Sister Chun did not refuse their stay, and cleaned the floor of the pharmacy very neatly, and cleaned up a few wooden beds as sleeping places for the five of them.

Zhou Han and the three of them have been accustomed to sleeping in the open recently, without any discomfort, Yao Chong and Mo Qing don't care about this, everyone slept quite peacefully this night.

Early the next morning, Mo Qing, who was in the best state, greeted the rising sun and drew the most charming stroke.

This little black snake drawn this time is even more realistic, and if you don't look closely, you can't tell that it's actually a ball of ink.

Lu Linxi praised: "The spiritual ink transformation of Momei Villa is really powerful. ”

Mo Qing smiled slightly, the tip of the pen moved again, and the little black snake quickly swam into the grass and slid towards the mountain.

Xun Hao's voice came from the pharmacy: "That...... Everyone, after eating, there is only rice porridge, don't dislike it. ”

"I won't dislike it!" Lu Linxi shouted back, "Just eat some." ”

Yu Luoxia looked at Mo Qing and asked curiously, "That's it?"

Mo Qing still had the magic trick in his hand, and nodded with a smile.

......

The spiritual ink of Momei Villa is the most prominent feature of this sect.

This special ink is very magical, and it can be transformed into various elements according to the owner's mind, which can be described as ever-changing.

No one knows where this magical ink came from, but every cultivator who comes out of Momei Villa has a natal magic weapon that is spiritual ink.

This spiritual ink moves according to the user's mind, and it can be attacked, retreated, and defended, causing all kinds of unpredictable changes, and has caused countless cultivators to suffer greatly.

Some monks of the Heavenly Dao Alliance had come to a conjecture that the spiritual ink was actually the aggregate of spiritual power between heaven and earth.

This may not be true, but there is some truth to it.

Just like now, this little black snake in Moqing has a faint connection with heaven and earth, so it is difficult to be perceived.

The little black snake passed through the sea of grass denser than the jungle, like a swimming fish swimming in the ocean, and came to the hinterland of the mountain at an extremely unbelievable speed.

It raised its head slightly, looking around.

Because Mo Qing saved some strokes, the little black snake had no core to spit out, and it was a little funny to look at.

It gradually turns in a certain direction, and then rushes out quickly.

I don't know how long it took, but its speed slowed down again, and gradually slower and slower, and finally it slowly wriggled like a spring silkworm.

Not because its ink is a little lost in the fast movement, but because the target is right in front of you.

The little black snake slowly approached its target, and the ink droplets rolling around it gradually converged, believing that even some high-level Yi Sect cultivators could not perceive its existence.

Mo Qing's mind gradually opened, and she also saw the appearance of the monster clearly through the eyes of the little black snake.

It was a huge fox with red fur, and the five tails behind it swayed slightly in the wind, which seemed to dye the sun red.

At this time, it was lying on the ground very comfortably, except for the strange tail, it was an ordinary red fox resting.

But the golden object that appeared in Mo Qing's sea of consciousness had already told her that it was much more dangerous than it looked.

"Is this the size of a bright demon pill...... About two hundred years of cultivation, Brother Chong plus we should be able to deal with it. ”

After making such a judgment, Mo Qing's heart calmed slightly, and the little black snake quietly retreated, trying to slowly move away from this dangerous guy.

Suddenly, a huge wave was set off in her sea of consciousness.

The little black snake looked up in amazement.

The five-tailed red fox also stood up suddenly, turned into a human form, and the spiritual power around his body surged, looking at the direction where the dangerous aura was coming, his face was full of vigilance, and after a while, his face became much uglier, and he ran into the forest, and his figure disappeared.

A knife intent came out of nowhere, and a straight line was opened in the mountains and forests, and where it passed, the trees fell and the birds were frightened, and there was a panic.

The little black snake did not flee quickly, but remained in place.

In order to prevent the five-tailed red fox from discovering that it was being observed and increase his vigilance, Mo Qing made up his mind.

The sword intent swept by, rolling down countless fallen leaves.

The little black snake exploded violently, and the spiritual ink splattered in all directions, scattered among the broken branches and grass, and quickly dissipated on its own, leaving no trace.

Mo Qing opened his eyes.

With a pop, a mouthful of blood splattered in front of her.

Looking at the figure of Yao Chong, who was shocked and shouting her name, she suddenly felt that it was not too uncomfortable, and her eyes gradually blurred.

......

In the mountains, the sword intent stretched for hundreds of meters, and it was still unfinished, and I don't know how many trees were destroyed.

The face of the owner of that sword intent was very ugly.

His name is Song Xian, and he is a disciple in the Yu Mansion, and he has been a powerhouse at the peak of the seventh order many years ago.

As soon as the news reached Zhongzhou City, Yu Changping sent him and two right-hand men to pick up his daughter.

For him, this is the supreme trust of the deputy alliance leader in him, and he must not be disappointed.

However, the current situation made him unable to laugh.

After the three of them acted separately, along the way, he didn't know how many times he had been attacked, and it took great pains to find out where Yu Luoxia had appeared, and he came to find it, but he was blocked by this swordsman in green clothes.

"Is this the dragon slaying duel, it is really powerful, if you don't fight again and again, you may really be able to kill me. ”

The swordsman ten meters in front of him said with sincere appreciation.

With his words, his hat cracked instantly, split in two, and fell weakly to the ground.

However, except for a shallow scar between his eyebrows, the unstoppable sword intent didn't seem to cause him any harm.

In fact, if the wound had been deeper, the knife intent would have penetrated his entire head.

Song Xian looked at that face and felt a little familiar, and after thinking about it, his face became more and more ugly, and he shouted: "Jiang Wenqing, it turns out that even you want to stop me!"

The man named Jiang Wenqing said calmly: "I don't want to kill you, but you don't want to take a step forward." ”

Song Xian shouted angrily: "The eldest lady must be in the mountains, if you stop it again, don't blame me for fighting with you!"

"Each is his master, why do you have to do it so absolutely?" Jiang Wenqing frowned, "Thinking about the past feelings, we can each take a step back." ”

"Impossible!" The spiritual power on the knife in Song Xian's hand surged, and some small stones on the ground were cut by the knife intent, and they were quickly cut into powder, "The one who is a confidant dies, even if I fight for this life, I have to bring the eldest lady back safely!"

Jiang Wenqing was silent for a moment, and said something that was not right for the horse's mouth: "Your son should be seven years old on the third day of the next month." ”

"You!" Song Xian's face changed greatly, looking at this former friend, he suddenly felt that he had never known him, the blade pointed at him, but he couldn't swing such a decisive and violent knife again, so he had to squeeze out four words from between his teeth, "It's too much to deceive!"

"We are not really at ease, sometimes we are all dogs. Jiang Wenqing looked at Song Xian and said seriously, "But if this dog can't even bite the enemy's throat, how can he be a dog?"

Song Xian's whole body trembled, and the knife in his hand trembled.

After a long time, the long knife fell to the ground, and with it a few droplets of water from nowhere.

"Deputy Alliance Leader...... The surname Song is sorry for you......"