"Who? Who should play?"

Fang Cun's words made Dongyouyuan and other spectators feel slightly curious.

Before fighting with Lu Pingsheng, Fang Cun invited Mr. Qu’s granddaughter, and because Fang Cun first admitted that he was not good at martial arts and only knew theories, everyone felt that it was understandable. The people of Chaoge love to watch the excitement and have their own set. They love to watch the lively rules, they can accurately distinguish that Fang Cun and the Three Mountains and Four Courts are fighting for the truth, not the bravery of one person, so as long as he has the relevant truth, then whether he personally takes action and competes with others, Is an understandable thing...

Besides, it’s not uncommon for both sides to ask for help in this kind of competition between horses and horses.

The cat of your sect scratched the paw of the dog of our sect, and then the two low-level disciples fought, brought out the high-level disciples, and the elders, and finally the two factions came out together and set up a long-term battle outside the city. It’s actually not uncommon to live or die...

What makes people curious is, who will Fang Cun invite this time?

To deal with Lianshen Mountain, invite the four great masters, deal with Danxia Mountain, invite Mr. Qu Lao, deal with Guanyun Mountain, invite Mr. Qu Lao’s granddaughter... These are all easy to say, but Dongyouyuan was originally the only one in Daxia, and Who can help him?

"The only way to melt souls, Dongyouyuan is embarrassed to take it out to embarrass Mr. Fang Er?"

When everyone was very curious, they sighed softly and faintly sounded in everyone's ears, unspeakably comfortable.

The accent is not very positive.

For a moment of curiosity, everyone turned their heads and looked, and they saw the direction of the gate of the old scholastic school. The crowd spread out. Walking ahead was a woman in a black dress. Behind her, there were two rows of people wearing white. A skirt, a graceful waitress, a woman in a black skirt walked in the middle, holding a jade plate covered with white gauze in both hands, and a silk scarf covering half of her face, and walked faintly.

"That is……"

Everyone looked at these women curiously, especially carefully looking at their robes and figures, as well as the lines on their skirts.

Then he took a closer look at his figure.

Many people secretly thought: "I don't know!"

On the contrary, the Dongyouyuan and the well-informed Old Jingyuan frowned slightly, as if they had guessed something.

Seeing these women's robes, the gods have guessed their origins, but instead of showing their jealousy and solemnity, they frowned, and did not hide the disgust between their brows, and said coldly: "You are here What are you doing here?"

The woman in the black dress was not surprised by his reaction, and only quietly replied: "Naturally, I am here to help Mr. Fang Er!"

The godless face was cold: "This is my Daxia's "Soul Sutra" dispute. What qualifications do you despicable people have to blend in?"

This has been said unceremoniously.

There were also many people in the field, because of these words, they suddenly guessed the origin of these women.

Is it a member of the Witch race?

Few people participate in the "Soul Sutra" in Daxia, but more witches.

But now, the great luck of the Great Xia is prospering, and many of the Witches have also voted into the Divine Kingdom of the Great Xia. To a certain extent, this is also a kind of pressure on the Dongyouyuan, but the Dongyouyuan has always been regarded as the orthodox. Naturally, I look down on these Wu Clan Qi refiners. I always feel that Dongyou Academy's participation in the "Soul Sutra" is about learning, while the "Soul Sutra" of the "Soul Sutra" is a way of harming people...

"Perhaps my Witch Clan Moon Department is not qualified to compete with Chaoge Cave Secluded Courtyard!"

It seems that the woman in the black dress didn’t react fiercely, just a slight unpleasant color between her words, and said lightly: “But we have a great grace for preaching by Mr. Fang Er, naturally I should do something for his old man!"

These words moved out of Fang Cun, but immediately made the godhead do not know how to answer.

"Old man..."

Sitting on one side, Fang Cun couldn't help but smiled and pressed his nose, thinking that the name was a bit interesting.

From the very beginning, he had already guessed that the follow-up would not be easy, so from that time onwards, he had set out the following battles, and he intended to pass these battles to take a good look at the three mountains and four. The secret of the courtyard is not passed on, therefore, it is naturally impossible for him to think about how to fight the "Soul Sutra" with Dongyouyuan until now...

There are very few people who participated in the "Soul Sutra" by Daxia, but Fang Cun happened to know one.

That is the month of the Wu clan, Yuehanzhuang!

He had already asked Yue Hanzhuang to help once in Qingjiang County.

It was also after that time when he was busy, he solved Yuehanzhuang's pill Gu and let her go free.

At that time, Yue Hanzhuang seemed to be hiding from the plague, and immediately took the people away from Qingjiang City, as if she was afraid that Fang Cun might have something to do with Fang Cun. Then, because of her attitude, Fang Cun was not at first. I didn’t have much confidence to invite her, so I just sent her a letter with polite words, and then seriously figured out about fighting against Lian Shen Shan...

