"Wow, Miss Chu, how do you know Lu Dao?" Jiang Wuxian's eyes were shining, and if he met a bosom friend, he was excited to go to pull the cloth banner again.

"Pull your banner again, believe it or not, I'll beat you." Ling Chuxi said coldly.

"I believe it! I believe it! Jiang Wuxian hurriedly withdrew his hand and shrank aside.

The night was chilly, but it was warm and cozy next to the campfire.

"It's delicious, it's delicious, Miss Chu, I don't know how you grilled this barbecue, can you teach me? I have traveled from south to north, and I have never heard of any delicacies from the mountains and seas, and I have never eaten such delicious barbecue. Roasting on the fire and eating fragrant barbecue, Jiang Wuxian began to croak again.

"Eat quickly." Ling Chuxi didn't want to talk nonsense with him, he really wanted to tell him that it was estimated that there would be an extra row of big characters on his cloth banner tomorrow: the first chef in the world of northern and southern dishes, stir-frying, stewing and roasting, maybe add a few words to arrange red and white ceremonies.

After dinner, Ling Chuxi went to rest in the carriage, and Ling Yichen and Jiang Wuxian also entered the tent.

The night was dark, and the forest gradually quieted down, and a few black shadows quietly approached.

A few people listened attentively, and the sound of even breathing came from the carriage and tent, and the people inside seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Several people glanced at each other, gently drew their long swords, and under the light of the fire, the long swords flashed like poisonous snakes, and several people suddenly moved and stabbed towards the carriage and tent respectively.

With a muffled "bang", the man who struck the carriage flew up, then swung in the air like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.

Immediately after, Ling Yichen's tall figure flashed out of the tent, the long sword Qingyin sword shone brightly, stabbing towards the other two, and in the crisp sound, the two of them were shocked by the strong battle qi and retreated.

Ling Chuxi walked out of the carriage and stood side by side with Ling Yichen, staring at the four uninvited guests in front of him. Jiang Wuxian was also awakened, looked at the shelf outside, and hid behind the two.

"Young man, good strength." An old man looked at them gloomily, it was none other than Elder Qiu and his party who had followed earlier.

"It seems that we have not seen you, nor have we offended you." Ling Chuxi was secretly surprised in her heart, although she and Ling Yichen made a hasty move just now, they were also in the Great Perfection Realm, but the other party was only injured, and they were not worried about their lives, and their strength was not weak. And that old man, with a strong voice, if he is not mistaken, should be the strength of the Great Perfection Realm, and he is definitely not below them.

"Old man Qiu Rongcheng, elder of the Transformation Hall." Elder Qiu said.

"Haven't you heard of it, why do you want to kill us?" Ling Chuxi asked.

"You're going back to Spring Valley, aren't you? The old man just wants to advise you to go back, so as not to cause an unwarranted disaster and give your life in vain. Elder Qiu threatened.

It seems that Jiang Wuxian really didn't lie, this was indeed the road to the Rejuvenation Valley.

"I'm sorry, I have something very important and I have to go." Ling Chuxi said.

"Then, don't blame me for being merciless." There was a cold light in Elder Qiu's eyes.

"You don't seem to have any mercy just now." Ling Chuxi sneered and said sarcastically. For the sake of the Second Elder, no matter who is in front of her, she will never back down.

"I don't know what to do." Elder Qiu saw the firmness in Ling Chuxi's eyes. There was a murderous moment in his eyes, and his feet moved towards Ling Chuxi with a sword. The other three also set off at the same time, outflanking Ling Chuxi and the others from several directions.