Wanyan looked at Princess Tianyin with an apologetic expression.
Of course, now is not the time to apologize to Tianyin.
They never expected that after a long period of reasoning, these two girls would come to the conclusion that Pan Shishu in front of them was Helan Yu.
Everyone knows Helan Puyu, who is known as the best clown in the world.
Pan's Shu felt unhappy in her heart.
First he was teased by the two girls for his figure, and now for his face.
If you put it on any woman, she will be unhappy.
Wanyan Wutear laughed so hard: "The Great Saint has turned into Harley Quinn, haha, you two are really teasing me to death!"
From the very beginning, Wan Yan Wu Tears was sure to win this bet.
Xiao Qi and Gui Yatou were able to recognize Qin Guichen, which was expected by Wan Yan Wu Lei.
But it is not that difficult for Pan Shi Shu to be guessed.
Sure enough, among the more than a hundred suspects listed by Xiao Qi and Gui Yatou who had been eaten by Ye Xiaochuan, Pan Shishu's name did not appear.
It’s not because the two girls are stupid.
But Panshishu is from the Pangu clan and is an existence that is extremely easy to be ignored.
Qin Guichen couldn't stand it any longer, so she stood up and said, "Xiaoqi, Guiya, don't guess, she is Pan Shishu."
She directly announced the correct answer.
This time Xiao Qi and Gui Yatou were not happy.
The ghost girl said: "Sister, I have known for a long time that she is Miss Pan's Shu, I don't need to remind you!"
Xiao Qi immediately responded and said: "Yes, yes, I guessed it right away!"
Then, she turned sideways and lowered her head and asked: "Little devil, who is Pan Shishu?"
The ghost girl shrugged and said, "The name is very familiar. He should be from the Pangu tribe."
"Ah, I remembered, that muscular man's daughter seems to be going to become a saint of the devil..."
"When you say that, I have an impression. The white-haired witch is really sinister and cunning. How could we possibly guess Pan Thi Shu, a character who appears so late in this book?"
They lost this bet.
But Wan Yan Wu Tear does not have the attitude of a winner.
Seeing that the two girls were unhappy, he said: "For the sake of you treating me to roasted whole lamb, let's count you as the winner and give me a full body skin care tonight."
The two girls immediately became happy again, jumping up and down, wishing they could take off their clothes without tears.
It's late at night, and the stars in the sky are hanging above the Milky Way.
On the hillside of the front mountain, Miss Xiaozhu stood at the door of the courtyard, constantly looking around.
Yang Jiujiu and Gu Pan'er came from a distance. When they saw Xiaozhu, Yang Jiujiu asked, "Xiaozhu, what are you doing standing here at night?"
Xiaozhu said: "Master hasn't come back yet, I'm a little worried."
Yang Jiu looked at the sky, it was almost the second watch, so it was a bit late.
Gu Pan'er said: "Uncle Drunk must have been drinking with some uncle again and lost track of time. It's okay. Don't worry."
Drunk Taoists like to drink and have many drinking friends.
Especially in the past ten years, many expatriate disciples have been stationed near Cangyun Mountain.
Sometimes drunk Taoists drink with acquaintances while walking, and drink for two or three days at a time. This has precedent.
What's more, the drunk Taoist's cultivation level is extremely high, so there is no danger.
When Gu Pan'er said this, Xiaozhu felt relieved and followed Yang Shijiu into the yard.
West Wind City, Southwest.
The weather tonight is very good, the sky is cloudless and the moonlight is particularly bright.
The wisps of night wind blew through a bamboo forest. The drunk Taoist seemed to feel a little chilly and couldn't help but tighten his clothes.
He raised his head and looked at the moonlight, which was already almost above his head.
He had no intention of returning to Samsara Peak.
Instead, he continued to wander in the bamboo forest.
After a while, he walked out of the bamboo forest, and there was a hillside in front of him.
When you reach the top of the hillside, you can see little lights flickering in the northeast, which is the direction of Xifeng City.
When it was almost midnight, he took out a cloth bag from his arms. When he took it out, it turned out to be a compass.
The Cangyun Sect is originally a Taoist sect, but the disciples are all swordsmen, which makes many people forget the true ability of the Cangyun Sect.
The compass in the hand of the drunk Taoist is a magic weapon. The real energy activates it, and the pointer on it starts to rotate rapidly.
"What a heavy evil spirit."
The drunk Taoist muttered to himself.
He followed the compass' guidance and walked towards the north.
As soon as he came down the hillside, he noticed something unusual.
I felt a dark wind blowing past me.
The drunk Taoist pointed his fingers together as a sword, held it between his eyebrows, and recited a mantra in his mouth.
After a while, his eyebrows were torn open, and an eye appeared.
Taoist clairvoyance!
One of the little spells of Cangyun Sect.
Like the escape technique, it is relatively unpopular, has little lethality, and is rarely practiced by Cangyun sect disciples.
There are not many people who still know this secret skill today.
Zui Taoist's clairvoyance was taught to him by Yuan Qin, who was once a disciple of Yun Yazi.
Including Feng Shui Bagua and stargazing and positioning, they are all passed down from Yun Yazi's lineage.
As soon as the eyes of heaven were opened, the world in front of Zui Taoist immediately changed.
The originally dim world looked a little red, as if the bright moon above our heads was a crimson blood moon.
Wisps of black energy are slowly gathering in one direction from all directions.
The drunk Taoist looked in the direction of the gathering of black air, which was four or five miles away.
With a touch of his finger, the third eye between his eyebrows immediately disappeared.
The drunk Taoist took a deep breath.
He put away the compass and took out a short sword from his storage bag.
The background of this sword is not trivial. It was captured by Ye Xiaochuan from Qi Hongye, a master of heaven, during the Battle of Qixing Mountain.
When Zui Taoist accepted Xiaozhu as his disciple, Ye Xiaochuan saw that his master was very cold, so he gave this sword to his master and asked him to give it to Xiaozhu as a disciple.
However, Zui Taoist felt that the spiritual power of this assassin magic weapon was hardly inferior to that of fish intestines, and it was at the level of an artifact, so he kept it temporarily and dug a green bamboo sword with wood attributes from Ye Xiaochuan and passed it to Xiao Zhu.
This dagger with assassin attributes has been in Zui Taoist's possession for many years and is named Dark Feng.
The drunk Taoist seemed to know what he was going to face tonight, and actually took out the Dark Edge Divine Sword that had never been displayed in front of others.
The Dark Edge Divine Sword is a short sword, just over a foot long. It looks like gold but not gold, and looks like jade but not jade. The blade is narrow and thin, and the hair is broken when blown. It is invisible and powerful when used.
The drunk Taoist glanced at the Dark Edge Divine Sword in his hand and murmured: "I hope you won't be used tonight."
With that said, he hid the Dark Edge Divine Sword in the sleeve of his right arm.
After taking a few deep breaths, he moved towards the place where he had previously observed the gathering of evil spirits.
At the same time, Ye Xiaochuan also opened the door of the ancestor's ancestral hall. Seeing Ye Xiaochuan walking out, Xiao Qi immediately stepped forward and said: "Why have you been talking to Sister Xiaoyu for so long? A whole roasted lamb.
They were all eaten up by these ladies! Chef Ye, you must be hungry, I will feed you!"