Qin Ya looked at the fading back of the nightshade, and her quiet smile appeared in her mind, but was suddenly interrupted by a gaze.

Li Qingtong did not retract his gaze and walked towards Qinya, with no superfluous expression on his face. She circled around Qin Ya, her smart eyes staring at him.

Qin Ya couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing?" His tone was full of indifference.

Li Qingtong was shocked, and hurriedly retracted his gaze: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend." Then the ghost made the god spit out a sentence: "Shenyin." Her tone was affirmative, her eyes fixed on his little face again, not wanting to miss a hint of his expression.

However, Qin Ya still looked indifferent, and she asked anxiously, "You are Shenyin, right?"

Qin Ya glanced at her and said coldly: "What's the matter, isn't it?"

"You ......" Li Qingtong was speechless, sighed, pondered for a long time, and said: "You don't have to be like this, I will keep it secret for you, Shenyin." ”

Qin Ya didn't speak, and he didn't bother to pay attention to how the strange woman knew his true identity. Getting up, he prepared to walk away.

"Wait a minute. Li Qingtong shouted to him, and said a little hesitantly: "You ...... last night It's ...... with Sister Nightshade. At this point, her face flushed, and she couldn't say any more.

Qin Ya didn't look back, but said lightly: "No ......" He has never been in the habit of sharing a bed with others.

With that, he picked up his steps again, and the small figure disappeared outside the door.

Li Qingtong was relieved, and exhaled a long breath, it's good if he doesn't. I couldn't help but snicker: "He didn't deny it, he is really the god I was looking for...... Sure enough, it's ......"

Although the voice is small, it is clearly heard by the lark who has already woken up on the bed, it turns out that the real name of the little Rakshasa is Shenyin, this kid does not say his real name, there must be a conspiracy lurking around the nightshade, could it be that he discovered the secret of the nightshade!

Long ago, the Bailing Immortal Monarch had warned it to be careful of the alchemists of this world, as it was very likely that they would find that the nightshade was a dai sunflower immortal strain full of spiritual energy, and at that time, the nightshade would be dangerous.

If that's the case, then what should it be? Besides, it passed out last night for no reason, and it was most likely taken down by the little rakshasa* and didn't wake up until now. The point is, it didn't even realize when he was using the medicine, maybe he was most likely an alchemist, dangerous......

For the safety of nightshade, Qin Ya ...... No...... At this time, the lark's eyes gradually turned bottomless blood-red, glowing with a strong murderous intent.

After washing up under Shuangbi's service, the nightshade picked out a very light blue pleated dress from the space bracelet and changed it on. She personally washed the wide-sleeved liuxian skirt, and Shuangbi on the side shouted to help her wash it.

Nightshade smiled and refused, and Shuangbi handed her a small beige bean.

Nightshade took it, looked at it, and never saw this thing.

"It's bean washing. Shuangbi explained with a smile, "The nightshade girl looks like she hasn't done any work, this bean washing can not only wash the clothes cleanly, but also dry after a while, and it will leave a fragrance!"

After speaking, she added: "The girl can use it with confidence, and it will not damage the clothes." Shuangbi could already see that Nightshade cherished this dress very much.

Nightshade nodded, and as Shuangbi said, she put the washed beans into the small wooden basin, and she carefully rubbed the dress, the tip of her nose lingering with a hint of fragrance. It was her favorite dress, the only thing left of it that Brother Wang had given her.

As Shuangbi said, the clothes dried quickly after washing, and the nightshade was carefully folded and put into the bracelet.

Shuangbi suddenly saw it, and at a glance saw that the bracelet was of excellent workmanship and was a magic weapon that could hold things, and couldn't help but be curious: "Miss Nightshade, what is this?"

Nightshade smiled and replied, "Space Bracelet." ”

"Hey, it's similar to my lady's Qiankun bag, it can hold things. "I think that Qiankun bag is a rare thing, the last time the master gave it to the young lady as a birthday gift, the young lady was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth!

After some tossing, it was already half an hour, and Li Qingtong also came to look for nightshade to have breakfast. At a glance, I saw that the nightshade was dressed in a simple long dress, with fluttering clothes, standing quietly, as calm as a clear lotus.

Li Qingtong hurriedly came back to his senses, stepped forward and grabbed Nightshade's arm, and said with a smile: "My sister is really good-looking." ”

Nightshade paused, pursed her lips and smiled: "Qingtong returned to her daughter's makeup, and she is also a shy flower in the closed moon." ”

Li Qingtong giggled: "My sister will also make fun of people." Shuangbi on the side looked at it and smiled secretly.

"I'm here to find my sister for breakfast, let's go. ”

After breakfast, the group set off in a neat manner. The mausoleum of Ganhezi lives in a complex terrain and is surrounded by positions, and if you are not careful, you will be lost in the formation forever.

Li Qingtong had already prepared the carriage, and the group took the carriage out of Yuyang City.

Long Kui and Li Qingtong sat together, and Qin Ya sat opposite, closing his eyes and recuperating. Shuangbi leaned to the side, occasionally lifting the curtain to look out.

"How long will it take to get to the mausoleum?" asked Nightshade, time was limited and she couldn't afford to spend too much time on the road.

The lark lying in the arms of the nightshade heard the words and moved slightly.

Li Qingtong said with a smile: "With this drive, it will take about seven days to arrive." ”

Nightshade nodded silently, seven days seems to be too long, and the source stone may not be in the mausoleum, in this way, it will take more than ten days, for her, the situation is urgent, and it must be fast.

She can summon the magic sword and go with the sword, but Li Qingtong and the others are a little difficult to do. If...... She suddenly thought of a foolproof solution, and couldn't help but smile comfortably.

It was late at night, and everyone found an inn to rest. The night was dark and the wind was high, and a slender figure quietly slipped out of the guest room, holding a delicate colorful bird in his arms.

The black shadow took advantage of the moonlight and left the inn smoothly. It wasn't until he ran out of the inn ten miles away that the black shadow stopped, and under the reflection of the moonlight, it was dimly recognizable that this black shadow was nightshade.

Under the bright moonlight, a light blue skirt is slightly blurred, lining the nightshade like a fairy in the mortal world.

She muttered the incantation, and a magic sword with a blue glow sliced through the air, appearing in front of her.

The magic sword was extremely aura, and it circled around the nightshade a few times, and then gently slid to the feet of the nightshade.

Long Kui comprehended, raised his feet and stood on it, stabilized his body, turned his face sideways, and said to the lark standing on his shoulder: "But hold me steady." ”

The lark clenched its claws very obediently, and today when there was no one else, the nightshade said that he would take it to the mausoleum quietly at night, and said that he had already asked Li Qingtong about the route.

That's fine, just get rid of those annoying guys, especially the dangerous person, and save it from dealing with it, the more the lark thinks about it, the happier it is.

Nightshade used the sword technique, and the magic sword slowly rose, and the speed became faster and faster, reaching straight into the sky.

The wind was blowing on Nightshade's cheeks, and she was a little uncomfortable at first, but gradually, she was able to master the sword art as skillfully as before, passing through the layers of green clouds, leaving a looming trail.