It looks like that, he is calling himself, but Jia Jia has kept an eye on it, in the end, he has followed the Law Enforcement Hall to carry out a lot of tasks, and there are many extremely difficult tasks, this kind of bluffing method is not unseen, sometimes it is just an accidental premonition of the monk, Jia Jia thinks it can't be true.

It seems that he didn't expect that he would say a word, Jia Jia would pretend to be deaf and dumb and ignore him like this, Jing Yunting raised his eyebrows as if he was extremely surprised, and after a while, he curled his lips and chuckled: "I saw you, but I didn't bluff you, come out of the female cultivator!"

Speaking of this, it seemed that he was afraid that Jia Jia would not believe it, and Jing Yunting hurriedly added: "The one in the green shirt, the white linen gown, the one who wears nondescript!"

Jia Jia twitched the corners of his mouth, he really didn't say the four words nondescript. Following Xiao Baiye all the way, because of the difference in cultivation between the two, Jia Jia had to deal with the news, and for a while, he didn't have the time to pay more attention to the others, so he was ridiculed by Jing Yunting.

However, since Jing Yunting had already said this, Jia Jia had no intention of playing Nalaoshzi's game of hide and seek with him again, so he dedicated himself like this.

Jing Yunting crossed his arms, leaned against the single tree on the side, and asked with a smile: "What are you doing with him? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by Xiao He? Follow him all the way? He is a monk in the middle stage of the Tibetan God." ”

Jia Jia's chin raised slightly: "What about the seniors? Why do you know that he is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Tibetan God, and still make provocative remarks and move against each other, aren't you afraid that if you leave this place, he will seek revenge on you?" Or rather, the seniors want to stay here forever!"

"This seat is not a turtle with a shrunken head!" Jing Yunting snorted and spit out the weeds in his mouth. smiled: "He wants to find this seat." Won't this seat run?"

Jia Jia: "......"

Thinking about Xiao Baiye's whereabouts in his heart. Jia Jia didn't want to talk much to this seemingly idle and boring monk, so she raised her hand and saluted: "Thank you senior, the disciple will take the first step." ”

"Wait!" Jing Yunting's old mistake was made again, and he didn't care about it, so he stopped Jia Jia like this.

Jia Jia looked up at her, could it be that he was blocking the road and getting addicted, he was not afraid of death before he stopped Xiao Baiye, but now he stopped her again.

"What are you doing with him? With a human skin mask, can you isolate the divine sense? Hmm! Yes, yes. But this expression is really stiff and very, it's better to pull down the human skin mask and take a look at this seat, maybe this seat will recognize you. Jing Yunting said, making a human skin mask that was about to pull her.

Jia Jia hurriedly stepped back, the man did not use all his strength, thinking that it was also a bit of a joke in it, seeing that she dodged, he no longer moved, but withdrew his hand, and continued to lean against the trunk of the tree with his arms folded. Said: "Don't worry, don't order the male cultivator of this Black Gold Mountain." But he who came to him, and there was no other possibility. ”

"Who?" Jia Jia hurriedly asked.

Jing Yunting chuckled twice, and wanted to sell another pass to tease her, but suddenly lost interest, turned sideways, and pointed behind him: "You go straight forward, until you reach the top, you can see three courtyards, one is luxuriously decorated, resplendent gold, like pavilions, standing among the mountains, one is just an ordinary courtyard, and the other is a dilapidated thatched house, the person he is looking for lives in the thatched house......"

Jia Jia thanked Jing Yunting with great joy at the moment: "Thank you senior!"

Jing Yunting reached out again and stopped her.

To be honest, like this, he repeatedly stretched out his hand to stop people, Rao is Jia Jia is a good temper, and he is also a little angry, and he has repeatedly challenged the limits of the monk, and Jia Jia even agrees that he thought that Jing Yunting was "the leader of tricks and death".

"Hide it, I haven't finished talking yet!" Jing Yunting shook his head, looking at the face with the human skin mask without a side expression, he only felt that he felt a little happy looking at this paralyzed face: in the past, when he reached out to stop him like this, the opponent was all about to jump out, but the one in front of him, because of the human skin mask, no matter how ugly the face was, it was hidden behind the human skin mask and could not be seen.

Thinking of this, the smile on Jing Yunting's face became bigger and bigger, and he said slowly: "But usually his best friend lives in the ordinary courtyard next to him, and he often goes to that friend's ......."

"I see. Jia Jia felt a little more guilty in her heart, it turned out that she hadn't finished speaking, thinking that she was in a hurry, so she raised her hand and saluted Jing Yunting: "Thank you, senior." With that, he wanted to leave again.

Clinker Jing Yunting popped out two more words: "Slow!"

At this moment, Jia Jia could almost hear the sound of her teeth itching with hatred: I really don't know if this person is intentional or habitual, Jia Jia deeply feels that Master Zun will definitely not like to be friends with such people, it is really too troublesome.

Thinking like this, I heard that Jing Yunting said slowly: "But what he and his friend like the most is to go to live in the most gorgeous courtyard."

Jia Jia: "......"

After waiting for a long time, Jing Yunting finally stopped talking, Jia Jia opened his mouth and asked Jing Yunting: "Can the seniors finish?"

