Retrograde fairy way

Magician Erluo waved his hand, and turned his head to look at the wall. All the demon cultivators naturally understood what he meant, so they stood up and stepped back respectfully. and go.

But at this moment, Mage Erlo's lips moved, but no sound came out, and then he sat at the table again and drank the wine by himself.

Not long after, a tall figure suddenly walked in from the outside of the hall, lying respectfully in the center of the hall, it was Er Duomo who had gone and returned, respectfully kowtowed: "Disciple Er Duomo pays homage to the ancestor!"

"Get up!"

Mage Erlo said calmly without even raising his eyelids.

"Thank you, Ancestor!"

Er Duomo got up respectfully, but still bowed his head, but there was a touch of excitement on his face, as if he was excited by a word from Eruo Mage.

"How is the preparation?"

Mage Erlo took a sip of his wine, squinted at him and said.

"Report to Patriarch, three treasures, Jie Yunshi, Refined Kongmu, and Storm Iron, are also sent, and the rest of the materials are all ready!"

Er Duo Mo's body trembled, and he said a little nervously.

"Quickly handle it. I'm afraid we won't be able to stay in this world for long. If necessary, you know how to do it?"

A cold light flashed in Mage Eruo's eyes, but his tone was still extremely indifferent.

"Yes, disciple understands, please rest assured, Patriarch!"

Er Duomo turned pale and said tremblingly.

"Don't worry, with your cultivation base, after you go back, this seat will naturally cast spells for you, allowing you to completely control the physical body without any sequelae, and will also give you many treasures to help you go further in the future!"

Mage Erlo raised his eyelids, and cast his eyes on him from above the wine on the table, and took a deep look at him and said.

"It is a great honor for a disciple to serve the ancestor, and he must do his best!"

Er Duomo's face flashed with joy, and then he knelt down on the ground with a plop, kowtowed hastily.

"Ok!"

Mage Erluo nodded, then leaned forward, and said lightly: "Remember what you should do, those few seriously injured people don't have to stay, and it is their blessing to contribute to my great cause of the Demon Realm! "

"Don't worry, the ancestor, the disciple will save, and the disciple will leave!"

Seeing him waving his hand as a signal, Er Duo Mo's heart was awe-inspiring, and he kowtowed knowingly and stepped back.

Looking at his leaving back, Er Duomo showed a pensive look, and the hall fell silent, leaving only the flames on the eight stone pillars roaring.

"Hey hey hey! Want to see this seat's jokes? You old bastards have made good plans. Even if the Heavenly Demon Realm is out of this realm, you, Mu Yun Spiritual Realm, can't get it safely!"

In the silent hall, the grim smile of Mage Eruo suddenly sounded, and a gust of cold wind blew up, blowing the flames on the stone pillars and making noises, mixed with a low voice: "Since the breath of the real devil , can’t attract many people, so let’s make this world completely chaotic, hahahaha!”

……

"Thank you, Brother Wang, for avenging my teacher!"

In a cave in Tianfengxuan Palace, Fu Honglian looked at a pink ropa and an emerald green snake-shaped strange blade that fluctuated strongly on the stone table, with tears in her eyes, and held them carefully in her arms. She got up and bowed to Wang Mo Yingying who was sitting with her.

"Fairy, don't be like this, when I was in the Demon Realm, my master once saved my life!"

Naturally, Wang Mo refused to be worshiped by him, so he hurriedly helped him up.

"Brother Wang..."

Fu Honglian's beautiful eyes were weeping, and her enchanting and charming face was slightly pale at this time, her vermilion lips parted slightly as if she was about to speak.

"What does the fairy have to say, but it doesn't matter!"

Wang Mo said calmly.

"When the master went to participate in the battle against the demon, he once said to the younger sister, if she falls, let me say sorry to you!"

Fu Honglian hesitated for a moment, her eyebrows frowned slightly, obviously not knowing what this meant.

"This... the past, let it pass!"

Wang Mo's expression was slightly startled, and turned into a silent sigh, shaking his head slightly.

He naturally understood what Gu Yueying's words meant.

Back then, when he sent Feng Manqing Nirvana Tianfeng back to the sect, Gu Yueying, Feng Yuhua, brother and sister Lin and the others had plotted against him. At that time, when he sacrificed the fifth-order jade talisman, it attracted Feng Wuxia's hand.

Only later did I learn that the brothers and sisters Lin were actually arranged by the Li family of the Artifact Sect in the early years, but Feng Wuxia never had a heart for them.

Now that the Artifact Refining School has undergone major changes, it has already announced that it is under the control of Tianfeng Xuangong, and Feng Wuxia just accepts it flatly.

In all fairness, anyone with a discerning eye understands that the Artifact Refining School is just seeking shelter.

hum!

Just as Wang Mo's voice fell and Fu Honglian was about to speak, a low buzzing suddenly sounded in the cave.

"Brother Wang, wait a moment!"

Fu Honglian glanced at Wang Mo apologetically, and gently stretched her jade hand towards the entrance of the cave.

As the brilliance flickered, a touch of red light was captured, and when it was retracted, it turned into a delicate red jade slip.

"It's Sister Yingying!"

Fu Honglian pasted the jade slip on her forehead, and then ascertained the information inside, and cast an inquiring look at Wang Mo.

"Since we met, let's see each other!"

Wang Mo frowned slightly, thought for a while, then nodded, indifferent.

"Well, brother Wang, wait a moment, little sister will come as soon as she goes!"

Fu Honglian put away the two treasures on the table, straightened her clothes and cheeks, let out a light breath, and made herself look the same as usual, then got up and left the cave.

Based on what she knew about Wang Mo, his actions had always been unpopular, or rather withdrawn, so she naturally wanted to ask his opinion.

