At the mouth of the Fenggu Valley, the fairy fog is still the same.

The green-clothed Ling'er watched the back of the young man gradually disappear, and then couldn't help but let out a long breath. Today, they have escaped.

If the valley lord's wife is really angry, then she and He Yun will not be able to live. Ling'er, but I have seen Bai Muhuan's murderous life with my own eyes.

Once, a maid who had served Bai Muhuan for many years completely unintentionally broke a blood dream camellia on her sideburns, and as a result, Bai Muhuan thundered and became angry, killing seven maids in a row, and his anger was still unresolved. In the end, it was Mo Zhenshan who came, and with good words and persuasion, he calmed down the matter.

However, the tears on his face had just dried, and towards the mouth of Fenggu, a trace of cunning flashed in Ling'er's big eyes.

After a little contemplation, Ling'er moved her body, and the green shadow flashed. She didn't follow Bai Muhuan's instructions and went straight to Panlong Valley, but went to another valley next to Chaofeng Valley.

It is a subsidiary valley of Chaofeng Valley, and the mouth of the valley is not large and inconspicuous.

Ling'er is a spiritual saint monk, and his cultivation can be regarded as okay. When she reappeared, she was already in front of a cave gate in the valley.

Dodge in, the fairy mist is hazy. Within a few miles, the fog cleared and the water droplets tinkling. In that cave, there seems to be a small stream, flowing gently and slowly.

Ahead, in the depths of the cave, an old man dressed in sackcloth and with a white beard sat cross-legged on a smooth boulder.

The fairy wind is bone-like, and the aura is not bad, and the faint fairy mangs are naturally scattered around him.

Heavenly Immortal Fivefold Realm!

This old man in sackcloth and white clothes is actually in the valley without roots. A powerful immortal who is dedicated to pure cultivation. Heavenly Immortal Fivefold, in the Valley of No Hatred, is definitely a first-class master.

In fact. As soon as Ling'er entered the valley, the old man already knew. It's just that when Na Ling'er entered the cave and was about to reach his eyes, the old man in white slowly opened his eyes.

"Bai Ling'er, bow to the patriarch!" Bai Ling'er shook her skirt lightly at the old man in white. Worship with a big bow. If, at this time, Bai Muhuan heard the words "Bai Ling'er", then she would definitely be extremely shocked.

At all costs. Bai Muhuan probably wouldn't have thought that Ling'er would also be surnamed Bai. Because, this Ling'er was the maid that Mo Zhenshan personally selected for her. The meaning of this, presumably Bai Muhuan naturally understands. But. Ling'er turned out to be surnamed Bai. It's incredible.

"Excuse me, ma'am, but what's new?" the old man in white didn't have any extra words, and got straight to the point. Because, he knew that if it wasn't for Bai Muhuan, there was something abnormal, and Bai Ling'er would definitely not come here.

"That's right!" Bai Ling'er stood up and said respectfully, "Ancestor, today." The blood dream camellia blooms in Fumeng Lake, and Mrs. goes to enjoy the flowers. But in less than two hours, he returned. This is something that has never happened before. ”

"Oh?" the old man in white raised his eyebrows slightly, "She didn't say why she came back so early?

"Yes!" Bai Ling'er nodded, "Madame's reason is to come back and prepare for the valley master's birthday ceremony." No, he's sending me to the Inner Valley to see what else I need to arrange, and I'll report back to her right away. ”

"Such a reason is really a bit ridiculous!" the old man in white sneered, "Gu Lord's birthday, naturally there are special people to handle it, although the matter is big, but please don't move her as a great god." Something is really wrong!"

"Ling'er, think the same way!" Bai Ling'er echoed.

"What else is going on?" asked the old man in white again.

"And ...... There is also ......" Bai Ling'er flew her cheeks, wanting to say goodbye.

"Say it!" the old man in white said lightly, but he was not angry, "There are many things, if you don't say it, I will know." ”

"Ling'er said, please don't blame the patriarch!" Bai Ling'er looked up at the white-haired old man with a pitiful look.

The white-haired old man felt angry and ridiculous, what did he not know about Ling'er.

"Say, I don't blame you, doesn't it have something to do with your kid from the Cold Dust Valley?"

"Hmm!" Bai Ling'er hurriedly lowered her head, her face was flushed, and she bit her lip, but she didn't dare not say it, and said in a hurry, "Today, Mrs. is enjoying the flowers, and Ling'er has nothing to do, so she ...... Convenient...... Dating him. For a while...... Greedy ......"

After all, Bai Ling'er is a girl's family, and her voice is already inaudible.

In fact, the white-haired old man knew about her and He Yun, but he just turned a blind eye and didn't delve into it, frowning slightly at this time.

"Shame on you, bumped into by Madame?"

"Well, Ling'er, I didn't expect that Madame came back halfway, so I ......"

"Then it's a great luck that you can still stand here now!" the white-haired old man's eyes shot two cold lights, "What did you use to kill you?"

"Patriarch, don't misunderstand, Ling'er didn't dare to say anything!" Bai Ling'er looked at the white-haired old man's eyes, and understood that the patriarch was a little suspicious that he had told his true identity.

"Then with her temperament, how could she spare you, even if you don't die, it's normal to peel off the skin. Now, I see that you are unharmed!" the white-haired old man said coldly.

