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Zhang Wenfeng recognized the woman in the middle as an acquaintance at a glance, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Chu Qing'er, I haven't seen you for many years."

The three Wuxiu recognized the thief surnamed Zhang who was punished by everyone.

The enemy's road is narrow, so encounter it in such a place!

Chapter 541 Different choices

"Do you know?"

Yang Shuilan looked at the nervous three people opposite and asked casually.

After she became familiar with her own fourth-level divine power and possessed a few good treasures, she was almost a transcendent existence to the juniors of the witch clan. More than 500 years ago, she was famous for fighting among the witch clan female cultivators. The guy entrapped him, cut off his cultivation base and entered the divine way.

Zhang Wenfeng told the truth, and said with a smile: "I've made friends with each other a few times, but there is no friendship."

There was no such opportunity to block the woman who slipped and escaped from him several times in the underground cave like this.

He knew that even if Yang Shuilan broke up with the Wu Clan, he still had a passion for the Wu Clan, especially the Bai Wu, just like Wei Yan, the land master of Baihuling, had very complicated feelings, and he was not in a hurry to act.

Once a person with strong feelings establishes a friendship, he will not betray easily, which is one of the reasons why he is willing to deal with Yang Shuilan.

Yang Shuilan smiled: "The little girl is amazing!"

Being able to "fight" with Zhang Guanzhu a few times, and still be alive and kicking, deserves her praise.

Some of Zhang Guanzhu's methods have not lost to the old guardian who was still alive a few years ago.

There are too many powerful witch cultivators who died at the hands of Guanzhu Zhang, and he is not a sympathetic master.

Chu Qing'er was dressed in a neat purple outfit, which set off her slender and exquisite figure, and her pretty face was not smeared with muddy powder dyes. She had heard about the fight, in front of thirty or forty witch cultivators, who beat Elder Zhou Zhi to the point where he couldn't fight back.

But I dare not meet in a narrow way and have no way out, and make a fool of provoking the delicate and soft ex-Water Goddess in front of me.

Regarding Yang Niangniang's temper, the Great Elder shook his head and said two words: "Fire!"

"Chu Qing'er, a descendant of the White Witch, pays my respects to Lady Yang."

The martial artist and divination master behind her bowed slightly, but said nothing.

Yang Shuilan stared at Chu Qing'er's white wrist, which slipped from the cuff with her right hand touching her chest, where she wore a string of purple and black beads, only five of which were left, and said: "There is no need to be too polite. Meeting is fate, Chu Qing'er, I will give you two choices. One is to follow us to explore the ancient sites here. Life and death are up to you. Don’t expect me to rescue you in case of danger. The second is to stay here and leave after dark. It is better to explore the ancient sites in the future. Don't spoil my good deed this time with your business."

She heard from Guanzhu Zhang that the historic site here is briefly opened in the afternoon on the four evil days.

Zhang Guanzhu spent a lot of time and effort in the early stage preparations. She couldn't let the three witch clan juniors who obviously came to explore the treasure ruin their joint plan this time. She won't kill them. She is going to trap them until after dark , follow them away.

The historic site under her feet, as early as more than 500 years ago, she had heard a little bit. At that time, this split and continuous gully was called "Misty Mist Canyon". Other witch cultivators couldn't get close easily.

A few years ago, she went to the territory of the Wu Clan and passed by here, but she didn't see the scene covered by miasma. She thought that this place had been opened by some old fellows of the Wu Clan, but unexpectedly left the head and tail.

This time when she received an invitation from Guanzhu Zhang, she immediately agreed and came.

No matter how powerful the formation restriction is, after 500 years of ebb and flow of aura, it cannot be supplemented by the aura of heaven and earth, and it will be difficult to continue in the early stage of aura tide.

The black-faced man who was a martial artist asked in a deep voice, "I don't know how Yang Niangniang asked us to stay?"

Yang Shuilan didn't care about the other party's attitude, and said: "I set up a falling water formation, you stay inside, and you are not allowed to go out before dark."

