Holding a soft delicate body, Mu Qingxiao had a lot of thoughts, and he came to the Qingyun Plane for six years, and gained a lot, his cultivation was improved by several steps, the realm was born, and he also comprehended the magic power of the unity of man and sword.

It can be said that this time is different from the past, after the end of the plane, there is still a mysterious shop waiting for him, and the harvest that a plane has brought to him is really difficult to estimate.

And the most important thing is the beautiful woman in your arms, no one or anything can be replaced.

"Uh-huh"

Lu Xueqi, who was sleeping, snorted, hugged Mu Qingxiao like an octopus, her little head arched over his chest, and she didn't wake up, galloping all night, and the consumption of physical strength was still quite large.

In Mu Qingxiao's arms, she unloaded the coldness of the past, and slept extremely peacefully like a little girl who had found a home.

Half an hour later, with sleepy eyes, Lu Xueqi woke up, rubbed her eyes, forgetting her current condition, her delicate body was all exposed to the air, causing an evil fire to rise in Mu Qingxiao's lower abdomen again.

"Xueqi, the morning is conducive to cultivation, let's hurry up."

As soon as the words fell, in Lu Xueqi's exclamation, Mu Qingxiao turned over and pressed up, and it was another overturning.

At around nine o'clock in the morning, the two walked out of the guest room at the same time, Mu Qingxiao's whole person looked refreshed, and Lu Xueqi's face still had the charm of being entertained.

When he came to the restaurant, the servant had already prepared breakfast, and told him that there were many guest officers who stayed here last night, but he did not see Zhang Xiaofan and the others who came here with him.

Mu Qingxiao was eating breakfast and said, "In that case, Xueqi, I have to wait for me to finish my work and accompany you back to Qingyun, how about it?" ”

Lu Xueqi was already his wife, her beautiful eyes were full of tenderness, and she said, "I listen to you." ”

"Okay."

Since there is no news of Zhang Xiaofan and them, Mu Qingxiao does not plan to continue to stay, and then asks the shopkeeper to give a message, if Zhang Xiaofan and his party come here, they don't need to worry.

Dealing with trivial matters, Mu Qingxiao directly took Lu Xueqi and turned into sword light and shot towards Huqi Mountain.

Early the next morning, a sword light fell on the range of Huqi Mountain.

There is a green mountain stretching to the north of Qingyun, this mountain is the place where the demon fox clan has bred for generations, and its name is Huqi.

But I don't know how many years ago, the people of the Ghost King Sect came here to build a large number of buildings, and used this Huqi Mountain as the location of the main altar of the Ghost King Sect, and the Ghost King Sect Master was also here to continue to study and try the Four Spirits Blood Array.

With the increasing power of the Four Spirits Blood Array, the demon foxes living in Huqi Mountain gradually became uneasy, and the ensuing earthquake caused the Demon Fox Clan and the disciples of the Ghost King Sect to suffer heavy casualties, and now the main altar of the Ghost King Sect of Huqi Mountain was rebuilt by Qinglong and Youji on the previous site.

"Is this the Huqi Mountain where the Ghost King Sect is located?"

Looking at the surrounding green mountains and green waters, the scenery of birds singing and flowers, Lu Xueqi really found it hard to believe that this was actually the general altar of the Ghost King Sect.

"According to the markings on the map, if we don't deviate, this must be Huqi Mountain, and, you see"

Lu Xueqi looked in the direction that Mu Qingxiao pointed, it happened to be the top of Huqi Mountain, and he could faintly see the tall buildings, although they were not as magnificent as the Qingyunmen Yuqing Palace, but it was also a not small palace.

Along the stairs on the mountain road, Mu Qingxiao led Lu Xueqi to the mountainside, and at this moment, a low shout sounded: "Who are you, you dare to trespass on the Ghost King Sect!" ”

I saw that at the entrance of the mountainside, two black-clothed young men with swords walked out from behind the tree poles, and when they saw Lu Xueqi for the first time, a trace of greed flashed in their eyes, but they took a closer look at the two of them, and quickly put away their greedy gaze.

They are not stupid, they know that some people can be provoked, and some people can't, the handsome men and women in front of them know at a glance that they are not ordinary people, they are just ordinary disciples of the Ghost King Sect, if they want to live for a long time, they have to be smarter.

Mu Qingxiao naturally looked at each of their expressions in his eyes, and said softly: "I bothered to inform the Holy Envoy of the Vermilion Bird, and said that the old man was here." ”

The two black-clothed young men glanced at each other and nodded slightly, and one of them said solemnly: "You wait here for a while, and I will report to the Holy Envoy." ”

A moment later, a purple shot from the top of the mountain, and then a woman dressed in black and covered with a light veil floated down, and the moment she saw Mu Qingxiao's appearance, her beautiful eyes shrank violently.

"How did this senior come to the Ghost King Sect." You Ji was a little confused in her heart, stepped forward, said in a respectful tone, "I don't know that my predecessors are here, and You Ji is far away." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Mu Qingxiao's mouth twitched, and said, "I'm not so old, you don't have to call me senior, you can call me Mu Qingxiao, or Mu Gongzi." ”

"Well, I don't know what Mu Gongzi is doing when he comes to the Ghost King Sect?"

Youji stared at Mu Qingxiao, raised her eyebrows, after all, the aura on this young man's body was too dangerous, even the ghost king did not have such a terrifying aura.

Mu Qingxiao didn't know that the temperament he exuded brought tons of pressure to Youji, and his tone was flat, and he said, "I'm here for the Ghost King, I don't know if I can lead the way?" ”

The tone was flat, but there was no doubt that You Ji knew that Mu Qingxiao had to see the ghost king today, and sighed: "Mu Gongzi, please come with me." ”

When the figures of Mu Qingxiao and Lu Xueqi disappeared, the two black-clothed young men had a feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe, and at the same time, they were shocked beyond words, who was the young man just now, and they actually made the Vermilion Bird Holy Envoy breathe so lowly.

On the top of Huqi Mountain, in the pavilion of the Ghost King Sect, Mu Qingxiao and Lu Xueqi sat at the wooden table, sipping fragrant tea.

Soon, Youji hurried over with a few figures.

The leader was dressed in black, a middle-aged scribe, with thin eyebrows and a square face, although his appearance was not handsome, but he was quite gentle, his eyes were blazing, and he was elegant with a momentum of not being angry and arrogant.

To the left of the middle-aged scribe is a white-faced scholar with a feather crown in a green robe, gentle and elegant, and a green dragon embroidered on the cuffs of the green robe.

On the right is a green shadow, and at this time, a pair of bright eyes are staring at Mu Qingxiao and Lu Xueqi.

There is no doubt that the middle-aged scribe at the front is the Ghost King Sect Master Wan Xiang, and the gentle white-faced scholar on the left is the Qinglong Holy Envoy, one of the four holy envoys, as for You Ji and Baguio, they have already met several times.

"Haha, Mu Gongzi can come to the Ghost King Sect, it really makes the cold house shine!"

Ten thousand people led the three of them, and walked up with a smile on their faces, they had never even seen each other, but they looked like old friends who had not been old for many years.

After Youji came back from Kongsang Mountain, she reported what happened on the way to the ghost king one by one, especially Mu Qingxiao, a dangerous person, and emphasized it several times.

The ghost king didn't believe it originally, but the moment he saw Mu Qingxiao, he immediately believed it, and the person sitting in front of him was not a person, but an extremely terrifying sword!

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