You said that the immortals of this heavenly realm have such a sword ability, and it is really powerful and convenient, from Xingyun Port to the Sikong Room, the flight of the sword is only a matter of a quarter of an hour, and the immortals of the Southern Qing Dynasty have always thought of where they should go now, and they took out their swords and flew over immediately. After listening to Mr. Songzi's words, he felt that he should go to the Sikong Room now to see the current situation there, so he turned around and flew to the Sikong Room.

Thinking very thoughtfully, the Nanqing Immortal Lord changed his clothes by the way in the process of flying the sword, and felt that his outfit was too conspicuous, and at a glance, he knew that this identity was at least above the general of the Mo Xianmen, if he met a slightly more powerful immortal, just by the aura of the Nanqing Immortal Lord, he could know that with his cultivation, he was destined to be a person who wanted to be an immortal master, and the Nanqing Immortal Lord changed into gray clothes that looked simpler, and then walked around the street like an emperor who visited privately in micro-clothes, He didn't know what he could see on this street to prove whether what Song Yingzi said was true or false, but he always wanted to come and see what he thought Xin Yi's character was, which could always be seen through the current situation of this empty room.

Rejuvenation Xianmen is the same as Wangmo Xianmen, Zeng Jiang is also a Xianmen who has experienced strong winds and waves, after being attacked once, his vitality was greatly injured, although it was Xin Yi's single-handedly planned, but unfortunately Xin Yi will not be soft, I feel that no matter what happens, it is good to be perfect, to do a full set of plays, to imitate to be realistic, even for their own immortal gate, for their own immortal master's position, they will never release water. But after the accession of the Xinyi Immortal Lord, all the measures were in place, and the Rejuvenation Immortal Gate, just like Wangmo Immortal Gate, slowly recovered its vitality in Xinyi's governance. The current Sikong Room looks no different from what it used to be, or even more so than it used to be.

Nanqing wandered around at random in a certain market in the Sikong Room, which was just an inconspicuous small city without a Ming Hall in the Sikong Room, but the army children of the Hades King in turquoise clothes could be seen everywhere here, and the guard force of the Sikong Room was now about hundreds of times that of the original Xinzhuang Immortal Lord. If it is really like what Mr. Song Yingzi said, Xin Yi planted the blame for Lin Yan in order to curry favor with the Hades King, then it is only natural for the Hades King to send some more military disciples to guard the Sikong Room. The Immortal Lord of Xinyi is young, but his scheming methods are first-class and powerful, and after the Rejuvenation Immortal Gate suffered a heavy blow, he can actually restore the vitality of this Immortal Gate in such a short time. The Sikong room is harmonious, the people live and work in peace and contentment, everyone just cares about the moment, live happily and carefree, Nanqing looked at the mother-in-law who was there on the side of the road with her back to the sun, researching medicine, looking at the children picking up colored stones on the side of the road, smelling the fragrance of herbs everywhere, looking at the sky blue falsehood of the Sikong room, looking at every flower in the Sikong room, every grass in the sun, living so good-looking, the immortal lord of Nanqing didn't know what he was feeling in his heart now, maybe Xin Yi would really be that kind of person, but Xin Yi

"Nanqing Immortal Lord, if you really fancy the evidence and don't believe anything I say, then just now, you won't let me in." Song Yingzi looked at him with a smile, and between the conversations between the two people, Nan Qing would not have anything to hide from Song Yingzi, because under those green eyes, there would be nothing to hide from his prying eyes. Nanqing used to be suspicious of Xin Yi, and he habitually maintained a skeptical posture towards any sudden and mysterious feelings, but Xin Yi's later sincere expressions dispelled this idea from him.

"I know it's useless for me to vouch for my own personality, and the Nanqing Immortal Lord won't believe in my personality at all, but this, the Nanqing Immortal Lord should always believe it, right?" After Song Yingzi finished speaking, he raised a hand, palm up, fingers casually gestured, and then the gas flame in his palm, above the flame, is a book, the cover of the book is printed with the words "Stone Hail Record" - this is the heirloom of the Rejuvenation Immortal Gate, which has always been kept only by the immortal master. Song Yingzi threw the "Stone Hail Record" to Nanqing, and when the book flew towards Nanqing, Nanqing could already sense the aura of the book, and Nanqing cast an immortal trick to push back: "No need." Anyway, he already knew that the book was real, and if he took it, maybe he would cause some trouble in the future, so he would simply return it.

