"What? What's wrong?"
The young female disciple saw that these villagers looked a little uncomfortable and looked slightly confused.
Everyone, look at me and I look at you. I really don’t know how to speak.
Finally, Aunt Wu came out and described what happened in detail.
When the young disciples of Taixuanzong heard this, they couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
The young female disciple looked at Su Jing and asked in a low voice: "Senior Sister Su Jing, what do you think of this matter?"
Su Jing looked at the remaining ashes on the ground with cold eyes and said nothing.
Another young disciple whispered: "How could Senior Sister Wen Jiu accept such a cruel and murderous person as her direct disciple?
Cultivators are most afraid of killing and being cruel, especially those of Taixuan Sect. They need to be benevolent, virtuous, moral, and be a gentleman. From what I see, this person does not look like a kind person. "
"You can't say that. That old Taoist priest is a charlatan. How can he invite the river god? Where did the river god come from in this small broken river!
The ghost spirit is quite strong, I am afraid that this old liar wants to defraud people and steal their money.
He didn't take the lives of these innocent women seriously. He caused trouble himself, but left it to others to wipe his ass. "
"But even so, even if he is a charlatan, his life is still alive. Even if he makes a mistake, he will not burn him alive, right?"
"This, maybe there is a hidden secret in it. Senior Sister Su Jing, what do you think? After all, a life has been lost, but we need to catch him up and interrogate him?"
"Right now, we have to move into Shifang City in advance to prepare for the auction in March.
The sect master said that Senior Sister Su Jing was infected with the Corpse Qi in the Dark Continent and suffered hidden injuries. She had to take a photo of Shifang City's Qi Dew in order to completely remove the Corpse Qi and resolve the hidden danger.
This senior brother's matter is not urgent. It can be decided by the sect master in the future, right Senior Sister Su Jing. "
Su Jing lowered her eyes and said calmly: "Now... is not the time to see him."
Seeing that these young disciples wanted to accuse Bai Lian and report their intentions to the master, Aunt Wu's compassion moved again, and she couldn't help but said anxiously:
"No matter what, there is a reason why the young master set fire to kill people. The old Taoist priest is not only cheating and kidnapping! He has evil intentions! He also covets the beautiful wife and beautiful lady in the young master's family!
He actually deliberately did all this and burned his wife's face with a torch, which made the young master retaliate in kind. "
When Su Jing heard the words "beautiful wife", "beautiful lady", "ma'am", etc., Su Jing's eyes that had always been cold and downcast finally raised and there was a hint of reaction.
When the disciples nearby heard this, they all covered their mouths in surprise: "Does this new senior brother already have a family?"
"Listening to what this aunt said, the old Taoist priest is really a little ignorant. He has such evil thoughts. It is not an exaggeration to burn him to death."
"Forget it, looking at the traces of this fire-bending technique, I think that senior brother is in good health, so there is no need to rush to find him first. It seems that it is better to turn around and go to Shifang City first."
After everyone discussed and reached the same goal, they all drew out their spiritual swords, only to find that Senior Sister Su Jing was standing there motionless.
Everyone couldn't help but be confused: "Senior Sister Su Jing? But what else is wrong?"
Aunt Wu looked at Su Jing who was staring straight at her with a cold sweat on her face, her heart trembling violently, "This immortal... what advice do you have?"
Oh my God... the girl's eyes just now were cold, but they didn't have any oppressive meaning. Why did she suddenly have so much hostility in just one sentence?
Su Jing's eyebrows were as if they were soaked in snow, and her pair of dark eyes were bright and sharp. She lightly lifted her thin lips and uttered two words coldly: "Madam?"
Aunt Wu shivered at these two cold and indifferent words, and said: "Yes... yes, the young master already has a wife at home, and she is also a beautiful girl.
Why... Could it be that your sect of cultivating immortals is a Taoist temple and does not allow marriage? "
Is it possible that Baili's young husband secretly married his wife behind the back of his disciples, and the elders in his disciples didn't know about it, so he didn't dare to go back even though he was injured?
After fussing for a long time, it turned out that they really had eloped.
Although the young Taixuan disciples were surprised that Lord Wen Jiu would accept a man with a family as his disciple, they were also even more puzzled by Su Jing's reaction.
Is Senior Sister Su Jing's focus a little... biased?
