Wan Huaiqing smiled like a flower, and while helping Zhang Qiang tie the rope, he said: "You didn't work hard in vain, these ropes are tied to the bamboo raft, and the drunkard will think of you when he rides the bamboo raft, and he will not forget your merits!"

"That's right, I won't forget you!" Xie Wenxuan patted the bamboo raft, felt that it was very tight, and said with a smile.

"Of course, if the rope falls apart and the raft disintegrates under the soaking of the water, the drunkard will not forget that it was you who rubbed the rope!" Wan Huaiqing laughed: "Because in that case, he has to swim back from the water?

Xie Wenxuan almost choked on the drink, coughed a few times, and changed color: "This can't be a joke, I don't know how to swim!"

"So, my nails are more useful, and when Zhang Qiang's rope is loosened, the drunkard will only remember that I nailed these nails!

Taking advantage of Wan Huaiqing's unpreparedness, Zhang Qiang snatched a long nail, pushed it out with one palm, and directly nailed the nail to the most central plank, and said with a smile: "Hehe, it's okay, the most critical nail, but I nailed it with my own hands!"

While speaking, he smiled provocatively at Wan Huaiqing, showing a little smugness, but Wan Huaiqing smiled, looked at Xie Wenxuan and said, "It's good now! Drunkard, when the raft leaks, don't forget this nail that Zhang Qiang personally nailed!"

"Don't joke with my life! I will never forget anyone's kindness, and there must be no problem with this raft! There will be no drunkards in the future. Only drowned ghosts!" Xie Wenxuan said with a smile.

"Don't be afraid! Even if the raft falls apart, you won't be able to drown!" Wan Huaiqing stared at Xie Wenxuan's waist and said with a smile: "Isn't there a big wine pot that saves your life?"

Xie Wenxuan's expression moved, and he said, "Yes, when it comes to the water, its effect will be great!"

"Of course, pour out the wine in the pot, you will definitely not sink it if you hold it!" Wan Huaiqing smiled.

"Pour out the wine, what are you kidding!Then I'd rather be drowned!" Xie Wenxuan hugged the wine jug tightly. It looks very precious.

Zhang Qiang inspected the nails one by one and said, "Absolutely firm, there will be no problem." Sister Qing, you come and check. ”

Wan Huaiqing stopped laughing, carefully checked every spike, and then turned the raft over, not letting go of every place.

"The craftsmanship is good, this raft will definitely not sink!" Wan Huaiqing clapped his hands and said, "Zhang Qiang, I think we can live by the water in the future." It's fun to help people build a raft for a living!"

"It's a good idea!" Zhang Qiang smiled. Said: "One day when we break through to sanctification, or break through the sky and fly to the upper realm, we will choose a seaside and run a bamboo raft business." Wenxuan Daoyou, are you interested in coming together?"

Xie Wenxuan shrugged his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Okay!

The three of them knew in their hearts that they would say goodbye here, so they did not know whether they were alive or dead, and said some happy words, without mentioning the dangers they were about to face.

Pushing the raft into the water, seeing that the raft was stable, Zhang Qiang smiled and said: "The raft is good or not, you can see it as soon as you get out of the water, look at this stable appearance, you can know that our craftsmanship is very good!"

Wan Huaiqing took out another wine jug from the storage bag on his waist, handed it to Xie Wenxuan, and said, "Although Zhilu Dao has prepared enough for you, but to prevent you from being greedy for a cup, I have prepared an extra one, and I will give it to you now, I hope you don't have too much!"

"Not much, definitely not too much!" Xie Wenxuan's eyes were full of joy.

"If you find a mimosa, try to give us a message!" Zhang Qiang admonished.

"Don't worry! After the Moon Demon Island, no matter whether I succeed or fail, I will try to go to the Demon Realm to find you! Zhang Qiaobi and Qian Xiaoqian are also my friends Xie Wenxuan!" Xie Wenxuan patted his chest heroically, and suddenly thought that if the Moon Demon Island couldn't find the mimosa, Murong Xue would not be able to save it, and his heart suddenly darkened.

