Pavilion Master, you have been contracted by me!

Bian whispered: "I'm laughing at you... stupid!"

Fu Hua's complexion changed suddenly, he looked at Zi Qing with cold eyes, and his right hand landed on Zi Qing's neck, the bright red nails set off Zi Qing's fair skin, giving a sense of shock.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"Naturally afraid."

The hand holding the painting gradually tightened, and the smile on Ziqing's face deepened.

Fu Hua seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly withdrew his hand, his complexion returned to normal, but added a touch of color: "You think I will believe you if you say that? Do you want me to kill you?"

Ziqing covered her lips with a chuckle and stopped talking, he was afraid that Fuhua would think of all kinds of people who thought he was not evil and kill him, the more he said that, Fuhua would think the opposite.

The purpose has been achieved.Since no one can save him, he can only save himself.

After Fuhua finished speaking, he called out the treasure, and pulled Ziqing to stand on it.

Fu Hua held Zi Qing's hand tightly, as if afraid that he would run away.

Ziqing's thoughts gradually drifted away.

Where will Fu Hua grab him?

Fuhua is a ghost cultivator, why is there a devil in his cultivation?

"arrive."

When Ziqing heard Fu Hua said, she raised her head to look, but before she could see the scene in front of her clearly, her eyes darkened and she passed out.

When Ziqing woke up again, he found himself lying on the bed, with bright red gauze curtains in his eyes, and the quilt covering him was also bright red.

The door was pushed open, and Fu Hua was holding a teacup and walking towards Zi Qing with her slender waist twisted. There was an amorous look in her brows, which was particularly seductive.

Ziqing wanted to get up, Fu Hua reached out and pressed Ziqing's chest to darken him, and said softly: "The spring night is short, you don't have to get up, I will come to accompany you."

Ziqing: "!!!"

"If I'm not an Earth Sha, wouldn't it be a great loss for you to marry me?"

The hand that was supporting Ziqing's chest fell to his face, and gently stroked, "Little Lang is so handsome, how can I suffer from it?"

Ziqing: "!!!"

"What day is today?" Ziqing asked.

Doubt flashed across Fuhua's face, but he still said, "June [-]th."

"The thirteenth day of the sixth month. It's not an auspicious day for a lone star to violate the moon. Getting married on such a day is a great ominous event. It's all good and bad for me. A girl is so beautiful. If she is robbed because of this, I will be in big trouble." Zi Qing said seriously, but he was talking nonsense.But the fact of marrying a ghost is too scary.

If you talk about 'disharmony between husband and wife', Fuhua doesn't take it to heart at all, but when it comes to this appearance, she is also one of the best beauties in the world of ghost cultivation, and she cares about this beauty very much.

"Then when is the auspicious day?" Fu Hua asked.

If it was too late, Fuhua would not believe it, Ziqing made up his mind and said, "Three days later."

She could wait for three days, Fu Hua stood up, and said softly: "Young Lord, rest well, and I will not bother you."

Fu Hua got out of the door and closed it, Zi Qing just breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, as the night got darker, Ziqing got up from the bed and walked outside.

Once outside, Ziqing felt a coolness, the whole yard was empty, the moonlight fell on the yard, the shadows of the trees were mottled, and the lake was glowing with cold light, revealing a sense of death and coldness.

Ziqing tightened the robe she wore around her body, and walked outside.

Pushing open the gate of the yard, by the moonlight, there was a vast and boundless lake outside, Ziqing squinted his eyes and looked, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

The moonlight was very bright, but there was no reflection in the lake.

This is illusion!

Ziqing is very familiar with illusion, because he himself practiced illusion.Illusion pays attention to confusing the real with the fake, but the fake is fake after all, and it cannot be perfect. The weakness of the illusion in front of you lies in the lake water.

Before coming in, Fuhua had stunned him, and now he has set up an illusion, it seems that he took a lot of thought to prevent him from seeing where it is.

Ziqing closed the courtyard door, just turned around, and suddenly saw a person standing not far away.

The moonlight was very bright, but Ziqing couldn't see that person's face clearly, but there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

But in an instant, that person disappeared, Ziqing walked over, and felt a chill in the place where the person was standing just now, he was no stranger to this kind of breath.

magic.

Moxiu's breath.

The demon cultivator who appeared in the yard, the ghost cultivator with faint demonic aura, Ziqing smelled an unusual smell, but just recalled the familiarity of the sight just now, Ziqing couldn't remember who that person was.

Maybe I misremembered.

Ziqing went back to her own room, wiped off the dirt under her feet, then lay down to sleep, and then opened her eyes and it was dawn.

First there was the sound of rings hitting each other, and then a figure flashed in through the window and landed directly beside Ziqing's bed.

A burst of white powder fell on Ziqing's face, and Ziqing coughed violently.

Ziqing's eyes turned red before she stopped coughing, looking at this person who appeared suddenly, she looked very familiar.

Demon Eliminator Yan Taki still wore magic weapons all over his body, and his face was covered in thick powder.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to pin a big red flower on the head.

