The Leopard Clan became an enemy because of a conflict with the Dragon Soul.

She thought about it for a while, asked about the dragon soul's living habits, and then was ready to continue thinking about Gumu forward.

But as soon as she turned around, the tree beneath her feet reported to her, and Qingji leaped to the top of the tree, and stepped on a magic weapon and flew towards this side at a miraculous speed.

She turned her head and saw a small black dot in the distance, which was constantly enlarged, and then the silhouette of a person appeared.

Bai Xiaochang's whole person is not good, is he stepping on a plane? How can it be so fast!

Seeing that he was about to catch up with him, Bai Xiaochang jumped down.

Looking at the ancient wood that would soon arrive, Qingji smiled greedily, lightly stepped on the magic weapon under his feet, and then became faster.

The task given to him by the God King was to get his hands on the 10,000-year-old blood spirit on the dragon soul, which was a good thing that even the upper body wanted, he didn't want to miss it like this, if he could cut a small piece of blood on the blood spirit, it would be good for himself.

Thinking of this, Qingji's eyes turned red.

Bai Xiaochang sat on the tree, his eyes looked at the top motionlessly, and he took out a soft rope with a metallic luster in his hand.

Just as Qingji flew over the top of the tree with her magic weapon, she threw the soft rope up and wrapped it around his magic weapon.

Qingji didn't find that Bai Xiaochang was at his feet, and he didn't even notice that there was a rope tied to the magic weapon, he just hoped that the speed would become faster.

Bai Xiaochang used his hand to exert force, and the flexible rope tightly wrapped the magic weapon, and then a touch of spiritual power flowed out from his fingertips, and went up along the rope, successfully reaching the magic weapon.

Qingji only felt that the speed seemed to slow down a little, and he didn't care.

But later, the speed became slower and slower, and even stopped, which made him a little strange.

When I looked down, I saw that the magic vessel was wrapped with a soft rope for a day, and the soft rope came from the forest.

His heart jumped, and he wanted to untie the soft rope, but before his hand touched it, the magic weapon suddenly moved, rushing towards the forest, and suddenly there was no shadow.

And Qingji also stumbled and landed on the branch.

Looking at the magic weapon that was out of his master's restlessness, Bai Xiaochang smiled.

As soon as she saw the speed of the trace, she was very greedy for this magic weapon, and now that it was in her hands, of course it was impossible to return it.

Take out a piece of rune paper from the bracelet, stick it on the restless magic weapon, and then throw it into the bracelet, ready to complete the task and dispose of it.

And as soon as the branches moved, there was another person on the tree where she stood.

Clearing.

Bai Xiaochang looked at the clear marks, and a fine light flashed in his eyes.

Qingji has become an immortal, and there should be a lot of immortal treasures on his body.

It just so happens that the magic weapon is used as his compensation for the mental loss, those good things on his body......

Naturally, it was to compensate for the blow she received.

Bai Xiaochang smiled sinisterly in his heart, and his wishful thinking crackled, but none of this was revealed on the surface.

And Qingji, seeing that she had no soft rope or magic weapon in her hand, was very angry: "You little thief, hurry up and return my things to me!" ”

When the words fell, Qingji thought of something again: "No, it's to give me all the things on you." ”

Qingji looked at Bai Xiaochang greedily, the ghosts in the underworld should have a lot of good things on their bodies.

He thought that his purpose had been clearly expressed, but Bai Xiaochang's face suddenly became surprised and ashamed, and he covered his thin and barren chest in a panic, his eyes flashed with water, and the disbelief and surprise in his tone accounted for a heavy proportion: "What, you actually want to take off my clothes, you are all immortals, you old immortal still want to play hooligan!" ”