For two days and two nights, Jing Ci and Lan Qing were both staying in the house.

They didn't know that a major event had happened in the outside world, and the main hall of the Valley of No Return was going to be trampled by people from all major families and sects.

Yan was anxious, and from time to time he sent people to Han Gongfeng to see Lan Qing, but when the disciples came back, they all said that Elder Lan was still in retreat.

In desperation, when Yan Huai held the elders' meeting, he asked Mu Gui to take Lan Qing's place for the time being.

Yan Chonghuai sat on the main seat, rubbing his eyebrows. He hadn't slept in two days, and now he was really emaciated.

"Elders, what do you think about what happened in the past two days?"

Yan Zheng snorted coldly and scolded: "Those family sects are really contrived and despicable! Now that something big has happened, it is related to their own interests, and they are all shrunk in the turtle shell, pouring dirty water on our Valley of No Return, what a shameless villain!"

Even Shang He, who has always been good-tempered, was very angry, and the Buddha beads in his hand crackled, and said: "Amitabha! Such a simple truth, the dignified family sect does not understand. Sad, too!"

"It's useless to talk so much now, let's wait for Elder Lan to get out. By the way, Mu Xianjun, I said that Elder Lan will retreat for two days, and today is the second day, when will Elder Lan leave the customs?" Jian Mu supported his head with one hand and looked at Mu Gui boredly.

In the whole room, only Mu Gui didn't say a word since he entered the door.

Oh no, and Wuhai!

Jian Mu looked sideways to the side, and saw that the bearded man's head was little by little, as if he was about to hit the table in the next second. Jian Mu was impatient for a while, ready to help him, and slapped him on his unkempt head.

The man slammed his face on the table. Suddenly sobering up, seeing that everyone else in the room was looking at him, he hurriedly wiped his saliva and said to Mu Gui: "Yes, Mu Xianjun, when will Elder Lan leave the customs?" After all, this matter has something to do with her, if she doesn't come out to show her face again, our No Return Valley will be lifted." ”

Knowing that Wu Hai had the ability to listen to others even when he was asleep, Jian Mu didn't plan to really mess with him, so he snorted coldly and turned his head.

For a while, the five people in the room all looked at Mu Gui.

Mu Gui groaned and said, "It stands to reason that it's today." ”

It depends on the degree of soberness, anyway, Rong Zhen's little old man was poured a jar of wine, and he was beaten by Lan Qing with a knife, so he still has no intention of being sober......

Thinking of Jing Ci, Mu Gui's face was thoughtful.

The scene that night was really strange. He hadn't figured out until now, how could a Qi cultivation period cultivation make a spatial rift?

He had only seen this technique in ancient books, and it was recorded that only the Demon Venerable Panyi and the Junhuai Divine Monarch who was above the Three Realms could use it. However, one of these two people died, and the other was trapped in the Two Realms Mountain for thousands of years, and it has nothing to do with Jing Ci.

And those bloody eyes......

At this time, an outer disciple stumbled in, his face frightened: "Report! Purple Mist Mountain Qiongying Immortal Gu came to visit and said...... said that if Elder Lan couldn't give an explanation today, she would cancel the alliance with the Valley of No Return. ”

Qiong Ying Immortal Gu?!

How did you recruit her too? Ziwu Mountain has always been friendly with the Valley of No Return, and often gives priority to selling some rare elixirs to them. If the contract is canceled, I am afraid that many people will compete for this position.

That's it!

Yan Chonghuai gritted his teeth and said, "Let her wait outside! If she can't wait, cancel it, cancel it, can't she survive without her in the Valley of No Return?"

"Yes, Lord of the Valley!"

After that, several disciples came in one after another, and the content of the reports was almost the same. If they can't see Lan Qing, I'm afraid these people won't stop!

When the seventh disciple went out, Jian Mu couldn't stand it anymore: "I said, who can go to Hangong Peak to see the situation!"

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The peak of Hangong Peak, inside Lan Qing's house.

Jing Ci woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a smooth forehead buried in his chest, and a few strands of restless hair scattered on his forehead, a little more messy and beautiful out of thin air.

Jing Ci was startled, immediately let go of the person in his arms, and rolled over and got out of bed. When he saw that person was Lan Qing, his head was instantly stunned!

He, he, he, he, give the master to ...... Slept?!!

Jing Ci gasped, looked at the woman on the bed in a daze, and his head was dizzy for a while.

Didn't you let Mu return? How did you end up becoming yourself?!

By the way, after returning to the house from the peak that day, I fainted inexplicably. Could it be that Mu Gui repented and drugged him?

Jing Ci unconsciously took a step back, his feet hurt, and when he looked down, he was even more surprised! There were a bunch of used drunken poison needles scattered on the ground, and small porcelain bottles also rolled aside.

This is...... What's the situation, and who can tell him what's going on?

Seeing that the person on the bed moved, as if he was about to wake up, Jing Ci hurriedly waved his hand and used spiritual power to destroy the drunken dream needle on the ground.

However, at the moment when the spiritual power was released, a stunned look flashed in his eyes.

How do you feel that your cultivation seems to have improved?

I didn't have time to think about it, so I quickly picked up the small porcelain vase and went out the door.

When this kind of thing happens, he hasn't figured out how to face Lan Qing yet, forget it, let's run first! Let him calm down.

Not long after, Lan Qing slowly opened his eyes and sat up, as if he had lost his mind. Raise your hand to cover your heart, feeling empty here.

She seemed to have had a long, long dream, dreaming of the battle of the immortals, dreaming of Jun Huai's death......

Why, why should she go through this again? It hurts, how can it be so painful.

When Mu Gui walked in, what he saw was the woman's face like ashes, covering her heart with one hand, and sitting on the bed. For a moment, he thought that Lan Qing would disappear in front of his eyes in the next second.

My heart was full of guilt and self-blame. Suddenly, he couldn't say a word, just looked at her quietly.

After a long time, the woman didn't move, and asked in a dumb voice, "Is there something wrong with Mu Xianjun?"

The sound was so light that it seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind. Mu Gui's throat was sour, he swallowed his saliva, and asked softly, "Elder Lan, are you okay?"

"Hmm. Lan Qing lowered her hand, pulled open the quilt, and got out of bed.

Mu Gui wanted to go up to help her, but Lan Qing turned to one side, dodged him, and walked straight to the table. Poured myself a cup of iced tea and drank it.

The cold liquid flowed down her throat into her body, but it made her sober up a little. Originally, the clothes on his body were a little wrinkled, and a pinching trick in his hand, white light flashed, and the clothes looked brand new, and no wrinkles could be seen.

"Mu Xianjun has something to say, just say it. ”

Lan Qing said as she combed her hair with a small wooden comb. It seems that she is still the same indifferent person, but somehow, Mu Gui still read something different from usual in her.

"Come with me to the main hall, and you'll know it when you go. ”

Lan Qing put down the comb and didn't ask any more. After tidying up, he went out directly, Mu Gui looked at her with some concern, raised his steps, and followed.

When she descended the peak, when each disciple saluted her, his eyes were no longer pure respect, but somewhat complicated.

But Lan Qing was like a soulless shell, ignoring them.

Along the way, not a single disciple of Han Gongfeng saw it, and Lan Qing didn't even have the slightest doubt.