Seeing that Jing Yunting nodded invisibly, Jia Jia breathed a sigh of relief, and her feet flew fast, but she disappeared in a few steps.

Obviously, a sentence can be said simply, but this person is so verbose that Jia Jia is really surprised. Soon she left that Jing Yunting behind, but she still felt like that face, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember exactly where it was.

Walking to the sunset, there was still an endless single-tree forest in front of her, Jia Jia stopped, this time, although the speed of her chasing in the direction of Xiao Baiye was not the fastest, but it was definitely not slow, but the scene in front of her was still the same.

This is obviously a problem, as early as when entering the Black Gold Mountain, Jia Jia has visually measured the height of the Black Gold Mountain, estimated the time required to climb the Black Gold Mountain, walked for a long time, it is said that it is enough to turn over a Black Gold Mountain, but there is still an endless single tree forest in front of it, which is clearly strange.

She stopped, her five senses were sharper than ordinary people, although she could warn one step earlier, and it had a warning effect on herself, however, as now, the surrounding demonic qi was overwhelming, and she felt the cold feeling more powerful and uncomfortable than ordinary monks.

There is a problem. Jia Jia's mind spun rapidly, and her divine consciousness was spread around, but she felt a void, as if there was nothing.

Looking up at the sunset, Jia Jia tapped her toes lightly, followed the direction of the sunset and walked a few steps, and her walking footwork was arranged into a five-way gossip image.

Sure enough, an even stronger sense of coldness came over. The position of gossip in the five directions, but any formation, it will be touched, and the result is not what she expected.

Jia Jia hooked her lips and smiled, although her face with a human skin mask was stiff, her eyes were full of energy: if it was a formation, it would not be difficult, it was only a matter of time.

Black Gold Mountain. Mountaintop.

The monks who traveled all the way were a little embarrassed by the complicated decorations, and went straight to the most prosperous place.

Walk slowly to the mountain terrace in front of the water pavilion. Xiao Baiye lowered his head, looked at the things he was looking for along the way in his hand, shook his head with a wry smile, and finally raised his hand and bowed his head to the closed vermilion gate: "Kunlun boy, come to meet the second elder."

But in a moment, the vermilion gate suddenly opened, and the thousand-layered red door, layer upon layer, staggered, like a long road with no end in sight, majestic and timid.

Even Xiao Baiye was not exempt from vulgarity, took a deep breath, and stepped into the vermilion door.

The footsteps did not deliberately exert themselves to suppress the sound, the footsteps step by step were staggered, Xiao Baiye was stunned for a while, as if there was only his own footsteps in the whole world.

The road was slow and long, and Xiao Baiye's heartbeat, which had lost its usual steady frequency, seemed to be gradually slowing down.

At the end of the road is a thousand auspicious clouds, the clouds form a forest, in the middle of the thousand auspicious clouds, there is a corner of the eaves steep wall, from the sea of clouds horizontally born, more immortal pavilion is slim.

He walked to the end, looked up at the thousand auspicious clouds, and slowly stepped up, this step seemed to weigh a thousand catties, but he still lifted it out, step by step, and stepped up along the sea of clouds that the auspicious clouds combined, in the depths of the sea of clouds, there were two male cultivators with delicate faces, although among the cultivators, their appearance was not eye-catching, but they could be cultivated, but they were already the peak figures of the late Tibetan gods, second only to the legendary "first person in the world" Miao Wuhua.

Raising his head and looking at the two of them, Xiao Baiye reached out and tore off the human skin mask on his face, and calmly met the two of them.

After being silent for a long time, Xiao Baiye bent his legs and knelt down. With his eyes closed, his usual playful face was full of depression: "Ask the second elder to help!"

The two men with delicate faces were not surprised by Xiao Baiye's bowing, they just glanced at each other, and then laughed: "Xiao Baiye, you are still here, I knew early in the morning that you would definitely come." ”

"I was young and ignorant. Suppressing the humiliation in his heart, Xiao Baiye muttered in a low voice, "Please don't blame the second elder." ”

"Don't blame?" a monk dressed in a plain brocade shirt pursed his lips and snorted coldly, "When the two of us met you that day, we knew that you would end up like this today, what did you say at the time?"

The monk on the side, who was wearing a bright yellow brocade robe and embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon on his clothes, hooked the corners of his lips, and when he opened his mouth, it was exactly the same as Xiao Baiye's voice, shaking his head, and his delicate face was full of youthful arrogance: "The most disdainful thing in Xiao's life is to ask for someone, let alone the two." Xiao's affairs don't have to be decided by the two. It's that Xiao's cultivation is not as good as the two, and it is not difficult to get the lives of the two!" Speaking of this, the monk paused, with a strange and indescribable expression on his face, and then spoke, his voice had already become his own, "Then the young hero's Xiao Zhenren beat the two of us with only half a life, and said cruel words to the two of us," The voice changed again to the arrogant appearance of the young man, "It is not Xiao Mou's kindness that left you two alive today, but Xiao Mou wants the two of you to watch Xiao Mou not help others, but also be able to move forward!" There is no endless road, Xiao will have his own way, and remember not to meddle in things!" (to be continued......)