Ever since his master passed on the Soul Capturing Technique and Soul Capturing Array to him, he rarely appeared in front of her, leaving Wenren Qianjue to her to deal with.
For such a long time, Wenren Xuexi had been hiding in the dark and silently practicing the Soul Capturing Technique.
She calculated that today was the best time to use the right time and place, so she cast the spell.
Now that the master suddenly appears, could it be that I didn't do a good job and was blamed?
While she was feeling anxious, the shadow spoke slowly: "Someone is coming."
Wenren Xuexi subconsciously asked: "Who is it?"
The shadow was silent for a long time, then uttered four words: "Baili Suye."
Wenren Xuexi's face instantly turned pale.
Did that man really find the caster here?
She immediately kowtowed to her master: "Thank you, master, for your love."
"Go."
The shadow's voice resonated like a bellows, buzzing.
While Wenren Xuexi was glad that she had saved her life, she looked at the formation even more hatefully.
I'm really not willing to give up like this.
The shadow understood her thoughts and moved up slowly, murmuring curses coming from the shadow.
It was like an ancient Sanskrit sound.
Hearing it, Xue Xi was frightened.
Looking carefully, the formation was even more fierce and the flames were rising slowly.
It was no longer on the same level as the one he had just made.
She understood that the master had strengthened the Soul Capturing Array specifically for her.
So he said thank you and left in a hurry.
In the dilapidated temple, only the shadow stood there quietly.
After a while, that special voice said lightly: "Baili Suye, how capable are you?"
The tone was very light, with a hint of curiosity and testing.
Then disappeared.
When Baili Suye's black clothes appeared at the door of this dilapidated temple, there was no sound of anyone here.
His long, snow-like hair was lightly scattered and draped around his body, like a gorgeous silk dress.
He walked in calmly, his enchanting purple eyes looking at the Soul Captivating Formation on the ground.
The eyebrows were raised, and there was an indifferent light flowing in Baili Suye's purple eyes.
The slender fingers seemed to be made of ice.
He stretched out his hand casually, and a trace of ice-like breath fell into the soul-catching formation.
It then circulated and glowed, as if he was constantly fighting against the evil spirit.
If the formation is broken, Wenren Qianjue at this moment will definitely be harmed, or even die.
He rewrote the dream, and then walked into the formation with a figure like a jade tree, and closed his enchanting purple eyes.
Now, I can only dream and bring her out In a dream.
Everything is still going on.
"The capital city is supposed to be a place where demons dance wildly."
Qian Jue frowned lightly: "There are many brothers and sisters on the mountain, why me?"
"Because you are my master's apprentice and the best in this generation."
Immortal Zixu’s voice was cold and soft: “You have been pretending to be a man for many years, it’s time to take this opportunity to regain your female form.”
Qian Jue was startled.
Is Master worried about her?
"Disciple, I just don't want to cause trouble to Master."
She rubbed her nose as it felt sore.
The Taoist laws on Kunling Mountain are strict.
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A woman who gave birth to a child out of wedlock and a son of unknown origin are enough to turn the cold and aloof Master Zixu into a shameless adulterer.
"You know, I don't care about that as a teacher."
The voice was still cold, but Qianjue's whole body was shaken.
She turned coldly and said, "Disciple, I don't care."
After saying that, he turned to leave.
She doesn't have much left, and she doesn't have much to protect.
Master is definitely a person.
If Master Tian is ever shamed by the people in the world because of her, she would rather kill everyone in the world.
Master Zixu shook his head silently.
With such a personality, he was a bit like his great disciple.
Thinking of that person, he stopped Wenren Qianjue again: "Also, your senior brother may be back in a few days."
She paused before leaving.
She had long heard that she had an extremely talented senior brother who once became a legend on Kunling Mountain.
But after so many years, she didn’t know who that senior brother was, and she had never seen him before.
"Senior Brother" "Yes."
There was a rare hint of worry in Immortal Zixu's eyebrows.
"When you first came to Kunling, you had no place to live, so you temporarily lived in your senior brother's old residence.
Unexpectedly, you stayed there for four years.
Now that he is coming back, things are a little difficult to handle."
As soon as he talked about his senior brother's affairs, the master talked more.
There is someone who can make this unworldly master worry.
Who is he?
Wenren Qianjue picked his ears carelessly and said: "It has been more than four years and I haven't seen that senior brother show up.
Maybe he will leave soon after coming back this time."
Immortal Zixu stretched out his brows, as if thinking about it: "That's all, you senior brothers and sisters won't be able to see me this time, and you will have left by the time he arrives.
If anything happens, just take care of it for me."
"leave" Wenren Qianjue raised his eyebrows.
"The people from the palace are already waiting in the guest room.
You will follow them down the mountain tomorrow morning."
Zixu Shangxian flicked his sleeves and sat on the futon with his eyes slightly closed.
A cold smile appeared on Qian Jue's lips, and her eyes suddenly became deep: "Okay, it's time to meet those people from before."
At night, Wenren had already fallen asleep after seven meals.
The black and curly eyelashes were motionless, and the pink little mouth was pouting.
Those smart eyes have been closed.
Under the lamp, Qian Jue was packing her bags.
Sudden The light flickered, and a person appeared behind her The room fell into absolute darkness "Good skills."
Qian Jue didn't look back and evaluated calmly.
To allow her to sneak into this room suddenly without any notice, this person's ability is definitely not inferior to the Master's.
His hand slowly climbed up to the long sword on his waist.
Huo Ran The long sword was taken off its sheath, like a blue moon, it was drawn towards the ghost-faced man.
The brilliant brilliance disappeared in an instant, but the ghost-faced man was still where he was, unscathed, as if he had never moved.
