He led the female ghost Haitang into Liwangtai's room and let her have a good dream. Qinghuan started to cook soup and felt a little worried.

Mo Ze ran over with his fat body twisted and said, "Master, what are you doing? Why haven't you set out yet?"

Qinghuan stirred the soup with a long spoon, then tasted it - the soup tasted different from each ghost, because it was made of their emotions and desires and their blood and tears. Qinghuan tasted white water, with a faint fishy smell. She put the spoon down and stared at the soup. After a while, she woke up from the dream and answered Mo Ze's question: "How to say, the female ghost Haitang wants to get the heart of the monk Xuan Ji, but I don't want a monk to touch the heart, although he has moved."

Mo Ze was surprised: "The master is really compassionate!"

"...I don't think you're praising me?"

"Hehehe..." Mo Ze smiled and felt guilty.

"But it doesn't matter. Since this is her wish, I will fulfill it for her." Qinghuan stood up and stretched, "It's just that he got the monk's heart as a witch. Little fat egg, left."

Mo Ze felt that he was struck by thunder. What did the master call him just now? Little fat egg?! He is so fat?! He looked down at his protruding belly. Mo Ze almost shed tears. Why didn’t his master give him a handsome, elegant and suave body and turn him into a child? Now he even looks at his IQ... He wants to cry very much.

Because he killed Haitang by mistake, the monk Xuan Ji escaped into the deep mountains to practice hard. He had no intention of taking Haitang's life. The Buddha would not give up any demon in the world. As a monk, he wanted to survive the disasters of others. But not only did he fail to save Haitang, he killed her by mistake. After Haitang's death, Xuan Ji's voice was gone and he hid in the deep mountains. It was not until the Demon Sect was ready to move again that he appeared again.

Since then, Shaolin and the Demon Sect have completely formed a bond and will never end. If the Demon Sect loses the left guardian, someone naturally needs to make up for it. This candidate is the leader's daughter's hairpin. The hairpin should have died when she is one year old, and this is not considered contrary to the law of heaven.

But Qinghuan despised this name in her heart. She is not an orthodox ethnic minority. The native people of the Central Plains named her daughter Zanhua. Could it be that the leader of the Demon Sect is a waste? But using Zanhuan has an advantage. Before this, Qinghuan had never been exposed to witchcraft, mainly because she didn't like insects very much, but this time... there are so many things in the world waiting for her to study bit by bit, just think that this is a plea with this name.

Hair Flower grew up in Miaojiang since she was a child, and her mother was the saint of Miaojiang. Speaking of which, this is another heroic love story. The leader of the Central Plains swordsman fell in love with the saint of Miaojiang, but the two were unanimously opposed by everyone. The Central Plains martial arts world was afraid of Miaojiang, and Miaojiang hated the people of the Central Plains. So the ending of this pair of miserable mandarin ducks is the death of the mother of Hair Flower. Before her death, she passed the natal Gu to her newly born daughter. The leader hated her extremely hated and walked into the evil path. Since then, the Demon Sect has been established, which has made the Central Plains martial arts world frightened.

He was not close to Miaojiang, but he did not refuse, because he was a member of his wife, so he even asked his daughter to stay there as a saint. Until the Zuo Guardian Haitang was dead and the hairpin was sixteen years old, he wrote a letter and asked her to return to her side.

Qinghuan chose the time after the hairpin flower girl died in person. She had only been three months old at that time. From then on, she began her career of staying in Miaojiang to learn witchcraft. In the Central Plains, she was quietly waiting for the things to happen. Before Haitang died, she would not leave Miaojiang.

Anyway, it’s just that fulfilling your wishes is the right thing to learn witchcraft. Mo Ze doesn’t understand the meaning of her doing this. You must know that when you reach the realm of Qinghuan, there is no need to learn anything in this world. She can already exist side by side with the way of heaven. What’s the point of whether witchcraft will be or not?

With such a master who is eager to learn, Mo Ze is naturally curious. Many times he also wonders whether the master is a god or an immortal, a Buddha or a demon? But he can't get the answer, and always thinks that she is both, but not none of them. Maybe his realm is not enough, so he can't understand the existence of the master at all, right?

Time flies, Qing Huan spent nearly 16 years in Miaojiang and finally set off to return to the Central Plains.

The mother with the hairpin, that is, the previous saint, was a serious person. She was cold all year round and never had a moment of warmth to anyone except facing her father. The clan members said that it was because the saint practiced witchcraft and cut off the seven emotions and six desires, so it was like that. If it weren't for the father with the hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hairpin's hair

But Qinghuan relieved their regrets because she is more talented than her mother and is a genius that is rare in a century! Not only that, she is also sweet and cute, and has a very good popularity. She is obviously a saint with a noble status, but she has no airs when she gets along with her tribe, so she is very popular.

