Song Qingxiao has a nine-character secret order, and it seems that Dong Qin Wuwu has already known in his heart that he will not show such a look.

His gaze was deep, as if he could see through his opponent at a glance when he looked at someone.

Song Qingxiao rarely had this feeling of being looked at by others and having nothing to hide, and she couldn't help frowning slightly, and her body was tense subconsciously.

Patches of scale armor emerged from her clothing, and drooping eyelids blocked the discoloration of her eyeballs.

It wasn't until this moment that Song Qingxiao's eyes fell on her dress, and she suddenly remembered something.

She was wearing the special ice and fire double treasure clothes that she bought from Yunjin Treasure Clothing Workshop, and this treasure clothes were specially ordered from Yunjin Treasure Clothing Workshop by the Eastern Qin Clan back then.

But because of the conflict between the final attribute and the people of the Eastern Qin family, this treasure robe was folded in the hands of the Yun family.

Maybe the reason why Dong Qin in front of him looked at her without me was because he recognized this dress.

Thinking of this, Song Qing couldn't help but be a little vigilant.

Once Dong Qin Wuwu recognized the clothes on her body, it would be easy to find his head from Yunjin Bao Yifang.

After this trial, you have to find a way to leave Nine Heavens City first as soon as possible and avoid the limelight for the time being.

After a moment, Dong Qin Wuself's gaze quickly moved away, as if the look he had seen her earlier was just her illusion.

The two of them sat on the ground, and after about twenty minutes, there was no one in the trial space.

"Looks like it's just the two of us in this trial."

Dong Qin Wuself suddenly spoke, and as soon as he spoke, Song Qingxiao's knowledge of the sea quickly appeared within the task prompt: Keep your promise!

Complete the mission: 100,000 bonus points.

As soon as the quest prompt appeared, it proved that there were indeed only two people in this trial.

And the reason why the points are so high is probably because Song Qingxiao's opponent this time is extremely strong.

The dense fog around her gradually dispersed, and when Song Qingxiao raised her head, she happened to see Dong Qin Wuself sitting on the opposite side of her.

He smiled, but there was a chilling feeling in that smile.

In the next moment, the mist spread, and the figure of Dong Qin Wuwu disappeared into the thick fog.

"Little junior sister, hurry up!"

A man's clear voice rang out loudly, and a series of hurried footsteps were rushing towards him.

Song Qingxiao hadn't reacted from the shock of Dong Qin's selfless glance before leaving the trial space, and the urging voice was already close at hand.

With a loud bang, the door was pushed open with a creak, and a man's figure stepped in, his eyes quickly looked around the room as if he had looked around, and said with some complaints:

"Oops, why haven't you moved yet?"

A smell of incense, candles, paper and money came from him, and while he spoke, he walked into the room with a big grin:

"The master has calculated the hexagram, and he must go out at three o'clock in the morning, and he can't delay at all!"

When he broke in, Song Qingxiao had already opened her eyes, but because of the unfamiliarity of the environment, she did not act rashly at the first time.

After emerging from the trial space, she appeared in a house.

The interior of the house is simple, only a bed, a table, a suitcase, and some clutter has been discarded on the floor, making the room look a little cluttered.

The bedding of the bed is thin and pale in color, and judging from the patches on the mosquito nets, it is not rich here.

The table was placed in the middle of the room, and cinnabar yellow paper and other objects were placed on it.

The box, about a meter high, rests against the wall, and is topped with a brass mirror and a few female ornaments.

The man who came in was at least 1.85 meters tall, extremely strong, and wore a gray stand-up collar button-down shirt, with wide cuffs pulled up to the elbows, revealing a small section of strong forearms.

A sweat towel of the same color was tied to his waist, and he was wearing loose pants on the lower half of his body, and he stepped on a pair of torn broken shoes, which looked quite old.

What made Song Qing feel wary at the beginning was the looming necromantic aura exuded from his body, which was somewhat similar to the Fan family's corpse-like clan aura.

This person is about twenty years old, and between his eyebrows and eyes, he looks very different from the Yin Owl unique to the bloodline of the Fan clan in Song Qingxiao's impression.

He seemed to be unusually familiar with Song Qingxiao, and after coming in, he complained, and on the other hand, he had already bent down to pick up the yellow paper that had been thrown on the ground and crumpled up.

"Did you stay up late last night to draw talismans?"

