Yan Su ran all the way, and her forehead was already covered with a thin layer of sweat. When she thought that she had no idea where Bai Hu was now and still ran back so recklessly, she wanted to slap herself.
But now, she has no choice. The white tiger came out with her at the beginning, and she must bring it back intact!
Yan Su gritted his teeth and looked at the pedestrians coming and going in the city, but there were a few strange people mixed in secretly.
Yan Su's heart skipped a beat. He knew without even thinking that these people were waiting for her!
Yan Su thought for a while, turned around and ran away. When she reached a hidden corner, she took out an ordinary linen garment from her storage ring, then took off her high-bundled hair and tied it into two buds. head, and then took out a pair of wooden rings and put them on his feet.
The decoration is a very simple decoration, but the wooden ring is not a simple decoration. It is a deceptive magic weapon, but it is only suitable for monks below the Golden Core stage. It is naturally useless when encountering high-level people.
However, from a cursory glance just now, she could feel that the spiritual energy fluctuations on their bodies were only at the early stage of foundation building, so this magical weapon was more than enough to fool them.
Yan Su stared at the people coming in and out. Different from the south entrance to the city and the east and west exits that needed to be guarded, the north exit was free to come and go. After all, it only had one road, which was to Tianmu Sect. road.
Perhaps because the competition was about to begin, a large number of people were starting to go to Tianmu Sect to wait. Yan Su blinked and slipped into the crowd quietly, because she was small and thin.
Most of the people rushing there now are spectators, or some monks with lower cultivation levels who plan to visit Tianmu Sect. Some of them are rushing to get a good seat in advance, and some of them want to have a glimpse of the top sects in the mainland.
However, this also brought convenience to Yan Su. They could not see Yan Su's cultivation level, so they did not pay too much attention to her, so she sneaked in easily.
The wooden ring could not change her appearance, it could only hide her cultivation, so Yan Su went to the city and changed into a dress with a more ordinary style but bright colors.
The image of a little girl who has no worries about life but is not considered wealthy is revealed.
It's not too conspicuous and fits her fair and tender appearance.
Of course Yan Su is not ugly. Her elder sister Yan Xun is recognized as the most beautiful woman in Jiuzhou Continent and should not be desecrated like the flower of the high mountains.
Although Yan Su is still young, she is only 60-70% similar to her, but her eyebrows are sharper, like a sword that has just been drawn.
Yan Su was walking in the city clearly like this. Although she didn't know where Bai Hu was, Bai Hu could find her through her scent, and she had been wandering around the city for a long time. If she continued like this, she would inevitably It would make people suspicious, and at this time Yan Su also realized that something was wrong.
She thought as she walked.
There are two possibilities. One is that he was tired from playing and fell asleep.
This can be ruled out. It is impossible for Baihu to sleep outside when he is tired from playing and not go back to the inn to find her.
The other is to be caught.
This possibility,,,,
Yan Su's eyes narrowed, his heart sank, and he looked in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.
There is only one possibility: Bai Hu must be in the City Lord's Mansion now!
what to do?
It is definitely not possible to ask the master for help. He comes and goes without a trace, and there is no trace at all.
Even sneaking in secretly was impossible. First of all, how could she, a monk in the Qi training stage, sneak in under the noses of a group of high-level monks?
Secondly, she is a novice who has only been exposed to swordsmanship for the first time. No matter how good her basic skills are, how can she be able to match so many monks? What's more, it's not just those in the foundation building stage.
The female cultivator in white who was still observing her from the sky above Yan Su also realized that something was wrong with the situation. As early as when she looked at the City Lord's Mansion in the distance, she felt that something was wrong, and it was true.
Yan Xun's face gradually darkened, she frowned slightly, and with a thought, the long sword rushed straight towards the place where Yan Su was.
Yan Su was originally thinking of ways to sneak into the city lord's mansion. After thinking about it, she couldn't find any way to escape unscathed.
Yan Su, who was deep in thought, suddenly felt a chill behind her. She didn't know if it was murderous intent or something, but in short, there was an overwhelming pressure rushing towards her. She subconsciously turned around and saw a beautiful female cultivator with a sulky look in her eyes. staring at her.
And it also has a cold aura that can repel people thousands of miles away. It is really cold.
Yan Su was stunned on the spot. For a moment, he couldn't remember who the person in front of him was. He only felt that he looked familiar.
The next second, Yan Su's pupils suddenly trembled. This familiar, cold woman gradually overlapped with the face in her memory.
"A...sister?!"
Yan Su exclaimed in surprise, and was about to step forward, but someone grabbed him by the back of his collar. He then took the flying sword and immediately jumped into the air, a hundred feet above the ground. When the auspicious cloud passed through Yan Su's face, a trace of traces appeared on his face. A hint of cold air made her realize that she still had something to do.
"Sister?"
Yan Su whispered and shouted tentatively. She didn't know why, just like in the previous life, Yan Xun was still so unkind and impatient when he saw her for the first time.
It seemed that the emotions from the previous life were vaguely causing trouble. Yan Su couldn't understand why Yan Xun still treated her like this in this life.
Yan Xun silently controlled the flying sword in front of her. Yan Su's hand that was holding Yan Xun's skirt was retracted and he carefully smoothed out the wrinkles she had made.
"Why did your sect let you, a disciple in the Qi refining stage, come out?"
Yan Xun's voice without any emotion sounded in Yan Su's ears. The voice was crisp but too cold.
"I am a casual cultivator."
"Um?"
As if she was dissatisfied with Yan Su's answer, Yan Su could clearly tell that her tone had softened.
"Something happened, so I became a disciple of a casual cultivator."
Yan Xun stopped talking, but the speed of the flying sword suddenly increased, and the wind beside her became fierce, making her face hurt.
Yan Su lowered his eyebrows and mustered up the courage to say those words:
"Sister, let me down."
"You want to go to the City Lord's Mansion? What to do?"
"In other words, even if you go, what can you do?"
Yan Xun asked two questions in succession. Although her tone never wavered, Yan Su could still feel that she was a little angry now.
but,,,
"That's my responsibility!"
Yan Su raised his head and expressed his determination to Yan Xun with an attitude that could not be refused.
After Yan Su said this, she no longer tried to figure out Yan Xun's psychology. No matter what, she had to save Bai Hu. This was her responsibility.
For a long time, neither of them said anything, and the atmosphere between them became very tense. Yan Su was so nervous that he could hear his own rapid heartbeat.
"Haha~"
A chuckle came from the front. Yan Su reacted and lowered his head sharply. He discovered that at some point, the sword under his feet had never moved even half a step and was still staying in place.
The scene where the sword was flying in the air just now was all an illusion. From the moment she stepped on the sword, she entered the illusion.
"My character is firm, my cultivation is good, and I have a good foundation. I feel relieved to have you as my master."
Yan Xun paused for a moment, and then changed his tone. In a serious and irresistible tone, he said breathlessly:
"Whether you are a casual cultivator or a sect disciple, I don't force you to choose the path. I only ask for one thing: no matter what time and state you are in, you must uphold your original intention."
Yan Xun did not say the next words, but both of them knew that no matter which one deviated from the Taoist heart, the person who stopped her must be the other.
