Retrograde fairy way

Facing the woman's teasing, Xue Yi remained expressionless, still listening intently to the remarks of the monks around him.

"Heck, why is my little brother ignoring my slave family? Xiao Lian is so sad!" Although Xue Yi didn't respond to her, the woman continued to exhale like blue without any discouragement. All posted up.

Such a situation caused Wang Mo, who was controlling the bloody clothes, to frown slightly.

At this time, he was sitting in the courtyard of Mianzhu, through the transmission of the bloody clothes, he could see all the situations inside.

"Fellow daoist, please respect yourself!" Xue Yi said lightly.

"Heck, oops, fellow daoist has finally spoken, how boring this place is, why don't you and I find a place to have a good chat?" Xiao Lian suddenly leaned over, as if her cheek was about to stick to Xue Yi's body.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the bloody clothes were faintly sniffed, brows were slightly frowned, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and it was the first time he looked at the woman squarely: "Fellow daoist, please respect yourself!"

"Uh..." Xu didn't expect Xueyi to be so unsavory, Xiao Lian was taken aback for a moment.

But at this moment, Wang Mo could see the person in front of him clearly through the bloody clothes. His features were picturesque, delicate and pleasant. She was indeed a rare beauty, but with her protruding Adam's apple and flat chest, she was clearly a 'fake girl'.

Thinking of the other party's gaze before, I couldn't help but feel a chill all over my body. What a distorted mentality and hobby is that?

"Friend Daoist, I just want to chat with you alone? Hehe!" Xiao Lian covered her lips with a charming smile, and the fragrance on her body became more intense.

For a while, even the few monks who were a little closer to the two left their seats in a hurry.

Even though Wang Mo's determination was extraordinary, he couldn't help trembling when he heard the words, his whole body got pimples, and he quickly controlled the bloody clothes to get up and walk to the other side.

The 'fake girl' Xiao Lian's face darkened, but she changed into a smile in an instant, but she still persevered in giving up the 'extraordinarily delicious prey' in front of her, and followed her 'affectionately'.

But Wang Mo, who was in the Mianzhu Courtyard, suddenly felt a slight change in the bloody clothes. Although it was not obvious, Wang Mo was connected with him, and the induction was very clear.

As a heterogeneous celestial ghost, Xue Yi not only has the characteristics of a celestial ghost, but also has a physical body that belongs to a Nascent Soul Saint, and it was formed by combining blood and ghost skills during refining.

Such a special existence is also extremely resistant to many things that restrain and stand alone.

At the beginning, I didn't feel much, but when the fragrance of the 'fake girl' Xiaolian became more and more intense, the little blood on Xueyi's body gradually became noisy.

"Fellow Daoist, why do you reject people thousands of miles away, Xiao Lian..." Xiao Lian, the 'fake mother', said in a coquettish voice, her beautiful eyes flickering.

"Hmph! Get out!" But before he could finish speaking, Xue Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed, and then a fierce bloody aura emerged from his body, and the coercion of the great perfection of the alchemy was fleeting.

"Ah!" Xiao Lian, the 'fake girl', was caught off guard, and immediately screamed out of the pressure of this breath, her complexion turned pale, and she couldn't help but backed away.

He is just a monk in the late stage of alchemy, and he can tell at a glance that his cultivation has been forcibly improved by practicing evil skills. With such an unstable foundation, how can he hold on under such a fierce aura.

Apparently, he didn't expect that, in his eyes, he was just a "little hairy head" in the early stage of alchemy, but in an instant, he turned into a bloody monster with a perfect alchemy.

What shocked him even more was that the fragrance of medicine, which was omnipotent, had no effect at all.

As soon as this scene appeared, it attracted the attention of many monks, especially the few alchemy Dzogchen monks present, who were even more sensitive to the short-lived aura of the same level.

Seeing the attention of so many people, Xueyi's eyes flickered slightly, and he slowly got up and walked out.

Everyone looked at his leaving back in amazement, it turned out that there was such a strong alchemy hidden in the audience.

And that 'fake girl' Xiao Lian's complexion turns green and turns white, and she stares at the bloody clothes leaving with hatred in her eyes, making him lose such a big face, how can she just let it go?

When Xueyi was about to leave, he vaguely heard that the 'pseudo-mother' Xiaolian, named Li Tinglian, seemed to be related to some Nascent Soul Saint.

After he left, a group of monks resumed the previous communication state again, and some monks looked at Li Tinglian with strange expressions from time to time.

Xu Shi couldn't stand the crowd's gaze, so Li Tinglian gave all the cultivators a hard look, stomped her feet, twisted her waist and left quickly.

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"Hmph! I didn't expect that just participating in the exchange of monks would cause trouble. It's really nothing to cause trouble!" In the Mianzhu courtyard, Wang Mo snorted coldly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to himself.

Regarding the gaze cast by Li Tinglian, he naturally felt that even if there was an old Nascent Soul monster behind the other party, Wang Mo would not be too afraid to go down first.

As long as it is not that kind of extremely powerful monk, Wang Mo still has some confidence in his heart to escape.

What's more, at such a special time in Tianyuan City, no Nascent Soul cultivator would dare to risk the world.

Without thinking too much, he sent an order to Xueyi to rush back in his mind, and Wang Mo took out a dozen pieces of third-level refining materials to practice.

Not far away, a palm-sized fire phoenix and a ruler-sized green skin are chasing and frolicking, fighting happily.

