The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

There is no distinction between day and night in the secret realm.

Song Mian knew that Jiang Yu was only on guard against himself now and didn't take action because there were too many sneaks around him and he was worried about interfering with the two people who were smelting the strange fire.

But that's okay. He looked at the ferocious Chen Yue. The ghost energy in this ghost spirit was already fifty-fifty comparable to that of Yuanying's monks, and it became stronger and stronger as time continued to devour him.

If the two parties act impulsively now, it will be very detrimental to him.

"Sometimes destiny must be there, but when destiny is not there, don't force it... Is this strange fire white spirit destined to have no fate with me..." Song Mian looked at the strange fire, and his eyes fell on Qin Yuan, the coolest person in the killing clothes.

Based on the bone profile, she should be around 16 or 17 years old. She has a figure that can be described as tall. Her snow-white silver hair is slightly spread out due to the flow of spiritual energy. Her right hand stands on her chest, holding fingerprints that look like a fox head.

A slender ankle was exposed under the golden silk white robe. He did not dare to look further down. He silently muttered a few words, "Look at no disrespect," and his eyes fell on Qin Yuan's face again.

"She seems to have encountered difficulties... her realm is too low and she cannot suppress the strange fire."

A thin layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, floating on that pale face, making him inexplicably a little more sexy and coquettish.

But those red eyes were becoming less and less focused. A Yuan's mind was breaking out again, and she couldn't control it at all.

His head drooped slightly, and he fell asleep standing up.

"???"

Song Mian, who had been staring at him, opened his eyes wide. He was not a kind person. He didn't understand the "Supreme Heart Sutra" and just thought that Qin Yuan couldn't hold on and gave up on treatment.

Just as he was secretly sighing and waiting for Bai Ling to escape, a gravitational force many times stronger than before erupted from the former's body!

Bai Ling, who remained motionless, was suddenly pulled closer by Qin Yuan.

"It's going to happen!" Xia Yan was overjoyed when she saw this. She silently took out a few Qi Restoration Pills from the storage ring and held them under her tongue. She activated all the Cangqing Fire to further suppress Bai Ling.

On the other side, Jiang Yu seemed to sense something and turned to look at the ghost wife Chen Yue.

"A Yue is about to break through! If you can't do it now, just press it again..."

With such a strong ghost energy, how could the Queyan monk, who couldn't tolerate ghost cultivators at all, not notice it?

Now if you try your best, you may not necessarily get Bai Ling, but at least it will become an ownerless thing...

Can……

He let out a long sigh, consciously removed the magic weapon barrier, raised his hand and circulated the magic seal, and the orange sun fire burned silently around him.

"I, Song Shirang, never like to be in debt to anyone. Just focus on helping your ghost spirit break through. I will protect the law here. After this, we will be clean."

After saying that, he increased the operation of the magic formula again.

Unlike cannibalism, Queyan's spells are extremely effective in restraining evil spirits from sneaking around, so they attract the most hatred.

In just a few breaths, Song Mian was surrounded by dense and ugly sneaks.

"Hey, you Bird Sect is actually a person like you?" Song Wangchuan's out-of-control temper came back again, and he sat on the ground carelessly, using the Blood Luck Formation to help his wife break through.

"It's a bird." Song Mian emphasized, ignoring his presumption. After all, good men don't fight with women.

……

I don't know how many hours passed, but Bai Ling was almost attached to Qin Yuan's body, and he was just a little bit ready to be refined.

Xia Yan's mouth was filled with the bitter taste of the elixir. Controlling the strange fire consumes a lot of spiritual energy, and the recovery amount of the mental operation is completely insufficient.

But she is willing, and the little junior sister is worth it!

Just when Bai Ling was about to be unable to resist, a sudden change occurred. Qin Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and the gravity suddenly decreased!

"not good!"

The three of them were startled at the same time, and Bai Ling seized the opportunity and ran away quickly.

At the critical moment, the pure world around the waist unfolded instantly, and golden lotuses bloomed all over the ground!

A huge lotus shadow appeared behind Qin Yuan, and the lotus heart slowly turned towards the back of her head.

"I gave you face!"

The thin golden lotus stem instantly penetrates the strange fire and white spirit.

The latter's dark fiery heart beat for a moment, almost as if it was about to go out, and then he was forcefully pulled into Qin Yuan's body.

Lao Liu Sword lives up to its reputation!

The whole process only took about three breaths. A Yuan's spiritual water that had just woken up was gone and he returned to a deep sleep.

"This……"

The three people present looked at each other, and none of them responded.

Is this really Qi training?

Having to compare goods, Song Mian thought of the Foundation Establishment Junior Brothers who were traveling with him and formed a team to refine the Immortal Golden Pill...

Ugh……

"Be good, I'm just going to say that my junior sister is the second generation of my master! If you don't pretend to be, that's all. If you pretend to be, it's amazing! Hahaha!"

Lao Liu smiled mindlessly, and Xia Yan quickly stepped forward to support Qin Yuan, who was about to turn into water.

Then she blushed prettyly, took out a robe from the storage and wrapped it around her little junior sister: "Man, get out here."

I already love white. A Yuan’s clothes were stained by sweat and clung to his body...

Is there a smell of wet temptation?

Song Mian cupped her hands, turned around and walked out, but she didn't expect Jiang Yu to follow him.

"!!!"

"You are a male!"

"???"

"Can't you hear my voice?"

The latter was silent. The ghost cultivator was affected by the ghost energy, and his body would change to some extent.

Song Mian thought Jiang Yu's voice sounded like a man's because he was affected by ghost energy...

Then you told me, are you really a man?

The world view was shocked, and the fourth senior brother Que Yan stayed dumbfounded for a few seconds, and finally coughed a few times: "The ghost cultivator is really not a good person."

"???"

"Song Shirang, you want to fight!"

When Jiang Yu heard this, he was a little angry, and the good impression he had just had on him was instantly gone.

"Fight? The ghosts in the cave haven't been eliminated yet. Do you dare to call your ghost back?"

Jiang Yu was shocked. Now that the younger junior sister is asleep, the fourth senior sister's spiritual energy has been consumed too much. If he calls his wife back, something bad might happen...

"You and I have different positions and are destined to be at odds. I am not the one who adds insult to injury. We will fight this fight again when you have no worries."

Song Mian said calmly, and Jiang Yu's face showed a bit of weirdness: "You really don't look like a member of the Bird Sect."

"You don't look like a ghost cultivator."

Ghost cultivation relies solely on devouring ghosts, but there are not so many evil spirits in the world, so most ghost cultivators are treacherous and unscrupulous people.

Although the catastrophe of the world is approaching in recent years, evil things have become more sneaky, and the evil things of raising ghosts and killing people in their homes have rarely appeared, and they have gradually been accepted by the world.

But Que Yan firmly believes that a country is easy to change, but one’s nature is hard to change!Only then could there be any sand in his eyes.

However, according to Song Mian's observations in the past few hours, Jiang Yu was not like the ghost cultivators he usually killed. Instead, he saved his life and protected the two women behind him at all times?

Except... his hobbies are rather strange, and he can be said to be a pure and good person.

"I don't understand. You have such a heart and mind to cultivate orthodox Taoism, and your current achievements may not be worse than if you were a ghost cultivator. Why do you want to go astray?"

"Wrong way?" Jiang Yu looked at the look of regret in his eyes, smiled softly, and his expression suddenly became gentler:

"Can you take a wife? Do you have a girl you like?"

"!!!"

"Sorry, I'm not as good as Long Yang!"

"???"

"You mean hammer?"