When she stopped, Wei Lin behind him had already caught up. He did not stop and continued to walk forward.

The short moment of the mistake was enough for Yun Li to see his expression clearly, light and no surprise.

She was stunned. The senior brother had thought of this for a long time and was looking forward to the arrival of that moment.

Sure enough, the next moment, his voice transmission sounded from the sea of ​​consciousness: "Eliminating a killer is equivalent to a hand in Duancan Ye Pavilion, not to mention that he also used the first person to kill him."

"You can also lock the eyes of the four major sects firmly on Canye Pavilion. This is a killing of multiple goals, and this spirit stone will not be white."

Yun Li followed up worriedly, "But you are still in Canye Pavilion, you have been so active. Now there are no monks in the entire continent who don't know about you."

Over the years, he has been taking Mo You to do tasks from all over the world, and more and more people have assassinated.

What's even more annoying is that because Mo You often exposed that almost everyone he killed would be known to the monks in the world.

In the past one or two years, Mo Huai and others have begun to set up ambush. He often needs to be encircled by the elites of the four factions, complete the assassination and escape in a noble manner.

The name of the Demon King Qianjiu is even more terrifying. If this continues, he will be afraid that he will be able to get enemies in the future. Even if he leaves Canye Pavilion, it will be difficult for him to have a foothold in the Canglan Continent.

She was very suspicious that the purpose of letting her senior brother take Mo You in the Pavilion was to expose her whereabouts anytime and anywhere.

Each task is like walking on a cliff, and there is no intention of reducing the task in the pavilion. Whatever you think is self-evident.

"Isn't the antidote?" Wei Lin raised his eyes and looked at the dark sky. A warm current passed through his heart. The cool breeze that brushed across his cheeks seemed to have a hint of warmth.

"It's not just about having eyes."

Speaking of Yun Li, he felt a little relieved, "We found Ling Chu Zhenjun's cave, which contained her Wanling Pill Recipe, which was the one Wen Xueluo ate."

"Nine-Chief Tower and Bai Yue Lianxin are the main medicines. When we go back, A Yan and the others will start to refine the alchemy. At the latest, they should be successful in the Jiuliyuan Secret Realm."

"So, you can take less tasks. I can still get some temporary antidotes. It will be fine to last for the past few years."

After a moment of silence, Wei Lin asked, "The Ten Thousand Spirit Pill was refined by Ling Chu Zhenjun's Nascent Soul in the late stage. Are you sure that you can refine it with An Ran and the others' current cultivation level?"

Yun Li was also a little uncertain, "It should be possible. My cousin is already a seventh-grade alchemist, and there is also Ayan's help. She is also a fifth-grade alchemist."

After pausing for a moment, Yun Li said again: "If it really doesn't work, I'll go and ask for help from Danyang Zhenren. He is a elixir, and when he sees the recipe for Wanling Pills, he will definitely be itchy. He is just a little risky to find him."

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this method was also feasible. If Devil May Cry had to be refined by outsiders, she might be able to see the clues, but the Wanling Pill that can relieve hundreds of poisons did not have this concern.

In the eyes of outsiders, at best, it is an extremely awesome antidote pill. Who knows what poison she uses to detoxify?

Next, she described the characteristics of the layman's skills of the Jiuchun Building and their plans to him.

After a while, she thought that since he knew that this was the four major factions, he should avoid it, and hurriedly asked, "Why have you been sent to this mission?"

Wei Lin's eyes were cold. Because Mo You had Xingye's space teleportation method, over the years, the pavilion had exposed his whereabouts without any scruples, and the dangerous tasks were directly sent to himself.

He had long thought of this result, and what else could be more natural than the sensation caused by himself and Mo You.

After all, they are often exposed.

After a moment of silence, he pretended to be relaxed; "With Moyou here, I want to cause chaos, isn't it possible anytime, anywhere."

"I will come naturally, otherwise, wherever she goes, and wherever she gathers, it will be exposed before the plan begins."

Yun Li raised her eyes. In the endless night, the tall figure in front of her was like pine and bamboo, firm and upright, with the wind filling her robe sleeves, and the soft three thousand ink hair was light and light, revealing a little light and chic, but it was hard to hide her loneliness.

She slowly exhaled and would go over. When Devil May Cry was relieved, everything would be fine.

When we arrived near the inn, Wei Lin turned his feet and stepped into the alley next to him, and sent a message: "Here."

Yun Li came to her senses and quickly said, "Mu Shaoxun lives in Room No. 16, Tianzi. She is tall, neither thin nor fat, with thick eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and a light red mole on her right wing..

....”

In the darkness, Wei Lin raised his eyes and said, "You have described it so carefully. Have you been staring at him?"

"ah?"

Yun Li was stunned for a moment. She had some ideas and naturally had to observe people clearly.

