Zanxing

At night, the wind picked up on Gufeng Mountain.

The wind rustled the leaves, the branches and leaves of the persimmon tree reflected on the ground, and the moonlight became colorful.

Mimi found a box at the door, got in and curled up into a ball and slept soundly. Hongsu went to Liu Yunxin next door to ask for embroidery lessons. Hairpin Xing and Mujiexiao went down the mountain every three or five minutes. There were few people in the hall, and the two girls gradually became familiar with each other. Liu Yunxin's single-handed embroidery life is superb, Hongsu often goes to ask for advice, and when he has learned the craft, he sews small clothes for Mi Mi.

Pin Xing sat on the threshold in front of the house, staring at the stars in the sky in a daze.

Master Shaoyang returned to the sect with a group of people who had gone to the secret realm of Li'er Kingdom. The disciples suffered many losses when they went to the secret realm. Not only that, but Uncle Yueqin also brought back a very bad news. The Demon King's Seal is now in the world, and the Demon King Guidiaotang is suspected to be resurrected. Several small sects have been destroyed, and it may be called Gufengshan tomorrow.

The master Shaoyang Zhenren strictly forbade the disciples to go down the mountain, and set up the Dragon Yan formation at the foot of Gufeng Mountain. Even so, the people in the sect were still panicking. After all, it was the Demon King Guidiaotang. Back then, he almost destroyed the capital city by himself. If he really wants to make a comeback, even if the Xiuxian world joins forces, it may not be an opponent.

In this piece of worry about the return of the Demon Race, Hairpin Star also thought a lot. It's just that what she was thinking about was different. Hairpin Xing looked down at the complete begonia flower in her palm. Now she knew what it was, it turned out to be the seal of the devil.

Now she can only see the devil's seal in her palm, but if any restrictions are triggered, and the devil's seal falls in the eyes of everyone, she can't tell even if she has a mouth.

A Xiao Yuanzhu, a Demon King Seal, if it was all right before, it happened to coincide with the chaos of the Demon Race, and the Xiuxian Realm hated the Demon Race deeply. Hairpin Xing sighed deeply, knowing that today, why did it happen in the first place, this is not his own will Bring it to your door.

What do you do when you don't sleep at night and sigh for a long time? A voice sounded from the yard.

Hairpin Xing raised his eyes, Gu Baiying came from behind the persimmon tree, looked at her and taught her a lesson: I didn't even notice that I was here. It's the demons who are coming, and you've already lost your mind.

It really is that which pot can't be opened and raised, Hairpin Xing is in a bad mood, and he retorted: Then you don't sleep at night, what are you doing here at Xiaoyao Hall?

Gu Baiying choked for a while, then abruptly threw a cyan stick to the hairpin.

Starting with the stick, it was cool and smooth, like holding a bunch of green bamboo, and like melting moonlight.

Worry-free sword? Hairpin star's eyes fell on a crystal frost flower at the handle of the stick. This frost flower is very familiar, it was cast by Chai Sang.

The craftsmen invited by Huajinlou cast a sword into a stick for you. I feel that it is a pity that the frost flower has melted, so I will keep it here. Gu Baiying raised her eyebrows: How about it? Try it?

This stick is very beautiful. Although it is made of iron, it is very light. Perhaps it is the reason why the sword spirit was once conceived. As soon as you start it, the stick and the person seem to be one and the same, and their minds are connected. As if the stick should be held in her hand by nature, the hairpin star stood up, clenched the long stick, and waved lightly at the persimmon tree in the courtyard, and a gust of wind broke out on the ground. The branches and leaves are brushed and cut, and one section is divided into two.

This stick Hairpin Xing's eyes showed surprise.

This stick is sharper than a sword.

The tip of the stick is round, and at first glance, it looks very harmless, but when it is swung, the green light condenses into a shadow, and the tip of the stick becomes the blade of the sword.

This is a green stick and a long sword. The Wuyou Sword did not disappear, it was dissolved in this long stick and existed in another way.

It's not bad, right? Gu Baiying's face flashed a hint of color, as if he was very satisfied with the newly cast spirit tool: Your original coiled flower stick is no longer usable, and outsiders see it and think it's too Yan. Pai treats you harshly. This stick is barely worthy of the status of your own disciple, and it will not be too late to change it when there is a better one in the future.

After saying this, the hairpin star didn't make a sound for a long time. Gu Baiying turned her head to the side, and saw the hairpin star looking down at the green stick in her hand with complicated eyes.

After a long while, Hairpin Xing raised his head, looked at Gu Baiying, hesitated for a moment, and said, Uncle, why don't you use this stick? Forget it.

The boy's beautiful eyebrows gradually frowned, and he asked, What are you doing crazy?

I'm thinking, Hairpin Xing said slowly, This stick is a top-quality spirit weapon. I'm a new disciple who has just entered the sect. I'll take this opportunity and it won't be very good. She just came here. Her heart is higher than the sky, she is fearless, she deserves to be in the limelight, she deserves the treasure, and now the chess game of Tian Dao is gradually revealed, but she, a chess player, dare not continue. At first, I thought I was a passer-by, what kind of immortals, what kind of demons, after all, it was not true, but today I stayed with my classmates and walked through so many places, and I unknowingly became a player, so I had many scruples.

Accepting this green stick, who knows if there will be any taboos? What if her identity is revealed in the next moment? How should she handle herself? Since it is a story, the development is always arrogant, and the beginning and the end are all decided by the writer.

Gu Baiying stared at her quietly, and after a while, he asked, Yang Xingxing, do you have something on your mind?

Hairpin: What?

It's you who said you want to change your destiny, and now it's you who don't even dare to accept a stick. His tone was slightly mocking, but his eyes were sharp like a spear: When did you become so daring? small?

The hairpin star was stunned.

When she was in the secret realm of Li'er Kingdom, she did say that she would struggle with her destined destiny, but at that time, Xiao Yuanzhu was not the treasure of the devil world, and she did not see her other identity. Some things are harder to do than to say.

She sighed, took the stick and sat down on the threshold again, looking at the persimmon branches and leaves that had been cut into pieces by the stick just now, she said in a loss: Uncle, when I went to Gu Fengshan, it was because I was hit in the face. The demon poison of the 'domain', I had no intention of entering the sect, and at the beginning, I would leave because the wound on my face was cured.

What? Do you regret it now? Gu Baiying said, sitting down on the threshold beside the hairpin.

I'm not from here, Hairpin Xing said softly, so many times, I feel that I don't belong here.

Is something wrong with your brain? The young man tapped her head unceremoniously: You are now Xuan Lingzi's direct disciple, a person of the Taiyan faction, so why don't you belong here. What kind of illusion you learn, you won't be able to tell the difference between true and false if you haven't learned it.

It was rare for him to babble like this, and it was very strange that this babble actually softened the melancholy in Hairpin Xing's heart, as if some ethereal sense of nothingness, just because his small babble became real.

Uncle Shi, she asked suddenly, Do you hate demons?