Wang Mo didn't intend to get up to greet him. He didn't want too many people to know that he came here this time. When he entered the mountain gate, he changed his appearance.

If it wasn't for Feng Yingying being an acquaintance, he really didn't want to meet her here, but he believed that the other party was not a gossip, so he didn't plan to stay any longer anyway.

Not long after, I heard two crisp conversations. It was obvious that the two women were walking and chatting, but in Wang Mo's sense, there were three people.

The two girls are both alchemy monks, and the other is a Nascent Soul monk. I don't know why they came here.

Frowning slightly, Wang Mo shook his head slightly when the three of them were about to arrive, a blue color flashed across his face, and he turned into an ordinary young man, his lips squirmed, and an invisible voice came out.

The two female voices who were talking suddenly paused, but then continued to talk as if nothing had happened, and came to the front in an instant.

Feng Yingying is still in a fiery red gauze dress, with a tall and bumpy figure, and looks as full of vitality as ever. When she saw Wang Mo who stood up to greet her, her beautiful eyes were filled with joy. There was no surprise on his face, he walked quickly a few steps to the front, and saluted Yingying: "Brother Wang, I didn't expect you to come!"

"Hehe, drop by!"

Wang Mo cupped his hands and saluted, his eyes fell on the other person, but he was a tall, handsome young monk with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

"This is Feng Yanxuan, brother of the little sister clan, third brother, this is Wang..."

Seeing this, Feng Yingying hurriedly introduced her.

But before he could finish speaking, Wang Mo took a step forward, cupped his hands slightly and said, "Wang Qing, I have met fellow Taoist Feng!"

Hearing Wang Mo's claim, Feng Yanxuan frowned slightly, looked Wang Mo up and down, and when his eyes were fixed, he bowed his hands and said: "Feng Yanxuan has met Wang Daoyou!"

"Stop sticking around, sit down and talk!"

Feng Yingying, who was watching the two of them closely, gave Fu Honglian a look, Fu Honglian understood, and quickly stretched out her hand to lead the way.

"Wang Daoyou looks quite unfamiliar. I don't know where the fairyland is, and he is a high school in He Zongmen?"

After taking the tea poured by Fu Honglian, Feng Yanxuan took a sip, and casually looked at Wang Modao.

"Idle clouds and wild cranes, the world is my home!"

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth were slightly raised, and he said lightly.

He knew in his heart that this was the other party testing him, and he had noticed that the other party had probed him with his divine sense before, but with his cultivation base, how could he be seen through by a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul?

"Oh!"

Feng Yanxuan nodded, as if he didn't want to ask any more questions.

"Elder Feng, where are you here?"

When he asked about Wang Mo, Fu Honglian's face tightened, but then she relaxed and quickly changed the subject.

"I've said it before, you and Yingying are sisters, I'm her brother, you and I are equal!"

Feng Yanxuan frowned slightly, his words revealing blame.

"This……"

Fu Honglian frowned, and cast a hesitant look at Wang Mo.

This situation naturally fell into Feng Yanxuan's eyes, and then he looked at him with some surprise.

Feng Yingying's expression also tightened, fearing that something might happen, but she kept silent as if by accident.

Wang Mo, on the other hand, drank tea on his own as if nothing had happened. With his eyesight, he could tell that Feng Yanxuan came here for Fu Honglian, but what he meant was unknown.

"Little sister can save it!"

Seeing that Wang Mo didn't seem to be moved at all, the disappointment in Fu Honglian's beautiful eyes flickered, and she said to Feng Yanxuan.

"Hehe, that's good!"

Feng Yanxuan nodded with a smile, then looked at her with a straight face and said, "I wonder what Junior Sister Honglian is thinking about?"

"what……"

Fu Honglian breathed a sigh of relief at first, but she opened her small mouth slightly startled by his words, looked at Wang Mo in a state of bewilderment, and cast a look at Feng Yingying for help after a while.

But Feng Yingying didn't know why, deliberately didn't look at her, glanced at her head, and drank tea by herself as if she didn't realize it.

Wang Mo was quite surprised, he paused while drinking tea in his hand, and glanced at Fu Honglian in a little surprise.

In his impression, Fu Honglian was quite a calm person, otherwise she wouldn't have won such a big name among the foundation-building monks in the Demon Realm practice place and was called a 'witch'.

Even though his master, Gu Yueying, was behind him, he was quite decisive in his actions. If it wasn't for this person's cultivation, he thought that Fu Honglian's master had fallen in the battle against demons, so he would have bullied him and come to him. .

Wang Mo frowned slightly and set his gaze on Feng Yanxuan, but Shunji put this thought to the back of his mind. Based on what he saw before, it didn't look like the other party was relying on his cultivation to oppress Fu Honglian.

"Hehe, I don't know what makes it so difficult for the fairy? You and I are friends, why don't you tell me and listen, maybe there is a solution!"

Wang Mo thought about it for a while, and with the friendship between the two, naturally he couldn't watch Fu Honglian suffer, so he smiled slightly.

"what……"

Fu Honglian suddenly let out another cry of bewilderment, and a blush appeared on her originally pale pretty face. This strong woman who was known as the "witch" back then actually drooped her head slightly, revealing A shy expression.

Seeing such a scene, Feng Yanxuan was slightly taken aback, then glanced at Wang Mo knowingly, sighed secretly, then stood up and said: "I was the one who was abrupt, so I will take my leave first!"

"what?"

Wang Mo stared blankly, watching him get up and leave, not knowing what to sing.

Only Feng Yingying, who was at the side, gave him a helpless look, and said to herself, "It's really a piece of wood!"