The strongest world crossing

"Young Master...Young Master..." Seeing Ye Zhen's dark face, Xiaobai seemed to be remembering something, but now that he had left Changzhou City, Xiaobai didn't know where to go.

Ye Zhen came back to his senses, pressed the familiar memory in his heart, smiled at Xiaobai, and said, "I was thinking about something just now, let me take you to fly, there is still a long way to go, before dark, try to reach Baoqing Square".

"Baoqingfang... I heard the young master mention it several times, what is that place, can it really help me restore my memory?" Xiaobai whispered in doubt.

"It should be possible," Ye Zhen said, shaking his right hand slightly, and a blue light appeared in his hand.

Xiaobai's beautiful eyes fell, and he saw that the jasper and Zhuchai were just lying in Ye Zhen's palm, and the tail of Zhuchai, except for two silver threads and bright pearls shining with white light, was the word "Little Baoqingfang" .

"This Zhuchai was picked up not far away when I rescued you that day, and it is a magic weapon made by Baoqingfang." Ye Zhen took the initiative to explain without waiting for Xiaobai to ask.

But Ye Zhen didn't explain why he took it out now, and Xiao Bai didn't ask, or even think about it.

"Speaking of Baoqingfang, the owner of the workshop is a vixen. I visited once two years ago. Although the rule is to make magic weapons only for monsters, I paid a price and asked her to make me a magic sword. It's easy to get up," Ye Zhen said with a light smile.

"Is this red hairpin... really mine?" Xiaobai asked doubtfully.

Hearing this, Ye Zhen grabbed Xiaobai's little hand, put Zhu Chai on it, and said softly, "Yes or no, hold it tightly and inject demon power to try it."

After the words fell, Xiaobai hardly thought about it. Wisps of white demonic power rose from Xiaobai's feet like a dream, circled around the amazingly curved body, and then sank into Zhu Chai.

"Buzz!"

An extremely strong wave of air involuntarily came out of Xiaobai, or Zhu Chai, who was suspended.

Flying sand and rolling stones, blowing away everything around.

The hem of Ye Zhenyi's clothes was shaken violently by the blow, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was surprised.

But the next moment, Zhu Chai's precious light all converged, and fell down together with Xiaobai.

Ye Zhen stopped Xiaobai's slender waist with one hand, and grabbed the falling Zhuchai with the other, frowning slightly.

But then, Xiaobai Youyou woke up, with a little pain in his eyes.

Facing Ye Zhen's worried and questioning eyes, Xiaobai forced a smile and said, "I... saw some, bad memory... fragments".

Letting go of Xiaobai's slender waist, Ye Zhen said with a smile on his face, "It seems that Zhu Chai is undoubtedly yours."

Saying that, Ye Zhen raised his hand and inserted Zhu Chai into the blue hair that Xiao Bai fixed with a hair band.

Before Xiaobai came back to his senses, Ye Zhen grabbed Xiaobai's hand directly, his figure flew up, and the surrounding gold flowed backwards at a high speed.

Not long after, in the dense forest, a small workshop with a dilapidated and strange appearance appeared in front of the two of them.

Stepped in, and soon, a wooden cart with weird shape appeared in front of the two of them. Two little devils pushed the wooden cart, and on the top of the wooden cart sat a charming woman who was too enchanting and wearing revealing clothes.

Seeing the vixen's clothes, Xiao Bai couldn't help frowning slightly.

The little fox jumped off the wooden cart, the corners of the ultra-short skirt turned up, and the scenery was displayed in front of Ye Zhen at a glance.

But Ye Zhen was not moved by it at all, because Ye Zhen knew that the vixen in front of him, who was full of obsession and obsession, was an old woman inside.

"Yo!"

The fox demon showed surprise on his face, leaning forward, the two of them had a panoramic view of the scenery, and said coquettishly, "So it's you, an interesting little guy, and this girl, a cultivator, and a jumping snake The demon, unexpectedly came together"

"It looks...they are still so close. I don't know what the two of them are talking about. Is there something wrong with Zhu Chai, or is it the sword?"

With a smile on the corner of Ye Zhen's mouth, he whispered, "Xiaobai has lost her memory for some reason, I want you to help her restore her memory, the price is easy to say, how about the 500-year-old psychic grass?"

The little fox shrank his pupils, and said with a coquettish smile, "It's such a big handwriting, just to restore this girl's memory. Could it be that you fell in love with this girl?"

Ignoring the teasing meaning in the fox demon's words, Ye Zhen said calmly, "Just say you can, or you can't".

"Of course... this Zhuchai is an incredible magic weapon. It can absorb other people's mana for its own use, but the way of heaven lasts forever. Everything you gain is bound to be lost. What this girl loses is her memory..."

As we talked, a row of drawers fell from the sky, and the little fox took out a red scale from one of the drawers and handed it to the two of them.

"Here, take it. As for the reward, let's forget it. The little guy can just come and accompany this girl as long as he has nothing to do."

Ye Zhen chuckled, turned around and left with Xiao Bai.

"What a...interesting little guy..." Seeing the backs of the two leaving, the vixen lay on a wooden frame with a charming posture.

After leaving Baoqingfang, Xiaobai's eyes never left the scales which were bigger than her two little hands combined.

Su Mei frowned tightly, and with the inexplicable red light flickering on the scales, some memory fragments kept slowly emerging.

Ye Zhen noticed a detail, the jasper and vermilion hairpin inserted in the little white hair had been shining faintly with fluorescence.

Ye Zhen didn't bother, just walked aimlessly like this, and this walk went directly from the afternoon to the nightfall.

suddenly!Sensing something from the soul power that had been released all the time, Ye Zhen stopped, and a talisman containing a strong murderous aura was brought up by two fingers.

Chapter 270

In the night, amidst the smog, a black shadow scurried back and forth, approaching the two of them extremely quickly.

Ye Zhen's pupils turned back and forth with the phantom.

"boom!"

The next moment, the talisman ignited a raging golden light from Ye Zhen's hand, and the surrounding mist, which was soaked with strong monster aura, retreated instantly as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and the talisman that ignited golden flames between his fingers turned into a golden rainbow. The bleak killing intent instantly evaporated all the monster energy, and the golden light burst instantly, locking onto the place where the figure landed in advance.

Enveloped by the killing intent that erupted in the golden light, the illuminated figure showed a frightened expression on his face.

Then it was about to be dyed into ashes in the next moment, but the memory in Xiaobai's mind exploded instantly when he saw the figure's appearance.

"Xiaoqing!"

"Om..."

A strange buzzing sound sounded, and the talisman that had arrived in front of him was drawn by Ye Zhen's fingertips, turned a corner in mid-air, and shot at the big tree not far from the figure.

"boom!"

There was a huge explosion, and the big tree that needed three people hugging was instantly blown into powder. Before the powder flew, it turned into raging fire and burned again. In an instant, the big tree just now didn't even leave ashes.

A trace of cold sweat slid down the figure's cheeks, and finally fell from the sharp and white chin. This talisman Ruruo fell on her just now. Because of restraint, the fate may be even more miserable than this big tree.

"Xiao Bai, you are actually with humans, and you are a Taoist priest!" The figure who escaped from death took off his bamboo hat, and shouted at the dazed Xiao Baijiao.

"Your name is Xiaoqing?" Ye Zhen looked at the blue snake scales on Xiaoqing's face that exploded due to anger.

"Xiaoqing...Xiaobai...Xu Xuan...Wori..." These three names kept replaying in Ye Zhen's mind, and a feeling of being a dog came out of nowhere.