The Hehuan Sect Master's face was pale and pale, very ugly, but he didn't dare to refute it out loud.

This damage to him can be said to not give any face, and the Hehuan sect master feels a little unable to sit still.

Jing Yunting smiled, and did not comment on Bo Qinghuan's unceremonious actions to damage the Hehuan Sect Master, but continued: "That is to say, in the final analysis, she didn't kill anyone, she just destroyed our Joy Buddha. After all, the Buddha of Joy is a dead thing, to put it bluntly, it is just to accompany some spirit stones. And Kunlun has always been wealthy, think about it, even if you ask them to match a pure gold Joy Buddha, they won't blink their eyes, and they don't feel distressed at all, this matter is actually a little painless. ”

"It's over if you pay some spirit stones?" The original intention of the Hehuan Sect Master was not here at all, not to mention that the Dao and the Demon were not separated, and Kunlun would not say anything if he didn't pay attention to it.

"Then what are you going to do? Don't say that she didn't kill anyone, even if she did, isn't it unusual for Dao Cultivators and Demon Cultivators to meet each other in life and death? Bo Qinghuan took over the conversation and chuckled, "If you want me to say, there's nothing to say, you Zhang Chongzong has a good fight with her, if she dies at your hand or you lose her hand, it all depends on her personal ability, so it couldn't be better." ”

The Hehuan Sect Master couldn't help but tremble when he said this, glanced at Bo Qinghuan, who had a straight face that didn't look like a joke at all, and laughed twice without answering.

"Forget it. "It's Zhen Yirou, seeing that Zhang Chongzong is fed up with ridicule, so she said leisurely, "She is still in my sect, so don't let those little rabbit cubs go to search for people, her cultivation, those little rabbit cubs are found and sent to death, or I will wait for a few days to pay more attention to it, if you see it, don't give her some color to see if I really think that there is no one in my Hehuan Sect!"

"Hehe!" The delicate, barefoot nun stood up and glanced at the few people in the seat: "If it's okay, I'll go back." Then he departed without looking at the crowd.

The decisiveness with which she left made Hehuan Sect Master Zhang Chongzong dare not come out, and he couldn't figure out what she meant for a while.

"Rest assured. Xu saw through Zhang Chongzong's thoughts, Zhen Yirou glanced at him, "I'll go back later, if I have more time to go to those places where no one stays, if I were her, I would definitely hide in such a place." ”

Zhen Yirou said, and left with Lu Zhouxu, Zhang Chongzong opened his mouth, a little overwhelmed, glanced at Jing Yunting on the side, and saw him smile at himself: "You go back!"

After getting this sound, Zhang Chongzong, who had been granted amnesty, retreated.

After a short time, only Jing Yunting and Bo Qinghuan were left in the hall.

The two sat next to each other, no one spoke for a long time, and in the end, Jing Yunting broke the gong first, and turned his head to look at Bo Qinghuan: "Why don't you go back?"

"The reason you're here is why I'm here. Bo Qinghuan glanced at Jing Yunting, and played with the two plain iron marbles in his fingers casually.

"Bo Qinghuan, you have something to say, I remember that I didn't seem to offend you before. Jing Yunting curled the corners of her lips and smiled.

"Jing Yunting, don't smile at me, I don't eat you, you know the reason why I stay here. The plain iron marble in Bo Qinghuan's hand rolled back and forth, but Jing Yunting smiled, not daring to relax, those two seemingly plain plain iron marbles were Bo Qinghuan's natal magic weapon, but anyone who looked down on these two plain iron marbles had already been killed or injured.

"Bo Qinghuan, there is no need to make such a big deal about this matter, right! This chapter Chongzong himself doesn't work cultivation on weekdays, and it is time to let him suffer some hardships when he drops the chain at a critical time. Jing Yunting looked at Bo Qinghuan, and was a little uncertain about Bo Qinghuan for a while.

Bo Qinghuan smiled, raised his head, and looked at the stone pillar on the top of the hall, as if he wanted to see through the stone pillar: "How long do you want to hide, do you know that Jing Yunting and I found you early in the morning." Zhen Yirou, that woman, actually had a day of miscalculation, hiding in a corner where no one haunts? I don't think so, sometimes, people are easy to be ignored under our noses. ”

After a moment of silence, a figure flashed in front of him, because the person's speed was too fast, so that the two of them only felt a flower in front of them, and the person seemed to appear out of thin air. Wearing a green shirt and a long skirt, holding a three-foot Qingfeng, she stood there calmly, if it weren't for the confusion in her eyes, she really couldn't see anything wrong with her. Jing Yunting said in his heart, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief: Fang Cai Bo Qinghuan suddenly broke her identity, he was really afraid that she was going to come and slip away, and it would be even more difficult to catch her at that time, but he didn't think about it, but this time he showed up.

