Night fell, a bright moon just came out, hanging in the sky, and the stars in the sky began to blink, watching this another night.

The storm came and went as fast as it came, and there was not a single trace of water on the trees, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the corpse of Grandma Sun in the raging fire, Qin Wuwu was in a very calm mood, and a K wide palm was placed on his shoulder, and said: "Don't be sad, Senior Sun is dying, even if she doesn't accompany you to the Wu Clan, she won't have long to live!"

Qin Wuwu turned around, smiled at Ling Fox Wing, and said, "Where are you going to go next?"

"Originally, I promised my seniors to send her ashes back to the academy, but since you are back, then this task will be handed over to you. ”

Ling Fox Yi looked up at the moonlight in the sky, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "I still have to go back." ”

Qin Wuwu knew that since Ling Fox Yi said so, no matter how much he persuaded him, it would be useless, so he nodded to him: "Then you be careful, if you don't complete the task this time, will your sect master embarrass you?"

Ling Fox Wing didn't answer his words, looked at the branches swaying in the breeze, and was stunned for a moment.

At this time, a figure approached Qin Wuwu in the night, it was the old beggar Li Feng in the strange door, he was holding a roast chicken wrapped in yellow paper in one hand at this time, and three pots of wine in the other hand, bowed three times to Grandma Sun in front of the fire, walked up to Qin Wuwu and said, "Our third brother and I don't get drunk tonight, what do you think?"

Qin Wuwu was originally a good drinker, but he hadn't drunk a drop of wine for so long, and now he was a little hungry and thirsty, so he arched his hand and said, "Obey the orders of your predecessors." ”

Seeing that Qin Wuwu had agreed boldly, Ling Fox Yi also nodded slowly.

The three men with their own hearts found a small stone table nearby, put the wine and food on the table, and began to drink, although Ling Huyi was a scholar, he was not restrained, and he actually fought with Qin Wuwu and Li Feng in the back.

I don't know how long they drank, the three of them were a little drunk, Ling Fox Yi stared at Li Feng and said: "Why didn't the Wind Gate Master take the life of the ghost impermanence today, if I were here today, he would definitely not be able to escape!"

Li Feng put down the wine in his hand, sighed and said: "Originally, with the crime of impermanence, killing him was cheap, but who told him that behind him was the Demon Palace!"

Ling Fox Wing's face was slightly angry and said, "Could it be that the Strange Sect is also a person who bullies the weak and fears the hard?"

"Brother Linghu, don't be angry, please let me finish speaking. Demon Palace, I am naturally not afraid of the Strange Sect, but the bad thing is that now is the calmest time for the two clans, and everyone knows that there will be a battle between the two clans, so neither side is willing to push the demon clan to the opposite side. ”

Li Feng explained calmly: "So our door master is patient with the Demon Palace, but this kind of patience is not unlimited, and the door master has already issued a warning to the Demon Palace. ”

Ling Fox Wing nodded slowly, what else could not be endured for this war?

He lifted the wine jug and drank it twice, and said: "Brother Li, you have traveled from south to north and have a wide range of knowledge, can the Hou Ye in your mouth be the opponent of the landlord?"

Li Feng touched his five-section green bamboo, drank two more sips of wine, shook his head and said: "The landlord is an old monster who has been famous for a hundred years, and Hou Ye has only reached the Winter Great Perfection Realm for more than 20 years, I'm afraid that cultivation and experience can't be compared!"

Qin Wuwu silently listened to the brag of the two, from the rebellion of the demon clan to the Demon Palace, and from the Shang Dakang Dynasty to the Stopping Temple...... For a while, everyone in the south and the north was tolerant, and gradually the three of them got drunk and fell asleep on the stone table.

In the early morning of the next day, Qin Wuwu slowly woke up from his deep sleep, Shuangfeng Town was more humid in the morning, his clothes and trousers were a little wet, and he raised his head that was still a little heavy, and found that there was no one around, and there was a clay pot on the stone table, which was clearly Grandma Sun's urn.

There was a piece of letter paper pressed under the can, but on it was a message from Ling Fox Yi to Qin Wuwu: Little brother, I am very happy to be able to meet the Wu Clan this time, you let me know what I still lack, here I want to thank you again! Since you have obtained the treasure of the Ancient Witch Cave, you must keep it a secret, don't tell anyone, and wait until the day when Dapeng spreads its wings, and then do something for the human race. Two years later, you will fight the life and death with the impermanence of ghosts, and my brother will definitely come to give you a flag and shout, how difficult the road ahead is, please take care - Ling Fox Wing.

Qin Wuwu silently looked at Brother Linghu's "ardent hope", a trace of Zhenyuan floated down his fingers on the letter, and the letterhead immediately turned into powder, and said in his heart, I will definitely not let you and my mother-in-law down!

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Half a month later, in the wooden house among a few pines at the highest point of Canglan Mountain, He Zhiqiu looked at the student who sent back the ashes of Shi Niang from the southwest, and said, "When Shi Niang leaves, will you still be peaceful?"

Qin Wuwu nodded to the kind old man, thinking of his mother-in-law's regret and said, "There is no regret. ”

"It's good if you're back!" He Zhiqiu didn't ask about the specific details of the trip and the situation about Qin Shiya.

He Zhiqiu's deep eyes did not change in the slightest, and he looked at Qin Wuwu like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves.

A spiritual coercion hit Qin Wuwu, and a cold sweat broke out from his forehead, at this time, he was like a small boat in the boundless ocean, no matter how he swayed, he couldn't reach the shore, and like a dandelion, he was fluttering in the wind, and he didn't know where he was staying.

Qin Wuwu clenched his fists, a sense of sadness and weakness spread from his heart, he knew that something was wrong, his true yuan was running rapidly, and a pair of heavenly dao slowly appeared in his heart, protecting his last sanity, and suddenly he screamed and woke up from his mental nightmare.

He Zhiqiu looked at this young man who still had the ability to resist under his mental pressure, and said with admiration: "Yes, the ancient witch clan's peerless learning really has merit!"

After speaking, He Zhiqiu took Grandma Sun's urn and walked to the second floor of the wooden house, leaving only Qin Wuwu, who was still a little confused, standing in place, with drooling at the corners of his mouth!

Seeing this unfathomable old man, the sweat on Qin Wuwu's head lay down like water, this is the power of the master of the Winter Realm, just spiritual power can kill people, no wonder the ghost impermanence will be like that day.

Qin Wuwu hurriedly slipped out of the wooden house, never wanting to stay in it for a second again, if this perverted old man still wanted to test himself, I am afraid that he would have nightmares every night in the future, the feeling of sadness and powerlessness just now was too terrible!

At this time, it was already June, and the weather in Canglan Mountain was also a little hot, he dragged his tired body towards his dormitory, thinking to himself that he didn't know how Tian Wan and them were doing now, maybe they were still in class at this time, and I could finally go to class with them normally in the future.

Thinking of this, Qin Wuwu was very happy in his heart, swept away the haze brought to him by Dean He, and ran forward in a hurry.

Along the way, the students of the academy turned their heads to look at him, looking at his muddy clothes and pants, his somewhat wet hair, the clear saliva marks at the corners of his mouth, and a worn-out knife behind his back, thinking that where did this come from, the firewood boy in the countryside was actually rushing around in the academy!

Ouyang Jing was still a little dizzy at this time, she had just studied this exercise in the library, but there were still many things she didn't understand, looking at the somewhat dim sky, she actually wanted to scold like a shrew scolding the street, and followed the chaotic noise, and said in a low voice: "This is not Qin Wuwu, is he crazy?"