Authentic Magic Gate

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She is Ye Ting, and she is not Ye Ting. The incarnation was originally useful, but she has some self-existence. This does not make Ye Qinglian confused, what makes her awkward is that she is a woman and the body is a man.

Androgynous, just like some demons.

Ye Qinglian is always cold-faced, most of the reason is this, she is not an incarnation of a strange personality.

Bai Jia warned Bai Shiyi not to be rude to Ye Qinglian. Ye Qinglian felt the awe of the other party and felt that it was still a very interesting thing, so she was happier and smiled.

This feeling is not only her own, but also Ye Ting's.

Her troubles are also Ye Ting's troubles.

Ye Ting is now more afraid of death than ever before, because if resurrected, it will become Ye Qinglian.

"Ye Daoyou ..." Baijia felt that there was a three-day journey to the sect gate, so he was awkward not to speak, so he took the initiative to speak.

"What's the matter?" Ye Qinglian's eyes were still looking out the window.

"How did Feitian Yujianli get it?"

"Strength is crushed, there is a little trick, but it is useless to the ancestors like the Hou Tu Zong. Also, it is far away from the Hou Tu Zong. It ’s okay to talk about it. It ’s close to thousands of miles. Monk, he will feel when he mentions it. If you say this again, we will all die unless we do n’t go in. "

"It's my speech." Bai Jia apologized.

"Severely wounded virtual realms are more acute and more afraid of death, let alone a definite threat, that is, there is little induction, and you will go all out. Bai Daoyou, you better don't think of anything too fierce in your heart."

"We know." White armor is slightly unhappy. This kind of thing should be taken out and said, really when we don't understand anything?

"But we can talk about the future of the Bai family."

When Bai Jia heard this, the death on his face was all washed away. He said seriously: "Yao Daoyou, do you think he can control Bai Jiayi?"

"Of course you can, as long as you help your son as much as possible, don't fight for it. Just practice it all."

Bai Shiyi felt that his father was too despising himself, but he dared not say so. He must have no power of his own, and all his men are father's cronies.

"The white master of ceremonies is not strong enough, but after the Bai family itself has been hit hard. What options do you have? My son supports you, you are the owner of the Bai family, the future master of the thick soil sect. There is one thing you can rest assured, etc. My son will not leave until you are seated. "

Ye Qinglian smiled at the white armor's face. Dissatisfaction, pride, anger, resentment, all kinds of emotions have destroyed the old monk. If such a person can become a hegemon, then it is heavenly.

"Thank you Ye Daoyou for your support." Bai Jia thanked Ye Qinglian for his son, and what he thought was forced to be suppressed.

"There is nothing to thank. I am a monk of the demon gates. I do what I want. I want to do it before I can do it. Others can't force me." Ye Qinglian's eyes fell outside the window.

The snow was not too thick. A yellow deer ran through the sparse woods, and white gas was blowing from his nostrils.

Such ordinary creatures can survive in this world. The existence of white armor is not without reason. How can you focus on ordinary things?

Perhaps looking at the snow scene is more conducive to practicing than dealing with things in the mortal kingdom.

In the course of Mo Xiu's life, there were only more than ten years spent in the world. Most of the time, they are hiding in the realm of spiritual practice, and they don't do things such as white armor.

Bai Jia has never met a monk like Ye Qinglian and doesn't know how to continue. Fortunately, Ye Qinglian didn't aim at him like this, and then said again: "The white master of ceremonies wants to sit in this position. The most important thing for Li Di Sect is to have more contributions. Yulongcheng is good at purifying materials and has a large inventory , Let your son do it. Nothing can go wrong. "

When Bai Jia heard it, this was the truth.

Site Sect doesn't care who manages Hou Tu Sect, they need more equipment and more wealth. If Hou Tu Zong can provide better than before, then Hou Tu Zong is to satisfy Li Di Zong, so don't worry about your son's affairs.

"Yulong City will provide you with raw materials for a long time, and the price will not be too cheap, but some of your profits are stronger than before, which is a very pleasant cooperation, isn't it?"

Bai Jiaxin said that it was really difficult to communicate with the monks. If you have a choice, you will not be together with Yulong City. Fortunately, this Ye Qinglian and Xiao Bai seem to be born in Daomen, and Yulong City is not a pure Demon sect. Otherwise, your own trouble is really too much.

"Ye Daoyou, don't know what resources Yulong City can provide?"

"The basic materials of the five elements equipment, is this enough?"

"Anything!"

"Of course, and there are no preset attributes, there will be no traces of magic gates. You can declare to the outside that Yulong City is an alliance-style sect, and all three religions have monks."

