Su Meiqing continued to walk in the valley, wearing a peach-colored dress like a spiritual deer scurrying around in the valley. Behind him was a Taoist robe, but he couldn't hide the domineering Feng ruthlessness around him.

Suddenly, their vision widened, and in a particularly bright place in the valley, there was a sparkling lake, on which Su Mei's delicate body and the handsome and free figure of the cold man beside her were reflected.

Su Meiqing looked at the lake and took a deep breath, she felt the comfort of the breeze blowing slowly across her face, she opened her arms, her face was full of intoxication with the beauty of this lake and mountains.

"Look at how good the scenery is here, isn't it particularly suitable for cultivation!" Su Meiqing's crisp voice echoed in the valley, and she tilted her head and said to the man beside her.

"This is just a lake, it's boring to cultivate here, if you think about cultivating, of course you have to find a blessed land cave heaven. At this time, the handsome man standing beside Su Meiqing glanced at the lake boringly and said indifferently.

"But I think the air here is very good, and it feels very comfortable, and the aura is smoother than usual!" Su Meiqing rolled her big black eyes, pouted, and said unwillingly.

At this moment, there was a sudden ethereal and mysterious aroma around, this smell was particularly unique, bursting, sometimes light, sometimes rich, the fragrance was wafting in the wind, there was an indescribable attractive mysterious charm.

"Son of Moon Lake, still not showing up?"

Su Meiqing sniffed, but she was still puzzled by the sudden fragrance, and she was about to release her divine sense to investigate, when she heard Feng ruthlessly beside her say. Feng Wuru frowned, his cold eyes full of disdain and discernment.

At this moment, Su Meiqing saw a young man in a moon-white robe appear in front of him, the young man had a cute baby face, and he was looking at Su Meiqing with a curious expression.

Su Meiqing's eyes widened, she looked at the young man in front of her and asked strangely, "Where did you come from?"

Su Meiqing was confused, she really didn't see where this young man appeared from, it couldn't have come out of this lake, could it be that there were monsters in this lake?

Thinking of this, Su Meiqing looked at this young man with some vigilance, if it was really a monster in the lake, she was not afraid of him, thinking that she clenched the silver knife in her hand, like an alert little beast.

The baby-faced boy on the opposite side didn't make any attacking movements, but laughed out loud after hearing Su Meiqing's words, as if he had heard something that made people laugh.

"I'm the son of this Moon Lake, where do you think I'll fight?"

The young man's eyes were full of cunning and mockery, he looked at Su Meiqing and Feng Ruthless generously, rubbed the unkempt curls on his head, yawned and said: "When you hear the movement, you come out to see, and you think that you have encountered prey? Who knows that you monks are really bored to come and go in waves, and you usually meditate and chant scriptures, at most fight some demon beasts, there is nothing to do at all, but you want to come to my moon lake I don't know why!"

The young man said while playing Hatche, while looking at Su Meiqing opposite with a sly gaze, he saw that this woman was full of aura, ice muscles and jade bones, and her demeanor was enchanting and with a lazy charm. There was a hint of mischievous and interest in the boy's eyes.

At this time, Feng Wuru, who was originally watching idly from the side, suddenly looked dark, pulled Su Meiqing beside him, and said coldly to the baby-faced young man: "Since you know that we are monks, you should also know that it has nothing to do with you, you don't care what purpose we have, as the son of Moon Lake, which is rare once in a thousand years, you should be more concerned about your own business! ”

The corner of the baby-faced young man's mouth on the opposite side raised a smile, but his eyes did not change at all, and his bright and clear silver pupils were still looking at Su Meiqing, who was ruthlessly pulled into his arms: "Hehe, it's been lonely for thousands of years~ It's not bad to take care of mortals' affairs occasionally!"

When Feng Wuru heard this, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, his eyes were full of gloomy looks, and he continued to speak: "Don't worry about the things that shouldn't be messed with, don't mess with the people you shouldn't provoke, otherwise, I won't let you go for the sake of you being the guardian saint of this Moon Lake!"

"Hehe, this monk, you are the first person to understand my identity, and you must not be simple, but are you so confident that you can fight me? Do you think that the mana of the god of the Moon Lake is so low, there is nothing to worry about?"

The baby-faced young man's faint words came, and just when the atmosphere between the two reached a-for-tat, and at the moment when it was about to erupt, a sound of gnashing teeth came, and Su Meiqing struggled out of Feng Ruthless's arms and said dissatisfied.

"Feng Wulu, what are you doing! Don't rely on me to save you, just disrespect me like this, if you do this again, we will go our separate ways!"

"So you're not in the same group?" said the baby-faced boy with interest.

"Who said that I was with him, he was a stinky hooligan dead ice cube!" Su Mei snorted dissatisfiedly, knowing that he would not save him at that time, let him fend for himself!

"Oh~ I see!" the boy said with a smile.

Feng Wuqing sneered, and suddenly attacked the young man.

"When will you find the Shadow of the Moon City? Don't say you lost something and didn't find it!

The baby-faced young man suddenly restrained his smile at this time, looked at Feng Wuru with a serious face, and said to him.

"How do you know?"

The existence of the Shadow of the Moon City is known to be very few, and most monks and mortals think that it is just a legend, and the cold and evil man in front of him not only knows its existence, but even knows about the unprovoked disappearance of the Shadow of the Moon City in the recent period, and he is definitely not an idle person! It seems that he really underestimated him at the beginning! This person is just hiding his strength, and his strength is definitely not more than the monk level revealed by his appearance.

Thinking of this, the baby-faced young man looked at Feng Ruthless's eyes a little more solemnly.

Su Meiqing also secretly thought to herself in her heart: What is the Shadow of the Moon City, and what does this have to do with the Keyheart? By the way! The Purple-clothed Monk who had previously tested said that they only had two days in the second round of the test, and if they couldn't find the Keyhearted Mirror and break it within two days, they would be eliminated in this level.

And now she was sent to this orange circle by Bai Yan, if the time in the formation coincides with the time of Chen Wai, then she has already used up half a day, if she wants to successfully stay in this level, she must find the lock mirror in this last day and a half!

Su Meiqing's eyes moved lightly, and she asked politely to the young man who claimed to be the son of Moon Lake: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that you were the son of Moon Lake, that is, the patron saint of this Moon Lake, he offended you just now, don't be surprised, we have no malicious intent!" "We are monks, and we want to find the location of the lock mirror, because only by breaking the lock heart mirror can we pass this test and advance from the second level." ”

Su Meiqing smiled faintly and explained patiently. Since this young man wanted to know why their monks had come to Moon Lake, and had come and gone, why didn't she tell him that he could gain some trust and favor by being honest about his purpose first?