"Just go." The woman stared at her pair of empty round eyes, snorted disdainfully, then floated in front of Jiang Yufeng, and stepped on the cloth shoe that had been kicked out.

This cloth shoe was too big for her, so it was easily kicked off by her just now.

But it was just right, these shoes were for her to understand, they played like a hidden weapon, directly blocking the wind of Jiangyu who was about to leave.

While putting on her shoes, she said quietly, "Anyway, I will follow you wherever you go. You don't mind if I'm still by your side when you and your Taoist companion are in trouble, right?"

"Uh..." Does this sound like something that came out of a little girl's mouth?

At the moment, Jiang Yufeng looked at her with subtle but peaceful eyes.

For a while, he didn't know whether to start with "Taoist Companion" or "Cloud and Rain", anyway, he didn't have both.

"What's the matter?" The woman glanced at Jiang Yufeng up and down, stretched out her hand and slowly wrapped a lock of long hair hanging on her chest.

Mingming's eyes are pure and natural, but his behavior is very intriguing.

"The shoes are big? Take two steps?" But Jiang Yufeng suddenly spoke.

"Big. Why do you have to take two steps?" The woman was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what this man meant or what he was planning, but she still unconsciously listened to his words, got up and floated around.

Sure enough, after a while, the cloth shoes fell off again with a "snap".

"Look, it's really big."

She smiled proudly and looked at the person in front of her. This proud expression seemed to be showing off her pair of petite jade feet.

But the Jiangyu wind in front of him suddenly moved, and he gently pushed the long hair hanging on his chest behind him, and the woman felt that for a moment, this man seemed to be covered with a kind of high and inviolable heaven. Feeling like a fairy, he took a step forward with a cold expression.

Then he kicked the cloth shoe into the courtyard.

"Uh..." The woman in white looked at the empty ground and froze in disbelief.

But just as the woman was in a daze, Jiang Yufeng suddenly tapped his toes and landed on the entrance of the corridor a few meters away.

His wide and long sleeves fluttered slightly in the wind. When he reached the corner, he didn't forget to look back at the woman who rushed to the yard to pick up shoes with a faint smile, and then disappeared at the end of the corridor.

A little girl wants to fight with him.

But as soon as he stepped out of the backyard, he bumped into Song Bihui who was sitting under the locust tree, his whole body shrouded in the shadow of the tree.

That person was wearing a black hooked bamboo robe today, staring at him with deep eyes.

"Jiang Chuan, come here." Suddenly, the man beckoned to him, but his deep magnetic voice was inexplicably bewitching, and he slowly got up from his seat, waiting for Jiang Yufeng to approach.

Jiang Yufeng glanced at him indifferently, but did not move.

"Why don't you come over?" Song Bihui frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with Jiang Yufeng's disrespectful behavior, "You even said to me..."

"Don't talk to me like that with Song Bihui's face." Jiang Yufeng suddenly interrupted the man's words, his eyes were cold, "You alone dare to order me like this?"

Song Bihui has never been too lazy to say so much nonsense, and a cold "come here" is already very good.

Moreover, he never used his superior status to oppress others.

He didn't know why one or two of them were so courageous today, not only dared to show up in the blue sky openly, but also wanted to deliberately target such an "ordinary student" like him.

Now that he has been bullied, Jiang Yufeng will not let him off easily.

Sure enough, that "Song Bihui" was stunned for a while, and after a while, this person suddenly laughed softly.

"You really have a very good relationship." The man felt that he had been seen through, and immediately changed his face, "As expected of the Immortal Zhesui, I know my disciple well."

Jiang Yufeng's gaze became sharp for a moment, and he looked at the Taoist priest in Taoist robes and curtains that he had seen yesterday, and suddenly an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

"I haven't seen you for more than ten years. Is Xianjun all right?" He opened his mouth in a deep voice, his voice was very hoarse and unrecognizable, but there was a trace of evil and contempt in his tone.

"Who?" More than ten years ago?Then he naturally didn't remember what happened, anyway, he was born again, not to mention he couldn't guarantee whether the former him would remember this person again.

But the man twitched the corner of his mouth sullenly, "That's right, Xianjun has practiced in closed doors all year round, so naturally he doesn't know about me. But one day, you will know all of this."

After that, he raised that weird smile again, "I have carefully prepared a lot of gifts for you and Immortal Tianheng, I hope you all like it..."

His tail sound fell into the wind, but his figure disappeared in an instant.

Shaking the lonely shadow of a tree.

Zhong Yaoye finally arrived at her destination when it was nearly You, she jumped off the cloud car lightly, and then landed steadily at the entrance of Song Bihui's main hall.

But before entering the door, she was rushed by the yin energy coming out of the door and immediately took a step back, her face immediately changed.

She waved her hand and scolded, "Is Song Bihui refining Gu at home? This yin energy is so heavy that it is almost solid, don't let something happen to him."

Zhong Huaixu, who got off the cloud car behind him, heard such a sentence, and always felt her master's tone, as if she hoped that Song Bihui would encounter an accident, so she could only smile helplessly.