Bai Jiaxin said that this is not a good thing in the Yupan mainland, but if you can provide better refining resources, it can still be done by the Lizong side. The site sect does not speak, others have a fart use.

Before waiting for him to say anything, Ye Qinglian suddenly said: "Do you usually deliver goods, are there any road robbers?"

Bai Jia stunned, Ye Qinglian said: "There is a formation trap in the first hundred miles, very concealed."

Bai Jia's heart was awe-inspiring, wouldn't it be that the news on her side had leaked? Or there is suspicion over Zongmen? It is impossible for me to use Ye Ting's power to solve the enemy, otherwise it would really be over.

Because it is entirely possible to be a temptation. If there are more inexplicable monks around him, even if there is suspicion on the side of Zongmen, he will first take down and talk about it.

How to do it? Not to mention Ye Ting, you shouldn't bring twenty infants into the mountain gate. This is the rule.

But if you do n’t hit it, if the other party falsifies it and directly grabs your goods, the fun will be even bigger. You do n’t need to explain it. If you lose your supplies, it is a death sentence.

Ye Qinglian smiled and said, "Go around."

"Ah?" White armor suddenly awakened and encountered trouble. It is not necessary to go up and there is a hundred miles away. Why do you have to fight the enemy? If there is no formation trap, there are three babies who can shoot The environment, plus a bunch of monk monks, can deal with any enemy.

When necessary, you can still shoot. Although your own realm is insufficient, the combat strength is much stronger than that of the infant realm monks, and the equipment is also the best.

Ye Qinglian's eyes fell on the soldiers escorting the convoy, and slowly said: "There is also a batch of war equipment that I support you, are you really so confident?"

White armor is embarrassing. Those war equipments are said to threaten infantile environment and kill Jiedan. He doesn't quite believe it. I originally thought that Ye Ting was to sell him pit money. Now listening to Ye Qinglian, what equipment is really effective?

"Someone intercepted this time, which is a good thing for you. Remember to record the battle process with the implement. In the future, whether your Bai family can grow and make a fortune depends on how effective this battle is."

Ye Qinglian didn't put the interceptor in her heart. With her fighting power, three or five monks of the same state could be easily cut down.

It's just that he suppressed the realm, and it made people look like a monk, and he didn't want to do it in advance.

The team moved forward, suddenly turned after ten miles, and walked towards the path. What Ye Qinglian didn't tell White Armor was that there was also an ambush on the trail, maybe it was a real ambush.

As long as the breath of that formation is deliberately investigated, it is impossible to conceal the infant monk. The original formation trap was used to block the road, so you dare not move forward.

Under the order of White Armor, a hundred large vehicles, every five vehicles were gathered together to form a small battle array, and the soldiers escorting the large vehicles began to get nervous and join the battle at any time.

White armor is not stupid, and the enemy will turn in another direction, but if there is no teamwork here, it will be easier to fight.

The path was already covered with snow, and the infant monk in the forefront released a gust of wind, blowing the snow away. It seems to make it easier for the cart to walk, but in fact it is always ready to attack the enemy with spells ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The cart itself, the materials delivered are relatively low-level, the real high-grade goods are all equipped in space in.

The monk's convoy is itself a combination of formations, which is a very common method among the sect. With this convoy, infantry monks transporting real supplies have at least doubled their combat effectiveness.

The infant monk at the forefront suddenly roared, and the gusts of wind released from the two sleeves were mixed with hundreds of arrows and covered in a shadow in the snow.

The shadow was against the ground, slowly stood up, but it was a cloak. A snow-white face appeared under the cloak, but it was a short nun.

"Sin Zai, Zai Daoyou, you Thousand Sects killing monks and refining their souls. Are these things worthy of being monks? Why don't you follow me to the sky Buddhist altar to repent and leave a life!"

White armor is sulking, why is it a monk? No, it ’s a nun.

This nun is really spitting blood. The Hou Tu Sect naturally has the method of refining the soul, but that is the soul fragment, which is no longer a soul in the strict sense. The three religions are not allowed to refine the soul. How big is the Hou Tu Sect? How dare you do this.

The nun's cloak flew up, blocking hundreds of arrows out of his body, and a string of beads in his hand flew up to the neck of the infant monk.

The infant monk suddenly felt that there was only a string of beads between heaven and earth, and his neck was taking the initiative to meet him, as if he was surrendering.

The monk squeezed his finger, and a piece of wood was broken. His figure was carried by the wind. Suddenly, it seemed to be like a dead leaf, and it flew up without traces. Jin Lei, rushed to the car behind the monk. To be continued.