Seeing that poor Mrs. Wu was about to shrink into the ground under Su Jing's cold gaze, a young Taixuan disciple hurriedly explained:
"It's not that our disciples can't get married, it's just that as a practitioner, the Taoist journey is more important, and becoming a Taoist couple is even more important in the sect. It sounds surprising, but don't worry, auntie."
Aunt Wu nodded, and just as her mind settled down, she heard the woman in white in front of her speak words like ice again, and her voice was as clear and beautiful as ice, but it was as cold as if it was blowing from the wind of the twelfth lunar month:
"Beautiful lady? What kind of beauty? What kind of charming way? Does she really look so good in red? Can she actually be called 'Madam' by the public?"
Aunt Wu: "??..."
What the hell kind of fatal question is this?
After hearing this, many Taixuan disciples' expressions became very exciting.
Under the oppressive gaze of Su Jing's aura that was getting stronger and stronger for no reason, Aunt Wu stared blankly, not daring to move her eyes casually.
"Then... um, did this female fairy misunderstand something? The young master's wife doesn't... don't wear red clothes."
"Not in red?" Su Jing's black eyes narrowed deeply, but the aura around him relaxed a bit.
She lowered her eyes again: "In this case, it must be a misunderstanding."
Hearing her tone of voice so certain, Aunt Wu laughed twice.
I thought that the girl in white had met Baili's young husband's wife. It was normal to be prejudiced when I heard that they were getting married.
Looking at the demeanor of this line of immortals in white clothes and red clothes, all of them have an ascetic appearance. At a glance, you can tell that they are all serious clans with upright roots.
I'm afraid it's difficult for them to detect that sweet girl with her earthly aura. In the past, she had such a charming face, and she often wore red clothes and showed off everywhere.
After all, Aunt Wu's heart was towards Shu Ci, so she hurriedly explained to her:
"Yes, yes, I am afraid that this female fairy has misunderstood Sister Su. Although she looks more enchanting and beautiful, she is tacky and tacky. At first glance, she looks like a femme fatale that is difficult to get along with.
But she has a good nature, and she takes care of the young master all day long without any clothes on. Moreover, since she got married, she has never dressed up in a flamboyant way.
She is currently wearing coarse linen clothes. Why does she help the young master wash his clothes every day?
But just now the female fairy asked her where she was beautiful and charming, she was really the right person to ask.
My sweet girl's figure is really curvy and charming. It's really not surprising that the young master is so fond of her. "
Aunt Wu thought to herself that she had said everything she needed to say, and she had tried her best to exaggerate the advantages of Shu Ci, hoping that she would not be underestimated by these people who were cultivating immortality.
Now that we have said so much, it should probably end here, right?
Unexpectedly, looking at the female immortal in white who rarely spoke, she seemed to be looking forward to death. Aunt Wu could clearly see that the roots of her teeth under her snowy cheeks were tightening.
"The lordosis is curved and the posterior curve is curved? How to curve the anterior curve and posterior curve?"
Aunt Wu wondered how to describe this orally, so she had to exaggerate and show off the proud curved lines at the front and back of Shu Ci.
Although he didn't say anything, his eyes fell on Su Jing's chest with a guilty conscience. The eyes were not too straightforward.
This was absolutely certain that the woman beside Bai Lian at this moment was definitely not anyone she had ever seen before.
Su Jing's face was cold, and the ups and downs of his chest were obviously more rapid.
She asked again: "Where did he leave from?"
"Senior Sister Su Jing?" The female disciple beside her hurriedly said:
"Now it's enough to confirm that the senior brother is not in danger. Shouldn't we rush to Shifang City first?"
Su Jing said coldly: "It is such a big deal to accept a direct disciple of the Nine Classics, how can it be so casual and like a joke?"
After saying that, he actually drew out the Love-Severing Sword, turned into a white rainbow, and pierced the sky.
The female disciple had a black line on her head and whispered:
"I didn't know who said it just now. How could I talk so casually about the Lord of the Nine Classics...how could I look like my husband is about to be snatched away from me?"
The disciples on the side were busy scolding: "You are crazy, you actually arranged for Senior Sister Su Jing, you are really capable."
The female disciple was speechless and had no choice but to catch up with her sword.
…
…
On the jungle trail, the sun is getting brighter.
Bai Lian placed Shu Ci in a shaded place and sat down. Shu Ci looked at the wet handkerchief in his hand with surprise: "Want to drink in the moonlight?"
Balian gently pressed the handkerchief, which was stained with alcohol, to half of her cheeks, which were horribly reddened.
