The moon is like water, the lotus flowers by the pond are fragrant, and the bamboos are swaying gently, making them look leisurely and elegant.

The red butterfly and the old crow who were standing quietly by the pond were missing in the clear moonlight, but added a lot of ghostly aura to this leisure and elegance. The two stood quietly by the pond for a long time, and the charming red butterfly in red clothes finally couldn't help asking: "Why haven't you come out for so long?"

The old and ugly face of the crow was tangled into a ball, and the triangular eyes flashed green, and he said with some doubts: "Xiaoqian is unparalleled, and her temperament is as ethereal as a fairy. As long as it is a man, she cannot resist her charm. Today..." "Did this little fairy have a strange intention?" The green air flashed on the charming face of Hongdie, revealing a bit of hideousness.

"Squeak..." The two of them were talking, when Ning Caichen's door was suddenly opened. When Jingjing Yueye was about to go, the sluggish sound of the door shaft rotating was heard from a distance. Xiaoqian floated out of the wide open door, and then the door closed tightly.

Xiaoqian looked at the red butterfly and crows by the pond and sighed quietly. Ming like Qiushui's eyes drooped lightly, and her delicate facial features were filled with sadness. Even the red butterfly and crows could not help but be infected by them. The angry momentum that Hongdie had just asked dissipated for most of the time. Hongdie paused and said with a firm heart: "Xiaoqian, what's going on?"

"This person is sincere and upright, gentleman, and his wealth is hard to move. I am afraid of being jealous and dare not harm him." Xiaoqian said softly, and there was always an unspeakable depression in the round, sweet and soft voice. But this sound made people feel heart-warming, and I wish I could hold her in my arms and take good care of her.

In Qingyang's room, Qi Guo and Jinshe were both lying on the dilapidated window frame, looking nervously at the scene outside. Both of them looked a little excited, as if they were about to rush out to help Xiaoqian at any time.

Wang Ping stood quietly in the corner of the wall, his head lowered slightly, his body contracted, and was as quiet as a shadow, giving people the feeling that this person was dissolved in the darkness. Qingyang Old God was sitting cross-legged on the chair with his eyes closed. Although he had no movement, he had a calmness to grasp everything.

Although Gao Yuan stood with his back to the door, everything within a hundred feet was reflected in the sea of ​​consciousness. Nie Xiaoqian's extremely moving posture was a kind of wise charm in Gao Yuan's view. This charm not only fits Nie Xiaoqian's temperament, but also has the magic that goes straight to the hearts of the people.

The reason why Ning Caichen was not deceived was just the profound moral protection of the sages of sages for twenty years. However, Gao Yuan felt a little attraction from Nie Xiaoqian's special spiritual fluctuations. This had nothing to do with Gao Yuan's impression, but Xiaoqian's obscure and gloomy aura, and a kind of yin and yang attraction produced by Gao Yuan's masculine but extreme blood yang divine light.

"According to the book, as long as Xiaoqian's ashes are put away, you can take Xiaoqian away." Gao Yuan's thoughts have changed and he has developed a special interest in Nie Xiaoqian. "The harmony of Yin and Yang is the ultimate principle of heaven and earth. No matter which plane or several dimensions of the universe, it should be like this. Even if it is not helpful to him, having a female ghost who belongs to him will be of great help to him."

In his career in the Deep Blue Base, Gao Yuan has no trust in illusory things like love and friendship. The only thing Gao Yuan believes in is the power he has mastered. This simple and crude philosophy has become Gao Yuan's highest criterion.

Even though Rongrong was the first woman in his life, even though Rongrong and his physical and mental intercourse had no reservations, Gao Yuan still chose to plant the blood curse on Rongrong. Under the influence of the increasingly powerful blood nerves, Gao Yuan became even more cruel and violent.

Gao Yuan didn't have any mercy on a beautiful female ghost like Nie Xiaoqian. All he thought was useful or useless. As for his external appearance, he could no longer control his calmness to the coldness.

"To get Nie Xiaoqian, Ning Caichen is an obstacle, grandma is an obstacle, and even Qingyang is an obstacle. These teammates are completely untrustworthy. The only thing that is gratifying is that Yan Chixia will not become an enemy. A swordsman like him will not care about Nie Xiaoqian's final belonging. However, Qingyang seems to have other requests. It seems that he is a smart person and may not be unable to cooperate. He really wants to block the way and kill him with one knife."

