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Xiaochan didn't come to him to learn spells, probably because she didn't dare to share a room with him.

In other words, Anyang still can't figure out where there are so many messy thoughts in her head like bean sprouts, and her height of more than one meter is height, which can't be said to be a figure, let alone how she has developed, she can't even grow up, where does the self-confidence make her always think that others will have evil thoughts about her?

…… Is the vixen self-cultivating?

Pushing open the window, it's a bit noisy underneath the street.

A Kunlun disciple wearing a Taoist robe sat on the stairs outside the inn, not too dirty, surrounded by a few children in patched clothes, and from time to time he changed a few tricks, causing a round of applause.

Looking at the appearance of the little Taoist priest, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old.

There are countless Taoist techniques in Kunlun Mountain, look at this hand to attract the technique of clouds, the method of shifting the scenery and blocking the eyes, it is used to be superb, and it is just right to make these children happy as a trick.

An Yang looked at it with a smile on his face, closed the window and prepared to rest.

The next day, I got up early and ate a bowl of noodles without hurry, and then paid the room money and left the small city.

Changed horses, much faster.

Perhaps the disciples of Kunlun Mountain also realized that they were at such a slow speed, and even these two carriages would leave them behind, and they were only going to set off alone, so they also quickened their pace a little, and still walked unhurriedly in front of Anyang, compared to the horses they were riding, such a slow speed was already turtle speed.

The early summer sun is not too hot, and it is warm and comfortable on the body.

Anyang is practicing his own spells most of the time, occasionally teaching Xiaochan a small spell, and then letting her practice by herself, when she is free, she sits on the wooden board in front of the carriage, squints her eyes against the wooden frame of the carriage and basks in the sun, and the days are not too comfortable, especially when there is a little maid who is responsible for cooking and laundry.

Different from the all-round development of the disciples of Kunlun Mountain, most of the spells learned by the wandering Taoist will be much less, to put it nicely, there is bias, many wandering Taoist people are biased towards the spells that can kill demons and eliminate demons, self-defense and body protection, to put it ugly, it is called limitations, it is really because there is no place to learn spells, there is no accumulation of a sect, there are not too many choices, in this case, it is natural to hope that what you learn can save your life.

Anyang is no exception, because whether it is the Shenzhou Continent or other worlds, there is a certain degree of danger, and he must have enough force to protect himself when he walks the world, so he practices more diligently all of the spells that are helpful to his strength or life-saving ability, and the rest of the auxiliary spells are practiced relatively less.

A few days later, the traces of fatigue left by the previous month have faded, and his physical state has returned to his peak, although he is tired from traveling, but after all, it is quite regular, and it is leisure for his physique, until now, his dark circles are so faint that he is almost invisible, his face is ruddy as usual, and his mental state is close to perfect.

At this time, it was almost the place where the Kunlun disciple was killed before.

Anyang Yigao is bold, but he is not afraid, and he still sleeps soundly.

There is Xiaochan who can be woken up when she hears the sound of the wind changing a decibel when she falls asleep, there is Huang Lan, a top hunter who is used to being vigilant by birth, and there is a wolf demon who is used to wandering at a glance not far away, he doesn't know what to be afraid of, even if he encounters an evil demon who has already been aware of it, it is unlikely that he will succeed in sneaking up on them, and as long as he is not attacked by a dream, it is estimated that those old immortals in Kunlun Mountain will not be able to help him.

……

There is nowhere to shelter in the barren mountains and mountains, so I rush at night, just to find a place to rest early.

The mountain wind was strong, the forest and grass were silent, and the Kunlun disciples in front suddenly stopped.

More than a dozen people riding horses have been able to block an official road, as a last resort, Wang Tianyu had to stop, and as soon as his carriage stopped, under the effect of spiritism, the carriage that only knew that he was going forward also stopped sharply, and Xiao Chan, who was listening attentively in the carriage, was unstable for a while, and the distance between him and Anyang was suddenly narrowed by the fall, and the whole person almost hit Anyang.

As soon as his heart was confused, he heard a snap, his mana was unstable, and the light technique above his head collapsed, and the carriage suddenly became dark.

She blushed and steadied herself, turned on the light again, got up and sat on the other side, bowing her head and not daring to say a word.

An Yang frowned, lifted the curtain and looked out, only to see a tall horse standing on the road, a Kunlun disciple wearing a Taoist robe stopped, looking ahead, his expression was solemn, he could vaguely smell a faint smell of blood, and he cast a clear eye technique on his body, only to see that the front suddenly brightened, and the eldest disciple Yan Li was in front of several Taoists, stained with blood, and more or less injured.

"It's a bit of a yin and evil atmosphere, from here, I'm afraid it won't be too peaceful."

Anyang said to himself, jumped out of the carriage, and walked forward.

Xiaochan was a little scared, looked around and felt that the grass and trees were all soldiers, and after a little hesitation, she also got out of the carriage and followed him step by step.

The Kunlun disciple in front was talking to the Taoist.

