Chase

The autumn rain is like silk, thin and dense, faintly revealing a biting cold.

The skirt and hair were basically wet from the rain, but she didn't care, and with her memory, Jiang Wanqing stopped in a dilapidated courtyard.

Jiang Wanqing knew that this courtyard side garden could lead to the back mountain of the Jiang family, so she planned to escape from there and ascend to heaven.

As for leaving the Jiang family openly, it is not advisable at all, and her departure from the house during this extraordinary period will inevitably arouse the suspicion of the Mu family.

Drenched in the cold autumn rain and internal injuries, she was about to die, but fortunately, when the heavens favored Shan Linggen to be dug up, she could cultivate because of the blessing of misfortune.

Generally, if you want to cultivate, you must awaken the spirit root through the spirit measuring stone, and over the years, the vicious Mu clan has already discovered the rare wind spirit root of the original owner, and it is not until today that he finally practiced the spirit snatching Dafa.

The Mu family, who has a conspiracy, will naturally not let the original owner test the spirit, and although the original owner is timid and weak, he still has the heart to become stronger, and those lowest-level exercises have basically been memorized.

Jiang Wanqing, who entered the room, first sat cross-legged, concentrating on the chaotic aura in her body while concentrating, and used a stick of incense to temporarily stabilize the aura that wanted to scatter.

I used a bath-like body bathing technique to clear my discomfort, and then crossed the remote garden to the back mountain.

On the other side, Xia He was extremely reluctant to come back with the maid in the second lady's mansion holding the hot porridge, and the news of Jiang Wanqing's escape soon reached Mu's ears.

"What, you said she wasn't in the house?" A dark light flashed in Mu's eyes, and he couldn't help but start thinking about the purpose of Jiang Wanqing's departure.

"Yes, I also noticed that the third young lady has behaved like a ...... since the spiritual root was taken away Changed a person. ”

Xia He's words with unclear hatred couldn't help but make the Mu family on the throne more suspicious.

At this time, someone suddenly reported that the door leading to the back mountain had been moved, and the third lady was probably planning to escape from the back mountain.

"Ying'er, your genius sister was seriously injured that day but still fled in the rain, what kind of logic do you say this is?"

Mu Shi turned his head to look at Jiang Wanying, and there was only love and doting in his eyes, but in the next moment, he stared at the attendants below and only cold and cruel in his eyes.

"Go and get her back, you want to see people alive, and corpses when you die!"

Mu was sure that Jiang Wanqing must have known some secret, or possessed some treasure.

Run, see where you can run a waste that can't cultivate.

You were born by your vixen who couldn't get on the stage, and you have been her daughter's foil since birth!

"I don't dare to guess what Sister Qing thinks, but it should have her own reasons." Jiang Wanying, who was hidden in the shadows, was playing with the newly arrived delicate hairpin, and the soft tail note was slightly raised, which showed that she was in a good mood after seizing Jiang Wanqing's spiritual root.

But at that time, she didn't know that her cowardly sister had a double spirit root.

Jiangjia back mountain

Jiang Wanqing walked and stopped, and practiced while walking.

With the dual spirit roots, even if the spirit roots were taken away, her own talent would not be much worse, coupled with the low-level exercises she was once familiar with, it didn't take long for her to break through to the third level of qi cultivation one after another.

You can use the technique of swallowing, which greatly increases speed, and this most common low-level exercise is almost a household name and is well known to everyone.

Jiang Wanqing, who had just learned the technique of being like a swallow, operated her spiritual power, feeling that her whole body was as light as a swallow, and the scene was changing rapidly in front of her eyes, and she didn't need to spend a trace of energy.

In the dense rain, only a petite afterimage was left.

The magical fun of immortal magic made Jiang Wanqing's heavy mood relax slightly, and what she didn't know was that in a place other than what she perceived, the menacing group had accurately locked her position.