The Hierarch Has a Black Moonlight

"Yan Qimo," Wu Jin saw in his eyes, the dust raised by the horse's hooves flew all over the sky, "Why don't we go to Mount Wutai too?"

What are these people going to do?Wu Jin was so curious that he couldn't help but feel itchy in his heart, and wanted to follow up to find out.

"What about the spider silk plant? Don't you want the spider thread plant?"

"Let's call Priest Sister too, shall we?" Wu Jin rolled her eyes and raised her head to look at her, "Let Priest Sister bring the spider silk plant too."

Yan Qimo stopped to think.I thought I would go back to the religion after finishing the millennium Xuanbing business. There are still some trivial matters waiting to be dealt with in the religion...Suddenly the sleeve was slightly pulled, and Yan Qimo turned her head to the side, and saw Wu Jin's clear and moving eyes that could not blink Blinking over, he suddenly changed his mind and followed her and said, "Okay."

Wu Jin cheered and danced twice, happily went to the tea stall next to the post station to buy tea, and sent it to Yan Qimo in a fawning manner.

The sun was scorching hot, and the hot air wafted from the land illuminated by red light, sweating directly against the human skin.

The two sat under the rare shade in the red light, the tea in the tea shed was also cool and delicious at this time, Wu Jin was holding the cup, purring like a thirsty deer by the stream, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Go to Mount Wutai and watch the excitement!

Sure enough, after a while, another batch of new carriages appeared leisurely at the post station, waiting for the next batch of guests.

"Let's go!" Wu Jin looked at the carriages and drank the tea in one gulp, "Otherwise someone will come later." He hurriedly pulled Yan Qimo up, and walked quickly to the carriage.

This time Wu Jin acted cleverly, holding the white and broken silver in his palm, seeing the coachman, he said, "Hey, let's go to Mount Wutai." As soon as the silver was handed in, he jumped onto the carriage while leaning on the railing.

While the coachman was weighing the silver taels, a group of people followed closely behind, and scattered into several nearby carriages.

Wu Jin lay on the strings of the car and lifted the curtain to look out, glanced at it for a while and then sat back down, thinking to herself, it really wasn't that enemies didn't get together.She happened to know these Flying Sword Sect disciples, and she had just bullied them not long ago.Among them, there was a person who walked with his left foot heavy on his right foot and light on his lower plate, and it happened to be the one she beat down from the mountain ridge...

Wu Jin rubbed his nose angrily, lay down on the carriage and heard Yan Qimo laughing, "What's the matter? They know you?" Needless to say, she must be the enemy of this little girl again.

"Hmm..." The carriage began to move forward slowly, and the wheels bumped over some uneven gravels on the side of the road. Wu Jin trembled twice, and leaned crookedly on Yan Qimo's shoulder.

"It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia." She muttered.

When these people are in the mood of Wu Jin, they are the treasures and jokes to play with.

The weather was sweltering, and now Wu Jin had more important activities to attend to, so he didn't want to talk to them at all, so he pulled the curtain of the carriage tightly to cover the glare of the sun, and also simply covered the trouble.

Yan Qimo smiled: "It's nothing, they come to your door and I'll take care of it for you." Her words were both arrogant and disdainful.

Wu Jin raised the corners of his mouth, picked up the cattail fan bought at the stall on the road just now, and fanned it. He sat with his back leaning against Yan Qimo's shoulder.

The carriage drove half-bumped and half-turbulently through the winding mountains. The road up Wutai Mountain was rugged, but the scenery was beautiful when it arrived in the mountains, and a lush green forest came into view.

"Brother, be careful." The disciples of the Flying Sword Sect next to him also got off the carriage in twos and threes.

Wu Jin lifted a corner of the car curtain to take a look, shook the bracelet, and a colorful Gu worm popped out. "Go."

Immediately there were several bang bang bangs, accompanied by fleeting exclamations and the interrupted sound of drawing a sword.

