The villain has a white moonlight

"Oh, it's my fault. When I saw such a beautiful child, I lost my mind and stared at him for a long time. I'm sorry." Tang Qiong shifted her gaze to Lan Xizhi. Youdi Gong, seeing you today, it is indeed so."

"Save the unnecessary words," Lan Xizhi said lightly, "You know why we came here."

Tang Qiong said with a smile: "As of today, only the disciples of the four great immortal sects have come here on their own initiative. I can't help but sigh. Are all the immortal sects cultivating the ruthless way?"

"Ah Xian is just here to practice, if he gets sick, you should be prepared to bear the consequences."

"Clearly, thanks to Mr. Lan Zhang's trust, he is willing to send Mr. Xian to our house to study." Tang Qiong said with a smile on his face, "I assure you, it is really just a normal teaching activity."

"Hmph." Ji Wuxian snorted coldly, "I'm here, should you let someone go?"

"Master Xian, please follow me into the mansion first." Tang Qiong waved the paper fan first, and said in a leisurely tone, "If you want to change, you have to get the wooden certificate from this time's training."

"Brother, let's send it here." Ji Wuxian turned to Lan Xizhi.

"Be careful in everything." Lan Xizhi said gently.

"En." Ji Wuxian nodded, everything was kept silent, and the two left for now.

After Ji Wuxian was led to take the wooden certificate, he saw a familiar figure from a distance, dressed in a vermilion bird suit. The young man was wearing a gold-winged bird crown, and his high brown-red ponytail fluttered in the wind. It was Wang Ruoxi who hadn't seen him for several days. .

The man in the Suzaku costume who was walking with him had flying black hair and a gorgeous scepter in his hand. A woman of the Tang family was following the man in a swaying posture, covering her face with her sleeves and trembling with laughter. He patted the boy on the shoulder, and was sideways avoided by his indifference.

"Hey, the third sister is making fun of herself again," Tang Qiong sighed, "That child obviously hates her very much, and even tried to make friends with her. Ai Wu and Wu don't need to be so humble."

After finishing speaking, he came to his senses that there were outsiders around him, but seeing that Ji Wuxian was only looking at Wang Huan thoughtfully, and didn't listen to him, he smiled and shook his head.

Seeing the figures of the three people disappear at the end of the covered bridge, Ji Wuxian asked, "Sect Master Wang is a guest at your house?"

"That's right," Tang Qiong said with a smile, "My father had intended to make friends a long time ago, but I didn't expect Sect Master Wang to condescend to come here on his own initiative. In the past two days, they had a long talk all night and hated seeing each other late. Even I was surprised. "

"I don't think you're surprised."

"Really? Mr. Xian is really smart and straightforward," Tang Qiong said leisurely, "There will definitely be a lot to do in the future."

"You talk a lot of nonsense." Ji Wuxian put the wooden card in his sleeve, "Can you let me go now?"

Tang Qiong didn't care about being teased, she clapped her hands, and with the ringing of a string of silver bells, a white-faced monk brought a ragged child over.

Ji Wuxian sent the child to Tang's gate, and felt relieved after seeing him go down the mountain with his own eyes.

"Young Master Xian, the demeanor of this little pillar of righteousness, makes me really can't believe that you are also a ghost cultivator."

"I can't believe it either, Tang Min turned into a blood bag."

"Huh? How do you say this?"

"All of you in the Tang family wear ghost bells that have been dotted with his blood to sense Ghost Xiu." Ji Wuxian snorted coldly.

"Haha," Tang Qiong didn't care. She looked around and smiled at Ji Wuxian, "My family first took aim at you because of Gui Xiao. You are also very valuable to my father.

Ji Wuxian cast a casual glance at Tang Qiong: "So what are your plans for next?"

"This is not something you should care about," Tang Qiong raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Want to see your friends?"

"Where are they?" Ji Wuxian asked coldly.

Tang Qiong didn't answer, she raised her hand and shook her wrist, the bell rang softly, and then a ferocious ghost came with a white paper lantern.

"Follow it and you'll meet them."

"Hmph." Without hesitation, Ji Wuxian strode forward following the ghost.

"Huh? Lan Xianzhi, not bad." Tang Qiong squinted her eyes, watching the back of the boy in red leave.

Yunshen also imitated Langya Wang and built a wide square. In the middle of the square was a huge sculpture of a nine-headed bird. Framed round mirror.

In front of the sculpture, a white-clothed white-faced woman holding a nine-jointed whip is pointing at a young man's nose and speaking with high toes, to the effect that he has poor comprehension and a weak cultivation level, but the words he uttered are really unpleasant, and the young man's face flushed. The atmosphere did not dare to come out.

The woman was probably not relieved, she turned her head on her hips and scolded everyone in the room like pigs and dogs. She humiliated them severely, being vitriolic and ugly. There were disciples from various immortal sects in the square, and some of them were frowning. There were those who were in a trance, and the thin-skinned ones cried directly.

The young man in Tsing Yi blinked his clear deer eyes, and said softly, "Big Sister, where are the school and Master?"

The woman was scolding vigorously, when she was interrupted suddenly, she said with a fierce face: "Why are you asking this?"

