Chapter 611： (1/2)

The situation on the Eastern Front is indeed similar to that on the Northern Front.

The spiritual cultivation of the righteous way was tossed so much that he could not wait to die with the demon cultivation, and was especially disgusted with the weird demon plants and insects that were tossed out by the demon cultivation.

When they found Qin Hongdao and the others arrived, Qingyunzong's Fenglian Zhenjun was overjoyed.

"I heard that the war on the northern line has been brought under control. Although the demon cultivator has not retreated, he is no longer blindly beaten, but is there such a thing?" Zhenjun Feng Lian said as he hinted, regardless of whether the northern line was used. What can be done to restrain the demon plant and demon insect of demon repair, the three sects are in the same spirit, and quickly share the experience together.

Qin Hongdao did not conceal it. He told him about the exorcism pill, pointing to Ning Yuzhou and said: "The exorcism pill was researched by Ning Zhenjun of the Chixiao Sect. There is an elixir here. You can find it. The heavenly alchemist goes to refine the exorcism pill."

Exorcism pill is a kind of heaven-level pill, which is because Ning Yuzhou specifically suppressed its level.

There are only three king-level alchemists in the Saint Martial Continent, and it is impossible to refine alchemy in large quantities.

The cultivators present were all surprised and looked at Ning Yuzhou.

Naturally, Qin Hongdao would not let go of the opportunity to make a name for Chixiaozong and Ning Yuzhou, and immediately talked about the situation they encountered on the western front battlefield. Among them, it was vaguely mentioned that it was their Chixiaozong that the war could be reversed. The merits of Mr. Ning Zhen and Mr. Wen Zhen.

There are also many disciples of the Akasaka Sect on the Eastern Front.

They heard that there were disciples of the Chixiao Sect, and they ran over. They didn't expect it to be Qin Hongdao and Ning Yuzhou. These people are the young geniuses of the Chixiao Sect, and they are the objects of admiration and admiration for many disciples. , I was very happy to see them suddenly.

"Little Master, you are here too." A female cultivator approached Wen Qiao shyly, "Little Master, there are some questions I want to ask you, I wonder if Little Master has time?"

Wen Qiao had always been very patient with the disciple of this sect, and he should immediately leave with the female disciple.

The female disciple took her to a clearing in the camp. Wen Qiao looked around and found that there were many female cultivators of the Chixiao Sect. The male cultivators also looked ashamed, embarrassed to approach.

"Little Master, it turns out it's really you!"

"Why did the little uncle come here?"

"I heard that Uncle Ning was injured, but his body healed?"

"Little Master..."

Wen Qiao was surrounded by a group of female nuns and asked in a frantic manner. He was confused and said directly: "His injury has not healed yet. If you are concerned, you can ask him directly."

The girls looked at her and wanted to ask the little uncle is serious?

Then they found out that she was really thinking this way, open and frank, and suddenly a little weak.

"Little Master, you can't do this, how can you let any casual woman approach Master Ning?" The female nuns hate that iron is not made of steel, and seeing her bewildered look, they can't help worrying about her.

I think back then, when Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou worshipped into the Chixiao Sect, they were both senior sisters.

I don't know that after a hundred years have passed, they have become nephews, and younger sisters have become uncles. However, although the generations have changed a lot, people have not changed much, and they are still the ignorant and worrying "little sister".

"Little Master, I heard that many female cultivators have recently been inquiring about Master Ning. You have to be careful."

Wen Qiao said, looking at them, "Do you want to inquire about him?"

"Why do we want to inquire about him?" The female cultivators of the Chixiao Sect waved their hands one after another. "We can just ask the little uncle if we want to inquire, and we don't need to get in front of him."

Wen Qiao said again, "In fact, if you have any questions, you can also ask him." She is not so stingy that even a woman who corrects seriously and asks Ning Yuzhou's problem will stop her.

Seeing this, the sisters of the Scarlet Heaven Sect had their hearts melted.

Sure enough, the little uncle is still soft and cute and easy to talk.

