"Do you want to go to the Fairyland to see it?" He asked with soft eyebrows, "Let's go for a walk together."

"The Immortal Realm?" Jun Muqian paused and frowned slightly, "But the Immortal Realm will not allow demon cultivators to enter."

The fourth soul is a demon cultivator. Any immortal cultivator who encounters it will start a crazy pursuit.

However, she did want to go to the fairyland.

She didn't believe what Xue Yan told her on behalf of the first master of the Eastern Region that day.

The number one son of the Eastern Region has no other relationship except that he is on the "Execution List" with her.

She used to be very curious about the appearance of the first master of the Eastern Region.

But now I'm not interested in it anymore. After meeting Rong Qing, she can't catch all the beauty and beauty in her eyes.

Moreover, regardless of whether what the First Young Master of the Eastern Region said was true or not, the place beyond the clouds was a very dangerous place for her.

But she really had to go, even if she knew there was a trap.

Hearing this, the smile lines on Baiyi Rongqing's lips deepened, and her eyebrows became softer: "Mumu, are you caring about me?"

How could Jun Muxian resist such a tone? Her tone became a little lighter: "If I don't care, who do I care about?"

fine.

The fourth soul has become much more normal these days and no longer wants to bite her neck.

As long as she ensures the soul-gathering process of these two souls safely, she can retire with perfect success.

Then, just waiting for Rong Qing to recover, he locked him out of the house for a hundred years!

However, Jun Muqian never noticed that when she said this, Baiyi Rongqing's eyes were fixed at that position for a few seconds before she turned her head and smiled: "Mumu cares about me, is it because she likes me?"

?”

"Ahem, cough..." Jun Muzhen was choked by this directness, and she naturally replied, "I like it, I like pretty girls the most."

It seems that once the natural instinct is released, it is out of control.

"I remember." Baiyi Rongqing raised her chin slightly, her curves were beautiful and attractive, and she smiled gracefully, "Mumu likes me."

"Huh?" Jun Muqian couldn't help but be a little confused, why the fourth soul has been obsessed with this sentence.

Is her love for him still fake?

"Mumu, do you want to sleep for a while?" Bai Yi Rongqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled An Ran, "You stayed with me all night last night, so you must be very tired."

"Meow meow meow!"

Nonsense, the first half of the night was obviously guarded by me!

Baiyi Rong glanced casually at the little milk cat with teeth and claws, narrowed her eyes, and continued: "I'm right here, Mumu, I'll hold you to sleep."

The little kitten didn’t dare to bark anymore: “…”

Just now, it saw such strong murderous intent that it frightened the whole cat.

This is not its "amiable" little master!

Why would the owner send it down to do this difficult chore? Meow!

Jun Muxian thought for a while and realized that she really had nothing urgent to do at the moment, so she simply lay down.

This time, what she smelled was not the familiar fragrance of sala flowers, but a faint fragrance of snow.

Very clean and soft.

Like a clear river, slowly flowing through the heart.

If she hadn't felt the strong demonic power, Jun Muxian would have thought that Baiyi Rongqing was a Buddhist practitioner.

She turned over and buried herself in his chest, feeling the strong heartbeat there.

Before slowly falling asleep, a sentence suddenly popped into Jun Muzhen's mind.

We live among Buddhas and demons, and Buddhas and demons share the same fate.

**

Dense leaves covered the other side of the river, and also covered the other two figures.

And at this time——

"Crack... bang!"

With a crisp sound, the huge tree trunk, which even ten people could not surround, suddenly broke and fell to the ground.

And the moment it touched the ground... it turned into powder!

"..."

After the tree trunk shattered, the tall figure standing behind the tree was revealed.

A handsome and ascetic man, his black clothes perfectly outlined his figure.

That kind of innate dignity and elegance that no one can compare to.

But at this moment, he was exuding an extremely cold aura, rushing towards his face with a strong murderous intent, and the pressure was simply unbearable.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." The Buddhist Realm attendant on the side knelt on the ground, trembling, and his whole body was trembling.

He felt like he had discovered a great secret and was about to die.

What did he see?

He actually saw the human boy who showed his love to His Highness the Buddha at the tribal gathering, now transformed into a woman and being held in the arms of another man!

Moreover, he was a man who looked exactly like their Highness the Buddha.

This is simply...this is simply not something a human can do!

The attendant could not imagine how bold a person must be to dare to do such a thing.

He wouldn't dare to give him a hundred lives or ten thousand lives.

But this human being did it and did it so openly. Where did he get the courage?

Previously, they were driven away by His Majesty the Buddha, and they did not know how to explain to His Majesty the Buddha.

But not long after, His Highness Fozi followed up again, his cold face showing that he was in an extremely bad mood.

None of them dared to speak, for fear of offending Fowei and putting their own lives at risk.

As a result, just after returning to the Buddhist Realm, without even setting foot in the door, His Highness the Buddha suddenly regretted it and went to the Demonic Realm again.

Before leaving, in order to reassure all the Buddhist officials, I took one of them with me.

One of the attendants was in despair at this moment. He almost saw how he was silenced.

Although after choosing the path of Buddhism, he began to annihilate his emotions and desires, he could also see that His Highness the Buddha was definitely tempted.

Not just a simple attraction, but also a crush.

Although the attendant did not understand the reason for this, he still clearly knew some things about men and women.

It is estimated that this human being threw himself into the arms of His Highness the Buddha, but His Highness the Buddha ignored him and found another person in anger.

Now it's better, their Highness the Buddha regretted it.

That must be it!

Didn't you see that His Highness the Buddha's eyes could kill someone?

"Your Highness, calm down! Calm down!" The attendant was about to cry but had no tears. "Your Highness, let's go back to the Buddhist realm as soon as possible. You can't survive the evil tribulation like this. Let Your Majesty help you calm down!"

"Get lost." Xuan Yi Rongqing's expression suddenly turned cold, and his voice became even colder, "Don't make me say it a second time."

The attendant fell silent for a moment: "..."

He also didn't know that with his observation ability, he couldn't see everything in His Highness's mind.

Xuan Yi Rong Qing really wanted to kill someone. If he had strong restraint, he would have taken action now.

He knew that this woman definitely didn't mean what she said to him.

Saying that you like him, that you like him the most, and that you only like him... are all lies to him.

Now, he has seen it all with his own eyes and heard it all with his own ears.

She also said she liked another person and hugged another person.

As soon as he thought of this, Xuan Yi Rongqing realized that no matter how many times he chanted the Buddha's name, he could not calm down his mind.

He frowned, a trace of confusion flashing across his eyes.

Didn't he make up his mind to cut off his delusions? He threw her away so decisively. Why was this delusion still disturbing him?

Moreover, the impact is even greater.

Xuan Yirong's eyes were deep, and his eyes passed through the woods and locked directly on the purple-clothed woman in the distance.

Looking at it like this, suddenly, an inexplicable emotion arose in my heart, and I felt a little aggrieved.

At this moment, he didn't know that this emotion was called "jealousy".
To be continued...