Murong Jie's thoughts made him feel scared himself.

He didn't know why he had such thoughts, but the swelling evil thoughts always lingered. He knew that it must be the poor and strange ink beads, but he didn't know what to do with himself. He can only be at his mercy, completely enslaved by lust.

Murong Jie struggled to throw away the Qi Qi Ink Bead, but he couldn't throw it away no matter what. Qi Qi Mozhu seemed to be stuck to his hand, and it would be Murong Jie's reluctance to give up.

Murong Jie never felt that he was a good person, but he prided himself on being a bad person, he was born as the youngest son of the Murong family, and he was the apprentice of the Qingyun Daoist, even if he didn't dare to say that he was righteous, he should be above board, if he did something like murder, theft and fornication, what kind of face would he have to see the master in the future, then he could still be regarded as a child of the Murong family?

Murong Jie's heart was up and down, and he tried his best to control himself, but he was on the verge of losing control.

At the moment when Murong Jie was about to lose his mind, he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from the woods not far away.

Murong Jie was shocked, fearing that another villain would chase him, and the fear and uneasiness made him restrain his mind and no longer be affected by the trend of desire.

He was the first to find a place to hide the Qi Qi Ink Bead, which was a treasure to him at all times, and then pulled Wen Liangyu out of the water, hiding him in a nearby weed pile before he woke up, so as not to be discovered by irrelevant people.

It seemed that everything had been taken care of, and the sound of horses' hooves in the forest was getting louder and louder, and it was clear that they were coming this way.

Murong Jie didn't want to fall into the net, in order to be able to find out the truth of the visitor, Murong Jie climbed a big tree, quickly hid in the treetops, and held his red lotus blade tightly in his hand to protect himself in case of danger.

Murong Jie didn't dare to make any sound, he held his breath and looked around carefully, and soon he saw a group of people.

On the white horse without a saddle, there were seven or eight men in green clothes riding on horseback, all of them were dressed as Taoist priests, holding dust whisks in their hands, and wearing swords at their waists, all of them were martial arts cultivators who practiced qi.

Seeing that they were in such a hurry, there must be a presence in them, judging from the costumes, Murong Jie thought that there was a chance that they might be disciples of the Qingcheng faction.

Since Master Qingyun Dao Chang is the head of the Qingcheng faction, at the Heaven and Earth Shou Yan Conference, Murong Jie paid attention to the disciples of the Qingcheng faction, and the few people riding on white horses in front of him were almost the same as the disciples of the Qingcheng faction he saw at that time, both in terms of clothes and accessories, so Murong Jie thought that they must be Qingcheng disciples.

Moreover, Murong Jie had also heard in the past that among the various famous and decent sects in the Tang Dynasty, only the three major sword sects in Shushan could ride on horseback like the Hu people.

It's not that they lack the metal and technology to make saddle birds, but they are people who will hurt the body of horses because of the saddle birds, and they are all monks who sweep the floor and are afraid of hurting the lives of moles and ants, and cherish the moth gauze lamp, so they naturally can't bear to see their beloved horses hurt, but if they want to sit firmly on the horse without a saddle kneon, it really takes more than ten years of hard work, otherwise they will inevitably fall from the horse if they are not careful.

While Murong Jie was pondering, there was a sudden person in the crowd, which made his eyes light up. I saw this person, his face was like powder, tiger eyes and dragon eyebrows, silver teeth and broken jade, lips like Danzhu, thin waist and back, arms like phoenix wings, polite, and dignified.

A person who can have such a Pan An Song Yu appearance, Murong Jie has lived for more than ten years, and he has only seen one, and that is his master Qingyun Daochang.

Although Murong Jie has only met Master once from beginning to end, and the time the two have been together for a very short time, Murong Jie will never forget the master's immortal wind and the demeanor of the jade tree in the wind.

Unexpectedly, since he was able to see his master on the ground and inadvertently, Murong Jie was both surprised and happy in his heart, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly.

