The purple charm departed.

The reason why Linghuang "happened" to appear here was also because he got the news that Zi Mei had rushed to the Six Valleys Plateau in order to avenge the murder of his son. Because he was worried that the Ning royal family was facing the disaster of annihilation, Ling Huang led people to stop him, but he didn't expect to meet the purple charm who chased and killed Yuanwei Ning Ye on the way.

"Who is the young man who protects Ning Ye? I'm afraid the two of them have already lost their souls, right?!" Ling Huang muttered to herself.

Ling Huang didn't know about Yuanwei's move to freely shuttle through the condensation space, but he just thought that he was an ordinary Spirit Gathering Realm immortal cultivator. Therefore, after a brief inspection of the clearing, he took his disciples and went straight to the Rokuya Plateau.

Long.

In the crater in the center of the ruins, a few pieces of rubble quietly shifted their position. After a few more breaths, a black strange snake slowly crawled out from under the rubble, and the strange snake had no surface skin, only the skull with a long mouth and interlocking vertebrae remained!

Immediately afterwards, the gravel on the ground flew wildly, and Yuan Wei under the rubble came out with a snake staff in one hand and Ning Yechang in the other, standing in the middle of the ruins unharmed.

The full force of the purple charm was extremely powerful, and the black arc light really hit Yuanwei's back through layers of trees and rocks. Unbeknownst to Motoo, the scales all over his body blocked this fatal blow for him, causing him to just spit out a mouthful of blood!

Ning Ye was unscathed in Yuanwei's arms, she heard everything that happened outside, and she also guessed the true identity of Yuanwei Immortal Cultivator.

"Tiger baby, are you really a tiger baby?" Ning Ye pressed her face tightly to Yuanwei's chest, where there was security she hadn't felt in a long time.

"Of course I'm a tiger baby, but I'm also called Motoo..."Motoo explained.

"Motoo, Motoo, what should I do?" This stubborn princess never shed tears when she was most desperate, lying in Motowei's warm arms, but she was already in tears.

Yuanwei can't see the crying of women the most, which makes him involuntarily think of his cousin Dingdong who was bullied, his sister Liu Yao who was tragically destroyed, Nie Rong'er who has not been heard from so far, and more of Mu Wei who makes him unforgettable. How much Yuanwei wants to say, Ning Ye, you follow me, one day I am, I will protect you for one day. But he couldn't.

Yuan Wei gently wiped away her tears and said, "Ning Ye, in their eyes, we are already dead, do you understand?"

Ning Ye didn't know that the main purpose of Zi Mei's trip was to avenge her son, if Ning Ye was dead, maybe she wouldn't go to trouble the Ning royal family again, if she knew that Ning Ye was still alive, she would definitely continue to hunt down. And if a mortal wants to escape the pursuit of an immortal cultivator, and it is pursued by an immortal cultivator in the Soul Condensing Realm, it is almost impossible.

"I know, from now on, there will be no more quiet nights in the world... But there was one more grass people's New Year's Eve. It is said that the government affairs of the Zhangguo Empire are clear, and the people are happy, so why don't I go there and spend the rest of my life in peace..."

That being said, Ning Ye had a lot of reluctance. Putting aside her status as a princess, the concern for her parents and family, her reluctance to give up her soldiers, and her attachment to Yiyinbai all made her heart like a knife.

Motoo knew that she was a military general, and was worried about her safety when she walked alone, so he forged a long sword for her. Although it uses mortal materials, it contains the cold air in the cold valley, and it can be regarded as a peerless sword.

Ning Ye felt the coldness coming from the sword body, and a rare trace of confidence arose in his heart.

"Yuanwei, I know that you are an immortal cultivator, and this mortal thing will not look at it. This is a pendant handed down by my ancestors, and I am giving it to you today. May it bring you peace and happiness..."As she spoke, Ning Ye took off a pendant with golden wings and hung it around Yuanwei's neck. The wings were very delicately forged, like two wings fighting against the clouds, and they were exquisite.

"Let's go, I'll send you to the Zhangor Empire first. "Because of the lack of giant scales, the mototail can't fly. Fortunately, he can also become a Xuanhu.

Lying on Xuanhu's back, Ning Ye was amazed, regretting again and again that he did not have the qualifications to cultivate immortals, and he could not feel the ever-changing pleasure of immortal cultivators. In fact, how did she know that this technique of becoming a Xuanhu is not something that every immortal cultivator can cultivate.

