"No way!"

Su Zimo shook his head and said categorically: "Without the seniors of the sect accompanying you, it is too risky for the three of you to go out at this sensitive time!"

Although his age is younger than Nangong Ling's three others.

But the seniority is huge.

In this matter, he couldn't watch Nangong Ling and the three of them go on an adventure!

What's more, in the past two months, every time he has watched the Heavenly Killing Sword Technique for a little longer, and when he leaves the cave to breathe, he will feel being watched!

If this person is a disciple of the Hundred Refining Sect, it is just out of curiosity, and that's it.

If it was the eyeliner buried in the Hundred Refining Gate by other sects, or the eyeliner buried in the Hellfire Palace, then their every move would be exposed!

In other words, once they leave the sect, there is a great possibility that they will be targeted!

"Uncle Junior, it's okay!"

Ruxuan said coquettishly: "Fengyun City is in the middle of the four side gates, and it is not too far from our Hundred Refining Gate, what danger can there be." ”

Su Zimo was about to shake his head to refuse, but inadvertently, he looked up and saw Liu Hanyan standing next to him.

Although the quiet woman never spoke, her eyes looked at him, and there was a hint of expectation in the depths of her eyes.

Su Zimo's heart softened.

Liu Hanyan was under too much pressure during this time.

This trip may also ease her nervousness.

At this point, Su Zimo already had a plan in his heart.

Nangong Ling looked at Su Zimo, snorted, and said, "Who said that the seniors of the sect are all busy, and the little uncle in front of us is quite idle." ”

Su Zimo stood up and said lightly: "Okay, I'll go out with you." ”

"Huh?"

This time, Nangong Ling was surprised.

He said casually to squeeze Su Zimo, but he didn't expect the latter to be unusual, so he agreed to come down.

Nangong Ling felt remorseful and complained for a while.

"Okay!"

Ruxuan clapped her hands and cheered, smiling.

Even Liu Hanyan breathed a sigh of relief, the tangled sorrow between his eyebrows seemed to have faded a lot, his eyes rippled, he bowed to Su Zimo, and said softly: "Thank you, uncle." ”

"It's okay to go to the rally with you, but I have to tell you. ”

Su Zimo's expression was serious, and he said in a deep voice: "The three of you are playing, but you can't leave my three zhang range, can you do it?"

"Oh, yes, yes!"

Ruxuan urged, pulled Su Zimo's sleeve, and walked out, and said in pieces: "Little uncle, you are really nagging." ”

Nangong Ling pursed his lips, disapproving, and muttered in a low voice: "What can you do within three zhang by your side?"

Before the words fell, Nangong Ling suddenly felt his neck tighten, and his whole person was grabbed by the neck and lifted up in the air!

"Who, who!"

Nangong Ling's expression was flustered, his face turned red, his legs kicked in mid-air, and he felt that all the strength in his body had disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, a rugged face appeared in front of his eyes.

Su Zimo grabbed Nangong Ling with one hand, and said with a smile: "Immortality, I can't guarantee it, but at least I can save your life!"

"You, you, let me go!"

Nangong Ling desperately wanted to urge mana and qi and blood.

But for some reason, under the confinement of Su Zimo's palm, he couldn't mobilize all the strength in his body, so he could only let him carry it.

"Hahahaha!"

Ruxuan is naturally unscrupulous and laughs.

Nangong Ling felt even more embarrassed, and almost fainted on the spot in anger.

Suddenly!

He felt a loosening of his body, his body had fallen, and he had regained his freedom.

Nangong Ling was furious, and was about to reason with Su Zimo, but found that Su Zimo and the three of them had already left the cave and walked outside.

Nangong Ling chased after him indignantly, silent.

After all, Su Zimo is his junior uncle.

In front of the public, he can't fight with Su Zimo, if this matter is known to Shizun, he is afraid that he will be expelled from the school!

Coming to the outside of the sect, Ruxuan's little hand slapped on the storage bag, and directly sacrificed a spirit boat, which quickly expanded, and there was tea and spirit fruit in it.

"Uncle Junior, let's go!"

After speaking, Ruxuan jumped up first, followed by Su Zimo and the others.

With this spirit boat on the way, Su Zimo was idle, but it was not interesting, and he took out the Heavenly Killing Sword Technique and continued to participate in cultivation.

During this time, he almost put his whole heart on the Heavenly Killing Sword Technique, resting for a while when he was tired, and then continued to comprehend.

Su Zimo had a hunch that he was about to touch a trace of this sword technique!

The spirit boat galloped all the way, and after half a day, the speed slowly slowed down.

As far as the eye can see, on the horizon ahead, the outline of a huge city is gradually becoming clear!

Fengyun City!

Take the meaning of its stormy meeting.

Before arriving in Fengyun City, there were already more monks in the vicinity.

Someone walks with a sword.

Someone came on the wind.

There are monks stepping on auspicious clouds, and there are true monarchs driving the red-headed cranes.

Put away the spirit boat, and Su Zimo and the four of them descended in Fengyun City.

The city is huge, and the city is even more lively.

Everywhere you look, the monks of the major sects can be seen everywhere, and on both sides of the road, there are countless monk stalls.

Divine weapons can be seen everywhere.

Ancient books and secret methods are dazzling.

Elixir talismans, everything is dazzling.

Some monks are even more simply, and they don't care about the demeanor of the immortals, they pull the broken gong and shout loudly!

Could it be that seeing this lively scene, Liu Hanyan's state is obviously much better, and he seems to have relieved himself of the pressure brought by the refining dispute.

Ruxuan jumped around, turning around in each stall, fiddling curiously but not buying, causing countless white eyes.

Nangong Ling followed behind Liu Hanyan step by step, paying attention to his sweetheart's gaze, ready to make a move at any time to help his sweetheart buy treasures!

Su Zimo was still the same, holding the Heavenly Killing Sword Technique in his hand, and followed the three of them lazily.

He was indeed comprehending the Heavenly Killing Sword Technique.

But at the same time, the red-haired yin god hid in the corner of Zhihai, and did not let down his vigilance, paying attention to the movements around him.

"Look over there, Feiyu Gate Tianjiao Dance Tianyu has appeared!"

"Wu Tianyu, the eleventh on the vision list this time, I didn't expect him to come so early. ”

"Go and see, I haven't seen what the monk of the 11th of the Vision List looks like. ”

Many monks were talking and rushing in that direction.

The monks on the list of visions, wherever they go, are the center!

"Dare to ask Daoyou, but Nangong Ling, who is the eighty-third on the vision list?"

At this moment, a monk flashed out and asked with a fist at Nangong Ling.

Nangong Ling didn't speak, just stood with his hands in his hands, looked proud, and nodded.

The monk looked delighted, and hurriedly said: "It's really a fellow Daoist of Nangong, I have been admiring it for a long time, and it is really a privilege to be able to meet a fellow Daoist here this time!"

At this moment, there was another commotion in the crowd behind him.

"Look, it's the sword gone!"

"Ah! It's him!"

The monk who was originally standing in front of Nangong Ling looked even more excited, as if he could no longer see Nangong Ling's existence, followed the crowd, and went straight to the sword without a trace.

Even Nangong Ling showed a hint of jealousy, and said in a low voice: "There is no trace of the sword, the third on the vision list!" 2k reading network