Mozun was attacked by fake crying bag

Under the stagnant air, the host's face turned pale, how dare he have any opinions.

Seeing that Lord Mozun was also looking at him, who seemed to be pampering the man in red, he could only smile flatteringly at an unknown person: "Don't dare."

Even though the host is a powerhouse of God Transformation, but now is not the era when there were only a handful of God Transformation. He also had to be careful in front of Wuyan.

The cold gaze from under the hood was slightly retracted, and the cold and stagnant air circulated at this moment.

"It's good that His Holiness doesn't feel that way, otherwise I will be more or less angry."

The clear and melodious voice carried a breath of spring breeze, if not for the cold breath dissipating not long ago, the host almost believed that the person under the hood was a gentle young man.

"Then—" the tone of the man in red changed, and his gentle voice just now sank a bit, "Why did the venerable have such an expression just now? Do you think I am not worthy of Beiyou?"

This twists and turns made the host, an old guy who had lived for thousands of years, die on the spot.

The host, who seemed to be only in his 60s, squeezed out the most sincere smile, with wrinkles all over his face, "This lord and Beiyou Mozun look like a match made in heaven, the old man is just impressed by the aura of the two. I didn't react."

The man in red seemed to be very satisfied with this, and his voice was full of lightness, "It turns out that His Holiness thinks so. I have to say that your old eyes are still good."

The organizer laughed dryly.

The movement here has already alarmed almost half of the monks on the scene. Even if many monks did not look this way, they let go of their spiritual sense and paid attention to the movement here.

The tall and slender figure in red clothes did not just pass by lightly, the sword-like cold gaze swept around, the burning young man in red let go of his soul, a powerful force just let go , didn't attack anyone on purpose, but that powerful spirit was enough to make everyone aware of the danger, giving birth to a feeling of suffocation.

In the extreme danger, I only heard the man in red say: "I consider myself to be mediocre, and I am not worthy of Beiyou, but since Beiyou agrees with me, I hope you don't send any more beauties here. I’m pretty, if you give me one, I’ll kill one, and if you give me a pair, I’ll kill another.”

The cold words made his clear voice feel a bone-chilling chill, and the group of people who felt the gaze looked at the Lord with a look of connivance, so naturally they all nodded and praised him.

What I said later was nothing more than saying that the two were a match made in heaven, a perfect match and so on.

The young man in red frowned, "Don't talk about such nonsense, as long as you remember that Huo Wuyan is mine, you don't need to think about it."

Many people really want to tell this person that they don't have Xiao Xiang Beiyou Demon Venerable, and it's not that they have lived enough, but it's good for them to continue to bless rationally.

Don't look at the young man in red who said not to come to these fake people, the powerful force that suppressed them obviously accepted a lot after hearing these good things about the two of them.

Ji Xuan accepted all the blessings one by one, hooked Huo Wuyan's hand and nodded quietly on his arm twice, as if he was telling Huo Wuyan how his acting skills were.

"Good."

Huo Wuyan's reply was very simple, but Ji Xuan actually overfulfilled.

The trick of making one's master favor only one person from now on, the position of Luding, has been more or less played by Ji Xuan into an open relationship, expressing the meaning of sovereignty, maybe other people have already begun to think about when they will notify the holding ceremony of the Taoist couple, but in reality In fact, their relationship is far less harmonious than it seems.

Ji Xuan is so powerful and seems to be inexperienced in the world and easy to be satisfied, more or less like a strong man who is deep in the mountains and doesn't care about world affairs.

Those people really thought that Huo Wuyan had dug out a hidden power from some deep mountain, and seeing the relationship was like an old house on fire, they couldn't wait for a moment.Beiyou Demon Venerable still indulges him so much, it is definitely true love.But someone with a slightly higher position and a deeper mind thinks it makes sense, that's how it should be, how could Huo Wuyan like anyone casually, he must have found such a simple and ignorant strong man from the deep mountains, and this strong man is easy to deceive He simply deceived himself and deceived his heart, and the poor man in red even warned them for such a cold-blooded guy who puts his interests first.

If Ji Xuan knew that they could think of it like this, he would never make a big show, and just obediently be a small furnace who is attached to Huo Wuyan and jealous of him, and it is better to avoid the strong who is deceived.

Different identities determine different positions. Ji Xuan thought that Huo Wuyan would be an excellent position, but he never expected that he would be the main position directly, and even the other sects, which are one of the three major demon sects, did not have such honors.

Ji Xuan was thoughtful, the benefit of the veiled hat was that no one could notice the strange color in his eyes, and others even thought that Ji Xuan knew the details of Beiyou Demon Lord.

From today's chief seat, Ji Xuan can see one thing, Huo Wuyan doesn't care about the strange fire and water spirit, even things like the Nine Soul Snow Spider are easily given away, it may not be because Huo Wuyan is so afraid of sending himself to death , Give him more barriers to protect himself, but this guy is really not short of such things.

Ji Xuan somehow felt that he was in the presence of a rich man, so he couldn't help laughing for a while.

"You seem very happy." Huo Wuyan, who was sitting indifferently in front of Wumu Jinsinan's case, asked via voice transmission.

"No, I just suddenly realized that I seem to have been eating the soft food of Lord Mozun."

