Being born as a girl, but having the fate of a white tiger is the greatest misfortune.
That's why Bai Xian'er said that she envied the witch's freedom and freedom.
The Witch is the fourth most beautiful woman on the rouge list, and Bai Xianer has heard of some of her deeds, many of which are ridiculous. Generally speaking, the reputation of the Witch among the younger generation in the ancient martial arts world is not good.
In common criticism, a witch is defined as a woman who is dissolute, regardless of her own image, indulges as much as she wants, and enjoys hooking up with all kinds of men.
But these are just rumors, and their authenticity has yet to be verified.
Bai Xian'er is naturally not the kind of person who follows others' opinions. Just some one-sided rumors can make a final conclusion about a person. Then she is not the Bai family fairy who can be ranked second on the rouge list.
Of course, Bai Xian'er was not interested in checking whether the rumors about the witch were true. She felt that she would not have much interaction with the talented disciples of the Demon Sect.
It was indeed a surprise to her to meet the Demon 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. On the contrary, Fairy Bai is beautiful and extraordinary, and has a blue heart, just like a banished immortal descending to the earth. This is
It’s enviable.”
Bai Xian'er smiled calmly. If these false reputations could be given up to offset the backlash of Bai Hu's fate, then she could make such a choice without hesitation.
She just wants to be an ordinary woman who can live like ordinary people and stay with her family for a long time.
"Maybe we all envy the things that others have but we don't have," Bai Xian'er said.
"That's right." The witch smiled.
Ye Junlang looked at the Demon Saint Son who was sitting alone not far away, and then at the charming Witch. He couldn't help but said: "If you continue to sit here, the Saint Son of your Demon Sect will come again."
You're causing trouble for me. I don't want to cause him some misunderstanding."
"Who is this person? They are having a good chat with Fairy Bai, are you trying to drive them away?" The witch snarled, then she turned her eyes and said with a smile, "Hey, what were you doing just now?
Are you taking the initiative to talk to me? Wow, I can’t help but feel happy."
Ye Junlang was a little speechless. He already knew that the witch was actually a saint from the Holy Land of the Demon Sect. Since she was called a saint, she shouldn't pay attention to her identity, just like the Purple Phoenix Saint, who looked holy and inviolable.
Of?
She was kind enough that she didn't care about any of this at all. She spoke freely and directly, without any pretense. But she was so straightforward that even if Ye Junlang was a man, she felt a little embarrassed.
"Hey, man, let's have another drink." The witch picked up the wine glass and said.
Ye Junlang did not refuse, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"Finally starting to look like a man." The witch said with a smile.
Ye Junlang didn't say anything, feeling that he had nothing to talk to the witch.
The witch looked at Bai Xian'er again and asked: "Bai Xian'er, you should be familiar with him, right? Is he usually so taciturn? He doesn't know how to speak when he sees a woman?"
Bai Xianer's face was stunned, and then she couldn't help but smile. If it were said that Ye Junlang couldn't speak in front of women, it would be even more unbelievable than a sow climbing a tree.
"Maybe you have personal characteristics after all, that's why he behaves like this when he sees you." Bai Xian'er said.
The witch rolled her eyes, smiled coquettishly, and said, "So he's not usually like this?"
"Hey, are you shy because you saw me or something?" The witch looked at Ye Junlang and asked with interest.
Ye Junlang did not respond to the witch's words. He saw the bloody massacre approaching from outside Taolin.
Ye Junlang said: "Fairy Bai, please sit down for a moment. I'll go see my friend."
With that said, Ye Junlang stood up and walked towards the outside of the peach forest.
"Xuetu, how are you thinking about it?"
Ye Junlang met the approaching Xuetu and asked.
A trace of determination flashed in Xue Tu's eyes, and he said: "I have already thought about it, and I will do what the senior said. If the hidden wounds in my body are not healed, I will not be able to understand stronger martial arts. I will use up my own killing power.
It is indeed difficult for me to separate Qi and the Way of the Killing Sword, but since I was able to practice step by step, I can still practice it again even after exhaustion. Maybe by then I will have a new understanding of my own Way of the Sword.
To achieve self-sublimation and further improve one's own sword skills."
"Just make your decision. I believe that since you have made such a decision, you will definitely succeed!" Ye Junlang said.
Xuetu nodded. Now that he has made a decision, he must move in the direction of success. For the sake of his past peak, for the unwillingness in his heart, and for the sake of fighting the God of Death again, he can only make this choice.
"After making this choice, I will disappear for a period of time. I will go to some places alone to temper my will, and go to some places to understand 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 that I have failed and failed to achieve self-nirvana; if one day the bloody knife in my hand reappears, that will be when I return." Xuetu looked at Ye Junlang and said seriously.
Ye Junlang's face was startled, he could understand the blood massacre.
A strong man like Xuetu also has his own self-esteem and pride. If he fails, it means that his sword skills are completely useless and the blood knife in his hand can no longer kill the enemy, then he will never show up again.
He doesn't need sympathy from others.
"I can understand you. No matter what the final result is, you will always be my best brother." Ye Junlang said.
A rare smile appeared on Xue Tu's ferocious face, and he said: "During this period of time, I can no longer fight side by side with you. This has to be said to be a pity. The ghost army soldiers I brought over, I leave it to you.
Take care of it.”
"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, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, and said slowly, "I also hope that one day, Xue Dao can reappear and fight with you again in the dark world."
"Hahaha, in fact, I have always believed that there will be such a day. Not for anything else, just because you are the Blood Slaughter, the unique murderer!"
Ye Junlang laughed loudly.
At the end, Ye Junlang said: "Senior Ghost Doctor is still meeting the guests. When Senior Ghost Doctor is finished, I will take you to see Senior Ghost Doctor, inform you of your decision, and then see how Senior Ghost Doctor adopts treatment methods."