Gu Qing's calm gaze looked at Concubine Qingying.

Big chance?

This woman has a grudge against him, and she is afraid that she wants to tease him, not to mention that even if there is any chance, it has nothing to do with him at this time.

He had been delayed for more than half a month and had to leave for Yan Kingdom.

"Not interested."

Gu Qing responded coldly.

He bypassed Concubine Qingying and went straight out of this Yunkelai restaurant.

Concubine Qingying's expression froze.

The kind smile on her face retracted, and she stood alone.

Inexplicably lost in her heart, she turned around a little distractedly, trying to find Gu Qing's back, but in the hall on the first floor where Yun Ke came, it was crowded, and Gu Qing had already left.

A hint of resentment spread in her heart.

Is she so annoying that people can't avoid it?

"Senior Sister Qingying, what are you doing here?"

There was a low question.

Concubine Qingying turned her head to look.

Qin Lan, a handsome-looking fellow disciple, was walking slowly towards her direction with the rest of her fellow disciples.

Qin Lan is this person, they Chen Guoyang Gu Sect, one of the most popular inner disciples in the past few years, he has only been in the beginning for ten years, and his cultivation has reached the eleventh level of qi refining.

Concubine Qingying restrained the loss in her heart.

She said lightly: "This doesn't bother Senior Brother Qin." ”

With that, she turned and headed upstairs.

The smile on Qin Lan's handsome face remained unchanged, and after taking a deep look at Concubine Qingying's departing figure, he withdrew his gaze and continued to talk and laugh with the same people around him.

……

Gu Qing walked out of Yunke's arrival and walked around the Xiuzhen Dafang.

The reason why he avoided contact with Concubine Qingying was very simple.

Many times, hatred and love are the same feeling, will hang a person in the heart, until there is an opportunity, it will be reversed, Concubine Qingying This woman has too much contact with him, when she was in the evil cultivation cage of Liuji Mountain, this woman was too close to him, and this bit of resentment at this time is nothing more than the slap he had at the beginning, and it will not be resolved if it can not be resolved.

Once this grudge is resolved, trouble ensues.

If there is love in his life, it is in vain, and it is not what he wants.

After walking a few hundred steps, Gu Qing's figure stopped in front of a shop that sold spiritual weaving products, he groaned slightly and walked into the shop.

In the shop, the circulation of all kinds of glorious spiritual weaving products, will not be big or small shop, lined like a dream, a very plump beauty, dressed in extremely simple clothes, revealing a large piece of snow-white flesh, twisting the waist and swinging hips to meet up.

"What does this guest want?"

The beauty asked softly, looking at Gu Qing with silky eyes.

The figure of his ice muscle and jade bones is looming, the center of his eyebrows is a little crimson, and his smooth cheeks are slightly powdered, without flaws.

Gu Qing's face did not change.

He glanced around the shop a few times.

At this time, in this shop, in addition to Gu Qing, there were several monks who were constantly looking at this beauty with coveted eyes, and the one with the highest cultivation was an old man who looked like he was about to enter the earth, and his realm was enough to refine ten levels of qi.

"Cheaper vestments don't have to have anything special, they just have the characteristics of dust removal and not easy to damage."

Gu Qing looked directly at this beauty and spoke calmly.

This beauty's name is Su Xin, and she has been running this shop for many years.

Hearing this, Su Xin nodded at Gu Qing and led the way in front of her head: "This guest, please come here with the slave family to have a look." ”

Gu Qing followed behind her not far away.

He regarded the beauty and jade body as white bones, and did not move.

"What do you think of these items?"

Su Xin led Gu Qing through a narrow corridor, and when she came to the back of the store, she pointed to a wall and spoke to Gu Qing.

Gu Qing raised his eyes.

On the wall in front of him, there were almost ten pieces of magic robes of various colors, he looked at them a few times, selected a pure black magic robe, spent four hundred lower grade spirit stones, simply purchased two pieces, ignored the beauties who frequently flattered on the side, and left the shop directly.

Outside the store, Gu Qing glanced sideways at the back.

This woman is not simple.