"What do you want to do?" Although Jia Jia took the initiative to appear, there was still a bit of uncontrollable vigilance on her face, and she was obviously very wary of the two of them.

"Don't worry, I promise I won't hurt you, as for Jing Yunting, you don't have to worry, he has already passed through with the Kunlun monks who came with you. Bo Qinghuan said, stared up and down at Jia Jia for a moment, and suddenly said, "Are you really so confused that you don't feel anything wrong at all?"

"What did you say?" Jia Jia's eyes suddenly appeared a little fierce, glaring at Bo Qinghuan, with a posture that if he said something wrong, he would do something to him.

"The ancestor died 70,000 years ago. Bo Qing laughed happily, ignoring Jing Yunting's warning.

"How do you want to make a feud with him?"

"You have been in Kunlun since you introduced qi into your body, and you have always been a Taoist cultivator, when did you enter our Hehuan Sect?"

"If you were really burned to death in front of the monks of the world, how would you escape?"

"When did you become a pure yin woman?"

......

Bo Qinghuan took a deep breath and threw out the questions one by one, and at the end, looking at Jia Jia, who looked painful and hugged her head and whispered, she said: "Don't deceive yourself, you actually know very well, that's not your experience at all." ”

"Bo Qinghuan!" Jing Yunting saw that Jia Jia's face was pale, and finally she couldn't sit still, so she jumped up, "I promised them to take her away from the Hehuan Sect safely, you don't have to go too far!"

"I didn't kill her, I didn't stop you from saving people, and I didn't tell the truth, why did I go too far?" Bo Qinghuan looked at Jia Jia with a somewhat indifferent face, "You know that those are not your experiences, but in my memory, I have experienced them myself, isn't it painful?"

"You ......" Jing Yunting was stunned by the question he blurted out, but he quickly reacted, reached out and clasped Bo Qinghuan's hands, and looked at Bo Qinghuan vigilantly, "How do you know about her?"

Everything he knew about Jia Jia was told to him by Qin Ya personally, but what about Bo Qinghuan, he didn't believe that these things would be told to him by Qin Ya.

"I have my own way. Bo Qinghuan glanced at Jing Yunting, broke free from Jing Yunting's shackles a little unnaturally, and sneered, "I can't tell you." ”

"In addition to this paragraph, you also forced a memory, in that memory you are a monk who has the best swordsmanship in the world, admired by the world, you have repelled demon beasts for the monks of the world three times and twice, and guarded the safety of people, but the monks of the world have united for the magic weapon in your hands and want to force you to death. Therefore, until you died, you were still extremely indignant at the monks of the world, and sighed that if you could do it all over again, you would rather bear the monks of the world than let the monks of the world bear you. Bo Qinghuan knew even more than Qin Ya and the others, Jing Yunting looked at Bo Qinghuan in astonishment, and felt a little retreat in his heart, and then listened to him say again, "The hatred of this memory is strongly suppressed for yourself, but it's okay for a few days, do you really think you can suppress it forever?"

"That person wasn't me. Jia Jia, who lowered her head and hugged her head in pain, retorted in a low voice, as if to emphasize what she was thinking, and kept retorting, "That person is not me." That person wasn't me. That person is not me......"

"Yes, you know that person is not you, but you think that those two people are you, isn't it very uncomfortable?" Bo Qinghuan took the plain iron marble as he spoke, walked in front of Jia Jia, and at some point a blue lotus bag appeared in his hand and handed it over, "You are still sober now, and you know what is going on." If one day, if you really can't control it, there is probably someone in the world who can help you. ”

Jia Jia looked up at Bo Qinghuan, who was smiling indifferently, and after a while, she suddenly said, "Who gave you the tips?"

"If that person can't do anything about things in the world, there is really no way to do it. Bo Qinghuan stuffed the bag into Jia Jia's hand, and was very "kind" to hold her hands, "Take it, don't drop it." Of course, I hope you'd better never use this tip. ”

"It's Shaoxin!" Jia Jia glanced at the bag and smiled bitterly twice as if she was self-deprecating, "Isn't it?"