Zhong Yaoye lifted the hem of her skirt, waved away the fog-like Yin Qi, and entered the hall swaggeringly.

"Go back, are you still alive?" She yelled, but she walked around and saw no one.

Something was wrong, her heart sank slowly, and she turned around suddenly, only to find that a phantom of the sun suddenly appeared in the sky at this moment, facing the setting sun far away.

Ghost game?And it's not a ghost game opened by ordinary things.

It may even be opened by people who are profound in Taoism and proficient in evil ways.

Zhong Yaoye immediately drew the talisman, and struck out the talisman with one palm. The paper of the talisman burned rapidly in the air, and the rising black smoke directed towards a room.

Eyes...

She lightly jumped up the steps and was about to open the door and enter.

But the door was suddenly opened by the person inside.

The faces of the two people in the room were not very good-looking, and now they looked at Zhong Yaoye who was standing at the door in a daze, and the three of them just looked at each other for a long time.

It was Zhong Huaixu's arrival that broke the embarrassment of this silence.

"Come one by one, tell me what you saw in the bureau?" Zhong Yaoye held a white porcelain teacup and pointed at Song Bihui, "You first..."

"I'm too lazy to say." Song Bihui looked more gloomy than usual at this time, as if he didn't want to recall anything he encountered in the game, and just sat at the table coldly, like a jade sculpture.

"Children's temper." Zhong Yaoye snorted, and his eyes fell on the rumored mysterious "Jiang Chuan".

For a moment, Zhong Huaixu felt her master's eyes light up suddenly, and then said gossipingly, "You are that unlucky... no, the little disciple who was lucky enough to be picked away by Immortal Tianheng?"

This guy just slipped his tongue!

Jiang Yufeng felt speechless at the moment, the feeling of being called a "little disciple" by his junior sister was really strange.

Now there are four people seated, two pairs of master and apprentice.

He should have been considered the one with the highest seniority, but looking at it now, in their eyes, he was actually the one with the lowest seniority.

No status at all.

At that moment, he closed his eyes with grief.He just felt that the gap was so big that he couldn't stand it.

But Zhong Yaoye thought he was frightened by something in the game, after all, he was just a young student with no experience, and it was normal to be a little scared.

"You don't have to be afraid of anything." She crossed her legs and comforted, shaking the tea in her hand lightly, as if the cup was not tea but fine wine, "You just need to tell the truth about what you see .”

"I saw that woman, and that Taoist priest." Jiang Yufeng said briefly, concealing the fact that the Taoist priest saw through his identity.

Song Bihui understood everything after listening to it, but Zhong Yaoye was at a loss when he heard it.

"What kind of woman is a Taoist priest?"

"The dirty things I encountered in the ghost market yesterday." Song Bihui said with displeasure, and briefly explained it to her, only then did Zhong Yaoye suddenly understand.

"So the woman with the hairpin wants to ask you for help, and the Taoist priest is here to provoke you." Zhong Yaoye is not bad in terms of general understanding, "Then it seems that you are a bit miserable, one or two want to punish you .”

"Uh..." Junior Sister, who can't speak or not, he sighed helplessly.

"What about you, are you willing to say it now?" Zhong Yaoye looked at Song Bihui again.

But Song Bihui looked a little emotionally unstable at this time, he suddenly got up indifferently, and was about to go out.

It was only before he was about to go out that he said two words coldly, "The plague..."

This sentence made everyone present "thump" in their hearts.

That plague was exactly what Song Bihui couldn't get out of.

The person who set up this trap should know him very well, and even his methods are extremely insidious, trying to trap him to death in the trap with the long-lasting pain in his heart.

But fortunately, Song Bihui had a high cultivation level, so he broke the game forcefully.

"There are a few clues now." Zhong Yaoye opened her mouth softly, she looked at Jiang Yufeng, and said slowly, "First, there are two yin masters in the game, the primary and the secondary. The bureau should be that strange Taoist priest. And that woman should only be a part that was deliberately arranged, she is not very aggressive in herself, maybe she will just pester you to ask you to do things for her.

Second, unfortunately, the Taoist seems to know both of you very well, so you must always be on guard so as not to accidentally get involved.As for the two hostas you mentioned, there is a great possibility, but this matter needs to be looked at again. "

Jiang Yufeng lowered his eyes and nodded.

Not many people know about Song Bihui's life experience, probably only those who are close to him in Zeshan know a little bit.

Who is that Taoist priest?

Jiang Yufeng was suddenly worried that Song Bi would get up, so he had to say hello to Zhong Yaoye and the two of them, and after finding a reasonable reason, he left the house first, and went back to the room toward Song Bi.

But when he just passed the room where the hairpin was sealed, he heard a soft "buzz".

The sound seemed to be the breaking wind of some sharp weapon, and at this moment, it was extremely ominous.

Sure enough, Jiang Yufeng turned his head quickly, and saw the hairpin that had been well sealed suddenly coming towards him.

Under such a crisis, he only caught a glimpse of the talisman that was half-covered by the blood that came from nowhere, and the sharp and sharp hosta that was already approaching him, emitting a cold light.

not good.He paused.

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