After murmuring, Ding Hao laughed, covering up his embarrassment with a smile, and then said naturally: "I'll wait for your master outside."
Then, without waiting for the woman to speak, she flew away. When she reached the side of the eight-winged purple python, the eight-winged purple python also flew out with a cry and coiled around Ding Hao's left arm again.
Ding Hao returned to the valley, wandering around leisurely and calmly. The mist floated in the valley, and when he looked up, he could not see the sky. The green bamboos were all around, and he was indeed a bit like an immortal.
After a while, before it got dark, the boldly dressed woman walked out from the water curtain.
Then he walked to the door of the bamboo hut and looked at Ding Hao with interest. His big, watery eyes were full of curiosity and innocence, but his whole body smelled wild and had a strange charm.
.
I don’t know how long it took, but a melodious flute sound sounded from outside the valley. The flute sound was light and elegant, as if it was about to leave through the sky, giving a feeling of ecstasy.
The woman who had been looking at Ding Hao suddenly lit up with big watery eyes, took a small sip of Cherry, smiled slightly, and said: "My master is back!"
The sound of the flute was melodious and crisp, and as the sound of the flute approached, it was occasionally mixed with the cry of the white crane. Then I saw the vast mist floating in the sky, and a small white dot suddenly appeared in the sky.
The white spots gradually grew larger, and a white crane several feet tall slowly appeared. On the white crane sat a figure in white who was playing the flute. He looked like a fairy, without any secrets that a master of the magic sect should have.
A terrifying momentum.
Suddenly, the sound of the flute changed from melodious to high and exciting, and seemed to make a sound like clanking metal. Even though Ding Hao didn't understand the music, he could hear the meaning of conquering the world from the sound of the flute, and he couldn't help but smile.
A moment later, a loud cry of a white crane rang out, and the white crane circled and landed in front of the bamboo house with great grace.
Above the white crane, a thin middle-aged man wearing a white shirt and holding a bamboo flute flew down in front of the bamboo house with a gentle smile on his face.
"Master, you are back. This good-looking man wants to see you, but he doesn't want to be Xiaolian's man!" The woman said softly to Lian Yunjian, the master of magic heart.
"Haha!" He smiled. Without saying anything else, Lian Yunjian reached out and touched the woman's hair, and then looked at Ding Hao with a deep look.
Ding Hao felt cold all over when he looked at this person, as if he couldn't hide anything in front of him.
This Lian Yunjian's cultivation is only in the middle stage of integration. Judging from Ding Hao's current real strength, I don't think his cultivation is that superb. But I feel that his gaze has a strange charm that penetrates people's hearts, and I can't help but want to hide it.
She kept her thoughts close to her chest, fearing that he would discover some secret.
Demonic Scholar Lian Yunjian held the bamboo flute in his right hand and tapped it gently on the palm of his left hand. His deep eyes fell on Ding Hao. Ding Hao looked at him and felt a little scared in his heart.
quite a while.
Lian Yunjian smiled gently, and then said to Ding Hao with great interest: "Should I call you Ding Hao, or should I call you Black Devil?"
As soon as these words came out, Ding Hao's face changed drastically. His expression suddenly became cold, and a soaring aura came out from Ding Hao. The fog that was originally floating above Ding Hao's head was shattered by this overbearing aura.
The moonlight just shone on Ding Hao's body.
The wild woman Ding Hao had just seen was startled by Ding Hao's aura!
He suddenly stood up from his kneeling position, his almond-shaped eyes widened, and there was a scimitar inlaid with various strange gems in his hand, and he looked at Ding Hao with hostility.
At this time, Lian Yunjian suddenly burst into laughter, "Haha", and then said: "Just to see what little brother's skills are!"
Demonic Scholar Lian Yunjian flicked his left hand, and suddenly a little white light appeared. The white light instantly became larger. It turned out to be a fan made of unknown material with white light shining. The fan was suspended in the void, constantly rotating and fluttering.
Ding Hao could faintly see the images of various ferocious beasts and monsters gradually appearing in the fan that was originally white. Before Ding Hao could react, the ferocious beasts and monsters in the fan suddenly rushed out from the shining white fan.
They all bared their teeth and claws, bringing out a dim and confusing light barrier. They rushed towards Ding Hao, but the fan with flashing white light disappeared without a trace.
With his face unchanged, Ding Hao squeezed the sword technique in his hand, and the Heaven-defying Demonic Sword suddenly rose into the sky, bursting out with bright black light, and a long, thick sword beam fiercely emitted, sweeping towards these ferocious beasts and monsters.
Then I saw the sky-defying demon sword's black light skyrocketing, and the approaching ferocious beasts and monsters seemed to be very frightened, and they all backed away in fear, and even disappeared without a trace, and the gleaming white fan that had disappeared reappeared.
