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Chapter 567 Worry
Eleven o'clock at midnight.

All the people in Tianyong City have already entered a deep dreamland.

But the residence of Master Baixuan was still brightly lit.

He still dressed rigorously for going out, and he didn't have time to rest in the middle of the night, so he put on a comfortable nightgown to sleep.

He was sitting in the hall with a pot of tea in front of him, looking in the direction of Jing'er's residence from time to time, paying attention to the movement there.

He was worried about that little girl Jing'er, and also worried that Snow Wolf would hurt Jing'er if he had an attack, so he didn't go to bed early tonight as usual.

The whole Qingju is very quiet.

Tonight is the critical moment for the snow wolf to control the spell, and it must not be disturbed. Master Baixuan frowned when he thought of the Demon Lord. If you get hurt, it will be troublesome.

Thus, Master Baixuan contacted Mozun.

Right in front of Master Baixuan, a mirror of water appeared.

In the water mirror, Mozun was sitting cross-legged on Heifengya. He was meditating and practicing. When he saw the connection with Master Baixuan, doubts flashed across his expressionless face.

"You were looking for me at night, but something happened to her?" Mozun frowned, with a worried expression on his face. Of course, the one he was talking about could only be Jing'er, and anyone who could make Mozun ask questions, except Jing'er, so far, there is no second person.

"Jing'er is fine, I want to tell you, don't come to Qingju tonight, even if Jing'er is a little dangerous, don't come here." Master Baixuan said seriously, he felt that it was necessary to explain to Mozun first , lest Mozun be impulsive and do irreversible things once he encounters Jing'er.

"What do you mean by that?" Mozun frowned even tighter, then, after thinking for a while, seeing Master Baixuan's dignified expression, he felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly, the figure of Demon Lord disappeared in the water mirror, and the next moment, his tall and straight figure appeared in front of Reverend Baixuan.

"I didn't expect that you would come to Qingju in person for the sake of the little girl." Master Baixuan sighed softly. He must be very concerned about Jing'er's affairs.

"What will happen to her tonight?" Mozun asked, frowning, looking towards Jing'er's bedroom, but at this moment, Qingju was quiet, and nothing happened.

"Sit down first and have a cup of tea. I'll tell you slowly." Master Baixuan smiled and poured Mozun a cup of tea.

It was just in time for Mozun to come, and he could drink tea with him, and he didn't have to stay here alone, and he was always worried that Mozun would come out to make trouble.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Mozun frowned, and sat down in front of Reverend Baixuan, seeing that Reverend Baixuan was dressed in casual clothes during the day, he felt even more strange that he didn't sleep here at night. Drinking tea, no matter what, is not a normal thing.

Master Baixuan explained to Mozun in detail how Jing'er helped Xuelang spend the night.

Mozun looked at Master Baixuan slightly dissatisfied, and snorted disapprovingly, "That little human has a thin body and doesn't know magic, how can she help that snow wolf through the difficult time, you won't be afraid of that snow wolf getting hurt she?"

"I'm also worried about whether that little girl will be hurt by the snow wolf, so I'm staying up all the time, staying here and waiting for her movement, so that I can solve it as soon as possible." Master Baixuan said in a low voice. sigh.

"There are no other candidates and solutions? Aren't you the best candidate?" Mozun looked at Master Baixuan, and frowned when he thought that the little human was facing the snow wolf who would lose consciousness and go mad at any moment. Tight, can't help worrying, wishing to go over there now to see how it is now.

"Snow Wolf's favorite is Jing'er. You must know that Jing'er healed Xue Lang's injuries in the Buzhou Mountains before, and Xue Lang also saved Jing'er. The relationship between Jing'er and Xue Lang has long been doomed. Therefore, only Jing'er can help Snow Wolf." Master Baixuan said quietly.

"Buzhou Mountain Range?" Mozun closed his eyes slightly, because he didn't pay much attention to the previous things, so he had almost forgotten about it.

"Yes, do you still remember that tiger from Hushan in the Buzhou Mountains who nearly killed Jing'er but had its eyes gouged out? The tiger's eyes were dug out by Snow Wolf. Gouging out the tiger's eyes, so that the tiger can't see where Jing'er is, I'm afraid that Jing'er will be buried in the tiger's belly now." Master Baixuan nodded, reminding Mo Zun some memories.

Only then did Mozun recall that the dangerous situation of that little human being at that time almost made his heart beat faster and made him frightened.

"We human beings pay attention to repaying kindness and paying attention to the cause and effect. Jing'er healed the snow wolf, so the snow wolf saved Jing'er's life. Now, the snow wolf is in trouble, so it is natural for Jing'er to repay it. Therefore, this is their The causal connection between them." Bai Xuan said.

Mozun sneers at the human world's plan to repay the cause and effect, but he has no prejudice against the snow wolf who rescued Jing'er.

Picking up the teacup, he raised his head and poured down a whole cup of tea. Mozun also looked at Jing'er's residence from time to time, paying attention to the movement there, which made him a little restless.

Reverend Baixuan watched Mozun drink his good tea in a heroic manner like a cow drinking water, regret flashed across his face, he shook his head, and couldn't help saying, "Good tea should be tasted slowly, you can drink it in a whole cup like this , where can you taste the sweet fragrance in the tea?"

"This seat is better at tasting wine." Mozun snorted coldly, took the teapot from Master Baixuan spontaneously, and poured himself another cup of tea.

"What a waste." Master Baixuan shook his head, feeling sorry for his good tea.

"Why don't you just drink this tea, there's nothing to waste, it's still going to be drunk in your stomach anyway." Mozun snorted coldly, feeling disapproving of Master Baixuan's strange thoughts.

It's really strange, they all say that differences do not conspire with each other, Baixuan really likes to taste tea, but Mozun likes to drink, the two people's preferences are completely irrelevant, yet they can become friends, this is really strange of.

"Just stay calm and don't be impatient. I believe that with Jing'er's intelligence, she will handle it very well." Master Baixuan looked at Mozun who was more worried than him, and couldn't help comforting him.

"I'm going to take a look." Mozun couldn't sit still, stood up, and was about to go to Jing'er to have a look.

"Wait a minute, if you go, I'm afraid it will make Snow Wolf's spell even more powerful. Its spell is black spell, and your miasma gas belongs to the dark type. If you go there, you will be more powerful." It fuels the arrogance of that black spell, so you must not go." Master Baixuan hurriedly stopped him.

Suddenly, the sound of howling wolves came from Jing'er's side room...

(End of this chapter)