Chapter 385 Holy Fire Cult

Chapter 385 Holy Fire Cult

At this time, the uncle whom Ayimu called Xie Qingmo got up from the ground, with two of Ayimu's footprints still printed on his face.

"Ayimu, this is what you said..."

Xie Qingmo pointed at Li Xuan, the expression on his face was indescribably complicated.

Disappointment, helplessness, regret...

All kinds of emotions were intertwined on his charming face, and the cat couldn't help but step on it a few times.

From their previous conversations, it was not difficult for Li Xuan to tell that Xie Qingmo was dissatisfied with some of Ayimu's decisions.

And this decision seems to have a very important impact on Ayimu.

Thinking back to what happened when Li Xuan came to Ayimu recently, he couldn't help but make his own inference.

"Could it be that the previous transaction made this person dissatisfied?"

"But Ayimu and I also clearly marked the price, so no one suffered a loss."

Hu Yulou's house deed and land deed were exchanged for the two beans Ayimu got. It should be considered a reasonable transaction.

After all, according to Ayimu, those two beans were artificially cultivated, and their value should be lower than normal treasures of heaven and earth, and what Li Xuan wanted was a type with a balanced yin and yang attribute that was lower in value.

Furthermore, Ayimu was in urgent need of Hu Yulou’s house deed and land deed at that time, so she was definitely not at a loss.

"I want to see what's going on."

Li Xuan also hopes to get closer to the forces behind Ayimu. Such misunderstandings are not welcome.

Li Xuan looked at Xie Qingmo and could sense the abundant energy in this man's body. He guessed that he was also a fifth-level master.

Since mastering Yin and Yang Qi, Li Xuan's perception has further improved, and he is especially sensitive to energy such as Qi.

In addition, Xie Qingmo found out that he was planning to suck him over, and he was definitely a master who could skillfully use Qi.

"Not bad, good quality."

Li Xuan was very satisfied with the strength of the forces behind Ayimu.

After all, if it is too weak, it will not be qualified to be a retreat for the three little ones.

While Li Xuan was sizing up Xie Qingmo, Xie Qingmo was also observing Li Xuan carefully.

However, in Xie Qingmo's opinion, Li Xuan's appearance was not much different from that of an ordinary black cat, except that his fur looked particularly soft.

But this can only prove that Li Xuan has a master who takes good care of him, and it is far from proving the descriptions Ayimu once told him.

"How can such an ordinary house cat be a sacred beast?"

The more Xie Qingmo thought about it, the angrier she became. She planned to write a letter when she went back and ask Ayimu's master to teach this disobedient girl a lesson.

He can’t control Ayimu anyway!

"Okay, okay, this is the holy beast you were talking about, right?"

"Are you really going to present this kitten to me then?"

"I tell you, you not only harmed this innocent little life, but you also harmed yourself!"

Xie Qingmo's veins jumped and he criticized Ayimu angrily.

"Submit me? Where can you submit me?"

Li Xuan was startled and glanced sideways at Ayimu.

Ayimu's originally confused eyes suddenly became clear, and then a cold light flashed, and he said to Xie Qingmo righteously:

"Be bold!"

"How dare you be rude to the Holy Beast?"

"Why don't you quickly apologize to Lord Holy Beast?"

As Ayimu said, he pushed Li Xuan forward, directly in front of Xie Qingmo.

Li Xuan and Xie Qingmo faced each other at close range, glaring at each other.

Li Xuan blinked, not knowing what to say in such an embarrassing atmosphere.

Xie Qingmo said nothing, nodded and took two steps back, pressing her thin lips tightly.

"When your master comes, I'll see if you still dare to perform this act."

After saying that, Xie Qingmo planned to leave.

"Hey, why did you call my master?"

"She can't stand the trouble of going all this way."

Ayimu was immediately frightened and quickly went to stop Xie Qingmo.

However, she was holding Li Xuan in her hand, and could not spare any other hands. She was so anxious that she raised a graceful long leg, stretched out her flexible jade feet, and suddenly clamped Xie Qingmo's sleeve, trying her best to To retain.

"Thank you Protector, I was just joking, why can't you still afford it?"

Ayimu argued.

"Spread your feet!"

Xie Qingmo was so angry that he flicked his sleeves and shook Ayimu's feet away, then pointed at his nose and cursed:

"My sister beat you to get used to it. Look what you look like now."

"Is it possible to joke about the important task of teaching?"

