The wind spirit willow demon was born in a place with its own consciousness and became friends. Now it has been known for nearly a hundred years. The willow is hundreds of years older than the wind spirit, and its demon power is deeper. It treats the wind spirit as a brother, often sheltering the wind spirit and being safe. The second demon doesn’t like killing things. It is in the mouth of the wind spirit that his hobby is similar and their friendship is deeper.
But yesterday, Fengling just walked around the mountain as in the past, and when he came back, he found that the willow demon was gone.
Even the conjoined trunk was uprooted, leaving a deep pit.
The wind spirit quickly asked the nearby small tree demon, but those small tree demons were all destroyed, and the spiritual wisdom and cultivation became dead trees without spiritual wisdom.
"Brother Liu, he has more than 600 years of demon power, and ordinary people can’t fix him. I just went out for a moment, so how could he be gone?" Feng Ling said and began to cry again.
The wind urged the snow to hurry. "Since you can still feel his breath, say that he is still alive."
Wind spirit sobbed and dragged up a slender willow leaf in the palm of your hand. "Yes … I found the smell of Liuxiong and tracked it all the way. I still have Liuxiong a leaf here. If Liuxiong meets an accident, the leaf will wither. Fortunately, it hasn’t …"
Then the wind urged the snow and the wind spirit saw the willow leaves slowly turn black from the top to the straight tail.
The wind drives the snow "…"
Wind spirit "…"
The wind urges the snow. "What is this …?"
Wind spirit began to whine and burp and said, "I, I, I, I don’t know … I’ve never seen such a whine … Brother Liu, don’t die …"
"…" The wind urged the snow. One head and two big ones took the leaves and studied them. "Well, you haven’t withered yet. Say that your brother Liu isn’t dead yet. Maybe he’s not careful …"
The wind urged the snow to think about "falling into the mud pit?"
Wind spirit "…"
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Feng Ling, eager to find the willow demon, accelerated the pace, followed the willow demon breath in the wind and chased one person and one demon away for nearly an hour. Feng Ling’s footsteps suddenly picked up a wisp of fine wind at his fingertips and suddenly surprised, "I smell Liu Xiong breath! Just ahead! "
The wind urged the snow to follow the wind spirit and looked at the past-a two-story building stood in front of the building at the foot of Pingkuo Mountain, with flags flying and the word "wine" waving in it.
It’s an inn
There is still silence around the inn opened by demons around the mountain. Is this inn open to people or demons?
You have something to say.
Qingfeng: Everyone in the Tang Dynasty has gifts. I also want gifts. If you don’t give them to me, take them yourself.
The wind urges the snow: exchange my headrope for my golden hair band. He must be greedy for my money! (Fog! )
Chapter 67 Chapter 67
Although this inn reveals something strange everywhere, but the willow demon smells nearby, why don’t they go in when they have reached the door?
The inn is decorated in this way, which is not necessarily a low-key principle for entertaining demons. The wind and spirit gather together to form a pair of legs, and they change their bodies under the guidance of the wind and snow. They look like a dissolute little man.
The wind urged the snow and the wind spirit entered the inn. It was strange that the inn department was not weird. On the contrary, there was a little fireworks and excitement. In the lobby, several tables of Jianghu people dressed up their guests, drinking and punching, and another table of monks dressed up their guests. When they saw the wind spirit coming in, they looked up warily.
Wind spirit she one, consciousness hid behind the wind and snow.
At this time, the proprietress of the inn was greeted with a smile on her face, and her eyes couldn’t stop looking at the wind and snow. "Are the two guests going to eat or stay?"
The wind spirit emerged from behind the wind to push the snow. "Have you ever seen-"
The wind urged Yukine to interrupt Feng Ling’s unspoken words and "eat".
The wind urged the snow to drag the wind spirit to the monks. When the wind spirit shivered, it was about to make a dash for the door, but the wind urged the snow with great strength. He dragged the other side to the monks by the arm of the wind spirit. "Friends, can I borrow a seat?"
Say before a few monks reaction is one hand according to the wind spirit shoulder a clap wind spirit knee a soft directly collapsed in the chair.
The wife of shop-owner leaned in again, staring at the wind and urging the snow, and threw an ambiguous eye at her face. "What do you want to eat? Today’s food in our shop "
The Jianghu people at the next table are dissatisfied with patting the table first. "What’s the matter, boss? Why don’t we just give it to them?" It’ s not to see others, hahaha! "
Wife of shop-owner took a cross look at all JiaoChen way "don’t talk nonsense, it’s not just that you’ve come unfortunately. The thirty-third guest in the store today, these two men happen to be the thirty-third. You don’t have the luck to blame me."
Everyone was hushed.
The wind urged the snow with a look of surprise. "Then it seems that we are really lucky. In that case, let’s bring all the delicious dishes in your store."
The first time I saw such a rude guest, the proprietress "…"
Look at the handsome face in the wind and snow. The proprietress choked for a moment and soon sent a table of dishes enthusiastically.
Although this inn is in the middle of nowhere, the proprietress’s craftsmanship is not inferior, and a table full of delicacies is almost as good as a man’s banquet.
The wind urged the snow to be very satisfied and repeatedly praised the proprietress’s craftsmanship. The proprietress boasted that her face was shining and she was very shy. She also sat down beside the wind urged the snow to eat food together.
Wind spirit "…"
From the boss’s mouth, I learned that there is no city post around here. Businessmen and monks usually sleep on the spot. The boss has a unique vision and opened an inn here to entertain passing guests. Business is booming.
However, it is difficult to open an inn in this remote and wild place, not to mention whether the merchants and passers-by around you are uneasy or not. It is not good to rob the group of demons around you. If the boss dares to open an inn here alone, there must be extraordinary personnel.
Wife of shop-owner smiling eyes moved to the wind spirit body "the little male don’t eat? Unless you look down on my skills? "
Feng Ling has never eaten human food and repeatedly waved "I, I, I …"
The proprietress was amused by the wind. "Poof, don’t be afraid. We’re not going to kill any demon."
The friar sitting opposite smiled at Feng Ling.
Suddenly exposed, Feng Ling shivered and rolled his eyes and collapsed into a piece of cake and slipped along the chair.
The wind drives the snow "…"