"Was it the Flying Evil Corpse that attacked several Dao Masters?"

"That's right, even if the Flying Evil Corpse hasn't appeared for a long time, Poor Dao will never admit his mistake."

"Flying evil corpses, such things as yin and evil have appeared, I am afraid that the world is really going to be in chaos, and I don't know how long those demons have been planning to attract this thing."

"Little Daoist, the flying evil corpse is very difficult to entangle, even the poor Dao and all the Daoists also took a lot of effort to repel this group of evil animals, and one person died, you have to be careful, if you die, it is not good to explain to your Kunlun division commander when you go back!"

"Thank you for the reminder."

An Yang stood aside with Tang Dao in his arms and listened quietly. And Xiao Chan behind her was already trembling with fright, her face was slightly pale, and she instantly saw that nothing was right around her, the tree was a bit like a flying evil corpse, and there seemed to be a figure lying in the grass, and there seemed to be some unusual movement over there.

In fact, it was not only him, but even several young Kunlun disciples were also a little stunned.

The murderous reputation of the flying evil corpse is like thunder, this group of Taoists are injured, how can people not be afraid, although they have learned the art of slaying demons and eliminating demons, but not everyone can go to the battlefield with a gun, and not everyone can get rid of demons when they learn spells, they don't have much actual combat experience, they can't tell whether they are demon destroyers or are removed by demons.

Yan Li thought for a while and said, "You Dao Chiefs have worked hard, looking down at the surrounding areas and mountains, there is no place to live, and the Dao Leader is injured, if you don't dislike it, why don't you walk with us for a while, find a suitable place to light a fire and rest for a night, and then we will take turns on duty to ensure that we will not be attacked again tonight." ”

After a moment's thought, the Taoists agreed.

After listening for a while, Anyang felt bored for a while, and returned to the carriage with his weapon on his own, and continued to move forward with the Kunlun disciples.

Xiaochan lit up the light again with the technique of generating light, hugging her legs and curling in the corner without knowing what she was thinking, in the past few days, this seems to have become her voluntary work, and by the way, she also practiced Taoism. The method of igniting fire and the technique of generating light, she used it very well, uh, explain in advance, Anyang didn't want to pick up a free labor when she taught her these auxiliary spells.

The sound of the horses' bells came and went in the silent night, and the atmosphere ahead was noticeably more solemn.

An Yang had heard of the name of the Flying Evil Corpse, and he was also very interested in it, no, it should be that he was quite interested in these strange things, even if it was just a monster with a successful cultivation, he had a demon pill, and he didn't know what was interesting about this so-called Yin and Evil thing!

Thinking like this, he actually had a hint of eagerness to try.

After a short time, the Kunlun disciples went forward to find a relatively open place, led the horses to a pile, cut firewood and lit a fire, and sat around to rest.

The carriage in front stopped, Wang Tianyu came down from the top and was also ready to repair here, but An Yang waved his hand, signaling him to move on, Wang Tianyu was stunned for a long time and didn't react, it was Huang Lan in the car who spoke, he understood An Yang's intention to go to the dangerous mountains, and couldn't help but be shocked, feeling that he was such a rebellious person, and he couldn't keep up with his idea of death.

That's a flying corpse!

Now at night, if no one takes turns keeping vigil, it's easy to be raided.

He turned his head to look at Huang Lan, only to see that the woman with a powerful body had already exposed the sharp claws of her fingertips, looking like a dagger with a crooked handle, her eyes showing a cold light, and she was completely prepared for battle. Especially the moment when she stuck out her tongue **** lips, it was as if she saw a fierce tiger that chose to devour people, and her face was full of excitement about battle and bloodlust.

Wang Tianyu instantly understood that he seemed to be following the wrong team, but now he regretted it, so he had to retract his gaze helplessly, step on the carriage and whip forward.

The twelve Kunlun disciples suddenly widened their eyes, seeing the two carriages continue to move forward, they stretched out their hands to stop them, but they didn't shout. On the contrary, a few injured Taoists were more calm, and in their eyes it was very simple, either these newborn calves were not afraid of tigers, or they were brave and not afraid of the threat of flying evil corpses.

An Yang lifted the curtain, his eyes seemed to be shining, the night was like day, and while the carriage passed in front of them, he carefully looked at this Kunlun disciple who was as rich as jade. As if sensing his gaze, Yan Li also turned his head to look at him, the swaying firelight reflected the old cloth carriage red, and there was peace, doubt, and faint scrutiny in those eyes.

This person is calm and fearless, his eyes are like water, there is a faint condescension, and his bearing is very strange.

This was Yan Li's first impression of Anyang.

Think about it carefully, there have been more than one encounter in the past few days, as if every time I see him, he carries a cold weapon, sometimes a short spear, sometimes a straight-edged long knife, not like a cultivator, but more like a person with martial arts, and he came to Kunlun from afar with a maid, which is like a rich man, although this maid is by no means human.

It's really fun!

It wasn't until the carriage swayed and clanged away that he withdrew his gaze.

An Yang also lowered the curtain.

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