Xu Jinchan had no idea, he wanted all the disciples to go back, even hiding at home would be safer than Tianhai Sanqing.

But Lin Wanjiang couldn't take charge of this matter, so he could only try to persuade him: "You know, who is the enemy you will face soon?"

A disciple replied in a low voice: "It's nothing more than demons."

Lin Wanjiang sighed helplessly, and said again: "Since I know it, I hope you will think it over carefully tonight."

The demon race is easy to say, and anyone who has heard of it will be afraid.

Tianhai Sanqing is the number one fairy sect today, and all members were lost in the last battle, which is also called a narrow victory at most.

At this point, the senior brother left immediately, and there were sighs behind him, all of which were Xu Jinchan's earnest words...

After a while, Lin Wanjiang stepped into the Anxiang Peak, and suddenly smelled the fragrance of makeup and powder, and a group of girls gathered around the mountain gate.

They were all dressed in crimson skirts, thin waists and long legs wrapped in light fabrics, as if they were not afraid of the cold, their buns were all exquisite, and their faces were magnificent.

When Ye Haitang saw Lin Wanjiang, Liu Mei raised her eyebrows and shouted: "Girls! Senior brother is here!"

After hearing the words, everyone hurried forward and surrounded Lin Wanjiang, all the jokes were in their ears...

"Eldest brother is so handsome today! Elder Yu must have made this clothes! His hands are the most skillful!"

"This face is so tender, smoother than our sisters! Does it usually drink dew?"

"Senior brother, this waist is really thin. If she was born as a girl, she would have been married off by a wealthy family to be his wife!"

"What are you talking about? Isn't Junior Brother Duan old enough?"

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a burst of laughter, which made Lin Wanjiang blush.

Ye Haitang hurriedly stopped: "Okay! If you don't know, you will think you are Yao-sisters!"

The girls smiled instead of anger, and joked with her: "Peak Master, it's rare for senior brother to come, why don't we let us talk to him?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Haitang hugged Lin Wanjiang's shoulders on tiptoe, and said with a smile, "Jiang'er belongs to my mother! No one is allowed to snatch you little hooves!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Lin Wanjiang again: "I bought a few dresses, and Jiang'er helped me choose which one should I wear tomorrow?"

Seeing Ye Haitang pulling herself into the peak, Lin Wanjiang hurriedly said: "Elder Ye, Jiang Er is here today..."

"Call my sister!"

The conversation was interrupted by Ye Haitang, Lin Wanjiang said helplessly: "Sister, Jiang'er is here to deal with business."

As soon as these words came out, there was another burst of laughter, and a girl said: "Isn't it the demon race? When our peak master lifts his skirt, we will have to kneel down to her!"

Lin Wanjiang was puzzled, and suddenly heard Ye Haitang say: "Who can listen to you one by one, I will tell it myself!"

"Wait for tomorrow, these little hoofs, whoever wants to leave, I don't care about it!"

This was easy to say, but when the two of them walked away, Ye Haitang couldn't hold back.

Stopping her steps, she whispered: "Jiang'er, when the big battle strikes, you have to help me protect them!"

"Although I am Anxiang Peak, women never lose to men, but they are always weaker than men!"

"Don't forget to ignore me. If you see these girls in trouble, you can save one!"

Ye Haitang's slender wrist trembled slightly after saying this.

She suffered from an old illness, and she didn't know how long it would take to recover. Now her right arm hurts like a needle prick.

Lin Wanjiang nodded vigorously, gently held Ye Haitang's right hand, and used spiritual flow to relieve her pain.

The senior brother promised: "As long as Jiang'er is alive, he will definitely protect them!"

The Dark Fragrance Peak is very important. Although they are all women, they major in hidden weapons, which can kill enemies invisible.

Although you can come and stay as you please tomorrow, but Yan Changan has something in his words, all the staff of Anxiang Peak must be missing...

