Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"This is easy to handle." Ye Shaoyang took out the yin and yang mirror, let her advanced to hide, the yin and yang mirrors become self-contained, isolated inside and outside, can avoid all the witchcraft call.

Wen Huajiao listened, his heart was overjoyed, and suddenly frowned: "So good things, why didn't you use it before, but you have to fight against people?"

Ye Shaoyang smiled. "I originally wanted to use it. If I see that my opponent is too strong, I will not believe in evil. I have to try if he can take you away from me!"

Wen Huajiao looked at his childish smile, couldn't help but smiled and got into the Yin Yang mirror.

Ye Shaoyang stood in front of the window and looked at the Miao Village under the rain screen. Suddenly there was a feeling of being hostile to the whole world.

I am obviously looking for someone to save Zhang Xiaorui. How can I fall into such a complicated event?

Ye Shaoyang is a little bit crying and laughing. However, since I have agreed to Wen Huajiao, I will not have any regrets.

Mu Qingfeng, Miao Xinjiang Wizard.

Ye Shaoyang snorted twice, thinking, when you have to let you see what is a real spell.

Guagua has finally found an opportunity to make the best of the experience and discovery in the local government.

"Pony... Live?!" Ye Shaoyang shuddered and said excitedly.

"Yeah, still reviving the soul, but it looks like it's okay, just..." Guagua retelled the pony's words.

After listening to Ye Shaoyang, he did not feel too surprised. He said: "I know that the wind helps him to regain his soul, not only for me, but also for his plot."

Guagua frowned: "Is there anything special about Xiaomao?"

"He is a natural spiritual medium. But the wind needs him to do something, I don't know."

"What should I do?"

"Let's wait for him to return, let's talk."

At least, he is still alive, and a heart that Ye Shaoyang has hung for a long time has finally let go.

Guagua then talked about the establishment of the "wind valley" in the wind, pulling the hills in the ghost field, grabbing the ground.

The road wind... finally shot.

What is he going to do, is it necessary to participate in the war between Taiyin Mountain and Yinshi?

Ye Shaoyang’s heart, the five flavors mixed, can not tell the specific feelings.

He doesn't know what the wind is going to do, but he can be sure that it must be a big event!

At dawn, Ye Shaoyang called Wu Yao, and reported a peace. Second, let her come and take away the underwear that was drying.

"Ah, I am too sleepy, don't want to get up, you should help me with it first, then give me a meeting, yes, the bathroom is still drying a pair of underwear."

Wu Yao hangs up after the phone is finished.

Ye Shaoyang was speechless. She rolled her underwear and stuffed it directly into her pocket. She didn't dare to put it in her backpack.

The instrument is most afraid of filth, and the underwear is washed, it is also underwear, and it is a kind of filth with the instrument.

If you accidentally put your underwear on the head of Sanqing, you would like to practice it in your life.

Ye Shaoyang sent melons to Kunlun Mountain to track the wind. Although he did not care whether Kunlun Mountain had extinguished the door, but the road wind did so, it was equal to the whole spell circle.

I can't persuade him. The only thing I can do is to let Guagua help, and try to make the wind not hurt the life of the Kunlun disciples, so there is a slight chance of relaxation.

This matter is very important. Guagua has not deduced, and immediately left.

Ye Shaoyang returned to Mu Qingyu’s home.

Mu Qingyu is cooking. Ye Shaoyang wanted to say hello, and she glanced at her, wondering where she was provoked by her?

After asking for a long time, Mu Qingyu said with disdain: "I didn't expect that you and Wu Yao are such people!"

Ye Shaoyang stunned and immediately understood that it must be that Ms. Qing Feng told her that she was staying outside and told her that she was serious.

This is really unclear.

Mu Qingyu did not care for him one day.

In the afternoon, Baoka came to enter the room of the breeze, talked to him for a long time, and left to eat at night.

Ye Shaoyang used his physical discomfort as an excuse to go back to the room.

Mu Qingfeng forced the rain to stay, and accompanied Baoka to drink.

This is a local tradition, and Baoka is nominally her fiancé, not an outsider, unable to shirk.

Ye Shaoyang is in his room, listening to the lively wine order outside, like two bold Hmong men.

Thinking of the cold and unbearable true character of Mu Qingfeng, Ye Shaoyang can only sigh, and his hiding is really good.

The two had been drinking until midnight, and the treasure card left.

Quiet outside.

Ye Shaoyang sat in bed and spoke for a week. People also entered the state of forgetfulness, woke up, opened their eyes, and suddenly jumped up:

A person sitting opposite him, his face flushed, and his body was full of alcohol.

It is rain!

From the appearance, she was obviously drinking too much before.

"When are you coming?" Ye Shaoyang shrank back and asked.

Mu Qingyu suddenly extended his hands and held Ye Shaoyang's shoulder. He said: "Shaoyang brother, do you like me or do you like Wu Yao?"

"What's the matter?" Ye Shaoyang was suddenly asked by her, and the whole thing was a little bit different.

Mu Qingyu sighed. "I don't care who you like. In short, that's it..."

She bit her lip and groaned, as if she was engaged in some kind of struggle.

Ye Shaoyang couldn't understand it completely. She looked at her weak body, thought of her mother, and the hidden truth. She felt that she was very pitiful and reached out and patted her shoulder, saying:

"You are drunk, go to sleep."

"I think of a way, maybe I can avoid marrying a treasure card."

"What is the way?" Ye Shaoyang heard, came to the spirit, if she really has a good way, she does not have to be embarrassed.

Mu Qingyu said: "If I tell Baocha, I like someone, do you think he will believe it?"

Ye Shaoyang shook his head. "I definitely don't believe it."

"Yeah, but if he knows that I am lost to this person, he will definitely not want me again."

Mu Qingyu said, "Whether I deliberately play, or really, after all, there is no innocence."

Ye Shaoyang listened, stunned, and hurriedly shook his head, saying: "This can not be allowed."

"You first said that this method can't work?"

"This..." Ye Shaoyang scratched his head. "In theory, it is ok."

People in small places, virgin complexes are very heavy, and they are still ethnic minorities, naturally have this tradition.

But... "If you do this, it will make your brother notorious and lose your own reputation."

Mu Qingyu smiled. "So, I don't want to let too many people know. I only tell my brother, let him go to Baoka and say, Baoka will not be arrogant for his reputation. He will definitely take the initiative to quit, how do you feel? kind?"

Ye Shaoyang sinks up and slowly nods. Mu Qingyu is not an idiot. The method she thought of, although dangerous, is the best solution...

"But, you must first lose to others, and leave ... what evidence, or your brother will never believe."