Fairy, Please Let Me Explain - #621 - Chapter 595 Candidates for Wushan Dream

“I remember that I seemed to have given up on that identity.”

The warm wind swept through the desert, setting off ripples like wheat waves on the sea of ​​sand.

The eyes of the man in coir raincoat, hidden under the bamboo hat, were neither cold nor indifferent:

“The affairs of Mu Shanhai and the Mu family have nothing to do with me now.”

“Is it really irrelevant?”

The man in black robe heard this and smiled softly: “If you really don’t care about the Mu family, why did you tell me about the arrival of the Saint of Jiantian Pavilion in the Western Desert?”

“.”

After a moment of silence, the man in the raincoat sighed and sat down on the hot sand beneath him. He took out the wine can from the animal skin bag and took two mouthfuls, wiping the wine stained with his stubble with his cuffs. , if there is a voice as deep as frost, sighing and saying:

“Is there any comparison between casually passing on a clue and going out to fight for your life?”

“There’s really no comparison.”

Seeing that the other party had no intention of leaving immediately, the man in black robe felt a little relieved and asked softly: “I was in such a hurry last time that I didn’t have time to ask. Was your injury caused by the Saint of Jiantian Pavilion?”

“My injuries?”

The man in the coir raincoat lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at his chest. His beard moved and he grinned:

“Is this important? What you really want to ask about is the location of the saint, right?”

“So can we talk about this?”

“Would you believe what I said?”

“Ah”

The man in black robe sighed softly: “Mu Xingchen, Mr. Mu has always trained you as the next head of the Mu family. Why do you do this?”

Mu Xingchen was drunk and rubbed his brows:

“What he arranged for me was not what I wanted.”

Speaking of this, a hint of complexity flashed in his cloudy eyes, and he whispered:

“But he is the father who gave birth to me and raised me after all. Heh, tell me, what does he want from me?”

When the man in black robe heard this, he did not delay and said directly and softly:

“We need your domain to temporarily seal it.”

Mu Xingchen seemed to have heard a big joke. He laughed lowly for a long time before raising a rough index finger and pointing at himself:

“Me? Seal that insect saint?”

The man in black robe said in an unhurried voice:

“There are others working together, including me, a total of three mortals.”

“With your status, you should be able to meet strong saints often when you are in Di’an, right? Don’t you know how big the gap is between mortals and saints?”

“Don’t worry, we planned to let the desert wolf fight with that insect saint before. It is very weak now, and the three of us are more than enough.”

“Is this so”

Many thoughts flashed through Mu Xingchen’s lowered eyes, and he pondered for a moment: “Then I can go, but I still have a question.”

The man in black robe grinned:

“Of course, you ask.”

Mu Xingchen bent his index finger, lifted the hat up with his knuckles, revealed his serious eyes, and asked:

“Did Mu Shanhai involve Xingyi in this matter?”

The man in black robe looked at the serious eyes for a few breaths and asked slightly strangely:

“You are not related to him, why do you care so much about that kid?”

Mu Xingchen sighed softly, slowly stood up from the sand pile, and sighed quietly:

“I was responsible for executing that plan, and I also contributed to Xingyi’s tragedy.”

“Mr. Mu,

“My brother is sorry for him after all, so I need you to ensure that his life is safe.”

The Devil’s Gorge is an out-and-out dead place in Qianji Gorge. It is located in the eye of the hurricane, and the entire area for hundreds of miles is shrouded in sandstorms all year round.

As we get closer and closer to the center of the eye of the storm, the crushing wind pressure makes the car’s speed almost stagnant. In this bad weather, the civilian Class B demon horse can no longer pull the heavy truck behind it. Car chase.

But contrary to the apocalyptic sandstorm outside, inside the car at this moment it was still peaceful.

Expensive, of course there is a reason for it.

The various precious patterns engraved on the carriage are enough to cope with most extreme weather conditions in the world.

Slowly opening his eyes, Xu Yuan shook his hands, feeling the lightness brought by the healing of his injuries. He unconsciously took a deep breath, but what he smelled on the tip of his nose was not the familiar lavender in the car, but a smell of lavender. Light rose fragrance.

Looking slightly sideways, Xu Yuan chuckled and said:

“Jinxuan, thank you very much.”

The woman in red clothes sitting next to her shook her head slightly when she heard this and replied quietly:

“Master Xu gave me the grace to save my life. This is all Jinxuan’s responsibility.”

Ten days later, Su Jinxuan is still wearing the same bright red silk skirt.

After breaking through and integrating, the cultivator’s metabolism has almost stagnated, and naturally there is no need to change clothes as often as ordinary people.

But under the bustling red skirt, there was a hint of seductive white looming.

The white silk succubus is back.

