"Brother Chao, the problem has been solved, I'll go back first!"

Looking at Nie Xiaoqian, who was honestly following behind him, Fang Qiong couldn't help but chuckle, turned his head to look at Brother Chao, who had just come back to his senses, and he said.

"Master Fang!! Are you a god? Brother Chao was a little excited.

"You think too much, it's just some Taoist techniques, how can there be ...... in this world now!"

I was about to say how there were immortals, but Fang Qiong thought about it, even Nie Xiaoqian had crossed over, and the ghost knew if there would be a stronger existence.

Waving goodbye to Brother Chao, regardless of Brother Chao's excited and inexplicable expression, Fang Qiong turned around and left Brother Chao's home.

Walking on the snowy land, Fang Qiong asked Nie Xiaoqian as he walked.

"Xiaoqian, what skills do you have?"

"Me? I can do some simple illusions, and I can carry them, and ...... Beauty Trick! Nie Xiaoqian floated above Fang Qiong's side and said contemplatively.

"That's all?"

Hearing this, Fang Qiong's sword eyebrows curled slightly, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"The host doesn't have to worry too much, as long as it is a traverser, it will be strengthened by atmospheric luck in the traversal, and the qualifications will also be transformed into hidden demon talents, as long as they are cultivated slightly, they can grow up quickly."

The sound of the system sounded.

"How?" Fang Qiong asked.

"Ghost cultivation doesn't need exercises before transcendence, the host only needs to find more places in the extreme yin to make her grow up quickly." The system says.

"Well, it's simple."

Fang Qiong nodded slightly, looked at Nie Xiaoqian, and didn't say anything.

Now that Nie Xiaoqian is only a second-order, Fang Qiong's help is minimal, if it is convenient, Fang Qiong naturally doesn't mind cultivating her.

Fang Qiong's figure walked slowly in the snowy night, and when he arrived at the intersection outside the community, a taxi happened to stop on the side of the road.

"Master, are you leaving?" Fang Qiong asked.

"Let's go, young man, are you still going out to play on this snowy day?" The taxi driver is an enthusiastic middle-aged man.

"Hehe, come out with your friends to do something." Fang Qiong smiled.

With that, Fang Qiong opened the car door and got into the car, and Nie Xiaoqian also sat next to him.

"Oh? And friends? Do you need to wait for him? The taxi driver asked enthusiastically.

"No, it's already up, let's go, go to the Three Seasons Hotel!" Fang Qiong shook his head.

"Up? All right! ”

The driver nodded, started the car, and drove slowly, in heavy snow, plus it was night, he didn't dare to drive fast.

"Childe, it's the first time Xiaoqian has taken a car!" Nie Xiaoqian said with some excitement.

"Where is so much nonsense, sit honestly!" Fang Qiong said casually when he heard this.

Ahead, the driver chuckled when he heard the words and was about to speak, but after he casually looked up at the rearview mirror above his head, he suddenly burst out of cold sweat.

Trembling hands slightly, the driver felt his teeth rattle.

"Little brother, don't joke with your uncle, it's weird and scary in the middle of the night." The driver said with a smile.

"Huh?"

Fang Qiong, who was looking at the night scene outside the window, turned around when he heard this, a little puzzled.

"Childe, this uncle said, let you stop joking, it's scary in the middle of the night." Nie Xiaoqian said enthusiastically.

"Are you kidding? What joke? Did I speak? Fang Qiong was a little dazed.

"Childe, I don't know what that uncle means." Xiao Qian thought about it and shook her head.

"Young man.... You're really....! ”

The taxi driver looked at Fang Qiong, who was talking to the air in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but panic even more.

In these years, the taxi driver, that one didn't think about it.

Thinking of a recent legend about the hitchhiker among his peers, the driver's uncle suddenly couldn't help it.

The more I thought about it, the more scared I felt, and finally the driver stepped on the brakes, gasped a few times, and said: "You guys get out of the car, my car, only pull the living!" ”

"What do you mean?" Fang Qiong frowned when he heard this.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

When the driver's uncle heard this, he suddenly burst out with a strong momentum, opened the car door, walked out, stood on the side of the road, and pulled open his collar, revealing a deep scar.

"I'm Yangqingtian, what haven't I seen? Just demons and monsters, dare to harm me? Believe it or not, I'm in a hurry to dig up your ancestral graves!! ”

Fang Qiong: "......"

Nie Xiaoqian: "......"

.........

Half an hour later, as the cold wind continued to blow, as the driver's uncle couldn't hold on a little and shivered, Fang Qiong and Nie Xiaoqian finally moved.

"Childe, did he see me?" Nie Xiaoqian was a little nervous.

"No, I see, he's just an ordinary person, let's go, it's almost there anyway, since he doesn't want to pull us, then let's go."

Fang Qiong shook his head, then pushed the car door, stepped out of the car, looked at the driver's uncle, sighed, and said, "I'm sorry for the trouble!" ”

After that, Fang Qiong turned around and left, Nie Xiaoqian followed behind Fang Qiong, and the two of them walked in the night against the heavy snow.

The snow was falling, the cold wind was blowing, and a gust of wind and snow splashed, faintly revealing the figure of a woman floating behind the square dome, and the master driver who watched was terrified.

Damn it!

Sure enough, if you walk too much at night, you will eventually meet ghosts!

The uncle didn't dare to stop, ran into the car quickly, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out.

.........

There will always be some interesting people and interesting things in life, depending on whether the person concerned cares or not.

Fang Qiong naturally didn't pay attention to those things, and after returning to the Three Seasons Hotel and arranging for Nie Xiaoqian to only be allowed to move on the roof and not affect others, Fang Qiong went to rest.

One night passed, and the next day, the weather cleared and the sky was long.

Standing on the zenith terrace, looking at the snow-covered city below, Fang Qiong leisurely admired the snowy scene.

Reflecting the clear blue sky and the white earth, Fang Qiong practiced his fists on the zenith terrace.

After all the fist techniques, Fang Qiong began to sit cross-legged again, alchemizing the pill method inside.

In this way, it came and went, and the time gradually reached noon.

As Ye Xihan's figure appeared on the zenith terrace, Fang Qiong slowly retracted and spit out a mist, like a sharp sword, which spanned five or six meters before slowly dissipating.

"Mr. Fang, Ji Shao is here!" Ye Xihan looked at Fang Qiong's spitting out of the qi sword with some shock, and then instinctively spoke.

"Okay, I see, come right now!"

Fang Qiong nodded, then stood up and followed Ye Xihan's footsteps towards the hall.

In the living room, Ji Guangjian's figure Fang Qiong didn't see it, but a group of people that Fang Qiong didn't know at all blocked Fang Qiong's view.

The person at the head was dressed in a black practice room, looking like he was in his thirties, extremely strong, and he looked extraordinary.

Behind him, a group of boss-like figures in suits and leather boots were laughing and joking with each other, and this scene made Fang Qiong's heart unhappy.

This is Lao Tzu's room, what are you doing?

"Get out of here!"

Fang Qiong said without hesitation.