I am a mortal, a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain

several days later.

Yanjiabao, which used to be peaceful in the past, suddenly opened the fort protection formation, and a huge blue light shrouded the entire Yanjiabao.

Seen from a distance, there was a commotion in the castle. Several alchemy stage monks were fighting each other in the sky, and a large number of monks wearing Yanjiabao and Qipai costumes were besieging and killing a group of masked people on the ground and in the low air.

Not long after, a black flame appeared on the edge of the formation, and the formation that had been continuously strengthened by generations of formation mages in Yanjiabao for hundreds of years was burnt out a hole in a radius of Zhang Xu, and a black light escaped from the formation. Flying out and lasing away towards the distance, it just disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, two streaks of light flew out of the formation and chased in the direction of the black light.

The hole in the formation gradually recovered in less than two breaths. Soon after, the fighting inside Yanjiabao disappeared.

After the black light flew hundreds of miles at an astonishing speed, the speed began to decrease greatly, and the enveloping aura dispersed to reveal a slim and graceful figure.

It turned out to be a female cultivator in a black robe, and the female cultivator wore a silver mask covering the left half of her face. The cultivation base has reached the late stage of alchemy.

The female cultivator's left hand is also holding the arm of another young male cultivator. It is Wang Chan, the young master of Ghost Spirit Sect.

"Cough! Cough!~~"

The female cultivator coughed twice, a stream of bright red blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth, and her breath seemed a little unstable.

Wang Chan was in disbelief at first, but when he saw the situation of the female cultivator, he said anxiously: "Master, are you injured? Why are you in Yanjiabao?"

The female cultivator's cold voice sounded: "If I don't come, you must have been trapped in it. It is your father who asked me to protect you secretly."

"The big formation in Yanjiabao is really powerful. My strength has been suppressed by nearly 30%. If it weren't for this damn big formation, how could they hurt me?"

"Gui Lao and Tong Lao are them."

"Dead." The nun replied in seconds.

Although Wang Chan thought of this result, but faced with this heavy reality, he still couldn't help but look grim, his eyes were red, and he said angrily:

"Why is this happening? As a branch of our Ghost Spirit Sect, Yanjiabao will not be truly accepted by the Seven Sects, and even this identity is still a ticking time bomb. Why do they follow the Seven Sects so wholeheartedly?"

"I proposed that Yan Ruyan and I get married. The future child will be the co-owner of Ghost Gate and Yanjiabao. I am even willing to cast a life-and-death curse. Why do they suddenly ambush us when they say they are thinking about it for a day? Why? ?”

"Could it be that the top executives of Yanjiabao have lost their minds? Can't figure out how to maximize their benefits?"

Facing Wang Chan's question, the female cultivator couldn't answer it, because she was also puzzled.

Little did Wang Chan know that Yan Ruyan really wanted to kill Wang Chan on the spot after hearing this condition.

The female cultivator said: "Judging from the cooperation between the Yan family and the elder Jie Dan stationed by the Seven Sects in the previous battle, there was no suspicion between the two sides. In other words, they deliberately released rumors to make the outside world think that the two sides were at odds."

"I observed on the street and even saw the monks of the Seven Sects quarreling and even fighting with the people of Yanjiabao. The dissatisfaction between the two sides is not fake. It can be seen that the people below are kept in the dark and only the monk Jiedan knows the truth. "

"Our Ghost Sect wants to take back the Yanjiabao and swallow the monks of the seven sects stationed in Yanjiabao, but in fact the two of them are in the same group. It is really a scheming to wait for the fish to take the bait."

Wang Chan's face became more and more gloomy, and the more he thought about it, the uglier his face became, and finally he spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.

Seeing Wang Chan's ferocious expression, the female cultivator frowned and said, "Wang Chan, you are still young, remember this failure, and just come back ten times and a hundred times next time. Be more open-minded."

Wang Chan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was a gloomy light in his eyes.

