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The sea of clouds in front of the Broken Cloud Cliff is no longer as churning and surging as it is during the day, it is as tame as a sleeping sheep, and the cliff is quiet and quiet, and there is a gentle sound only when the night breeze blows.

Ling Xuan'er had been standing here for a long time and had waited for a long time, but there was no figure by her side, which made the atmosphere on the Broken Cloud Cliff no longer soft, as if even the air had turned into a real pressure.

She was uneasy, she shouldn't have been, but she still felt uneasy.

She turned back and walked down the cliff of Broken Clouds, and walked through the trees in the bright night, the sound of water gradually sounding in her ears, and then she saw the familiar wooden house.

There was no light coming out of the wooden house, and it was so dark that there was a strange smell, which made Ling Xuan'er feel a little chilled, and the uneasiness swirling in her heart became even stronger.

She walked to the door of the hut, and the moonlight struck her shadow on the door, and she stood silent for a moment, then reached out and pushed the door open......

The moonlight broke into the wooden house, brightened a little, Ling Xuan'er's gaze slowly swept over, and finally stopped on the table, where she saw a sound transmission stone.

She walked into the city of wind, the sound of footsteps echoing through the empty room, it seemed very heavy, and in just a moment she was already standing in front of the table, but she felt like she had walked many, many years.

She reached out and picked up the sound transmission stone, and the cold touch seeped into her body through the palm of her hand, and she was silent for a long time, before she mustered up the courage to put her spiritual power into the sound transmission stone.

The familiar voice came from my ears, and the thank you was also heard......

...

The night was still thick, but the huge Qufeng City was brightly lit, and in addition to the people of Tianfu Mountain, Li Changyun also came here.

Their faces were dark, as if they were covered with a thick layer of dark clouds.

Wang Yu held the sound transmission stone very tightly, and poured spiritual power into it, and the sound of the song once again floated in everyone's ears, and after his voice fell, the room fell into a deathly silence again.

The silence lasted for a long time before it was broken by Wang Yu's faint voice: "I knew he would leave, but I didn't expect him to leave so suddenly, he would leave such a paragraph, there must have been something going on, but what happened?"

"Moon Soul Palace. Li Changyun's gaze fell on the sound transmission stone in Wang Yu's hand, and said: "In this continent, except for the Moon Soul Palace, no one can threaten Qu Feng, so I think Qu Feng should have obtained some information, or ...... The Moon Soul Hall is here. ”

Hearing the three words of the Moon Soul Palace, everyone's faces changed again, perhaps because they had been too peaceful in the past two years, and people seemed to have gradually forgotten the existence of that organization, until now.

Li Changyun continued: "Qu Feng is gone, and the natal soul crystal he left behind back then has been shattered after the public execution, so now we can't know his traces at all, and we can't detect his life and death at all. ”

"Sect Master, what should we do now?"

"What can we do? That stinky boy shook his hand and left, nothing more than to isolate the Xianyun Sect, we have no trace of him, we don't even know why he left, what can we do? All we can do is wait stupidly, wait for him to come back alive, or wait for his ...... Death. ”

The weight of the last two words was too great, like a high mountain, pressing on the roof of this wooden house, and everyone seemed to be covered in shadows, and they were about to breathe.

At this time, Ling Xuan'er took a step forward lightly and said, "This is Xiaofeng's choice, we respect him, and we can't do anything." ”

Her face was calm, so calm throughout, as if Qu Feng's departure and life or death had nothing to do with her.

Aoba said, "If you don't do anything, then if Xiaofeng ......"

Ling Xuan'er's face was still calm, and she said lightly: "In case Xiaofeng dies, then let the Moon Soul Hall accompany the burial." ”

As the words fell, she stepped out and walked straight out of Qufeng City, the soft moonlight falling on her, leaving a long shadow on the ground, revealing an icy cold taste.

Wang Yu shouted, "Xuan'er, where are you going?"

"The Guild of the Soul Rembudsman. ”

...

A lot of things happened that night, and even faintly changed the direction of the dream Tianlu, but for ordinary people, they just had another quiet day.

A white line appeared in the distant sky, extending and diffusing, dispelling the night, covering the bright light of the stars, and the morning sun rose, exuding a soft light spread over the earth, driving away the slight coolness of the night, and every place was full of vigor and vigorous vitality.

In the north of the middle boundary, there is a village not far from Xianyun Mountain, where only more than 30 families live, they live a small life of sunrise and sunset, quiet and peaceful, simple and comfortable.

The village is small, and because of this, it has a very simple name...... Hamlet.

At dawn, the villagers of the small village crawled out of the bed, washed up and drank a simple bowl of white porridge, and then carried the farm tools out of the house, the sun sprinkled on their faces, very soft, but it still made them squint slightly, and a smile appeared on their simple faces, which seemed to be warmer than the sun.

They walked on the road, greeted the villagers they met warmly, said whose house they were going to play a game of chess tonight, and said whose girl married into Zitian City, which is at the foot of Xianyun Mountain.

After laughing, they began to get busy, the sun had fully risen, the light had turned from yellow to white, and the air began to fill with heat.

At this moment, the villagers of the small village heard a sound of footsteps, the sound was very soft, weak and weak, but I don't know why, everyone heard it, not only the working men, but also the old people and children came out of the house, standing in front of the door and looking at the entrance of the village, which was the direction from which the footsteps came.

They saw a man walking slowly towards the village, he was very handsome, but he looked very embarrassed, his face was pale, he seemed to have injuries on his body, and he walked staggeringly, as if he would fall down at any moment.

The villagers of the small village hurriedly ran to the entrance of the village, and two middle-aged men supported the man and asked with concern, "Big brother, who are you?"

The man said, "My name is Qu Feng. ”

"Qu Feng, the song style of the Lord?"

The man shook his head: "I'm not a spirit master, I'm just an ordinary person. ”

"Big brother, what's wrong with you, you're still bleeding!"

"I was injured and couldn't walk. ”

"If you can't walk, don't go, just stay in the village. ”

"Good. ”

The villagers asked the man to stay, and the man agreed, so he stayed......

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