He couldn't sense the specific cultivation of this woman, he could only sense the fluctuation of spiritual power in this woman.

After more than a dozen breaths, Gu Qing left Xiuzhenfang City directly.

He came to the entrance of Xiuzhenfang City, stepped on it, and his body turned into a ball of white light and flew away towards the remnant sun in the distance.

Before returning to the range of the Wind Valley, Gu Qing found a place with dense trees, pressed the light, revealing his figure, he quickly put on a black magic robe, burned the ragged black clothes he had just taken off into ashes with a fire bomb technique, and was about to continue on his way.

A gray bird, flapping its wings and striking at him.

He turned into a cloud of white light, and quietly avoided it.

Just as he swooped down a few feet and was about to rush to the sky, a crisp and tactful voice sounded in his ears.

"Gu Qing, why don't you know how to salute when you see your ancestor!"

The voice sounded abruptly, and Gu Qing's body stiffened.

Gu Qing looked back and looked at the gray bird that landed on a branch with a humanized dissatisfaction in the big eyes of the bean.

"Master?"

Suspicious, he tried to send a message to the gray bird.

"Hmph." The gray bird raised its neck, twisted its tail with a few feathers, snorted crisply, and then flew to Gu Qing's shoulder, smacked twice with its claws, the bird's beak moved slightly, and the crisp sound sounded in Gu Qing's ears again, "Your ancestor and I will follow you in the future." ”

Gu Qing's expression was a little strange.

He thought for a while, sacrificed the bell magic weapon, and released the dragon's spine goshawk, as soon as the silly eagle came out of the bell magic weapon, it chirped and fluttered its wings, and the dust around it was flying in an instant.

Gu Qing flashed over to the eagle's back and sat cross-legged.

His gaze looked over his shoulder, and at this moment the beak of the bird moved slightly, as if it was a small gray bird that was transmitting a sound to the dragon's spine goshawk.

The dark yellow vertical pupils of the dragon's spine goshawk flashed with confusion.

Originally, the owner finally let it out once, and it was about to flutter its wings and churn, but as the voice sounded in its ears, it couldn't help but comply, and the impulse of Sahuan in its heart faded away, and it flew into the air very smoothly.

While Gu Qing was looking at the gray bird, the gray bird was also looking at Gu Qing.

It wasn't until two hours later that the Dragonspine Goshawk flew out of the Windward Valley boundary and landed in front of the sandstorm layer of the yellow sand.

"Dare to ask this ancestor, why do you want to follow me?"

Gu Qing was the first to ask.

"Ancestral Order."

The gray bird's beak moves slightly.

"Ancestor's Order?" Gu Qing's brows furrowed slightly, the only one in the Xianhe Sect who could be called an ancestor was that old monster.

The gray bird glanced at Gu Qing, and its eyes flashed with disdain, and then the pointed beak of the bird trembled slightly: "Don't worry, the old lady is the spirit animal of the town sect of the Xianhe faction, and in the future, the old lady will cover you, and you will be guaranteed to walk sideways in the door, by the way, the old lady has always been low-key, in the future, Gu boy, you can call the old lady Hongling, you don't have to call the ancestor all the time." ”

Gu Qing's expression was even more strange.

He looked at the vast sand curtain in front of him, took out the bell magic weapon to put away the dragon's spine goshawk, reached out quietly, took Hongling off his shoulder, and threw it to the side fiercely.

Hongling's eyes were stunned for a moment, and the whole bird happened to be thrown into a tree hole above the wind-soaked tree trunk on the side.

Gu Qing's figure had turned into a ball of white light and escaped into the vast sand.

……

"Whether this bird's words are believed or not, I can't let it follow me." Gu Qing took out a yellow wind talisman from the space of the stone tablet, and after urging it, he slapped it on his chest, and the white light suddenly turned into a dark yellow color, and suddenly escaped thousands of zhang.

He flew away like a sandstorm in the sandstorm layer, and he couldn't see the sand dunes even after the slightest bit of greenery, and this time in the hundreds of miles of sandstorm layers outside the Wind Valley, the situation was so bad that it was worse than the yellow sand in the summer in Tianbei County.

