Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 811: How on earth is it done?

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As a nine-tailed fox demon, the woman has not encountered anything beyond her own understanding for a long time, let alone something that scares her. However, Tu Siyan’s death was too weird. She was clearly there just a moment ago. Playing chess with her, he died a violent death.

Moreover, the energy and energy on Tu Siyan’s body had been relatively intact before, but it was like broken sand pinched together. As soon as the woman touched it, it all collapsed in an instant.

“How could this happen, how could this happen…Did someone kill her? It’s impossible, it’s impossible…”

The woman stood up suspiciously, looking around inside and outside the small building, concentrating all her spiritual thoughts, constantly investigating and calculating, but all the feedback from her senses told her that everything was normal.

However, the clear result of the calculation made the woman even more panicked. Tu Siyan was really killed, and died more than ten breaths ago…

The woman was tense and alert for a long time before she relaxed a little. It seemed that the opponent’s target was only Tu Siyan.

“Uh-huh…”

Exhaling slowly, I forced myself to calm down. This was my way of doing things. The panic and uneasiness did not last long, but the strong fear became increasingly difficult to suppress.

Kneel down and wake up again, the woman gently brushed Tu Siyan’s hair, and a layer of ice crystals began to form around Tu Siyan’s body, which soon froze Tu Siyan’s body.

‘Is it because of fate? It must be him! ’

In this situation and at this time, all the woman could think of was the Great Immortal Ji who came to the door with the Buddhist King Ming to settle the score with Tu Siyan.

Although it is difficult to directly deduce that Ji Yuan killed Tu Siyan, the woman had a strong intuition in her heart that told her that this was the case.

But at this moment, the woman hesitated again and again whether to go over and question Ji Yuan.

You know, before the woman knew Ji Yuan, she suffered a big loss from Ji Yuan. She originally thought she had met an interesting little fox and wanted to take him as a plaything, but she was accidentally killed by Ji Yuan. The design brought a strange illusion, in which the incarnation of the divine mind also died, and the body is still damaged even now.

For Ji Yuan, the woman is now wary and a little afraid, but this is not a question of whether she dares to go, but a question of whether she should go.

……

After Ji Yuanyoumeng’s sword strike, his figure in the dream gradually dissipated, just like when the dream changes or disappears, and returns to a normal state of deep sleep.

In Tu Yi’s study room, Ji Yuan, who was lying on the wooden couch, turned over comfortably and murmured something.

“Good wine…good sword…”

Tu Tong, Tu Miao, Tu Yi and King Foyin Ming outside, and even several fox demons including Tu Sisi not far from the table, all vaguely heard Ji Yuan’s dream.

Tu Sisi and many fox demons have a very different perception of Ji Yuan than before. They have an inexplicable awe and even a hint of admiration for Ji Yuan.

I thought it was difficult to find a person as free and freehand as Patriarch Tu Yi in the world? But Ji Yuan’s previous appearance of drinking and discussing swords has been completely engraved in the hearts of all viewers.

At this moment, Tingji Yuan was tasting wine and swords in a dream. Combined with the previous scene, it gave off a feeling of a carefree immortal and a carefree world. It almost sublimated the imagination of countless fox women about immortals. I don’t know how many jade fox caves there are. The female fox demon felt a trace of imaginary admiration for Ji Yuan. Even Tu Sisi stared blankly in the direction of the tree pavilion for a long time, then immediately shook her head and looked at Tu Yi.

‘Sure enough, the immortals that Senior Yi knows are so unique. Mr. Ji must be the most unique one among the immortals! ’

After Ji Yuan came to this world, before he realized the art of dream walking, the feeling of dreaming became farther and farther away from Ji Yuan. Until after he realized the art of dream walking, dreaming felt much closer to Ji Yuan. ?But even so? His dreams are still very different from ordinary people.

This time, although Ji Yuan also realized that he knew the correspondence in the dream, he also realized that this dream was a real dream and had the feeling of a real ordinary person dreaming. Of course, it was also a good dream. A dream, at least for him.

Now that Tu Siyan is dead, Ji Yuan can have a better dream and sleep comfortably in the warmth of wine.

……

The white paper Tu Miao placed in front of the table has already written a long volume, and it is still extending. The paper on which the text is written has been dragged to the ground, but he is still writing furiously, occasionally adding The picture shows the figures of Ji Yuan and Tu Yi fighting each other. However, Ji Yuan would definitely look down on Tu Miao’s painting here. It’s not that the painting is not good but that it doesn’t look like it. It’s not that the face doesn’t look like it, but that it’s divine will. Ten do not save one.

However, this is based on the fact that one must pay attention when writing and the luck must be true. In fact, Tu Miao’s level is not only rare in the human world, but also absolute in the world of demon cultivation and even the world of immortality. It’s not bad, at least Tu Tong, Tu Yi and even King Foyin Ming paid much attention to Tu Miao’s writings.

“Brother Miao, after you finish writing, please borrow me to read more~”

Tu Tong smiled coquettishly, and his words were so numb that it was almost like a tease, and Tu Miao responded happily as if he was flirting.

“That’s natural.”

After all, Tu Tong and Tu Miao are relatively relaxed now, so Mr. Ji should not be able to make any waves, at least in the Jade Fox Cave. As for outside the Jade Fox Cave, he can’t make any waves. No need to care now.

Tu Yi pretended not to hear what the two of them said, but he was also more concerned about the writings Tu Miao was writing. Although he himself definitely understood more than these bystanders, it did not prevent him from viewing it from another angle. Control harvest.

About half an hour later, a ray of light suddenly appeared on the horizon, and then the light turned into a woman in white at high altitude, and slowly flew towards the position in front of the valley lake with the wind.