As soon as he entered Zhujian Peak, he suddenly heard the crisp sound of weapons, and the scorching temperature hit.

Dressed in indigo, Liu Ruyue was standing by the altar, talking with the swordsmiths of the Duan family.

The girl was born petite and exquisite, her appearance was very similar to Liu Ruye's, but the ice and snow melted away with a smile.

She was carrying two huge hammers, which looked extremely heavy but seemed extremely light to her.

The disciple in the door, Yu Junxing, only said hello when the senior brother came here, and continued to be busy with the work at hand.

In fact, as soon as the altar was opened and the spirit sword was cast, it was known without explanation that it was to deal with the demons.

The disciples here are the first to know, but they are all sword idiots.

Not only are they not afraid, but because everyone wants to use their forged magic weapon to deal with the demons, they become more and more passionate!

And Lin Wanjiang came here only as a side trip.

"Brother."

Suddenly hearing a whisper, Duan Juechen came slowly, his clear face was stained with dust.

Lin Wanjiang's eyes were filled with joy, and she hurriedly stepped forward to wipe it for him, saying, "You did it too?"

Today, Duan Juechen has been casting Jianfeng all the time, because he has been influenced by his ears and eyes since he was a child, and he knows more about casting magic tools than others.

The boy nodded, and suddenly took Lin Wanjiang's hand and led him to the altar.

The huge deep pit was glowing with a faint light, and the spiritual fire burning underneath was extremely hot. Looking inside, a long sword had already taken shape.

Duan Juechen explained: "This is a spirit sword. When it comes to life, it will be handed over to Elder Liu, and it will definitely exert its power."

Lin Wanjiang didn't answer, and recalled the past in his mind. He still remembered that countless fellow disciples sacrificed here.

Knowing his thoughts, Duan Juechen secretly held his brother's hand and whispered, "In this life, no one will offer sacrifices."

Lin Wanjiang looked at him sideways, smiled with tears in his eyes, and said worriedly: "Elder Liu has lost his immortal bone, so is it really okay?"

Duan Juechen comforted him: "Elder Liu has a fairy bone, but it's the icing on the cake, and I gave it to Elder Xu to send charcoal in the snow."

Now Xu Jinchan can use the judge's pen at will. This thing is a powerful magic weapon, which can help the three cleanses of Tianhai.

Seeing him determined, the senior brother felt relieved, but was pulled back just as he was about to leave.

Duan Juechen said with a smile: "Ah Chen is fine, the rest of the journey should be taken with senior brother."

Lin Wanjiang knew what he said, and the two left Zhujianfeng side by side...

As soon as I entered Qimen Peak, I saw a huge magic circle painted in front of the peak gate, and the surrounding winds were blowing, flying sand and rocks constantly.

Jiang Zishan was wearing a camel-colored long jacket, and he was directing the Qimen Peak disciples to try out the formation.

All the disciples were dressed in crow green, and there was no joy on their faces, they were listless and obeyed orders.

They knew that the peak master was a lackey of the demon clan, a traitor of the Xianmen sect, and they couldn't hold their heads up these days.

Lin Wanjiang stepped forward, wanting to adjust the atmosphere, and asked with a smile, "Elder Jiang! How are your preparations going?"

Jiang Zishan heard the sound and looked at it, and smiled foolishly: "It's okay! Wait a few more days to make a decision!"

The senior brother knew that he was talking about the selection of formations, and smiled again: "If you have troubles, my master is still here! You two can also discuss it!"

Jiang Zishan nodded, stepped back a few steps, and signaled Lin Wanjiang to get down to business.

Seeing this, the senior brother stood on the high platform, and even though they knew the inside story, they still explained clearly about the demons.

All the disciples didn't react too much when they heard the words. The absence of the peak master was like a mess.

Lin Wanjiang sighed helplessly, and there was nothing he could do about it. Yi Heng never accepted apprentices, and no one can take this position now.

