Chapter 215: The Runaway Girl

Liu Duyan jumped up suddenly, and her feet covered with water droplets stepped on the white jade, which was even more beautiful than the white jade.

Liu Ruyue frowned and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Liu Duyan said: "Sister, I went to the imperial capital when I was a child, and I remember that there was a lot of food and fun there!"

Liu Ruyue smiled. "Now the Northern Wilderness is different, there are a lot of new interesting things there, too many to count, I heard of a kind of food called rock sugar fruit, the fruit is wrapped in sugar, sweet and sour, it looks a bit like a brother's double gong, but it is smaller. ”

Liu Duyan's eyes lit up when she heard this, she swallowed her saliva, and then realized that she was out of shape, and a trace of blush appeared on her little face.

"What else?"

"There's also a clever person out of sugar who makes a villain exactly like you. ”

"Ah, isn't that more powerful than an immortal!"

"It's just a sugar man, okay, I have to go, and my brother and I will rush to the Northern Wilderness World in a while. After Liu Ruyue finished speaking, she sacrificed her flying sword, and showed an intriguing smile when she left. "Good Yan'er, you have to listen to your father here. ”

Liu Duyan nodded in disbelief, watching in a daze as Liu Ruyue turned into a rainbow light and swept across the white jade palace.

Liu Dusk's little feet stretched out under Changqiang, his toes were cocked, and with a slight lift, the golden dragon fell into his hand, just holding one of the entrenched dragon claws.

Liu Duyan said to Changqiang: "Xiaolong, Xiaolong, you must want to go to the Northern Wilderness World." ”

After speaking, Liu Duyan shook his handle, and the golden canglong's head seemed to be nodding.

Liu Duyan's teeth leaked out as white as jade, but it was a strange smile. "Okay, since Xiaolong is going to the Northern Wilderness, then I must follow you, and my father didn't say that he wouldn't let you go, so I'll say that you forced me. ”

Liu Duyan muttered to herself, and ran towards the assembly place with joy.

As the third daughter of the Sect Master of the Leaving Immortals, Liu Duyan has always wanted to do whatever she wants, and she does whatever she wants in the Leaving Immortal Sect.

Although she has an older brother and a younger sister, no one can discipline her, except for her father Liu Zongli.

Now the disciples of the younger generation of the Lixian Sect are all gathered in front of the Lixian Palace, but there is no her, which arouses her rebellious psychology.

Liu Duyan secretly ran to the front of the main hall.

A few years ago, when the great tsunami submerged one-fifth of the Nantian Continent, the white jade temple of the Immortal Sect was also soaked in seawater for a time because of the rising water level of Yao Pond.

To this day, there are traces of seawater, and natural dark streaks flow on the white jade.

A thousand immortal cultivators above the Third Realm Ning Dan Realm lined up in a large phalanx, their clothes were of different styles, but they were all uniform gray, if you just looked at their clothes, some looked like woodcutters chopping wood, and some looked like prisoners escaping from prison.

The Lixian Sect has advocated penance since the founding of the sect, and its clothes are mainly gray and eclectic, but everyone exudes absolute self-confidence.

Liu Zongli, the sect leader of the Immortal Sect, was wearing a simple gray robe, his long gray beard hung down to his chest, and his hands were behind his back, like an old immortal in a painting.

Liu Zongli's voice was not loud, but it was clearly audible, he looked at the disciples of the Immortal Sect and said: "This time, I will transfer you back to the sect from all over the world, just for one thing, the Blood God Cholera, the Northern Wilderness is in trouble! The Tianji Empire and the Blood God Temple have united to suppress Huarong City, and the Lord of Wanchen has sent me a request for help from the Immortal Sect, asking us to join the war, in order to support justice and save the common people, we are duty-bound, Su'er, Ruyue." ”

A man and a woman stepped out of the crowd in response, and it was Liu Duyan's brother and sister.

Liu Ruyue was dressed in light clothes and carried a long sword.

Liu clutches a burly body, with two golden shovels behind him, like a martial god in the story.

Painting Saint Liu Zongli said: "I want you two to lead a thousand people to the Northern Wilderness to help the Lord of Wanchen and win this war." ”

"Yes, father. Liu Zhu and Liu Ruyue replied together.

Liu Duyan took the opportunity to blend into the crowd and glared fiercely at the senior brothers and brothers who found her.

Everyone unconsciously shrunk their necks as if they hadn't seen anything.

Only a baby-faced young man still has to open his mouth.

Liu Duyan said angrily. "Shut up, Dong Tianchuan!

The babyface named Dong Tianchuan immediately shut up.

Liu Duyan held his head high, trying to stay normal, but his heart was pounding, and he couldn't hold back his excitement, as long as he blended in the crowd, he would be able to leave the Immortal Sect.

At last, his father's long speech ended.

Painting Saint Liu Zongli waved his sleeves. "Let's go!"

All the monks of the Immortal Sect sacrificed their wind swords, and for a while, the air currents spread around.

Lixian Sect is worthy of the Four Noble Paths, and the flying of the imperial sword is a spell that can only be learned in the third realm, and from the third realm, Lixian Sect will be unified to equip the disciples with second-grade wind swords.

This spectacular scenery of thousands of people taking off at the same time is rarely seen, and it is easy for people to fish in troubled waters.

Thousands of flying swords swept over Yaochi, and the bridge keeper on the Baiyu Bridge raised his head and watched with a solemn expression as the troops of the Immortal Sect flew out of the illusion enchantment.

Breaking out of the enchantment, his vision became extremely broad, and Liu Duyan looked back at the Liufen Canyon that was getting farther and farther away, revealing a smile, and the cyan flying sword under his feet slowly transformed into gold.

It had been a day since she was found missing.

The Thousand Annihilation Painting Saint Liu Zongli also disappeared from the Immortal Sect, and he didn't know if he was looking for his daughter or if there was something else important.

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Northern Wilderness Continent, Anseong.

In the middle of the night, the moon is like a hook, and in the woods twenty miles away from Anseong, the dim moonlight shines through the treetops and sprinkles on the ground.

Jian Yusheng curled up in the dark, his clothes covered with mud, Luo Lu's skin was bruised, and red shimmer flowed in his veins, like a wounded beast, whimpering.

If anyone is here, they will hear a whimper full of hatred.

"Woo woo woo, I'm going to kill her, well, kill her, kill her. Jian Yusheng rubbed his teeth and spat out slurred words.

Jian Yusheng took Lan Che's sword very seriously, even if he was in pain, he still spread a piece of silk cloth under the sword, and a bright star bead was tied to the hilt of the sword, reflecting the faint blue light.

He trembled and moved his hand to the star bead, clenching it tightly, which was still warm on this cold winter night, and the pain was slightly lessened.

He struggled to his feet, and the moonlight shone on his face, which was a pleasantly handsome face, but it was pale and hideous from the twist of pain, like a monster.

Jian Yusheng muttered bitterly: "Kill her, as long as you can kill her, it doesn't matter how many people are sacrificed." ”

The sudden sound of small fragments made Jian Yusheng's nerves tense!

A blue light was fleeting, the scabbard was still on the silk cloth, and the blue sword flew into his hand, reflecting the cold and cold light.

A burly figure stepped out of the darkness, blocking out the moonlight.

"It's you. Jian Yusheng put down the Lan Che sword. "I thought you were gone. ”

The person who came opened his hood was the Qianhua Daoist, even if he was backlit, he could still see the stunning white puff in his left eye, and his blade-like lips were slightly raised.

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