Games with fairies

"Hmm? Muyang?"

In Yan Xiaoru's bedroom, Yan Xiaoru, who was just about to rest, felt a familiar breath approaching.

She opened her eyes in confusion and looked out the door.

"What's the matter?"

Yan Xiaoru was a little surprised.

Her little man has now become a complete practice maniac.

After returning to the sect, he locked himself in the quiet room every day to practice hard.

It is rare for someone to visit like today.

Yan Xiaoru sat up with a smile on her face: "What wind brought you here? I heard that many people in the sect invited you to a banquet, but you rejected them all."

"Now it's rumored outside that you have received the instructions of the sect master, so you rejected the olive branches thrown by those big families and big cultivators."

"Many people are speculating whether you are going to become the young master of our Demon Sect."

Yan Xiaoru, who is always cold and fierce in front of others, now takes off all her disguises in front of Li Muyang.

Her lazy and indifferent smile was inexplicably tickling, making people feel itchy.

If it was normal, Li Muyang would most likely be fascinated by the charm of this Demon Sect elder.

But at this time, he shook his head tiredly, waved his hand, and said, "Don't mention it..."

Li Muyang sat down next to Yan Xiaoru.

He hadn't been so anxious for a long time.

Originally, he wanted to prepare for the rainy day and stop Ziwei Heng's revenge in advance.

He knew where Ziwei Heng was practicing, and he had contacted him once before - when he was hunted by the Qingyang Society.

But after asking Guan Xiaoshun indirectly, he learned that the "mysterious senior" who lived in seclusion in Guan Xiaoshun's hometown had left.

After Guan Xiaoshun returned to the sect after visiting his family, he went to the black mud swamp to bid farewell to his senior, but he did not see Zi Weiheng. He only heard Zi Weiheng's message, saying that he was leaving this place to go to a very important place to complete a very important event...

Li Muyang, who had originally thought of bringing the Demon Sect army to the black mud swamp to disrupt Zi Weiheng's revenge plan, was suddenly at a loss.

Li Muyang came to see Yan Xiaoru at this time and relayed Zi Weiheng's speech in the chat group.

After listening to Li Muyang's words, Yan Xiaoru's expression became solemn, and she returned to the serious demeanor of the cold elder in the past.

She frowned and said, "Does this Qingmu Jiao really have a powerful trump card? He is so confident..."

When she met Li Muyang frankly before, she already knew the existence of the owner of the immortal weapon and the chat group.

Now she heard that Zi Weiheng was really going to kill and destroy the entire Demon Sect...

Yan Xiaoru frowned and thought, and thought of the same plan as Li Muyang.

"...How about we leave the sect and hide?"

Yan Xiaoru also thought of escaping.

She looked at Li Muyang and said, "You have the powerful demon beast, the Green Blade Mantis, plus Aunt Su and I, which is enough to protect ourselves in the turmoil outside."

"At worst, there is still the remains of the immortal as the last trump card, even if Elder Tianxin kills us, we don't have to be afraid."

Yan Xiaoru said, looking at the distant Treading Snow Peak.

At this moment, her eyes seemed to cross the long space distance and saw the nine-story black tower on the top of Treading Snow Peak.

Yan Xiaoru said, "The only trouble is that the sect master... He may not agree that the two of us leave at this critical moment."

Now that the enemy is at hand, Elder Tianxin is about to come to the Demon Refining Sect to fight with the Demon Refining Ancestor.

There are constant rumors outside, and I don't know how many people are secretly spying on Li Muyang.

Under such circumstances, no matter what reason Yan Xiaoru brings up, her application to take Li Muyang out of the sect will basically not be approved.

In response, Li Muyang smiled and said, "In fact, we don't need to be too nervous. There is a saying that goes, opportunities coexist in crises..."

Li Muyang only said one sentence and raised an eyebrow, and Yan Xiaoru understood his thoughts.

Yan Xiaoru's expression was a little surprised and strange: "You...you mean, we stay and take advantage of the chaos when Ziwei Heng comes to attack the Demon Refining Ancestor and seize the heart of the god in the chaos?"

Yan Xiaoru was shocked by Li Muyang's boldness.

Li Muyang nodded seriously and said, "This is a great opportunity."

A disaster that is serious enough to destroy the entire Demon Refining Sect is indeed the best opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

In this disaster, all the formations and foundations of the Demon Refining Sect have to deal with Ziwei Heng, the external enemy, and there is almost no spare energy to deal with the internal traitors.

It is a great opportunity for Li Muyang and Yan Xiaoru to defect.

But after hearing this, Yan Xiaoru looked hesitant and uneasy.

"...but we don't know what Ziwei Heng has prepared, let alone how his revenge plan will unfold."

"What if he really has the power to kill the entire Demon Sect..."

Yan Xiaoru said, shaking her head again: "It's too dangerous, we can't take the risk."

Li Muyang wanted to persuade him again, but Yan Xiaoru interrupted him with a serious look: "No need to say more, we can't take this risk."

"There are plenty of opportunities and methods to seize the heart of the gods."

"What we should think about now is how to stop Ziwei Heng, or how to get away when he comes..."

Yan Xiaoru's eyes are serious.

Although she is always gentle and soft when she gets along with Li Muyang on weekdays, and sometimes a little childish.

But once she showed the aura of the Demon Sect elder, Li Muyang couldn't object for a while, and could only remain silent.

The two looked at each other, Yan Xiaoru sighed and said: "You go back first, I will think about how to deal with Ziwei Heng. See if there is any way to leave the sect to avoid disaster."

But after Yan Xiaoru finished speaking, Li Muyang did not move.

He just sat there helplessly, looking at the stubborn little woman in front of him.

Although he had a lot of words to persuade her, he had personally experienced Yan Xiaoru's stubbornness.

So Li Muyang didn't waste his words.

He shook his head silently and said: "There is one more thing..."

Yan Xiaoru raised her eyebrows: "What is it?"

"About your friend in Wangxian Valley..."

Li Muyang did not lay any groundwork, and directly revealed his cards in a concise and concise manner.

"She is also the master of the immortal weapon, named Jing Mu'an, and is one of the masters of this group of immortal weapons."

"And the masters of the immortal weapons once clashed with the monster you met in the Misty Sea, and a master of the immortal weapon named Xu Suwu died."

"The monster in the Misty Sea is called [Ancient Holy Spirit] by them."

Li Muyang told Yan Xiaoru another piece of heavy news in detail.

And this piece of news shocked Yan Xiaoru even more.

Her pupils suddenly dilated, and an unbelievable look appeared on her face.

"...Qinghui is the master of the immortal weapon?"

As soon as Yan Xiaoru finished speaking, a blue bird happened to fly over at this moment. It flew from afar and landed in the courtyard outside Yan Xiaoru's bedroom.

The blue bird uttered a woman's pleasant and ethereal voice.

"...Xiaoru, I have found what you want, and I will see you in three days."

Yan Xiaoru's face changed drastically in an instant.