"I recognize this favor." Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but smiled and nodded, then his heart suddenly brightened, and he asked: "So, Fengyi Pavilion, under the auspices of your master uncle Dingyi, intends to revive and restore the original status in Baidao. status in China?"
"Isn't it possible?" Hang Suya smiled and said, "It's a bit difficult, but as long as Fengyi Pavilion is beneficial to the Jianghu, it will not be difficult to gain the respect of the Jianghu after a hundred years, and reshape the status at that time..."
"Well, there is a great possibility." Ye Qingxuan asked earnestly: "Especially now... If some news can be used to wipe out the evils of the Demon Sect, it will undoubtedly be a huge reversal of Fengyi Pavilion's reputation..."
Hang Suya's beautiful eyes lit up, then she glanced at Ye Qingxuan, and said with a smile: "Brother Ye's words are both inside and out, which seems to imply that everything that happened here was done by Fengyi Pavilion?"
"Isn't it?" Ye Qingxuan asked back.
Hang Suya sneered, and said lightly: "It seems that Brother Ye's prejudice against me, Fengyi Pavilion, is still the same. You should know that it is Zhuo Huifan who harmed the martial arts. Fengyi Pavilion was only used by him, and he was also a victim. Suya can solemnly declare , Everything that happens here has nothing to do with Fengyi Pavilion."
Ye Qingxuan frowned, although he didn't speak, he faintly felt that what Heng Suya said was not a lie.
Hang Suya continued to smile, and said with a sly look in her eyes: "However, after Brother Ye's reminder, this time is really my Fengyi Pavilion's opportunity. If I can eradicate the demon gate, wouldn't my Fengyi Pavilion immediately win the world's favor?" Agree?"
"The situation is chaotic, is Fengyi Pavilion going to get involved again?" Ye Qingxuan sighed.
Hang Suya said coldly: "Anyway, even today, righteous people like Brother Ye are still doubting Fengyi Pavilion. If they don't reap benefits, wouldn't Fengyi Pavilion be stupid?"
While talking, Hang Suya bowed gracefully, and said respectfully: "Suya, let's leave now, I hope Brother Ye will not forget the promise he made to Fengyi Pavilion..."
Ye Qingxuan bowed his hand helplessly, "Fairy Heng, don't worry, as soon as there is Zhuo Huifan's whereabouts, I will be the first to notify the noble family."
Seeing Heng Suya walking away, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh.
It seems that this arena is about to be in chaos again.
…
The night has darkened.
Eighty miles outside Guangshou Mansion, there is Meixiang Mountain.
The cold mist slowly rises from the forest under the mountain valley, carrying a unique fragrance of plum in Jingnan, and floats from the mountain road.
In the mist, a very strange sound slowly sounded.
Like the rattlesnake's tail, the hungry silkworms are eating the mulberries, and the chilling cicadas are shaking their feathers, terrifying, eerie, and weird!
The sound is blown from a flute...
The sound of the flute is constantly changing, forming a complete piece of music.
It's just that this song is not pleasant, on the contrary, it is like the groaning of ghosts, the whispering of devils, the whistling of dying souls...
It made the night in this thick fog even more creepy.
Perhaps, only in the Nether Ghost Mansion can there be such a melody. It is ghosts who play it, and it is not human beings who listen to it.
As soon as the sound of the flute sounded, the surrounding atmosphere also became weird. The huge lawn seemed to turn into a eerie ghost, and the smoke floating around seemed to turn into a group of ghosts in the dance.
I don't know when the moonlight broke through the dark clouds and sprinkled a piece of silver light.
The silver glow made the cold mist even more illusory, but the figure was still visible.
Silhouette of blowjob man.
The flute player was in his forties or fifties, with a pale complexion, high cheekbones, no flesh on his cheeks, a shriveled face, sunken eye sockets, and the pair of eyeballs hidden in the eye sockets were shining The faint green light, at first glance, looks like two phosphorous fires in the wild forest at night.
The flute player's body is also skinny, although the long black cloth gown is narrow, it still feels wide on his body.
The sleeves are also very wide, but the hands are outside the sleeves. The veins on the back of the hands are exposed, like earthworms crawling all over, but the fingers are like bird claws, thin and full of scars.
The hole flute was grasped horizontally between the opponent's fingers, one foot in length, black and shiny, I don't know if it was made of iron or something, it was definitely not made of bamboo.
The bamboo flute must not make that kind of sound.
The sound of the flute fluttered, flying out of the lawn, outside the mountain, outside the forest.
The sound of the flute kept changing, but the face of the person did not change at all. If it wasn't for the trembling of the fingers, if it wasn't for the mountain wind blowing the flute player's clothes and hair, he would have been regarded as a living person.
The mountain wind gradually picked up, blowing away the cold fog and bringing the fragrance of plum blossoms.
The moonlight is more charming.
Under the charming moonlight, within the eerie flute sound, a ghostly white cloud floated out from the edge of the dark forest.
The sound of the flute suddenly stopped.
The ghost also stopped for an instant, and slowly fell in front of the flute player under the moonlight.
The bright moon is slanting.
A woman with simple and elegant clothes, her face hidden in the heavy veil, is standing against the wind, facing the person playing the flute.
She has a graceful and slender figure, and her hair is tied in a high bun. Even if you can't see her beautiful face, you can still feel her compelling elegance.
Just when Yingying stands up, there is a kind of amorous feelings that are endless to watch, and it is full of mature sex flavor.
It is extremely rare in the world to meet such a powerful and charming woman without showing her beauty.
The woman kept her eyes on the flute player's face, walked forward slowly, sighed faintly, and said: "Unexpectedly, brother Youxuan, the 'ghost flute' who has not asked about Jianghu for a long time, was also invited out of the mountain by Yin Jiuyou... Ruoyan came late , Brother, I have been waiting for a long time."
Unexpectedly, this peerless beauty was actually Ji Ruoyan, the lord of the Moon Sect, the "Queen of Yin".
"Ghost flute" Youxuan caressed the short flute in his hand slowly, and said in a deep voice: "It's not that Sect Master Ji is late, but that I'm early... Seeing the thirty-six ways of the Nine Sects of the Holy Sect, under Luo Podi's reckless actions , fell apart, and the masters of the nine sects fought because of the 'Heavenly Devil Demon Corpse', as a brother, as the master of the thirty-six Sanskrit sects, how can they live in the mountains for a long time and just ignore them?"
"So, Senior Brother Youxuan is not Yin Jiuyou's helper?" Ji Ruoyan asked with a slight smile.
"Ghost Xiao" Youxuan smiled slightly, with a gloomy face, and there were puffs of fire in his deep eyes, and said coldly: "Yin Jiuyou invited me to be the host. If I can be bribed easily, how can you give me face to keep the appointment?"
Hahaha…
As soon as these words fell, there was a burst of laughter in the dense forest, and a big man covered in fiery steps forward, it was Huo Zong Wu Lieyang.
"Brother Youxuan said that well. Yin Jiuyou invited you out of the mountain. This is a beautiful hand. Otherwise, there is no need to talk nonsense about this matter, and you can do it directly..."
Wu Lieyang's arrogance was raging, which naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of others.
Yin Jiuyou's cold voice came, and said: "I haven't seen you for many years, brother Wu is still so hot-tempered, but recently I heard that you have taken refuge in 'Tianzun' Li Daotian, do you still think you are a member of my holy sect?"
Wu Lieyang's face froze suddenly, and the flames exploded, and all the surrounding trees suffered.