When Wen Yiming returned to the tent, Yue Qimei had already left, and she wanted to set up a tent alone, but Yiqing also used her thirteen-year-old trick of kicking the quilt to let her stay, this trick didn't seem to become unnatural with her soaring three years old, and she still seemed innocent.

Wen Yiming stayed, but he didn't dare to fall asleep with a big stab, he thought that his concentration was not enough for Liu Xia Hui's step, although Yiqing was less than seventeen years old, but in one day it was inexplicably developed to the point of reverie.

For the scene in the past, every time he came to mind, he felt his nose swollen and his throat was dry, and he was always forgetting it with great willpower, and he had achieved initial results in the last few days, but he didn't want to fail.

Sitting in the tent with a serious hundred and eight cross-legged, slowly running the cultivation of the Great Life Soul Technique, not slowing down, chanting the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra in his heart, with a solemn appearance, let Yiqing, who was lying on the mattress and supporting his chin, eat and laugh, and the two little feet like lotus roots shook behind him, which made Wen Yiming upset, and simply closed the six senses in a fit of anger and concentrated on cultivation.

When he was passing by, Cui Lang was doing chest expansion exercises, and when he saw Ling Qingping and Yue Qimei coming over, he said, "You are close to the tent, you don't need to change!"

"It's okay, it's safe here, you go to the tent to rest, I'll accompany the seventh sister out by the way... Hehe!" Ling Qingping covered her mouth and smiled after speaking, that look made Cui Lang understand that people were in three impatience, so he scratched his head and raised his hand and walked towards the tent.

Walking a few hundred meters, Yue Qimei hit Ling Qingping angrily, and said angrily: "Say what you are doing so clearly, you are going to die!"

Ling Qingping chuckled, "It's dense over there, I'll help you let the wind out! Don't catch a cold, giggle..."

Yue Qimei glanced at her, walked quickly towards a thorny place in front of her, and when she turned a vine, she turned around and signaled Ling Qingping not to go away, and only after getting a response did she step into a dense cage of wild artemisia.

Looking around, the residual smile on Yue Qimei's face disappeared, a cold light shot out of her eyes, slightly blue, and a dark green vertical line appeared at the center of her eyebrows, as if it was a knife edge.

She raised her hand and took out a bottle of potion like a potion of rejuvenation, and after swallowing it in one gulp, she put the bottle away, and a faint black mist emitted from her mouth, which suddenly rolled into her throat automatically when it did not dissipate, as if there was some suction in her body.

In less than two seconds, Yue Qimei's cultivation was unexpectedly raised layer by layer, entering the middle stage of the seventh layer of the Great Martial Arts.

She pinched the strange fast hand with both hands, pinched it all the way down her throat to the dantian and stopped, inhaled sharply and poured it into the dantian, sending out a slight vibration from the abdominal cavity, faintly like a hazy whisper.

In a sand dune dozens of miles away, a black-clothed cloaked man looked at the jade plate in his hand and showed a pair of green pupils, and said to the left one-eyed: "One-eyed, Linglong's identity is about to be hidden, and the cultivation of the fifth autumn crossbow is banned... Go according to plan!"

This man was the leader of the group closest to the Valley of Ironhoof, Tuqiu. The half-step martial arts general cultivated, and after receiving Ye Jintian's instructions, he has been acting according to the soul language from the soul introduction card. Although he didn't understand the identity of that Linglong, he didn't dare to disobey what Ye Jintian confessed.

After the one-eyed man nodded and commanded, he turned his head and wondered: "Why bother so much, doesn't she just need that chick's Tianyin spirit body?

Tu Qiu interrupted One-Eye's words with a cold eye, "Linglong is for the young master, and the young master captures Wen Yiming, we just do what we are ordered, and we don't have much responsibility except for the fork!"

One-eyed stopped talking, he was very depressed, with his own military general's cultivation, it was not a matter of minutes to capture Wen Yiming, he didn't understand why these people said that kid so terrible, and used some indiscriminate means.

Of course, what made him most angry was that Linglong came with news that in addition to banning the cultivation of the fifth autumn cross, he couldn't touch a single hair of her.

If it weren't for Ye Jintian's scruples, how could he be a dignified military general who would obey the orders of a yellow-haired girl, and he would have already done that water spirit girl, thinking about that stunning appearance, he couldn't help but **** burn himself.

Yue Qimei's soul language in her abdomen was slight, like a small insect whispering, and she couldn't see her opening, but she could pronounce it.

"Do as I tell you, everyone in the team is useful, and I will break each one... Be sure to send the Fifth Autumn Girl to Taniguchi, she can cause civil strife and be of great use. ”

The soul whisper was inaudible, but it was hard to hear, as if it was gnawing at the sand and gravel with its teeth.

The whole process took less than three minutes, she ended in a hurry, a mouthful of black mist spit out, turned into silk threads and scattered into the grass, her face returned to normal, and Xiu Wei quickly disappeared into the second layer of the Great Martial Arts.

The corners of her mouth floated a touch of coldness, and she turned around and prepared to go back to the tent, her heart was suddenly shocked, she couldn't be distracted by the thousands of miles of soul chasing words, and she didn't notice that someone was approaching during the secret method.

Ling Qingping stood at the vine, less than three meters away from her, such a close distance made her frightened, and the secret path soul chasing words should not be used rashly.

"You framed the fifth autumn girl? Yiqing was also injured because of you? why?"

Ling Qingping's drooping hands couldn't help but tremble, there was a trace of pain in her eyes, and more of a deep regret.

Although she is a few years older than Yue Qimei, she has always taken her as an example, and after the alchemy was successful, the two became friends who talked about everything;

It's a pity, it's just because of grandfather Ling Yaohe and Jiang Xuan, if they knew that Yue Qimei had become like this, they would definitely be even more sad than her.

Yue Qimei bit her lower lip tightly and said in a low voice: "Qingping, I have a hard time. I..."

Saying that, she took a step closer, Ling Qingping raised her hand and said, "Don't come here, I'm really afraid of you." You... Leave, I don't see anything. ”

Her voice was low, with a thick tone of loss and crying, a little slurred. He finally understood why Wen Yiming's decision was so difficult in the face of the Fifth Autumn Crossbow, and he blamed himself so much later.

Yue Qimei closed her eyes slightly, and said softly: "Leave, Long Xiuzhu will not let me go, you kill me, I didn't want to live on that cliff as early as I could." ”

Ling Qingping shook her head painfully, tears slipped down, and she couldn't help but look back into the distance, and when she turned back again, she saw that Yue Qimei was already approaching, still with her eyes closed, and she looked calm.

"Seventh sister, let's go to the captain to make it clear, everyone won't blame you. Ling Qingping couldn't bear it, and reached out to hold Yue Qimei.

Yue Qimei opened her eyes and smiled miserably, "It's useless, I have the secret method of the altar in my body, and Long Xiuzhu can overtake my life and death, no matter where it is." ”

Taking a deep breath, she raised her hand to wipe away the tears on Ling Qingping's cheeks, her eyes showed a trace of unbearability, and said, "Qingping, don't trust anyone!"

Ling Qingping was slightly stunned, a touch of green light appeared in front of her, and she was cut on her neck by Yue Qimei's palm, only to feel a tingling pain in her mind like a cold invasion, and before she could make a sound, she was put down in the vine in front of her throat.

(End of chapter)