"Stay here in peace and don't get into trouble." After the Nanqing Immortal Lord finished speaking, he turned around, turned into a puff of smoke, and disappeared, Song Yingzi stayed in place and pouted, a little confused, and then smiled slightly. Although the immortal lord of Nanmian is a veteran of the storm, his status in Kyushu is also extremely high, but after all, he is a high-minded person, out of a semi-secluded state, he will not ask about the trivial things of the immortal gate, some immortal men usually take advantage of Mo Xianmen, and the immortal lord of Nanmian will not say anything, I feel that there is really no need to dwell on such a trivial matter, over time, everyone is bold, and in some important things, they can also overpower Wang Mo Xianmen, and even dare to openly bully, but Wang Mo Xianmen is different from the past, After experiencing that incident, he changed to an immortal master, strong but not overbearing, stern but not rigid, hoping that Mo Xianmen would return to its former prestige, and no one would dare to violate it at will.

"Qingyun, go and prepare a room for that son, closer to my dormitory, and farther away from Lin Yan's dormitory. Furnished, he's going to live here for a long time. ”

"Yes, huh? Where does the fairy lord go? Qingyun saw that the immortal lord began to turn into a puff of smoke.

"The Empty Room." Before Nan Qing finished speaking, he turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared again, leaving only his echo in the air. Qingyun looked at the smoke helplessly, sighed, and then prepared to clean up a clean hall and give it to the uninvited guest he didn't like very much.

"Huh? Little boy? Let's get to know each other! When Qingyun took Songyingzi to the main hall, Mr. Songyingzi didn't shut up much along the way, and asked Qingyun all the things that Moxianmen could ask, Qingyun replied to him very politely at first, and smiled, and in the end, when Songyingzi asked Qingyun again, Qingyun simply didn't say a word. This son's words are really a bit excessive.

"Little boy, what's your name?"

"Under the clouds." Qingyun saluted him.

"In the lower Songzi, fortunately." Mr. Songyingzi bowed to him.

The dormitory of the immortal lord of the Southern Qing Dynasty is really far away from the main hall of hospitality, and the two of them walked for more than a quarter of an hour, and when they were on the way, they also met Lin Yan, wearing a white martial arts uniform, and at first glance, he had just come back from practicing martial arts, covered in mud, probably General Chenguang and Jing Chang were too heavy, so that this poor young man frequently fell into the mud.

"Senior brother! Brother! Lin Yan was originally standing between Jing Chang and General Chen Guang, and the three of them walked side by side, but when they saw Qingyun coming, they suddenly rushed out, so frightened that Jing Chang next to him stumbled and hiccuped by the way.

"Jingjie...... What's the matter......" Jing Chang glanced at General Chen Guang beside him, and General Chen Guang spread his hand at Jing Chang, indicating that he didn't know anything.

"Lin Yan? You...... Well? What's wrong with you? So much mud! What's going on! It's so heavy again! I look at my body, oops, my neck is all blue here! What's going on with Jingchang and General Chenguang? Qingyun said as he went to pick up Lin Yan's clothes, pulled his collar, and found that there were a lot of bruises on his neck, Lin Yan stood there obediently, without speaking, like an onion, and was ripped by others without resistance.

"Oops! Jingchang, and you, General Chenguang! What's going on! Next time, you can take a light touch, look at the ash on this body, his small body, you are really, oops......" Qingyun began to keep bulging in his mouth.

"It's okay! Brother! Isn't that what practice is all about! It doesn't hurt too much! Lin Yan went up and pinched Qingyun's shoulder, while Jing Chang and General Chenguang stood there very aggrieved, nodding blindly at Senior Brother Qingyun, there was the Southern Qing Immortal Lord in front of them to be strict, and then there was Qingyun, let them be more relaxed, sandwiched in the middle, the entire Wangmo Immortal Sect was the most difficult for them to be.

In order to contain Senior Brother Qingyun's incessant complaints about Jingchang and General Chenguang, Lin Yan simply pulled the two of them away. When they came, they bowed to the Songyingzi, and when they left, they bowed to the Songyingzi. I didn't ask his name the whole time, and Mr. Songyingzi stood there alone, watching the four of them make a mess, and he felt a little indescribable in his heart.

Qingyun looked at the backs of the three of them, until the backs disappeared, then turned around, looked at Mr. Songyingzi, and was about to leave, but when he turned around, he found that Mr. Songyingzi was standing there, holding his hands on his chest, looking at himself with those green eyes, and a strange light flashed in the green eyes, Qingyun was startled by this look, and then shrank back: "Mr. Songyingzi?" What's wrong with you? ”

Song Yingzi didn't speak, just looked at him.

"Qingyun Gongzi, probably because he was born with a habit of giving." Song Yingzi smiled, hooked the corners of one side of his mouth, and his eyes were strange and strange.

"Huh?" Qingyun was shocked by this sudden comment. It's like something suddenly poked at me. He had never seen anyone before, and this aspect alone allowed him to make such an accurate assessment - he was, born like this, liked and used to giving, but seemed to always forget that he had never been given.

Under those green eyes, no one's feelings will be hidden.

"Okay, little boy Qingyun, it's almost time for us to go, I'm a little hungry, is it time for lunch?"

"Yes, yes."

"Do you want Mo Xianmen to have any special products?"

“……”