...

She doesn't believe it...

Chen Mo looked at her, looking like he "I knew you didn't believe it", so he began to say to her. His voice was very light and soft, as if he could melt into the wind with the air: "Actually, this is the case..."

As his lips continued to move, Qu Tianyao's beautiful eyes continued, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer without realizing it.

Now when talking about the things that happened back then, Chen Mo himself wanted to laugh, let alone Qu Tianyao.

So, she smiled. She smiled very well and her laughter sounded very well. She smiled at Chen Mo's smile...

The Martial Arts Pavilion is a hundred feet away. Although it is high and cold, it is warm. Under the moonlight, the shadows of young men and women finally approach each other, overlap and warm.

...

Although there is no wind outside the city, it is completely opposite to it.

After Chen Yue said that, he flicked his fingers and continued to drink the wine.

The hairpin under the moonlight looks like a silver meteor.

Shen Tu Mengting grabbed it. She saw the scene just now. He clearly had a storage ring in his hand, but the hairpin... felt the remaining warmth on it, and she didn't move for a long time.

What kind of person is he...

"You can leave after you have a hairpin," he said.

At this moment, a very cold voice came. Her face, which had just been slowed down due to thinking, changed again, and her eyes were cold.

You tell me to leave?

Shen Tu Mengting snorted coldly. She relied on her strength to become the chief of Qinghua Sect, not a vase. Even ordinary elders in the sect dared not speak to her like this.

She said lightly: "I have been under an open curfew in the city. Do you know? It's still sneaky with a mask in the middle of the night. Could it be..."

Chen Yue raised his head and took a sip, glanced at him. He wiped the wine stains and interrupted: "The mask is on my face. If you have the ability, come and take it."

As soon as the word "ah", Shen Tu Mengting sneered, pointed at the point of picking flowers, and a green mandala Hua Xuangang was about to be thrown out immediately.

That's what it means!

Chen Yue's figure who was drinking happily at the altar suddenly stopped. He disappeared indifferently in the air, leaving only an empty altar whereabouts.

The next moment, a pale and powerful hand suddenly appeared in front of Shen Tu Mengting. Before she could react, she grabbed her hand that was pinching the seal, and then pulled it suddenly.

Shen Tu Mengting felt a huge force coming. Her body lost control and rushed towards a ball of black gas that suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Ah..." She exclaimed softly, her eyes closed naturally, and she felt like she bumped into a majestic arms. Her waist was tightly wrapped by her powerful arms, and she was shocked and angry, and she struggled desperately. In the end, she had no results.

She paused, and the two of them had already landed on the ground. Just as she was about to look up, the big hand came again, gently pinched his chin and raised it up.

What caught my eye was the joking and unrestrained look under the silver fox mask.

"Not bad, very informative."

Feeling the softness on his chest, Chen Yue's mouth showed a drunken curve, as if he was smiling.

"Clang!" Just then, the wine jar finally fell to the ground and broke into countless pieces.

Shen Tu Mengting glared at her, her eyes seemed cold, like a shattered crystal, and her murderous intent was awe-inspiring.

But the two are intimate. The chest is close to the chest, the heartbeat is close to the heartbeat, and breathing is exchanged and pouring out. The difference is the unique fragrance of a woman, the unique smell of a man and the smell of alcohol.

Her heartbeats faster and faster, and a strange feeling quietly arose in her heart, but it is like adding fuel to the fire.

I don't know where the strength came from, but she pulled out a hand and swung it towards her face as fast as lightning.

"Bang!" There was no wind in the wilderness, nor the sound of insects. This sound was particularly loud and crisp.

The silver fox mask flew away in response to the sound, and its silver hair was messy under the moonlight. Chen Yue turned around, his young and vicissitudes of face, with silver hair swaying, and his declining eyes were behind him, as if he had seen through his longing.

"It's not her, hehe, no..."

After a long time, he let go of his hand, murmured, laughed twice with self-deprecatingly, picked up the mask and put it on himself, took out a jar of wine, and drank as he walked, stumbled across the endless weeds and walked towards the city.

Shen Tu Mengting stood there, looking at this scene as if she was an outsider, her eyes flashing and her expression was complicated.

Until the figure disappeared, she suddenly became confused...

...

at the same time.

A building in Qinghua Sect is surrounded by misty spiritual energy, which looks like it is floating in the air with a misty fairy aura.

The attic is fresh and elegant, and the fragrance is quaint. The scent of tea slowly floats, making people feel refreshed and refreshed.

A middle-aged man took a sip of tea, then slowly lowered the tea cup, and the solemnity on his face seemed to be coated with a thick layer of lead.

"The situation on the ancient battlefield of gods and demons this time is not optimistic."

"Yes, Brother Chengtian, according to the latest news on the front line, the strange demonic energy on the ancient battlefield was emitted from a tree." A man in a green robe picked up the teacup and put it back without even drinking it, looking very worried.