Bo Qinghuan chuckled twice, which was considered a tacit acquiescence, and then walked to Jing Yunting's side and spread his hands towards him: "I know you are a smart person, you will not talk nonsense!"

After Jing Yunting looked at him for a moment, he shook his head: "No, I don't want to take care of these things and can't take care of them, I just need to take her to Qin Ya and the others." It's just that before you do something, you still want to think about my Hehuan Sect. ”

"I know that very well. Bo Qinghuan nodded, took two steps, but as if he had thought of something, he turned his head and looked at Jia Jia, "I always feel that today's events are a little familiar, as if more than a thousand years ago, there was a monk like you, but he was much tougher than you, and he was disdainful of us, and we were even punched by him." ”

"Who?"

"I think about it, at that time, he was in Kunlun, well, surnamed Xiao, Xiao Baiye. Bo Qinghuan said, not surprisingly, he saw a trace of horror in Jia Jia's eyes, hooked the corners of his lips with satisfaction, and then turned to leave.

After Bo Qinghuan left, Jing Yunting sighed lightly and walked in front of Jia Jia: "Let's go, I'll take you away from the Hehuan Sect." ”

Jia Jia raised her head, did not miss the pity in his eyes, pursed her lips, did not speak, just put away the bag, followed Jing Yunting out of the Hehuan Sect, the night wind was everywhere, remembering that in the past few days, she almost strangled Zhu Xingyuan, and she was so tired that Shizun, senior brother and Zhu Xingyuan ran around for her, for some reason, Jia Jia was a little timid, and always felt that she was a little shameless to face them.

Seeing her speed slowing down, Jing Yunting thought that she was worried about the trouble she had broken into, so she said: "You don't have to worry, my Hehuan Sect Master is fine, as for the Happy Buddha, something that has been tens of thousands of years old should have been replaced a long time ago, but it is just a stone statue, even if it has to be compensated, it will not cost many spirit stones." ”

"Thank you. Jia Jia moved her lips and thanked her.

"No, it's just a gesture. Jing Yunting smiled and didn't say much.

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knocked on the door, with a "creak", the door opened, Jing Yunting went and returned, and the three people in the room were a little surprised, but this surprise was less than a moment, and they saw Jia Jia walking out from behind him: "Master, senior brother, Zhu Xingyuan!"

The three of them were stunned for a moment, as if no one had expected that it would only take a few hours, and she stood in front of them again, and the most important thing was that the expression seemed to have recovered, as if she had returned to the Jia Jia they knew.

"I'm sorry you've been bothered these days. Jia Jia lowered her head, looking ashamed, a little afraid to look at them, "I know those memories are fake, but I ...... almost injured Zhu Xingyuan, and went to Hehuan Sect to cause trouble. I, I can't stand you. ”

The expressions of the three people in the room moved slightly.

Seeing this, Jing Yunting coughed dryly: "Then you can talk about it, I have returned to the sect, you have accepted my love for this matter, and I will definitely come to you next time and say goodbye." He arched his hand towards Qin Ya, calmly accepted the salute from Gu Lang and Jia Jiayu Zhu Xingyuan, and turned to leave.

"Those memories that haunt you will be when we return to Kunlun, so we will ask Miao Shizu to take action, and he will definitely have a way. Gu Lang said and saw her nodding, his heart was a little relieved, and then he heard Jia Jia say again, "Actually, I know it in my heart, so you don't have to worry, those memories are all fake, I understand." ”

"That's fine. "It's just that although Jia Jia understands one by one, but the first performance really scared a few people, yes, although Jia Jia said that there was nothing to do, everyone still didn't dare to slack off, and the heart still went back to Kunlun and asked Miao Wuhua to take a look.

Trembling all the way back to Kunlun, Jia Jiazi also found that whether it was resting or hurrying, Qin Ya, Gu Lang and Zhu Xingyuan surrounded her in the middle, as if to prevent her from suddenly losing control, Jia Jia couldn't help but smile bitterly when she saw this, but she also understood in her heart: Even if she can't guarantee that she will suddenly lose control and hurt someone, they can understand this. It's just that understanding is understanding, and there is still a bit of unspeakable bitterness in my heart.

However, early in the morning of the second day after returning to Kunlun, Jia Jia received a summons from Miao Wuhua and asked her to see her. (To be continued.) )