The young man didn't want to dwell on the issue of temperament anymore, so he changed the subject.
"So, what I saw last night was your demon?"
Come, come, the boy really saw her demon body.
Cheng Yan nodded: "I told you that I am a demon master."
"Why is your demon so... special?" The young man felt strange, but he didn't know how to describe it.
Although he didn't see it clearly at the time, the monster gave him an unprecedented feeling. Even the Snow Wolf Monster trembled all over and hid uncharacteristically.
Ah, now, can we say that she and Yaoneng become one?
Is she a pervert?
Regarding this issue, Cheng Yan himself couldn't figure out the cause and effect, so how could he say anything?
If you tell me, you may be dragged into the Tianchu experiment.
She had already thought of the theme of the experiment, and it was called [Analysis of the Secrets Between Humans and Demons].
In order to prevent him from getting entangled in this issue, she had to make a preemptive move.
As the saying goes, the bad guys complain first.
"Hey, I just looked at you one more time in the dark, and you ordered that snow wolf demon to bully me! Humiliate me! Pull me!"
Cheng Yan followed the example of Bai Lianhua in his impression, crying until he was like a pear blossom with rain, and his heart was broken.
However, she overlooked one thing.
For Bai Lianhua's style, you must first have a lovely and pitiful Bai Lian face.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that she is a black charcoal now.
As a result, the young man opposite felt vaguely uncomfortable.
However, the other party is a girl after all, and it is normal to be weak and delicate. The young man thought this way, stood up and held his hands.
"Since this is a misunderstanding, I would like to express my condolences to Bai Ji -"
"Cheng Yuan." Cheng Yuan said.
"I apologize to Fairy Cheng, and I hope Fairy Cheng won't blame you."
Tsk tsk, your behavior and attitude are so humble and polite. My little brother has a very good tutor.
One more point.
Cheng Yuan put away his grumbling and returned the greeting seriously: "As courtesy, what's your name?"
"Wen Lu."
Your surname is Wen? She remembered the family chapter of "Tian Chu Zhi" and heard that his surname was Beiyuan.
Snow wolf demons often appear in the snowy area outside Beiyuan Polar City. They are noble and rare. They are the first choice of Beiyuan demon masters and cannot be obtained by any big family.
In Beiyuan Polar City, there happened to be a Wen family who was famous as Tianchu.
This little brother has quite a lot of background.
Cheng Yan was suspicious that a rookie like her who had just entered this world could guess his identity, and it would be easier for others.
"Have you never been robbed?"
Wen Lu was slightly stunned and shook his head: "Never."
He said no, but he really hasn’t.
Last month, he was entrusted by someone and just came from Beiyuan in the teleportation array.
There is no direct teleportation array from Beiyuan Polar City to the West Pole. It took him a month just to get to a few teleportation points.
As soon as they arrived outside Xianqi City, they encountered a big sandstorm.
"So, I was the first person from Xiji you met?" Cheng Yan blinked.
What a fate, brother!
Wen Lulue pondered, except for a few teleportation array guards, Cheng Yuan was indeed the first person.
"Since we met by fate, and you saved my life, you should be my host and fulfill your friendship as a landlord."
Cheng Yan fully demonstrated the enthusiasm of the people of Xiji and secretly counted the spiritual stones in the storage bag.
Steamed buns and water are enough.
When Wen Lu first arrived, there was another girl with strange behavior across from him.
"I still have important things to do, but since-"
"That's a shame. If you need anything, feel free to come to me."
Cheng Yan waved his hand, turned around and left.
Wen Lu: "..."
Did this attitude change too quickly?
You Xiji people don’t want to be polite?
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Sandcastle;
An old man sat alone at the door, looking quietly in the direction of the city gate.
Cheng Yan followed his gaze and saw that the gate of Xianqimen was wide open. Except for the guards standing as usual, there was nothing different.
"Old man, let me help you over." Cheng Yan helped the old man get up.
The old man's leg was injured, but he smiled carelessly on his face.
"Don't worry, there is enough elixir in the sand castle today."
