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The yellow-robed Taoist priest was confused.

Don't look at his appearance has always been arrogant, in fact, he is very cautious. No one understands better than him what a powerful character this "virtuous niece" is, from an ordinary disciple with an improper background, in just a few decades, she has become the de facto leader of the Vientiane Sect, and she also has a place in the Jade Washing Alliance. If there is no means to turn the clouds and rain, how can such an astonishing leap be achieved?

In fact, if he was in the area of the Jade Washing League, he would not dare to attack the idea of a female cultivator by borrowing ten dares from the yellow-robed Taoist priest. In the Three Lakes region of the Northland, he has been forced to be like a rat crossing the street by the forces controlled by the nuns, and can only hide in the south most of the time. This time, he got the exact news, knowing that the nun was traveling alone, so he rushed to come to fulfill his long-cherished wish for many years.

Originally, he was very smooth, but when he was almost about to succeed, he was shocked by the female cultivator's abnormal behavior......

Maybe Murong Qingyan's reputation in the three lakes of the Northland is not good, but others say at most that she is ruthless and ruthless, and she has a loss of morality, as for "disregarding shame" and the like, it is extremely rare.

But what does this woman want to do now? In retrospect, was the previous process too smooth?

It's no wonder that he thinks about the "conspiracy", because over the years, he has really been tormented and scared by the unfathomable means of female cultivators!

He stared at the nun for the first time, completely discarding the color heart, trying to find out the problem inside. However, there is no obvious change in the attitude on the surface:

"Virtuous niece, is this because you can't hold back your temperament, do you want to recommend yourself as a pillow?"

This was a temptation, and the female cultivator on the other side seemed to smile and responded: "Nan Songzi, there is probably nothing left in your mind except for essence/pulp!"

Such a tone is simply a statement of facts...... The yellow-robed Taoist priest, that is, Nan Songzi, was not angry but happy, and said with a smile: "The virtuous nie......ce really knows me! Hey, why are you still spared?"

Nan Songzi really saw that something was wrong, because at this time, the female corrector took out a moon-white muslin back and draped it on her body to hide the dazzling scenery.

The nun's response to his doubts was even more understated: "You should be blamed for this, I just knocked me out of the lake, and the medicine bottle hidden in my body was also broken, and I soaked in the lake water, and my body was covered with ......."

Before she finished speaking, Nan Songzi threw the half of the coat in her hand down to the lake like a snake and scorpion......

"You're poisoned!"

The nun laughed, but ignored him, tidied up the slightly messy skirt for a while, and straightened the back of the muslin that had just been put on, but the water droplets on her body quickly penetrated this layer of gauze, at least in Yu Ci's opinion, it was more fatal than her bare shoulders.

Nan Songzi was not in the mood to enjoy this beautiful scenery, he looked at his hands first, and then luckily breathed, and in a moment, his face changed drastically: "Slut, what kind of poison are you in!"

Murong Qingyan really had no one in her eyes, she still ignored Nan Songzi's clamour, stretched out her hand to wipe the hair bun that was scattered due to falling water, let go of this waterfall green silk, and gently shook off the water droplets......

Nan Songzi even had red eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Slut!"

The nun smiled dumbly, her hands did not stop, and she only used a hairpin to simply put the green silk together, and finally opened her lips, but she sang softly:

"The wish of the Heavenly Sect is against the body, and the candle flutters and returns to a dream. ”

Murong Qingyan's voice was clear, but this sentence that seemed to be chanting and singing was interpreted by her to be quiet and charming, with a moving magnetism, pleasant to the ear and pleasing to the heart.

Nan Songzi's feeling was terrible, and after only listening to the beginning, his face was painted with gray and white color, and he unconsciously looked down at his hands. Probably because of the medicinal properties, he only felt that his hands were hot, and in fact his body was the same, and his mouth was dry and his mind was in a trance:

"A dream returns, it is indeed a dream return! It is a dream return of the madness and heart, and the body can't help but bump into the evil spirit!"

At this time, Murong smiled leisurely: "I have always been grateful for the pampering of my stepmother...... How can that be said by the likes of 'Mi Luo Xiang'? Nan Songzi, this half-dollar 'dream return' was given by the righteous mother when I recognized my relatives, and now I leave it to you...... When you bullied my mother, you thought of it today!"

The last few words, the sound is violent, and the surrounding lake is stirring with the sound, and there are infinite killing opportunities in it, and it is about to pounce out!

Nan Songzi shouted, turned over and left, and didn't see any magic weapon he wielded, broke through the air silently, and disappeared into the night sky in a blink of an eye.

As soon as he walked away, the light source he had created on the lake quickly went out...... The change of light and darkness made Yu Ci and Baoguang's eyes suddenly dark, and the light smoke of Murong on the lake was also engulfed by the shadow, and the surface of the valley lake suddenly quieted down.

"That's amazing!"

This is Baoguang sighing. Later, he also understood Murong Qingyan's identity and knew that she was Senior Sister Meng's friend. Even if she still can't bear the words and deeds of the nun, she is not stingy with admiration.