"Soft rice?"

Huo Wuyan lowered his eyebrows slightly and probably understood what the other party meant. It was somewhat difficult for a strong man to say this, but he didn't expect Ji Xuan to say it casually.

"Not really, this seat gave you things to a large extent so that you can not easily lose your life."

Ji Xuan was comforted by these words, and the feeling of shame that had just arisen immediately disappeared completely.

Huo Wuyan's status and status are here, and his strength is outstanding. Which of the monks present is not courteous to him, and dare not offend him. Even Ji Xuan, a Taoist companion, is also respectfully praised. Except for Huo Wuyan, there is still One reason is that they discovered that Ji Xuan's strength might not be weaker than anyone else's from the previous spiritual oppression, which caused Ji Xuan to almost see someone, and the other party would boast that they were a good match, so that Ji Xuan would think that he and Huo Insatiability is truly a match made in heaven.

The Autumn Banquet lasted for three days. On the first day, most of the people arrived and chatted casually to connect with each other. On the last day, they had to make some plans for the future of Mo Dao. As Huo Wuyan said, it was just a gathering to test each other.

The first day was considered the most undisciplined day. After a lot of people greeted Huo Wuyan and were rejected at the beginning, Ji Xuan and Huo Wuyan's side became much cleaner. Even so, he hoped that such a banquet could end quickly , in addition to being surrounded by people's eyes, there are also divine senses quietly poking over.

Ji Xuan, who had cut off countless spiritual links, was somewhat dizzy, because he was wearing a veiled hat, and he didn't need to eat a series of things such as tea, snacks, etc., and was tired of staying behind, so he simply whispered something in Huo Wuyan's ear, Then he left the place and went to a farther place to breathe.

From the perspective of others, it was the man in red who said something affectionately to Huo Wuyan, and then left the place.

Some people wanted to pay attention to Ji Xuan's movements, but when their spiritual consciousness link was cut off, everyone became more honest. Almost all those who can cut off the spiritual consciousness link quietly are cultivated higher than the other.

Ji Xuan, who left temporarily, easily walked out of the maple forest with burning red leaves, and was about to go further.

Suddenly, I saw a face that was familiar but not familiar, and strange but not unfamiliar. It was a face that was three points similar to the white face I saw of course, but it was a female cultivator. Compared with the friendly face of the day Handsome man, this female cultivator looks more intellectual and glamorous.

The two passed by, maybe Ji Xuan paid more attention to the female cultivator, and the female cultivator also glanced at Ji Xuan more.

In the blink of an eye, Ji Xuan had gone away, and when the woman or should be said to be Bai Rong passed Ji Xuan, he intended to stop her.

Ji Xuan was able to hide his aura, but he couldn't hide his blood. The secret treasure that Master gave him to find Ji Xuan was mainly used to find people based on his blood aura. When Ji Xuan approached him, he felt the hint of the secret treasure and came here on purpose. At this point, when passing by, the secret treasure just flew out and followed Ji Xuan directly. Under the eagerness of the secret treasure, Bai Rong also felt anxious, but it was a coincidence that Ji Xuan was walking in the direction where Venerable Bai Yun was. place.

Ji Xuan relied on a huge tree to relieve his swollen brain. At that time, he released his soul to suppress so many monks, and two or three of them had turned into gods. This action directly made Ji Xuan, whose body couldn't bear it, reach the upper limit of using the soul.

Ji Xuan closed his eyes and rested, this move is somewhat inappropriate, Ji Xuanda could pretend to be a dodder and follow Huo Wuyan to pretend, but it was the first time the other party introduced him in this capacity in public, it was somewhat a bit Unhappy, Ji Xuan did this.

After taking a lot of elixir, after a while, and the pain in his brain no longer hurts so much, Ji Xuan started to walk back.

Before he had gone far, he saw a graceful figure in white clothes. It was the back of a woman, dressed in a plain silver robe, with various gorgeous and complicated patterns on the cuffs and hem, a kind of extreme beauty mixed with extreme purity. Together, they blend together a strange figure.

Just a back view can make people almost uneasy, and Ji Xuan already has a rough guess about his identity.

The only person who can captivate people's hearts so imperceptibly is the Venerable Bai Yun who is at the top of the beauty list.

Just when Ji Xuan wanted to just turn around and leave, the other party turned his head back. His face was so beautiful that it almost made people forget to breathe. Even if he didn't do anything, his autumn-like eyes showed a different style. People who are demons also have to say that they have a good appearance.

The woman's eyes that did not lose the coercion of the superior swept over Ji Xuan's body, and finally those eyes that were not smiling but full of affection were stained with a three-point smile, and her lips and teeth parted lightly, "Enough fun, little Xuan?"

It's just a momentary movement and words, but it almost directly exposes Ji Xuan's old self. The other party's joy at the sudden success of the younger generation is self-evident, but Ji Xuan, who is the one who takes the house, can't bear it more or less.

Ji Xuan pretended to look blankly at the other party, "Could it be that senior knows me?"

There was silence over there, and the beautiful woman with radiant skin and snowy eyebrows frowned slightly, and her tone became slightly lowered for a while, "Xiao Xuan, don't be naughty, or Master will be angry."