There seems to be something wrong with the fairy world

The male cultivator on one side had vicious eyes in his eyes, Qing Lan unmoved and used mystic techniques to blow up the burnt ashes with the wind, covering the sight of the people present for a while.

Bai Ranshuang seized the opportunity and quickly led his disciples into the barrier formed by Qing Lan. Xiao Lan also rushed into the barrier and stood beside Qing Lan happily.

"Elder Qing, when did you arrive at Cheng's house?" Bai Ranshuang waved her fan, unable to restrain the joy in her heart.

"I've been secretly protecting you all the way." Qing Lan waved her hand to strengthen the barrier again: "In that inn, I already sensed something was wrong, so I came to Cheng's house to find out."

"The Cheng family told me that all the monks here have been poisoned by a demon, their cultivation has been completely sucked, and they are also under the control of the master of the demon." Qing Lan looked at the monks outside the barrier, and a glint flashed in her eyes. Regret: "Even if the master of the demonic voodoo is killed, the monks who have been infected by the magical voodoo will not live long."

"No cultivation?" Bai Ranshuang pointed at the male cultivator who was following the woman with his fan: "This monk has cultivation, could it be the master of the demon?"

"Haha." The male cultivator laughed wildly, and with an order, all the cultivators began to attack Qinglan's barrier.

The monks had no cultivation base, but they surrounded the barrier densely.

At this moment, a group of monks wearing blue Taoist robes came with their swords and landed not far from the barrier.The male cultivator gave up the siege of the barrier, and directed the controlled monks to attack the new monks.

"People from the Cangliu School are here." Bai Ranshuang watched as the disciples of the Cangliu School beat the uncultivated monks to pieces.

"This can be regarded as a shocking event in the mysterious world. The disciples of the Xuanmen were besieged by the demons, and the disciples of the Cangliu sect risked their lives to rescue them." Bai Ranshuang teased a few words, thinking: "Their gray pigeon was captured I left it at the inn and forgot to bring it, could it be that the proprietress has stewed pigeon soup?"

In half a quarter of an hour, the monks outside had been cleaned up by the disciples of the Cang School, including the male cultivator who was also subdued. Qing Lan opened the barrier and joined the disciples of the Cang School.

"I'm sorry everyone, we are late." The leading disciple looked guilty: "Aren't you injured?"

"No, thank you very much." Bai Ranshuang smiled gracefully.

"It's best if nothing happens." The disciple also laughed: "Our disciple reported this morning that there was a fire in the town at the foot of the mountain, and no one rescued it after burning all night. We felt strange, so we came here in a hurry. A friend who went to Xuanmen."

"Huh?" Bai Ranshuang looked at the disciple in surprise: "Didn't your Cang School fly pigeons to pass the letter, saying that there was a demon invasion?"

"What?" The disciples of Cangliu Sect looked at each other in dismay: "We have never sent such letters."

"It's strange." Bai Ranshuang tapped his forehead with a fan: "What's going on? I still have that gray pigeon of yours."

"Grey pigeons?" The disciples of the Cang school were even more puzzled: "Our Cang school and Taoism all use spirit birds for communication. When did we use gray pigeons?"

"By the way, I remember that Elder Wu seems to be raising a few gray pigeons. Could it be Elder Wu's?" A disciple suddenly asked.

"Let's do this." Bai Ranshuang glanced at the corpses of the monks all over the floor: "Come two or three people and I will go to the inn to get the gray pigeons. Yes, return the body as much as possible."

"Yes!" The disciples started to move.

"Let's also send two people to go with you to get the gray pigeons. It's abnormal that there are so many monks in this town. You should pay attention to safety." The disciple of the Cang School suggested sincerely.

"Alright." Bai Ranshuang left with the four disciples, and this side also started to clean up the corpses.Qing Lan approached the subdued male cultivator, and saw that the male cultivator's eyes gradually became dull, and finally he fell to the ground. Qing Lan tried to breathe, but he had already lost his breath.

"Strange, why does this person have spiritual power? Now he is dead?" Xiao Lan stood aside and rubbed his chin in doubt.

"Because the person who gave him spiritual power left." Qing Lan looked at Xiao Lan: "Do you still remember the silent woman next to him?"

Xiao Lan took a sharp breath, searched for the corpse for a long time, but did not find the woman.

"As soon as I saw this person, I found the woman next to him. Even if he ordered the monks to attack the barrier, the two of them did not let go of their hands. In this case, it can be said to be very strange." Qing Lan understood clearly. Leading Xiao Lan away from the corpse: "I would be surprised if the demon gu master absorbed so many monks' spiritual power and was captured so easily."

Xiao Lan followed Qing Lan into the small room protected by the barrier, and a group of people surrounded him.

"Elder Qing, what's the matter?"

"Elder Qing, are you injured?"

"Brother Qing~" A little boy ran over staggeringly, and was picked up by Qing Lan.

"Brother Qing, Xiaobao is so good, he didn't cry or go out." The little boy looked only three or four years old, with baby fat on his face, and bright eyes.

"So cute." Qinglan looked at Xiaobao tenderly. A white fox guarding the gate was obviously a bit apprehensive. It pounced on Qinglan, climbed up Qinglan's straight body like a tree, and finally landed on Qinglan's shoulder. Go up, grinning at Xiaobao.

