On this day, Mu Canghai, who was like a clay statue, suddenly opened his eyes, and he looked at the deep path that he had seen countless times, and his face showed joy, because at this moment, a familiar figure in white clothes finally appeared there.

But seeing Zimo now, Mu Canghai's expression was slightly stunned, he always felt that Zimo at this moment had a vicissitudes on his body, as if he had experienced a reincarnation.

"How?"

As soon as Mu Canghai spoke, the whole person had already appeared in front of Zimo.

Zimo raised his head to look at the somewhat gray sky, then exhaled a long breath of turbidity, and then his eyes were closed, and it took a full dozen breaths before he opened them again.

"It's nothing, let's go."

At this moment, Zimo's sense of vicissitudes on his body seemed to disappear as he opened his eyes again, and was replaced by the noble and indifferent young master of the Tianhu clan before.

Mu Canghai is not an eventful person, since Zimo is reluctant to say more, he didn't ask much, just looked at the figure walking in front of him, and lost his mind for a moment.

"It's made Senior Mu wait for a long time, what has happened these days?"

Zimo took a few steps, his figure was stunned, and asked casually.

"It's nothing, I've been meditating here for the past year, but Na Qingfeng has come a few times, and I saw that you didn't come out and left."

Mu Canghai didn't know what Zimo had experienced inside, and took it for granted that it had been a year since Zimo knew.

"He has a heart."

Zimo laughed at this.

But his heart moved, he didn't expect that he would be delayed in it for a year, but fortunately it was only a year, otherwise he would really delay the business.

"Since this is the case, Senior Mu, let's leave for Sky Fox City immediately."

Stretching his waist, Zimo looked forward to Tianhu City more and more, he didn't know what he would encounter there to excite him, it wouldn't be smooth sailing, otherwise, Dugu's predecessor wouldn't have been so troublesome, and let Mu Canghai go with him.

"Well, that's fine."

Mu Canghai nodded, and was about to fly up, but his brows furrowed slightly.

This subtle movement was keenly captured by Zimo, and he opened his mouth to ask, "Senior Mu, is there anything left undone?" ”

"Naturally not, it's just that my divine sense senses that Qingfeng is coming again, and I think I'm looking for you, the young master of the Sky Fox."

The corners of Mu Canghai's mouth were playful, and he laughed at Zimo.

"I promised before that after I came out, maybe I would give them some benefits to the Qing family, but I am short of time, and this matter can only be said after returning from Sky Fox City, can't this Qingfeng wait to ask for benefits?"

Zimo put up his hands, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Mu Canghai also smiled when he heard Zimo's words, although he sensed Qingfeng's breath from a long distance just now, Qingfeng's breath was a little vague and disordered, and he didn't know what was going on.

"In that case, we will wait for him here, and we won't delay much time left and right, to see if he will open his mouth to ask me for benefits, if you want some magic weapons, you can satisfy him."

Zimo's figure flashed, and he landed on a big tree not far away, looking in the direction they came from before.

Anyway, although it was luck that he was able to get the Sword of Death and Life this time, Qingfeng also had more or less credit, and if he asked for some benefits, he was not a stingy person.

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And when this person entered the formation, it was rare to worry about his own safety, which was the reason why Zimo was willing to wait for him, although this person was oily and smooth, but it was not so bad after all.

After a cup of tea, Zimo's divine sense also sensed Qingfeng's breath, and also sensed the disorder of his breath.

After Qingfeng came here, he first habitually raised his head to look at the place where Mu Canghai was, but this time he didn't see the servant's figure.

"Alas, the old man has already left, and the young master should also leave."

Qingfeng sighed lightly, his face was full of gloom, but he seemed to be a little unwilling, and stood there waiting for a full cup of tea, and there was still endless silence in his eyes, not to mention a person, not even an animal.

"That's fine, at least the young master didn't fall into it."

Qingfeng comforted himself, then turned and left, one step at a time on the way away, expecting a miracle to happen.

"Alas!"

Thinking of what he was going to face next, Qingfeng sighed heavily, his mood was very heavy, and he lowered his head as if he had lost his soul.

"Qingfeng, why haven't you seen you for a year, and you have become so sighing, this is not what the Qing family's great offering should look like!"

A cold voice came, but there was a hint of a smile in his words.

Qingfeng, who was still a little depressed, heard this sentence as if he heard the sound of heaven, and his pale face squeezed out a smile the moment he raised his head, "It's not a small year that I haven't seen the young master, I miss it too much!" ”

Hearing Qingfeng's cheeky words, Zimo also shuddered, and scolded with a smile, "Don't talk about those useless things, what is the matter with Young Master Ben?" ”

"It's okay, it's okay, I just want to say goodbye to the young master, I think the young master is leaving, and the little one is coming to have a look."