As the man spoke, he spread out the paper ball in his hand.

When the note was crumpled into a ball, the cinnabar painted inside was obviously not completely dry, and it was all over the place at this time, and it seemed that it was impossible to tell what was drawn at all, and there was no spiritual power at all.

"What are you drawing? If the master sees it, he will have to scold you for not growing at all! ”

He muttered, but didn't get a response from Song Qingxiao, so he couldn't help but turn his head.

I saw that the girl was sitting on the edge of the bed at this moment, looking at him in a daze, as if she had lost her soul.

"What do you think?"

He thought that he had just said two words to her, and the little girl loved her face and was not happy to listen to it, so he couldn't help but get up and walk over to her, and reached out to touch her head.

But the man's hand hadn't touched the top of Song Qingxiao's head yet, she had already turned her head sideways, and with a twist of her toes, her body had moved two steps away, widening the distance between her and the man.

The young man was stunned for a moment, his outstretched hand was raised in the air, and he still maintained the previous action of wanting to touch her head, and looked at Song Qingxiao in a daze, and frowned slightly when he saw her.

"Hey! I'm talking about you, girl. ”

The man quickly resolved this embarrassment himself, obviously not taking Song Qingxiao's evasion to heart.

He took back the hand that had reached out, grabbed his ears, picked up the spread rune paper again, took two steps forward and handed it to Song Qingxiao, without any embarrassment:

"Look at what you're drawing? On this trip to Shenzhuang, you can't just draw such results. ”

There was no hostility on the man's body, judging from his aura, he had reached the late stage of cultivation in the realm of condensation, and he was only a thin line away from breaking through.

He should have cultivated martial arts all year round, and his body was full of qi and blood, judging from his breathing and breathing, his body was far stronger than that of ordinary cultivators, and his comprehensive strength should be in the cultivation of the False Pill Realm.

Song Qing glanced at the paper he handed over, the yellow paper was crumpled and crumpled, even after he pulled it away, there were many creases left on it.

The paper was cut into pieces, like yellow talismans, with cinnabar on it, and I don't know what was drawn, and there was no spiritual power at all.

Judging from the human atmosphere, as well as the furnishings in the room and the messy rune paper, the trial scene that Song Qingxiao entered this time should be related to talismans, demons, etc.

The word 'Taoism' came to Song Qingxiao's heart, but she didn't speak easily.

"The master said, this trip to Shenzhuang is full of dangers, and we have to have some efforts to save our lives."

When he said this, he glanced down at Song Qingxiao again, and with his height, he reached out and secretly gestured twice on the top of her head, as if she didn't see it, and shook his head regretfully.

“……”

Song Qingxiao's eyelids jumped, and the man said:

"I'll bring you a stack of rune paper later, the master said, before going out, check if we're ready."

Speaking of which, he also muttered:

"If you can't get decent results, the master should scold people again."

He turned and walked in the direction of the table, squatting down like an old mother to pick up the paper balls that had been thrown to the ground, and whispered in his mouth:

"It's a mess in the house, I usually don't concentrate on practicing talismans, and I know how to play silly and have fun every day......"

Thinking of this, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, turned around and glanced at Song Qingxiao, and saw that she was still standing still, and couldn't help but say loudly:

"Why don't you hurry up and collect your clothes—"

"Shut up!"

Song Qingxiao glared at him, this sturdy man who looked menacing before, was miraculously coaxed by her reprimand.

He shrank his head, obviously lacking confidence, but he pretended to have a stubble look:

"Remind you that you're wrong? The master has calculated the hexagram, you must go out at three o'clock, and you must not miss the auspicious time, if you don't clean it up at this time, when the master comes, you will curse......"

Song Qingxiao's fist clenched, he seemed to be very vigilant about this, and he closed his mouth before he finished speaking.

Turned around and continued to clean up the things on the ground, as if he was a little angry, he lowered his voice very low, and hummed:

"It's fierce and evil all day long, and there is no ...... at all about children and children"

Although his voice was repeatedly lowered, Song Qingxiao's ears and eyes were far more sensitive than him, so his complaints were naturally heard by her one by one.

I don't know if it's because of this person's confessional appearance, which made Song Qingxiao feel a little gloomy because of the appearance of Dong Qin's selflessness, but he was much better by his trouble.