"I hope I don't have to kill her with my own hands!" Thinking of this, Xie Wenxuan let out a long sigh, and his slightly hoarse voice revealed an indescribable loneliness and melancholy.

Zhang Qiang patted Xie Wenxuan's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Murong Xueji has her own natural appearance, and with your friend, I think she will be very happy!"

The three were silent.

After a stick of incense, Xie Wenxuan raised his head and drank the wine, squeezed out a smile and said: "The hour is almost over, don't pass it here, we can expect it later!"

"That's right!" Zhang Qiang and Wan Huaiqing nodded, looking forward to meeting again in their hearts.

But the Demon Realm is full of dangers, even if the two of them break into it, is it possible for them to come back alive?

Xie Wenxuan stood on the raft and looked into the distance, as if he had traveled thousands of miles and saw the mysterious Moon Demon Island.

First put the wine jug on the raft, and then reached out to take off the iron sword on his back and put it against the wine jug, Xie Wenxuan waved goodbye to Zhang Qiang and Wan Huaiqing: "We all have to live well!"

Zhang Qiang and Wan Huaiqing said in unison: "That's right, we all have to live well!"

The path of cultivation is the loneliest, even if you have a best friend, and it is impossible to be with you for life.

It's okay to do your best for your friends, but even if your friends are gone one day, they still need to keep going on this path.

It's just that when I think of these friends one day in the future, I will inevitably feel ups and downs, and my thoughts will be unforgettable.

Xie Wenxuan turned around and sat down.

In addition to the raft under his feet, he was accompanied only by an iron sword and a pot of wine.

"At least, I still have Sister Qing by my side!" Zhang Qiang sighed in his heart, and said to Wan Huaiqing: "Sister Qing, thank you very much!"

Wan Huaiqing understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "I want to thank you!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, looked at Xie Wenxuan, and watched the raft drift farther and farther.

At this time, the green mountains and white clouds retreated behind Xie Wenxuan, and a group of geese flew south together, his figure gradually blended into the water and sky, the indescribable loneliness, the indescribable sorrow, it can be said:

green mountains and white clouds flow backwards,

The geese fly south and enjoy worry-free.

The blue shadow does not know the way,

The sword asked why he was worried about the turbid wine.

It wasn't until many years later that the Wine Sword Immortal Xie Wenxuan used an iron sword to shock the immortal realm. Many people tell his story. will not forget him to save his friends. Break into this section of Moon Demon Island alone.

......

After bidding farewell to Xie Wenxuan, Zhang Qiang and Wan Huaiqing did not choose the route of Yunjia Mountain, but rushed back to the Guilong Sect along the edge of the deep forest of demon beasts.

Unlike the heroic laughter of the three of them, the two rarely spoke, and their hearts were heavy.

Zhang Qiaobi and Qian Xiaoqian's life and death are unknown, they first want to tell Long Thirteen about the matter, and then beg Long Thirteen to guide them to the way to break into the demon realm.

A few more days passed. With the assistance of the elixir, Wan Huaiqing had already cultivated to the fullest, and the two of them were faster, and in less than ten days, they had already entered the range of the Guilong Sect.

On this day, Zhang Qiang and Wan Huaiqing looked at the person in front of them with strange expressions, looking very surprised.

The other party is a boy, and his age seems to be younger than Qian Xiaoqian, but his qi is not weaker than the two of them, and it is the seventeenth of Gui Longwei.

The Eighteen Guards of the Dragon are the special guards of the Dragon Thirteen. Since Seventeen appeared in front of them at this time, it naturally meant that Dragon Thirteen wanted to see the two of them.

"Could it be that the Sect Master knows the route we are going to take?" asked Zhang Qiang with a strange expression.

