White smoke curls, and from a distance, it looks like a fairyland on earth.

Qingluan rode a horse and closed his eyes slightly, countless heavenly spider silks had already flown out when he stepped on the bridge, staying in various corners that he couldn't see clearly, simulating the surrounding environment into Qingluan's mind.

On the opposite side is a small island in the bay.

The grass is thick, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.

It was quiet, no sound from people and no animal sounds.

Qingluan opened his eyes and exhaled, "A fierce battle." ”

"How many forces have entered Shumeng Bay?" The white pigeon was a little surprised, why were they so fast?

"Yes, people have spirit stones." Qingluan pursed her mouth, rich and capricious.

Even the mounts are superior, where is the horse like theirs compared?

"Do you have any good countermeasures?" The white pigeon frowned, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

It was the first time she had encountered such a mission that was the enemy of the whole world.

Qingluan also frowned and lowered his voice: "Are they here for black and white impermanence?" ”

"Black and white impermanence?" The white pigeon was stunned, although he didn't understand why Qingluan asked them, he shook his head slightly, "I don't know very well, they know something about my pigeons, and I can't detect it if I take serious precautions." ”

"What's wrong?" White Dove asked.

"Gotta find a way to lure them out." Qingluan touched her chin, thoughtful.

The white pigeon frowned, as if he didn't understand what Qingluan meant.

"Oh, if their demon clan is here, those forces in the cultivation realm will definitely join forces with us first." Qingluan had no choice but to explain again.

"That's right!" The white dove's eyes lit up.

Where would those old guys in the cultivation realm let the demons pick up the cheap.

"Then I'll send some more pigeons to investigate." The white dove raised its hand happily, and countless white dots flew into the clouds.

Transform into white doves with wings spread.

A long bridge crossing.

Finally, after the last journey of white fog, there was a light in front of me.

It seems to pass through the transparent and light ripples in the water, passing through another world. As far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of green grass, and there is no end to the green.

As soon as they pulled the reins, they stopped their horses.

"Got to the place?" Shen Yanmei poked her head out of the car curiously, she didn't dare to look at the scenery of crossing the bridge just now, but now she can finally take a look at the scenery outside, "Wow, it's a grassland?!" ”

When Su Jiuyue and the others heard Shen Yanmei's voice, they couldn't help but look at it curiously.

As far as the eye can see, the grass is boundless.

There are no mountains and no water.

Qingluan jumped off the horse and squatted down slightly.

With a slight finger slicing the grass, several strands of spider silk slowly emerged, following the grass into the soil below.

After doing all this, she stood up and said, "Let's go, let's move on." ”

"Where are you going?" Shen Yanmei and the others also got out of the car, looking confused.

"Go to Lexian's hometown." Qingluan glanced at them with a smile.

“？？”

Ignoring the doubts of several people, Qingluan gestured towards the paper kite and the white pigeon, and walked towards Su Jiuyue quietly, countless heavenly spider silks quietly wrapped around her body, not too close, so that she didn't feel it at all.

The robe flies lightly and is peerless.

Wei Shengliang gently pulled out the soft long sword, and his blue eyes were as light as jade, without a trace of waves.

"Now that you're here, you might as well fight."

The breeze blows silently.

Qingluan tilted his head back, and the real person in the cold night had already come out of the carriage.

The snow-white satin is almost dragged to the ground, not stained with a trace of dust, he is still wearing the fox fur, his posture is elegant and calm, revealing the innate elegance and extraordinary, cold as Hua, like a fairy out of the dust.

Even the wind is Cen and the index finger shaking the feather fan is slightly swept away.

The deep eyes as black as obsidian, although they were smiling, they already brought a bit of solemnity.