Walking to Nancheng Street, the embers of Yunxia were no longer enough to illuminate Qianyi's path.

The afterimage of an ice wheel was slowly drawn by the night, outlining the lights of thousands of homes.

Qianyi passed by an inn full of exhaustion, the fragrance lingered, and he subconsciously prevented the laziness from rushing out, and when he raised his hand, he remembered that the lazy left on the cliff in order to protect the two of them.

The waist is empty, and the Tianhong knife is not there.

Looking back at the direction of the unknown direction, Qian Ye suddenly realized that this was the first time in 14 years that he had walked so alone.

The knife was left on the cliff to suppress the yin and evil, and the lazy was the protector of Yu Buzhuo and Changren who detoxified and healed. Before Changren healed, he told Qianyi that the deputy hall master of the Drain Blood Hall was killing him, and the Drain Blood Hall had always only pursued results, good and evil, good and evil, truth, and credibility...... Regardless of it, although "today" only came to recognize his face, maybe "tonight" will come to pick his head and persuade Qian not to leave.

Qianyi is not a jade treatment, almost exhausted the soul thoughts, in order to repel the enemy, and used to return to the void, and woke up after a few incense sticks in a coma, there was no injury on the body, but the mind was greatly consumed, not to mention the deputy hall master of the Draining Blood Palace, even the little Taoist Qianyi who had just cultivated was not an opponent now.

However, Qian Yi came to Nancheng Street at this time after all.

The reason is simple - there are classes in the evening.

Qian didn't want to miss it, so his heart was like a bean, and he moved forward step by step.

Of course, in addition to this, Qian Ye has nothing to worry about because it is likely that someone is secretly protecting.

This is what he understood when he left the cliff and looked back at the devastated land.

It's also relieved to think about it, no matter how big Kyoto City is, there are only seven mountains, Zhanghuatai overlooks the mountains, 100,000 people, even if you can't hear the movement, the two masters of the Nine Questions Realm are turning the world upside down, how can you not notice it?

But it really went unnoticed.

Huang Daoan may be out of the caution of the killer, and the movement was slight when he fought with Changren, but the woman who came behind was fearless, and made a shocking move, so strong that Qianyi woke up after falling into a coma, and no one came to investigate, so naturally someone secretly made a move.

Maybe the man wasn't trying to protect him, but he didn't care.

Tingxia Que once said that he is the most willing person to sacrifice his life for what he wants to do, because he has no life in his heart.

The cool evening breeze swept Qianyi's cheeks with the falling flowers that came out of nowhere, and suddenly an exclamation came from his ears: "Little God ......"

The word "doctor" did not come out, perhaps because the exclamation may have found that Qianyi's outfit at this time was too different from the appearance of a handsome and dusty doctor, so the surprise of the exit turned into an abrupt hesitation.

Qianyi was covered in mud, the green silk was all gone, his eyebrows and eyes were white, and the tiredness on his face could not be covered up even by the night, only from that calm and unhurried look could be seen some of the old looks.

However, Chiya was in a good mood, he cured the poison of Yu Buzhuo, repelled the attacking strong enemy, and was about to go to his favorite class at this time.

So he looked back at the stunned man and nodded and smiled.

......

At the beginning of the night, Chiya returned to Yourong Guoyuan.

The road was calm, and it was a silent valley like this.

In the past half a month, Yu Xunyan has beaten all the students back every time before he comes back, with the cultivation of her realm and the falling rain swordsmanship, some ten-year students are not opponents, not to mention that most of the people who come to challenge are one-year students.

In the past few days, Qian Yi has not seen any fresh sword marks in the Weiming Valley, probably because the Qingxiao Twenty-Four List is about to usher in a new ranking, and many students are full of energy in cultivation, and they have no time to pay attention to him.

It seemed the same tonight, as Chiya quietly walked through the valley towards the Gate.

When he was still a few steps away from the boundary gate, a sudden change occurred, and a gust of wind rose under his feet, and Wanye flew away, and Qianya was directly thrown out by this strong wind.

Before he could land, the wooden leaves rolled up by the wind twisted in one place, turning into a ten-zhang long green dragon, roaring his head, flicking his tail violently, and smashing Qianyi into the air!

A mile away, Qianye, who had broken several giant trees, was leaning against the foot of a big tree, dressed in rags and coughing up blood.

At this moment, the originally silent and dark valley suddenly burst into laughter and light.

Dozens of students walked out from behind a towering tree and gathered in front of Qianyi, laughing like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

"Huh, look, how did this Liujia madman become a monk, hahahaha!"

Someone ridiculed: "That's not right, I think I'm going to be a nun." ”

Everyone burst into laughter: "Liujia is crazy and rampant with a magic weapon, no one pays attention to it, and now he meets a real master, but he doesn't even have the strength to fight back, haha!"

"That's natural, you don't look at who the person who made the shot, the eldest son of Xiaoyao Immortal Zhou, the first on the five-year list!

All the students responded and applauded.

One of them arched his hand and said to the man in the crowd who was standing on top of the green dragon with his hand in his hand: "Senior brother has gone out of the customs this time, and his cultivation has become a great advance, and one move 'Flowing Leaf Thousand Dragon' has been perfected! It seems that not to mention the Lingyun List, even the Qingxiao List can be entered!"

The young man who was complimented by everyone still stood calmly, without any expression on his face and without making any movements.

He looked condescendingly, looking at the dying Qianyi, and after a while, sighed softly.

Someone whispered to ask his companion why Master Zhou sighed.

The companion sneered: "This Liujia madman has a very good reputation, and during the assessment, he overshadowed the first prince of Kyoto, the three immortals of Linjiang, the seventh son of Yunzhong, and the thirteen spirits of Fengtian, and he got the six first-class ones; I heard that yesterday he was still shooting arrows in the air in Kyoto City, wanting to destroy the family affairs of the younger brother of the eldest prince of Zhou......

"Such a record, I didn't expect it to be in vain, and I couldn't even stop the big boy Zhou's move, wouldn't you sigh?"

Qian Yi didn't hear what everyone was saying, his ears were buzzing, his eyes were tingling, and his body was so painful that he didn't feel anything.

It took a long time for him to sort out from his messy thoughts that he was attacked by someone when he was about to enter the boundary gate, and he was seriously injured here, and these mocking and sarcastic students in front of him were the ones who shot it.

Raising his eyes slightly, Qian Yi seemed to see a student standing on top of the green dragon, and the dragon's eyes shot out two clear lights, hitting him, revealing his embarrassment and weakness.

Qian also tried to move his body, but he couldn't even lift his fingers, but the five senses returned, and the pain hit like a tide, but fortunately, after taking the Huitian Pill, whenever the pain hit, a cool meaning will soothe the pain.

After a while, he heard the students above the green dragon speak, and this time he even saw the latter like the student shirt of Haitian Palace.

"Where's your magic weapon?"

A simple question, which came out of Qianyi's mouth, was blunt, and from this person's mouth it was majestic, indifferent and calm, but unquestionable.

Qian Yi didn't answer, and the blood at the corner of his mouth stained his green shirt.

A student stretched out his finger, and a wave of water fell from the sky and hit Qianyi's face: "Master Zhou asked, why didn't you answer?!"

Qian Yi was finally a little sober, and his hands and feet could barely move, but he ignored everyone, moved his body, sat cross-legged under the tree, and closed his eyes to breathe.