"Don't pull them, I'm asking you, what are you doing?" Xia Qingchen said: "My little temple can't hold you a big Buddha."

Dangduanyuan's son, but succumbed to the villa's housekeeper.

If it is spread, it will be criticized, the emperor Dongyuan will go to the door to question.

Let it be a housekeeper, absolutely troublesome.

"My respect for the big brother, if there is a boundless view of the Milky Way in the sky, there is a deep sea of ​​respect for you, to you..."

Xia Qingchen waved his hand: "Okay, let's go and do our own thing."

"Yes, Zhuangzhu!" Gu Batong still pretends to be a housekeeper, bowing to the waist and saying: "Return to Zhuangzhu, the group of eagles will start tomorrow and tomorrow, please be prepared."

Xia Qingchen had no choice but to die.

"Huh." Xia Qingchen nodded, silently waiting for tomorrow.

At that time.

On the west side of the abyss, a temple-like manor hangs the word "Weichen Temple".

The richness of Aura and Yuehua here is no less than that of Baiyun Mountain Villa in Xia Qingchen. There are very few people who can live here.

"Master." Yun Huaxin knelt down in the manor, in front of a big Buddha, folded his hands together and listened to the admonition quietly.

Under the Great Buddha, a gray-dressed old nun sat cross-legged.

She was dressed in ordinary clothes, but her appearance was surprisingly beautiful.

The cheeks are dignified, the eyebrows are outlined in light ink, the nose bridge is tall, the eye sockets are slightly sunken, the lips are rosy, and the skin is firm and smooth.

If it were not for those eyes carrying the coldness of the years, it is hard to believe that the nun in front of him was over forty.

She is Xi Yuan Mo Ni, who makes young men and women frightened by the wind, is an abyss who deeply hates men and women.

At this moment, Xiyuan Mo Ni held the torn scroll in his hand and looked at it quietly.

On the scroll, there is only one ancient sword with a simple shape and a four-cornered hilt.

In the distance, it is black and lacquered, and the vicious and dangerous peaks give people a chill.

But the ancient sword, with its sharp edge, gave a sense of serenity and tranquility.

At the corner of the last calligraphy and painting, there is a line of blurred writing.

"Fight against evil and right, fight for life!" Xiyuan Mo Ni held the calligraphy and paintings, murmured affectionately: "The cultivation of my generation, Kuang Fu justice, why care for a lifetime?"

Xiyuan Mo Ni stared at his vision: "Is the God King's long-cherished wish fulfilled? Has justice in his heart been established?"

Yun Huaxin knelt in front of her, lowered her eyebrows, and dared not say a word.

Since seeing this painting, Xiyuan Mo Ni has been like a demon, whispering to the painting all day, as if resonating with the words left by the **** king.

However, she destroyed the painting.

"Unfortunately, God King is so picturesque, after all, it will kill people." Xi Yuan Mo Ni's eyes were dim and his emotions dripped.

Yun Hua felt ashamed: "Sorry, I'm wrong."

Xi Yuan Mo Ni sighed softly: "You are indeed wrong, but the person who tore the picture is the culprit."

Obviously, Xi Yuan Mo Ni has quite a few words about the person who damaged the painting.

"Who damaged it?" Xiyuan Mo Ni asked without beak.

Yun Hua thought for a while, and hesitated. If Han Xiangdong and Gu Batong were revealed, it would inevitably cause conflicts between Master Zun and the two Yuan Yuans.

The relationship between Xiyuan Moni and the two Yuanyuans was already bad. If the relationship with them deteriorated, her sin would be greater.

Thinking about it, Yunhua said: "It is the son of Nanyuan Fenghou, Xia Gongzi."

She believed that Nanyuan Fenghou was an existence that Master could not afford, and said that he was damaged. Master should not continue to pursue.

But who knows, Xi Yuan Mo Ni's eyes are cold: "Nan Yuan Feng is unmarried forever, how come heirs?"

what?

Yun Hua said in surprise: "But Baiyun Mountain Villa is Nanyuan's backyard, who can live besides his heirs?"

Xiyuan Mo Ni said lightly: "Baiyun Mountain Villa has been taken back by the tomb keeper, as long as you have the money, you can buy it."

"Ah?" Yunhua felt that he had made a big misunderstanding, and the owner of Baiyun Zhuang may not be the heir to Nanyuan Feng he imagined.

After thinking for a while, Yun Huaxin asked: "How can the Master determine that Nan Yuanfeng has no heirs? After all, she has left Linlang Island for twenty years."

Xi Yuan Mo Ni calmed down and said slowly: "Nan Yuan Feng has returned, and came to me last night."

hiss--

Yi Yun draws her heart calmly and calmly, all takes a deep breath, and her heart jumps.

The legendary vulgar true fairy, is back?

There is no wind outside!

"She... where is she?" Yun Hua asked with a terrified look.

Xi Yuan Mo Ni looks complicated: "In the other courtyard next to Baiyun Mountain Villa, I have been back for more than half a month."

Isn't the other courtyard beside Baiyun Mountain Villa the "Jingbo Hall"?

Both were once the other courts of Nanyuan Fenghou.

"Tell the owner of Baiyun Mountain Villa, since he has damaged others' things, he should compensate at the price, at most two days, he had better come to the door and give me an explanation." Xiyuan Mo Ni said.

Since Xia Qingchen is not the son of Yuan Yuan, Xi Yuan Mo Ni must of course pursue it.

There was a trace of helplessness in Yunhua's heart. She was really unexpected. The identity of the owner of Baiyun Zhuang was wrong, so that such things happened.

But the words have already been said, she can only lie down and lie down, will Xia Qingchen wronged in the end.

Xia Qingchen, who was unaware of this, came to the west of Linlang Island with Gu Batong, Yue Mingzhu, and Ling Long before the next day was bright.

On the coast, the bonfire was bright.

Thousands of people watched silently at the seaside, even if they weren't able to participate, the grand occasion of searching for the moon's pill every two years still attracted them to watch.

A giant platform has been erected on the beach, ten feet above the ground.

There are only three Yuanyuans, 18 Supreme Masters, and players who are allowed to attend the meeting.

"Big brother, I'll go up first." Gu Batong glanced in awe at the high-ranking, middle-aged black-faced senior man sitting on the high platform.

He is the famous Dongyuan Emperor, sitting on the high platform with his eyes closed, giving suffocating pressure.

It seems that he is an emperor who suppresses one side, and all creatures protrude!

"Well." Xia Qingchen nodded, watching him like a mouse and a cat, and ran to the main body of Dongyuan Emperor, and then stood upright, not even looking at random.

That's the exact opposite of his usual image of shouting five and six.

Xia Qingchen smiled, came to the entrance of the platform, took out the gold pass, and demanded three places.

He was about to go up, and suddenly a voice came from a distance: "Brother Xia, why are you here too?"

Xia Qingchen turned his head and saw that Situ Feng, who was sweaty and smelly of bird's excrement, looked at Xia Qingchen with surprise.

"Let's take a look." Xia Qingchen said casually.

Situ Feng looked at the platform with awe, quickly pulled Xia Qingchen over, and waved at Yue Mingzhu and Linglong.

He suppressed his voice very low: "You are crazy, how dare you influence the group of eagles? Those sitting on it are all the most head and face people on Linlang Island."

Xia Qingchen said: "I'm actually here..."

Situ Feng interrupted him and patted him on the shoulder: "I know, it's here to sweep bird droppings!"

In this way, Xia Qingchen discovered that many young people nearby were cleaning bird droppings, and were extremely active.