Xiao Xian'e promised to send a set of immortal clothes to Meng Qinghe, and bring them over when she delivered the meal tomorrow.

Meng Qinghe didn't eat dinner, and he didn't have any taste of the elixir and jade dew in this fairy world.

Xiao Xian'e packed up yesterday's food box, lifted the cloud silk on the glass lamp, and when the room was bright, she left lightly with the food box.

Walking to the door, the kind-hearted little Xian'e couldn't help but turn around, and said to Meng Qinghe, who was standing by the window: "It's windy by the window, Miss Meng is injured, and she is careful to get cold." ”

"Since ancient times, immortals and demons have been incompatible, and your kindness will harm yourself sooner or later."

Xiao Xian'e shook her head: "I'm just a little fairy grass on the shore of the Cloud Mirror Lake of the Spirit Butterfly Cliff, I don't understand the grievances you said." ”

"Is this immortal in the fairy realm even inferior to a piece of grass?"

Xiao Xian'e was anxious: "Oh, don't say that, the grass and trees have no heart, we have to become immortals by chance, all perceptions are learned from others, how can we be stronger than them?" ”

Meng Qinghe became a little interested in this grass, turned his head and asked, "Who did you learn from?" ”

How many taels of conscience can you still pick up in the fairy world?

The wind blowing in from the window is cool and fluttering, and the little fairy is transformed by fairy grass, and the evening breeze in the early autumn of this fairy world blows on the body, and you can still feel a little coolness.

"I said that you don't know each other, it's not early, you should rest early."

Seeing Xiao Xian'e stepping out of the threshold, Meng Qinghe asked again, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Qingwu."

Meng Qing and his head turned his head when he saw her close the door.

Ye Jibai didn't lie to her, this Wind Stopping Pavilion is indeed suitable for watching the stars.

She had never seen the stars when she was a child, and every time Meng Kan told her stories about the world, she would tell about the starry sky.

Meng Kan was originally an emperor star, although he didn't like the fairy world, he loved these stars very much.

Now that Meng Qinghe was standing on top of the Immortal Mountain Qiong Tower and looking at the stars, she suddenly missed the red moon in the Demon Realm.

There is only one moon in the sky of the Demon Realm, and it is lonely.

But because of this, the red moon is the only one in the sky, and it is not mixed with any impurities.

The starry sky here is so beautiful that you don't know where to look, every place is beautiful, and every place makes people can't take their eyes off it.

What doesn't belong to her, she shouldn't think.

Meng Qinghe closed her eyes, she hadn't returned to the Demon Realm for a long time.

Qingwu had just walked into the courtyard when she suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing overhead, and when she looked up, she saw a white cloud falling from the sky.

"Ahh

Qingwu was so frightened that her legs became weak, and the food box in her hand fell to the ground and rolled several times.

Meng Qinghe landed suddenly and patted Qingwu's shoulder, "Where is the gate?" ”

"No, it's not...... Do you really want to run away? ”

Meng Qinghe nodded, "Do you think the demons in the Demon Tower want to escape?" ”

"Naturally, who wants to be locked up?"

"So I want to get out of here, what's the problem?"

Qingwu shook her head, "No problem, it's reasonable, go out from the Moon Cave Gate and turn left and pass through a corridor...... I arrived at the gate of the Yuelan Immortal Mansion. ”

"Thank you." Meng Qinghe smiled at her, "What are the big lakes and rivers in this fairy world?" ”

"That's a lot."

"What's the closest to Mokite Mountain?"

Qingwu became vigilant, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Playing in the water, do you want to join us?"

Qingwu disdainfully: "I see that you are playing with fire, don't ask me, they told me, no matter what you ask, I can't tell you." ”

Meng Qinghe glanced at the overturned food box on the ground, "Then let me ask you, what is the name of these foods, will you answer?" ”

Qingwu covered her mouth and smiled, squatting down to pack up the food box, "This is not something that cannot be said, this cup is Biling Spring, this bowl is the Eight Treasure Lotus Seed Soup of Xiwu Mountain, this ......"