Suddenly, the female cultivator looked back and said coldly: "Hmph, the two tails behind are catching up. They are both in the middle stage of alchemy. I will try my best to hold them back. Wang Chan, run for your life."

After speaking, Wang Chan was thrown out with one hand, and then the female cultivator greeted the two ray of light behind her.

Wang Chan didn't dare to delay observing the surrounding terrain and flew towards a forest. He stuck a talisman on his body halfway and disappeared.

It has been two months since Han Li got engaged.

At this time, Han Li was resting in a forest in the north of Jinguyuan, sorting out the spoils.

In the end, Han Li chose to become a lone traveler, hunting Moxiu in the wild, and his whereabouts were uncertain.

The difference from before is that Han Li put on a green robe.

After seeing a damage in the cuff, Han Li showed distressed expression.

"Go back and find Qiaoqian to make up for it."

Although in Han Li's storage bag there were several pieces of clothes that Chen Qiaoqian sewed by herself, all of them were blue, but the styles and patterns were different.

But the green robe he is wearing now is his favorite and he is not willing to throw it away.

During this period of time, Han Li killed quite a few monsters, and gradually became famous.

Although the hunting time is too short, the accumulation is not enough to be placed on the reward list for the time being. But both parties knew that there was a lone traveler in Tsing Yi who was very tricky and not easy to provoke.

After sorting out the loot, Han Li moved towards the direction of Fort No. 12, easily avoiding demon teams along the way.

It was getting dark and Han Li returned to the fortress. After disposing of the loot, Han Li did not return to his room, but went to Chen Qiaoqian's residence.

Every time Han Li returned to Fortress No. 12, the two would meet each other, and the relationship between the two parties gradually warmed up, and certain things came naturally.

Han Li discovered that Chen Qiaoqian was a very easy-going woman, intelligent, strong-willed, and high in martial arts.

The key is that Chen Qiaoqian is serious and stable externally, but she is very gentle to herself in private. As the daughter of a big family, she can cook and sew robes.

Chen Qiaoqian is a very independent immortal cultivator like herself, not the kind of pendant female cultivator who always hangs on male cultivators. Gradually get along and find an unexpected fit.

Hundreds of kilometers away, a large airship is conducting daily patrols.

In the luxurious room on the top of the flying boat, Nangong Wan was lying on the couch, frowning slightly, and lost her appetite looking at her favorite chestnut cake in the past.

"What the hell is going on? I have been inexplicably upset for the past two months, as if something bad happened, but I have no clue."

Nangong Wan began to meditate silently and recite the mantra of meditation, but the effect was insignificant. Looking at the furniture around her, she felt an urge to destroy it.

Taking a deep breath, he took out a magic sword and walked to the window.

Unable to figure out why, Nangong Wan, who was in a bad mood, turned into a ray of light and flew towards the east.

The low-level disciples in charge of inspection and work on the flying boat were not surprised to see a ray of light flying out of the window, because it had happened many times during this period.

Two hours later, Nangong Wan, who had wiped out a small stronghold, killed dozens of demon cultivators and had a battle with an alchemy cultivator, returned to the flying boat.

The female disciple who served Nangong Wan had already made preparations. Not only did the bathing work have been completed, but cakes and drinks were also prepared. The proficiency of the action makes people feel distressed.

"Ten days now. No, the ancestor will not go out within seven days.

But I only have a few days when I'm in a bad mood every month, why is Master always in a bad mood recently. "The female disciple thought to herself.

Nangong Wan took off her French skirt, which was a little damaged due to the battle, and slowly walked into the pool filled with hot water.

When the whole person did not enter the water below the collarbone, he let out a long sigh of relief.

This is what she discovered by accident, taking a bath can help improve her mood.

"I must have been cursed by some kind of evil magician. I don't know why I want to cut it when I see a male cultivator. I hope this curse will pass as soon as possible."