The black-faced man knew that Shinto had many insidious restraint methods, so he didn't say much when he heard that the water god empress chose to trap them with formations.

Chu Qing'er discussed with the two through voice transmission, and there seemed to be a dispute. She took a few steps to the side and said, "I am willing to follow Yang Niangniang to explore the ancient sites here."

The Goddess of Water recognized the bead string she deliberately exposed, and she also knew that Empress Yang missed her old love.

Then follow along for a while, maybe you can drink some leftovers.

The black-faced man and the fortune teller stayed here by default.

People had to bow their heads under the eaves. They managed to calculate the exact opening date of the historic site here, and they didn't expect to bump into Yang Niangniang and that thief.

With the combined strength of the two, it may be possible to break through the falling water array arranged by Yang Niangniang in advance.

Yang Shuilan looked at Guanzhu Zhang, saw Zhang Guanzhu nodding with a smile, she seemed to be not dissatisfied with the three witches who searched with them alone, and the two stayed behind, so she also smiled. People have nothing to say.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of crystal clear water droplets fell on the corner five feet away, and the white mist on the ground slowly rose in a cylindrical shape, covering it in a semicircle above, forming a simple falling water formation.

The black-faced man and the fortune-teller walked in silently, unable to resist, and said that the condition was to bring shame on themselves.

Yang Shuilan threw some light blue water droplets to Chu Qing'er, and said, "You are very smart, but you must take precautions. You can hold this 'Shui Lin Ye' in the palm of your hand."

Without further ado, Chu Qing'er stretched out her left hand to grab it, and the water droplets turned cold and disappeared.

This is a very powerful divine way restriction. The woman's decisiveness made Yang Shuilan take a high look and said, "Let's go!" She walked forward and walked to the left along the cracked passage. There are many such natural cracks in the rope ditch.

Chu Qing'er followed closely, facing the Taoist surnamed Zhang with a gentle smile, she felt insecure.

The donkey leaned in front of the temple master, and said via voice transmission: "This little girl has a very upright figure, charming and charming, with a pair of long legs that are unfathomable... Tsk tsk, she is charming and seductive."

In fact, it doesn't appreciate human women at all, it treats them all the same, deliberately flirting with the viewer.

After staying in Dingxi City for such a long time, it has learned a lot of nonsense and foul language from those old oily monks, and the juniors like Little Fatty want to maintain their image, so they panic. In front of the temple master, it has The image of a fart, it is a noisy and happy donkey.

Zhang Wenfeng raised his hand and slapped the poor donkey on the ass.

I haven't heard Lu Zijin rap for a long time.

This guy is promising, and the nasty words come out as soon as he opens his mouth.

The two people who stayed in the same place waited for half a quarter of an hour, and the dark-faced man said via voice transmission: "Brother Mou, they have gone far away, look at the falling water formation that Yang Shuilan arranged casually, where is the flaw?"

The fortune-teller in black opened his eyes, pinched the right hand of the tactic to designate the column formed by the white mist on the left hand side, and said: "Break this one first, and then we will see the subsequent evolution, and we can go out after breaking one more. "

"okay!"

The black-faced man raised his fist, and slammed wildly at the fog column formed by the formation.

With dozens of punches, the fog column was completely scattered.

At the moment when the falling water and mist filled the formation, the fortune teller turned around abruptly, pointed at the sky where the mist column could not be seen, and shouted: "Hurry up!" The magic formula in his hand was released suddenly, attacking the empty space in the mist, There suddenly appeared an inconspicuous vortex.

Sneered in her heart, Yang Shuilan underestimated him too much, just fell into the water formation, and wanted to trap him as the formation master?

He scoffed at Chu Qing'er's decision to go on an adventure with Yang Shuilan despite her advice. Apart from being good-looking and tall, that woman is really clueless and stupid. If she is really in danger, Yang Shuilan won't use that woman as a shield?

Things that can be figured out with a little use of the brain, you have to gamble on luck.

The black-faced man slammed violently at the exposed fog vortex, smashing the vortex with more than ten punches.

