Subconsciously touching the Mingyu ice piece between his eyebrows, Xiao Luoyi wanted to separate his thoughts from the chaotic information. This is a habit she has developed involuntarily since she was forbidden by the powerful man who took away Qingyun's body.
She understood that she was afraid, but she also understood that what she was afraid of was actually her own insignificance.
But now, Xiao Luoyi is struggling with how to deal with Wan Congfang. After all, she already knows from her that the so-called bamboo and stone sword is just a legend.
The Bamboo and Stone Sword Sect of the Eternal Style has long lost its Xuan Gong moves, let alone the Bamboo and Stone Sword, the sect's treasure, so it is impossible to complete the task given by the sect leader.
But on the other hand, Wan Congfang, a little girl, had some contact with Qingyun, and she was unwilling to just kill a rare clue.
Just when her eyebrows were furrowed, the bright jade icicles between her eyebrows faintly felt a throbbing feeling that was very familiar to her.
The last time she felt this kind of throbbing was in a cave in Wuhua Mountain a few years ago. That was the first time she tasted the bitter fruit of being manipulated by others.
With the sudden contraction of her pupils, in just one breath, Xiao Luoyi's figure had appeared dozens of feet away, flying towards the direction of the throbbing at the fastest speed in her life.
She understood that she was taking a gamble, and it was also the most impulsive choice she had ever made.
But she still has to go through fire and water for this impulsive choice!
If it was true, then she could only blame herself for her unlucky fate. If it was false, then she would make that hateful handsome boy taste the most cruel punishment in the world!
Seeing Xiao Luoyi abandoning her and flying rapidly in one direction, Wan Congfang, who was still stunned, finally realized the seriousness of the situation, so she stamped her little foot and moved towards Xiao Luoyi with all her strength. He ran in the direction of leaving.
The past few years of living alone in the Zixiao Sect have made Wan Congfang understand many cruel truths.
If she follows Xiao Luoyi, she may still have a glimmer of hope, but if she encounters the Zixiao Sect or the Liuyun Sect, or even other monks, her cultivation in the early stage of the Hundred Meridians Realm will not be the same in these thirty-three realms. His death would be a hundred times more miserable than in Xiao Luo's hands.
At the same time, a group of monks in strange costumes were lazily moving in the direction of Qingyun and the others.
Not only were they dressed strangely, but many of the monks also had strange looks. They did not look like human beings, and many of them even retained the appearance of wild beasts.
Suddenly, the last of the three leaders seemed to notice something and stopped abruptly. His strong nose began to smell something in the air.
This is a beautiful girl wearing a long cyan dress. She is about sixteen or seventeen years old. Her every frown and smile are so holy that people dare not look directly at her. She is elegant and pure.
But this girl has a pair of purple eyes that are more dazzling than crystal, plus a head of white hair like white holy snow, combined with the white tail that keeps shaking behind her, which collides with her pure and holy appearance. There were brilliant sparks.
As the girl lifted up her exquisite jade-like bare feet, the delicate bells around her neck also made a light and crisp sound. There was a faint charm that wandered between good and evil in her whole body, which would arouse everyone's hearts. That wanted to desecrate the original sin of sanctity.
If Xiao Luoyi's beauty is said to be demonic, this girl's beauty is another word:
evil!
"Qinglian, what makes you smell so fascinated?"
Seeing that the girl stopped moving forward for no reason, a red-haired woman with a hot figure and half-clothed clothes at the head of the three asked curiously.
However, the girl did not answer, causing another gray-haired boy to curl his lips and murmur softly:
"Sister Qianwu, isn't Alian hungry? But I don't smell food either?"
Yes, this evil girl is Qingyun’s only friend in Yiren Mountain, the white fox Alian!
Hearing the gray-haired boy calling her name, a hint of disgust that was hard to discern flashed across Alian's face, but she had no time to care about it now because she smelled that familiar fragrance.
It was the scent of someone who had hugged her and given her warmth.
"Yunlang!"
Without touching the ground, Alian, who had beautiful eyes with tears in her eyes, suddenly disappeared from everyone's puzzled gazes. Even though she had just transformed and was only at the Hundred Meridians Realm, her speed was not as fast as hers. The ordinary monks in the early stage of Yuan Hua Realm are not weak at all.
"Qinglian has always been cold and cold. Did you find something interesting?"
The red-haired female cultivator also showed a playful smile at this time. With her keen intuition, she immediately felt the changes in Alian's emotions.
The gray-haired boy looked at the disappearing Alian with some worry. He was about to chase after him, but was stopped by the red-haired woman. She only heard her sweetly say:
"Okay Feixing, it's not like you don't know Qinglian's skills. Although the old guys in the ancestral court want us to protect her, they also said that she still needs to practice! Don't be nervous!"
It turns out that these two people are the leading monks, Qianwu and Feixing, who entered the Kyushu from the Monster Clan and went to the small secret realm of Lingjue Hall to find Qilin Ya!
This gray-haired flying star is not tall, nearly a head shorter than the slim Qian Wu. Although his handsome appearance looks like he is over twenty, he looks very young because of his height.
