Cultivation No.1 Dating Agency

Bai Ji didn't speak, but the arms around his waist tightened a bit, Hu Chi was almost out of breath.He couldn't see Bai Ji's expression, so he naturally didn't know that Bai Ji's eyes were red and his expression was more indifferent and inhumane than usual.

"You are really..." Hu Chi said helplessly, for the first time he didn't know how many times he had indulged Bai Ji so much, "I don't pursue that snake or you, now I can relax..."

Before Hu Chi finished speaking, he suddenly stared forward with wide eyes.

A small vortex suddenly appeared in front of what was originally a desert, and the sand and stones slid down the vortex little by little, as if expanding the caliber of the vortex, but it turned into a huge black hole in a short time. .

"Bai..." Hu Chi turned his head in surprise, he had just uttered a word, and before he could escape, it seemed that the owner of that big mouth noticed and swallowed the two of them in one gulp!

When he fell into darkness, Hu Chi thought in his mind:

Bai Ji seemed to have kissed him just now.

That mouth is not a bottomless abyss where one can lose one's soul if one falls into it, but a stone chamber that is so simple that the sand falls out. It is pitch black and there is nothing in it.

Hu Chi took out a night pearl, only to realize that what he thought was pitch black was actually covered by a black mist that never dissipated even when the light was shining.The luminous pearl that can illuminate hundreds of feet away seems to be a thumb-sized spot in this kind of place, which is almost useless.

The black mist seemed to be afraid of him, always hovering just a finger away from his body.

Hu Chi had never seen this kind of thing before, so he took two steps inside, seeing the black mist dodging helplessly, he just felt amused, turned his head and said to his back: "This thing seems to be alive."

No one responded.

Hu Chi looked at the darkness behind him, and said hesitantly, "Bai Ji?"

nobody.

Hu Chi put away the smile on his face.

He closed his eyes, his spiritual sense penetrated the black mist, and there was no living thing.

Where is that white bogey?

Hu Chi tried the sound transmission, but there was no response. It is estimated that this black fog can not only block the line of sight, but also swallow the sound and consciousness.Hu Chi frowned, and walked forward tentatively while looking for Bai Ji's trace.

The road under his feet was not flat, as if there were raised stones. Hu Chi couldn't see what was under his feet, but felt that the road was really stumbling.I don't know how long I walked, and finally found a light not far away.

Hu Chi breathed a sigh of relief and walked over quickly.

However, before he got close, he heard the child's subdued cry. The voice was very small and soft. He obviously didn't know whose child it was, but when he heard this cry, his heart felt sour and painful.

He slowed down, wanting to say something but didn't know what to say.

do not Cry.

Hu Chi pressed his chest, the voice gradually increased as he got closer to the light, until it seemed to be close to his ears.

Even apart from crying, there was also a crying voice calling his name inside.

"Hu Chi."

……

"This is probably the main entrance." Bai Ji looked around, there was no big difference from the other four doors, except that there was nothing on the table woven with vines in front, it was empty.

He looked back at Hu Chi, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid Taoist Qingming really doesn't have any magic weapon that can transform the withered bone sword into a sword spirit."

Hu Chi just looked at him after falling from that place, with a dark and complicated expression.

Bai Ji was puzzled but also a little guilty, he just pretended not to know anything and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"You just kissed me."

Hu Chi looked at him, his voice was not doubtful but telling a fact.

Bai Ji was stunned for a moment, but immediately said cheekily with a smile, "Yes."

"Smelly shameless." Hu Chi rolled his eyes at him, stopped talking about this topic, and looked around, "It doesn't look like there is anything good in this shabby place."

Bai Ji didn't agree, he looked into Hu Chi's ear, and calmly looked away when Hu Chi turned around.

Probably because he didn't find anything interesting, Hu Chi turned around and returned to Bai Ji to ask the teacher: "I haven't asked you yet, what were you doing just now?"

Bai Ji raised his eyebrows.

"Why did you defend that snake so much just now? He obviously plotted against Hu Yin!" Hu Chi became angrier as he spoke. He was a little shorter than Bai Ji, and at this moment he raised his head and poked Bai Ji's shoulder with his index finger. The wide-eyed, fierce look easily made Bai Ji's throat itchy.

But Hu Chi didn't notice this, and was still accusing Bai Ji angrily: "If you didn't restrain me, I would definitely beat that snake back to its original shape. Let's see if he can still be so arrogant! Hu Yin is the only one!" How big is it, it is simply a beast!"

Hu Chi's hand was about to continue to poke Bai Ji's shoulder, but he was caught off guard by Bai Ji's palm. He struggled twice, and the strength seemed to Bai Ji to be scratching his palm.

Hu Chi's palm was warm and soft, the more he writhed restlessly in his palm, the more Bai Ji wanted to hold it tightly, lest the person in his palm would cause him heartache again when he didn't know it.

"Since you brought it up," Bai Ji said in a hoarse voice, looked down at Hu Chi's innocent and confused eyes, and helplessly raised his other hand to cover it, "Forget it."

Not to mention that Hu Chi doesn't remember anything now, even if he knew everything, Bai Ji couldn't blame him because of his distress.

What's more, Hu Chi was injured for the sake of being a heavy genius. If it were Bai Ji, he would probably make the same choice.

There is no right or wrong.

Bai Ji rubbed Hu Chi's forehead, and wished he could take care of this little fox in the future.

Put yourself in front of the things that can hurt you, and let the little fox try this kind of distressed feeling.

