The light in the alley was dim, Yu Chen's back hit the wall, and he lowered his eyes to the girl in front of him.

Ranbai still clasped his thin wrist and pressed the Immortal Lord against the wall. At first glance, such a posture was a bit indescribable ambiguous. The dim light clearly disappeared, reflecting two overlapping shadows on the ground.

"Master, I suddenly remembered that there was still something I didn't buy." The Demon Lord said without changing his face: "Let's go back again."

The immortal looked at her coldly, pulled out his wrist, smoothed the wrinkles on the snow-white sleeves, and there was no emotion in his deep black eyes. He was indulging her.

The Demon Lord didn't mind, and took Yu Chen to the other road, gradually moving away from the aura of the demon clan. Her long eyelashes drooped slightly, her blood pupils were treacherous and cool, and she hid her charming evil spirits, and she returned to normal in an instant.

The demons have been doing frequent moves recently. The last time they made a fuss about the trial area of ​​Xuanqing Sect, they appeared again in towns near Xuanqing Sect soon after, for some reason.

…

On the other side,

Above the mountain, there is a fairy mist.

"Mu Ci!" Master Shangxian ran around half a mountain before finding the slender figure in one place, almost vomiting blood.

The man leaned lazily on the huge rock, just bathed in the sun, and the light and shadow were floating on the loose white clothes, and there was a kind of evil and uncontrollable arrogance all over his body. Hearing the sound, he just narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, and casually covered the sun with his hands. There was still light passing through his white fingers and landing on the handsome and delicate face. "What's the matter with Master in such a hurry to find a disciple."

"..." He Zixiu's mouth twitched and said angrily: "It's something wrong!"

"You said you go to somewhere every day, so you can't make it easier for your teacher to find it?"

"This is not easy." Mu Ci lowered his eyes, with a slender curve on his phoenix eyes, and his deep eyes reflected the sunshine, which seemed to be a smile.

He Zixiu was speechless.

Easy to be a hammer!

"I have recently accepted half of my disciples." He Zixiu and Mu Ci said.

Mu Ci was obviously absent-minded and didn't care. Lazy and raised his eyes, "Half?"

"I'm a pharmacist!" He Zixiu said: "Don't you understand some pharmacology too? I just took me up the mountain today. I'm a little girl. I'm not old. If you take me, I'll be familiar with the environment, and maybe I can have some common language."

"Oh." Mu Ci responded casually, he stood up, walked in another direction, and said coldly: "Don't go."

"Hey, you-!!" He Zixiu was often angry by his ruthless apprentice and was on the verge of explosion, and he said with his neck in his arms: "I tell you, you still have to go today."

"..." Mu Ci sneered lightly, and was lazy and indifferent: "Can you old man explain some reason?"

Hezi was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "I asked you to take my new junior sister, and I didn't ask you to do anything else, so why are you unreasonable?"

at last,

Mu Ci still left, mainly because he couldn't stand He Zixiu's nagging and was tired of listening.

But before that...

He Zixiu didn't tell him that the newly accepted half of the apprentice, the pharmacist girl, was Jing Mo.

The girl in white stood there quietly, her ink hair was like a waterfall, her eyebrows were cold, and from a distance she looked like a clean and elegant ink painting.

After seeing Mu Ci, Jing Mo was a little stunned, then lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother."

"Little junior sister." Mu Ci chuckled, vaguely curled up the corners of his bright red lips, "Have you done everything?"

Jing Mo nodded slightly, and she followed Mu Ci.

The young man walking side by side with her whispered: "I don't know that my junior sister is still proficient in pharmacology."

"Interest." The girl answered concisely.

Mu Ci took her around the mountain for a while. When he thought of something, he looked at her with a smile, "The junior sister should take the pulse? Why not show it to her senior brother."

As a pharmacist in the demon world, Jing Mo has never taken pulses with outsiders.

But this time, somehow, she lowered her eyes and looked at the hand that reached in front of her, and said with a faster consciousness than a reaction.

The slender young man sat on the chair next to him and casually placed his hand on the table, revealing an elegant and noble feeling. His sleeves were loosely rolled up and revealed a piece of cold and hard white wrist. His wrist bones were clearly and beautiful. Looking up, he looked at her with a slender and powerful forearm, half-covered, containing the beauty of power. His eyebrows and eyes were cold and delicate, and he felt a kind of evil spirit when he smiled. At this moment, he looked at her and his voice was low: "Come on."

Jing Mo narrowed her eyebrows and eyes, and the quiet water flowed deep in her clear and cold eyes. She didn't go to see Mu Ci, but put her fingertips on the young man's clear meridians. She could feel the force of the beating under her fingertips. When her fingertips touched the other person's skin, it was clear that the temperature was cold, but it slowly became a little hot.

The girl's fingertips on his wrist were slender and cold. Mu Ci narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Jing Mo lazily. He could see the other party's slender eyelashes and the shadows that fell down. His eyebrows and eyes were naturally cold like ink. He paused slightly, his eyes seemed to be burned, his eyes became a little darker, and he looked away, "How is it."

"Has my senior brother been with Huoshi recently?" After a while, Jing Mo withdrew his hand, lowered it to his side, and asked quietly.

"That's right." Mu Ci half raised the corner of his lips: "Junior sister is smart."

"Senior brother is not seriously injured." The girl in white covered her sleeve with one hand, and the touch remaining on her fingertips was somewhat subtle, which made her twist her voice uneasy, "It's just that she's with Huoshi..."

Mu Ci listened, withdrew his hand, and stroked his raised fingertips across the corner of his lips, leaning back lazily, "Thank you, junior sister, for helping to take the pulse."

"You're welcome."

…

Broken Abyss.

After returning from Yu Jian, the sky had already darkened, and the night was dark and quiet.

Ranbai went back to the room alone, leaning against the window, looking casually at the view outside the window, thinking about the demonic aura she had just felt in the town.

Several demon cultivators controlled by Ranbai will tell Ranbai all the important matters of the demon clan one by one through message.

It’s just that it’s too inconvenient to break the abyss, especially the presence of Yu Chen, which is easy to be discovered.

She pondered for a long time, but she went down the mountain alone with her sword...

…

Lengyuefeng,

The head of the sect just came back from outside. He was thinking about what happened recently and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The Immortal Lord accepts disciples, which is rare in a century.

Then--

The head of the sect looked up and discovered a stunning scene.

The snow-colored figure sat there solemnly, cold and indifferent, extremely pressured.

...No, why did the Immortal Lord come back here?!

The head of the sect was stunned, and after he came back to his senses, he quickly bowed his hands and said, "Immortal Lord."

"Sit." Yu Chen's eyebrows and eyes were cold, nodded slightly, and spit out a word.

The head swallowed his saliva, and was a little confused. He sat opposite the Immortal Lord tremblingly, thinking in his heart that the important thing that happened recently. Could it be that something was wrong with the sealed place?! But he has been taking strict supervision?
Chapter completed!