When she was first bumped into by her wife, Ling'er thought the same way at the time. However, in the end, the lady just said, 'The two are happy, the heart is fine, it's all right,' and let us go. I felt strange that I didn't dare not come back to the patriarch. Bai Ling'er said cautiously......

"Ma'am, didn't say anything else?" said the white-haired old man with a frown.

"I also said, let He Yun practice hard, and when he reaches the realm of true immortals, he will match Ling'er to him!" Ling'er's eyes suddenly felt a little guilty, feeling that Mrs. was actually not thin on herself, but she was a secret son of the Bai family.

"Hmph, Xiao En Xiaohui, what is this? Ling'er, you do things well, the ancestor will give you more, isn't it just a man?"

"Don't worry, Ancestor, Ling'er understands!" Ling'er said busily.

"She didn't ask anything else, so she let you go?" The old man in white looked at Ling'er, as if he didn't believe it......

Ling'er frowned and thought for a moment, then said:

"By the way, patriarch, Mrs. also asked, He Yun is He Gu's disciple? He Yun said that it was Cold Dust Valley, and signed up, and then Mrs. said that Cold Dust Valley is good, and it is talented. The rest is really gone. ”

Finally, Ling'er nodded affirmatively.

"Cold Dust Valley is good, do your best, He Yun?" The old man in white had a slight light in his eyes, as if he had grasped something, but in the end he still had no clue.

In the end, the old man in white nodded and said, "Okay, Ling'er, you can go! Remember, be careful in everything, and don't be greedy for pleasure, lest you spoil a big thing!"

As he spoke, the old man in white was single-handed, and a pink projectile flew out directly.

"This is a Soul Cultivation Pill, which can completely guarantee that you will be promoted to the Dao Soul Cultivation Realm in the future!"

"Thank you, Patriarch, rest assured, Ling'er must be cautious!" Bai Ling'er's big eyes flashed, and he took the Soul Cultivation Pill, which was definitely a good thing, and then withdrew from the cave.

Ling'er withdrew, and the old man in white, his brows were slightly locked, and he couldn't help but sigh. Bai Muhuan, he really can't see clearly.

Immediately, beside him, there was a fluctuation of immortal energy.

A middle-aged monk who looked very similar to the old man, also dressed in white, showed his figure.

Xuanxian Ninefold Dà Complete!

"Third Uncle Ancestor!" the middle-aged monk in white bowed down.

"You heard it all!" the old man in white took a deep breath.

"Hmm!" the middle-aged monk nodded.

"What do you think?" asked the old man in white.

The middle-aged man shook his head, frowned and said with a wry smile: "When you encounter something like your subordinate Yahuan, and you can easily let it go, it is definitely not the temperament of the seventh sister." However, the temperament of the seventh sister is changeable. For tens of thousands of years, it is incomprehensible. No one can tell!"

The reason why she didn't kill He Yun and Ling'er must have been in those two questions. Cold Dust Valley, He Yun? Go and find out! Then who does He Yun have to do with? The old man in white said.

"Third Uncle Ancestor!" the middle-aged man paused and hesitated, "Is this necessary?" Seventh sister, after so many years, she has already done a lot for our Bai family, and it can be said that without her, we might have already declined. She shouldn't have any major problems!"

The old man in white glanced at the middle-aged man, and then sighed.

"Silly boy, as the head of the Bai family, how could you act like this. I'm not hoping that something will happen to Huan'er, but I'm worried that she will ruin herself and the Bai family. ”

"You should know her temperament when she was a child. However, on the night of her grandfather's death, she seemed to be stimulated by something and suddenly changed her personality. For 70,000 years, although she often smiled, almost no one knew what she was thinking. In her heart, there must be something hidden that none of us know. ”

Although she listened to the Bai family's decision, she did it with all her might. However, I always felt that something seemed wrong. The two valley lords' wives, is it so easy to do? Also, that stupid boy is also very strange. ”

"To tell you the truth, the third uncle always has a bad premonition! This time, the birthday ceremony of Mo Zhenshan in the Valley of No Hatred is so high-profile, in fact, it is a little unusual. ”

The old man in white said a lot in one breath, and his eyes showed deep worry.

"Uh!" The middle-aged man nodded, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Third Uncle Ancestor, there is news that Mo Wuxian has returned!"

"Huh?" the old man in white raised his eyebrows, "When, have you entered the valley?"

"I don't know, I just heard about the Battle of the Blood North, and he was there at the time!" said the middle-aged man.

"Oh?" the old man in white was slightly stunned, and then sighed, "Two thousand years ago, he saved his life, what did he come back to do at this time?

"Don't die in your heart!" said the middle-aged man.

After a while, the old man in white said, "After all, the surname is Mo, if Mo Zhenshan doesn't have words, we shouldn't know." No matter what, except for the Mo family, no one can be in charge of the Hatless Valley, not even the Bai family!"

The words of the old man in white were very resolute. The middle-aged monk's eyes flashed with a hint of imperceptible anger, and then he said respectfully: "Grandson understands! Then I'll go and find out about He Yun." ”

Then, the middle-aged monk bowed down and disappeared in an instant.

The white-clothed immortal old man seemed to be slightly stunned for a moment, and then slowly closed his eyes. (To be continued......)