Wan Huaiqing said: "You are rare and strange. The master is an old man, he is simply omniscient, and you can't imagine how powerful he is!"

"Then he must be a Yuanying cultivator!" When Zhang Qiang was in the Tianluo Sect, after he had already known the Dao Jindan, the cultivator was able to turn the pill into an infant and achieve the Yuanying Realm.

Wan Huaiqing's mouth moved, but he didn't answer his question, and the two of them followed closely to Guilongwei's seventeenth, riding this dragon boat treasure unique to Longwei, and quickly rushed to the north.

The Guilong Sect is vast, covering a wide area, which is incomparable to any sect in the outside world, and with the Returning Dragon Seventeen, it took most of the day to rush to a stone tower.

The Gui Longwei went to make a report, Wan Huaiqing looked at the stone tower and said, "The master is inside, I guess he already knows about the Qiaobi sister!"

Thinking that as a master, he would indeed place some induction treasures on his disciples, Zhang Qiang was silent.

However, the name Gui Longwei invited Zhang Qiang and Wan Huaiqing to go up to the tower, and the two glanced at each other and went up the stone steps.

After entering the second floor, Zhang Qiang found that the stone tower was extremely simple, both the tower body and the ground were directly piled up with boulders, and the gaps between the boulders had not been treated, and they were clearly visible.

Zhang Qiaobi was obviously familiar with this place, and took him to the center, walked past some stone tables and stools, and saw an extremely strong middle-aged man.

Peculiarly, there was not a trace of qi leaking out of his body, and if it was not visible to the naked eye, it was no different from a stone at all.

"Master. Wan Huaiqing had a thousand words to say in her heart, but she still bowed honestly and respectfully.

"Dragon Sect Master. Zhang Qiang hugged his fists and bowed, his demeanor was extremely respectful, and he admired Zhang Qiaobi and Wan Huaiqing's master from the bottom of his heart.

Long Thirteen was clear, raised his eyes to look at Zhang Qiang and Wan Huaiqing, and said after a while: "Huaiqing, you and Zhang Qiang will go to the Jin clan together." ”

"But...... Master, we want to go to the Demon Realm!" Wan Huaiqing said.

Zhang Qiang was calmer and asked, "Sect Master Long, let's go to the Jin Clan, do we want them to help Xiao Qian?"

Long Thirteen nodded to Zhang Qiang and said, "That's right, Qian Xiaoqian's bloodline is special, and it has a very special meaning to the demon clan, except for the great summoning technique of the Dianjin clan, no one can save him back." ”

"What about Sister Qiaobi?" Wan Huaiqing thought of her good sister's life and death, and her eyes were full of tears.

"Go to the Jin Clan, you can naturally see her!Go quickly!" Long Thirteen waved his hand directly, signaling them to leave.

Seeing that Wan Huaiqing still had a lot to say, Zhang Qiang took her hand, and she realized where she was out of shape, and the two went down the tower and left far away.

"Sect Master Long just said that if we go to the Jin Clan, we will be able to meet Zhang Qiaobi? I heard you right!" Zhang Qiang felt that Long Thirteen's words were unbelievable, and asked.

Wan Huaiqing's heart was in a mess, all along, she and Zhang Qiang had been planning to go deep into the demon realm, but they didn't expect that Long Thirteen would not give them a chance to choose at all, and directly asked them to go to the Jin Clan.

"Oh, yes! That's what the master said!" Wan Huaiqing's face showed ecstasy, his eyes were bright, and he said: "What the master said must not be wrong, he has never deceived us! Hurry up, let's go directly to the Jin Clan! Find Qiaobi girl, and we will rescue Xiaoqian together!" (To be continued......)

PS: The poem in the article was specially written by me for Xie Wenxuan, as for whether to worry or not, it all depends on the reader's mood.

Zhu Fat Potato doesn't understand poetry, I hope that book friends will talk about it together, whether Xie Wenxuan is worried or not?