on her shoulder.

When Fu Yun entered the school, Miao Hong'er was the master's only disciple. This gentle, polite, and extremely talented little boy won the love of all the teachers in the sect as soon as he appeared. He went up and down the mountain for a while and the whole day.

Miao Honger, who was eating, was in sharp contrast.

Miao Hong'er, who was still very young at the time, had a certain taste in her heart. In addition, she was born in the market and had an unconventional nature. She disliked people who adhered to dogmatic etiquette and pretentiousness the most.

So when she had nothing to do, she took pleasure in bullying this pretty little junior brother. From time to time, she would throw a few caterpillars to stain people's clothes, ride under her and beat them up during martial arts competitions, and other nasty things.

Over the years, the two of them disliked each other, and their relationship became somewhat uneasy.

Fu Yun never calls her senior sister unless necessary.

It was because the injury was so serious that people were confused, so they would call themselves out like this.

"What's going on? Who hurt your senior brother like this?" Miao Hong'er asked as she walked forward with Fu Yun on her back and Mu Xue.

Mu Xue then explained in detail what happened along the way.

Miao Hong'er paused when she heard that the demon cultivator tied up Fu Yun with a whip and intended to do something to him.

The face leaning on the shoulder was unconscious, and the messy temples were stained with sweat and mud. He was originally the most clean person. If a caterpillar stained his sleeves, he would hold back his anger and go back to change his clothes.

.At this moment, the iconic white clothes he wore were torn and dirty, and the original color could hardly be seen.

"Very good. Both of them are injured like this." Miao Hong'er tensed her masseter muscles, "Nowadays, we people in Xiaoyao Peak are so easy to bully. It's only because I, the senior sister, are too incompetent."

"Senior sister, please don't be angry yet." Mu Xue pulled her sleeves, "When I came out of the camp, I heard that Lu Yihong of Tianyan Sect died."

"Dead? How did he die? It gave him an advantage." Miao Hong'er said with resentment, "If I hadn't been so anxious to find an antidote first, I would have caused trouble for this scum."

"I heard that he was poisoned by the red waist poison, so he cut off his hands and feet, and eventually died from the poisonous gas. It was not a pretty death." Mu Xue held Miao Hong'er's sleeves and walked, with a faint face, as if she was

Talking about a rumor that has nothing to do with him.

Miao Hong'er turned to look at her for a while, "Okay, junior sister. You are worthy of being a member of our Xiaoyao Peak."

"Thank you, senior sister, I feel really happy."

After completing Excellent | Sea of ​​Desire, I walked along the Shinto Road and saw a small town that had been abandoned for many years. Now, the abandoned town that was originally deserted has become a stronghold for past explorers.

There are far fewer people who can come here, and the ghosts, gods and demons that appear nearby are very powerful, so both Taoist and demonic cultivators no longer have their own territories, but simply gather in this small town to rest.

The two realms of immortals and demons cannot communicate with each other. Even if you enter the realm of twin gods, anything with aura and life cannot be brought to the other world. In other words, the magic weapons from the demon realm cannot be brought back to the fairy realm, and vice versa.

Likewise.

But despite this, there are always ways to trade. For example, a set of exercises from another world can not be recorded in a jade tube, but copied with a pen on a page without spiritual power, and then brought out.

.The techniques for making mechanisms, the magic formula for drawing talismans, and the secret method for refining elixirs can all be dismantled and figured out in this divine domain, and after being fully understood, they can be taken back to their own world.

Even the different delicacies, wines, food music, and stories from the two worlds are all things that can be brought in for exchange and exchange.

After bringing these back to their own world, because of the mysterious and exotic customs in them, they often become more popular and popular, and practitioners rush to buy them and talk about them.

Dongyue Temple has been open for several months, so the secret trading market has become stable and mature. In the ruins of this town, there are many magic cultivators and Taoist cultivators carrying out frequent transactions. There has even formed a small

In a small fixed market, most of the people who can come here have some strength and have relatively good products to trade.

In order to allow Fu Yun to recover from his injuries, Miao Hong'er and Mu Xue found an empty cabin in the town to take a rest.

"Xiaoxue, have you advanced? It seems different from before?" Miao Hong'er asked.

Mu Xue: "When I was in the sea of ​​lust, my senior brother taught me a set of mental techniques. By training my mind in the noisy and terrifying realm of monsters covering the sky, I broke through the realm in one fell swoop. Now I understand the intersection of dragon and tiger |

The meaning of the marriage is to first understand the method of producing medicine."

"How can such a clever thing happen? It must be your luck." Miao Hong'er exclaimed, "All things are born from the intersection of yin and yang between heaven and earth, and the great medicine is born from the mating of dragon and tiger in the human body. This is exactly what happened.

The foundation for condensing the golden elixir in the future."

"You must know that this realm is not easy to understand. You see, there are so many foundation building disciples in our sect, but there are only a few masters in the golden elixir stage. Most of them are because they cannot understand this state of mind and cannot collect medicine and return to the furnace.

, let alone go to the mines to retain gold and achieve golden elixirs."

She knelt down and touched Mu Xue's head, congratulating her sincerely, "You have understood this realm at a young age, which shows that you have excellent bones. If you practice hard in the future, you will definitely hope to become a golden elixir monk like Master."

Mu Xue looked at Fu Yun, who was sleeping on the bed, and felt grateful, "I have excellent bones. It's all thanks to the guidance of my senior brother that I have such an understanding."

Miao Hong'er smiled and said: "Junior brother Yun is indeed talented and intelligent, and has always had his own unique insights into cultivation. Now, senior sister, I can beat him by one or two in addition to physical skills, but I lag behind him in other realms of cultivation.

"

She rolled up her sleeves and said, "I will eat more in the future and try to surpass him."

Mu Xue thought of the stormy waves in the sea of ​​love and asked: "Senior sister, how did you get here? It was really dangerous when we crossed the sea, and we almost died here."

Miao Hong'er scratched her head, "Your senior sister, I learned Taoism through food. When I crossed the sea, I didn't find a ferry, so I walked directly from the bottom of the sea. The bottom of the sea is full of all kinds of delicacies in the world. I ate all the way and came here.

.It doesn’t seem like there’s much trouble.”

Miao Hong'er licked her tongue. It was indeed a bit dangerous. The food in the sea of ​​desire was so delicious that she almost got so drunk that she couldn't get to the shore. Fortunately, she still had some responsibility in her heart and finally struggled back to the shore.

"It is said that the difficulty of crossing the sea of ​​desire mainly depends on the depth of the obsession of the person crossing the sea. The deeper the obsession, the more demons will be born in the sea of ​​desire." Miao Hong'er asked curiously, "What is your reason for?

, just encountered such a stormy sea?”

Mu Xue clapped her fingers and said, "It's strange, there are only three people crossing the sea, me, senior brother and Cen Qianshan."

"It turns out it's him." Miao Hong'er suddenly realized that she was also one of the lovers of legendary storybooks, "How dare you cross the sea with Duoqingshan. Haven't you heard the story about him being obsessed with the dead master and keeping the festival for hundreds of years? Then

They are all passed down as classics in the demon world, and have even spread to our fairy world."

Mu Xue was petrified: "Ah."

"You're too young, you just haven't heard of it. Fu Yun may be too old-fashioned and never does this." Miao Hong'er touched her chin and turned to look at her junior brother who was covered in injuries on the bed.

The bright moon and clear breeze bring a gentleman among the clouds.

My junior brother, who is noble and dignified and abides by etiquette, actually walks into the sea of ​​love and desire?
To be continued...