Beaten wasn't sure whether the Master Duan on the mountain was there or not, so he took out the letter from the patriarch who asked her to send it to Master Duan from his sleeve, and stared at it thoughtfully.

At this moment, the formation in front of Beaten suddenly formed layers of ripples, as if a stone was thrown into the water, and the white ripples quickly spread out, forming the appearance of a door.

Beaten put away the letter, not afraid of any conspiracy ahead, and stepped in indifferently.

Stepping in, the scene in front of Beaten's eyes changed dramatically. The snow-capped mountains and ice in the barrier melted away, revealing a spring feeling. The temperature was just right, and it was the season of spring flowers blooming.

Beaten was convinced, this should be the small world of Mi Xu.

Master Duan was originally an artifact refining master of the Immortal Race, and it is not surprising that he can practice the small world of Mi Xu.

Beaten followed the leading cardinals to a bamboo building. A man in a white Taoist robe turned his back to her, with a few strands of white hair interspersed in his long drooping hair, which looked a bit rough and sloppy.

Beaten temporarily restrained her ghostly energy: "I dare to ask you who..."

"I am Duan Changqin." The man turned around, revealing a middle-aged face with some vicissitudes.

His beard is unshaven, his skin is sallow, and his eyes are full of blue and dark circles, as if he has not rested for many days and nights.

He looked at Biten for a while with probing eyes, and was silent for a while: "A person from the Xiling tribe in Youzhou?"

Biten is also looking at him calmly: "I am the current Dingtian Palace Master, named Biten, the sixth oldest in the clan, I am here to ask for something and help the patriarch send a letter. ."

Duan Changqin didn't seem to be sociable, and nodded with a blank expression. Beaten handed the letter over. He took out the letter and glanced at it. His eyes changed slightly, and he couldn't hide his surprise.

He murmured: "The person who has a relationship with "Heaven's Eye" actually appeared..."

Chapter 36 The Thirty-sixth time

Beaten's face turned very ugly for a moment.

She frowned and suppressed her anxiety: "Senior, how do you say this? What is the origin of the eyes of the sky?"

There was a hint of hostility in her words, almost a gaffe.

Biten knew that the eye of the sky was originally a thing of the immortal clan. If Lou Jing was really related to the immortal clan, what kind of identity would she want to live with him in the future?

Since ancient times, immortals and ghosts have different paths, not to mention that she is an evil spirit among ghosts, destined to be enemies with those immortals who claim to be responsible for eliminating demons and defending the way.

If it really comes to that time, if Lou Jing is really from the fairy clan...

How should she treat him?

Beaten clenched her fingers, gritted her teeth secretly, and scolded what a bloody drama this was.

Duan Changqin didn't notice Beaten's rudeness. He was so immersed in his own world that he didn't have time to notice this trivial matter. Come!"

Beaten looked at him with a gloomy look in her eyes: "Of course I'm here, but I want to hear something from senior about Heavenly Eye first."

Duan Changqin did not expect that she would make this request, frowned for a moment and thought for a moment, then pondered: "What is the relationship between that person and you?"

Beaten stared at him with deep eyes: "He's my husband."

"..."

Duan Changqin's first reaction: "How can this be done! You—you..."

The unspoken words stopped abruptly when they saw Beaten's gaze.

"Why not?" Beaten approached him step by step, a frightening ferocity appeared in her pure black pupils.

"Tell me who he is."

...

Lou Jing waited for Biten for a few hours, feeling faint in his heart. Hearing the rustling of snow outside, he fumbled to the window in a distraught, and reached out his hand.

The warm fingertips touched the snowflakes, and it suddenly became icy cold.

Lou Jing didn't take this into consideration, because Beaten didn't return, and his thoughts became chaotic.

Has Beaten found Master Duan?

Why hasn't she come back yet?

Are you in danger?

If Lou Jing couldn't see the road clearly, he must have gone to Jiuxuan Mountain to find Biten by now.

Lou Jing suppressed his anxiety, raised his hand angrily, and touched his eyes.

At this moment, Thunderbolt suddenly groaned, and then there was the sound of the door opening not far away.

Lou Jing hurriedly turned around and asked aloud, "Palace Master?"

Beaten's face was complicated, she lowered her eyes and responded in a low voice, shook off the snow on her body, and turned around to close the door.

Lou Jing heard the inexplicable obscure emotions in her tone, and couldn't help but feel her cold hand: "Did something happen?"

"It's alright." Beaten was silent for a while, then pressed Lou Jing into the chair, squatted down, and looked deeply at his pale face with doubts and unease.

She said, "I found Master Duan."

Lou Jing pursed his lips: "What happened after that? What did Master Duan say? That day..."

Beaten interrupted him suddenly: "Ajing, let's leave here tomorrow, okay?"

She clenched Lou Jing's hand, as if afraid that if she let go, he would disappear: "Tianyan is not a good thing, let's leave it alone. I'll take you to the capital, and there's still a way to make you see again."

Lou Jing paused, didn't ask anything else, just nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go wherever you go."

He touched Beaten's sideburns, lowered his head, and touched her with his forehead: "don't be afraid, I'm here."

In just half a day, Beaten seemed to have suffered a huge blow. She silently hugged Lou Jing's neck and buried her face in his neck.

Lou Jing felt distressed and did not know what grievances Biten suffered, but his mood was so low.

He stroked her hair lightly without asking any further questions.

Whether he can see or not is not so important to him.