After receiving the appointment of the master, Murong Ziying went down the mountain from the Qionghua faction, and Yujian went to Chenzhou to check whether there was any chaos in the innate gossip array over there. But when he flew to the top of the swampy lake, he suddenly felt a demonic aura rise up in the sky! couldn't help but starry slightly, revealing a deep killing machine and turning to the demonic place where the sword was smashing.

Murong Ziying was an elite disciple of Qionghua, although he was only nineteen years old at this time, he was extremely talented and had a successful cultivation. And because he was born in the Qionghua faction, a sword cultivation sect, he was extremely obsessed with the way of forging swords and raising swords, and hated all behaviors that disrespected swords and insulted the prestige of swords. At the same time, he also strictly abides by the sect's dogma, hating and hostile demons, and if he encounters them, he will sacrifice his sword to kill them.

And at this time, the demonic situation not far away, isn't it that the monster who inserted the label and sold his head, indicating that he wanted to kill the demon and eliminate the demon?

Just after Murong Ziying quickly swept towards the demonic land, two more young boys and girls wearing blue and white Taoist robes with patterns similar to Murong Ziying walked out of the grass.

There will only be one with an unhappy face, and the other with a serious face looking at the demonic place.

They are Murong Ziying's teachers and nephews, the young man's name is Huaishuo, and the girl's name is Xuanji, both of whom are Qionghua's disciples.

"Really, I didn't catch up! Huai~Shuo~Senior~Brother, if you hadn't swallowed it slowly, how could we have chased Uncle Ziying away! Sighing and watching the sword light representing Murong Ziying disappear in the blink of an eye, Xuanji, who had admiration for Murong Ziying, couldn't help but whisper about Huai Shuo beside her.

Shaking his head helplessly, Huai Shuo smiled bitterly: "Xuanji, don't forget, you and I accidentally fell under the forbidden spell when collecting demons before, and we couldn't use the sword art within forty-eight hours, how can we catch up with Uncle Ziying with just two legs?" What's more, Uncle Shi also has something to do when he goes down the mountain this time, so what is it if you blindly follow him like this? ”

Xuanji covered her ears with her hands, not listening to Huaishuo's broken thoughts that sounded like an old mother chattering to her, and then said coquettishly: "I don't care~ I just like to follow him!" You accompany me to Chenzhou, go now! Uncle Shi said that he would go to Chenzhou to check whether there was any chaos in the innate gossip array there, and we could meet him when we went! ”

Faced with Xuanji's performance, Huai Shuo shook his head, smiled wryly and doted: "Okay, it's all up to you." However, let's find a place to rest first, and after the recovery of the sword arts, Guanshan Wanli will only come in an instant, so why rush for a while? ”

"Hmm~ You have to count when you speak!" Xuanji, who finally heard a word of satisfaction from Huaishuo's mouth, had a bright smile on his face.

"You little junior sister~" sighed, and Huaishuo, who had a soft temperament, had no choice but to repay the pampered Xuanji with a doting smile.

It's just that right away, he frowned slightly and looked in the direction where Murong Ziying disappeared, "There is a demonic aura and majestic momentum, even the junior uncle has to take some hands and feet to solve it, right?" It's a pity that my little sister and I fell under the forbidden spell, and even if we catch up, we can only get in the way."

But the worry in his eyes was only fleeting, and he wasn't too worried in his heart. Huai Shuo is still very confident in Murong Ziying's strength, although he is two years older than Murong Ziying, but Murong Ziying has been cultivating immortals in the mountains since he was a child, and his qualifications are several points better than his peers.

Suddenly, just when Huai Shuo was thinking about Murong Ziying in his heart, Xuanji pulled his sleeve and pointed to Xiang Huaishuo in the distance and said crisply: "Huh~ Senior Brother Huaishuo, you see there is a fire there!" It depends on the situation, someone is resting there! ”

"It's not very safe here, how can anyone rest here?" Frowning slightly, Huai Shuo looked at Xuanji's hand, not wanting that there would really be fire shining through the grass and trees, and couldn't help but say in a deep voice: "Let's go and see the strange atmosphere here, I'm afraid that there are demons doing evil, if it is an ordinary person, it is better to avoid it." ”

After all, Xuanji was late to get started, and not to mention his young age, he was still a little out of the way, so Xiu Wei was still shallow and didn't notice the demonic aura that rose to the sky on the side where Murong Ziying disappeared, but Huai Shuo noticed it after all. In this case, he deduced that there must be some monsters around, which made him, a righteous monk from the Qionghua sect, worry about whether those who were resting here could resist those monsters.

"But Uncle Ziying"

"Little junior sister, we are Qionghua's disciples, the descendants of the Nine Heavens Xuannu!" His face was grim, and Huai Shuo said in a deep voice: "I know that you like to follow Uncle Ziying, but the demonic atmosphere here is weird, if those people are unlucky because we don't take care of them, how can we be worthy of the teacher's teachings!" ”

"Yes" Seeing that Huaishuo, a gentle senior brother, had a rare sign of anger, Xuanji couldn't help but shrink his head.

Seeing Xuanji's somewhat timid performance after being kind and good, Huai Shuo suddenly felt that his tone seemed to be heavier, and he couldn't help but slow down his voice and said softly: "Okay, didn't you say it just now?" We'll chase Senior Brother Ziying after we recover Edgeworth, but now we can't catch up even if we want to. Besides, there is no shop in front of the village here, and it is rare to meet people, and it is also fate. Why don't you go there and have a fire by the way? ”

"Hmm!" After nodding obediently, Xuanji saw that Huaishuo had returned to his gentle appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "Just listen to Senior Brother Huaishuo." But it's so scary when my brother gets angry~"

"You"

Soon after, Huai Shuo and Xuanji came to the fire, only to see a man dressed like a savage on the opposite side who was burning the fire, and there was a red-clothed girl holding a delicate alien girl beside him and arguing with him, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the girl in red has damaged the savage man from head to tail. In addition to these three people, there was also a man and a little girl who were baking a fire with their backs to them.

It's just that when they approached, the man with his back to them suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "There are friends from afar, and I am happy that it turns out to be a disciple of Qionghua, what a rare guest!" ”

The man's voice is warm and clear, and there is a rhythm when he speaks, which makes people feel like the sound of a faint piano when they listen to it, and his appearance is delicate and handsome, and his temperament is noble, which is even more heartbreaking. But

"Huh? Do you know that we are Qionghua disciples? Who are you? A disciple of the Eight Sects of Kunlun? Xuanji looked at Liu Hong in surprise, and the questions in her mouth were one after another.

"Ahem! Little sister! After coughing lightly twice, and reminding Xuanji to pay attention, Huai Shuo stepped forward and hugged his fists and said, "I'm sorry, little junior sister, she is used to being pampered, and I ask my brother to forgive me." I don't know my brother's surname? ”

"It's okay, if you want to say that pampering is a little girl, it's more pampered." Glancing slightly at Gabriel, who was blowing his nose and glaring at him after listening to his words, Liu Hong got up and said with a smile: "Under Liu Hong, he is an idler. As for why I know that Qionghua has only had a few encounters with Qionghua people. It's the one next to me."

Stretching out his hand and pointing at Yun Tianhe, Liu Hong smiled and said: "He is your disciple of Qionghua, and now he wants to return to Qionghua, I wonder if the two of you can lead the way?" (To be continued.) )