The corners of Qingfeng's mouth twitched very obviously, and then the smile on his face remained undiminished.

"Really?"

Zimo obviously didn't believe it, and asked very suspiciously.

"Well, that's true."

Qingfeng didn't know whether he was excited or if he was running too fast when he came just now, and a few drops of sweat were dripping down.

Zimo saw that Qingfeng's face was a little wrong, and said in a deep voice, "Why is your aura so disordered?" ”

"Maybe the small road is flying too fast, consuming too much physical strength, and when you are older, you are not younger and more vigorous than the young master, thank you for your concern."

Hearing Zimo's words, Qingfeng smiled, and habitually wanted to raise his hand to hold his fist at Zimo, but he only raised one hand, as if he thought of something, and put it down again.

Zimo's eyes froze, looked at Qingfeng's left hand, and found that his left hand was not exposed in his drooping sleeve, and it was a little light, he frowned slightly, and grabbed Qingfeng's left hand like lightning, Qingfeng saw this and wanted to retreat.

Although his cultivation is a small realm higher than Zimo's, his actual combat power is far from the same, so how can his dodge speed be compared to Zimo's speed.

Zimo grabbed Qingfeng's left sleeve with one hand, and found that it was empty, he immediately understood what was going on, and said in a cold voice, "What's going on?" ”

"Young master, little one... The little one was just accidentally bitten off by a beast and broke an arm, not in the way, not in the way, young master, don't say it, one arm is missing, my body is much lighter, and even the flight speed has increased. ”

Qingfeng shook his empty sleeves, trying to make his tone seem very relaxed, but his flick was obviously affecting the injury, and his body was trembling slightly.

"Sunny

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Feng, Shaoben lied in front of Young Master Ben and told the truth. ”

Zimo's eyes widened, and he said undoubtedly.

"Young master, don't be angry, the little one is saying, yes... It was cut down. ”

Qingfeng seemed to have lost all his defenses for a moment, lowered his head, and his eyes were red.

"Who?"

"It's the grandson of the Great Elder, Qing'er."

Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said, after saying this, he suddenly knelt down directly with a plop, his face was full of pleading, "If you can, I hope the young master will save my daughter, I Qingfeng can't repay me." ”

"Take these pills first, and then tell me in detail before it's too late."

Zimo waved his hand and threw out a few pills and landed in Qingfeng's right hand.

Qingfeng didn't look at it, grabbed the pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and then told the story of what had happened in the past year one by one.

An hour later, Qingfeng's pale face was much better, and he slowly spoke, "That Qing'er saw that I didn't agree to marry my daughter to him, so he asked me to take me down, cut off one of my arms as punishment, and said that he must give him a satisfactory answer today, otherwise..."

"How else?"

A cold glint flashed in Zimo's eyes, and he spoke.

Unexpectedly, because of himself, Qingfeng couldn't gain a foothold in the Qing family, and he lost an arm, and his heart was full of guilt.

For monks, the loss of an arm is similar to the loss of half a life, and fighting with people will also suffer, not to mention that many secret methods and magic weapons need to be controlled and cast with both hands.

"Otherwise, my second arm will be cut off until I agree, and he also said that he wants to see how many arms I have that can be broken, if I Qingfeng is really so backbone, he will send someone to my daughter's retreat to take her out, he doesn't care if it will affect my daughter's cultivation path."

Qingfeng said this, and looked at Zimo's cold face, "Young Master, it's nothing if the little one has a broken arm, I don't care, I just hope that the young master can save my daughter, she is still young, I don't want to cut off her future because of me." ”

"Qingfeng, I think there's one thing you're mistaken."

Zimo flicked his sleeves and looked in the direction of the Qing family, his originally handsome face looked even more bewitching and trembling because of the cold color.

"It's... It's a small one who thinks too much, and the young master's status is definitely too much, no... There is no need to delay the young master's big things for my little things. ”

Qing Feng's originally improved face turned pale as paper in an instant, this is already his last hope, if the young master in front of him does not agree, he is really at the end of his rope, thinking of this, Qing Feng's heart is filled with endless bitterness and sorrow.

"Qingfeng, don't lead the way yet!"

Zimo didn't seem to hear Qingfeng's words, his murderous aura was like substance, and a flying sword flew out of his body and landed at his feet.

"What... What? ”

Qingfeng thought that he had misheard, and said in disbelief.

Zimo didn't look back, and then said a sentence that Qingfeng couldn't forget in his life.

"Break your arm, you can bear this matter, I can't bear it!"

In an instant, the grievances and depression in Qingfeng's heart turned into two lines of hot tears, but the not tall white-clothed figure in front of him was forever imprinted in his memory.

"You can bear it, I can't bear it!"

In the years that followed, this sentence was often repeated by Qingfeng, and he felt that no one in the world could say such domineering words except for the young master.

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