"With... Take me away... I... I promise you... Yours....... Seeing the bone spur floating beside him, Tong He's eyes re-revealed a glimmer of hope, and he used his last strength to spit out a few words towards the bone spur, and then closed his eyes and passed out. The skeleton suddenly burst out with black matter, surrounding the Tong Crane on the ground, and the black substance moved, shooting towards the sky, away from the vast astral boundary.

Qingyang turned around and happened to see the departure of the black substance.

"Yang'er, if you encounter this bone spur in the future, try to stay away as much as possible!" Seeing Qingyang standing in place for a long time, watching the black substance leave, he reminded Qingyang worriedly.

"Hmm!" Qingyang didn't say much, nodding in response.

Suddenly, Qingyang's face had a cold expression, he lifted the rag on his right arm, although the white light was still attached to his arm at this time, but Qingyang could clearly feel that the flesh and skin here had recovered, he stretched out his left hand and stroked it gently, the intact touch of his arm was reflected in his fingers, the expression on Qingyang's face changed, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he smiled happily.

The next morning, Qingyang sat on the platform halfway up the mountainside, and a ray of sunlight swayed and reflected his handsome face. Qingyang's eyes opened, the pleasure of being disease-free had not disappeared, and after letting go of the burden of the past few months, Qingyang felt that all the scenery around him had become beautiful and delicious, and taking a deep breath of the mountain air could make him feel relaxed and happy.

Qingyang was in a good mood, his mind was floating in the air, his body moved lightly, and when he was about to use his body to go to the Heavenly Fire Sect, he suddenly thought of something.

"I'm already in the Dawn Breaking Realm!" Qingyang's face smiled even more, as soon as his body came into the air, the aura around his body immediately poured out, and just like that, he was steadily suspended in the air.

"Let's go!" Qingyang's gaze was firm, and he headed towards the Heavenly Fire Sect.

Three days ago, the Heavenly Fire Sect was located.

Qing Muxue's white-clothed shadow fell, her posture was elegant and pure, although her face covered half of the white sand, but her amazing beauty was still left.

"Dare... Grunt... Dare to ask Miss, what is the so-called matter of coming to my Tianhuo Sect?" The middle-aged disciple on duty at the Tianhuo Sect couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he saw Qing Muxue's peerless assets.

Qing Muxue frowned slightly, and she asked softly.

"Has a disciple of the Nebula Sect visited your sect recently?"

The disciple on duty shook his head.

Recently, there have been very few disciples in the sect, let alone people who visit. The disciple on duty wanted to talk to Qing Muxue more, so he couldn't help but say more about his recent contacts.

"Where did this kid go?" Qing Muxue heard the answer of the doorman on duty, and thought in her heart.

Her figure jumped up again, fluttering in the air, ready to wait on the path to the Heavenly Fire Sect. However, an old man suddenly flew out of the air from within the sect.

The old man came to Qing Muxue and bowed.

"When the fairy girl arrived, she didn't meet from afar, don't blame it. The old man spoke slowly, and when the disciple on duty saw this, his mouth opened wide, and his jaw was about to fall in shock.

"My breath has not been exposed in the slightest, how did you notice?" When the old man came, Qing Muxue also felt a little surprised.

"Hehe, the fairy girl went out on patrol to protect the fire, and the three old guys had already notified us, and just happened to pass by here, and when they heard the fairy girl's inquiry, they guessed the identity of the fairy girl. When the old man heard this, a smile appeared on his face.

"Oh, that Qingyang has not yet arrived?" Qing Muxue still did not give up, and asked the old man directly.

The old man smiled and nodded slowly.

"So, excuse me. Qing Muxue knew the answer, and was about to leave as soon as the words came to her mouth.

Seeing Qing Muxue turn around and fly away, the old man immediately followed.

"Immortal Gu, if you don't mind, how about staying in my sect first and waiting for the fire to come?" The old man followed Qing Muxue far behind and said goodbye.

"No need, I'll look for it, after so many days, that kid hasn't arrived yet, and he must be in trouble on the way. Without waiting for the old man to continue to speak, Qing Muxue's figure quickened, and she disappeared in the eyes of the old man in an instant.

"Hey" The old man shook his head slightly, looking at the direction Qing Muxue left, he slowly spit out a breath from his mouth, it seemed that Qing Muxue refused his invitation, which was a great pity for him.

Soon, Qingyang returned to Tianyun City, he landed at the gate of the city, and after a brief inspection by the city guards, he re-entered the city. Coming to a shop in the city that bought and sold clothes, Qingyang stepped into it, and chose a set of simple and comfortable clothes from the store, he took off the worn Nebula Sect disciple clothes on his body, and replaced the clothes he had just bought, Qingyang wore new clothes, paid the coins, and left Tianyun City directly after a while.

Walking on the road to the Tianhuo Sect, Qingyang was extremely emotional, a few days ago, Tong He intercepted him here, domineering, a few days later, he personally killed Tong He, the bitter twists and turns of this, echoed in his heart for a long time.

"Hmph, stinky boy, let Miss Ben find it. At this time, a crisp voice sounded in Qingyang's ears. Hearing the rebuke of this voice, Qingyang couldn't help but shrink his neck, his eyes locked around him, hoping to find out the source of the sound.

"Oh, Sister Xue, you're here, Xiaoyang misses you?" Qingyang's expression was hippie.

