The ally leader's stand-in is gone

He Zhouyue's mind fluttered slightly, why did Wen Shiqi ask this question, what did the other party know?

He said calmly, "Did you encounter something strange?"

Wen Shiqi: "Now you throw a stone at Zhoucheng, where there are many monks, and eight of the ten hits are discussing your marriage with Fang Yan, but some of them seem to have got some news, thinking that you and Fang Yan Discord, seems to have the intention to win you over."

He Zhouyue: "Win me?"

Wen Shiqi: "According to my estimation, there are at least three groups of people who are inquiring about your news. Humans, demons and monsters are all in the three realms, and some people even have their ideas on me."

Then, Wen Shiqi vividly talked about his experience.

Being able to take over the chamber of commerce from Wen Jiansheng, Wen Shishi's eloquence is not something to be taken lightly, but when he tells a story to him, he talks at length, as if he would reward him with an extra spirit stone if he said one more word.

Fortunately, He Zhouyue has always been patient with his friends, and did not forget to add tea to Wen Shiqi.

Wen Shiqi stopped him, and took out a golden and brand-new tea set from his arms: "Don't pour it, don't pour it, I know it's Zigui from the smell, every time I ask you to drink this shit, it's so bitter My bile has come out, this time I bring my own!"

He Zhouyue faintly laughed, shook his head and poured tea into his cup.

Zigui is the tea that can be found in the comprehension world, it is the most similar to the tea leaves of the old cloud, but it is a pity that there is no old cloud.

better than nothing.

After two cups of tea, he barely picked out the key points from Wen Shiqi's words.

"That is to say, you met a very vicious person, and that person asked you if Fang Yan was sincere to me, and you said yes, and he said you let go..." He Zhouyue paused, repeating the indecent words unskillfully , "He said you fart."

Wen Shiqi slapped his thigh loudly: "Yes! That man scolded me for farting! But I was so angry that I almost got into a fight with him on the spot. Fortunately, his companion is a human speaker, so he stopped me."

He Zhouyue rubbed the center of her brows: "If you say you are asking for news, this level is too rough."

Wen Shiqi: "Who says it's not, but that person swears that Fang Yan treats you badly, otherwise you wouldn't..."

He Zhouyue: "Nothing?"

Wen Shiqi: "I don't know, the man was stopped by his companion before he finished speaking."

He Zhouyue picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

He Xiting's theft of the demon king's scepter has already leaked out in the demon world, otherwise the felony would not have caused He Xiting to suffer the punishment of heaven and thunder at the moment when he asked Fang Yan to help him.

Now that the demon world already knows, this secret is no longer a secret, and anyone who cares will know it.

Fang Yan is the God of Dinghai in the cultivation world. He has led the cultivation world for more than a hundred years and has never made a mistake, let alone has no weaknesses. As a Taoist companion with his cultivation base here, no one can attack him.

But if there was any rift between him and Fang Yan, it would be different.

The key is whether the person coming is for Fang Yan, or the Immortal League led by Fang Yan, or even the entire cultivation world.

He was thinking secretly, Wen Shiqi urged: "So what's going on between you and Fang Yan? Could it be that there is a real conflict?"

He Zhouyue didn't know how to answer Wen Shiqi.

He didn't want to deceive his friends, but he also didn't want to gossip about the twists and turns between him and Fang Yan, perhaps because he hadn't seen it, and he couldn't even laugh at himself.

What's more, there seems to be a new twist in the matter of the substitute. He doesn't even understand it, so why bother his friends.

After a while, He Zhouyue said helplessly: "Frankly speaking, there is indeed a problem with Fang Yan's relationship with me, but I haven't figured out the reason."

"When I figure it out, I won't hide it from you."

Wen Shiqi's jade-like eyes blinked twice, and he didn't force it: "Okay, if you want to talk, remember to tell me, don't hold on to anything by yourself."

He Zhouyue: "Okay."

The two simply integrated the information in their hands, and when they came back to their senses, the sky outside had turned dark red, as if it was on fire, and they could feel the heat even inside the boat.

This is Wangchuan Mountain.

It is said that thousands of years ago, two dragons of Yin and Yang competed for the position of ascension, and after a hundred years of wrestling, no winner was determined. Instead, the beautiful Wangchuan land was stirred into a sea of ​​flames, and all the monks who went to seal it were smashed. Later, a craftsman who was skilled in designing With his own power, he used the main mountain of Wangchuan Mountain as a pivot to create a mechanism city stretching for hundreds of miles. Only then did he seal the two dragons and end the disaster on earth.

It's just that although the two dragons were sealed off, the influence left behind has never disappeared. Wangchuan Mountain is still full of active and jumping volcanoes, which will erupt several times every now and then. It is simply a huge melting pot.

Wen Shiqi took out a fan from his pocket, curled his lips and said, "Your trip was really hard."

This kind of heat was different from the heat on Fang Yan's body, it was mixed and dry.

With a wave of He Zhouyue's hand, all the windows in the house were closed: "Just this time."

After talking here for a while, footsteps came from outside the door, and then someone said: "Please see Immortal Qingji."

It's the servant on Xuan Tianzhou.

He Zhouyue: "Go in."

Behind the servant, several subordinates with lower status walked into the house in an orderly manner holding several trays.

Servant: "The lord has ordered it down a long time ago. He was afraid that Xianjun would feel unwell when he passed by Wangchuan Mountain, so he ordered the kitchen to prepare snacks to cool off the heat."

