Shen Yaohua ate the delicious food cooked by Qiao Xiaoyou, and hugged Qiao Xiaoyou viciously when he was leaving, and went on the road in style. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"See you next time, remember that you still owe me the snacks I made yourself."

Gong Yuyao's words came from behind him, and Shen Yaohua's footsteps did not stop, and he ran away as if he didn't hear it.

It's not that she wants to repay the debt, it's just that she doesn't have that talent.

She tried to learn from Chi Yun for a while, but to no avail. In the palace, I had nothing to do in the past few days, and I pestered the spring branches and spring leaves to learn a few times, but it was still fruitless.

So she gave up, anyway, she thought Gong Yuyao had forgotten about it.

She feels a little shameless now, and she owes several pieces of life and is still missing a snack?

After walking out on the street, she realized that Gong Yuyao always made sense to do things.

Now that the city is under martial law, there are many patrolling soldiers on the streets, not only because Moyi Xiaobai ascended the throne, but also to find her.

Gong Yuyao made hands and feet on her face, she couldn't see anything herself, but she didn't know what it looked like in the eyes of others.

There were many soldiers on the street with portraits in their hands, and she could see that the portrait was herself, but they just swept it past her and didn't look at it again.

Shen Yaohua stood on the wall of a certain house, looked at the palace from afar for a while, turned around and went into the courtyard and went down the vegetable cellar.

Gong Yuyao showed her another way out of the city.

Shen Yaohua got out of the vegetable cellar, went around and around in the dark passage under it for a while, and when he came out, he had already arrived outside Fengdu City.

She was worried, and stood outside the city for a while, but finally gritted her teeth and left without looking back.

Moyi Xiaobai is the emperor, he has the courage to build the country, and he doesn't need her to worry about a little woman who doesn't know anything.

The journey was smooth, Shen Yaohua walked safely and comfortably, there were many things to think about, and he didn't feel bored.

What she thinks about the most is Luo Qinghuan, the strange woman who always appears in her dreams.

can curse the entire Wu clan, with such an ability, Shen Yaohua thinks that there are no more than two people.

One is Wu Zu, but Shen Yaohua has seen her statue, and Luo Qinghuan does not look like her.

The other is one of the two disciples of Wu Zu, that is, the one who escaped from the world later.

She wasn't sure and no one asked, but there was no need to worry, it was always coming.

She was only happy that her body was not Feng Yaohua's.

A few days later, Fenghualing was in sight.

The misty Fenghualing is still like a fairy mountain from a distance as before, but the clouds and mist seem to be much thinner than before, and there is a lot less fairy energy when you look at it.

Shen Yaohua never thought that this would be her foundation before.

Because the witch master is Shen Lanxing, because of the indifference of the teachers in the mountains and the exclusion of the disciples, what she hoped most was that she would never return after completing her studies.

But this time when she returned from the mountain, her mentality changed a lot, and she seemed to be going to make this home.

The definition of home is that no matter how far you have traveled and what beautiful scenery you have seen, you will eventually return to the place you want to return to.

It's just that she didn't expect that when she really gave birth to a sense of belonging, Dongwu was going to expel her.

No, it's worse than the expulsion, she's in captivity!

She happily returned to the mountain, thinking that Liu Yuan'er would not know what kind of surprise she would have when she saw her.

I don't know if the little girl who hasn't seen her for half a year and looks like everyone in the world owes her money all day is still the same as before.

As a result, Liu Yuan'er saw that her face changed greatly, and without saying a word, she pulled her and ran down the mountain.

"What are you doing, where are you going......?"

She smiled and joked, and Liu Yuan'er ran away without saying a word.

As a result, he didn't run far before he was stopped by the Great Witch.

"The witch master has a life, Shen Yaohua has turned his back on the master, killed the same sect, disrespected the teacher, needs to abolish his spiritual root, imprisoned in the broken spirit cliff, when to repent and reform before he can see the light of day again."

Da Wu's words made Shen Yaohua very surprised, when did she do those things?

She deceived Shen Lan to wake up, but it wasn't like that, right?

She opened her mouth to explain, but Liu Yuan'er suddenly passed on her mind and said: I will try my best to stop the great witch, you run away! Run as far as you want, and never come back.

Shen Yaohua was stunned, and cut his backhand at the back of Liu Yuan'er's neck.

Liu Yuan'er glared at her angrily and fell softly into her arms.

Shen Yaohua smiled apologetically, raised his eyes to look directly at Da Wu, and asked almost indifferently, "Does Da Wu want to know the truth or just want to act on orders?" ”

"The witch master's order must not be violated."

The witch's wrinkled face was also indifferent.

"I won't go until I die!"

Shen Yaohua sneered at Da Wu, thinking that if she had wasted her aura in vain, it would be okay to imprison her, and drag her corpse away!

She tilted her head proudly, crackling with the cold eyes of the Great Witch.

But the next moment she suddenly fell silently.

Between her and the Great Witch, the difference is decades of cultivation.

This kind of gap, whether to live or die, is not something she can choose.

When she woke up, she was in a dark valley.

The valley was so dark that her eyes were basically useless, and she could only vaguely see the outline of the cliff.

After really touching it, she was sure that the two-edged cliff wall was smooth and slanted upwards like a mirror, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and she only felt that it was connected to the sky.

What is in heaven?

It was raining and the wind was blowing in the valley.

The rain was like an arrow, the wind was like a knife, and they chased her like they had eyes, and they couldn't find a place to shelter her from the wind and rain in the huge deep valley.

Shen Yaohua tested the aura in her body while holding her head, and the result was very optimistic, she seemed to have suffered some damage, and the spiritual veins and spiritual roots were all there.

But the actual situation is very unoptimistic, that is, as soon as her aura is released, it will be like a candle flame, and it will be immediately blown away by the wind and destroyed by the heavy rain.

What the hell is this place!

Shen Yaohua's only remaining good mood immediately vanished.

But there is one thing to be thankful for.

The Great Witch didn't abolish her aura!

Although she can't release the aura protection body here at all, she can still slowly swim in her body, so that she can support her for a longer time.

She gradually calmed down after running headless and brainless in the storm for a while, endured the stinging pain of the 'arrow', rain and wind 'knife' on her body, and sat down against the cliff.

She discovered something very strange.

Relatively speaking, the cliff is dry, the ground is dry, and her body is dry.

In other words, the rain is not real rain, the wind may not be real wind, and the darkness is certainly not real night.

But if you can't see the doorway, those injuries are real, at least Shen Yaohua feels very painful, his whole body hurts, and he has the pain of swords and arrows all the time.

Under such pain, it is difficult for ordinary people to maintain their sanity.

Shen Yaohua buried his head in his lap and sat quietly, trying to ignore the physical pain and open up a peaceful space for himself.

And just as she was getting better, she suddenly heard a different voice from the howl of the wind.

Footsteps!

Discreet, slight, belonging to the sound of human footsteps.