"Elixir?"
The old man said: "It's an old rule. After the sandstorm, people in the city will be sent to distribute elixirs to the injured. Don't tell me, these elixirs are extremely effective. As long as they don't kill you on the spot, it will be difficult to die after taking them."
As he spoke, he sneered again: "A cat cries over a mouse's false mercy."
Cheng Yan could understand the old man's mood. If he really wanted to rescue, why not before the sandstorm, but after they experienced the sandstorm again and again?
Cheng Yan was also confused.
Why does Xian Qicheng treat these refugees like this? Is it just because they are poor?
"Old man, how many times have you escaped from a sandstorm?"
The old man stretched out his hand and counted the missing fingers.
"Ten times, twenty times? I'm too old to remember. It's been twelve years since we were driven out of the city."
The old man stopped and pointed to the position above the city gate: "I will always remember that day. There was a corpse hanging on the city gate. It was the patriarch of our Jackdaw clan. The body hung for three days and three nights until his flesh and blood He was eaten clean by the vultures. His bones were smashed to pieces and left in the ruins.
The tribesmen were all crying, but no one could do anything. Perhaps it was the clan leader's resentment. Since then, sandstorms have begun to devour the lives in the ruins. "
Cheng Yuan didn't know about this. The original owner came to the ruins three years ago. He only knew that over the years, many people who had been driven out of the city had gradually filled the ruins.
The ruins are becoming more and more messy.
Cheng Yan wanted to ask more questions, but the old man refused to say any more.
In the sand castle, Tang He, Lin Jialuo and Qiu Feng were distributing food and water as always.
In addition, there are several more demon masters and spiritual planters in the sand castle.
They are treating refugees.
It was obvious that this was a spontaneous move by some forces in the city, because she did not see any familiar faces from the inner city.
But something was better than nothing. At this time, Cheng Yan didn't care about anything else and joined them to help bandage the refugees.
…
Snapped!
Applause sounded in the sand castle.
Jin Zhuo was furious.
"It's you! It's you who attracted the sand monster and this sandstorm!"
Xu Qingtian's face was half swollen and gloomy.
"No one else knows how the sandstorm came about. Don't you know, Master?"
Jin Zhuo was speechless, the scene from that year immediately appeared in his mind, and his face suddenly turned livid.
"You mean, that mutated sand monster?"
Those scenes not only frightened Xu Qingtian when he thought about them, but also made Jin Zhuo's hair stand on end.
She didn't want to mention what happened back then, let alone have it associated with her.
Xu Qingtian said slowly: "Master, the city lord has ordered not to leave the city. Even if the master wants to kill the monster, he cannot disobey it."
It's okay not to mention it, but Jin Zhuo becomes even more angry when he mentions it.
Last night she learned that a sandstorm was coming, and she expected that the sand monster would be waiting for the opportunity.
She could have killed them one by one, but she couldn't leave the city gate because of this order.
She had been holding back her breath all night, and when daybreak she came to Xu Qingtian to vent her anger.
Xu Qingtian knew very well that his master hated the demon deeply, and seeing her depressed about this matter, he felt a sense of joy in his heart for some unknown reason.
She showed signs of embarrassment.
Could it be that, as the outside world said, she had a long-standing grudge against her master?
No, Duan Qing said that she is the kindest person in the world.
She respects her teachers and would never have such an idea.
Her tone became respectful.
"Master, the sandstorm has passed. Even if you are upset, it will not help. Why not instruct a few disciples of Lingzhi Hall to go outside the city to see if there is anyone who needs help?"
"You don't need to say anything about this, I will arrange it myself."
Hope flashed in Xu Qingtian's eyes: "Master, Xiaoyuan, is she okay?"
"That little refugee?"
“Disciple heard that she lives in the ruins, and we don’t know what happened to her during the sandstorm last night.
Master, this disciple has not seen her for a long time and is very worried about her. I hope the master will be accommodating and allow us to meet. "
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Cheng Yuan: I am really („ಡωಡ„) Shuan Q