Under the guidance of Ning Ye, the two came to a small town on the border of the Zhanggu Empire.

"Yuanwei, let's break up here!" Ning Ye forcibly endured his sadness, waved his hand, and disappeared into the crowd of people coming and going...

Just when Yuanwei first entered the path of cultivating immortals, Master Feng Ai once taught that if you want to cultivate immortals, you must abandon the lust of the world, and keep moving forward without hesitation to finally succeed. But Motoo always felt that this lust was the most beautiful thing in the world...

After sending Ning Ye away, Yuanwei was no longer in a hurry to return to the Cold Valley. Without the giant scales as a flying spiritual weapon, if you want to return to the Liugu Plateau, you can only climb the cliff ladder, where the war between gong and defense may still be staged, and it is really unwise to climb at this time.

Besides, Purple Charm and Linghuang may still be on the Liugu Plateau, and the fate of the Ning clan and the villagers of the Liugu Plateau is not something that Yuan Wei can decide. Fortunately, he had already told Ding Dong that as long as she hid in the cold valley, there would be no accidents.

Knowing that he was powerless to change anything, Yuanwei simply relaxed. He was just about to leave, but he found that an immortal cultivator was walking in his direction.

That fair-skinned young man, dressed in a long black robe, with light steps, was about the cultivation of the early stage of the Gathering Spirit Realm. "Don't leave, this senior brother, it's a blessing to meet a brilliant senior brother in this mortal town!" The young man behaved politely and politely, like a disciple of a great sect.

Yuan Wei hurriedly greeted, "Who is the junior brother!" I came to the town to visit friends, but I didn't expect to meet the junior brother. ”

It turned out that this young man's name was Bat Qinglun, and he came to this town to find a rare spiritual material.

Seeing that Yuanwei was a little puzzled, Bat Qingyan explained: "Some ancient treasures will occasionally fall into the mortal world, and in the hands of those mortals, they are really tyrannical creatures. ”

Bat Qing is a spirit forger, and has his own unique views on the selection of spiritual materials and the forging of spiritual weapons. And Yuan Wei happened to be an expert in this area, and the two talked for a while, and they had the feeling of seeing each other late.

"Senior Brother Yuan, I think you look like a human immortal cultivator, why don't you take out your flying spirit weapon, let's go to my house together, let's raise a glass to invite the moon and discuss the forging skills of this spirit weapon together, okay?"

Yuan Wei shook his head embarrassedly, "I'd be happy to go to your house to live for a while, anyway, I'm an idler." But don't hide it from my junior brother, there are some problems with my flying spirit weapon, and I want to reforge it but I can't find a suitable spiritual material. ”

"Haha!" Bat Qingyan smug and showed out a pair of his huge wings, which were not the same as those of Purple Charm Linghuang and others. There is not a single feather on his wings, and a layer of dark purple flesh is connected to the middle of the thick wing bones, and a few sharp bone spurs are cocked at the top of the wing bones, which looks a little weird and a little domineering.

"The sky is always the world of our Feather Clan, and the flying spirit weapons of your Terran Race are always a little worse than the wings of our Feather Clan!" Bat Qing said proudly.

"That's nature, I also want to grow a pair of wings, but I can't!" Motowei responded sourly, a little jealous but very helpless about the pride of the bat Qing.

"Haha, Senior Brother Yuan, in fact, there have been people in the human race and the beast race who have grown wings!" Bat Qinglun took out a Qiankun bag, which was a five-grade Qiankun bag, and the bag seemed to contain a lot of treasures. Bat Qinglun took a long time in the bag before taking out a piece of jade slip and throwing it to Yuanwei, "This is an exercise that I got by accident, and it is the unintentional work of an ancient predecessor in our Yu clan. This exercise explains in detail the growth of wings and the method of cultivation. In fact, the wings of our feather clan do not need to be specially cultivated, as long as the realm is reached, the wings will naturally improve. Therefore, this exercise seems to be done specifically for you human race and beast race. It is said that there were people who practiced according to this technique and eventually grew wings. Senior Brother Yuan will take it for research, and maybe he will be able to grow a pair of big wings!

With the exercises in hand, Yuanwei was excited. He thought of Ning Ye giving him a golden pendant, was that unusually delicate wing related to this exercise?

Bat Qingyan is a person of temperament, and he admires Motoo's views on forging tools. In the end, Ken actually revealed his true form, which was a huge bat. The bat flew back to his home with Yuanwei, saying that he would talk at night, and he would not be happy.

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