Seeing the fog break away, the black-faced man stopped and said with a laugh: "Let's call for more people, and notify Elder Zhou and Mu Shanshen to block Yang Shuilan and the thief in the ancient site, and catch turtles in an urn."

The fortune teller hissed: "Notify quietly, don't make it public, wait for me to calculate good or bad luck."

A bone plate appeared in his hand.

Suddenly, a strong suction force held the two people whose expressions had changed drastically. On the stone wall behind them, a black hole appeared at some point, dragging the two roaring and struggling ruthlessly into it step by step. Their voices could not penetrate the nearby thin fog.

The mist flowed, and the holes on the stone wall disappeared without a trace.

Chapter 542 The beginning of the land of right and wrong

Chu Qing'er quickly turned her head and glanced at the man staring at her from behind, like a light on her back, as if she felt quite uncomfortable being seen through, she wanted to warn the man with her eyes, when her eyes touched the gentle eyes that seemed to be disdainful, she Can't muster the courage to argue with it.

Said that the other party "molested" her with his eyes?

Her current status is quite embarrassing, she is not considered a prisoner, nor is she a companion.

The donkey followed the temple master in a daze, chattering about the sound transmission, like a magic voice filling his ears: "God master, you have been staring at that little mother's ass, what's so interesting? That ass is not as big as a mother donkey's wife, don't you, temple master? Can you see through the clothes? Why don’t you speak, Lord…”

"Lu Zijin, shut your donkey's mouth!"

"Monastery master, I kept my mouth shut. You don't need to open your mouth for sound transmission. Monastery master, you haven't told me what's so good about that little girl's skin. Give me some experience, and I'll try it later."

"Lu Zijin, you have been in Dingxi City for nine months. You have made great progress, and even the temple master dares to tease you? After the experience is over in April, I think you can continue to stay in Dingxi City to protect the next group of disciples. You How do you feel?"

"Monastery Lord, your energy-raising skills have regressed. What I said before, how annoying you are, you always answer every question. Now that I'm talking about it, it means that you are so angry. This is not okay, let's continue to discuss... ...Where did it come from? My lord, look at my memory, it's easy to forget things when I drink less."

The donkey has gained a lot of knowledge in Dingxi City. Every day when he is wandering, he can be seen everywhere on the street.

It took out the posture of hob meat, messing around with the viewer.

Where can there be a Taoist temple in Dingxi City?It went crazy to stay in that damn place.

Zhang Guanzhu finally moved his eyes away from the woman in front of the supervisor, and stared at the donkey's long black and hairy face. This guy hasn't spoken much for nine months, is something wrong?

Seeing it, the donkey immediately shut up, its hairs on the spines all over, and woke up the various tricks the spectator used to deal with it. It wished to raise its hoof and slap itself in the mouth. It was a mistake to drink too much.

Yang Shuilan, who was exploring along the crack, stopped suddenly.

Even if the weird mist in this place can cover part of the spiritual detection, she still has the means of the gods to sense the formation she set up. The two trapped in the falling water formation are breaking through the formation, and there is a sneer on her face.

Don't know how to live or die, when her warning is on deaf ears?

A red witch and a black witch dared to go against her will, I don't know how to write the dead word!

She didn't turn around, and pinched a formula with her left hand. There was a strange blue water light fluctuation in the water jacket on her body. She quietly sensed the movement over there, and the coldness at the corner of her mouth became more and more obvious.

She didn't bother the two of them to break the formation. She waited for the formation to break before taking action to cut off the hope of the two of them.

The two people and the donkey following behind all stopped.

Chu Qing'er had already guessed that it was those two companions who were trapped in the formation, and she couldn't wait to break the formation. She is really a fool without thinking. She took Yang Niangniang's kindness as a bully, so why didn't she think that it might be a trap to test them?

Some people are just stupid. Fortunately, she didn't stay and be implicated by them.

Seeing Yang Shuilan's expression, Zhang Wenfeng stopped looking, and continued to stare at Chu Qing'er.

