Meng Yuanheng's gaze closely followed the direction in which Shen Qianmo disappeared, his knuckles turned white, he clenched the small dagger, and his eyes were filled with the intent of destroying the world and killing the earth.

Everyone watched Shen Qianmo being kidnapped by the Wuji Sect, and was moved by Shen Qianmo's behavior of coercing the Wuji Sect Demon Girl to hand over the antidote just now, so that in Suzhou City, for a long time, there was a rumor of Princess Xuan's righteous act of sacrificing herself to save others regardless of her own safety this night.

There are rumors that Princess Xuan covers her face with a light veil and looks as beautiful as a flower, there are rumors that Princess Xuan is righteous and awe-inspiring, and women are not allowed to shave their eyebrows, and there are rumors that Princess Xuan is strong in martial arts, and is willing to risk her life in order to protect others, and she runs into a cult alone......

It's just that Shen Qianmo has no way of knowing all this. Because at this time, she was being dizzy from the bumps on an unknown ship.

The site of the Wuji Sect turned out to be on a small island in the South China Sea.

Shen Qianmo is not afraid of the earth, and what he is most afraid of since he was a child is to take a boat. I remember once when I was in college, I went to play with a classmate who was at the beach, and I was pulled to go out to sea to fish together. After that, she vowed never to take a boat again in her life.

But as a meat ticket, she has no choice. Sitting with her back against the bulkhead, she greeted the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the Wuji Sect Master in her heart, her stomach still churning, and she vomited non-stop. After vomiting, I couldn't even vomit the gastric juice, so I could only retch.

She didn't know that the ship had been at sea for days. After boarding the ship that day, Wuji threw her in the bilge and did not see the light of day, eating, drinking, and Lazar to be served by a member of the Wuji Sect. A few days ago, Traceless and Flawless came to sneer at her a few times, but after a long time, the air circulation in the bilge was insufficient, she did not take a bath for many days, and she often vomited, and the whole room was filled with a sour smell, and the two couldn't stand it anymore.

Shen Qianmo didn't care, she looked dead now, and she didn't have anything to see. Unkempt, sloppy, and stinky, like a homeless man under a flyover.

The hatch creaked open, and she knew that a cultist had come to deliver food.

She was so weak that she leaned against the corner of the bilge, not even bothering to open her eyelids.

A black-clothed cultist bent down into the low hatch and silently placed the meal in front of Shen Qianmo.

Smelling the smell of the food, Shen Qianmo frowned slightly, her stomach churned, and she retched at the wooden barrel beside her.

The black-clothed cultist waited silently to the side, and when Shen Qianmo calmed down, he bent his legs and knelt on the ground with a thud.

"The subordinates are late, please forgive the princess." The black-clothed cultist bowed his head and whispered.

Hearing this, Shen Qianmo was shocked. Call yourself a princess? Could it be someone from Xuanwangfu?

She struggled to open her eyes, and the man in black in front of her had tough facial features and a solemn expression, giving people a sense of reliability.

"Who are you?" Her voice was weak, but it had an unmistakable majesty.

"Yan Mo, the deputy commander of the secret guard of the Xuan Palace, has seen the princess."

Xuanwangfu Secret Guard? Shen Qianmo squinted slightly, so she said that she was sent by Meng Yuanheng?

"Why should I trust you?" This was the territory of the Wuji Sect, and she had to be cautious.

Yan Mo took out a small dagger from his arms and respectfully handed it to Shen Qianmo.

"This is what the prince handed over to his subordinates before leaving, so that his subordinates must hand it over to the princess himself."

Shen Qianmo took the dagger in Yan Mo's hand, the thin blade, the sharp outer blade, and the familiar touch. This is the scalpel he threw to Meng Yuanheng at that time!

She pulled the corners of her mouth open and smiled slightly. I didn't expect Meng Yuanheng to act so quickly. She suddenly felt that she missed him a little.

Yan Mo saw Shen Qianmo stroking the blade, was silent, hesitated for a moment, and continued: "Don't worry, princess, after the prince has made arrangements, she will come to meet the princess." ”

Shen Qianmo was slightly embarrassed. You didn't show it that obviously, did you?

She coughed lightly and said, "Go down first, so as not to arouse suspicion, and be careful in everything." ”

It is rare for the master to care so much about the slave, Yan Mo was slightly moved, took out a small blue porcelain bottle, and respectfully presented it.

"This is Mr. Situ's match, which can alleviate the princess's seasickness."

Shen Qianmo's eyes lit up. Situ Gong, you are so up-to-earth and so cute.