Tu Miao stopped writing, frowned slightly, and Tu Tong looked at each other and then looked into the air, each with doubts in his mind.

‘Why is she here? ’

“Shouldn’t she be watching over Tu Siyan?”

Tu Yi also looked at the visitor thoughtfully. The old monk Foyin also woke up from his meditation and looked at the fourth nine-tailed fox with a calm expression. He was secretly shocked by the details of the Jade Fox Cave. exaggerate.

“It’s so good, no wonder the old saying goes, nine tails can’t come out of the jade fox sky!”

As the old monk Foyin praised the Buddha, the woman was getting closer and closer. She looked at the wine jars that could be seen everywhere in the open space in the valley. Most of them were empty. The surrounding mountains were filled with foxes from near to far. There was no Ji Yuan among the four people at the table, and the next moment, she noticed Ji Yuan’s aura in the tree pavilion.

The woman fell from the sky expressionlessly, and Tu Miao immediately asked.

“Tu Xin, why are you here? Don’t you have time to come over?”

“Yes, sister Tu Xin, are you actually free to come over?”

Tu Tong frowned slightly. While asking, he looked at Tu Xin with doubts in his eyes and winked slightly.

Until now, Tu Xin showed a natural smile and took the lead in saluting the old monk Foyin.

“Venerable Foyin, the little girl Tu Xin is right!”

“I return the favor.”

The old monk Foyin just bowed in return and stopped talking, while Tu Xin deliberately looked around for a while.

“Didn’t I say that a real immortal and King Ming came to visit my Jade Fox Cave? Why can’t I see only the venerable immortal? Hey! There is the spirit of immortality in Brother Yi’s house. Is it inside?”

Tu Xin said and wanted to walk towards the tree house, but before Tu Yi could say anything, Tu Miao reached out to stop her.

“Don’t bother Mr. Ji. While he was drinking, Mr. Ji was discussing swordsmanship with Tu Yi. The swords were ringing after three days of drinking. He finally got drunk and is now asleep in the tree pavilion.”

“Drunk? Real immortals can also be drunk? Uh-huh, the little girl is very curious~ Is it really Mr. Ji inside?”

Tu Tong smiled, approached Tu Xin and took her hand, jokingly smiling.

“Sister Tu Xin was joking. Of course it was Mr. Ji. Mr. Ji’s swordsmanship is mysterious, and he is even better at wielding a sword while drunk. You, but you missed it. Maybe we will never see him again in this world…”

As he spoke, Tu Tong secretly conveyed his thoughts to the other side.

‘Tu Xin, what are you doing? Why are you here if you don’t guard Tu Siyan? Still want to mess with Ji Yuan? We had a hard time coaxing him! ’

Tu Xin’s face showed a hint of complexity. She looked at Tu Tong and responded with spiritual thoughts.

‘No need to watch, Tu Siyan died…in just half an hour, he died quietly in front of me, his energy and spirit were completely shattered…’

“What…”

Tu Tong couldn’t help but scream. Although he stopped speaking after just one word, it still attracted the attention of others. They looked at him. Tu Tong suppressed his shock and tried his best to maintain his composure on the surface. After passing the truth to Tu Miao and Tu Yi, a look of surprise flashed across their faces.

The old monk Foyin stood on one side. He didn’t know what riddle the nine-tailed foxes were playing, but he could still see the changes in their demeanor. Even if it was just a fleeting change, it was enough for him to understand that absolutely Something terrible happened, but I didn’t want to tell him.

“Sister Tu Xin, please sit down first. The scene of my sword discussion before I wrote it has reached the subtle point. I will let you read it after I finish writing, so that you can have a glimpse of the magic of the sword discussion in the previous three days.”

Tu Miaoqiang calmed himself down, sat back at the table, picked up the pen, and started writing again. However, he felt uneasy and lost the charm of his writing. The writing that was originally passable now seemed a bit messy, leaving only the superficial beauty of words and pictures.

Tu Tong was in a similar situation, and he and Tu Xin frequently looked at the tree pavilion. Find Shuyuan wwww.スhaoshuyuan.com

“By the way, sister, I haven’t asked Mr. Ji when he went to bed yet.”

“Well, it was almost half an hour ago…”

Tu Xin looked at the old monk Foyin with a smile again, pretending not to know.

“Your Majesty, are you and Mr. Ji the only ones here this time? They didn’t notify me. It’s really bad. The True Immortal Mingwang is here, so I should also come to see you.”

“Well, no need to be too polite. Mr. Ji and I are the only ones here.”

“Yes, there were only Mr. Ji and Venerable Foyin, and Mr. Ji never left here. We all watched him fall asleep drunk.”

Tu Yi’s words not only refer to Ji Yuan’s never leaving the valley, but also imply that Ji Yuan showed no trace of casting spells after being drunk. Tu Tong and Tu Miao were also paying attention to Ji Yuan at this point, so they nodded together. .

Besides, Tu Xin has been staying with Tu Siyan all the time these days. Even if Ji Yuan is not drunk, he can only hold him back if he rushes to the door. What’s more, Ji Yuan is still drunk and lying in the tree pavilion. Four Even a Buddhist Mingwang of the Nine-tailed Fox knows that its aura is always the same.

Perhaps the strangeness of the four nine-tailed foxes was too strong. The old monk Foyin seemed to have thought of something vaguely, and secretly calculated Tu Siyan’s matter in his mind. Different from the previous ambiguity, this time After a while, the answer came – Tu Siyan, dead!

So, while the old monk Foyin was frightened, he also had the same doubts as the four nine-tailed foxes whose eyes frequently drifted towards the book pavilion.

‘Is it really a matter of fate? How…how did he do it? ’

       

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