Revealed, it is still suspended in the void.
As the white light of the fan flickered, the appearance of a small mountain slowly emerged, and then the fan seemed to be in another space. The small mountain in the fan escaped silently, carrying a shocking pressure and moving towards Ding Hao and Ni.
The Demonic Sword hit him head-on, and the force was extremely frightening.
With a slight snort, Ding Hao's aura suddenly surged, and the power of the seven vampire spirits was absorbed by him one by one.
An extremely evil momentum came from Ding Hao's body, and a violent whirlwind suddenly blew up with Ding Hao as the center. The fog that originally shrouded the head dissipated instantly, but the whirlwind gathered more and more powerfully, and then "whispered"
"Whoosh", it rolled towards the pressing hill.
I saw that before the hill could fall, it was swept up by the whirlwind, changed its direction, and fell towards the head of Lian Yunjian, the demon-hearted scholar.
Lian Yunjian still had a smile on his face, but his disciple was panicked, his face turned pale with fright, and he grabbed Lian Yunjian's clothes tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to drag Lian Yunjian away from the cover of the hill.
range.
But Lian Yunjian, the demon-hearted scholar, remained unmoved at all. He suddenly stretched out his hands and shot out several silvery rays of light that "rumbling" hit the hill. With the silvery rays of light,
When I met the hill, I heard only a few soft "plop-plop-plop" sounds. The hill, which was originally so shocking, seemed to suddenly change from a solid to a gas, and then dissipated into the void.
And that fan with shining white light is still suspended in the void.
But this time, Ding Hao didn't let the fan have another chance to show off his cruelty. After hehe sneered, the heaven-defying magic sword emitted a bright black magic light like black lightning and stabbed straight at the fan.
Lian Yunjian, the demon-hearted scholar who had always had a gentle and calm face, finally changed his face slightly at this time, and even shouted softly: "Nephew Ding Xian, please show mercy!"
As these words were spoken, Ding Hao raised his right hand, and the black lightning-like magic sword suddenly stopped in the void, and then flew back to Ding Hao's hand.
The mist on the top of the valley condensed again, and there was no change at the bottom of the valley, as if the two people had never fought before.
Ding Hao, on the other hand, looked at the Demon Heart Scholar Lian Yunjian with an indifferent expression, his eyes cold and indifferent, like a lurking ferocious beast, casually planning to give the opponent a fatal blow.
After a while, Lian Yunjian put away the shining white fan, then smiled to himself, then turned around and walked to the door of the bamboo house. After opening the bamboo house, he turned to Ding Hao, smiled, and said: "Come inside
talk."
Then he took the lead and got into the bamboo house, leaving behind the wild woman named Xiaolian who was full of hostility to Ding Hao.
And after hearing what he said, Ding Hao walked to the side of the bamboo house with an indifferent expression, turned to look at the woman named Xiaolian, grinned, and said: "I don't mean any harm!"
The woman snorted softly, raised her head proudly, and said: "Only a ghost can believe you, Xiaolian doesn't like you now!"
After saying this, the woman smiled again, then winked at Ding Hao again, then moved her body and got into the bamboo house.
Ding Hao shook his head and laughed, thinking that this woman was really weird, so he followed them into the bamboo house.
After entering the bamboo house, I found that the tables and chairs in the entire bamboo house were made of bamboo, and the house was full of green color. At this time, Lian Yunjian, the master of magic heart, was making a pot of tea by himself.
After seeing Ding Hao come in, Lian Yunjian smiled gently and hurriedly called Ding Hao to sit down. He was like an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, which made Ding Hao feel flattered.
After casually finding a small bamboo stool and sitting down, Ding Hao's expression was slightly unnatural. He didn't know what Lian Yunjian meant by treating him like this. What's more, he couldn't figure out why he knew his dual identity?
Putting Ding Hao's puzzled expression under his eyes, Demonic Scholar Lian Yunjian smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, although I don't know why you came here, I will not have any hostility towards you!"
"Oh?" Ding Hao didn't believe it. Judging from the information he received, Lian Yunjian, the devil-minded scholar, was definitely not a kind person.
On the contrary, he was still a man with a fierce reputation. He would kill people while talking and laughing. Therefore, Ding Hao did not dare to relax for a moment and kept lifting him carefully.
"Haha" smiled, Lian Yunjian said: "I know you don't believe it, but the stool you are sitting on and the teacup you are using are both used by your father Ding Yue often, and I also heard about you some time ago.
What he said!"
After saying this, Ding Hao felt relieved and secretly thought that this person knew his father Ding Yue, no wonder he recognized him so quickly.