The long gray hair seemed dull and full of decadence, but its fluffy and unrestrained appearance also added a wildness belonging to the demon clan to Feixing's youthful temperament.
Qian Wu, with her fiery figure and flaming red lips, exudes a mature feminine charm at all times.
Dressed in primitive clothes, she didn't care at all about the fiery gazes radiating from the eyes of the monks passing by, but the monks who dared to blaspheme her seemed to be like her red hair, and fell into the reincarnation in a daze in the burning sensation of pleasure.
Feixing seemed to be a little in awe of Qian Wu, and did not dare to use any force to break away from the pulled arm. He just said suspiciously:
"Sister Qianwu, what if there is a strong enemy ahead?"
Hearing this, Qian Wu smiled and shook her head, slowly released her delicate hand holding Feixing, and then said:
"I didn't say not to go, I just don't have to be in such a hurry."
There seemed to be curiosity in her eyes, and then she ordered everyone:
"You wait where you are!"
After saying that, he pulled Feixing and swayed towards the direction where Qinglian's back disappeared.
All coincidences in the world are just unfinished cause and effect.
Qingyun's attitude towards the future has always been one of fear but not cowardice, and he is cautious in his yearning. Because of this, when Bai Zhizheng commented on Xiao Luoyi after drinking last time, he felt that "running away quickly" was the right thing to do.
No, just when he, Yao Pofeng and Hua Yumian were planning to find a place to rest, our young master suddenly felt some discomfort at the blood line between his eyebrows, and then there was a faint A feeling of heat.
"Brother Yun, why did a red line suddenly appear on your forehead?"
Yao Pofeng first discovered the abnormality between Qingyun's eyebrows.
After all, as a monk in the Yuanhua Realm in name only, even though his cultivation level was blocked, the sensitivity of his soul was still there, so he felt the fluctuation of Qingyun's spiritual power immediately.
Hearing this, Hua Yumian couldn't help but turn her head and looked curiously at the strange Qingyun.
At this time, the winding blood-colored thin line seemed to have a breathing life. It was bright and dark, and its uncertain appearance really added a layer of mystery to Qingyun's handsome appearance.
"I do not know either!"
Qingyun himself was also confused by Monk Zhang Er. Although this blood line was proof that Xiao Qi and his soul were fused, generally speaking, unless his murderous intention and evil spirit reached a certain concentration, or he used the power of the true spirit contained in his blood, At that time, this red line was impossible to appear on weekdays.
But what happened today was extremely strange, and Xiao Qi didn't show any signs of waking up. This made Qingyun feel puzzled in his heart, and at the same time he slowly had an ominous premonition.
It seemed as if something extremely dangerous was approaching him. The feeling of pins and needles on his back was very uncomfortable.
As time passed quickly, the three of them had just taken a few steps when Qingyun frowned and stopped them.
Because the burning sensation coming from the bloodline between his eyebrows was getting stronger and stronger, and the warning light in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, and that dangerous aura seemed to be coming at any time.
"What's wrong with you Qingyun?"
As soon as Hua Yumian finished speaking, an unexpected scene happened!
A black figure appeared out of thin air among the three of them like a ghost. Without any explanation, he struck out at Qingyun with a thunderous palm.
"Yuan Hua Realm monk!"
Yao Pofeng's heart suddenly thumped, and he thought to himself, Mader, when will the Yuanhua Realm monks sneak attack on the three of them, the Hundred Meridians Realm rookies!
Fortunately, this person's target was pointed at Qingyun, and he did not pay attention to Hua Yumian and Yao Pofeng beside him. Therefore, they were only shaken away by the body-protecting spirit shield of the black-clothed monk, and were not affected by it. What harm.
It was too late to tell, but it was so fast until he was bullied by the monk in black, and her faint body fragrance and cold breath were instantly sensed by Qingyun. Only then did he know why the blood line between his eyebrows would change with every breath. Resonate with others.
And that inexplicable feeling of familiarity was none other than the witch Xiao Luoyi who had been banned by Xiao Qi!
"Damn, we really met him!"
Qingyun couldn't help but cursed in his heart, but he was really helpless to the extreme.
He had already guessed that this woman, who Xiao Qi judged to be a heroic figure, would be suspicious of him, but he didn't expect that he would betray her so little. It was a coincidence that he happened to meet the Thirty-three Worlds of Nuo Da. she!
Moreover, this witch actually took action as soon as she said it, without any regard for the restrictions on the Mingyu Ice Plate! Isn't this a joke with her own life?
What's even more terrible is that Xiao Qi is still sleeping, and Qingyun has no idea how to control this restriction. In fact, even if Xiao Qi is fully alert, the damage to Xiao Luoyi from this restriction will be limited.
He was able to escape for a while, but he couldn't escape forever. Even if the three of him joined forces, they probably wouldn't be able to defeat Xiao Luo with one and a half moves!
But no matter how bad the situation is, Qingyun is not the kind of coward who just sits back and waits for death!
Not to mention going through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the blood feud he carried alone could not allow him to wait for death!