This light sigh is terrible, Qingyun Dao Leader is not an ordinary person, and the disciples who follow him are naturally not ordinary ordinary martial arts cultivators.

Although Murong Jie's light sigh was weak, it was clearly perceived by them. In the blink of an eye, someone had flown into the treetops and flashed behind Murong Jie.

Murong Jie didn't have time to react, he didn't expect that the person who came was so fast, and he was kicked in the vest by the man, and the whole person fell from the big tree.

Murong Jie didn't expect that this fall was very bad, and he didn't get his breath for a long time.

"Say, Who are you, and why are you lying in ambush here, trying to hurt people with secret arrows? ”

A cold light swept through, and the cold and sharp tip of the sword pointed straight at the tip of Murong Jie's nose.

Murong Jie raised his eyes and looked, he didn't know if he didn't see it, he was startled when he saw it, and it was a young man who pointed his sword at him.

Murong Jie looked at Yue Xuan in a daze, as if he couldn't believe what he saw at all, she and Lin Xian'er were both poisoned by Shen Chengjiao, why did they appear here with the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, and Master Qingyun Dao Chang was also with them.

"Shameless fanatic, look at what to see, wait for me to gouge out your dog's eyes. A Qingcheng disciple beside Yuexuan scolded, this is about to draw his sword and stab Murong Jie's eyes.

"Sixth Senior Brother, slow down, Master, his old man, have something to ask this shameless fanatic. ”

As soon as the words fell, Qingyun Dao Chang came in front of Murong Jie's eyes. After a long absence, Murong Jie couldn't help but shed tears.

Qingyun Dao Elder was very puzzled, Qingyun Dao Elder had not changed over the years, but Murong Jie had completely changed, so that Qingyun Dao Elder could not recognize Murong Jie at a glance.

After all, Murong Jie, outside Loulan City, is still a seven-year-old doll with fine skin and tender meat clothes to reach out for food and open his mouth. The Murong Jie in front of him is already a handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, because he has practiced all the superior exercises over the years, he is heroic and compelling from the bones, whether it is the pure world lotus picking or the dragon meat in the underground palace, Murong Jie has been reborn, coupled with years of beating and grinding, his whole body is full of familiar muscles, and his skin is tanned and translucent by the sun, and he has already completely changed his appearance.

Qingyun Dao Chang just felt strange, he couldn't see Murong Jie's cultivation, but he knew that he must be practicing qi martial cultivation. Besides, why did he hide naked and hide in a big tree to do something, did he just want to dig out the bird's nest, he had to pull himself out?

Qingyun Daoist has been walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, but he is also very puzzled by Murong Jie in front of him, and naturally wants to ask him who he is and what he plans to do.

Without waiting for Qingyun Daoist to speak, Murong Jie, who was in tears, fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowed and swayed, and said in a crying voice: "Master, Master! The disciple has finally found you, do you know how much the disciple has suffered over the years, and he misses the master all the time." ”

Murong Jie's words shocked everyone, and everyone present looked stupid, and they all understood what was going on, even Qingyun Dao Chang was a little confused, when did he inexplicably have such an apprentice.

Murong Jie, who was crazy and disheartened, made the surrounding Qingcheng disciples inevitably think that he was a madman, presumably because the master was dead, and he was hit hard, so he was so naked, and everyone cried and called his mother when he saw him.

Murong Jie never thought that he could recognize Master Qingyun Daoist, but Master Qingyun Daoist may not be able to recognize himself, Qingyun Daoist has not changed for decades, as long as he has seen Qingyun Daoist, he can easily recognize Qingyun Daoist, but after all these years, I am afraid that even Murong Jie's flesh and blood affection will be difficult to recognize Murong Jie.

Since no one knew Murong Jie, Murong Jie cried endlessly, the scene was extremely funny for a while, and everyone didn't know what to do.