The words of confession came to her mouth, and she swallowed them back and said guiltily: "No, either, I have seen him a few times. His mole is very clear and I noticed it at a glance, haha."

After saying that, she remembered that she was nothing wrong with her. She felt guilty and was about to say something, Wei Lin's voice transmission sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Ali, good dream."

Yun Li was slightly stunned, as if feathers were blowing by her heart, it was numb, and a strange feeling surged into her heart. She grinned unconsciously, and her eyebrows were curved with smiles.

He nodded vigorously, and remembered the big night again. He might not see it. She looked at the alley next to her with her own light, "Then I'll go in."

There was no tone or emotion transmission, but for some reason, he fell into Wei Lin's sea of ​​consciousness, but he felt that the transmission seemed to turn into jumping notes, which made his sea of ​​consciousness ripples of pleasure.

Watching her enter the inn, Wei Lin leaned gently against the wall, calmed his breath and invisible, waiting for dawn.

In the inn.

"You picked up the spirit stone?"

Mu Yan looked at Yun Li in surprise, walked to the table with brisk steps, picked up the teapot and poured water.

Yun Li took a sip of water, "There is such a good thing, isn't this going to be obtained by Jiuchong Building?"

"Is that true?"

Mu Yan suspected that when Uncle An brought the Nine-Central Tower today, although she was also very happy, she was not as good as she is now. She was full of joy in her body and bones.

"Oh, it's getting late, go to bed!"

Mu Yan:...

She stepped forward, turned Yun Li's body, raised her hand and pinched her face, and threatened: "If you don't explain it clearly to me today, don't think about sleep!"

As he said that, he let go of Yunli's face and scratched her waist.

Yun Li was always afraid of itchyness. While twisting and hiding from her hand, she begged for mercy: "Hey, don't scratch, don't scratch, I'll say I'll say!"

After listening to her words, Mu Yan was speechless, "So you are so happy because of his good dream?"

Yun Li nodded and analyzed to her seriously: "That's what I think. If I could hear my senior brother say a good dream every day before going to bed, wouldn't that mean that everyone has been together and the years are quiet?"

Mu Yan no longer knows what to say, is this a long-term idea?

Also, is this too naive? As a monk, fighting with heaven and people, where can there be any peaceful time?

The next day, the sky was as clear as white as before.

A figure sneaked out of the inn and landed in the alley.

Looking at the man who was looking around after landing, Wei Lin twitched his mouth and sold some medicine. He kept it in the front door and did not leave, and had to climb over the window.

It's convenient for him, so he doesn't have to search deliberately.

Fighting against an alchemist who is a foundation-building stage, there is no pressure at all. Wei Lin subdued the man in a few seconds and said gloomyly: "I heard that a fellow Taoist has a spiritual fruit that will directly promote the fifth-level monster to seventh.

I wonder if there are any such spiritual fruits?"

Mu Shaoxun cursed in his heart, and he knew it would be like this. After the monster of Danyang Zhenren succeeded that day, he felt that people around him always glanced at his storage bag intentionally or unintentionally.

It was a hasty person. If he had known that someone would have been waiting, he would have been shameless yesterday and asked the wicked little girl to help him protect him.

It is hard to buy regret medicine in the world. Facing the cold sword blade on the neck, Mu Shaoxun quickly begs for mercy: "Fellow Taoist, please spare me, I only have one, I really only have one!"

“Oh, is that?

The person who came obviously didn't believe it, and the coldness in his long tone became even worse, and then his neck hurt.

Mu Shaoxun's scalp exploded and hurriedly shouted: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I, I will give you the spirit stone."

"If you kill you, aren't your spirit stones all mine."

The sound of Mu Shaoxun was heard, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve: "You, you can't kill me, I'm with the monks of Taiyi Sect. If you kill me, Taiyi Sect will definitely not let you go

of!"

The visitor seemed to be moved by him. After weighing the pros and cons, he said coldly: "Do you open the storage bag yourself, or do I come?"

Mu Shaoxun hurriedly said, "I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself!"

When the storage bag was opened, Wei Lin couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy when he saw what was inside.

As an alchemist, he is still in the foundation building stage, with only a dozen low-grade spirit stones. Spiritual plants are also very common. Except for the precious nine-level building, the rest are really uninterested in robbing.

Seeing the disgust in the other party's eyes, Mu Shaoxun's face turned red. He was not good at fighting and needed to buy all kinds of spiritual plants and medicinal materials;

Yu Dandao has no outstanding talent in his career, and the elixirs he has refined are not good and cannot sell a few spirit stones. If he hadn't wanted to make a sigh of relief, he would have given up on elixir refining.

Immediately, he felt a little more anticipation. Will the other party not take him so much attention?

In his expectation, Wei Lin accurately took away the jade box containing the Nine-Level Building, opened it and confirmed it, and left.
Chapter completed!