"What can't be said?"

"You can't ...... about the place where the candle dragon is being held," Qingwu blurted out, his mind still before he could react.

Meng Qinghe took advantage of the situation and asked, "Where is the candle dragon imprisoned?" ”

"Candle Dragon is being held in ...... Can't say. Qingwu reacted and quickly covered her mouth.

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Chapter 105: I Think You're Playing with Fire

Meng Qinghe also squatted down, and Qingwu moved back, "I really can't say this, even if you kill me, I can't say it." ”

Meng Qinghe's eyes were slightly cold, "Since it's something that can't be said, why don't you lock the candle dragon in a place that no one knows?" ”

Why don't you even hide a little fairy grass?

"On the day of the ascension of the Immortal Venerable, all the immortals in the immortal world looked at it, don't you know, there has never been such a big movement when a fallen immortal returned to the immortal position."

Qingwu thought about what he could say, and continued: "At that time, Xianzun was holding a woman in his hand, oh, it's you, stepping on the candle dragon under his feet, and came into the air, that scene, tsk...... scared a lot of little fairies. ”

Qingwu filtered out what he could say in his mind, "By the way, at that time, even the Emperor of Heaven personally came to welcome the return of the Immortal Venerable, you said that such a big dragon should be locked up, and he could still hide it from so many Immortal Families present?" And there's nothing to hide about this, Xianzun just won't let us tell you. ”

Are you angry?

Meng Qinghe took a deep breath, "I won't kill you, nor will I force you to answer where Candle Dragon is locked up, I just want to know ...... Candle Dragon eats and drinks every day."

"You don't need to worry about this, there is such a dragon in the world, they will not abuse it, but on the day of the ascension of the Immortal Venerable, I hid behind the cloud and looked at it as if it was not very energetic, I wonder if it is sick?"

Meng Qinghe has a bottom in his heart, He Shufan is still alive, and this is enough.

"He's sick and dying, and I wish I could see him one last time." Meng Qinghe got up and walked towards the Moon Cave Gate.

Qingwu couldn't bear it, bit her lip, and persuaded her, "You can only walk to the gate at most, why bother?" ”

Meng Qinghe had already passed through the Moon Cave Gate, "I eat and drink here for nothing, and it is also appropriate to go to the gate to greet Immortal Venerable." ”

She has her own considerations, and the Thousand Silk Array can't trap her, which Ye Jibai knows in his heart that this formation is just the last shackle, once Meng Qinghe touches it, he will know it immediately.

If he knew that Meng Qinghe was leaving, would he rush back?

Or don't ask?

Meng Qinghe wished he would come back and explain the matter of the keel clearly.

And if he didn't come back, wouldn't Meng Qinghe just in time to find He Shufan's whereabouts?

It's better than waiting in this cage-like Wind Stopping Pavilion.

Here, she is alone, and her news is closed.

And she was eager to know the news of He Shufan.

According to the route given by Qingwu, Meng Qinghe quickly touched under the outer wall of Yuelan Immortal Mansion, she didn't even bother to walk through the gate, and went directly over the wall.

Under the starlight, the clouds and mist of Moyuan Mountain were ethereal, and at the moment when Meng Qinghe climbed out of the courtyard wall, the silent mountain forest seemed to have the sound of the wind whining, the clouds were surging, and the spiritual fire on the mountain road appeared and disappeared from time to time, and finally there was no light. Error-free updates @

Meng Qinghe waited against the courtyard wall for a while, but did not wait for Ye Jibai.

Her patience is already short, and three days is the limit.

Meng Qinghe pulled a weed from the corner of the wall, curled his hair up indiscriminately, and disappeared into the vast clouds and mist.

Chapter 105: I Think You're Playing with Fire