But thinking of the scene when Su Jinxuan suddenly took out the silk socks and put them on, Xu Yuan was sweating now.

After Tianyan conveyed his apology to Su Jinxuan that day, although the atmosphere in the car became a little dull, it was still harmonious. At least there was no tense atmosphere, and they even occasionally chatted about interesting things.

Having experienced the Asura Hell, Xu Yuan was satisfied with this atmosphere for the time being.

As long as you’re careful not to make the Washboard Saint jealous, this harmony should continue to exist.

But it turned out that before Tian Yan, a dishonest and fun-loving doormat, started to cause trouble, Su Suimo gave him a big one first.

On that day, after Xu Yuan was treated by Su Jinxuan with the yin and yang of Great Acacia for a “cycle”, he prepared to hold a tea party to connect with each other as usual.

There was no way, because Tian Yan didn’t cooperate, the previous plan fell through, and he had to think of a new one.

Although this way of chatting is a little slow, it can initially make the girls familiar with each other.

Tian Yan should have seen through his thoughts, but he didn’t do anything sabotage, he just didn’t participate.

In addition, Da Bingtuozi, the scroll king, had been silently cultivating, so Su Jinxuan and Bai Muxi were the only ones talking to him during the entire tea party.

Although the big and small Bingtuozi were not involved, there were no accidents, which means things are stable and improving.

And at this tea party,

Su Jinxuan suddenly took out a pair of silk stockings embroidered with graceful patterns from her Xumi ring, and then put them on by herself.

No one in the car was spared, including him.

Sitting quietly is already breathtaking, and doing this seductive action made Xu Yuan’s mind sway for a while.

It’s just like how she was dressed when we first met, but the beauty is no longer the same.

Even if Su Jinxuan didn’t do it deliberately, every move he made had a soul-stirring charm on those around him.

And this kind of charm is not just for Xu Yuan, Tian Yan and others are also more or less affected by it.

At that moment, the air seemed to freeze, and a sea of ​​peach blossoms bloomed in front of you.

Even Da Bingtuozi, who had been cultivating, opened his eyes and stared at Su Suimo silently, with a nervous vigilance in his eyes.

Tian Yan wanted to say something, but considering that he had just apologized before, he was a little embarrassed, so he just snorted lightly.

Instead, Bai Muxi suddenly reminded him half-jokingly:

“Miss Su’s charming skills are really amazing.”

Su Jinxuan was very calm and indifferent to this, and replied softly:

“Mu Xi, I haven’t had any luck yet.”

After all,

Su Jinxuan endured the gradually accelerating heartbeat, while under his dumbfounded gaze, she lifted up her skirt, and slowly rolled the silk stockings along her crystal bare feet towards her white legs, on top of her flawless white thighs. A shallow mark was left, and the final glimpse of the absolute realm before the skirt dropped made the temperature inside the car slightly rise.

After doing this, Su Jinxuan forced herself to calm down her slightly panicked mind. Under the gaze of everyone, she smiled calmly and charmingly:

“What’s wrong with you guys, you keep staring at me?”

Words that sounded like a crowd’s ridicule reached the ears of the three women.

Bai Muxi stared at the pair of natural white silk legs, complaining in her heart.

She suspected that the young master asked her to buy the pair of silk socks in the first place because of Miss Su in front of her.

But now that the Holy Lady is by her side and Mr. Ran has not said anything, it is not easy for her to directly speak out against him.

Tian Yan was still concerned about his own face and did not attack Su Jinxuan, but the slight rise and fall of his chest already showed that she was approaching the critical point.

Finally, a light and calm voice answered Su Jinxuan.

“Women should keep themselves clean. Socks and boots are women’s private property. This is not good.”

Ran Qingmo said seriously: “Miss Su, you are a good person, don’t do this in front of others casually in the future.”

Su Jinxuan’s smiling expression froze slightly, and she quickly explained:

“The carriage is small, and this is the first time I wear it in front of others.”

Ran Qingmo’s clear eyes were a little surprised:

“Ah first time?”

Su Jinxuan pursed her red lips, subconsciously glanced at him who was stunned over there, and nodded seriously:

“Um.”

Hearing this, Ran Qingmo stared at her familiarly and apologized gently:

“Oh, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t judge people by their appearance.”

“Oh, it’s the first time.”

Tian Yan suddenly chuckled from the side. He glanced at the Sword Sect leader who pretended to be a nerd but was actually pink and black. For the first time, he felt that he was not an eyesore and said calmly:

“The Great Hehuan Yin and Yang Kung Fu is the most beautiful kung fu in the world. I don’t blame you for having this impression, Ran Qingmo. However, according to the records of Jiantian Pavilion, this technique seems to require practicing with others to gain cultivation. Miss Su’s cultivation It’s growing so fast.”