The person who said this was Shen Tu Xin, the sect leader of Qinghua Sect. The sect leader of the sect of Shengming Sect, Zhou Chengtian. Next to him was the sect leader of the sect of Wushu Sect wearing a brown tiger skin robe, Usman.

"I just want to discuss this issue with you this time." Shen Tu Xin breathed a sigh of relief, and the gloomy face became three more serious.

"Tree? The Light God Tree of the Light God King?" An old man who looked older last year, heard the news, a brief panic appeared on his face.

"Does the Fire Phoenix Ancestor know this tree?"

Before Zhou Chengtian finished speaking, all three eyes focused on the Fire Phoenix Ancestor.

The Huofeng Patriarch twisted the character "Chuan" on his forehead, calming his mind and speaking:

"According to the clan's classics, there is a light tree in the sea of ​​consciousness of the God of Light. In the battle 20,000 years ago, the God of Light consumed his true energy, and relied on the power of light emitted from the God of Light to die with all the demon souls."

The three of them also opened up a little doubt in their hearts. When they heard that the God of Light and all the demon souls died together, they felt a little incredible. After the ancestor said this, they could understand one or two.

The ancestor continued:

"According to records, the Light Divine Tree has powerful healing and repairing abilities. If the Light Divine Tree is demonized, it will continuously repair the damaged demon souls. If this is true, then it will only be a matter of time before the demon souls in the ancient battlefield break through the void."

The three of them took a breath of air. If the demon souls really had the "light" sacred tree, it would be a catastrophe for humans.

"We must not reveal this matter so as not to cause panic among everyone." Shen Tu Xin frowned and made a quick decision.

"Brother Shen Tu is right." Zhou Chengtian nodded, knowing the seriousness and top secret of this matter, which was extraordinary.

At this time, the four holy emperors seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, with a sad face.

After a brief silence, Usman couldn't help but speak in a rough and loud voice: "Ancestor Fire Phoenix, is it better for us to destroy the tree?"

The Fire Phoenix Ancestor said with a gloomy face: "If you want to curb the demon soul, you can only destroy the tree."

"That tree must be surrounded by thousands of demon souls at the innermost side of the heaviest demonic energy. Destroying it is no different from destroying all demon souls." Zhou Chengtian's face turned gloomy, as if covered with a cloud of sorrow.

"What's the difficulty of destroying a tree with the help of our three holy domains?" Under the depression of the dull atmosphere, Usman became a little irritable.

"These demon souls have existed for more than 20,000 years. How easy is it to completely eliminate them?" Zhou Chengtian's tone also became anxious.

"Ha~ What about the great opinions of Sect Master Zhou?" Usman sneered, then stared at Zhou Chengtian directly.

"A conservative strategy can only select the best young disciples from this competition, and then we carefully train them, take them to the ancient battlefield for training, and carry the next big beam." Zhou Chengtian took a sip of tea to relieve the excitement just now.

"If the Divine Tree of Light is not removed this time, the next magic disaster will be unimaginable." Because of fearing the powerful functions of the Divine Tree of Light, the wrinkles on the forehead of the Fire Phoenix Patriarch became a little deeper.

"As long as we overcome this difficulty, and then strive to cultivate young disciples, let them devote themselves to their cultivation, and overcome the difficulties in the future." Zhou Chengtian said slowly.

"But this is always a hidden danger!" Usman jumped up directly from the table.

"But is there anything more secure than this?" Zhou Chengtian faced tit-for-tat without giving in.

"I don't believe that the four of us join forces to destroy the broken tree."

"Usman, please understand that this is related to the survival of mankind and there is no room for adventure!"

"Don't you just leave this mess to future generations?"

"you……"

"Okay, everyone is thinking about the entire continent, don't hurt the harmony." Seeing that the two people became more and more quarrel, the ancestor Huofeng hurriedly stopped him.

"Then we are prepared to bring all the elite disciples and those with slightly higher cultivation levels in the sect. If the demonic energy is too strong, we will only destroy the outermost demon soul. If the demonic energy is weak, we will attack in large quantities and destroy it together with the Light Tree."

Shentu Xin combined the views of Zhou Chengtian and Usman, weighed the pros and cons, and said to both of them.

Zhou Chengtian stood up and said to Shen Tuxin: "It is related to the life and death of many disciples. Brother Shen Tu must not be reckless!"

"What Brother Zhou said is that we must make detailed arrangements for this matter. We must never let half of the demon soul escape and cause harm to the world." Although Shen Tu Xin's tone was soothing, he was as firm as iron.

"I hope that in this competition, I can find young talents with great talent, take them to experience and shoulder the burden of the next generation." Zhou Chengtian sighed, feeling worried.

"Okay, let's put this matter aside first and talk about this competition." Shen Tu Xin suggested.

Speaking of the competition, each of them held up the teacup and took a sip. The depressing and dull atmosphere was slightly relieved.
Chapter completed!