After taking seasickness medicine, Shen Qianmo's symptoms of vomiting were alleviated, and she was barely able to eat some things, and her spirit gradually improved.

After a few more days, just when she could no longer bear the filth covered in her body and was about to explode in her emotions, the ship finally docked.

The moment Shen Qianmo's feet hit the ground, she was almost crying. This down-to-earth feeling, this natural and fresh air, this warm and warm sunshine, is really beautiful!

This small island is located in the South China Sea. The South China Sea is the high seas, and it belongs to the three-regardless zone, and it is very wise for the Wuji Sect to choose this place as a base. It's no wonder that Lu Ziqing and they have been tracking down for so long, but they have found nothing.

The scenery of the island is very good, it is the end of spring and the beginning of summer, and everywhere you can see is the mountains and greenery, full of greenery, birds and flowers. Shen Qianmo was tortured on the boat for too long, her physical strength had not yet recovered, her steps were vain, and she had a hard time walking. Yan Mo followed behind, although he wanted to help, he didn't dare to show it too obviously, but when he saw Shen Qianmo gritting his teeth and persevering all the way, he couldn't help but admire her perseverance.

Walking to an open place, the eyes suddenly opened up, only to see rows of palaces standing in front of you, row upon row, tall and majestic. Coming to the entrance of the palace, the two guards in strong suits saw Wuji and the others coming back, and saluted the three of them.

"The sect leader has an order, if the three Dharma Protectors come back, let the Dharma Protectors take people to Bichi."

The three of them looked at each other with a little surprise. It seemed that the sect leader had already known their whereabouts, and when they thought of this, the three of them all turned pale.

Shen Qianmo wailed in her heart, this Wuji Sect Leader was really capable of tossing people. Is it easy for her to insist on walking here, what the hell is this Bichi, and how far is it from here?

"Everyone is gone, what should you do?" Traceless waved his hand and commanded the group.

And the people were commanded to disperse. Yan Mo and Shen Qianmo glanced at each other very briefly before leaving, revealing their identities and leaving in a large group of disciples.

The five big and three coarse Wuji said to Wuji: "Third brother, this task will be handed over to you, you know that I hate that Raush Zi Bichi the most, you can't let the fourth sister send it." ”

A big man, but always bathing in the soup like a woman, he feels cold when he thinks about it.

Without a trace, in order to avoid waiting for a long time, he lifted Shen Qianmo, exerted light skills and went to another passage outside the hall, and flew out far between a few ups and downs.

Bichi, in fact, is a natural hot spring, after remodeling, it is now the private bath of the sect leader, and idle people are not allowed to enter.

Outside the pool, the two guards who guarded the palace saw that Wuxian was here with a woman, and they bent down slightly and arched their hands: "The three protectors have come just in time, and the sect leader has been waiting in the pool for a long time. ”

Traceless nodded, his face softened slightly, and he said, "You're tired." For the sect leader's personal guards, Traceless is still relatively polite.

Shen Qianmo kept her head down and followed the footsteps without a trace, and walked into the interior of Bichi without missing a step. The Wuji Sect is good at using all kinds of strange techniques and insidious methods, and for the sake of safety, she needs to be vigilant.

After walking for a while, she saw that the traceless in front of her stopped, and she also paused at the same time, raising her head to look ahead. Just this look, she almost dropped her jaw in shock.

In front of him is a large bath, the pool is surrounded by light gauze, through the tulle, you can still dimly see that a man is sitting in the pool, only the upper part of his chest is exposed, his hands are propped back on the edge of the pool, his head is leaning against the pool wall, and his black hair is scattered at will, revealing an infinite lazy style.

Traceless stood still about ten paces away from the pool, and said in a deep voice, "Sect Master, the person has been brought." ”

I only heard a commotion, and in an instant, the man who was still soaking in the pool just now had put on his clothes, lifted the light veil, and stood in front of them.

The spring cold bathes in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water is slippery and creamy.

The moment she saw the man in front of her, somehow, these two lines of poetry popped up in Shen Qianmo's mind. Although this was written about the scene when Yang Guifei came out of the bath, Shen Qianmo felt that it was a damn fit when it was used on this Wuji Sect leader.

The man in front of him, dressed in red clothes, dazzling like fire, reflecting his fair skin and delicate facial features, a pair of red phoenix eyes are evil and amorous, it seems that people can easily fall into it, and his long black hair reaches to his waist, scattered on his long body, decorating the beauty of enchantment.

Demons! These two words flashed through Shen Qianmo's mind instantly.

The leader of the Wuji Sect is actually a beautiful man!