The donkey is so talkative, he only wants to satisfy his mouth craving, and when he goes back, he will slowly help him sharpen his mood.

"My lord, I was wrong. Your lord has a lot of people who don't care about me. I will change my mind and be a good donkey from now on."

Donkeys transmit voices to beg for mercy, but good donkeys don't suffer immediate losses.

Isn't it just to have fun with the audience by chatting and chatting, which can also offend the audience?

"Then what do you say is wrong?"

"You shouldn't tease the viewer that you're spying on the little lady."

"Lu Zijin, you don't have enough guts now. You drink and fatten up in Dingxi City every day. It's been a long time since you copied the scriptures? It's a waste of schoolwork. Go back and make up all the previous ones."

"Uh uh!"

The donkey shut up completely, blinked his big innocent eyes, and didn't even let him tell the truth?

Where did the priest who could pull a boat in his belly go?Be careful, Lord Guan.

Yang Shuilan's figure suddenly turned into a water wave and disappeared in place, and a voice came: "There is a third-order perfection beast making troubles. Be careful, and return to the previous entrance position quickly."

Chu Qing'er was taken aback. At present, there are not many witch beasts of the Wu tribe that have been cultivated to the early stage of the second level. Even 500 years ago, the seniors of the Wu tribe seldom raised the witch beasts to the third level or above.

Witch beasts are spiritually deficient, and there have been many disasters where high-level witch beasts backfired.

Zhang Wenfeng drew his sword in his hand, with indifferent eyes, he motioned for Chu Qing'er to turn around and walk forward, he would not do anything knowing that Yang Shuilan wanted to keep Chu Qing'er, there are many ways to kill people, why bother with Yang Shuilan because of this?

A thunderbolt was brewing in the donkey's mouth, and he moved forward quickly with the temple master, one left and one right.

Chu Qing'er was holding the string of life-saving beads in her hand, walking in fear, she realized that the donkey was not a good stubble.

Fortunately, nothing happened, and they returned to the entrance of the passage smoothly. The ground was messy, leaving countless potholes. The two witches disappeared, and only Yang Shuilan was holding a bone plate in his hand, exploring around the stone wall.

"When they broke through the formation and I was about to use my backhand, the earth witch beast suddenly appeared from this stone wall and attacked the two of them by some means. On the way, I was attacked by several strange attacks, so I was one step behind. Let that Bijiwu beast slip away."

Yang Shuilan simply explained.

It is already obvious that there are more than one witch beasts left over from more than 500 years ago hidden in this place.

Tier-[-] consummated witches and beasts fight their lives, and their combat power is not inferior to that of ordinary fourth-tier witches, and the terrain here is quite unfavorable to them.

With the few magic weapons in her hands, she is not afraid of witches and beasts with low intelligence, but with Guanzhu Zhang and Chu Qing'er, things are a bit tricky. She is worried that there are remnants of old guys from before driving the witches and beasts.

Throwing the pelvis in her hand to Chu Qing'er, Yang Shuilan said decisively: "You leave here. After a month, go to Liuzhihe and find me to help you undo the witchcraft on you."

Chu Qing'er put away the bone plate left by her companion fortune teller, she was thankful again that she didn't stay with the two of them, she stroked her chest and saluted, and said, "Don't worry, Yang Niang, Qing'er will not return to Chang'er within three days. city."

For the rest, she didn't dare to make any promises, so she hurriedly flew out and left this land of right and wrong.

That Guanzhu Zhang stared at her back unkindly, which startled her every step of the way.

"Should we continue to investigate, or stop here, or call Shangtu Taoist friends together next time, Guanzhu Zhang, you speak, I am the guest and you are the host, listen to you."

The water jacket on Yang Shuilan's body moved slightly with light waves, and the sound transmission said.

Zhang Wenfeng thought about the sound transmission and asked: "Will the Bijiu witch devour two third-level witch cultivators advance before Xiawu?"

He guessed that the witch beast hidden here was restricted, otherwise it would not just be a few monks missing.