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This time, the voice coming from under the cloak is no longer rough and hoarse, nor is it the slightly green and nasty voice of a girl in the past. This time, the voice is as clear as a cold spring, because it is a smile that is both true and false, and the tail trembles slightly. , like a feather scratching the heart.

Even Mozi, who had read Qianfan, was slightly taken aback.

The author has something to say: If you are interested, you can watch Director Tsui Hark's movie Biography of Shushan.

The saved manuscripts are used up, and there will be evening self-study in the three or five days, so there will be no updates in the next three days.

谢谢各位~感谢在2019-12-09 19:06:09~2019-12-10 20:01:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Thrush and Wuchi 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of old porridge;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 45

Just after nightfall, the candle windows reflect people's shadows, and pedestrians returning home can still be seen on the street.

When the night was dark, thousands of households had already fallen asleep, and there was silence, a series of barking dogs suddenly sounded out of nowhere, and the barking stopped abruptly with a mournful roar.

A stocky, short-legged black figure ran wildly in the street with a pair of short legs. Halfway through the run, it suddenly thought of something, slapped its head and disappeared into the ground, leaving only a small dirt bag at the entrance of the alley. After a while, the short A fat black shadow emerged from a farmyard in the western suburbs.

The situation in the Moonlight Lower Courtyard was clear at a glance. This figure uttered two short cries, and its fat body kept backing away. It turned its head and wanted to run, and bumped into a leg. It knew who it was without looking up, and its two whiskers immediately entangled the pair. The legs chirped and screamed.

When the ginseng doll arrived, Wen Wuning also arrived.

Wen Wuning, who has been together for nearly ten years, still doesn't understand the meaning of the ginseng doll, but he knows that it is frightened.

Glancing at the guard dog with a different head on the ground, Wen Wuning stepped into the dark room with the door wide open, raised his hand and lit the oil lamp in the room, and the flickering candlelight lit up the room.

There was a young couple lying on the ground in front of the window, Wen Wuning went and knelt down to test the pulse of the two.

At the same time, several people entered the room, all of them were spotless and had a good demeanor, they were not ordinary people at first glance.

But compared with Wen Wuning who arrived first, they are all a bit inferior.

"How is Senior Sister Wen?"

The young man who asked the question was more than confused than anxious, and so were the monks beside him.

In the eyes of these cultivators, human life is not more important than the truth.

The two mountain ranges outside Lingyun Mountain are the Daying Mountains and the Xiaoying Mountains. Under the Xiaoying Mountains is the Wanli Ice Field, and under the Daying Mountains are countless towns and villages.

In recent days, it has been heard that there are demons infesting children at the foot of Daying Mountain, and many villages and towns have suffered disasters. An elder Yuanying who is more common in Lingyun Mountain summoned several other elders and asked to send his disciples down the mountain to check.

Therefore, Wen Wuning's generation went down the mountain this time.

Four of the seven Yuanying elders ignored the matter, so only Wen Wuning's great-grandfather Wen Huan, Sheng Baihe's master Ju Yichen, and the more secular Shen Wanshan supported the three Yuanying elders.

Why is this elder Shen Wanshan familiar with the world? Because he came from the foot of Daying Mountain. All descendants of his people are enshrined in Daying Mountain. He is a half-immortal. .

Ju Yichen, as the elder of the seven Nascent Soul Elders, naturally couldn't shirk this matter, while Wen Huan was at the bottom, so this kind of thing was never shirkable, as long as something happened, he was tacitly involved in it.

If it weren't for "people speak lightly", Wen Wuning knew that her great-grandfather would definitely not intervene.

In the past ten years, she has seen clearly the indifference of practitioners.

The four people on this trip, Wen Wuning is the great-grandson of Wen Huan, the young Shen Hongsheng is the descendant of Shen Wanshan, Sheng Baihe and Ju Lan are Ju Yichen's disciple and the other is his descendant.

Perhaps both Shen Hongsheng and Ju Lan had heard of Wen Wuning who was about to condense into a pill, but they had never met each other before practicing with their master.

But Sheng Baihe and Ju Lan came from the same school, and after all they know each other well.

Ever since Sheng Baihe went up the mountain, as Wen Wuning said before he left, he and Wen Wuning said "bye bye, we are strangers"

Although the boy is young, he has a strong personality and strong opinions, and his cultivation level is not inferior to that of Sheng Baihe and Ju Lan, so even though he is the only one on this trip, he is not timid, but he can tell at a glance that the relationship between Sheng Baihe and Ju Lan is unclear , they seldom get involved in it, and get closer to Wen Wuning who also went down the mountain alone.

The young man is well aware that people's hearts are personal spirits. Although he is closer to Wen Wuning, they are all the same.

Ju Lan is gentle and generous, but she is like a companion all the way, her words are impeccable, and her words are not painful or itchy. This trip is like having her without her, and she is really not like her powerful master.

To be honest, the young man looked down on Ju Lan in his heart, which was really embarrassing for her master. Anyway, Ju Yichen is the head of the seven Nascent Souls.

Before Sheng Baihe swept away, his appearance was full of light. At this moment, he was silent and deep. At least he was doing things better than Ju Lan, but the young man didn't like him for no reason.

Only this Wen Wuning is doing business.

"There is still breath." Wen Wuning replied.

Shen Hongsheng stepped forward and used a sword to push aside the quilt on the bed, which was obviously a child, and said to Wen Wuning: "The child is gone."

Wen Wuning glanced at the bed, got up and walked out of the room, not looking at Shen Hongsheng in the room and the two at the door.

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