She looked sideways in the direction of the box, where there was a bronze mirror, and in the mirror reflected the smiling face of a young girl, she glanced at it, and quickly regained her expressionless expression.

As the man muttered and cleaned up the house, she stood against the box, letting go of her senses.

It looks like it's on top of a mountain, it's not a big place, with a few houses in between.

In addition to himself and the big man in front of him, there were two other people on the top of the mountain, one was slightly older, and his breath had reached the cultivation of the realm of turning into an infant; The other one was younger, but at least about thirty, and judging from his breath, he had also reached the realm of condensation, but his cultivation was slightly worse than that of the big man in front of him.

In several main halls, there are several Taoist statues, and there are still unextinguished incense inside.

Her divine sense was far superior to that of the old man who had cultivated the deepest and had reached the realm of infant transformation, so at this moment, her divine sense had almost swept the entire mountain, but the old man who was meditating did not notice it.

After descending hundreds of meters of stairs below the top of the mountain, it seems that the yin qi is quite heavy, and from the condensed yin qi, there should be a ghost thing in it.

But there seems to be some kind of prohibition on the top of the mountain, so that these ghosts do not dare to act rashly and are confined to that place.

Dong Qin Wuself, who entered the trial at the same time as her, was not here, obviously the two of them, as opponents, should belong to two camps with different positions.

"Senior brother."

After Song Qingxiao made it clear that there was no crisis for the time being, his tense heart suddenly relaxed slightly, and he suddenly opened his mouth to call the big man.

Judging from the current situation, there are four people on the top of the mountain, one is older, and three are younger, and the big man opens his mouth to call her 'little junior sister', and one 'master' It seems that the four people on the mountain should be the relationship between master and apprentice, so it should be right to call people.

Sure enough, after she shouted, the man's face was as usual, and he even immediately turned his head with a big grin, forgetting all the 'hatred' she had just reprimanded.

His face was large, his beard was not very clean, and there were still some residues on his lips and chin when he looked closely.

The most important thing is that his eyebrows are extremely thick, but those eyes are single eyelids, and when he stares at Song Qing at this time, he actually shows a bit of a simple feeling.

"What is the place we are going to in Shenzhuang this time?"

As soon as she said this, the man's face showed a little patience.

The large balls of yellow paper he held in his hands were 'squeaked' by him, and the green tendons on the back of his hands stood up.

He seemed to endure and endure, but in the end he still couldn't hold back:

"Didn't you find out earlier on this trip to Shenzhuang?" He gritted his teeth, as if the more he spoke, the more angry he became:

"Since you haven't found it out, why are you messing with the master and you must go out with him!"

He stared, although the latter words were not spoken, but the difference in his attitude was already revealed: You are too willful!

However, although he was dissatisfied with Song Qingxiao's lack of understanding of Shen Zhuang's affairs in advance, this senior brother still said helplessly:

"Three months ago, didn't Aunt Wu from the village under the mountain go up the mountain?"

Song Qingxiao was new to the city, so he naturally didn't know much about these situations, but when he heard this big man say this, he guessed that it should be the task plot of the trial scene, so he nodded his head according to his wishes, indicating that he already knew.

But the big man's face showed a little suspicion, as if after her previous question, he didn't trust Song Qingxiao to really remember this matter.

"This Aunt Wu was originally surnamed Shen and was born in Shenzhuang, which is more than eighty miles away."

Speaking of this, he asked Song Qingxiao with some hopelessness:

"Shen Zhuang, you know, right?"

In his earnest eyes, it really lived up to his expectations, Song Qingxiao shook his head honestly:

"I don't know."

"Shhhh

He let out a gasp, and the bruises on his forehead jumped.

"That's a well-known murderous place! A hundred years ago, it was slaughtered by the warlords of the late Jin. ”

The more he talked, the more helpless he became, so he simply threw the paper balls in his hand on the table, and when he saw Song Qingxiao standing still, he resigned himself to her and walked over to her:

"Get out of the way."

Song Qingxiao flashed sideways, he moved the things on the box to the bed, opened the lid of the box, and took a large pile of clothes out of it, obviously preparing to pack her bags.

"Because there are too many people who have died, there is a lot of yin qi there, and no one dares to live there for more than ten years."

He put a large pile of clothes on the bed, gestured a few times in a row, and looked up and asked Song Qingxiao:

"Are these clothes enough?"