Recently, many cultivators have died in the wilderness.

It is said that those dead cultivators did not have any scars on their bodies.

It's just that their faces are black and purple, their expressions are painful, and they seem to have experienced great torture before they die.

It's just that what kind of torture could make those cultivators so miserable?

As we all know, cultivators have spiritual power in their bodies, and their spiritual power is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Therefore, they are also able to endure pain more than ordinary people.

This point makes everyone puzzled.

Mu Tianshen sent an elder to lead some of the disciples of the academy to investigate.

Chu Qi naturally heard about it, and he always wanted to show his skills, and he also wanted to rush to the place where the accident occurred.

"Mother, I want to go outside for a few days."

Shen Qing'er couldn't help but be alert, "Where to play?" ”

"Just go on a tour with a few friends."

The quiet life in the past few years has also made her gradually relax her vigilance, "How many days are you going to play?" ”

"Just play for a few days and be back soon."

Shen Qing'er casually threw the fierce snow sword over and advised, "Take your father with you." ”

Beside her, a tall, thin and athletic man was staring at her coldly with a gloomy face.

His voice was low, with a hint of anger.

"I'm not going."

"You don't go, what if something happens to your son?"

"That's because he is not as good as others, and he deserves it."

Shen Qing'er looked at the gloomy man beside her, so angry that she couldn't speak.

The seventh day of junior high on the side hurriedly persuaded him: "Mother, I can go by myself, I don't need to be accompanied." What's more, I'm that old. ”

Moreover, he is still in the realm of the Great Spirit Realm, and ordinary people can't hurt him.

After thinking about it, Shen Qing'er could only agree in the end.

"When are you coming back?"

"I'll be back in a few days."

Chu Qi didn't know when he would be able to come back, so he could only answer like this first and deal with Shen Qing'er.

After the seventh day of junior high school left, Shen Qing'er blamed the man beside her.

"Why don't you come along? What if something happens to the seventh day of the first month? ”

Fen Long's face didn't matter, "What can happen?" ”

When he was seventeen years old, he was already running around for Duke in the Assassination Pavilion.

"What if something happens?"

"That's that he doesn't have the ability to do it himself."

"Why are you so cold-blooded?"

Hearing her words, Fenlong was slightly stunned and stared at the woman in front of him.

I saw her willow eyebrows raised, and a pair of big eyes contained anger.

After a moment, he faintly spat out a few words: "I was already cold-blooded. ”

He was indeed cold-blooded, but he didn't expect these two words to come out of her mouth.

"That's your son!"

"So what?"

The seventh day of junior high school is already so old, he can be on his own, so he will not follow him and protect him.

The person he wants to accompany and protect is her.

But she didn't seem to understand his thoughts.

After being silent for a while, Shen Qing'er suddenly spoke: "If something happens to the seventh day of the first month, I won't be done with you!" ”

The seventh day of the first month was already so old, and Fenlong naturally thought that nothing would happen to him.

He felt that Shen Qing'er was too sensitive and protected the seventh day of the first month too well.

But I didn't expect her to say such a thing. Bian Long, who was angered by her, had a gloomy face and a cold tone: "That's his life." ”

The two were caught in a cold war.

Chu Qi knew that his father and mother were in a cold war because he was going out, and at the dinner table, he saw that both of them had straight faces.

He didn't dare to talk about the war casually, he just thought about leaving immediately after surviving today.