Yu Ci didn't respond, and pulled his head to swim to the shore.

Baoguang was stimulated by many previous situations, and it was when he was excited, and when he couldn't get the response, he felt very awkward, and couldn't help but wonder: "Senior Brother Yu?"

"Remember what I said?"

As he spoke, he had reached the shore, and Yu Ci's face could not be seen clearly in the darkness, but his voice was very solemn: "You immediately take the ghost yarn cloud back to watch, please come over!"

The little Taoist priest was inexplicable when he heard it: "Senior Brother Yu, that guy has already been beaten away!"

Yu Ci snorted: "That's a bluff!"

"Huh?" Baoguang couldn't understand, obviously that Nan Songzi also felt that he was poisoned......

Yu Ci had a hard time explaining it to him. Because for an experienced "expert" like him, in addition to needing keen eyes, it is more based on a feeling, just like when he saw through the ghost beast in the Heavenly Rift Valley that day.

As for the actual operation, there are too many ways to give people the illusion. Of course, to be able to convince a monk who has returned to the upper ranks to believe it is a much more subtle means than ordinary......

He shook his head, and was about to urge, when in the depths of the night sky, a scream of extreme anger exploded:

"Murong, I will make your life worse than death!"

The howling sound shook the surface of the lake, making the newly calm Nanshuang Lake make waves again. And at this moment, Baoguang's eyes looking at Yu Ci could no longer be described as admiration.

As everyone knows, Yu Ci is really inexplicable in his heart: "How can it be so fast?"

Yu Ci felt that Murong Qingyan's "performance" was already perfect, and it completely used Nan Songzi's thoughts, even if he stood in that position, it was nothing more than that.

Based on his experience, how could Nan Songzi wait until he flew dozens of miles away, his brain really sobered up, corrected the illusion of physical induction, and adjusted his mood before he could really wake up...... But now, how many miles has that guy flown away?

When the idea seemed to be clear, Nan Songzi had already returned to the sky over Nanshuang Lake. Without saying anything, a pure anger-type real evil impact hit the original Murong Qingyan on the lake, and a column of water more than ten zhang high was raised, and the entire lake seemed to be sunken.

"Murong, come out!"

"Oh, come back quickly!"

The nunnery's clear voice flowed in the dark, as if she was a little surprised: "I don't believe that there are still brains in your brain, I don't know who is behind you?"

Nan Songzi vented once, but his feelings calmed down a little, and his scheming was not trivial, but he suffered too much from Murong Qingyan, and there was a shadow in his heart, and he was tied...... Now with the embarrassment of realizing that he had been deceived, the faint fear faded a little, and after a moment of silence, he laughed hehehe:

"You use the soul incense to pretend to 'return from a dream', and your technique is not very clever. Uncle, I was just confused by you for a while, hey, that 'Dream Return' is one of the most powerful means in Flying Soul City, without their special mental method, you have it, and it is impossible to launch it, otherwise you will hurt yourself first, am I right?"

The nun didn't answer immediately, Nan Songzi almost thought that she had taken advantage of the darkness to escape, and once again released that scorching ball of light, illuminating Nanshuang Lake and most of the valley clearly. When the light cleared the darkness, Nan Songzi saw the two young people on the shore of the lake again, but he didn't care, the two of them were only at the beginning level of cultivation at the highest level, and they were really small insects that could be crushed with a wave of their hands.

What he really cared about was that under the strong light, Murong Yunyan's figure was clearly presented.

The nun did not go anywhere else, but stood in the middle of the lake, Ling Bo independent, the breeze on the lake brushing the light gauzy coat, as if it were really riding the wind.

After such a repetition, Nan Songzi turned over again, and when he saw this, he swallowed his saliva with a coo, and the reaction was a little exaggerated, but half of it was deliberately disturbing people's minds.

Murong Qingyan turned a blind eye to this, stroked his sideburns lightly, and said leisurely: "Although I have made countless enemies in my life, my whereabouts are only known to a few people when I visit friends in the west, either in the sect or in the Flying Soul City. I'm just an outsider in Flying Soul City, and I can't stand in the way of others. In this way, only the ...... within the sect"

Nan Songzi didn't give Murong Qingyan a chance to continue to deduce the temptation, he laughed loudly and interrupted the female cultivator's words: "Why bother thinking like this, when we have a bed and three good and share the joy, won't the virtuous niece know?"

Speaking of this, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out the laughter: "Don't worry, niece Xian, this time, uncle and I must be more happy, that is, which pink arm of the virtuous niece has been discounted**, and it is not interesting to do things, isn't it?"

As he spoke, he raised his hands and was about to start, when in the night sky, there was a sword light flying, and the atmosphere was scattered on both sides, and the roar was like a flying arrow, cutting off his voice.

The sword light was launched from the top of the mountain at the southern end, like a rainbow through the sky, and in a flash, it crossed the distance of nearly two miles, and directly took the head of the southern pine nut.

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