The alcohol was refreshing and penetrated into his bones. Shu Ci hissed lightly and hid back.
However, Bai Lian grabbed the back of his neck with his palm to prevent him from moving.
He raised his eyes and glanced at her, and said: "The little demon is not very capable, but he has good eyesight. He can actually recognize that this wine uses moonlight as its spirit and the power of wish as its source to enter the wine."
Shu Ci disliked the term 'little demon' very much. She frowned and said, "We are not young, you are the junior, don't make any mistakes!"
"Don't move." Bailian's face suddenly came closer, his cold breath fell towards Shu Ci's eyebrows, and his magnetic voice was almost silent.
It was clearly just an ordinary command, but at such a close distance, Shu Ci could only feel his deep voice crawling into his chest.
She wanted to hide, but the back of her neck was tightly held by that cold, slender hand.
Shu Ci hated others ordering her around, but today, for some unknown reason, she didn't have much resentment or resistance towards Bai Lian.
His body even slowly relaxed following Balian's words.
Although the moonshine wine is sake, it can penetrate into the wound without causing too much pain.
The strands were twisted like ice needles, but they also brought a shocking and painful effect to the wounds on the face.
Maybe he felt that he was too hopeless, and Shu Ci's chest was undulating and trembling magnificently, with ups and downs.
She tried her best to speak in a stiff voice and said, "It hurts a little..."
Bai Lian paused, softened his hand, rubbed it gently for a moment, and asked, "How about this?"
Shu Ci met his clear eyes without any sense of distance, her eyes suddenly trembled slightly, and she raised them upwards, "It still hurts a little..."
Balian frowned slightly: "Are you so afraid of pain?"
Shuci was born with the advantage of immortality, but since it was a curse, how could it be safe and sound?
Under the premise of immortality and immortality, Shu Ci's pain was several times that of ordinary people.
This is why, at the River Washing Banquet, she was made to cry when he took off her pants and spanked her in such a way to teach a child.
Shu Ci was confused for a moment and said twice that it hurt. When he realized it, he felt extremely regretful. He shouldn't have shown weakness in front of him like this.
She was about to speak to save her face.
The bloody veil covering her face had been moved away, and Balian leaned down and blew a gentle, cool breath on her cheek.
"Is this better?"
The cool breeze covered his face, neither hurting nor itching, but it gave Shu Cisheng a different sense of tenderness.
The place where he blew it instantly became hot as if it had been licked by fire again.
There was a swishing sound, and I don't know whether it was because the blow was too comfortable or because Balian's eyes were a little gentle at the moment.
Shu Ci was a little addicted to this weird and unprecedented feeling.
With a swishing sound, the two big snow-white velvet tails suddenly ran out from under the skirt, flying around behind her like a peacock uncontrollably.
Balian was amused by the two fat tails.
Shu Ci was irritated by this smile, so he turned around and hugged his two big tails tightly into his arms like pillows to prevent them from moving.
She said angrily: "What a fart, your tail hurts so much that it runs out?"
Bailian asked in surprise: "If a fox is in pain, will its tail run out uncontrollably?"
Shu Ci himself didn't know why the tail came out, "That's right, I'm in so much pain right now."
Balian was confused: "Then when the old Taoist priest burned you with fire, why didn't your tail come out?"
Shu Ci didn't know how to explain this question. She guiltily picked up one of her tails and hit Balian's head hard.
"Why do you have so many problems? I'm already like this."
Xu was injured and in pain, and Bai Lian clearly felt that Shu Ci's temper was very unstable. He said helplessly: "Then what do you think? This moonshine wine has a miraculous effect on your facial injuries. It should be regarded as a good medicine. If you still feel pain, I don't know what to do?"
Shu Ci had an idea, and his dull eyes moved for a rare moment. He raised the corners of his lips and said softly: "If you are willing to give me a bite..."
Before he finished speaking, the compassion and tenderness in Bai Lian's eyes seemed to be an illusion that was gone.
He grimaced and stood up.
Shu Ci quickly wrapped the fox's tail in his arms around the back of his neck.
With the help of his strength, his body became soft and soft as if he had no bones.
Master Mohe's ability to kick his nose into his face was fully utilized.
"You are so heartless. You don't want to talk to me when you see me ugly. I should have known that I shouldn't have agreed to all your requests in the first place.
If you don’t give me a bite, I will die of pain here today~”
