Chapter Ninety-Five: Immortals Help

The bamboo sponge stretches for hundreds of miles, and the surrounding scenery is all bamboos that look similar, which makes Ji Qiuyang and Ji Xingyan completely dizzy, what is this? Where did Anseong go just now? Where is this?

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It's just that the corpse didn't wait, but waited for a melodious flute.

He and Ji Qiuyang glanced at each other, the forest was far-reaching, and the sound of the flute echoed around, and they didn't know where to find this sound at all.

"Master? Look at this blue feather flower! ā€

The girl's delicate voice came from the bamboo forest, and Ji Qiuyang's heads instantly looked to the right hand.

"Over there."

Raising the iron rod in his hand, Ji Qiuyang's frowning brows did not loosen, and followed Ji Xingyan straight into the forest.

The white-clothed shengxue, the red-clothed fire, the red-and-white scene in front of them dazzled Ji Qiuyang and the others, only to hear the girl's crisp laughter echoing in the forest, fingers please twist the corners of the skirt, dance in the forest, and jump between the bamboo forests.

The man who was called the master danced on the jade flute with his hands, and when he looked up, he saw that his face was like a crown of jade, his lips were greased, and his face was cold, he was a beautiful man that Ji Qiuyang and the others had never seen.

After the song, the woman also took the last move, as if she didn't see Ji Qiuyang and the two, jumped up and down to the man, and said coquettishly to the man with a smile.

"Master, did Ling'er's dance just now make progress?"

The man's indifferent expression never changed, and he nodded slightly before shifting his gaze to Ji Qiuyang and the others.

"Where did you two come from?"

Straight to the point, the man stood up and leaned on the bamboo, his eyes stared straight at Ji Qiuyang, and anyone could see the chill in his eyes, until he looked at Ji Qiuyang and retreated behind Ji Xingyan.

"Call and come out."

The appearance of the two people in front of him was really a little inexplicable, and with vigilance in his heart, Ji Xingyan replied.

"Where are you going?"

"Naturally, it's going anywhere!"

I didn't want to answer the man's question like this, Ji Xingyan kept his eyes on the two people in front of him, thinking that what he said would make the man continue to ask, who would have thought that as soon as his voice fell, the woman standing next to the man nodded heavily, and then took the corner of the man's clothes and said crisply.

"In that case, let's go back, Master."

Glancing playfully at Ji Xingyan, whose face suddenly became ugly, Ling'er slowly pulled up a trace of Shen Xing's clothes with her hand, and carefully wanted to take Shen Xing to the depths of the bamboo forest.

"Wait."

Seeing that they were about to leave, Ji Xingyan hurriedly said, they were leaving, who would tell them about the current situation?

"What? Donor, aren't you going anywhere? What are you doing now? ā€

Paused in her footsteps, Ling'er was still happy in her heart when the master was finally willing to take care of herself, but she heard Ji Xingyan behind her stop their steps, Ling'er, who didn't want to stop, felt that the person behind her also stopped, couldn't, and held back the unhappiness in her heart, Ling'er turned her head and said unceremoniously.

Ji Xingyan, who was called the benefactor, stiffened, and even his momentum was a little shorter.

"It's just a joke, and I'd like to ask Miss Childe where she is...... Why is the scenery so beautiful? ā€

Ji Xingyan, who was poor in words, finally held back such a sentence, but was ridiculed by Ling'er.

"I don't know where this is, what are you doing here? This is the Twin Peaks, but it's not where you should be. ā€

Here are the twin peaks, here are the twin peaks, here are the twin peaks......

All the voices in his ears disappeared, only Ling'er's double-headed peak remained in his ears, Ji Xingyan's eyes widened in shock, and at this moment he really didn't know what other expressions could express his feelings.

Double-headed Peak, close to the double-headed peak of Jijia Village, it is rumored that there is a double-headed peak of immortals living in it?

Ji Qiuyang naturally knew where the Shuangtou Peak was, but when he heard Ling'er's words, he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word anymore, and his eyes were dull looking at the bamboo that had been deliberately planted on the ground.

Seeing the shocked expressions of Ji Qiuyang and the others, the ridicule on Ling'er's face became even stronger, but before she could speak again, she saw Ji Xingyan rushing towards her, shouting the words of the fairy to save her life.

Ji Xingyan was really scared, and he rushed to the doctor when he was sick, and he was talking about him.

The sudden appearance of the corpse, the demise of Jijia Village, and the non-stop escape all the way, seeing the brothers and sisters of Jijia Village dying in the mouth of the corpse one by one, Ji Xingyan suppressed his heart all day long, and finally collapsed when he saw Shen Xing and Ling'er on this day.

The dirty man who wanted to hug his leg hard, but the more he struggled, the tighter Ji Xingyan hugged him, looking at Ji Xingyan who stuck his snot, tears and dust to his long skirt, Ling'er always had disgust in his eyes, where did this beggar come from? rushed up without saying a word, and called herself a fairy, this is really the funniest joke she has heard in recent years.

"You let go, we are not immortals at all!"

Seeing that the water-red dress was dyed with black spots, Ling'er reached out and was about to slash at the back of Ji Xingyan's neck.

He's so pestering, he won't make trouble if he stuns!

"Ling'er."

Shen Xing's cold voice finally appeared, stopping Ling'er's next action in time.

Pouting, Ling'er lowered her hand and continued to look at Ji Xingyan who was hugging her thigh with disgust.

"What do you want from me?"

Pacing forward, Shen Xing bent down slightly, and looked down at Ji Xingyan, who was crying.

Seeing the cautious behavior like an immortal, Ji Xingyan forgot to cry all of a sudden, and sat on the ground in a daze, and only stumbled after a long while.

"Immortals, immortals, ask for ...... Please save the people of Northern Qi. ā€

After speaking, Ji Xingyan began to cry loudly again, and even Ji Qiuyang, who was following behind him, couldn't help but reddened his eyes when he saw it.

"The people of Northern Qi? Why do the people of Northern Qi want us to save it? ā€

Ling'er took advantage of Ji Xingyan's crying bitterly and took the opportunity to withdraw her leg from his hand.

She went up to Shuangtou Peak with her master at the age of three, and never went down the mountain again, planting flowers and grass with her master all day long, and living a good life, and the things she needed on weekdays were sent up the mountain by the master.

Regardless of Ji Qiuyang's obstruction, Ji Xingyan told him what had happened in the past few months, and in the end, Ji Xingyan got up from the ground like crazy, and ran to the east, west, north and south, and in the strange eyes of the three, Ji Xingyan finally returned to Ji Qiuyang dejectedly.

"Qiuyang, they're gone."