When Gao Yuan thought of this, he couldn't help but think of Qingyang's body that was as tall as him, and his pure wheat skin, which was softer and more crystal clear than gold, and his skin was smoother and more delicate than milk. His facial features were beautiful and heroic, and he had a sharp and striking temperament. His figure was graceful and orderly, and his slender and straight legs were enough to make all legs feel inferior. Without a tight belly with a trace of fat, his tall and beautiful breasts were perfect and compact, round and straight buttocks.

Although Qingyang is not as delicate and beautiful as Nie Xiaoqian, nor does it have the soft-hearted feminine taste. Qingyang's vigorous spirit and perfect body are incomparable to Nie Xiaoqian. In terms of appearance, Gao Yuan prefers beautiful women like Qingyang. "It's too wasteful to kill with one knife, otherwise, rape first and then kill." Gao Yuan thought evilly. But this thought was just a flash, which belongs to the perverted fantasy that powerful men are used to.

After Nie Xiaoqian in the yard finished speaking, Hongdie looked unhappy and raised her eyebrows as if she wanted to scold something, but was stopped by the old man who waved her hand. "Since Xiaoqian has tried her best, Hongdie doesn't have to blame him. The five people in the room were full of blood and blood. Just killing two of them is enough. It's going to dawn, we'll be here tomorrow night..."

When Hongdie heard this, she looked at Qingyang's room with some regrets and said with a smile: "I'll hunt one myself tomorrow night. They have strong qi and blood, and they can have fun..." Nie Xiaoqian lowered her head and said nothing.

A gust of wind passed by, the water waves of the pond were gently waving, a touch of moonlight rose and fell in the waves, lotus flowers rolled, and bamboo shadows swayed. As the light and shadow changed, the three disappeared without a trace.

The beauty had disappeared for a long time, and Qi Guo and Jin Snake seemed to have come to their senses. They shook their heads and smacked their lips, and they were still feeling unfulfilled. The two of them looked at each other, their faces changed, and their bodies were tightly pressed together and quickly separated. Qi Guo asked angrily: "When did you run over?"

The golden snake flicked its long golden ponytail and said disdainfully: "Why tell you, this is not your room, please pay attention to me!" Qi Guo pulled his long face, as if he wanted to curse something. He glanced at Qingyang's vague figure sitting cross-legged in the middle, but still didn't dare to curse it. He just muttered something vaguely in his mouth.

Jinshe knew that there was nothing good about Qi, but he was a little inappropriate. He didn't want to make a big fuss in front of Qingyang. After glaring at Qi, he walked back to his wall, and lying on the ground and fell asleep. After a while, thunder snoring sounds came and went in and out.

In the second half of the night, the golden snake snoring and Qi Guo's unwilling muttering.

At dawn, Qingyang sent several people back to his room and agreed to act freely during the day and to make peace in the room where he came to Qingyang in the evening.

After the sky was bright, Ning Caichen took the Book of the Book of Documents and began to chant. Ning Caichen's voice was clear and the sound of reading was swaying, with a unique ancient charm. After Yan Chixia came out, she highly praised Ning Caichen's hard work.

The two were chatting, and Qingyang pushed the door out and started chatting with them. Qingyang was eloquent and spoke neatly. His style was very similar to the temperament of Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia finally saw that Qingyang was not like a man, but Qingyang was full of vigorous sword energy, and he was obviously a Taoist practitioner. Yan Chixia, a Taoist priest, did not care much about the difference between men and women. Qingyang could be intimately friendly. With hundreds of years of cultural accumulation beyond the two, Qingyang easily gained favor from their two people.

"The great way is the most supreme, and it is nothing more than refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness, refining emptiness into Taoism." Qingyang talked eruditely to Yan Chixia.

These bad remarks that later generations say are like thunder in Yan Chixia's ears. He was originally the path of sword cultivation, and he was talking about practicing like a sword. Although he was unparalleled in the power of the enemy, he was always separated from the understanding of the great way.

Yan Chixia's tiger's eyes shine with strange light, which was shocked by Qingyang's general guideline of Taoism. Although these words are short, the more they think about it, the more profound it becomes. Such insights are unparalleled even if they are taught by teachers. But this person can speak it without any obstacles, and this bright and clear mind as bright as the moon is even more rare.

Qingyang, who successfully obtained Yan Chixia's unique eyes, was very proud. The bad things that later generations said were deafening but were shocking when the information was not equal. Qingyang took the opportunity to suggest that the three of them go to Jinhua City and buy some food and accommodation supplies by the way, and it was also good that they lived in Lanruo Temple forever.

Within a few words, Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia were led down the mountain by Qingyang.