Both speeds are not so fast. In this small courtyard, there are almost red and cyan lights or afterimages everywhere.

When the two first met, they seemed to be quite unfriendly to each other. Qingpi grinned at her from time to time, while Huofeng spit out a few small flames on its sensitive nose from time to time, which made it furious .

If Wang Mo hadn't sternly instructed the two not to allow the arrangement of the small courtyard to be damaged, under the conflict between the two, the various exotic flowers and plants in the small courtyard would have already been reduced to ashes.

Half an hour later, Xue Yi rushed back all the way and continued to sit in the gazebo to practice.

Wang Mo was thinking about his income during this period of time, looking for the jade slips in the storage ring from time to time, and taking them out for comparison.

From time to time, I use blank jade slips to engrave my own experience, and keep it for future reference.

Suddenly, Wang Mo frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to grab it forward, and a white glow quickly shot from the gate of the small courtyard and fell into his hand.

"Fellow Daoist is there? Peng Jianfeng took the liberty to visit, can you see him?"

Looking at the sound transmission jade slips in his hand, he input one of the true energy, and a magnetic words came out.

The voice was quite unfamiliar, obviously not someone he knew well.

"come over!"

Glancing at the bloody clothes, Wang Mo's eyes flashed, his mind moved slightly, and he sent a sound transmission to Huofeng and Qingpi, put them away, and then got up and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

With both hands pinching a waist card, the restriction in front of the courtyard was automatically opened.

Wang Mo opened the door and looked, only to see a young monk with sword eyebrows and starry eyes standing in front of the courtyard gate.

Judging from his aura, he is obviously a monk who has achieved great success in alchemy.

"I've seen senior, the master is in the courtyard!" Feeling a trace of hidden pressure from the other party, Wang Mo bowed and saluted, his eyes glanced at the other party's waist, and there was a jade tablet that was the same as his own, obviously it was also Luo Forest House residents.

"Hmm!" Peng Jianfeng nodded slightly, and walked towards the courtyard.

Wang Mo didn't care too much, after all, he was pretending to be a late-stage Foundation Establishment disciple, and the other party was obviously looking for blood clothes.

Seeing the slightly familiar face of the other party, Wang Mo recalled briefly, and then remembered that this person was one of the few alchemy monks at the exchange meeting of alchemy monks in Guangyuan Building today.

After waving the restraint, he walked towards the courtyard, and with a slight movement of his mind, Xue Yi stood up to meet the other party.

Although the Blood Dao villain has always been independent and unruly, he still has the necessary respect for monks of the same rank.

"This sect is bloodless, I have met fellow Taoist Peng!" Bloody Yi bowed his hands expressionlessly, which was regarded as a salute, and then stretched out his hand to pretense.

"Hehe, it's the impoverished person who came to visit, and I hope fellow blood monks don't take offense!" Peng Jianfeng didn't care about the coldness of the blood clothes, and he smiled slightly and saluted.

Immediately, the two sat down in the gazebo, and Wang Mo took out a set of tea sets by himself, and with a little spell in his hand, he boiled the water in the teapot, and poured tea for the two of them one by one.

After finishing these, Wang Mo stood aside, looking like a filial son and grandson who is ready to serve at any time.

"Please!" Xue Yi stretched out his hand to lure the other party to drink tea, but he refused to ask the other party what happened, with an unusually indifferent look.

"Hehe!" Peng Jianfeng was not polite, took a sip of tea from his teacup, his eyes lit up, and praised: "Good tea!"

The corner of Wang Mo's mouth twitched while watching. The other party obviously didn't take tea seriously. With his tea making skills, how could he make good tea?

But the tea is good!

"I don't know where Fellow Daoist Blood is cultivating?" Seeing that Xue Yi didn't intend to speak, Peng Jianfeng's eyes flashed, and he started to talk.

"This sect came from Yuanmo Sea!" Xueyi said casually.

"Oh, no wonder!" Peng Jianfeng immediately showed a hint of understanding, but he didn't say anything, waiting for Xueyi to ask.

When Wang Mo heard the words, his heart moved slightly, and he didn't even pay attention to the other party's intentions.

This person came to visit for no reason, and he also pretended to be deep, obviously trying to attract the bloody clothes or himself, but what did he do to attract the attention of the other party? "

Xue Yi drank his tea expressionlessly, while Peng Jianfeng looked around with an unusually calm expression. Seeing that Xue Yi had no intention of answering, he stopped talking.

After a moment of silence, the scene suddenly became awkward.

Wang Mo, on the other hand, poured tea and water for the two from time to time.

"Ahem, what Fellow Daoist Xue did in Guangyuan Building today is really unwise!" In the end, Peng Jianfeng couldn't hold his breath, and after a dry cough, he brought up the topic again, but what he meant was the incident in Guangyuan Building .

"Oh!" Xue Yi's expression moved slightly, but he just responded noncommittally.

"Hehe, Fellow Blood Daoist is from the Extreme North Yuan Demon Sea. I don't know that Li Tinglian is also normal!" Peng Jianfeng smiled slightly.

"Then what is Li Tinglian's background?" Xue Yi asked lightly.

Wang Mo moved slightly in his heart, secretly thinking that the topic is coming.

"Of course, this Li Tinglian is called 'Demon Lotus'. Although she only cultivated in the late stage of alchemy, and most of them were obtained by evil kung fu, there is a powerful backer behind it!" Seems to have finally aroused Regarding the interest in blood clothes, Peng Jianfeng said sternly.