The sun is in the sky, the wind is clear and the clouds are light, and the town closest to the Qingyuan Mountains, Qingpu Town, is bustling and noisy at this time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The holy bell is in the Qingyuan Mountain Range, this spectacular spectacle that shocked the whole continent, it was already seven months ago, after that, the originally cold Qingpu Town became more and more lively, and the Qingpu Inn expanded to more than three times the original two months ago, but it was still full every day.

At this time, there are people all the way, walking on the only long street in Qingpu Town, which is extremely conspicuous. This group of people is about fifty or sixty people, except for the first three, half of the others are dressed in black, and the other half are dressed in blue, but they all have a dragon-shaped totem embroidered on their chests, and this group of people is from the Thunder God Temple, one of the four major temples.

The Thunder God Temple and his entourage, led by three people side by side, one of the old men was dressed in a light gray robe, with his pale hair, he looked even older, but from the faint light in his eyes, it can be seen that this person is extraordinary. The old man tilted his head to the middle-aged man beside him and asked:

"Brother Murong, this time the hall master sent us to cooperate with your Thunder Wind Palace, and I hope to take care of it. ”

Look at this middle-aged man again, dressed in a blue and white robe, looking noble and friendly, strong and powerful lines, outlining a righteous and awe-inspiring face, looking ahead with bright eyes, smiling faintly, and saying:

"The Lord of the Ning Hall is polite, who doesn't know that the Thunder Soul Hall is highly valued by the Lord of the Hall, our Thunder Wind Hall has just been established for less than two years, and we still have to rely on the elder brother a lot. ”

This gray-clothed old man is none other than the hall master of the Thunder Soul Palace, Ning Yunhe, one of the side halls of the Thunder God Temple, and the blue-clothed middle-aged man on the side is the other side hall, the hall master of the Thunder Wind Palace, Murong Lie.

Ning Yunhe laughed and said, "Brother Murong is really modest, when you were still in the Wind Thunder Pavilion, Brother Murong defeated the four elders of the Lei Qing Hall with the strength of one person, and in the Lei Ze Hall, he killed the hall master Xie Chen of the Lei Qing Hall in front of everyone. This hasn't been two years of work, and the power of Brother Murong that day, thinking about it now, is still terrifying, haha. ”

Murong Lie still smiled faintly after hearing this, and did not speak.

The other person beside Ning Yunhe was a young man in dark blue armor, I saw him holding a heavy sword on his shoulder in his right hand, with vigorous short hair, and a resolute and handsome face expressionless. This person is Murong Chuchu's senior brother, Ye Ziyang.

Ye Ziyang said softly: "The Qingpu Inn is just ahead, are we going to stay in the inn for the night, or will we go directly to the mountain range to set up camp?"

When Ning Yunhe heard this, he hurriedly smiled and responded: "But it's up to the son's arrangement." ”

Ye Ziyang looked at Ning Yunhe, smiled faintly, then put the heavy sword in his hand, and said to Murong Lie in a respectful tone: "Uncle Murong, since the Holy Bell was placed in the Qingyuan Mountain Range, in the past seven months, powerful forces from various continents have come one after another, so that the Qingpu Inn is mixed with people, why don't we go directly to the Qingyuan Mountain Range to camp?"

Murong Lie nodded and said, "Well, I think the same way, I don't know what Brother Ning thinks?"

Ning Yunhe, who was in the middle, echoed with a smile and agreed. Ye Ziyang said again: "Uncle Murong, Lord Ning, then I will take the first step, Chu Chu has advanced into the mountain range alone, I still don't feel at ease, let's send a signal when everyone sets up the camp." ”

"Well," Murong Lie said: "Chu Chu, this child, used to let you be the care of your senior brother, but now that the Wind Thunder Pavilion does not exist, it still bothers you the same, it seems that if I don't have you to take care of it in the future, I won't be at ease as a father." ”

Ye Ziyang was overjoyed when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Uncle Murong, taking care of Chu Chu is what I should do, I'll go first." ”

After speaking, Ye Ziyang threw his heavy sword, lifted his spirit, and after a short time, he left Qingpu Town and went straight to the mountains.

Although the Qingyuan Mountain Range was shrouded by the holy bell for three months before it regained sight, it did not affect any living beings in the slightest, and the mountains were still full of grass and trees, and trees and forests stood up.

A pale blue figure, like an elf, was speeding forward in the jungle, and it didn't take long for this shadow to fall slowly and stop in a clearing, which was located on the edge of the Qingyuan Mountain Range, and the clearing was surrounded by dense forests, and it was really difficult to find if it was not intentionally searched.

This figure, dressed in a light blue tight-fitting cloth robe and wearing a silver and white hat, came to the foot of a big tree and sat against the tree, gently took off the hat and put it beside him, revealing a beautiful face, this person is Murong Chuchu, and this open space is also where she and Xiao Yifeng separated two years ago.

Murong Chuchu leaned his back against the trunk of the tree with a gloomy face, and muttered to himself: "It's been two years......"

In the past two years or so, many things have happened around Murong Chuchu. Because of the Lei Qing Palace, one of the side halls of the Thunder God Temple two years ago, for some reason, attacked the Wind Thunder Pavilion on a large scale, Murong Chuchu received the news brought by Ye Ziyang, and said goodbye to Xiao Yifeng in a hurry.

In this attack of Lei Qing Palace, the Wind Thunder Pavilion was full of dangers, and Murong Chuchu was also in danger repeatedly, if it weren't for Ye Ziyang's thoughtful protection, if it weren't for Lei Qingdian's jealousy of Ye Ziyang's identity, I am afraid that Murong Chuchu would be more than lucky.

