As a daughter, she has the fate of a white tiger, which is the greatest misfortune.
That's why Bai Xian'er said that she envied the witch's freedom and freedom.
As the fourth beauty on the rouge list, Bai Xian'er has heard of some of her deeds, including some ridiculous things. Overall, the younger generation in the ancient martial arts world has not had a good reputation for the witch.
In general, witches are defined as the kind of unrestrained woman who indulges in arbitrarily regardless of her own image, and is fun to hook up with all kinds of men.
But these are just rumors, and their authenticity remains to be investigated.
Naturally, Bai Xian'er is not the kind of person who follows the crowd. Just a few one-sided rumors make a final decision on someone. Then she is not the fairy of the Bai family who can rank second in the rouge list.
Of course, Bai Xian'er was not interested in judging whether the rumors about the witch were true. She felt that she would not have too much contact with the genius disciples of the Demon Sect.
It really surprised her to meet the Demon Saint Son and the Witch in the Ghost Doctor Valley today.
The witch smiled and said, "What do I have to envy? Anyway, I know that my reputation in the ancient martial arts world is not good. However, Fairy Bai is extremely beautiful and has a beautiful orchid heart, like a banished immortal descending to the earth. This is what makes people envious."
Bai Xian'er smiled indifferently. If these false names could be abandoned and used to offset the backlash of the White Tiger's fate, she could make such a choice without hesitation.
She just wants to be an ordinary woman, able to live like an ordinary person, and be with her family for a long time.
"Maybe we will all envy some things that others have but ourselves do not have." Bai Xian'er said.
"That's right." The witch smiled.
Ye Junlang looked at the Demon Saint Son sitting alone not far away, and looked at the charming witch again, and couldn't help but say, "If you continue to sit here, your Demon Sect's Holy Son will come over to cause trouble for me again. I don't want to cause some misunderstandings from him."
"Who is this? I'm talking to Fairy Bai. Are you going to drive me away?" The witch said angrily, then her eyes turned and said with a smile, "Hey, were you talking to me on your own initiative just now? Wow, I can't help but feel overjoyed."
Ye Junlang was speechless. He already knew that the witch was actually the saint of the Holy Land of the Demon Sect. Since he was called a saint, he should not pay attention to his identity. Just like the saint of the Purple Phoenix Saint, he seemed holy and inviolable?
She was fine, she didn't care about these things at all, and she was unrestrained in her words, straightforward and without any concealment. But she was so straightforward, even if Ye Junlang was a man, she felt a little embarrassed to hear it.
"Hey, man, let's have another drink." The witch picked up the wine glass and said.
Ye Junlang did not refuse, and he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one go.
"I finally started to look like a man." The witch said with a smile.
Ye Junlang didn't speak up, feeling that there was nothing to say between him and the witch.
The witch looked at Bai Xian'er again and asked, "Fairy Bai, you should be very familiar with him, right? Is he so taciturn on weekdays? He doesn't know how to speak when he sees a woman?"
Bai Xian'er's face was stunned and she couldn't help but smile. If Ye Junlang could not speak in front of a woman, it would probably be more unbelievable than sows climbing trees.
"Maybe you have personal characteristics after all, so he will do this when he sees you." Bai Xian'er said.
The witch's eyes turned, she laughed and said, "So he is not like this?"
"Hey, are you feeling shy when you see me or what?" The witch looked at Ye Junlang and asked with interest.
Ye Junlang did not respond to the witch's words, and he saw the Taolin outside blood slaughter coming.
Ye Junlang said, "Fairy Bai, you sit down first. I'll go see my friend."
As he said that, Ye Junlang stood up and walked out of the peach forest.
"Blood Slaughter, how are you thinking about it?"
Ye Junlang met the blood slaughter who was walking over and asked.
A trace of perseverance flashed in Xue Tu's eyes and said, "I have already thought about it, so I will do what that senior said. If my hidden wounds in my body are not cured, I will not be able to comprehend a stronger martial art. It is indeed difficult for me to grind out my own killing aura and killing swords, but since I was able to practice step by step, even after I was polished out, I could still practice again. Perhaps, at that time, I would have a new understanding of my own swords, so as to achieve self-sublimation and further enhance my swords."
"It's good that you make a decision. I believe that since you have made such a decision, you will definitely succeed!" Ye Junlang said.
Xue Tu nodded. Since he had made a decision, he had to move towards success. For the sake of his former peak, for his unwillingness in his heart, and for the fight against the god of killing again, he could only make such a choice.
"After making this choice, I will disappear for a while. I will go to some places alone to temper my will and to some places to feel my state of mind, just like an ordinary person. If I don't show up again, you don't have to worry about it, it means I have failed and failed to achieve self-nirvana. If one day the blood knife in my hand reappears, it will be when I return." Xue Tu looked at Ye Junlang and said seriously.
Ye Junlang's face was stunned. He could understand the blood slaughter.
A strong man like Xue Tu also has his own self-esteem and pride. If he fails, it means that his sword will be wiped out and the blood sword in his hand will never be able to kill the enemy again, and he will not appear again.
He doesn't need sympathetic eyes.
"I can understand you. No matter what the final result is, you will always be my best brother." Ye Junlang said.
Xue Tu rarely showed a smile on his hideous face and said, "I can no longer fight with you during this period. This has to be said to be a regret. I will ask you to take care of the ghost army soldier I brought with me."
"Don't worry, the Ghost Army soldiers are my brothers just like the Satan Army soldiers." Ye Junlang said.
"Okay!" Xue Tu nodded, he raised his head, a trace of splendor appeared in his eyes, and he said slowly, "I also hope that one day the Blood Sword will reappear and fight with you in the dark world again."
"Hahaha, actually, I have always believed that there will be such a day. Nothing else, just because you are the only murderer of blood slaughter!"
Ye Junlang laughed loudly.
Finally, Ye Junlang said: "The Ghost Doctor Senior is still meeting the guests. When the Ghost Doctor Senior is finished, I will take you to see the Ghost Doctor Senior, tell you what you have made of your decision, and then see how the Ghost Doctor Senior adopts the treatment methods."