Little Treasure was not afraid to laugh back, and "giggled" to grab the fox's ears.

"This is..." Xiao Lan looked at the little boy, with a touch of tenderness in his eyes unconsciously.

"Wow~wow~" The baby's cry sounded from the room, Qinglan walked over quickly, put Xiaobao down, and picked up a small baby.

"There are quite a lot of children in the Cheng family." Xiao Lan looked at Xiaobao's aggrieved face and wanted to cry, as if he saw his future situation.

"Little Bao is a child of the Cheng family, but this baby is not." Qing Lan coaxed the baby in her arms: "This baby was picked up by the Cheng family. It seems that something happened to his parents and they hid the baby in a In the magpie's nest, the Cheng family heard the crying and went to save the child, but they didn't see his parents come back after waiting for a long time, the Cheng family is kind, and in order to take care of the child, they even hired a nanny."

"Ah..." Xiao Lan looked at the baby in Qing Lan's arms with pity, and she couldn't help but said, "Let me hold you for a while."

Qing Lan handed the baby to Xiao Lan, and Xiao Lan carefully took the baby and coaxed it softly.

Qinglan showed a faint smile on the side, and took Xiaobao to explain the situation to the Cheng family. Xiaolan was holding the baby alone, a little at a loss.

The little baby's eyes were big, and the eyelashes were as long as a small butterfly. The little baby looked at Xiao Lan in a daze, and began to eat his fingers in a serious manner.

"It's so cute." Xiao Lan couldn't help but feel agitated, and couldn't help but start to imagine herself and Qing Qing having a child in the future.

If Qingqing gave birth to a child of mixed blood, it must be a mixed blood of the four races, inheriting her excellent blood and Qingqing's beauty, that would be the most perfect child in the world.

If it focuses on one family of genes, it may be a small bio-mechanical baby, or a small leopard, elf, or human baby, just like the one in my arms.

Xiao Lan looked down at the little baby, and made a foolish smile, the little baby's eyes were confused for a moment, then turned his head away, not wanting to look at Xiao Lan again.

It took a whole day to sort out the corpses and relics. After a night's rest, Qing Lan got up the next day to check the relics of these monks.

Xiao Lan was about to become a full-time baby daddy, holding the baby and reluctant to let go, until the nanny came, Xiao Lan reluctantly handed the baby to the nanny, and followed Qing Lan to check the relics.

In the place where the relics were placed, a Taoist disciple was moving the relics on the table.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Lan frowned.

"Ah." The disciple was taken aback and hurriedly saluted Qing Lan and Xiao Lan.

"What were you doing just now?" Qing Lan looked at the table full of relics.

"Disciple, I found that many of these relics are a pair, so I put them together." The Taoist disciple was so nervous that he stuttered.

"Lianliankan?" Xiao Lan muttered, looking at the relics on the table, it was true that many of them were in pairs.

"It's strange." Xiao Lan himself began to put out those relics, and there were forty or fifty pairs.

"Are they all lovers or husbands and wives?" Xiao Lan frowned: "This kind of demon only picks lovers? What's the point!"

"And these." The disciple brought a small bamboo plaque, which contained various styles of peace and joy packages.

Xiao Lan probably tapped it lightly, there are about twenty of them, and many purses are very delicately made, which shows her hard work.

Qinglan looked at these purses and fell into deep thought, then turned around and asked the disciple, "Is Deacon Bai back?"

"Not yet, maybe I have to come back after breakfast?" the disciple guessed.

"Xiao Lan..." Qing Lan had an ominous feeling: "What do you think the master of this devil's Gu is doing to destroy so many monks?"

"Well, what we have lost now should be their goal. For example, the cultivation of these monks should be one of their goals." Xiao Lan looked at the pair of relics: "Maybe there are other conditions, such as couple?"

"It's too far-fetched." Qing Lan frowned: "I always feel that their purpose is more than that."

"What we lost..." Xiao Lan scanned all these relics, and finally her eyes stopped on the half-new and not old Ping An Xi Le bag.

"Master." Xiao Lan stared at the exquisite purse and said in a daze: "Tell me, has their child been born yet?"

Qinglan paused, took a deep breath, and immediately realized: "Where is that baby?"

The two looked at each other and hurried to the house.

A few disciples of Cangliu Sect were guarding outside the house, watching the two rushing over, blocking them: "Fellow Daoist, there is a nanny inside to feed the child, please avoid it."

"Get out of the way!" Xiao Lan pushed away the disciples of the Liangcang School.

"Fellow Daoist, you can't enter!" A disciple of Cangliu Sect tightly hugged Xiao Lan's arm: "If this matter gets out, the face of Xuanmen will be damaged!"

Xiao Lan glanced at Qing Lan, Qing Lan summoned Feixue directly: "Go away!"

The disciples of the Liangcang school were thrown aside, Xiao Lan pushed open the door, only to see that the room was empty, and there was a formation drawn with blood on the ground, the blood had not yet coagulated.

Two disciples of the Cang School also stumbled in, and when they saw the ground, they were also shocked: "There is something wrong with that nanny, and the nanny abducted the child!"

Qinglan silently held Feixue tightly, with anger in her eyes.