"Can your future be a joke?"

"You messed up like this, how much will it cost us to fish you out?"

Xie Qingmo obviously held back his anger and scolded Ayimu vehemently.

"Master is not spoiling me."

Ayimu hugged Li Xuan and whispered something in a low voice, but it was obvious that she felt guilty.

She also knew that Xie Qingmo cared about her, but Ayimu did not regret her decision.

She truly believed from the bottom of her heart that Li Xuan was the holy beast predicted by the elders of the sect.

Of course, everyone has their own interpretation of that vague prophecy.

However, when Li Xuan appeared in front of Ayimu for the first time, her interpretation of the prophecy became clearer and clearer.

Xie Qingmo cursed for a long time, and finally his mouth went dry.

Ayimu handed him a cup of tea at the right time. Seeing that there was an extra cup of tea in front of him, Xie Qingmo took it angrily and drank it without thinking to quench his thirst.

But after he finished drinking, he realized that Ayimu was still holding Li Xuan just now, and the cup of tea was handed over by Ayimu with his feet.

After realizing it later, Xie Qingmo retched, threw the cup back on the table in disgust, and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands.

"Put the cat down quickly and stop touching me with your feet."

Xie Qingmo stared at Ayimu and said.

"this……"

Ayimu showed hesitation, and then asked Li Xuan respectfully:

"Lord Holy Beast, can Ayimu put you on the table first?"

Li Xuan couldn't stand Ayimu's weird attitude for a long time, so he jumped out of his hand and came to the table.

But when he looked back, Ayimu pouted, with a hurt expression on his face, looking pitiful.

"This guy……"

Li Xuan shook his head and didn't pay too much attention.

Anyway, Ayimu has never been normal.

In this regard, Li Xuan can only think that the pressure of being an oiran is too much.

Seeing that Ayimu and Xie Qingmo had been chatting for a long time but still couldn't get to the main topic, Li Xuan immediately used his tail to write in the void and asked:

"What on earth is this holy beast you are talking about?"

"And what kind of organization is this?"

"Aren't they all weird people?"

Due to the performance of Ayimu and Xie Qingmo, Li Xuan also showed his reasonable doubts.

"It doesn't feel very reliable."

Li Xuan felt a headache.

As Li Xuan swung his tail, Xie Qingmo's expression gradually became horrified, and his eyes widened subconsciously.

Ayimu looked at the change of expression on Xie Qingmo's face and immediately smiled proudly.

"Hmph, I told you to look down on me. When you understand how special Mr. Xuan is, I'll see if you have anything else to say."

Ayimu crossed his arms and stood aside without saying a word, getting ready to watch the show.

"You, you can actually write!?"

Xie Qingmo couldn't bear it anymore and exclaimed.

Li Xuan saw that he looked like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, with a look of impatience written on his face.

Seeing Li Xuan's smart expression, Xie Qingmo immediately understood that Li Xuan's intelligence was beyond his imagination.

He immediately turned to look at Ayimu and asked, "Didn't you tell me this earlier?"

"After all, seeing is believing."

"And with my pale words, I can't describe the greatness of Lord Holy Beast!"

Ayimu said proudly, looking at Li Xuan with pious eyes.

Li Xuan finally understood that in order to deceive others, Ayimu first deceived himself into believing the truth.

"Okay, okay, stop talking about those useless things."

Li Xuan's tail swayed from side to side, his face full of helplessness.

"Let's be practical. Why don't you give me a formal self-introduction first?"

Li Xuan lay on the table, held up his little hands comfortably, and looked at Ayimu and Xie Qingmo.

"Sit down and let's have a nice chat."

Li Xuan turned around and patted the table, inviting the two of them to sit down.

Ayimu obeyed the order happily and sat in the seat closest to Li Xuan, her eyes resting on Li Xuan's body all the time.

"Well, it's so cute..."

On the other side, Xie Qingmo also sat down cautiously.

Although he still doesn't believe in Li Xuan, he has absolute trust in Ayimu.

Although Xie Qingmo described Ayimu in such a bad way, he still believed in his sister's direct disciple at the critical moment.

After all, he is the child he has watched grow up, and he is no different from his niece.

Xie Qingmo looked at Li Xuan, then turned to Ayimu and asked:

"Ayimu, you haven't revealed your identity yet, have you?"

Ayimu nodded, and then said shyly:

"There has never been a chance to confess, so it has been delayed until now."

