Xiang Wentian, who was not far away, heard this, flew over and looked at Zhao Mengqi with a dark face.

"What do you mean, that drunkard, will be in danger too?"

"Nine times out of ten!" Zhao Mengqi nodded solemnly.

No matter how high the cultivation is, it can hardly play a big role in the star painting world.

As soon as her words fell, Xiang Wentian's dark face on the opposite side was instantly filled with snickering joy.

"Great, this time the damn drunkard can finally suffer a little."

Xiang Wentian's face could not hide his joy, and he swept away the previous depression.

"Aren't you worried about your master, falling inside?" Lu Ling, who was on the side, saw that Xiang Wentian was not worried and happy, and couldn't help but ask, after all, it was his master.

"If that damn drunkard had died so easily, he wouldn't have survived until now. He's an old monster who has survived the Seven Turns of Thunder! ”

Xiang Wentian replied calmly, revealing a strong sense of pride in his words.

Yes, how could an apprentice who was able to survive the Seven Turns of Thunder Tribulation Peerless Master, not be proud?

Lu Ling pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.

Zhao Mengqi didn't answer, but frowned, and her face was cloudy.

Just then, a figure landed beside them.

"That Zhao Daoyou, Ling ...... Lu Daoyou, have you encountered any trouble? ”

The words with a hint of concern sounded, and it was Zhu Wu who had been driven away by Lu Ling before.

"Zhu Wu?" Lu Ling glanced at Zhu Wu strangely, with a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction in his eyes: "Why are you still here?" ”

"This ...... Aren't I worried that you're in trouble," Zhu Wu touched the back of his head and smiled.

"Even if you run into trouble, you can't solve it," Lu Ling glared at Zhu Wu angrily and said with a little frustration.

Yes, now that their elder Meng Xuelian is trapped inside, they are afraid that they will be sent to death in vain if they enter.

It is even very likely that Wan Changqing, the wine sword immortal who has survived the Seven Turns Thunder Tribulation, will not be able to change the current situation if he enters.

What can a guy who has just stepped into the infancy stage of the Yuan Dynasty help?

Being counted down like this, Zhu Wu's old face couldn't help but turn red, he looked embarrassed, and stood there helplessly.

Also, their Lan Yue Sect's two Transformation God Stage masters are trapped, how much can a little Yuan Infant Monk help him?

However, at this time, Zhao Mengqi, who had an ugly face, raised his head, his eyes fell on Zhu Wu, with a hint of joy in his eyes, and said slowly.

"Perhaps, Master has been saved."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Zhao Mengqi in surprise.

According to the previous statement, even if the strongest person in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, the Wine Sword Immortal, entered it, he might not be able to rescue Meng Xuelian.

And now, Zhao Mengqi looked at Zhu Wu and said that he was saved, how could this not surprise everyone?

Even Zhu Wu looked stunned, pointed to his nose, and looked at Zhao Mengqi in disbelief.

"That...... Zhao Daoyou, when you say you are saved, you mean ......"

Halfway through his words, Zhu Wu suddenly remembered something, and his pupils contracted slightly.

"Is it difficult, Zhao Daoyou, do you want to ask your seniors for help?"

"Well, if it's that senior, maybe I can save Master and them."

Zhao Mengqi nodded lightly, with a hint of resoluteness on her face.

Xiang Wentian, Lu Ling and the others on the side didn't know who the seniors in the words of the two were, and they heard it in a fog.

"Mengqi, you also said just now, the higher the cultivation, the higher the cultivation, it will only intensify the assimilation of the Xingchen painting world, if" Lu Ling looked at Zhao Mengqi with a hesitant expression, and was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"It's okay, if it's the senior, he will definitely be able to save the master."

Zhao Mengqi said confidently.

"Yes, Ling'er, you can rest assured, his predecessor is not only extremely powerful, but also kind-hearted, and he will definitely help rescue your elders."

Zhu Wu, who was on the side, also agreed.

The words of the two made everyone even more confused about the senior in their mouths.

Seeing that Lu Ling was still planning to continue to ask, Zhao Mengqi hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Okay, Senior Sister Lu, this matter will be handed over to me." You stay here and keep waiting, and I'll be back soon. If Master comes out early, let me know. ”

Seeing that Zhao Mengqi's words had come to this, Lu Ling had no choice but to swallow back the doubts in his stomach.

Just as Zhao Mengqi was about to leave, Xiang Wentian stopped her.

"Wait, Zhao Mengqi, can you take me with you?" Xiang Wentian looked at Zhao Mengqi with burning eyes, his face full of anticipation.

From the words of Zhao Mengqi and Zhu Wu, he could feel that the strength of the senior they were talking about was very high.

Most likely, even higher than other masters.

When he thought of such a senior master, who was nearby, how could he not be excited?

Not to mention the fact that just meeting each other is a great opportunity, if he is lucky enough to get some guidance, it is very likely that his bottleneck will be broken.

As soon as he thought of this, Xiang Wentian was excited.

"That's okay," Zhao Mengqi wanted to refuse, but when she thought of Xiang Wentian's master, Wan Changqing, it was very likely that she would enter the Star Painting Realm to save her master.

The words of rejection swirled in her throat, and she finally swallowed it back.

And it shouldn't be anything just to see each other, and I don't think I will mind with the gentle temper of my predecessors.

Of course, for the sake of safety, she should give a good advice on the way, so as not to offend her predecessors without knowing whether this sword idiot knows how to live or die.

"When you get there, don't ask more, don't look too much, seniors don't like others to ask more. If you want to say it, it will tell you, don't ask if you don't want to say it. ”

Along the way, Zhao Mengqi told him again and again, for fear that Xiang Wentian would inadvertently offend the senior.

Who knew that Xiang Wentian had agreed without a match, and he was already looking forward to how high that senior's realm was.

Soon, the two came to the outskirts of Boulder City, and after withdrawing and dispersing, the two appeared at the door of the House of Edge.

"That's it?" Xiang Wentian glanced at Zhao Mengqi beside him suspiciously, quite puzzled.

"Isn't this a store for people, what ...... can it be?"

Who knows, before the words were finished, Xiang Wentian's eyes fell on the signboard at the door of the store, as if he had been struck by lightning, and stayed there motionless.

Zhao Mengqi didn't pay attention to Xiang Wentian's strange appearance at all, when she first came, she probably didn't look much better than Xiang Wentian.

Walking quickly to the door, when Zhao Mengqi reached out and was about to knock on the door, he caught a glimpse of the sign hanging on the door.

"Out of town?"

Zhao Mengqi's face became three points darker than the bottom of the pot, and her expression was unusually solemn.