When Yan Long saw Zi Qing, his eyes widened too: "Little fat man, why are you here?"

"The ghost cultivator brought me here for disaster," Zi Qing said.

Eliminating demons and guarding Dao is Yan Taki's job. It is his fault that the ghost cultivator he has captured for a long time comes out to harm people.

Yan Taki stood up: "I will rescue you out."

What Ziqing was waiting for was his words.

Yan Taki walked around the room twice, calmly said: "There are powerful characters around that demon girl, I will rescue you first."

"A powerful character? Stronger than a real person?" Ziqing asked tentatively.

Yan Taki's face turned ugly for a moment: "It's on par."

If what Yan Taki was talking about was that Demon Cultivator, there were not many who were on par with Yan Taki...

Yan Long stayed in the house till night, Fu Hua didn't even come to the house that day.

At night, Yan Long dragged Zi Qing out.

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Yan Long took out the gourd hanging from his waist, and the gourd floated in the air, sucking in all the water in the lake.

"This is an illusion." Zi Qing said.

"When the lake has absorbed all the water, the illusion will be broken." Yan Long glanced at him, as if blaming him for his suspicion.

Zi Qing was obedient and exaggerated: "The real person is not only unparalleled in appearance, but also has research on this illusion."

Yan Taki obviously enjoyed it, and gave him an appreciative glance.

The water in the lake was quickly drained, and the scenery in front of him changed, and the lake turned into mountains.

A red figure suddenly blocked in front of them.

Yan Taki glanced at Fu Hua blankly, and a look of panic flashed across Fu Hua's face, obviously afraid of being caught by Yan Taki.

"Fuhua'er, you used to hide and hide in the past, but today you finally figured out that you want to follow me?" Yan Long said with a smile.

Fu Hua raised his head reluctantly, and said angrily: "Yan Long, why are you holding onto my husband? There are phantom formations everywhere in this valley, if you want to go out, let him go."

"This is obviously a little fat man, so how can he be your husband?" After Yan Taki finished speaking, he took out the bone stick pinned to his waist and flew towards Fu Hua.

Fu Hua flew out of the way, but she didn't know that the bone staff had spirit energy and ran after her.

Yan Taki grabbed the painting with one hand, oiled his feet, and flew up the mountain.

Yan Long grabbed Zi Qing and ran for a long time before he heaved a sigh of relief and threw Zi Qing to the ground.

Ziqing looked at the surrounding scenery, and when she saw the mountain peak floating in the clouds, she suddenly froze.

Yan Long's skill in escaping was really good, and he escaped to the foot of Guxiu Mountain.

A blue light flashed, and after a while, the blue light flew back again. Di Qi was dressed in blue, standing on top of the giant sword, with a strange emotion on his cold face.

Zi Qing couldn't see what he meant with such an expression, maybe only the immortal in Ziguan Mansion could see it.

It's joy.

Ziqing stood up and walked to Yan Taki's side, and said softly: "The real person is unparalleled in appearance, and his cultivation level is also very powerful, but unfortunately, there is one thing missing."

Yan Taki looked at him in surprise: "What's missing?"

"Accompany the disciples around you."

Di Qi got down from the sword, his eyes fell on Zi Qing's body, he saw the man standing close to Yan Taki, who seemed to be talking intimately.

He could hear what they were saying with a little practice, but Di Qi obviously didn't care about it.

But looking at the person who used to always look at him obsessively, now looking at another person with this look, Di Qi suddenly felt a little unhappy in his heart, the expression on his face instantly turned cold, and he looked at him blankly. Looking at those two people.

The author has something to say: This is a thick and long hair (⊙o⊙) Let me start with the little abuser.

Thank you Lingling for mine~

Chapter [-]: A Plan within the Plan

As if frightened by Di Qi's gaze, Zi Qing quietly moved behind Yan Taki.

Di Qi's gaze became a little colder, he suppressed his anger and said, "Ah Qing, come here."

Ziqing still lowered her eyes, but grabbed Yan Taki's sleeves with both hands, and Di Qi's eyes fell on Yan Taki.

Yan Taki used to look like he was watching a show, but now seeing the fire burning on his body, he had to say: "The ghost cultivator is really fierce, the little fat man was frightened, so he became like this."

Di Qi couldn't help clenching his hands behind his back into fists. Between Ah Qing and Lingmai, he chose Lingmai without hesitation. Now seeing the fool like this, he felt inexplicable anger in his heart.

"This little fat man is already my attendant disciple, so I'll take him back to the mansion, and I'll leave first." Yan Long said, turning around, there was a sound of rings hitting each other, under Di Qi's cold eyes that were almost fierce , and left with Ziqing.

Ziqing and Yan Long stood together on the magic weapon, after a long time, suddenly looked back, only the clouds and mist behind them.

Yan Taki's body beside him trembled violently, and Zi Qing glanced at him inexplicably.

After landing on the ground, Yan Taki burst out laughing, the whole