When Qinghuan received his father's letter and was about to leave, the witches who had always been serious all cried!

Although she has been together for only sixteen years, Qinghuan likes this group of Miao people who are old-fashioned but simple and friendly, especially when she got on the horse, the big witch with the longest beard and the whitest hair was secretly wiped her tears. Don't think she didn't see it.

Being with sincere people is Qinghuan’s favorite. If everything in this world returns to nature, that would be great.

Ah, the most important thing is that she has to go back to the Demon Sect to meet the father of the hairpin, the leader of the sect, and then make a name for herself.

Maybe her dress was very strange, so she was targeted as soon as she stepped into the martial arts world of the Central Plains. There was no way, the heroes of the world were dressed in heroic or solemn and majestic, or fairy-like manners, but her long black hair was tied into a ponytail, wearing a very Miaojiang costume, and her hands and feet were wearing a string of silver bells. As soon as she walked, the crisp sound was particularly eye-catching.

She is also very beautiful, with a high nose and deep eyes, and her facial features are more three-dimensional and deeper than those of the Central Plains, and her skin is whiter, so she is even more eye-catching.

Qinghuan also pays great attention to the role of this role. After walking on the street for a while, she suddenly laughed. She originally wanted to find an inn to stay, but there were too many inns along the way and I didn't know which one to choose. But when she saw this, she decided to stay without saying a word.

Why do you want to ask? Because this inn is called "Go Out to Play Inn".

As soon as he stepped into the lobby, everyone's eyes looked over, friendly, curious, evil, ill-hearted, and heavily guarded... In short, everything was there. Qinghuan seemed to be unaware of it. The waiter coming towards her seemed to have not noticed that she was dressed strangely, and she greeted her with a very professional ethics and warm greeting: "Does the girl be the best or stay in a hotel?"

"Of course I'm staying in a hotel. Come to me with one," she said with a smile.

She smiled very cute and sweet, with a strange appeal. The waiter replied with a smile: "Okay! Come to a good room!"

Qinghuan followed behind Xiaoer with her footsteps, shaking her hands gently, and the crisp sound of bells rang out in the lobby. Before leaving, the great witch stuffed herbs and jewelry. As soon as she entered the Central Plains, she found a pawn shop and saved some. Now she didn't have much money, but she just had to live in a good room with money, otherwise she could only make do with the barren mountains and rivers.

She doesn't feel wronged.

He followed the waiter to the room and ordered a few more dishes for the waiter to deliver it to the room. Qinghuan carefully took out a bamboo tube and poured out a soft, chubby and colorful little bug from it.

She really doesn't like bugs, but after the past sixteen years, she has become accustomed to it. Moreover, after learning witchcraft for a long time, she actually began to think these bugs are cute!

This little fat worm was discovered by her accidentally when she was collecting herbs. She took it back to hatch because it was fun. Who knew that such a fat thing hatched out. Most of the things in Miaojiang contain highly poisonous, but the little fat worm is not toxic at all. Not only does it not, it can also restrain the world's strange poison! Qinghuan had tried it on it long ago. This guy was not afraid of any poison, and he was not afraid of the great witch's natal Gu, and he didn't know what it originated. No one knew what its name was, so Qinghuan decided to name it and called it the little fat worm.

Hearing this name, Mo Ze sneered twice. Could it be that he used the body of a hairpin, and the hairpin was flowing with the blood of the leader, and even the master became a nameless person?

The appearance of the little fat worm is a mystery, and Qinghuan has never seen a similar person like it in these years. I think it is the only one. The Central Plains martial arts world is full of talents, and maybe some people know it. But there are countless creatures in this world, who can guarantee that they can know them all?

Moreover, it is better to have fewer things like the little fat worm. Rare things are expensive, but too many things will be worthless.

The little fat worm eats everything, and its favorite is green vegetables. Sometimes Qinghuan thinks it is like a green vegetable that has not evolved completely.

While feeding the little fat insects to eat, a commotion came from outside. Qinghuan opened the door curiously and showed his head to see. It turned out to be a group of nuns wearing pink and white Taoist robes. The robes were not known as what fabric they were, and they were particularly elegant and light. A group of young nuns stood together. Although they were bald, they were not inconsistent because of their youth and beauty. On the contrary, they looked particularly attractive.

There are a group of people in the inn, and everyone has a love for beauty. Especially this group of young nuns are all born with beautiful appearance and delicate body. Can they not be excited to see it? But the middle-aged nun in the lead looks cold, expressionless, and full of evil spirits, so no one dares to mess with it.

"Master, let's stay here for a night today, let's go tomorrow!" said a beautiful nun beside the middle-aged nun.

I really have a fate to meet you, isn’t that the white moonlight in the heart of the monk Xuan Ji?
Chapter completed!