After the two asked a trick, they had a number in each other's hearts.

Wu Jian stood with his sword in his hand, standing on the top of the tree undulating in the wind, not like a peerless sword fairy, but more like a Lingbo fairy, his face was the same as usual.

The white-clothed scribe on the opposite hill stepped on two leaves, neither the leaves nor him.

He looked up at the night sky and saw the eastern sky, where a faint light began to penetrate the darkness.

So the white-clothed scribe didn't hesitate any longer, his left hand was sealed at the sea of qi, his right hand was pinched into a spell, stopped in front of his chest, and shouted loudly: "Edict!"

A majestic aura appeared out of thin air, and after a few weeks of spinning around the white-clothed scribe, it formed a fierce and domineering qi machine dragon, which first swept through the valley, and then turned around and rushed towards the witch sword on the opposite mountain.

The majestic wind of qi machine blew off many trees in the mountain, and even uprooted them, but when they reached the tree where Wu Jian stood, it seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall of qi, and it could not move people or trees in the slightest.

The witch sword standing at the top of the tree saw the magic seal made by the white-clothed scribe, his face showed a trace of surprise, and he exclaimed lightly: "Exorcism seal!"

His hand holding the sword did not hesitate at all, first slashed a few swords in front of him, then flew up in the air like a flying swallow, and slashed two more swords at the white-clothed scribe in the air, and then returned to the top of the tree, still standing with his hands in his hands.

The three people who watched the battle at the top of the mountain felt that a beautiful picture suddenly appeared in front of them, and sword flowers floated in the air, just like flowers scattered in the valley, like flowers blown down by the spring breeze.

The sword flowers that filled the valley passed through the fierce dragons roaring in the air, and the raging and roaring wind suddenly disappeared into invisibility, and those sword flowers did not stop at all, and flew towards the white-clothed scribe again.

The white-clothed scribe who was concentrating on the seal at the top of the tree, at the moment when the seal was broken through by the sword flower, his whole body was affected by the qi and blood, and black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The white-clothed scribe didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, glared at the witch sword in the distance with resentment, and suddenly turned into green smoke and disappeared into the woods.

The witch sword did not chase after it, but put it back in its sheath and flew to the top of the mountain.

Seeing Wu Jian return unscathed, Zhao Yi was happy in his heart, and hurriedly walked over and said with concern: "It's done so quickly, you're not injured, are you?"

Wu Jian didn't appreciate Zhao Yi's attitude, he didn't even look at him, and walked to the side and stood with his sword in his arms.

Zhao Yi was embarrassed for a while, this guy was still blaming him for his previous recklessness.

Zhao Yi smiled wryly, and then asked the two people in Nantian City, "Where are you going next?"

The man said, "I want to rush back to Nantian City with my junior sister immediately. ”

The petite woman nodded.

Zhao Yi originally wanted to go with them all the way, firstly, to take care of each other, and secondly, to learn about some things about Nantiancheng and the Zhao family, but when they saw that they meant to go alone, they had to nod.

The petite woman took out an object from her arms and handed it to Zhao Yi, "Little brother, this is my Zhao family's token, when you come to Nantian City, you must remember to come to Zhao Mansion to find us." ”

Zhao Yi stretched out his hand to take it, and the token was warm, it was a dark purple wooden token, with the word "Zhao" engraved in the middle, and the surrounding area was a flame pattern.

The petite woman blushed and said, "Little brother, my name is Zhao Yaoyao, this is my senior brother Zhao Qing, may I ask what is your name?"

"My name is Zhao Yi, and we are quite fateful. Zhao Yi said with a smile.

The petite woman suddenly said happily: "It turns out that your surname is also Zhao, that's really a coincidence, senior brother, don't you say?"

The man named Zhao Qing was a little shy, probably unaccustomed to dealing with strangers.

"Brother Zhao, let's leave it at that, there will be a meeting later!" said the petite woman.

Zhao Yi held the little girl in his hand, inconvenient to return the gift, and said with a smile: "There will be a period later." ”

After the two of them in Nantian City left, Zhao Yi immediately lowered his face and said stupidly: "I have never seen such a cold-blooded person as you." ”

The witch sword with his back to Zhao Yi said: "My task is to protect you thoroughly, everything else has nothing to do with me, if you don't listen to me again, be careful of my sword!"

Zhao Yi said angrily: "Let me listen to you? Are you the prince or am I the prince?"

Wu Jian was silent for a long time, and his tone became slightly softer, "You are." ”

Zhao Yi originally just wanted to complain to this cold-blooded guy, and when he took a breath, he was a little convinced when he heard Wu Jian's tone, so he didn't bother anymore.

He looked up at the sky, and saw that the eastern sky was already a little white, and it turned out that they had been tossing all night.

Zhao Yi walked to Wu Jian's side, first observed his face, and saw that his face was the same as usual, so he said softly: "I want to go back and see Qingshan Town again, is it okay?"

"Yes. Witch Sword replied crisply.

Zhao Yi immediately smiled happily and walked towards Qingshan Town with the little girl in his arms.

Wu Jian looked at Zhao Yi's back, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his cheeks revealed two charming dimples, he shook his head slightly, and quickly followed Zhao Yi.

