What a joke, if the opportunity is so great, the danger must be great too.
Now that he has reached this stage, there is no need for him to look for opportunities in order to survive.
Chu Yanshu has been found, Sang Luo is safe and sound, his mission is completed, of course he has to go back.
Moreover, Sang Luo and Chu Yanshu were both higher in cultivation than him. Naturally, Taoist monks were not in a hurry to practice Taoism, so he would not take advantage of this.
Sang Luo had expected that he would choose to return to Yanliang Mountain, so he threw the teleportation scroll Ji Qingfeng gave him to Zhang Jianting.
"Let's leave quickly while Cang Qinhai and Xuan Mu are not here."
If it was later, she was afraid that he would be embarrassed.
As soon as he heard Cang Qinhai's name, Zhang Jianting took a deep breath and raised his hands towards Sang Luo.
"The mountains are long and the rivers are far away. See you next time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he crushed the scroll and disappeared.
The next moment, Cang Qinhai appeared between the mountain passes. He looked at the direction where Zhang Jianting disappeared, and his eyes became wet with anger.
"Is he really avoiding me?"
He knew he was avoiding him.
But it was clear that he had said that he would stay with him for the rest of his life.
Sang Luo was so focused on what he was talking about that he didn't even notice Cang Qinhai for a moment.
Seeing the macho man crying now, I felt a little guilty for a moment.
Shouldn't she help Zhang Jianting deal with the aftermath of that wicked thing?
Why do I suddenly feel so pitiful for my cheap nephew?
Cang Qinhai stood there for a long time. He looked at Sang Luo, with tears on his face, but his expression was stubborn.
"Uncle Master, I beg you to tell me, where has Tingting gone?"
He, Cang Qinhai, could take it up and let it go, but he had to ask him for an explanation!
At least, make it clear!
Sang Luo: "."
Chu Yanshu: "."
Damn it, Zhang Jianting has done a lot of harm to people!
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At the same time, Wentian Daozong was at the top of the Thunder Sea.
The man is dressed in black and has white hair, sitting on a high platform.
And below, the woman's white clothes were stained with blood, and she was heavily chained. She was none other than Murong Chuxue, who had disappeared for a long time.
She raised her eyes to look at the man on the high platform, her eyes filled with murderous intent.
The man looked at her,
"Since you have escaped, why come back? You are too impulsive."
If it were not him who met him, but either Xuanji or Sikong Jing, she would have died.
The life gained by deceiving the way of heaven is so unappreciated.
Murong Chuxue raised her eyes to look at the man, the corners of her lips were stained with blood, the aura around her body condensed, and she summoned heavy sword intent.
"Is it me who is impulsive, or are you too shameless?"
Since Cang Wu has fallen into the lower realm, they should not continue to interfere.
Such behavior is simply shameful.
As the Dao spirit around her rose, the chains that trapped her turned into ashes.
The sword energy pierced the sky, and Murong Chuxue held the sword towards the man on the high platform——
The sea of thunder surged, unable to suppress the sword energy.
But in the blink of an eye, the glorious temple was reduced to ruins.
The masculine forehead is slightly protruding,
"Can you please stop attacking my house?!"
Do you know how much effort it took to build this temple? !
Why are you still so grumpy after all these years?
Murong Chuxue stood on the ruins holding a long sword and only asked him:
"Why?"
The man wiped the blood from his lips,
"not me."
He didn't interfere at all in the affairs of Cangwu Fourteen Continents.
But after all calculations, there are only a few people with this ability on this mountain.
He had a guess, but he didn't want to tell her.
With her current cultivation level, if she goes there rashly, she is seeking death!
Third update~
Guess the mysterious man~
Good night~