Bai Ji let go of the palm that blocked Hu Chi's eyes, turned his head to look around, and returned to a serious state in a second: "Since there is nothing useful in here, find the exit and go out."

When they came to the secret realm before, they took the things in the door and were automatically sent out by the secret realm. Now they haven't found anything, so naturally they can't use the previous method.

Hu Chi didn't bother to ask Bai Ji why he did what he did before, as he always did, he retracted himself into his shell when he sensed something.Bai Ji looked at his back and shook his head lightly, as always, he didn't reveal it.

He comforted himself that this was fine, as warm as an old married couple.

"I found it." Hu Chi shouted loudly, Bai Ji only had time to turn his head to look at him, when he heard a loud bang, his head hurt, and the last memory was Hu Chi's smiling face that was so blurry that there were no facial features.

That smile seemed to be a fixed arc that was pulled away by someone, without emotion.

……

Hu Chi, who was shrouded in black mist, finally saw what was under the bright light, he bent down to look at the person lying there frowning in surprise, and hesitantly called out the person's name: "Baiji? "

Although the person in front of him was much younger than Bai Ji, and looked like a pale young man, but with the same facial features and temperament, even a baby Hu Chi could recognize him.

He originally thought that Bai Ji was injured and didn't know how to become a teenager, but when he raised his hand to help Bai Ji sit up, his hand penetrated Bai Ji's body without touching anything.

"He is dead."

Someone in the black mist sighed softly, explaining Hu Chi's confusion.

Hu Chi retorted almost without hesitation: "Impossible."

"Why should I lie to you." The person in the black mist said helplessly, "All you see is your lost memory, and this person is already a dead person in your memory, so it is possible that you can still deceive you ?"

"My lost memory?" Hu Chi looked around in the darkness, "What kind of things do I forget? Are you guys telling the truth?"

"I'm here to help you." The attitude of the people in the black mist has always been neither humble nor overbearing, even in the face of Hu Chi's obvious unfriendliness, their tone of voice is still slow and indifferent, "I have no choice but to invite Immortal Zhang Yuan to come here , I hope to forgive you."

Hu Chi still had a sarcastic expression of distrust on his face, but he clenched the beauty sword tightly in his hand.No one in the lower world knows his true identity, and those who can hand over his fairy name are at least from the heavens.The lower heaven is not allowed to come to the lower realm at will. If the immortal from the upper heaven reaches the lower realm, he will definitely be able to detect it, but he has not noticed this person hidden in the black mist at all. at the moment.

For example, the person in the black mist said to him in a calm tone at this moment: "The Red Face Sword is a gift from me to Xianjun Zhangyuan. It is a great honor for Xiaoxian to be able to enter your eyes."

"Don't be so hypocritical." Hu Chi frowned, looked at the beauty sword in his hand and thought for a moment before putting it back into his arms, "Since I can't see through you, it's not because of the black mist, but because your cultivation base is very high. You might as well tell me which side of the fairy you are."

"Xiaoxian's status is low, besides the beauty sword she got by chance, it is the magic weapon for protection left by my master." The person in the black mist mentioned his master with a nostalgic tone, "My master's fairy name Zhangyuan I am afraid that Xianjun is not clear, after all, he has fallen for thousands of years."

Hu Chi frowned: "Who?"

"No. 1 Supreme Heavenly Demon Venerable, Venerable Heart Demon."

Heaven.

The abacus in Xuan Suanzi's hand fell to the ground, and he frowned as he watched the seemingly random rolling tracks of the beads after the abacus fell.

He picked up the abacus and put it back on the table, got up and went out to prepare for the Qiankun Palace to find the emperor.

As soon as he stepped out of the palace gate, a little fairy servant bumped into him with a pot of raw meat dangling in his hand.

A mysterious operator with a pig's streak on it: "..."

"Honorable Samsara!" The little fairy attendant panicked when he saw the person coming, and stood aside helplessly, "I... this... I..."

"Forget it." Xuan Suanzi frowned and used a body cleansing technique. Although his body was clean, he still felt the smell of blood all over his body.He was a bit of a clean freak, so he endured it and turned around to take a bath before going to Dijun.

When he turned his head, he realized that the little fairy servant was still standing aside, trembling nervously.

"It's nothing serious," Xuan Suanzi softened his tone, "just pay attention next time... I think you seem familiar, as if you used to serve in the Palace of Marriage?"

"Yes." The fairy waiter saluted, "I was serving the emperor at first, and after the fairy palm came back, I went to the Marriage Hall to help take care of the marriage tree. After the palm went to the lower realm, I helped in the beast hall .”

Xuan Suanzi swept across the pot of raw meat, nodded and said softly, "No wonder."

The fairy attendant saluted again, then picked up the basin that had just fallen on the ground, and walked towards the Marriage and Beast Palace with his head bowed.

"Wait," he had just taken two steps when Xuan Suanzi stopped him again, his body was a little stiff, turning his head like a little fairy who was worried about being scolded, not daring to look up at Xuan Suanzi eyes. "May I have your name?"

"...Mo Tan."

Mo Tan?

Xuan Suanzi frowned, and suddenly thought of something: "Before, there was a demon cultivator who pretended to be your appearance and sneaked into Shangzhongtian?"

"Yes." Mo Tan nodded.

Xuan Suanzi's gaze stayed on him for a while, but he didn't notice anything. He waved his hand and said, "Be more careful in the future, and don't make this mistake again."

The author has something to say: I went out to play during the holidays, and I can't think of it anymore.

I looked at the outline and found that it is almost over, but after careful calculation, there should be another thirty or forty chapters?

Wow.