"Master, don't worry, Li You and they have already investigated Qian Yun's whereabouts in Yaowang Town, and as soon as there is news, it will be transmitted back to the sect, and Qian Yun will be pressed to the sect, and let the old man leave it to you, Master!"

Nie Lingling also had tears in her eyes, with a crying voice.

Xuanyuan Chun is her fiancé, she looks like this person is not a ghost or a ghost, and after marriage, let her face such an ugly monster every day, how tormenting is it?

Nie Ling's grievances are this.

Xuanyuan Changqing patted Nie Fuling's right shoulder, and comforted in a deep voice: "Good boy, this time is going to be hard for you, you have to take care of my Chun'er day and night!" ”

Nie Fuling nodded obediently: "Master, look at what you said, even if Ling'er is not your daughter-in-law, she is also your disciple, it is right to take care of Brother Chun, you should also take care of your body, after Brother Chun's health is better, I will take him back to the sect to see you!" ”

After saying this, she was crying bitterly in her heart.

Xuanyuan Changqing smiled bitterly with relief: "It's okay, good boy!" ”

After saying goodbye to the father and daughter of the Nie family, Xuanyuan Changqing went straight to Jingzhou.

Although he is fifty years old and no longer young, his character has always been hateful, Qian Yun ruined Chun'er's face, so he took Qian Yun's nickname, which is very fair.

*

Feixian Valley, the Danwang Pavilion meeting room.

Bai Guyi and Xuanyuan Changqing sat separately.

The Alchemist Association is no better than the Nie family, and Xuanyuan Changqing, the sect master of the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion, also has to sit in the guest seat.

The fragrance of tea is curling, and the room is full of fragrance.

"The Lord of Xuanyuan Pavilion is here, and he is shining, I don't know what is going on?"

Bai Guyi scraped the floating objects on the tea surface for a long time, and made a sound of enjoyment with a "ha" sound.

Although Xuanyuan Changqing's expression was cold, his tone was much more restrained: "Bai Lao, the master of this pavilion is here to ask you for someone. ”

"Oh?" Bai Guyi was surprised: "Who?" ”

This maniac came to the door, and it must be no good.

Xuanyuan Changqing was concise: "Qian Yun! ”

"It's not in the Danwang Pavilion, please go find it elsewhere!" Bai Guyi almost did not hesitate and refused.

Who is Qian Yun? The new alchemy genius of the association is expected to become the second medical saint.

In the future, the pill currency will be an important person, how can it be given out casually?

"Bai Lao, you are favoring this person!" Xuanyuan Changqing is also an old fox, he has already seen the selfishness in Bai Guyi's eyes, and said coldly: "Qian Yun knocked off my son Xuanyuan Chun's nose a few days ago, and his face was scratched, as a father, how can I Xuanyuan Changqing sit idly by?" ”

A trace of surprise flashed on Bai Guyi's face, and even a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, but he quickly recovered: "Qian Yun and your son do have some disagreements, but it's just a grudge between young people, what are you a little old man blindly mixed in?" ”

The grievances between Xuanyuan Chun and Qian Yun, he didn't know the details, but he could roughly guess it.

Xuanyuan Chun and Nie Fuling couldn't harm people, but they suffered a big loss, and the things in the middle must be very happy.

According to Bai Guyi's observation, Qian Yun is by no means the kind of person who causes trouble, of course, when others provoke him, he is definitely not a person who is afraid of things.

Three words summarize Xuanyuan Chun's humiliation: he deserves it.

"Foolishness? Just imagine, Bai Lao, your son was castrated, would you still be so calm? Xuanyuan Changqing was angered by Bai Guyi's fluttering words, and blew his beard and glared.

Bai Guyi was also a little surprised, Xuanyuan Changqing was usually dignified, looking like a respectful and kind elder, and when it came to his son, he would also be anxious.

Bai Guyi still understated: "The old man has no son. ”

When Xuanyuan Changqing heard this, he was a little crazy in an instant.

This white old man doesn't eat oil and salt, and his words are not speculative, he is simply playing the piano to the cow.

Xuanyuan Changqing was angry and ready to leave.

Bai Guyi said: "This Qian Yun is the leader of this alchemist conference, please think twice about the Xuanyuan Pavilion Master!" ”

Xuanyuan Changqing walked out of the Flying Immortal Valley and found himself hesitant.

He originally planned to recruit the leader of this alchemist conference and become a disciple of the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion.

First, you can get the elixir filial piety, and second, you can strengthen the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion.

But this leader Qian Yun hurt his son Xuanyuan Chun.

This made him very embarrassed, this revenge for the wounded son, to repay or not to revenge?

*

Outside the Rejuvenation Inn.

"Master, Qian Yun has entered this inn."

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"You can't be wrong, you forgot, the disciple rubbed a thousand miles of soul chasing incense on his body, and that kid touched the disciple a few times, and he would also get some on it."

An old man and three young people stood downstairs in the inn, and Ye Siran bowed his head and replied solemnly.

Xuanyuan Changqing noticed that Ye Siran's face was surprisingly red when he spoke, but he didn't care: "But the aroma is also difficult to judge!" ”

Ye Siran stretched out his slender jade finger and pointed to the ground.

The other three all bent down to make up carefully, and sure enough, they found clues.

There were sporadic red lights on the ground, flickering under the lanterns.

"Thousands of miles of soul chasing incense, not only the aroma is unique, but also there is red phosphorus powder inside, the light is too strong to see during the day, and it is still obvious to recognize it carefully at night." Ye Siran hesitated for a moment, but decided to continue: "Although the disciple is also wandering around Yaowang Town, he has never entered a low-cost inn like the Rejuvenation Inn, so the disciple can conclude that Qian Yun ...... It's upstairs. ”

"Go up and have a look!" Xuanyuan Changqing didn't want to stay for a moment.

The person who ruined Xuanyuan Chun's appearance, he must dispose of it with his own hands.

Following the red flash on the ground, the four of them were already outside the door of a guest room.

At the same time, Yun Qian's eyes were slightly closed, suddenly opened, got up and dressed, and hid behind the door.

She heard footsteps and human voices, which froze for a moment outside her door.

If it is a master of the same level, or even slightly higher than herself, she hides at the door, and with a fatal blow, it will definitely work.

There was a loud "boom", and the door was shattered by a spiritual force.

A neutral voice came: "Qian Yun, come out obediently and wait to be killed, otherwise you will die a painful death!" ”

It is a middle-aged man's voice, and its spiritual power is profound, and the voice alone gives people an irresistible oppressive force.

The terrifying spiritual pressure seemed to fill the room with large stones. 、

Yun Qian heard his heart beating wildly, and his breath was disordered.

"Bad woman, this is the powerhouse of the Yuan Infant Stage, are we going to die?"

The little fox's voice came to his ears, and he was trembling.

This is the first time that the little fox is so afraid of a person, and he has completely lost the appearance of not being afraid of heaven and earth.

Bigu, Jindan, and Yuanying are completely different from each other in three realms.

It's like the chasm between heaven and earth, very far away.

Yun Qian was stunned, let alone resisting, even if he ran away, he couldn't do it.

At the same time, a mysterious figure lay on the roof.

He has a silver face and a black robe, and his dark inky eyes are deep and evil.

There is a wind blade condensed in his hand, ready to strike at any time.

"Qian Yun, it's okay if the old man doesn't take your life, you cut your nose yourself and cut two knives on your face, I, Xuanyuan Changqing, will do what I say, and let you go immediately!"

The middle-aged man's voice sounded again!