"We are here to practice, not to listen to your cursing." Xiao Wanyin couldn't help taking a step back, and the girl in purple beside him answered coldly for him.

The white-faced girl was furious when she heard the words, and raised her hand to lash Xie Niyu with a whip. Xiao Wanyin stepped forward again, closed her eyes and opened her hands to block the girl. With a burst of exclamation, the whip did not fall on the girl. himself.

"Old man!" Xie Niyu said happily.

"Xianzhi! You're here!" Xiao Wanyin's eyes sparkled.

The young man in red held his sword in front of him, blocked the whip, turned his head and smiled at the two friends and raised his chin, "Hmm, I came in time, right?"

"It's really timely," Xie Niyu said solemnly, "Our weapons have all been confiscated, and we have to stand up straight and be beaten."

"Bitch, will you die if you don't speak?" The white-faced woman was slapped in the face, and she became furious and whipped Xie Niyu fiercely.

But a bolt of lightning fell, instantly splitting the whip in two, and the white-faced girl was pushed back a few steps, hitting the sculpture behind her heavily.

Ji Wuxian retracted the knife, and said with a smile: "It's rare, Wang Ruoxi is angry."

The young man in red bird clothes walking towards this side had a frosty face, but his father, Wang Shuo, walked forward quickly with a smile on his face, and asked with concern, "Is the sixth girl hurt?"

"Old fox, don't pretend to be here." Then there was a burst of curses, one of Wang's father and son smiled very generously, and the other looked calm as if in meditation. stand up.

"Shut up, don't scold any more." The woman with heavy makeup and a thick layer of white face following Wang Shuo scolded.

"Third Sister! You are killing me! You have been so fascinated by this old fox, and now you are killing me because of him!" Miss Tang's sixth burst into tears, threw the half-cut whip in her hand, stamped her feet and ran while crying. up.

"Third Miss, hurry up and coax her?" Wang Shuo said with a smile.

"No need, she has that temper, it will be fine after a while." The woman waved her hand, and her soft, boneless hand climbed up Wang Shuo's neck like a snake, "Besides, she is wrong. She can scold anyone, but she can't." Scold you and Huan'er."

"Xiong...Wang Ruoxi, why are you back?" Xie Niyu moved to Wang Huan's side and whispered.

Without saying a word, Wang Huan stared at Wang Shuo coldly, his hands clenched into fists.

"It turns out that the rumor that Wang Zong wanted to find a young mother for Wang Ruoxi was true!" The two of them talked together without any hesitation. The atmosphere of the scene was a bit weird, and there were whispers.

"But this... I'm afraid this is not as good as Mrs. Yueti's eleventh?"

"No way, Sect Master Wang likes it, look how happy he is smiling."

"My mother said that men are big pigs, I seem to understand."

Ji Wuxian glanced over, and there was a threatening look in his golden eyes, those people flinched, and finally fell silent.

Xie Niyu looked at Wang Shuo, who was letting Tang's daughter do her best, and was angry and a little sad. She patted Wang Huan on the back lightly, without saying a word.

The woman finally got tired of crooked, walked to the side of the black bird sculpture, glanced at the fairy disciples with different expressions, and said seriously: "I will preside over today's practice, all students, please line up in front of the mirror one by one." The woman smiled sweetly , the red lips parted slightly, "The task is to practice in the mirror, who will come first?"

While everyone present was hesitating, Ji Wuxian walked up to the mirror in a few steps, spread his hands, and said relaxedly, "Let's get started."

"You are very courageous, boy, then please come here and put your hands on the mirror." The woman giggled twice.

"Xianzhi..." Xiao Wanyin was a little worried, "Be careful."

Ji Wuxian raised his hand and patted the young man in Tsing Yi on the shoulder: "Wan Yin, you also take care, see you later."

The woman in white raised her hand and rang the bell, chanting a spell, and after a flash of light, the boy in red disappeared.

Wang Huan also walked towards the mirror, and the woman in white quickly walked down the stone steps, grabbed the boy's sleeve and said eagerly, "Huan'er, you don't have to go."

"Let go." Wang Huan said indifferently.

"Huan'er, you are different from them, you are here as a guest, I... ah!" The woman let go with a painful cry, and fell to the ground.

"I didn't see that clearly just now, did Wang Ruoxi electrify that woman?" A young man at the scene asked in a low voice.

"Yes, you can see that her fingers were burned." The person next to her nodded.

Wang Shuo had already rushed to the woman's side, and while supporting her, he shouted to Wang Huan: "Wang Ruoxi, I apologize to you, Sister Tang!"

Wang Huan didn't even look at the two of them, he walked straight to the mirror covered in a sizzling electric current, stretched out his hand and pressed on the mirror surface, after the light passed, they disappeared.

Wang Shuo said embarrassingly, "Miss San, I'm sorry, it's because I have no way to teach my son."

The woman lowered her head, looked at her burned five fingers, threw herself into Wang Shuo's arms and began to cry.

"..." Everyone present was speechless.

"I really can't stand it anymore, let's take a step first." Xie Niyu rolled her eyes, and rushed to the mirror world at the speed of the wind.

"Hey, little feather, wait for me!" Xiao Wanyin immediately followed and disappeared into the light.