The pure black cloak was draped on that man, as if blended into the night.
Most of the face was covered by a ghost face, and the little bit that was exposed couldn't be seen clearly.
There is only one pair of eyes, the color of which is like splashing ink.
The moon is setting in the sky.
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It seems to be infinitely deep.
If you look at it for a long time, you can be sucked in.
"It's a human or a monster" Qian Jue frowned coldly, ran her fingers over the edge of the sword, and stepped forward with murderous intent in her eyes.
So far, no one has been able to survive her sword unscathed The ghost-faced man in front of me is very unusual.
"Oh."
The ghost-faced man snorted coldly, his extremely deep eyes seemed to be sizing her up, and he didn't seem to intend to answer her question.
The long sword flicked and pointed directly at the opponent's throat.
Qian Jue said coldly: "How dare you go to Kunling Mountain to pretend to be a ghost?"
The ghost-faced man raised his hand, with two slender fingers as smooth as glass, and casually pushed away the sword pointed at his throat.
His voice was heartbreakingly beautiful: "Speaking of courage."
He turned around, moved gracefully, and sat on the chair very noblely.
The empty door behind him was exposed, and he didn't pay attention to Qian Jue at all.
The legs are crossed, but a cold aura radiates from the inside out: "Do you know whose room you are living in?"
"It's not your turn to deal with my senior brother's affairs."
Qian Jue coldly pushed back.
This person must have a purpose for coming here late at night, and he definitely doesn’t just want to ask this question.
How did she know that this was what he wanted to ask?
"Senior Brother" The ghost-faced man half-closed his eyes and repeated these two words carefully, as if he was thinking about something.
Suddenly, his eyes were filled with splashes of ink, as if he had heard a big joke.
This is the opportunity Wenren Qianjue's figure flashed, his sword like a rainbow 呲 The long sword pierced the chair, and the person on the chair disappeared again.
"You're still young."
The sound rings in my ears like fine porcelain The man's fingers were already on her throat, but his other hand was fixed on her breasts.
The hand that fell on the throat felt smooth and delicate, without any fluctuations.
The other hand is just the opposite.
The body under the cloth is slightly bulged, with perfect curves and extremely soft.
Those eyes that were all-seeing narrowed indifferently: "You are not a man."
After entering the dream, if the woman Wen Ren Qianjue completely believed in her existence, Baili Suye had to continue acting.
Qian Jue snorted coldly, moved his elbow back, and hit the ghost-faced man hard.
The man was already out of his control like a fish: "You are not a Taoist priest yet."
The ghost-faced man's pupils shrank, as if he had found some interesting toy.
As a woman, she is indeed very skilled.
Can you escape from his control?
The pure black cloak seemed to press down overwhelmingly, like a night butterfly spreading its deadly and coquettish wings, making it impossible to escape.
Turning his arm, Qian Jue was pinned down on the table by the ghost-faced man.
The ugly and terrifying ghost face is very close.
At this moment, through the moonlight, you can clearly see the indescribable charm of the small half of the face that is exposed.
It seems to be a gift from the Creator to the world, as smooth and delicate as fine porcelain.
Every line is like a knife and an axe, which is very beautiful.
His lips were as red as blood and his breath could be heard.
"Your Excellency, you came here late at night, don't tell me that you have Long Yang."
Qian Jue lay lazily on the table, facing the ghost-faced man pressing on him, without any fear.
“You want to try it”
Her thin lips parted slightly, and her voice sounded pleasant.
There are countless auras of abstinence brewing.
The warm breath hit Qian Jue's face, tickling her.
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A pair of big hands had moved unceremoniously on her front, provocatively trying to separate the skirt of her chest, bringing out light and fire wherever they went.
In the darkness, the cold masculine scent of the Ghost Faced Man penetrated his nose, making his head dizzy.
Qian Jue smiled mischievously: "The method is good, but it's a pity that I can't handle it like this."
The legs hit hard At the same time, a dagger in his hand has revealed its sharp edge.
There is a backup plan The ghost-faced man's pupils narrowed, and he was already three feet away.
"Are you still playing?"
Qian Jue lazily stood up, playing with the dexterous little dagger in his hand with her slender fingers. interesting The coldness in his eyes was playful.
The ghost-faced man whispered meaningfully: "There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
After that, the pure black mysterious figure had disappeared out of the window.
Qianjue ran to the window.
It was snowing outside.
The ghost-faced man was nowhere to be seen.
There was not a single footprint on the snow.
It seemed that no one had ever been there.
A pair of smart eyes turned black.
Not everyone can break into Kunling Mountain, and there is no such person among the brothers.
Could it be the group of people from the palace?
The next day, Qian Jue was awakened by the smell of delicious food.
Wenren came running over and put down a bowl of white porridge.
"Mom, look, Qifan made this by herself."
"Let me try it."
Qian Jue stood up and washed up, then sat at the table.
The taste of the porridge was unexpectedly mellow and rich: "Yeah, not bad, there are bird's nests in it" 88 The little man shook his head and smiled slyly and pleasantly: "It's the big white flower planted behind the house.
Grandpa Shizu said we were going down the mountain.
Qifan thought, I don't know who planted it anyway, so it's useless to keep it, so why not Eat it."
"here you go"
After squeezing her son's little pink face, Qian Jue took her simple luggage and met her master in front of the mountain gate.
"This is Pei Yuange, the envoy sent by the imperial palace.
He is responsible for your trip to the capital."
Master Zixu is still a sect of immortals.
He rarely leaves the Purple Star Palace, and as soon as he appears, he attracts a crowd of female disciples.
"Look, look, look, that's Immortal Zixu" "There is also Senior Brother Qianjue."
"Whoever that person next to him is is very different."
People around him were talking
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