Baiyinxi

On the night when Liansi Pavilion was destroyed, Yan's Immortal Sect also disbanded in the world. When Yan Zhian went to question his father, he only got the answer that everything was fate. Yan's Immortal Sect suffered numerous casualties in order to get rid of Qiansi Pavilion, but only gained more than ten years of peace. Another series of murders occurred in Xuancheng, and the perpetrators pointed directly at Qiansi Pavilion. He was determined to fight against Liansi Pavilion, and Yan Zhi'an, who was already a fast detective, pursued the case for thousands of miles and was about to catch the culprit, when he saw someone standing in front of him with a sword, and a cold light blocked his way forward. "You are no match for them. Take my advice, you'd better not go looking for death." Yan Zhi'an looked into Ning Changli's eyes and smiled suddenly, put the sword against his throat with his backhand, and said slowly: "Great, I like to seek death the most." ​• Qiansi Ge took revenge on the Yan family's fairy sect. Yan Zhi'an's family died tragically, leaving only his younger brother alive. Qiansi Ge liked to control ghosts and create illusions, and because of his illusion skills, he harmed his best friend. There is a magic weapon of the demon monk on Qiulian Mountain, which is good at resisting illusions and making illusions. It can make people dream to death. For hundreds of years, no one has dared to go up the mountain. In order to take revenge, Qiu Lianshan looked for the magic weapon of the demon monk. Even though Yan Zhi'an was on guard, he still fell into the trap. He turned into a fox and could return to human form if he needed to beg for a title. But there was only one person beside him, Ning Changli, who happened to be the least eloquent. On a rainy night when the temple was ruined, the sound of rain fell everywhere. At this moment, Yan Zhi'an, who had turned into a fox, grabbed the hem of Ning Changli's clothes and kept tickling him with his tail: "Monk, look, do I look like a human being?" Ning Changli closed his eyes tightly and remained silent. "Speak!" Yan Zhi'an was so arrogant that Ning Changli was forced by the fox to open his eyes while silently reciting Buddhist scriptures. "Don't monks be compassionate? Why don't you help me?" "Monks don't lie, fox donors... Respect themselves." Ning Changli said a cold word and closed his eyes without looking at Yan Zhi'an. With such a look on his face, his chest felt a little hot from the tail sweep. The fox in front of him did not move for a long time. He lowered his head and found that his hands were covered with fluff. When he lowered his eyes in shock, he was looking into the fox's round eyes. "Little monk, your ears are so red." "What are you hesitating about?" "You like me, right." Gong is a half-demon, and in this section they are in an illusion. Don't let strangers enter. The boring and coquettish attack. The unruly and tenacious beauty suffers. Purpose: Slay demons, uphold justice, and find the truth.