The wind and rain are rushing.

The real person in the apricot robe left the palace, and he got into the carriage that had been prepared, and the coachman was a young Taoist boy, and his eyes carried a bit of overlooking the world.

There was also a Taoist wearing a long crown in the car, about thirty years old, with a narrow face, purring eyes, and a sharp whisker on his chin that destroyed the meaning of the whole person's fairy wind bones.

As soon as Wang Zhencai got into the car, the Taoist hurriedly asked, "How?"

Wang Zhenren raised his hand and made a gesture not to speak first, and then said to the outside: "Go back to Qingfeng Mountain." ”

"Yes, Immortal Chief. ”

Dao Tong responded, and then set off with his whip.

The carriage went south, and after a while, it was not until it was out of the gate of Tianque City that this Wang Zhen spoke: "Sure enough, there is a problem, that Concubine Ning is really wrong, and others are very excited when they see the burning and killing monsters."

Only she looked like she was unwell, and then under my compulsion, she went up to kill the white rabbit spirit, but she was very reluctant. ”

The Taoist wearing the long crown asked, "Can you be sure it's the demon clan?"

"It's not enough, there's no demonic aura in her.

But it may be a big demon, this kind of thing, it's better for us to go back to the division commander of Qingfeng Mountain. ”

"Hehe, there are a number of great beauties in the world, and if the concubine who is loved by three thousand is really a monster, it will be interesting. This group of monsters didn't hide underground and hid in the deep mountains and forests, but ran out, what do they want to do?"

"In this world now, there are not many demon clans, and if we can find out such a big demon, we can show our faces in front of the immortals, which can be regarded as accumulating blessings.

It will be of great benefit to our journey to seek immortals in the future, and maybe any immortal will directly accept us as apprentices.

But it's a pity that such a beauty is really pitiful. ”

"Senior brother, if she is really a monster, if you see her body, then you won't be the slightest interested, haha. But before she transforms into a human body, she can have some addiction at that time. ”

"Yes, yes, when it comes to us, it's not up to us to have the final say, this monster can use its body to make us happy apes and horses, and concentrate more on cultivation, which is also a good thing. Hehe, hurry back to Qingfeng Mountain. ”

Click.

Click...

The carriage suddenly jolted violently.

The hub seemed to hit a sharp stone and stopped.

The two Taoists staggered forward, and then waited for a while, but they didn't wait for the little Taoist boy outside the car to speak.

Wang Zhenren's expression turned cold, and he lifted the curtain: "What's the matter?"

The curtain is turned over.

He was stunned.

Outside the curtain, there is a strange teenager and an unfamiliar environment.

The young man is extremely handsome, and he should be regarded as a little white face.

The environment is very desolate, and it is not the official road to Qingfeng Mountain at all, and it is obvious that the Dao Tong has long been replaced.

And the boy had been driving for them for so long, choosing a good location, and then stopped.

Wang Zhenren only felt creepy, and a cold breath went up his back and head, and his heart jumped.

Could this be a ghost in the mountains?

He hurriedly guarded, and then asked in a loud voice, "Who is Your Excellency?"

The person who came was Xia Ji, his expression was very calm, and he was a little more lazy.

He simply asked, "Concubine Ning is a demon?"

Wang Zhenren was stunned, and at this moment his heart turned like a fly, and then he spoke: "Young man, don't be deceived by Concubine Ning's appearance, if you are ordered to kill us, it is better to wait first, let us figure out whether Concubine Ning is a human or a demon, and then it will not be too late."

If it was a person, it would be a misunderstanding in my Qingfeng Mountain, and I would naturally apologize.

If it's a demon, then Shaoxia has also been deceived, so there's no need to do anything to us. ”

He speaks reasonably, and is obviously an old Jianghu.

Xia Ji chuckled, and his expression slowly turned a little colder: "Whether Concubine Ning is a demon or not, I know." ”

He said this as soon as he said it.

The two Taoists knew that there was no need to talk about it.

Wang Zhenren pretended to be speechless and stopped, but the long-crowned Taoist behind him had already quietly made a move.

Dum autumn rain, gloomy carriage.

A zigzag sword light, like a tricky poisonous snake, under the cover of Wang Zhenren's body, quickly drilled out, the sword is a soft sword, but there is true qi hidden in it, but as soon as it is shot, it is a slight sound of tearing the air.

This is Qingfeng Mountain's unpassed mastery "Seven Seven Forty-Nine Hands Returning to the Wind and Dancing Willow Sword".

The sword is ethereal and unguardable.

The trajectory is unpredictable, like a wicker in spring, and before you know it, it has reached the front of people's cheeks.

However, Xia Ji's left hand grabbed back at random, holding the hilt of the same soft sword.

