He looked around and saw that apart from the familiar remains of the Tianji Puppet, there were no other high-level members of the Holy Slave.

"It seems that you can't catch any big fish." Aunt Xiang laughed and looked at Dao Qiongcang with a mocking look in her eyes.

"The fun show has just begun, but you don't have the opportunity to see it."

Dao Qiongcang shook his head and walked forward, his hand stopped in front of Xiang Yaoyao's huge breasts, "Take it out."

Aunt Xiang sneered and puffed up her chest. The trembling waves almost touched Dao Qiongang's fingers.

Xi's face turned red and he quickly looked away, not daring to look further.

Dao Qiongcang made a mistake with his fingertips and used his great teleportation technique to take out a jade talisman stuck in Xiang Yao Yao's chest.

Jinren, who was at the Ranming ruins, felt his scalp numb when he saw this.

Apricot Realm Jade Talisman!

This is what he left to Aunt Xiang in Yougui Pavilion to save her life!

Dao Qiongcang took it... It's not in the way, it's not in the way. This jade talisman only communicates with the Xing Realm unilaterally. To open the channel, it requires the approval of the Ancestral Tree Long Xing.

But that's not the point. The point is that Dao Qiongcang showed all his back tricks, clearly trying to close the net.

Everyone wants to extend their spiritual thoughts far away.

He just heard a strange noise, it must be that someone broke into Qingyuan Mountain.

Is it the Eight Masters?

If so, then it is indeed qualified for Dao Qiongcang to stop here.

But as Dao Qiongcang said, no one thinks that the Eight Lords will enter the game just to save one of his spiritual thoughts...

There is a high probability that the one who comes is either Mr. Si Ren or another Saint Slave Taixu who can match the power of the Semi-Sacred War.

In this case, it may be too much to say that it is a drop in the bucket, but it will not help, so it should be used to describe it, right?

It's better not to come...

Moreover, Qiongtian’s appetite is obviously not that small. Even Mr. Siren may not be able to fill it...

While he was thinking about it, Dao Qiongqian across the way waved his hand and made a conclusion on the matter:

"Take her to the Dead Sea and keep her alone."

"Don't let anyone, any creature, dead thing, or even anything that can be defined as 'existence' except you, or non-existence, come into contact with her or hurt her..."

"Including herself, including self-mutilation and suicide!"

"If something goes wrong with her, you will be the first to be killed by this palace. Even if your teacher comes, you won't be able to protect her. Do you understand?"

Xi's expression was shocked. It was the first time he heard the Taoist Palace Master tell something in such a serious tone and in so many words.

You can see how important this matter is!

And the person in front of me is said to be a ten-seater, but in fact his combat power is just average, right?

Xi swallowed his saliva and nodded heavily: "Yes, Dao Palace Master!"

"Take it down."

"yes!"

Xi subconsciously wanted to use ghost spirits to seal people, but found that this was not in line with the instructions of the Taoist Palace Master, so he had no choice but to give up.

He turned his eyes to look at the graceful and beautiful woman...

Completely different from Zhu Yiyi, Aunt Xiang has gone through so much, and the only damage to her clothes comes from the lingering influence of Que Leihan.

She was basically uninjured!

Xi wanted to stretch out his hand, but then retracted it as if he was electrocuted.

Xiangyaoyao, you can't resist this on your shoulders, right?

Xi's footsteps were full of lead, and he walked up to Aunt Xiang first, and then he didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to tie him up, even touching it felt fatal...

He was at a loss.

Aunt Xiang was amused. She glanced at the young man with a sly smile and walked down the mountain:

"Let's go, little one, I have legs and can walk."

"oh."

The fragrant wind faded away, and the night became lonely, except for Aunt Yuxiang's voice that gradually faded away at night:

"Little guy, how old are you this year?"

"Well……"

"I guess you're only around 20 years old. Are you married? Oh, no, that's the question. Are you still a young child?"

"Well……"

"You practice ghost swordsmanship? Who is 'your teacher' that the cool old man said? Do you know...well, who is that? What kind of lamp is that?"

"Well……"

"Yes, Huachangdeng! It's amazing that my aunt has forgotten this name. I don't know if I will be killed if I scream a few more times. I'm so scared, but I'm also looking forward to it. Huachangdeng Huachangdeng Huachang."

lamp……"

"Well……"

"By the way, little guy, your name is Xi, right? As an ancient sword cultivator, you should admire the Eight Masters very much? Do you know that back then, your teacher was actually obsessed with swords, and in the end the Holy Emperor family insisted on arranging a job for him?

Regarding marriage, he actually doesn’t like Yue at all..."

"Well……"

Xi turned into a big goose, hoping to respond to Aunt Xiang's nagging.

After hearing the end, he felt like he couldn't even listen anymore, and immediately closed his hearing, blocking out the woman's words.

He has never seen such an unscrupulous person!

Similar stories have only been heard in various rumors and novels.

But now, when someone actually mentioned this in front of him, he didn't dare to listen at all.

terrible!

What does this Aunt Xiang want to do? Is she really not afraid of death?

Reminiscent of the advice given by the Taoist Palace Master just now - not even self-mutilation or suicide is allowed. Once she is injured, can she really summon that person?

She is so sure of her person that he can even block the teacher's sword?

Aunt Xiang glanced at the indifferent young man and kept telling stories. Suddenly, as she was talking, a "Shenyi" popped out.

But what she wanted to say was "Shen Yi", and the words turned into "Dao Qiongcang is really amazing".

Aunt Xiang was silent.

She continued to tell the story of that year, and added a "dyed tea" in the middle.

But again, what she wanted to say was "Ran Ming", but after blurting out, the words still changed to "Dao Qiongcang is really amazing".

Aunt Xiang was silent again.

She was unwilling to give in and tried words such as "Ba Zun Shu", "You resentment" and "Yu Tu" one after another.

The answer is always "Dao Qiongang is really amazing".

You are so awesome!

Aunt Xiang glared back at the coquettish old man fiercely, feeling depressed and stopped telling stories.

Obviously, the road she could think of had already been sealed in advance by Dao Qiongtian.

…

"Stop."

Mei Siren raised his hand.

Cao Erzhu quickly put the old immortal down from his back.

Looking up, under the shadow of the dancing trees, I could see a person standing in front of me.

He has an unworldly temperament and is clearly the weird uncle who left a "handshake" pattern on his hand earlier!

Cao Erzhu's eyes turned red immediately.

Mei Siren took a step forward, turned his head and looked at the expressions of everyone, and knew all the answers.

He patted the child's arm gently to signal him to calm down.

Although he couldn't hide it, he hid the person behind him, stepped forward and walked out of the bushes.

Dao Qiongcang glanced away, but when he saw the figure, he sighed: "Mr. Siren, why bother?"

"Where does the suffering come from?" Mei Siren held the child in one hand and the paper fan in the other. As he stepped forward, his eyes fell on the remains of the Tianji puppet.
To be continued...