"From now on, I am Gu Ya! What Falling Frost Pavilion, what Ling Frost Supreme, let them all get rid of the things that should be passed!"

The only knot that bound her heart was untied, and Gu Ya suddenly felt extremely relaxed.

Hop on the bed and happily lick the candy stick with a pillow in your arms.

At this moment, her spirit began to truly merge with this body, regardless of each other.

In the next room, Zheng Qiu didn't know what Gu Ya was doing, he carefully sorted out his clothes and checked the medicinal herb seeds he carried.

The disciples of the Qianyun Sect who drove the Tianzhou said that when they arrived at the Wenjian Sect tomorrow, they had to prepare first.

If you are about to start a duel just after you arrive at the place, the more prepared you are, the less likely you are to get injured.

Day and night alternated, and I spent a whole day meditating to regulate my energy.

When Zheng Qiu opened his eyes again, through the round glazed windows, he could already see scattered sectarian buildings on the ground below.

"It looks like the Wen Sword Sect has arrived!"

Zheng Qiu dressed neatly, knocked on the door of the next room, and took Gu Ya to the first floor of Tianzhou.

In the hall on the first floor, the city lord Lin Minghao and the four deacons were there, sitting on the edge of the tea house and patiently waiting for the Tianzhou to land.

Catching a glimpse of Zheng Qiu walking down, Lin Minghao raised his hand and made a slight move, indicating that he had something to say.

Zheng Qiu hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "I've seen the city lord, I've seen the deacons, what do the city lords command?"

Lin Minghao's expression was a little serious, and he instructed: "When you arrive at the Wen Sword Sect later, remember to follow suit."

Don't go anywhere else without permission, and don't talk to disciples from other sects. ”

He turned to the side, looked at the little girl standing in the distance, and added, "Take care of your stepsister, don't provoke such a thing as looking for a lost child." ”

Zheng Qiu nodded in agreement, and promised to do what the city lord ordered.

Half an hour later, Tianzhou shook slightly, and then Zheng Qiu felt a lightness.

He knew that the Heavenly Boat was descending, and it would soon land at the post near the Wen Sword Sect.

A moment later, the shining floating emerald in the Tianzhou Hall gradually dimmed, and a gentle bump sound came from below the ground.

Then the wall behind the boat slowly opened, and with the faint sound of metal rubbing, a slope extended downward, connecting to the bluestone floor of the square.

City Lord Lin Minghao tidied up his clothes slightly, strode down with his hands behind his back, and the three commanders followed closely.

The remaining executor stood beside Zheng Qiu, which could be regarded as a kind of supervision by the city lord.

"Sister, Wen Jian Sect has arrived, let's go down quickly, we can't be left behind!"

Zheng Qiu pretended to instruct Gu Ya, and Gu Ya was also very cooperative, pulling Zheng Qiu's sleeve like a normal child.

Walking out of the station, there is a quaint bluestone road that leads into the distance and extends to the hillside.

Looking up, there was a boulder standing on the side of the road on the hillside.

The boulder is as high as five zhang, engraved with the three big characters of Wenjian Sect, and here is the mountain gate of Wenjian Sect.

Following the city lord Lin Minghao forward, the group quickly walked to the boulder.

Zheng Qiu found that the three words of Wen Jianzong were slashed with a sword blade, and the edges of the handwriting were sharp and angular, with a sharp aura.

"It is worthy of the Wen Sword Sect, and there are traces of swordsmanship everywhere. ”

Zheng Qiu looked forward while thinking secretly.

It's strange, the Great Wilderness Lonely City is also one of the top ten sects, why didn't the Wen Sword Sect send someone to greet it?

The bluestone mountain road was empty, and there was no figure, as if Wen Jian Sect did not know that the people from the Great Wilderness Lonely City would come.

Is it that the people of the Sword Sect are arrogant, no matter who comes here, they will not come to greet them.

Zheng Qiu was in a puzzled mood, and he raised his feet and wanted to move forward.

But as soon as his feet left the ground, he found the lord of the city standing where he was, without any intention of moving forward.

"What's going on?"

Zheng Qiu was confused, so he had to retract his feet, the city lord didn't leave, and he couldn't go in alone stupidly.

The seven people of the Great Wilderness Lonely City stayed outside the mountain gate and waited, and the executor also deliberately took out a few stones from the nearby forest and used them as stools for everyone to sit and wait.

Zheng Qiu sat on the stone, his gaze constantly sweeping between the city lord and the empty mountain road.

He somewhat understood that there was a contradiction between the city lord and the Wen Sword Sect, and the contradiction was not small.

After waiting by the boulder of the mountain gate for half an hour, Zheng Qiu's body was a little numb when he sat down.

Raising his head, he finally saw some movement in the Wen Sword Sect.

Two streams of light crossed the mountain and fell straight towards the position of the mountain gate.

After the aura light dissipated, two cultivators, one old and one young, were revealed.

The old man was plain-looking, dressed in a blue and white robe, with red silk patterns on the cuffs and hem of the robe.

The cuffs of this robe are narrow, and the slit of the hem is relatively high, so it should be easy to move.

But the strange thing is that the old man put on a wide gauze robe on top of this robe.

The young cultivator was also wearing a similar style of narrow-sleeved robe, but in a different color.

However, he had a two-foot-long one-handed sword pinned to his waist, and his expression was slightly nervous, and he was probably a disciple of the Wen Sword Sect.

Seeing the person coming clearly, the city lord Lin Minghao stood up from the stone and patted the hem of his clothes.

"The Killing Intent Supreme is quite big! Why, don't you welcome me to the Great Wilderness Lonely City?

If you're not welcome, I'll leave now, and don't even think about your duel!"

Hearing the city lord's words, Zheng Qiu set his eyes on the old man: "It turns out that this person's name is the Killing Intent Supreme, and that must be a powerhouse of the Divine Realm."