"Spare you?"

"That's right, Kong Laodao knew that Zhong Emei hid you, and after asking in every possible way......" He Huohuo said as he grabbed a handful of sand and raised it to her eyes, then condensed the only remaining aura and slashed at her with a palm. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Without the restraint on her body, she got up and ran towards the sword, as long as the sword was still in her hand, Cheng Qinghe couldn't do anything to her.

Her heart was beating like a drum, and she reached out and approached the hilt of her sword, but there was silence behind her as if it were dead, and she looked back consciously.

However, after a few turns, two cold little hands gently pressed against the back of her head.

There was a soft crisp sound of "click...... her head turned half a circle, and she suddenly found that she couldn't control her body, and the world in front of her was suddenly turned upside down.

However, the moment she landed heavily, the pair of hands gently caught the side of her face.

Cheng Qinghe caught her and gently put her to the ground, looked at her swollen face carefully, turned his head and vomited wildly.

"......" Cheng Qinghe! He Huohuo was so angry that she almost vomited blood, but in the next second, her world had come to an abrupt end......

After spitting out the yellow water, Cheng Qinghe stood up with his forehead, and what appeared in his mind were countless alchemy secrets, these were Rong Jiao's things, and if she wanted to transfer these moments into her sea of knowledge, she would naturally have both nosebleeds and vomiting and dizziness.

"Qinghe." Not far away, there was the sound of Jing Xiaoyu.

Cheng Qinghe looked at He Huohuo's corpse next to his feet, and took off his robe to cover her body.

The Qiankun bag fell from her waist and walked to He Huohuo's side, for this former partner, it is not without feelings, but if you have to choose between the two that are incompatible, it chooses its own pet and car - Cheng Qinghe.

Jing Xiaoyu approached, and Qiankun Bag had already dragged the hand of the corpse into the darkness.

"This sword ......"

"Picked it up." Cheng Qinghe pulled out the two swords, although He Huohuo's Xuanjing Sword was several grades higher than her Xuanjing Sword, but in the face of this sword that had wiped her neck, she inexplicably felt unspeakable.

"How's that over there?"

Jing Xiao stopped talking again, like eating a fly.

"They're fine."

Cheng Qinghe also guessed that it was nothing more than He Huohuo colluding with Liu Mingyu and her daughter to lure him out and break them one by one, so the remaining disciples must have been bewitched by He Huohuo and became accomplices.

"I can't figure out what Ho Huo used to convince them."

"The secret is in the token that Lord Rong Feng gave you."

"Oh?"

"At the same time, that wrench finger is used as a token of the palm peak, and it is also the storage ring of the peak master."

What would be in the hands of a peak master who was longer than alchemy? The answer is obvious.

Cheng Qinghe was not surprised or delighted when he heard this, since Rong Jiao asked her to agree, she naturally had a guard of honor.

She will hand over all these things to the next head of Longhu Mountain, and since she agreed, she will not break her promise.

"Why don't you go down and take a look? It is possible to find a way out. Cheng Qinghe suggested, and then walked to the edge of the cliff, as she walked, her original dress gradually flowed and changed, shaking slightly, turning into a black cloak raised to her knees, her hat automatically covered her head, and on her feet were a pair of knee-high leather boots.

Seeing only a few strands of broken hair hidden under the brim of his hat, Cheng Qinghe smiled lightly, his lips were like cherry blossoms, and the delicate nephrite jade was combined with the heroic and refreshing atmosphere to the extreme, Jing Xiaoyu was stunned, as if every time they met, she could make his eyes shine.

Qiankun Bao took the sword and stuffed it into his stomach, and then jumped on Cheng Qinghe's shoulder.

"Since you're okay, I'll go first." Cheng Qinghe said, then leaned forward and fell down in an instant.

The wind howls and the sleeves fly.

Jing Xiaoyu's whereabouts gradually approached her side, her eyes were firm, because there were too many things waiting for her to complete.

As if not aware of his gaze, Cheng Qinghe glanced at the stone wall inch by inch, and it seemed steeply

It's like falling down.

"Look at this." She pointed to the smooth cliff and said, "This doesn't look like a natural formation, but it looks like it's man-made, it should be caused by an infinitely powerful magic weapon." ”

Jing Xiaoyu moved his gaze to the cliff when he heard this, and it was true, "Yes, but this canyon should not be formed with a single blow, there are a few deeper carvings there." ”

Cheng Qinghe nodded, and had some guesses in his heart, it should be a powerful act to cause such a miracle, and this place was originally a place of punishment, so the story behind this ......

The further down the water became, the more vapor grew, and the sound of the stream could be faintly heard.

Where there is water, there is a way out, I am afraid that it is an underground dark river, I don't know when it will be exposed to the surface of the water, if the water is not good, I am afraid that I will suffocate below.

Cheng Qinghe thought about looking at Jing Xiaoyu, who was also looking at her.

"I know water."

Cheng Qinghe nodded, and after another quarter of an hour, the stone walls on both sides of the canyon got closer and closer, and the two took a deep breath.

With a thud, it fell into the rushing water almost simultaneously.

The water was very cold, freezing people's bones trembling, and they really followed the mountain stream to dive under the rocks, and they could not see the light, because there were many strange rocks, and they would inevitably scratch, so in order to avoid crashing and dying on the reef, the two were extremely careful.

Fortunately, the cloak protected her tightly, but Jing Xiaoyu was not so lucky, but in the middle of the night, a hole was broken on her forehead.

Seeing the bright light in the distance in front of him, Cheng Qinghe held his breath and felt a little tight, and when he looked up, the purple light flashed away.

If she was not mistaken, a large row of dense purple crystals flashed above her head.

With an itch on her body, the Qiankun bag crawled to her neck and swung out in an instant.

"Qiankun ......" Cheng Qinghe spit out a mouthful of bubbles and quickly closed his mouth.

There was a bang, and a stream of water washed them both out.

The sun was shining, the smell of grass and earth lingered on the tip of their noses, and their eyes were full of green, and they were standing in a very ordinary stream.

Finally, it's out!

He felt a sense of relief, these days were like a nightmare, everywhere there was fighting and wailing, and the moment he saw this daylight, the last haze was erased in an instant.

Twisting the wet robe, he simply took off this cumbersome burden.

Cheng Qinghe, who came out, threw himself under the surface of the water to look around, but to no avail.

"Did you lose something?" He wondered.

"Hmm." She nodded and said no more, but she was stunned in her heart, and still couldn't believe that the Qiankun bag had left her like this.

She turned back and walked towards the shore, but she heard a grunt, and looked back to see the wet bag swimming towards her.

Cheng Qinghe couldn't help but smile, this was the first time in seven years that he laughed from the bottom of his heart.

Is it because you found the Qiankun bag? Know where your father is? Or is it because of the joy of escaping death?

At least there's something to work for, isn't it? (To be continued.) )