"Phew, stop, don't disgust me. Seeing Qingyang's dead behavior, Qing Mu Xuedian felt disgusted.

The voice of the beautiful woman sounded again, Qingyang took advantage of this opportunity, and finally locked the source, his figure jumped, floated in the air, and came to the woods on the left side of the road, at this time Qingyang saw that there was a quiet rain pavilion in the woods. The beauty sat in it, a set of teapots and tea sets were placed in front of her, and the beauty was leisurely, frequently picking up the green cup and sending it to the red lips to taste it slightly.

Qingyang looked sluggish, so he hung not far away, admiring the beautiful picture. Seeing that Qingyang had found herself, but she stayed in the distance and was stunned, and she didn't come forward for a long time, Qing Muxue couldn't help but be a little angry.

"What are you looking at, how long will it take? It's itchy again, right?" The beauty's brutal nature was exposed, and Qingyang suddenly sobered up.

"Pink skeletons, pink skeletons, you can't see them. Qingyang thought in his heart.

After Qing Muxue scolded Qingyang, she didn't ask any more questions, she raised her glass again and tasted the tea in the cup. Qingyang laughed dryly, fell suddenly, and landed in front of Qing Muxue, seeing that in the rain pavilion, except for the stone bench where Qing Muxue was sitting, there was no other stone bench, he could only stand in front of Qing Muxue in a daze.

"Sister Xue!" Qingyang called softly.

Even though Qingyang arrived and made a gesture of goodwill, Qing Muxue still took care of herself and tasted the tea in the green cup, she didn't mean to care about Qingyang. Qingyang stood awkwardly for a long time, his eyes couldn't help but look around, as if this could relieve the embarrassment in his heart.

After a long time, Qingyang had already observed the things around him very familiarly, and his eyes involuntarily glanced at Qing Muxue again. From top to bottom, Qingyang observed Qing Muxue, the beautiful woman's forehead was still fair and tender, and although Qingyang had not really seen the beautiful face under the veil, she could still know the contours of the beauty's face through the white sand.

Especially the red lips inside the veil, the light red is unmistakable. Qingyang's gaze moved down again, but Qing Muxue seemed to notice his gaze, and the beauty suddenly had beautiful eyes upward, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly. Facing Qing Muxue's sudden glances, Qingyang was suddenly startled, his gaze accelerated to look down, and he happened to see a few cups of undrunk tea on the tea set in front of the beauty.

Qingyang didn't have time to think about it, he took a cup and drank it all, and then saw a strange expression appear on his face.

"How does it taste?" Qing Muxue saw Qingyang drink all the tea she had made with her own hands, and her eyes couldn't help but flicker a little strange.

"It's very special, it's delicious!" Qingyang replied dupliously. In fact, when the tea just entered his mouth, the tip of his tongue immediately tasted a bitter taste, and if it wasn't for the sake of avoiding being beaten, he would definitely spit out the tea in his mouth.

"Hehe, you drank it so fast that you didn't really feel the taste of this tea. Qing Muxue laughed faintly when she heard this, she put down the green cup in her hand, held up the other cup, and placed it in front of Qingyang.

"Come on, try again!" Qing Muxue's beautiful eyes were like the moon, and she looked at Qingyang with a smile.

Seeing this, Qingyang seemed to have beads of sweat on his head, he stretched out his hand to wipe his forehead, but saw Qing Muxue's curved eyebrows disappear, revealing an expectant expression. Qingyang's movements were not coherent, and the hand that was just raised was close to Qing Muxue's green cup, helplessly, he stretched out his palm, held up the green cup in front of him, brought it to his mouth, and tasted it lightly.

"Hiss" Qingyang's face instantly twisted together, and at first he drank the tea in one gulp, without feeling it carefully, but now he savored it, who would have thought, as soon as he entered his throat, the bitter taste immediately exploded on the tip of his tongue. Qingyang lifted half of his chin and desperately stretched out his tongue to make contact with the outside air in exchange for a hint of coolness.

"Sure enough, it's still hard to drink!" Qing Muxue saw Qingyang's actions, the flickering light in her beautiful eyes slowly disappeared, her head also lowered, and she picked up the green cup on the stone table, and wanted to pour all the tea in the cup.

Qingyang was a little surprised, because just now he saw a trace of loss in Qing Muxue's eyes. Ignoring the confused taste on his tongue, he put the green cup in his hand to his lips again.

"Don't drink it, pour it out!" Suddenly, Qing Muxue spoke out to stop Qingyang from continuing to taste tea. Qing Muxue poured out the tea in the green cup, and her mouth muttered at the same time. "No matter how hard you try, you can't make a sweet tea that satisfies him. ”

Qingyang didn't hear Qing Muxue's words, and as for Qing Muxue stopping him from tasting tea, he didn't obey obediently.

"Hiss" Qingyang tasted it again, and the sound of sucking Yun came out of his mouth, just like just now, the first taste was still bitter. Qingyang closed his eyes and carefully savored it, the taste in his mouth seemed to be fighting against the bitter taste brought by the tea, and gradually the bitter taste disappeared, and the peace between his lips and tongue also returned. After tasting it carefully, just when Qingyang thought that the tea only had a bitter taste, suddenly a trace of sweetness flashed in the tongue.

Qingyang's eyes suddenly opened, and he stared closely at the tea in the green cup in his hand.