The female partner engages in introversion in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 657 No demon is the scum of ghost cultivators

"The magic cultivator has the Luoxian Bell in his hand, so how could it be so easy to save him?"

A voice with a bit of a monster came.

Feng Wan turned her head to look, and it really was that evildoer who was not evil.

Bu Yao is still dressed in red, without the ghost skull mask, but the skull on the robe is even more terrifying.

The cuffs that were cut off by Buran are now intact.

Bai Yu's eyes moved down to Bu Yao's feet, and this monster was barefoot.

Bu Yao's feet are as good-looking as his own, not only that, but as he walks, the hem of his robe sways, and a red lotus mark on his ankle is faintly visible.

Seeing Bai Yu staring at her feet, Bu Yao smiled proudly.

"Are the feet of this Holy One better than the non-dyed ones?"

Bai Yu hurriedly looked away, how did he know, he had never seen Buran.

Although Patriarch Buran is sometimes quite nasty, he is not the same as this evildoer.

Bah, no, what was he thinking, he should rush up to fight the demon.

After realizing it, Bai Yu was about to charge upwards, but was stopped by Feng Wan.

Although Bu Yao is a ghost cultivator, he seems to be a scum among ghost cultivators.

Seeing Feng Wan's action, Bu Yao's eyes lit up immediately.

"Wanwan, don't you like me a little bit?"

"Narcissism must have a degree. Do you know how to break the falling fairy clock?"

"do not know."

While talking, Buyao inadvertently moved forward and leaned forward again.

Just when he was about to make some further moves, there was a sound of thunder and crackling, and no one checked, and a strand of hair was split into black slag.

Bu Yao stared.

"Wanwan, you are too cruel."

"There are more ruthless ones."

As he said that, flames ignited all over Feng Wan's body.

"Stop, the Holy One should stay away from you."

Probably because he was afraid of damaging his image, Bu Yao directly distanced four or five people.

The ancestor Shangxing didn't want to disrupt Feng Wan's plan, although he didn't make a move, he was always vigilant not to be a demon.

Bu Yao looks heartless and incomprehensible, but in fact the city is deep.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Buran.

"Whether you can save it or not, we will fight."

Bai Yu flicked his tail irritably.

"Don't fight. Although I can't break the Luoxian Bell, I can rescue them."

It was them that Buyao used, not him, which proved that he knew there were other people in it, so it can be seen that Buyao knew it.

"How to save it?" Bai Yu always felt that it was unreliable to be a demon, and his words were also unpredictable.

"I won't tell you, but this Holy One can't be saved in vain, there must be a reward."

"No."

Bai Yu refused on Feng Wan's behalf, this evildoer kept saying that he wanted to pursue his master before.

It is estimated that his reward is to make the master like him.

"I didn't ask you, Wanwan, what do you mean?"

"Not too much."

Bu Yao raised her hand and brushed the hair next to her ear, "Is it too much to make you like me?"

"What do you say?"

Feng Wan's tone of rhetorical question is somewhat similar to that of Buran.

It's no longer feisty, he likes this tone.

"Then the holy one should be replaced, well, let me think about it."

【Master, don't miss such a good opportunity, that's what Feng Wan said, maybe she agreed with your insistence.

Even if I don't agree to like you, at least I don't object to you liking her. 】

The female ghost Yan roared anxiously.

[You are still in the mood to worry about this, what about the eighth-level healing pill that the Holy One asked you to prepare? 】

The female ghost Yan trembled in fright, she really couldn't get it.

【No. 】

[No, shut up. 】

【Yes. 】

The female ghost Yan was too frightened to speak.

"This saint needs an eighth-level healing elixir."

Guo Zhu, the patriarch of ghost cultivators, was seriously injured when he was saving Buyao, so he should be asking for this eighth-level healing elixir.

I really didn't see that Bu Yao cared about his master.

The female ghost Yan was also a little moved. It turned out that the master was plotting for his master.

If Shengzu knew, he should be very pleased.

[Wanwan, can I give you this elixir? 】

A elixir can't be compared with Buran. Although Shangxing Patriarch has confidence in Buran, he is still afraid of something unexpected happening.

Only when the person is rescued safely can he feel relieved.

[It can be given, Guo Zhu's life is approaching, even with the eighth-order healing elixir, he will not have many days to live. 】

[Okay, then we agreed to his request. 】

After Feng Wan discussed with the old ancestor Shangxing, Feng Wan negotiated with Bu Yao.

"As long as you rescue my uncle Buran and the others safely, this eighth-level healing pill will be yours."

Looking at the jade box in Feng Wan's hand, Bu Yao doesn't doubt that Feng Wan will lie to him.

One is that Feng Wan's character is trustworthy, and the other is that Feng Wan, as a seventh-rank elixir, will not fool him with fake elixir.

Alchemists are very rich, and Feng Wan is the richest among the rich.

Although she is not yet able to refine the eighth-order elixir, her master who favors her apprentice into a demon must have prepared it for her long ago.

"Deal, wait for good news from the Holy One."

Before Bu Yao left, he even cast a wink at Feng Wan.

"Greasy, want to shoot."

Bai Yu stood in front of Feng Wan, showing his fangs for the first time since turning into a half-dragon.

"Oh, it's really murderous, and it's also really ugly."

After throwing down these six words, Bu Yao waved his sleeves and left completely.

"Master, when Buran and the others are rescued, I will shoot this evildoer to death."

"Okay, master will help you."

"It's still the master who treats me best."

In fact, Bai Yu and Feng Wan are very clear, with their current strength, they can still shoot neither dead nor demon.

But even if it doesn't kill him, at least it hurts him.

Bu Yao asked Feng Wan and the others to wait for his news, but it was almost the auspicious time the next day, and he did not see him rescue them back.

【Master, the mouth of a ghost cultivator, a deceitful ghost, it is really unbelievable that you are not a demon. 】

With his hands on his hips, Baizhi's impression of Guixiu was even worse.

【Let's go to Ximen's house first. 】

It's not that you can't cooperate with one another, but you have to keep an eye on it, and you can't just believe it all.

Feng Wan let Bai Yu go back to the space, and followed the ancestor Shangxing back to Ximen's house.

Ximen's house was decorated with lights and festoons everywhere, and everyone had smiles on their faces.

In order to accumulate blessings for his son and thank the villagers, Master Ximen directly set up the flowing water mat.

As long as the villagers who come to congratulate them do not need to present the ceremony, they can eat it after sitting down.

However, due to the strong wind, the good dishes on the table were quickly cooled and covered with a layer of dust.

But even so, it still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the villagers.

Not for eating, but for fun.

Feng Wan and Shangxing Patriarch did not stay in the front yard, but came to the study in the backyard with ease.

The study room was set up with an enchantment, but the enchantment set by the Mahayana Realm couldn't stop the Shangxing Patriarch at all.

Feng Wan hid in the Qiankun sleeve of Old Ancestor Shangxing, listening to the conversation inside.

"I heard that you can't catch it?"

"Return to the Holy One, that's right."

"Then you are pretty good."

"The Holy One is too much, I'm just lucky."

"That's true, how can you be an opponent of Wuran?"

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