Of course, the place where she was only two feet wide was not as comfortable as sitting on the candy, although Mu Qinglian hesitated a little, but when she saw that Yuan Qing was already standing on the sword and casting an expectant glance at her, she didn't think about it so much.

Gu Qian'er could fly on Gao Fushuai's sword for so long that day, what could she not do?

"Are you ready?" Yuan Qing, who was standing in front, glanced at her sideways.

Mu Qinglian looked a little nervous, grabbed his belt with both hands, and took a deep breath, "Okay-"

Feeling that both sides of her waist were tightly grasped by a pair of hands, Yuan Qing's entire waist stiffened, and she grabbed it so generously, but he became a little twisted instead.

Seeing that he didn't move, Mu Qinglian poked out half of her head to look at him, "Huh? What's wrong? "Didn't you say somewhere? She's all standing up, why don't you leave?

"Oh? No-" Yuan Qing smiled awkwardly, and the sword rushed into the air with a swish.

The inky cloak was blown up and down by the wind, like a mysterious black shadow slicing through the air in the thick night.

Standing on the sword is much more exciting than on the candy, Mu Qinglian grabbed his belt for fear of accidentally falling from the air, and looking down condescendingly at Lingyun Mountain in the whole night is even more mysterious.

The few hanging islands not far away connect them only to a rattan bridge, there are no planks on it, and even the place where you step on it is connected by vines that are slightly thicker than your fingers, just standing on it and looking down, the abyss is enough to make people's hearts tight.

Mu Qinglian happily watched the islands under her feet being left behind her, and her heart was extremely excited, when she sat on the candy, her attention was focused on her brother, and she didn't pay attention to the surrounding scenery.

Her eyes suddenly fell to the faintly glowing green hole not far away, and the ghostly screams came to her ears like a hyponic spell, Mu Qinglian stared at the weak and bright hole in horror, and pulled his belt, "Where is that?" You don't have monsters in Lingyun Mountain, right? ”

Monster? This Lingyun Mountain is a place where spiritual energy gathers, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, it is an excellent place for cultivating immortals and practicing the Tao, of course, there will be monsters coveting here, but some ordinary little demons and demons are not close to Lingyun Mountain at all.

Not to mention whether they can pass the heavy formations under the mountain, even if they do, it is not easy to break the enchantment.

In the past hundred years, although there are demons coveting this treasure land, but no one has broken through the barrier, and even before the formation has been tortured to ashes, in the thirteen counties and forty-eight villages around Lingyun Mountain, there has never been a demon who dares to spread wild in the realm of Lingyun Mountain, and the people have lived here in peace and contentment for hundreds of years.

And the Daiyi Island that Mu Qinglian said just now is imprisoned is the ancient evil beast Hanqi, it is rumored that it has the legs of a human tiger and the fangs of a wild boar, and its appearance is very terrifying, and it is also one of the forbidden places for the disciples of Lingyun Mountain.

Since then, this has become a forbidden place for the disciples of Lingyun Mountain, some people have been curious about what this evil beast looks like and secretly came to watch, Han Qi didn't see it and almost lost his own life, if it wasn't for the head of the sect to appear in time, I'm afraid they would have already become the food of Han Qi.

"That's the place where the Han Qi is suppressed, and we Lingyun Mountain disciples can't go!" Yuan Qing replied to her with a sword and a sideways head.