Ning Qingqiu was immersed in watching the fierce fight and couldn't extricate herself, a burning gaze made her suddenly sober up, that gaze was too sharp and sharp, making her feel uncomfortable as if she was about to be penetrated, so she subconsciously looked in the direction from which the gaze came. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There were a lot of people attracted by this fight, and the crowd filled almost half of the central square. But there were still remote places that no one cared about, and a figure stood quietly in the dark shadows.

He was dressed in a black robe, the hem of which hunted in the evening breeze, a silver-white mask covering the upper half of his face and the bridge of his nose, revealing only his lips and jade-white chin.

As if knowing that Ning Qingqiu was looking at him, the man slightly raised his thin lips to reveal an arc that seemed to be a smile, not joy, nor malice, just a simple smile.

The clear glass fire in Ning Qingqiu's dantian beat violently, and the usual docile and controllable seemed to disappear in an instant, and it wanted to poke its head out with great interest, as if it had seen something that it couldn't control.

"Follow me. ”

A low voice sounded in her head, as if it had come from far away, shallow and illusory, so ethereal that she almost thought it was a hallucination.

But she knew that it was the man with the mask who was talking to her.

The man nodded at her, and the cloak behind him spread out, and he disappeared into the shadows, never to be seen again.

Ning Qingqiu's subconscious footsteps moved slightly, she glanced at Mingyuan, and found that he was engrossed in watching the fight between Huang and Qingque on the stage, and did not notice her strangeness at all.

She was even more surprised in her heart, she didn't know what the sacredness was, she didn't even know anything about Mingyuan's arrival, and she didn't find anything wrong until now.

There were so many people, but none of them glanced in that direction, and she was the only one who felt him.

Mingjing Liuhuo also seemed to sense that something was far away, and gradually quieted down, Qingqiu bit his lip, and decided to go on a walk.

She knew how dangerous it was to get into trouble with someone of unknown origin. And this person knew at a glance that he was coming for her, and he was very targeted, and she couldn't even affect Mingyuan.

Ning Qingqiu didn't make any sound, she quickly walked through the crowd and chased in the direction where the person had disappeared.

……

Ning Qingqiu could only follow the back of that person from a distance, his speed was extremely fast and his whereabouts were secretive, and at a glance, he knew that he had practiced an extremely advanced body technique, and she could only barely keep up with her best efforts, but she didn't lose it when others intentionally released the water.

He did it on purpose.

Qingqiu chased into an alley, there was no trace of the masked man, no one around was extremely quiet, most of the people gathered in the central square at this time, and there was no one here.

Her sword was slowly unsheathed, and she was careful to guard her surroundings, and she had already begun to regret in her heart, she shouldn't have followed her so recklessly, so she could say hello to Mingyuan, and she wouldn't fall into the current situation where she had no backup, and she was in a dilemma.

But Ning Qingqiu knew that this person was around, and he didn't go far, because the glass fire was still beating excitedly, and since he followed that person, it had regained its vitality.

"Come out!"

She exclaimed.

"You come out, what is it to hide your head and shrink your tail!" Qingqiu didn't know whether the other party was friend or foe, and his heart was tense.

Suddenly, several bright lights lit up at the same time, and the sound of the sharp weapon breaking through the air was extremely fast, with a vigorous killing intent, the murderous aura was hidden but not revealed, and it was only at the moment of attacking the enemy that it showed an extremely sharp edge.

Qingqiu drew his sword and blocked.

The bright sword light illuminated the eyes of the masked man in black in front of him, and there was an emotionless coldness in them.

Several black-clothed men came out of various buried hiding places, swords urging them to die.

There was actually another group of people plotting to take her life!Who was it? The Mu family wanted to tear up the covenant and occupy the inheritance of the Medicine King Palace, the empty glove white wolf? Or did the people of the Valley of Despair discover their identities and wanted to kill people and seize the treasure? Or did the demon cultivator come back for revenge?

What is their relationship with the masked man from before? Is this a game they set up together?

None of this is known. The most important thing at the moment is to survive first. Qingqiu Refining Heart Sword turned, drew a perfect arc, and greeted the murder knife that slashed over.

I don't know what happened to Mingyuan, did the main messenger behind the scenes send someone to kill him......

She didn't have much time to think, she didn't have much embarrassment in rushing to meet the enemy, and it was no wonder that she had more experience, and the immortal cultivation world was fighting every day.

Ning Qingqiu is no longer the little girl who cried after the first killing, she has been practicing swordsmanship every day, her heart is like iron, she is determined to climb the supreme and dangerous peak, and she will not be merciful if she is against her!

Even if she didn't learn any advanced swordsmanship, what she could use in her hand was the sixteen swords of soft water handed down by the Ning family, but she was practicing basic swordsmanship every day, and she practiced the most basic tricks to the extreme, that is, infinitely powerful killing moves!

Ning Qingqiu firmly believed in this.

In the alley, for a while, the sword light and sword shadow, Huo Huo murderous, flying sand and stones all over the ground, and the bright light of the weapon handover even overshadowed the shallow moonlight.

Chilly.

But Ning Qingqiu's cultivation is indeed a shortcoming, she is only in the Qi cultivation period, and several killers around her are all stronger than her, the only thing she is thankful for is that there are no masters in the foundation building period to participate in this pursuit.

Qingqiu was forced into a corner, the situation was precarious, she was secretly ruthless, this time she had the life to go back, she must dig out a few life-saving tricks from Yaya, how can she not be forced to this extent so easily!

She didn't know that the few killers who were ordered to kill were also secretly complaining, you must know that they are all good at assassination, all of them kill people like hemp, and killing a little monk in the Qi training period is as simple as eating and drinking, but she didn't expect to encounter such a hard stubble this time, the sword moves are simple, and there are only two or three moves to go straight, but the foundation is extremely solid and not leaky.

That aura is also so abundant that it doesn't look like a little monk in the early stage of qi training, but like the kind of monk who has been in the great consummation of qi training for a long time, the aura is so strong, it is really rare, and he can barely support them after fighting them for so long!

Neither of the warring parties knew that Ning Qingqiu's special case was entirely because of the little innate true qi that was born when the dantian was exhausted, and this true qi imperceptibly consolidated the aura in her body, which was equivalent to a great master in the foundation building period helping her condense the essence aura all the time, which was naturally different from ordinary aura.

What's more, she has also undergone the cultivation of glazed fire and the cultivation of absorbing Yuehua, and the quality of her aura is more than ten times better than that of ordinary monks.

But that's it, after all, Ning Qingqiu is just a mortal in the flesh, and the gap in cultivation is like a moat, she is panting against the wall, feeling that the whole person is about to collapse.

"Who told you to kill me?"