During those days, what Murong Chuchu was most afraid of was that Xiao Yifeng came to Fenglei Pavilion to find her and was involved, and at the same time, he wanted to see him all the time in his heart, and this complicated mood has always entangled Murong Chuchu. In the end, Xiao Yifeng didn't show up, Murong Chuchu really didn't know if it was too difficult, or more lucky.

But until today, Xiao Yifeng still hasn't appeared, and Murong Chuchu has thought about coming back to him alone more than once, but after Murong Lie was established in the Thunder Wind Palace, he devoted himself to teaching Murong Chuchu his skills. Murong Chuchu knew that just after the catastrophe, the family needed him at the right time, and he couldn't leave. There was also a thought in his heart that he was faintly saying to himself: Xiao Yifeng would definitely come to find him, he must have encountered some accident. However, whenever this thought came to mind, the worries and thoughts in his heart deepened, what accident would he encounter? Could it be that the revenge failed, Wang Xi's strength was too strong, or ......

"Alas......"

Murong Chuchu sighed lightly, to this day, two years have passed. Murong Chuchu remembered that Xiao Yifeng said that there were still two years left in his heart, so even if he succeeded in killing Wang Xi, he should not be alive at this moment.

Murong Chuchu shook his head fiercely and thought: No, Brother Xiao's master is a Tianzun Walker, and he will definitely be able to cure his heart. But why didn't he come to me? Even if his heart was not cured, why didn't he come to me for more than two years? Was he unwilling to spend two years of his life delaying my life? Well, this should be the only reason why he didn't come to me, no, didn't he understand my intentions? What about two years? How could I live well without him?

Murong Chuchu was sad all day long, constantly speculating and denying, and his feelings of longing turned a thousand times, and for more than two years, even the matter of "healing" and expelling the soul locking spell had been put aside.

The sound of the handover of blades interrupted Murong Chuchu's thoughts, and Murong Chuchu hurriedly got up and lifted the hat. In a breath, he flew up and hid in a big tree not far away, this mention and longitudinal, the body was agile and agile, and the strength of the soul master realm was undoubtedly revealed.

Murong Chuchu looked at the source of the voice, and saw that there were more than a dozen people fighting, seven of them fighting and retreating, it seemed that the strongest of these seven people was the strength of the Soul Gathering Master. Although the other side has few people, only five people, but at a glance, you can see that the strength is far beyond the opponent, how can you also have the realm of the soul reflecting master, if you don't have the intention to play, you would have already defeated the seven people on the opposite side.

Listening to only one of the five people, he said contemptuously: "Dare to grab land with our Flying Star Pavilion, and don't worry about a few catties and taels of yourself." ”

"Isn't it?" The other person flicked his long sword, and directly threw three of the seven soul masters who had not even arrived at the soul gathering master, a few feet away, put away the sword and said:

"We just have a fancy for your place, so we want to occupy it, and you still don't obediently get out of the way? Where is there so much nonsense! If our pavilion master takes a fancy to your Qingyuan Sect in the future, he will also occupy it. ”

The seven outer disciples of the Qingyuan Sect were ordered to go out of the sect today to investigate the situation in the mountain range. Originally, he found a place to rest by the stream, but he was occupied by a team of people and horses who claimed to be Flying Star Pavilion, the disciples were not convinced, and everyone in Flying Star Pavilion laughed, and sent five people at will, and beat these seven people without fighting back, and chased and ridiculed while playing, and rushed to this place.

"Haha, this group of cowards, how about we just strip them naked and hang them on the gate of the Qingyuan Sect?" said one of the five people in the Flying Star Pavilion. The other ** applauded, and it seemed that they were ready to really strip them naked.

The five of them were just about to make a move, when they saw a blue shadow flash, and the muffled sound sounded continuously, and the five people of the Flying Star Pavilion flew in response. The five of them stood up inexplicably, and found that not far in front of them, there was a slim woman standing behind her back, wearing a hat on her head, and a short sword hanging from her waist. The five of them knew that this woman's strength was much higher than their own, even if they couldn't see her face clearly, it must have been the elders of the Qingyuan Sect who came, so they hurriedly got up and left.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for your rescue. After the five members of the Flying Star Pavilion left, one of the older disciples of the seven members of the Qingyuan Sect said to Murong Chuchu.

"You're welcome," Murong Chuchu said, "I have some friendship with Xiao Yifeng of your Qingyuan Sect, and it is appropriate to help." ”

"Senior Brother Xiao?" the man asked in surprise, "Do you recognize Senior Brother Xiao?" Do you know where he is now? Our elders and heads of the Qingyuan Sect are very concerned about him. ”

"Isn't he in the sect?" asked Murong Chuchu. Although she also knew that Xiao Yifeng's possibility of returning to Qingyuan Sect was very small, she was still a little disappointed when she heard the people from Qingyuan Sect say this.

"No, since he became an inner disciple more than two years ago, he hasn't come back since he came down the mountain. The Qingyuan Sect disciple replied.

"Well, I'm also looking for him, you guys go back to the sect, it's better to stay away from the Flying Star Pavilion again. Murong Chuchu said lightly.

When the seven people of the Qingyuan Sect heard Murong Chuchu's words, they were all secretly depressed, how could they be embarrassed to stay longer, and after thanking Murong Chuchu, they hurriedly returned to the sect.

Seeing the disciples of the Qingyuan Sect disappear from view, Murong Chuchu was also about to leave, when an old and kind voice sounded softly:

"The girl doll is really skilled. ”