Xiaobai was eating melon silently on the side. Seeing that the situation had become clear, Xiaobai suddenly covered his mouth and chuckled:

“There should be a way to practice dual cultivation without taking off your clothes, right?”

Tian Yan shook his head gently, sat by the window and held his chin, glancing out the window:

“Who knows this? After all, only the two people over there know the content of the Great Hehuan Yin Yang Kung Fu.”

“.ah?”

“On the road before, Miss Su also took the initiative to mention that many women have confided their love to her in the past few years. She half-jokingly told me to be careful. If a woman is like this, a man.”

“.”

Bai Muxi’s bright eyes widened just right, looking at the charming Su Jinxuan, her red lips gradually opened into an O shape.

One out of three quilts.

Whether it works or not depends on Li Qingyan.

Xu Yuan listened to the conversation between the girls, and while eating melon, he thought about a certain breast-wrapped princess.

And in his thoughts,

Su Meimo’s beautiful peach eyes blinked and a hint of anxiety gradually emerged. Before she put on her boots, her jade feet wrapped in white silk clenched the ground slightly, and suddenly said suddenly:

“I didn’t. When we were in that cave, Xu. uh(gong)uh(zi)uh(cai)”

Xu Yuan, who was watching the show with Chigua in his arms, was frightened when he heard it. He quickly stretched out his hand to cover Su Jinxuan’s delicate red lips.

A quarrel is a quarrel. Were you ready to shoot a nuclear bomb just now?

Returning to his thoughts, Xu Yuan glanced sideways at the woman in red dress beside him who could bring disaster to the country and the people, and silently suppressed the strange feeling in his heart.

In fact, he was also curious about Su Jinxuan’s subsequent words that day, but he couldn’t put this out there now.

These days, he secretly found opportunities to go out and experiment by himself.

It seems that due to the special changes in his physique, he has broken the shackles of the human race, and the source of the deficit will be restored directly in an extremely short time.

As for whether the women were spying on him with their souls, Xu Yuan didn’t care at all, since he wasn’t the one who suffered anyway.

But to sum up,

The dream in Wushan that night must have caused some consequences in the cave.

Thinking back carefully and observing Tian Yan’s reaction, she should have arrived after Ran Qingmo and Bai Muxi finished cleaning the battlefield.

Otherwise, while he was still unconscious, the washboard saint should have started fighting with Ran Qingmo, instead of squatting silently in the corner like a doormat waiting for him to wake up.

But judging from the current clues, Xu Yuan cannot yet decide on the candidate.

Su Jinxuan’s reaction was very suspicious. Although Da Bingtuozi was back to normal now, the strangeness about her when she first woke up was still firmly recorded in Xu Yuanke’s mind.

As for Xiaobai

Xu Yuan directly ruled it out first.

According to his understanding of Biluochun, if it really happened, she would definitely remind him with various subtle hints.

Without Li Qingyan, it was impossible for the three women present to see this reminder.

Tian Yan is a woman at the lower end of the food chain, so there is no need to mention her.

Ran Qingmo is stupid, so there is no need to mention it.

Although Su Jinxuan had changed a lot, she was rarely with him after all. She couldn’t understand many things even if Xiaobai explained them openly.

Therefore, that night should have been between Big Ice Tuozi and the Shameful Succubus.

Judging from the current clues, Su Jinxuan should be more likely, but the possibility of a double hit cannot be ruled out.

Thinking in his mind, Xu Yuan slowly looked at Tian Yan opposite.

The girl who was looking sideways at the sandstorm outside the window felt his gaze for a moment, and then looked towards him.

There was still disgust in the magnificent golden eyes.

Along the way, the washboard saint kept looking at him like this.

While looking at each other, Xu Yuan began to think about how to get this bitch away.

Yantian Soul is a good thing, but now Xu Yuan only finds it annoying.

Tian Yanju is here, and Xu Yuan doesn’t even dare to test it in a subtle way even if he wants to send a message.

While he was thinking about it, a soft sound suddenly came from the top of the car.

Someone fell on the roof of the car.

Xu Yuan, who was deep in thought, subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced, not surprised at all.

It should be Ran Qingmo who is back.

As his royal treasure hunter, Da Bingtuozi started to return to his old business after he was about to arrive at the Evil Ghost Canyon.

Subconsciously, he glanced sideways at the car window, but happened to meet a quiet gaze.

Ran Qingmo leaned his head against the window, his long hair hanging down like a waterfall, and his beautiful black eyes blinked at him.

Kinda cute.

Resisting the urge to pinch her cheek, Xu Yuan asked with a chuckle:

“Why don’t you come in?”

Ran Qingmo’s red lips parted slightly and she said softly:

“Xu Yuan… I found the place you were looking for. There is a corpse of a demonic dragon in the canyon ahead. Shall we go there now?”