Then Wu Jin pulled Yan Qimo up with a smile, got out of the car and went to see the unconscious Feijian disciples all over the place.

"What are you looking at! Don't leave yet." Wu Jin glared at the coachmen next to him who were at a loss.As soon as the coachman was startled, he came back to his senses and hurriedly pulled on the reins with his hands that had nowhere to rest, and stepped on the stirrups to get on the cart.

"Wait--" Before he could get the oil on his feet, he was stopped by Wu Jin's voice again.

Those coachmen didn't want to stay, they wanted to leave but didn't dare to move, so they pulled the reins and stepped on half of the stirrups, and the generals froze in place.

Wu Jin rubbed his chin, swept around the group of people on the ground, dragged out two female disciples, one tall and one short, and pointed to the rest of the people on the ground: "You guys, take them back too." After speaking, she raised her eyes and said , "Hurry up!"

"Yes, yes." The coachman nodded in a hurry, two or three grabbed the hands and feet, dragged the people up, and stuffed them into the car in a panic, not caring about how the stunned disciples were stumbled and smashed their heads, so they hurriedly packed the car And people, whip away.

Yan Qimo approached slowly, lowered her eyebrows to look at her eyes, and frowned slightly: "Do you want to change this?"

Going to Mount Wutai to join in the fun, a place where so many decent and famous families gather, if the two of them stand in the crowd so aboveboard, they will inevitably be recognized.

Wu Jin was squatting on the ground, pulling the robes of the disciples of the Flying Sword Sect, and excitedly said: "Yes, it will be much more convenient for us to change into their clothes and go in, so we don't have to worry about being recognized!" There are indeed quite a lot of baskets poked outside.

"Can you not change it?" Yan Qimo glanced at it with disgust, seeing the two rough disciples' door robes, she resisted even more.

Wu Jin, who was talking vigorously, suddenly stopped, turned around, and said incredulously: "Why? Yan Qimo, don't you want to go?"

Xiao Tie also blinked a pair of small eyes looking out through the cuff of his sleeves, blinking his eyes, as if he was following his master and asking: Don't you want to go?

Yan Qimo pursed her lips, and said for a while, "I don't want to wear it, these people did it."

"What's the matter, it's not an inner shirt, it doesn't fit close to the body, just put the robe on the outside." Wu Jin didn't take it seriously, and then peeled off the clothes twice, and had already torn off an outer robe.

Yan Qimo looked at her juan gauze red dress: "I won't change it."

Wu Jin's back paused, as if hesitating, but he didn't seem to hear it in a blink of an eye, and then changed into the school robe of a female disciple.

Yan Qimo fixed her eyes on her buttons, and heard her mutter: "Well, then I can only go by myself..."

"Yan Qimo, just wait here for me, if someone comes..." Wu Jin raised his eyes as he spoke, and saw that Yan Qimo was already standing next to the unconscious female disciple, holding a piece of clothes that had just been torn off in his hand .

She frowned and looked at it for a while, then Shuzhen came over and sighed, and said, "I'm going now."

Wu Jin stood where he was, with the corners of his mouth curled up, and he couldn't help showing a sly smile.

Under the big big tree about five people thick, the leaves rustled in the breeze from the mountain, and a bird on the branch raised its neck and chirped twice, soared up and swirled into another piece of verdant forest.After Yan Qimo changed her clothes, she walked out from behind the tree trunk, with some hesitation, her steps were slow and slow.

The disciples of the Flying Sword School's aqua-blue robes with cloud and thunder patterns were draped over their bodies. Although it was far less flamboyant than the red dress, Yan Qimo, who was fully dressed at this time, fell into Wu Jin's eyes, adding a ray of love that was rarely seen in ordinary times. The cool and heroic spirit.

It turns out that Yan Qimo looks so good in everything she wears.