In this sandstorm layer, there are no ordinary beings.

Not to mention ordinary people, even some first-order demon beasts, they can't survive in this sandstorm layer hundreds of miles thick, only a small number of special first-order demon beasts, and second-order demon beasts can survive in this sandstorm layer hundreds of miles thick.

These hundreds of miles of sandstorm layer, which is also one of the training sites of the three immortal sect disciples in Huifeng Valley, is divided into three areas.

In the first area, there was almost no demon beast activity, and it was also the part where the cultivators walked in and out of the Wind Valley, and the route that Gu Qing took under his eyes naturally belonged to this area.

The second area is the area where some special first-order demon beasts are active, and the third area is the territory of second-order demon beasts.

The hundreds of miles of sandstorm layer in Huifeng Valley enclose the entire Huifeng Valley in it, because of the underground spiritual veins in Huifeng Valley, the aura in this sandstorm layer is much richer than the outside world, but it is also more violent.

At this time, Gu Qingfei's figure suddenly stagnated.

He looked at the yellow sand rushing in front of him, and captured the bloody qi in the yellow sand with his divine sense, and under the brilliance of the yellow wind talisman, his expression was a little more surprised.

Xue Hua's sword was unsheathed, he lowered his body, galloped forward at a faster speed, and half a breath passed, and two figures of confrontation appeared in front of him.

More than half of the people lying on the ground who were buried by the wind and sand were one of the three similar-looking juniors who returned from Huaining County at the beginning, on the mountain cloud boat of the Xiang family, he had met with this person when he first arrived at the Foreign Affairs Peak, but unfortunately now that he saw him again, this person has been upgraded and cut off.

The two figures facing each other, one was a young man with a slightly wooden face, who was cultivating to the fifth layer of Qi refining, his face was full of killing intent, and his eyes were full of bloodshots.

The person opposite him was covered in a black robe, his face could not be seen clearly, and he was cultivated to be in the seventh layer of Qi refining, a blood-colored furrow on his chest, and above the figure he was standing, his chest was already undulating.

This seventh-layer black robe cultivator of Qi refining is dead.

There were a few dim spiritual artifacts scattered around.

Gu Qing's arrival attracted the attention of the young man.

"Senior Brother Gu......"

The young man's pupils shrank, and he exclaimed in a low voice.

Gu Qing keenly felt that the young man in front of him had a trace of killing intent towards him, and he looked like he was smiling, and put the unsheathed Xuehua Sword into the scabbard.

His gaze seemed to inadvertently glance at the sand curtain behind him.

Several black-clothed figures who had just arrived here, after discovering Gu Qing's existence, were shocked, retreated quickly, and disappeared into Gu Qing's induction in the blink of an eye.

The wooden young man breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes were firmly fixed on Gu Qing, his body was tense, and he said, "Thank you Senior Brother Gu for rescuing, Zhou Lian is grateful." ”

Gu Qing put the Xuehua sword back into its sheath and glanced at several magic weapons on the ground.

Mu Ne's young man Zhou Lian's body tightened.

"Senior Brother Gu might as well take whatever he likes, even if he takes them all, he will never complain." Zhou Lian spoke.

Gu Qing's gaze was fixed on the young man.

"No need, Senior Brother Zhou Lian should clean up quickly, Gu still has important matters, so he will stay soon." He dropped a sentence, and his figure had turned into a dark yellow light, disappearing in front of Zhou Lian's eyes, and Zhou Lian's tense figure slowly relaxed.

Raising his eyes to look at the direction where Gu Qing had left, Zhou Lian was silent.

After half a breath, Zhou Lian lowered his head.

He first collected the remains of his senior brother who had been buried more than half by the wind and sand on the ground, then put away the magic weapons scattered on the ground in turn, and then took a few steps forward to kick down the black-robed man who was standing and died, and searched his body, and finally cleaned up the scene in an orderly manner, pasted a few divine talismans on his chest, and flew away in the direction that slightly deviated from the direction where Gu Qing left.