"Oh, oh, oh, my junior brother's Nine Turns Pei Yuan Dan was originally refined for your little apprentice! Is my little nephew injured? Then brother, I..."

A rather relieved smile gradually appeared on Lingxiao Zhenren's face.

Just when he wanted to say that since his nephew was injured, he had to say something, but his brain suddenly froze, and the unspoken words were even more blocked in his throat.

Wait a minute!

Where did his apprentice come from?

Did he wait for a rare junior like his nephew in his lifetime?

In an instant, Lingxiao Zhenren's eyes flashed with an unusual light.

If his personal disciple Ming Yan was present, he would definitely find that his master was making a bad idea, but it was a pity that only Han Qingci, the upright junior brother, was present now, and Han Qingci didn't think much about it when he saw that his senior brother was so enthusiastic, and directly explained.

"No need, senior brother, my little apprentice is just a mortal fetus in the flesh now, and she has not yet entered the qi to build a foundation, and I am afraid that those things of senior brother are not needed at present, wait for me to take care of her body, and then go to the treasure pavilion to pick it up in the future."

"Good, good! Come on, come on! The Treasure Pavilion of the Infinite Immortal Sect is always open to the junior nephew! Ling Men Xiao clenched his fist with one hand, moved it to his lips and coughed.

This blocked the hint of interest at the corner of his mouth.

He doesn't even care about his heart, heaven and earth, or anything.

Because Han Qingci remembered that he was hanging on to the phoenix, and seeing that his senior brother had nothing to do here, the two parted ways in front of the Danfang and hurriedly rushed to the mountain spirit pool.

Unbeknownst to him, a small puppet quietly followed him.

In this world, only Han Qingci can recognize how special this puppet is.

It's just that Han Qingci has become the target of this little puppet's tracking at this moment.

As a result, the little puppet that hid its body and spiritual power naturally followed Han Qingci to the forbidden land spirit pool and came to the vicinity of Chaohuang.

[Host, I have detected a faint flow of spiritual power in the dark, and you seem to be being watched. Sansheng suddenly spoke, and the drowsy Chaohuang suddenly trembled, and confronted Han Qingci, who was looking at her in a daze again.

Before she subconsciously begged for kisses and hugs, she raised high.

Sansheng's words took the first step to occupy her mind.

Surveillance?

Ah Ci should have gone to alchemy just now, right?

How did they bring back the people who wanted to spy on them?

Isn't this Infinite Immortal Sect also not calm?

Chaohuang glanced at Han Qingci, who was suddenly in a daze for some reason, half-closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: [Sansheng, can you know who sent it? 】

[I can't find it, host, I told you before, this world is one of the three thousand worlds, there are immortals, powers, etc., and the people in the dark may be a great power, even if it is me, I can only spy on one or two. 】

As soon as the words fell, Chao Huang's face sank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the feeling that things were out of control made her feel a little uneasy.

It's okay to cultivate immortals or scatter immortals...

Merely...

If it's an immortal, I'm afraid it's a little tricky...

For a while, Chaohuang's thoughts were surging.

As for Han Qingci, who was shocked by the scene of Chaohuang leaning on the edge of the pool and his clothes half-hidden as soon as he came to the forbidden spirit pool, he finally noticed it.

Biting his lip, a touch of unnaturalness quickly crossed the bottom of his eyes, and he raised his hand and hugged Chaohuang out of the spirit pool, and Chaohuang, who was only wearing a middle coat, instantly brought up a body of water.

The small body was tightly pressed against Han Qingci's chest.

The body temperature is shared with it.

Han Qingci's whole person seemed to be burned from his soul to his body.

Holding Chaohuang's strength unconsciously heavier, he forcibly endured the slight tremor in his throat, and said with concern: "Apprentice, your body hurts again?" ”

At this moment, the water stains on the placket of the two gradually spread, as if there was no cover, and they could clearly feel the heat of each other.

Chaohuang blushed in front of Han Qingci for the first time, and said glutinously: "Master... You... You let me go..."