Dressed As a Grass

    The girl in front of her had a calm demeanor, no makeup on her face, no accessories on her body, only a snow-white hosta was inserted into her ink hair, and her youth was hard to hide.

    The tree demon didn't change into a human form, so he said directly: "Tianjian Zong Zhai Wangyou? Why, did you find the whereabouts of my little fox?"

    It’s only been two days, is the cultivation world very small?

    Although the tone of the tree demon was gentle, Zhai Wangyou still felt ashamed.

    I didn't go looking for the little fox that my seniors said in the past two days.

    She shook her head: "The younger generation hasn't looked for it yet, and it's here for something else."

    The Dryad's tone remained the same: "What's the matter?"

    Zhai Wangyou said with anticipation: "Senior once saw with my own eyes that my master was dug out of the inner elixir, and...and died of serious injuries. This time, this junior came because I heard that Master was not dead. , so I came here to ask you for confirmation."

    The whole face of the tree demon sank: "She really died, although she didn't die at the time, but I only lasted less than three days to save her, and my little fox also died because of She ran off to the world of comprehension and has not returned yet."

    The middle-aged Taoist nun was too worried and didn't know what to say to the little fox, so the little fox sneaked away to the cultivation world, and did not come back for so long.

    Zhai Wangyou froze in place, the hope that had just risen was dashed again, so was it just a delusion? Master she...

    So her dream grass…

    She bowed to the tree demon and thanked: "Thank you senior for helping Master and saving me. When the junior goes back, he will definitely try his best to find the whereabouts of the little fox in return for his kindness. "

    The tree demon looked at the back of her hurriedly leaving, and shouted from behind: "My little fox has just become a demon pill, and she can't change shape, she is a little fox of three hundred years. Demon, red, very innocent and simple..."

    From a distance, when she saw Zhai Wangyou nod her head, she narrowed her brows and sighed, the little fox is too playful, when will she be back.

    Zhai Wangyou returned to the realm of self-cultivation, and before she could go down the mountain, she noticed that the communication jade in the storage ring had changed, and she stopped.

     "Senior Sister, the master of the blue window of the deacon hall sees you, is it convenient for you to see her now?"

    It was the voice of Guanlan, so I used this jade talisman to send a message because I didn't go directly to the north mountain peak to disturb.

    She only claimed to be in retreat for half a day, but someone came looking for her.

    "See you."

    Despite increasing the speed, it was noon when Zhai Wangyou returned to Beishan Peak.

    "Fairy Wangyou really told me to wait."

    As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard the sound of the green window.

    Zhai Wangyou's face was slightly cold: "Junior is retreating, who brought the senior here?" Didn't he say that if there is no major event, he should not be disturbed?

    Someone just came to visit, how did they bring people.

    Qing Chuang smiled: "I just saw that you are not on this northern mountain, so I took the initiative to wait."

    Zhai Wangyou thought about it, his eyes became cold again, just let an outsider walk around like this, no one followed...

    Sect Master retreats all day, Nanshan Elder has always been indifferent, Master has an accident again, and the management of the sect is becoming more and more relaxed.

    She sighed in the bottom of her heart and looked at Qing Chuang: "What is the matter of senior?"

    "I want to ask you a little thing, what does Fairy Wangyou usually do with the dreaming grass in her dreams?" Qing Chuang raised her eyebrows and smiled, her eyes fixed on Zhai Wangyou .

    Zhai Wangyou was slightly startled, are they already dreaming?

    "Are you willing to let me go to other people's dreams to do what you have done?"

    "I only want you."

    "Sister, will you go find me?"

    "Sister, I will find a way to come back"

    She remembered the whisper in a trance, the emotions in her eyes fluctuated, and her voice was cold and emotionless: "I never did anything."

    Qing Chuang smiled again: "I know, so what did the dream grass do to you in the dream?" Is it really an unconscious attack?

    Zhai Wangyou felt a little bit of vigilance in his heart, what does this person seem to be asking for proof? Could it be that the dream grass did something in the dream?

    Will it be like that between them...

    No matter what it is, as long as it is beneficial to the dream grass, she has a decision in her heart.

    "Let it be."

    With just four words, Qing Chuang couldn't ask any more questions. Was she really letting that grass strangle her neck in her dream?

    She raised her eyebrows: "I heard that Fairy Wangyou makes that grass fall into a dream every day, it's really unbearable for ordinary people."

    Dream every day? Can't bear what ordinary people can't bear?

    Zhai Wangyou almost summoned his own long sword, what did the dream grass say to others...

    How can outsiders listen to what happened between them...

    Seeing that Zhai Wangyou's expression did not change, and the blue window ghost opened his spiritual sense, then he was shocked, the late Nascent Soul!

    Yesterday was still in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and a breakthrough was made in one night? is it possible?

    The Dreaming Grass already belongs to her. Could it be that Zhai Wangyou has other secret techniques, and that grass is not very useful?

    But it doesn't look like she was so indecisive yesterday.

    She glanced at the foot of the mountain, and said quietly: "It seems that Fairy Wangyou has other ways to improve her cultivation, and the effect of that grass doesn't seem to be very good."

    Zhai Wangyou's eyes are slightly turbulent, isn't it good?

    She hesitated for a moment, then said lightly: "She is just my pet."

     With one more chance of breakthrough, it is always earned.

    "At least let you confirm the news of Beishan Elder's death, did Fairy Wangyou want to go back on her word? Say goodbye." Qing Chuang sneered. He didn't get any useful news today, so he ran for nothing.

    Go back now and let that grass dream, you can only dream once a day, so don't waste the opportunity.

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    Deacon Hall, when the blue window returned to the room, he opened the purple-gold cover, transformed into the size of the room, and let himself be in it.

    "Quickly fall into the dream." The attitude of the command, the tone of impatience.

    Xi Zhou did not speak, and obediently turned into a human figure.

    In the dream, she still pretended to be unconscious, but this time she struck harder and more decisively than last time.

    Since you can't refuse, then go out early, and by the way, don't let this old witch feel better.

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