Gao Yuan watched from the side, and was very impressed by Qingyang's public relations skills. After the three of them walked away, Gao Yuan quietly left the wing room, walked along the mountain road behind the temple, turned a hillside, and saw a lush poplar forest in the valley from afar.

The poplar forest is so big that you can't see the edge when standing on the hillside. The rising sun in the east is emitting billions of golden lights, and the golden light is projecting on the sea of ​​poplar forests, a golden light shining. In this rising sun, Gao Yuan could still clearly feel the gloomy ghost energy of the forest.

There are many ghosts hidden in the woods. The filthy yin energy even triggered the whimpering sound of the dragon scale knife hidden in Gao Yuan's heart. He went down the path of the sheep intestine intestine in the forest, and after entering the woods a hundred meters, he could not see any sunlight. There were countless tombs in the forest, with weeds growing on the tombs, and occasionally dilapidated coffins were exposed, and even the thick white bones in the coffin could be faintly seen.

There was still a mass grave here. In this forest, Gao Yuan only saw flocks of crows appearing, and there were no other birds. I didn't know how far into the woods, Gao Yuan finally saw the huge poplar tree.

The poplar tree is not very tall, but extremely thick, and I am afraid that ten people can't embrace it. The lush tree crown is like a canopy, covering more than ten acres of land. Among these more than ten acres of land, only this poplar tree exists. The thick roots wandering around the ground are entangled and colluded with each other like millions of strange snakes. Just looking at it makes people feel panicked from the bottom of their hearts.

Gao Yuan knew that this forest was probably the territory of this poplar tree. If you want to move it, you would really touch the whole body. What's more, there are countless lonely ghosts, beasts, and monsters as subordinates. This grandma should not be humiliated easily. "If there is a nuclear bomb, throwing it down can easily solve the problem. However, how could the God Space allow you to take such a trick? Even if you really have a nuclear bomb, you are afraid that it will not be detonated."

With his mind full of random thoughts, Gao Yuan returned to Lanruo Temple safely. It was noon at this time, and Qingyang didn't know how much food he had bought in Jinhua City. At this time, the courtyard where everyone lived had been cleaned up, and Gao Butan's wormwood was cleaned up. Qingyang placed two tables in the shade of the eaves, filled with wine and food, and cups with Yan Chixia and Ning Caichen, drinking happily.

Wang Ping, Qi Guo and Jinshe sat on another table and drank quite happily.

Seeing Gao Yuan coming back from afar, Ning Caichen called out: "Brother Emperor is coming back just in time. Qingyang bought a lot of wine and food. He is asking everyone to drink. Come and come together..." Qingyang also smiled and said: "Yes, Indra, everyone is waiting for you for a long time before the meal starts. It's time for you to come back late, so you have to be fined three cups..."

Gao Yuan shook his head, "You are not feeling well, please use it slowly..." and said that, he went straight back to his room.

Ning Caichen sighed slightly, impressed by Gao Yuan's gracefulness, but Gao Yuan was so cold and arrogant that he couldn't help but sigh. Qingyang smiled and said, "He is so introverted that he looked down on Brother Ning." Yan Chixia held the wine bowl and looked at Gao Yuan's back and pondered without saying anything. Gao Yuan always made him feel a sense of danger. This intuition of a cultivator is mysterious and unspeakable.

Qi Guo on another table smiled and said, "Hey, this kid can show off and will suffer a big loss sooner or later." Jinshe also said with disdain, "I am most annoyed by this SB. I always feel that I am amazing! Damn..." Wang Ping was still speechless, just lowering his head to drink his white water.

After noon, when the sun was at its peak, when Qingyang was taking a nap in the room, Gao Yuan suddenly broke in. Qingyang's eyes opened slightly, "What's wrong with you?" Gao Yuan said coldly: "I have a discovery, I guess you will be interested in it." "Oh! What's the discovery?" "Come with me..."

Gao Yuan led Qingyang all the way to the big poplar tree. Qingyang raised his eyebrows and said unhappily: "Grandma is a poplar spirit, and she has known this for a long time. What do you want to do?" Qingyang couldn't stand Gao Yuan's arrogance. If Gao Yuan could not give a satisfactory reply, Qingyang would take the opportunity to deal with Gao Yuan.

Gao Yuan said with a sigh: "I'm leading you here, not to look at it." As he said that, Gao Yuan had already drawn out the dragon scale sword, and the surging sword aura that was as vast as the Yangtze River immediately submerged Qingyang several feet away.
Chapter completed!