"Lord Holy Beast, you won't blame me, will you?"

Ayimu flashed her big eyes and fired a burst of innocent starlight at Li Xuan.

Li Xuan really couldn't bear it and said to Ayimu:

"Just call me Ah Xuan, don't always call me Sir."

"And that holy beast, I never promised you anything."

"After all, I'm not just any cat."

Li Xuan wrote seriously.

"Okay, Lord Holy Beast."

Ayimu was not annoyed at all and responded with a smile.

Li Xuan rolled his eyes and did not ask Ayimu to investigate further.

Compared to Ayimu, the Xie Qingmo in front of him looked much more serious, and perhaps he could get more information about their power from his mouth.

"So, your name is Lord A-Xuan?"

Li Xuan's little face wrinkled up, and he looked at Xie Qingmo speechless for a while.

Good guy, it’s not like one family doesn’t come into the same house, right?

"Xie Qingmo, I am Ayimu's elder. I am truly lucky to meet Master Axuan today."

Li Xuan raised a paw and covered his head with a headache.

He finally understood now why some detectives kept asking the same simple questions over and over again.

"What's your last name? What's your name? Where are you from? Where are you going? How many people are there in your family? How many acres of land per person? How many cows are there in the field? Tell me, tell me!"

Li Xuan wished he could give Xie Qingmo such a pass.

Perhaps Xie Qingmo also noticed Li Xuan's impatience, coughed dryly, and got to the point:

"Lord Axuan, we are members of the Holy Fire Cult in the Western Region. I hope we can become eternal friends in the future."

Xie Qingmo sat, touching his chest with his right hand, nodded slightly, and saluted Li Xuan.

This etiquette is very similar to what Ayimu used to Li Xuan.

It seems like it should be the etiquette they teach.

"The Holy Fire Cult of the Western Regions."

Li Xuan muttered something in his heart.

After explaining his origin, Xie Qingmo sighed softly, and then said to Ayimu:

"Ayimu, now that you have made your decision, please explain our situation clearly to Master Axuan."

"This is also a necessary etiquette."

As Li Xuan listened, he always felt that there was a sense of resignation in Xie Qingmo's words.

"good."

Ayimu agreed, his expression obviously a little nervous.

Then she looked at Li Xuan and said sincerely:

"Holy, Lord Ah Xuan, my name is Ayimu, and this is indeed my real name."

"But I also have another identity, that is, I am a candidate saint of the Holy Fire Sect. The current saint of the Holy Fire Sect is my master."

Li Xuan had already guessed that Ayimu's identity was extraordinary, but he did not expect that she was so extraordinary that she was a candidate saint of the First Sect.

No matter what the level of the Holy Fire Sect is, being able to be selected as a candidate saint is an extremely important existence in the sect.

"Then why did you come to Hu Yulou to become a singer?"

Li Xuan asked doubtfully.

It is really puzzling that a saint in the religion despises her status so much.

As a result, Ayimu's face turned red and she said shyly:

"This time I entered Daxing because I have a mission. It is one of the trials for the candidate saint."

"Furthermore, Master Axuan, although I am Hu Yulou's oiran, I am still a virgin. I am just dancing here."

Xie Qingmo looked at Ayimu with a question mark on his face and thought:

"Why are you telling a cat that?"

Li Xuan was in a similar mood.

"This guy is really confusing."

For the first time, Li Xuan felt that someone was so unpredictable to him.

"The trial of the saint candidate?"

Li Xuan decided to change the topic first.

"Ayimu is not the only candidate saint in the Holy Fire Sect."

Xie Qingmo took over the topic at the right time and asked Ayimu to make some shocking remarks a few times. He was afraid that Li Xuan would be scared away.

Now that the matter has been settled, Xie Qingmo can only try his best to avoid this bad situation from happening.

"There are currently three candidate saints in the church, and the final successor saint must be determined from them."

"The saint's status is special. Sometimes her power is higher than that of the leader, so the selection is extremely strict."

"Ayimu came to Daxing this time to take over the Hu Yulou and to sort out old accounts."

"The original mother Zhou here was a believer in our sect, but she rebelled midway and embezzled the sect's assets privately."

"Ayimu's trial is to solve this problem."

Hearing this, Li Xuan's heart moved, thinking of the large amount of assets he received from Zhou's mother.

"Let me tell you, how did Zhou's mother get so much money to open a brothel?"

"The love is from the Black Holy Fire Cult!"