Yue Hanzhuang quickly replied a letter, his words were light, reserved and proud.

Fang Cun was busy at the time, so he didn't reply, he just glanced at it briefly and put it aside for now.

Then seven days later, Yue Hanzhuang sent another letter.

Then three days later, another one came along with some gifts.

Later, there was another...

Another...

When Fang Cun finished his work, he was surprised. He looked at the pile of letters, and then one by one, watching Yue Hanzhuang’s tone change from being proud to being close, and from being close to being close. I changed from being close to a little awe, and from awe to flattering. In the end, the words seemed almost to depend on the upper inch. I said that I will leave for a visit and see if I can help...

"What the **** is this?"

Fang Cun was stunned.

Not waiting for him to figure out this question, Yue Hanzhuang has already brought someone to...

In desperation, he can only treat each other with courtesy. After several talks, Fang Cun can understand...

This Wu Clan Moon Tribe is really real...

At first, she avoided herself, naturally because she was the younger brother of Xianshi Fangchi, and had a natural unhealthy physique. She was afraid of getting into trouble because of this, but she did not expect that after Qingjiang, Fang Cun arrived at Yuancheng and was treated well by Yuancheng. Fan fought against the Nanjiang Demon Race and won another big victory, but after that, he took advantage of the situation and won the battle of Wentian Mountain, and there was a disaster for the Nanjiang Demon Race...

At the same time, the Moon Tribe of the Witch Clan is experiencing a life of exclusion from the Ju clan moving to Yuancheng.

So in this contrasting life, they quickly understood who is the thigh and who is the source of the disaster...

Although these words were observed by Fang Cun and did not say clearly, after some conversations afterwards, Yue Hanzhuang clearly aggrieved: "I was thinking about how to ask you for help. Your letter has come. Since it is you If you take the initiative to send me a letter, then I naturally want to be more reserved, aren’t all of you Daxia girls like this? But who would have thought that once I was reserved, you would have no voice..."

As he said, he looked at Fang Cun faintly: "You are a big man, are you too small-minded?"

"?"

Fang Cun really felt wronged.

I do have a small mind, but what does this matter have to do with a small mind...

...

...

However, with the help of the Witch Clan's Moon Ministry, the battle with Dongyouyuan was no longer a problem.

Fang Cun appeared late on this day and was busy with this matter.

It’s not because you value Dongyouyuan, but because you don’t pay attention to it...

... Fang Cun only started summoning Yue Hanzhuang after getting up this morning to prepare for this fight.

... and only halfway through the preparations, when he heard about the Phoenix King's injury, he ran out impatiently.

He is not worried.

Because he knows that if the Wu Clan Moon Tribe wants to enter the mainstream of Daxia, and even make a name for itself, he needs to win this battle more than himself.

...

...

"Since this is the case, then I don't know if you plan to give us any problems for the second son of Fang?"

The **** of Dongyouyuan knew that he could not continue arguing with the Witch Clan Yuebu on this issue, so he could only frown and speak.

It's just that kind of contempt in the bones, but it can't be eliminated in a word or two.

"You showed Mr. Fang Er an object and raised a problem. We also want to show you an object and ask!"

Yue Hanzhuang said softly, raising his hands slightly, and then added: "Of course, my Wu Clan Yue Department does not have enough skills to make this thing. Thanks to Mr. Fang Er's guidance, I can make it. It’s okay to think of this problem as being given to you by Mr. Fang Er, hehe, after all, in this world, not everyone except your Dongyouyuan understands the "Soul Sutra"..."

"So sensible..."

Fang Cun nodded secretly, and at this time he did not forget to Gu Quan his face.

Hearing these words, the gods couldn't help frowning, and said indifferently: "Take it out and have a look!"

Yue Hanzhuang nodded lightly, then let go of her hand.

The jade plate she had previously held with both hands~lightnovelpub.net~ At this time, it naturally hung in the air, and then she swung her sleeves away, and the white gauze on it was suddenly uncovered, and everyone around was curious. It seems that I saw a small jade carving in the jade plate...

This jade sculpture is like a woman, seeming to fly away.

What is surprising is that this jade sculpture is slightly rough, but it clearly has a hint of indescribable agility.

"The question you are asking is that there are a few souls in there, but the question I want to ask is just the opposite of yours..."

Yue Hanzhuang spoke softly, pointing to the jade sculpture in his hand, and said: "In this jade sculpture, there is a soul. It was a ghost repair by accident. Later, because of thunder and catastrophe, he escaped into the jade, but Unexpectedly, something went wrong, and I am still trapped in it so far. What I want to ask you is, how can I rescue her without hurting her soul?"

"Hid the soul in jade?"

Hearing this question, the genius' face suddenly condensed slightly.

He turned his head subconsciously, looked at the principal of Dongyouyuan, and saw that he was frowning now.