They glanced at each other and said one after another: "In fact, we dare not."

"Why?" Wen Qiao was surprised, obviously her husband was very gentle, gentle and polite to everyone, not scary.

"Because Uncle Ning is too perfect, I feel that no one can be worthy except you."

The female cultivators of the Scarlet Heaven Sect nodded in agreement with this, and said in their hearts that apart from being perfect and unreal, they were inexplicably afraid to approach them. They always felt that if something undesirable was born in front of him, it would be very miserable. .

The cultivator's certain perception is very keen, and he will not easily ignore it.

Wen Qiao was a little embarrassed, and inexplicably happy, scratched his face, not knowing what to say.

The sisters of the Scarlet Heaven Sect saw her reaction, and their hearts were about to melt again.

How can Xiao Shishu be so cute and soft?

But when Wen Qiao started to instruct them to practice, the female nuns were stunned. What kind of cuteness or cuteness was actually their illusion?

They are looking for Wen Qiao, in fact, they also want to ask for some questions about cultivation. Those just now were just incidental.

Ever since Wen Qiao advanced to the Yuanhuang realm, he has given advice to the disciples in the sect when he has time. Many of the disciples of the Chixiao Sect like to look for her, especially the female nuns.

Everyone is a female cultivator, even if there is any physical contact, it will not be embarrassing, let alone any misunderstanding, and because of this, Wen Qiao is very popular with the female cultivators of the Chixiao Sect.

When Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou were busy, a group of people came back from patrol.

From a distance, they saw Ning Yuzhou surrounded by the Yuanhuangmen in the camp. Mu Shan couldn't help gritting her teeth, and Mu Ziming pressed her shoulders in time.

"Junior sister, patrolling for one night, you are tired, let's go back to rest." Mu Ziming said softly, worrying about what the reckless junior sister will do. The shame is small. If you offend someone, you can't keep her.

Although Mu Shan had opinions on Ning Yuzhou, she knew that it was not the time to be reckless and turned and walked towards the camp.

As soon as he entered the camp, he saw Wen Qiao surrounded by the female cultivators of the Chixiao Sect, and Mu Shan finally couldn't help it.

Although she had an opinion on Ning Yuzhou, she did not hate it to the extreme, but she hated Wen Qiao deeply, and she wished to break her body to pieces. Even if Wen Qiao believed that she had a life-saving grace, she was sitting in the monster car that day, the kind of high contempt that still stabbed her heart, not to mention that there was still a mother-killing vengeance between them.

Mu Ziming quickly pulled her with eyes and hands, pinched her hand, not letting her act rashly.

"Sister, let's go back, Master is waiting for us." Mu Ziming whispered.

Mushan paused, and reluctantly left with him in his pleading gaze, but her eyes were still staring at Wen Qiao.

Xu Ye felt her sight, and Wen Qiao, who was surrounded by others, also looked over.

In an instant, her eyes faced each other, and then Mu Shan saw Wen Qiao's gaze passing her lightly, without even putting her in her eyes, just like that.

Mu Shan's body stiffened for a moment, and suddenly broke out.

She walked forward quickly, came to a house, opened the door and went in, and when she saw her father meditating in the house, she rushed over.

"Father!" She buried her face on her father's knee, her voice trembling slightly.

True Monarch Dao Yan opened his eyes with no expression on his face, and asked, "Shan'er, but someone cheated you?"

Mu Ziming, who was chasing from behind, met the look in the master's eyes, his scalp was numb, and his mouth opened. It didn't help to know what he wanted to say.

"Father, Wen Qiao is here too!" Mu Shan said angrily, "She killed my mother, she looked down on me, I hate her... If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be so embarrassed, let alone hurt my mother. died……"

At the end, she was full of pain and tears fell one by one.

Dao Yan touched her hair, then pulled her up and walked out.

Mu Ziming was startled and couldn't help saying: "Master..."

Dao Yan glanced at him, that unsmiling face was only cold and disgusted, and said coldly: "If you recognize me as a master, then go with me."