Suddenly Jiang Zishan said with a smile: "Little brats! Have fun! Wait a minute! Elder Jiang will bring you something to eat!"

As soon as these words came out, some disciples boldly said: "No need for Elder Jiang, most of us have passed Bigu, so we don't need to eat anymore."

Jiang Zishan frowned, and punched the disciple directly. He said in a deep voice, "How can you not eat? You don't come to the canteen these days!"

In fact, he also knew in his heart that since Yi Heng's accident happened, the Qimen Peak disciples stayed behind closed doors, for fear of being pointed out by others.

After thinking about it, Jiang Zishan opened his mouth: "Jiang'er, Achen, pretend you didn't hear what I said later!"

Both of them nodded when they heard the words, pretending to look elsewhere.

Jiang Zishan smiled foolishly, and said again: "Wait a minute, let's drink some wine here! Elder Jiang will make a small stove for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard sobbing, the Qimen Peak disciple's eyes were red, but he still didn't say a word.

Jiang Zishan sighed helplessly, thinking that this trick was not easy to use, when he was in trouble, he suddenly heard someone say: "Elder Jiang's words can be counted?"

Jiang Zishan nodded hastily: "I'm talking! Of course I count!"

As soon as the words fell, there was another noise: "That's fine! Then we can drink to our heart's content!"

"After drinking this wine, you will become a person of Zhenxiu Peak, and you will be our peak master!"

"When the demons attack, we will all protect Zhenxiu Peak, and kill all the demons without leaving behind!"

Hearing these words, senior brother's heart is sour, although he knows that someone will leave tomorrow, but those who stay will be one heart from now on...

Because of Jiang Zishan's entrustment, Lin Wanjiang had to go to Zhenxiu Peak, which is farther away.

Ask the disciples in the peak to prepare drinks, and later go to Qimen Peak to hold a big banquet.

As soon as he entered, he saw all the disciples standing honestly at the dojo, with a camel-colored look and some depression.

When Lin Wanjiang told about the Demon Race, he immediately cried and wiped away his tears, but the strange thing is that everyone left without mentioning it.

Just when the senior brother was wondering, a disciple suddenly stepped forward, he was a little fat, and he looked like an honest child from a simple look.

Wiping away his tears, he said truthfully, "Brother, even if the demons attack, we all have to eat!"

"If we don't have enough food, the demons won't be able to fight! If we run out of food due to the war, we will stew ourselves!"

Lin Wanjiang choked for breath, and hurriedly comforted him: "No need, you can stay as you like, we don't eat people!"

The disciple sniffed, and said again: "Then you can't go, my mother said, if you go to Tianhai Sanqing, you will have to share the difficulties!"

Lin Wanjiang smiled gratifiedly, took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears, and comforted him: "Okay, you can think about it yourself."

"Let's turn on the fire and stir-fry a few pots of vegetables, and go to Qimen Peak with good wine to have a good time!"

When all the disciples heard this, their crying stopped abruptly, and they rushed to the kitchen one after another, grabbed their shovels and set up a pot to cook...

After entering Wu Gu Peak, it was already midnight, although the place was brightly lit, Lin Wanjiang felt that there was a yin energy everywhere.

Duan Juechen saw senior brother like this, suddenly held his hand, and asked with a smile, "Are you afraid, senior brother?"

Lin Wanjiang stared, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be afraid!"

As soon as the words were finished, a baby was suddenly heard crying, echoing in the middle of the night.

The senior brother's back stiffened, and just about to retreat, he saw Beimingwen hurried past the peak gate and went straight to Beimingcheng's courtyard.

After a while, Wei Ziqi scolded from inside: "Beiming heard about your grandson! Your son pissed all over me! He still has the face to cry!"

It was also heard that Bei Ming Cheng smoothed things over: "Okay, Ah Qi, Ah Zi is still young, I'll change his diaper!"

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