Wen Shiqi stood up first, looked at the dishes on the tray one by one, and winked at He Zhouyue teasingly: "Oh, Master Fang Da is really considerate, hurry up, put it there for Qingji Xianjun."

There are a total of eighteen small dishes, flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, all of which are used to cool and relieve summer heat.

The boy knew that Wen Shiqi was there, so he specially placed two pairs of white jade chopsticks on the tray.

He Zhouyue picked up a pair and stuffed them into Wen Shiqi's hands, pretending to be indifferent, and said, "I hope eating can shut your mouth."

He Zhouyue was not used to being served by others during meals, so only he and Wen Shiqi were left in the hall.

But his hopes were dashed.

"Xianmeng is really rich..." Wen Shiqi swallowed a piece of the hind leg meat of a spirit beast, squinted his eyes half-closed and sighed, "If Fang Yan is sincere to you, he might just live well."

He Zhouyue took a chopstick from the porcelain plate closest to her. The snow lotus core was sweet and delicious, and it also contained spiritual power, which really dissipated a lot of heat from the inside out.

Careful and considerate, who wouldn't like it.

If Fang Yan is sincere, why doesn't he want to live a good life...

He said something in a low voice, but Wen Shiqi didn't hear it clearly: "Say it again."

He Zhouyue: "Your ears are not good."

Wen Shiqi was very dissatisfied: "I'm a clairvoyant, okay, it's you who can't speak clearly."

He Zhouyue said casually: "Then listen to where we have been, even if there is Xuan Kongzhou, it is really boring."

Wen Shiqi really sat up straight, and those who obeyed the rules did not use their spiritual power and listened with their ears.

It's just that the more I listen to the expression, the more I can't hang on.

A smile appeared on He Zhouyue's face: "Okay, I'll just say it casually, let's eat first."

However, Wen Shiqi did not take his steps, and his expression even became gloomy.

He Zhouyue: "What's wrong?"

Wen Shiqi walked quickly to the nearest window and opened it abruptly.

The originally dark red sky turned into dead gray at some point.

Something is wrong.

You Hong condensed out from the void, Wen Shiqi held the knife in his backhand, and when he turned his wrist, the snow-white blade mixed with the bright yellow of his silk robe flashed a piercing light out of the window, and was swallowed up in an instant.

He Zhouyue suddenly opened up his consciousness and looked around, but only heard the sound of magma tumbling and bubbles collapsing.

The mighty parade team all disappeared, and only their Xuankong boat was left in the entire Wangchuan Mountain, and even the boy who had just delivered the food on the boat didn't know where to go.

None of the two out-of-body monks noticed all these changes. If He Zhouyue hadn't temporarily asked Wen Shiqi to listen to it, and Wen Shiqi took it seriously, he might still be trapped in this thick fog of ashes. how long.

He Zhouyue summoned the Liuhua Sword and was about to go out to investigate, but an arm was thrown in front of him.

Wen Shiqi pressed the hilt of the Shangliuhua sword rather helplessly: "My groom, you are about to get married, there is no reason to use swords and guns now, just sit here, I will go out to see what's going on .”

He Zhouyue was forced to stay in the house by Wen Shiqi.

Who is it that dares to attack the parade team of Xianmeng?

And he and Wen Shiqi were tricked without a sound?

After about a stick of incense, the door was pushed open from the outside.

He immediately got up to greet him, but found that the person who came in was not Wen Shiqi.

It's He Si who is unhurried and elegant.

He Zhouyue realized something in an instant, and said coldly, "I heard about Seventeen."

He Si didn't care about his attitude, and even smiled kindly: "You still have time to care about others?"

The Liuhua sword trembled slightly, He Zhouyue tried to control it to stabilize, but it couldn't be stabilized no matter what.

He looked down, and it wasn't the Liuhua sword that was trembling, but his hand.

He Si stepped forward slowly: "Don't worry, it's the swan rouge."

Butterfly rouge.

A rumored extinct poison, colorless, odorless, soluble in water, even a monk in the out-of-body stage can hardly detect it, the toxicity is not great, at most it can cause spiritual disorder, hallucinations for a short time, and then fall into a coma.

He Zhouyue knew that He Si would not give up on protecting He Xiting, but he did not expect that He Si would dare to attack him during the parade, and even found the swan rouge!

The poison was constantly haunting his body, his consciousness was a little blurred, and he had to rely on the Liuhua sword to stand still.

Almost holding on, he sternly said: "For He Xiting, you don't even want the He family? The Xuankong Boat is full of people from the Immortal Alliance, Fang Yan will know soon."

He Si looked at him condescendingly, with contempt and sympathy: "You don't have to care about the He family's affairs. I was thinking about the father and son's reluctance to use tricks, but you are stubborn and insist on blocking Xiting's smooth path to glory. "

He Zhouyue's bright black eyes were full of cold light: "Why would my mother fall in love with someone like you?"

He Si pretended to remember, and then smiled: "Then you have to ask her yourself, after all... I really can't remember who she is."

The body could no longer support it and hit the ground heavily, but due to the rouge, He Zhouyue couldn't feel any pain.

As if in slow motion, his wrist also hung down, and the Tongyou bracelet with bright red bloodshots fell in front of him, making a muffled sound.

That was the magic weapon that Fang Yan gave him for protection.

Fang Yan...