Wu Jin happily went over to hold her, without thinking about tiptoes, her pink lips left a small clear and shallow mark on Yan Qimo's fair neck. "Okay, good sister, let's go!"

"Senior Sister" gently touched the hot spot on her neck, and the dislike and resistance just now were instantly thrown away.

A quadrangle compound stands on the flat peak of the mountain. The four corners of the wide courtyard wall are engraved with four flying birds, facing the blue sky with their necks up and wings spread.

The gate of the courtyard was wide open, and many disciples of various sects came in and out like flowing water in front of the gate, full of joy and laughter, all in high spirits.

Wu Jin pretended to be arranging her robes, put on the human skin mask she had prepared earlier, gave Yan Qimo a wink, and walked away.Now they are the disciples of the Flying Sword Sect, "Liuyun" and "Liu Shui".

Among the crowd rushing in and out, the housekeeper looked the two of them up and down, raised his pen and continued to write down the welcome record on the paper.

The butler found the word "Flying Sword School" at a glance, and wrote a few strokes hastily on the back. Suddenly, he stopped wondering, and hurriedly stopped Wu Jin: "You two, please stay behind!" "The two are Liuyun and Flowing Water Heroes of the Flying Sword School, right? Where are... the two senior brothers?" He looked around again as he spoke.

Wu Jin took a closer look, and there seemed to be eight names written on the back of the Flying Sword Sect. Apart from the flowing clouds and flowing water, there were also the names of the six disciples who entered the room. A few days ago, there was an urgent message from the master of the school, and the brothers came back in a hurry without any notice in advance, so they left me and my senior sister to come."

The steward nodded when he heard it, crossed out six names on the paper, and said, "Since your sect is in a hurry, you should summon the disciples back first. Recently, the limelight has been tense and it's not peaceful. I heard that another witch has come out to cause trouble. I am also having a headache about this matter, all sects and sects should be more careful! Be careful!"

Sigh, he pointed to a five-coupled door in the side hall of the courtyard: "Female guests, please choose your own room in the courtyard on the west side. Recently, there are many heroes and heroes, and the courtyard is narrow. Since the two are sisters of the same sect, I don't know Can you stay in the same room? The lord will arrive in three days, so I'm sorry for the two of you to squeeze together for now."

Wu Jin was dizzy for a while by his gentle words, and before she opened her mouth, Yan Qimo only heard Yan Qimo agree: "That's natural." There was a faint smile in the words.

Then he was led into the left courtyard hall, Yan Qimo glanced around, turned his head and asked, "Which room do we live in?"

Only then did Wu Jin come to his senses, he pointed casually, and chose a room that looked decent from the outside.The servant in the blue cloth robe next to him nodded knowingly, and quickly walked over to hang a "Flying Sword Sect" wooden sign in front of the house door.

The author has something to say: Xiaomeng has been lazy recently... really lazy, crying... I'm sorry, reader QAQ [take the little leather whip to apologize, woo woo.

Adult readers who have read my first book should know...Xiaomeng is a hypocritical ghost by nature, deadly hypocritical and super hypocritical, so...I also feel very uncomfortable when this disease recurs! ! !Recently, I am trying to adjust my mentality well, and I will also write well. I am not a pigeon.

Then——Xiaomeng opened a pre-collected article, which is the next one to be written. Although I have a hand speed of [-] per hour, I still have a double-open heart!Everyone, please take a look at my column, QAQ, there is a (Gufeng court direction) pre-received article "Chen Qing Ci": "If the love continues, I would rather be relegated to the immortal class."

Everyone thought that Taoist Xuanji would become a fairy and escape to Huangguan. From then on, he would abandon the mundane world and be free from vulgar thoughts, and become the greatest legend in Zeguo.

Including Xuanji herself.

However, the world is silent,

After 20 years of keeping the precepts, everything changed on the day of entering the palace.

【Ask for pre-acquisition~Ask for pre-acquisition~ Can you move your lord Jingui's finger to bookmark it~~】