This soft sword belonged to the previous Dao Tong.

Xia Ji pulled it out casually, didn't look at it, and the soft sword in his hand turned into a pool of autumn water, and the last shot was placed first.

Just a flick of the wrist, a shake.

The "poisonous snake" that pounced in front of him had already stopped.

A bitter wail came from behind Wang Zhenren.

Boom.

The sound of the body falling to the ground sounded in this barren environment.

The crowned real man had been killed with a sword.

Wang Zhenren in the apricot yellow robe looked at the young man in a daze, and his pupils showed extreme shock.

It's not that he's so strong that it scares him.

It's this young man, who actually used "Seven Seven Forty-Nine Hands Returning to the Wind and Dancing Willow Sword".

And...

It seems to be more proficient than his master's use.

It's a pleasing to the eye, a breathtaking trajectory.

It makes people feel as if they are really in the willow waves of spring, and they don't feel lost and forget themselves.

Just when Wang Zhenren thought he was going to die, Xia Ji smiled, "I don't kill people indiscriminately, it's because he wants to kill me first before I make a move." ”

Wang Zhenren: ...

He's already got a big tongue: "That's... Gurgle Pavilion... Your Excellency, who is it? How could I be in the door..."

Xia Ji said casually: "I just heard you chatting and became interested, so I came to ask." ”

Wang Zhenren: ...

His brain was in shambles.

When he came back to his senses, the young man with a small white face had disappeared.

Wang Zhenren felt that his whole body was soaked, and he hurriedly rushed to the carriage, turned the head of the carriage, raised his horsewhip, and galloped towards the road behind him.

He felt like everything was like a nightmare.

Autumn rain at dusk.

It's getting dark.

The cold kills Xiao Suo, and the boundless falling trees fall with the cold rain.

Wang Zhenren's heart was finally released, because there was an official road not far ahead, and he had already found his way back.

As long as you get on the avenue, then the carriage will ride the dust, find the next town, blend in with it, and change to a thousand-mile horse, and you can accelerate back to Qingfeng Mountain.

There was still the smell of blood in the carriage, and the eyes of the real man wearing the crown were wide open.

The Taoist in the apricot yellow robe suddenly saw a young Taoist boy lying on his back at the fork in the road ahead.

He was stunned and hurriedly got out of the car, only to see that it was Changxi, the Taoist boy who was driving before.

Wang Zhenren thought about it, this must have been quietly thrown out of the car by the mysterious boy before.

So, as soon as he sniffed, he tapped his hands a few more times, and the boy woke up faintly, with a dazed face, and even a little stiff cheeks.

"Really... Reality. ”

The Taoist in the apricot yellow robe raised his hand: "Let's talk about it when we go back." ”

He pulled the boy into the car and told him to rest in the car while he drove himself.

The carriage got on the official road, the sky was already dark, this Wang Zhenren also breathed a sigh of relief, he seemed to vent the fear in his heart, and said: "Changxi, when we get to the next town, you and I will be separated, and return to Qingfeng Mountain from the two roads."

Then no matter which of us arrived at Qingfeng Mountain, we would quickly tell the master about the royal capital and what happened on the road.

The palm sect naturally has a way to tell the cactus. ”

Dao Tong asked a little weakly, "Really... Real person, if something happens to us, the master will see that we haven't come back, won't he understand?"

The true humanity of the apricot yellow robe: "The master didn't know that we were here, this is also your Uncle Zhao got the news halfway, we just came to give it a try, you forgot... You..."

He fell silent suddenly.

I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't say what is wrong.

A wave of treachery and fear swelled up.

Suddenly, this child's stiff face flashed in his mind, and he didn't see it too real in the dusk and autumn rain.

This inauthenticity is turning into a devouring demon.

"You are..."

His heart beat suddenly, and a terrifying emotion arose before he said two words.

Phew.

A soft sword had already penetrated through the crack in the curtain, arcing around and directly grazing the neck of the king Zhenren, splashing a shocking red.

He clasped his hands around his neck, his eyes wide open, unable to stare.

Then the young man's faint voice sounded: "You shouldn't have persecuted Xia Ning." ”

"You... You're by Concubine Ning's side..."

At this moment, Wang Zhenren finally had some impressions.

In the palace, Concubine Ning did have a young man sitting next to her.

He seems to be called the big straw bale of the royal capital?

Thoughts settled.

Boom.

Wang Zhenren's body fell backwards.

Behind the curtain, it was the long-crowned Taoist who was holding a sword to "kill" him.

This is the scene arranged by Xia Ji, just casually.

Click!!

Autumn thunder.

Electric flash.

The heavens and the earth that shine are white.

The young man's face instantly became clear, pale and gentle.