Lu Qingxin, who had been hiding in Beishan, saw the two of them go back to Qingshan Town from a distance, and after a little hesitation, he quietly followed.

Qingshan Town is completely covered by earthfire lava, and the original leisurely town can no longer be seen. The mountain to the east was split in two, and smoke was still rising from the mountain.

On the top of a hill in the south of the town, Zhao Yi, who had been looking at him for a long time, asked Wu Jian softly: "Did you say that Miss Lu and Yan Chong escaped?"

Wu Jian didn't answer him, Zhao Yi turned his head to look at him, and said to himself: "Miss Lu has great ability, she may be able to escape, but Yan Chong is a mortal and has broken an arm, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape." ”

The eastern sky was getting brighter and brighter, and the hazy night was gradually dispelled, but the gray smoke and dust over Qingshan Town did not disperse.

The early morning wind blew on the body, making people feel refreshed, and the little girl in Zhao Yi's arms snorted twice and opened her eyes.

She stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes, and when she saw Zhao Yi looking at her, she whispered, "Brother Zhao Yi." ”

Zhao Yi gave her a sweet smile, "Are you awake, did you sleep well?"

The little girl nodded, her big eyes flickered a few times, and suddenly her eyes turned red again, and she swallowed: "Brother Zhao Yi, I dreamed that my mother was gone, she didn't want to be small." ”

After Zhao Yi heard this, his heart was full of feelings, and he comforted: "Mom will always look at Xiao Xiao in the sky, Xiao Xiao wants to promise Brother Zhao Yi that he will eat and sleep well in the future, and be happy every day." ”

The little girl reached out and wiped her tears, and nodded aggrievedly.

Zhao Yi stretched out his hand and tapped the little girl's nose, and said with a smile: "Then now Brother Zhao Yi will take you home, okay?"

The little girl nodded again, and behaved very well-behaved.

Zhao Yi finished coaxing the little girl, turned to look at Wu Jian, and said, "Wu Jian, I am still unwilling after all, I want to go into the town to have a look, you can help me take care of Xiaoxiao." ”

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, he didn't wait for Wu Jian to agree, turned around and left, but only took two steps, and a sword came across in front of him to stop him.

Wu Jian's cold voice came: "It's better not to go, I feel that there is a great danger in this town." ”

Zhao Yi sank his face and said, "What danger can there be, hasn't the volcanic lava stopped erupting?"

Wu Jian withdrew the sword that was lying in front of Zhao Yi, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I'm not talking about this, in fact, the disaster that this town has suffered is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster. ”

After Zhao Yi heard this, he was surprised and puzzled at the same time, "This is obviously an underground lava explosion, which destroyed the town, how can it be a man-made disaster?"

"And do you know why this underground lava suddenly erupted?"

After Wu Jian finished speaking, he raised his eyes and looked at the high mountain that was divided into two, and gave his own answer, "It was someone who destroyed the seal underground, allowing the demon soul of Qingshan Town's underground seal to escape, and the explosion of underground lava was caused by the power of the demon soul." ”

Zhao Yi was still confused, and asked, "What seal? What demon soul? How do you know this?"

Wu Jian retracted his gaze, bowed down to Zhao Yi and said, "Your Highness, let's leave this place as soon as possible, you are in danger of the safety of the Chu State, and it is not appropriate to get involved in the disputes here." ”

Zhao Yi, who was in a hurry, suddenly stared straight at Wu Jian, without blinking his eyes.

Ever since the old King of Chu gave Wu Jian to Zhao Yi as a personal guard, Zhao Yi had never seen Wu Jian willing to bend over him, and he had never even spoken well.

This time not only did he bend over him, but he also spoke in a tone of pleading.

Finally, Zhao Yi took his eyes off Wu Jian, turned around to take a closer look at Qingshan Town, as well as the cracked mountain, and said in a calm tone: "Wu Jian, if you can, you can tell me." For the sake of personal selfishness, a good town has disappeared like this, and so many lives have been harmed, I have to find out. ”

Wu Jian nodded and said, "I can tell you what I know, but not now, and if you want to investigate the matter of Qingshan Town, you can ask Du Huangting to investigate." ”

"Why can't you say it now?" Zhao Yi asked.

Wu Jian clenched the sword in his hand, and his face showed a trace of worry, "I have a bad premonition, if we don't rush back to Junshan City as soon as possible, maybe we will never be able to go back." ”

After Zhao Yi listened to Wu Jian's words, the hand holding the little girl tightened unconsciously, and the little girl suddenly screamed, and her face changed in pain.

Zhao Yi hurriedly squatted down, holding the little girl's face with both hands, and apologized vigorously, the poor little girl was really sensible, knowing that Zhao Yi didn't mean it, and said bitterly: "Brother Zhao Yi, I'm fine." ”

Zhao Yi picked up the little girl, and didn't look at the witch sword, but only said, "Let's go." ”

In fact, these days, in Zhao Yi's heart, there is also a feeling of uneasiness, which is a special sense of smell honed on the battlefield for many years.

After the tragedy in Qingshan Town, he was full of the uneasiness in his heart before, because of this, but the matter of Qingshan Town had passed, but the uneasiness in his heart still existed.

Witch Sword glanced warily at the mountain, and his grip on the sword tightened.

As they descended the mountain, they realized that what they needed most now were two horses.