The girl in white had cold eyebrows and her expression would not change for a moment. She still looked distant, her eyes were lighter, and she looked even more cold and indifferent.

"It's okay." Jing Mo's voice was plain and there was no fluctuation in this scene. She silently glanced at the sword cultivator in front of her and nodded slightly politely, "Thank you."

"The brothers and sisters of the same school will not thank you in the future." Mu Ci withdrew his sword, "The trial was unexpected and could not continue. You can go with me first."

Jing Mo Bingliang's white fingertips clasped the scabbard, and unconsciously used some force. After a second or two, he said yes.

The girl has a cold personality and is taciturn: "Please trouble senior brother."

Mu Ci smiled and said it was okay.

The two left side by side, Jing Mo lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes half covered her light-colored eyes. The shadows that fell in the forest were reflected in her clear and cold pupils, as if there was a layer of cold mist. At that moment, she looked back without any trace and glanced at the corpses of the three demon cultivators. The girl only glanced at her, and her eyes were not in line with her indifference at this age. She quickly withdrew her gaze and pulled off her thin lips, with a subtle curve.

At this moment, Jing Mo's spiritual consciousness suddenly became hot, and without any warning, she paused her walking movements.

In the void, a small line of golden small characters appeared in a place where only she could see it.

"Seriously injured, come back."

The girl's originally cold expression became more and more cold and inhumane at this moment. She held the sword in her hand tightly and stopped her steps.

Mu Ci asked with a smile: "What's wrong."

Jing Mo thought of reasonable words in just a moment, and she pursed her lips coldly and opened her mouth...

In a short time,

All the trialists in the forest were escorted away by the inner disciples of Xuanqing Sect and returned to Xuanqing Sect.

Before the arrival of the Xuanqing Sect disciples, Ranbai had already woken up Ruan Yin, who was unconscious, and then broke the formation and walked out of the forest.

When the disciples of Xuanqing Sect saw Ranbai outside, they were stunned for a moment. The eldest disciple Wen Run bowed, "Miss Mo."

The girl in red nodded, with a nice and ostentatious voice, "Don't worry about me, just go in and find someone."

The eldest disciple said yes.

The disciples behind him looked back at Ran Bai for several times, touched the girl's lazy and casual gaze and smiled friendly. After entering the forest, they said softly: "Who is the first place in the first level of trial?"

"The one who finished the advanced level in less than an hour." said another disciple.

This matter was too outrageous, and almost the entire Xuanqing Sect knew about it. It is said that even the immortals were alarmed, just to avoid affecting the trials of others, and they did not do anything for the time being, but just observed silently.

Some of them corrected: "To be precise, it cannot be called "travel."

"She has just... broken the formation?"

"It seems there is no second statement."

“So beautiful.”’

Xuanqing Sect has always eliminated demons and killed demons, and now it has eliminated all the rampant demon cultivators in the forest in the shortest time.

But the second round of trial was also forced to end.

After Ranbai returned to Xuanqing Sect, she narrowed her eyes and thought for a while. Instead, she walked around the back mountain again and broke into the formation with a familiarity.

I found that the formation this time was completely different from the last time, and it was obviously rearranged, which was even more dangerous.

“…”

Ranbai took two full hours to break the formation this time before entering Duanyuan Peak.

She looked at the unfamiliar scenery in front of her, with faint ink and mist swaying in the distant mountains.

The Demon Lord curled the corners of his lips, his expression calmly, as if he was walking in Duanyuan Peak.

It is March, and peach blossoms bloom everywhere.

The branches are lush and the leaves are colorful.

Ranbai glanced at the blooming peach blossoms, reached out to pick one from the peach tree. The light pink petals set off her fair skin and slender finger bones. She lowered her eyes and played with it casually in her hands.

"Flowers have spiritual consciousness, so they are not allowed to be picked at will."

A clear and cold voice sounded behind me.

Ranbai turned around and saw the figure of Xueyi standing in the peach forest. She was tall and indifferent. She appeared at some point and looked at her with a sword.

"I picked it for the Immortal Lord." The Red-clothed Demon Lord was not surprised. Yu Chen should have sensed it when she broke into the formation, not to mention that she was here to find Yu Chen. The girl smiled and said, "The peach blossom beauty is fragrant, she is just right."

Her tone was a bit frivolous, and her peach blossom eyes were naturally evil and affectionate.

With just two sides, Yu Chen probably knew what the girl was. He ignored Ranbai's words and asked indifferently: "What's the matter with me?"

"It's nothing important," Ranbai's fingertips wrapped around the peach blossom petals and smiled: "Isn't this the second trial forced to end?"

Yu Chen obviously knew about this matter, and did not say much, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

Ranbai followed him.

"Immortal Lord, where is my rabbit." She glanced around and couldn't find the rabbit. I wonder if it was the place where it was last time.

It was not convenient for her to take care of the little guy when she went to the trial, so she simply put the rabbit back to Duanyuan Peak. Isn't this here to get it?

Take it home.

Yu Chen Pingping said three words: "Book Pavilion."

"?" Her tone was a bit weird and unspeakable, "Do you take a rabbit to read?"

Yu Chen glanced at her side, his eyes slightly cool.

Bookstore,

When Ranbai just entered, a small snow-white figure rushed towards her, and Ranbai was directly thrown into her arms.

She raised her eyebrows, hugged the little rabbit in her arms, stroked the rabbit's ears, and whispered: "Chenchen beloved."

Chenchen is the nickname given to rabbit by Radishi, which means it.

Dust is homophoned, and the morning light is bright.

It feels good to dye the white color.

The immortal king paused for a moment, his eyes fell on Ranbai, and he could not hear the emotions from his voice, as cold as snow: "What did you call it?"

"Chenchen." Ranbai's tone was very innocent and explained patiently: "How about the morning in Chenxi? Is the meaning particularly good?"

“…”

Yu Chen had no expression on his face.

He walked over dyed white, lifted his slender fingers and knelt in front of the table, his ink hair hanging behind him, laying rice paper, grinding elegantly.

Ranbai held the rabbit and sat directly next to the Immortal Lord. She supported her chin and smiled: "I feel Chenchen is very cute. Do you think so too, Immortal Lord?"

Yu Chen lowered his eyes and ignored them.

Ranbai tsk, she glanced at the glutinous rice dumpling in her arms, and then threw it directly into the arms of Duanzheng's figure who practiced calligraphy the next second.

Yu Chen reacted very quickly to catch her. He looked up at her, his eyes deep and cold, and his side face was almost transparent in the light and shadow.

The little rabbit is used to it and takes peace with it.

"Is there anything else?" His tone was plain, with a clear intention of expulsion.

"Yes." The girl answered lazy and casually, sounding very righteous, half-bent with thin and bright red lips, white teeth, and a tone with an inexplicable smile: "Of course there."
Chapter completed!