Under the hazy gray moonlight, two figures, one purple and one red, stood opposite each other.

Qingge's originally somewhat lost face had a trace of disdain.

"Hmph, what if you don't let me go? not to mention the four of them, even if the people from the major immortal sects are here, what can they do to me?"

The man let go of her hand, laughed heartily, and then raised his hand to pinch her nose.

"Haha, I really like your arrogant appearance!

It doesn't matter what kind of evil it is, with me, I will never let anyone hurt you! Let's go, find a quiet place to rest. ”

Qingge nodded in response, looking at the presumptuous and arrogant man beside him, and a burst of warmth floated in his heart.

"Silence!"

"Huh?"

"Thank you!"

Shen Silent seemed to be afraid that Qingge would say thank you to him, so he walked out of the umbrella a little helplessly, looked at a thick tree in front of him, and looked at him left and right.

"I think it's pretty good here, let's stop here!"

He was always like that, a source of pride.

Qingge looked at him like this, and showed a smile helplessly, slightly sour.

Silence did not return to Qingge's body, but set up an array of the next day, blocked the tree within five feet with a spell, and sat down gently next to her.

"Rest in peace!"

Without saying much, Qingge took the umbrella and leaned on his shoulder, closed his eyes, and soon there was an even sound of breathing.

Since leaving her career twenty-one years ago, she has slept so peacefully for so many days and nights, only when he is there.

Looking at her somewhat emaciated face through the moonlight, the silent fingertips swept over her slightly cool side face.

Immersed in her quiet sleeping face, her silent face restrained her previous arrogance, revealing a rare warmth like jade, revealing deep pity.

At night, it is as quiet as water.

The occasional chirping of insects adds a touch of liveliness to this quiet night.

The light and hazy moonlight poured down, covering the rich dark night with a thin veil, ethereal and distant.

Silence leaned her lightly against the trunk of the tree, got up and left the next day, and headed in the direction they had come.

But anyone who wants to take her life, even on the grounds of the so-called righteous path, he will not let any of them go!

Originally, he thought that he and Qingge had been away for so long, and it would take a lot of effort to go back and look for them.

But he never thought that when he arrived at the place where he came, the three people in the Xuan Feng Dust had already fallen to the ground, with no signs of life.

Silent quickly stepped forward and found that the wounds on the three of them were glowing with a trace of black gas, obviously being injured by something with demonic energy.

However, he and Qingge traveled all the way, if there was a demonic aura appearing, he would not be able to detect it.

What's more, how could it be such a coincidence. Not long after he and Qingge left, they lost their lives.

If this is the case, the death of these men is inevitable.

If the people in the Xianmen learned that Xuan Fengchen had been pursuing the whereabouts of Qingge, and now that he died, everyone would think that Qingge had done it.

Then more immortals will justifiably kill Qingge on the grounds of doing the right thing for heaven.

Originally, 21 years ago, all these grievances and grievances were over, but now someone deliberately provoked an incident to make the events of 21 years ago repeat again.

How could he not know the purpose.

Silent looked back in the direction where Qingge was, and although he couldn't see her at all, he still felt that she was sleeping soundly in front of him.

Even though there was a formation in the next day, he still seemed to be relieved. After some hesitation, he searched for the remaining breath to find the one who might have survived.

The deep darkness of the night breeds many dark killings, as if this dark night can take away all evil, so that all evil is carried out in this silent night.

Ning Jue dragged his injured body and struggled to climb a big tree. Now that he is seriously injured, he can no longer fly with his sword.

His life was exchanged for the lives of Xuan, Feng, and Chen, and he must live to find the people behind this scene to avenge them.

Not long after Ning Jue climbed the big tree, one of the people who came after him stopped under the tree.

The whole body was shrouded in faint black smoke, and the sword in his hand was also glowing with a trace of black gas, concealing the original appearance of the saber.

Ning Jue looked at the people under the trees through the interlaced leaves, and his face was full of pain.

The burning pain of the wound made him almost snort.

Bright red blood mixed with black gas dripped from his arm to the leaves, and a few more drops could fall directly on the man's shoulder. At that time, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape the clutches.

Ning Jue closed his eyes in despair and left life and death to God.

If you can't escape death after all, I hope that in the next life, you will still have the honor to walk the road of this world with the three of them again, and promote the right path in the world.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise not far away, which led the man under the tree to another place.

After not seeing him back for a long time, Ning Jue's tense nerves were finally relaxed, and he exhaled softly.

"Hey!"

The silence that appeared on the tree suddenly frightened Ning Jue, who was originally relaxed, and fell directly off the tree.

Silent appeared under the tree with a mocking face, looking at Ning Jue, who was a little embarrassed, and let out an undisguised sneer.

"Heh, what kind of mysterious wind and dust, it's nothing more than that!"

Ning Jue was shocked by his cultivation, and after thinking about it, even the cultivation of Qixi Jun, who is now at the top of the Immortal Sect, seems to have only reached the realm of transforming into a god.

I've never heard of such a number one person in Xianmen. I'm afraid that this cultivation has already stepped into the realm of tribulation and ascension.

After stabilizing the true qi in his body, Ning Jue stood up and bowed respectfully to him.

"Ning Jue, thank you to the immortals for saving me!"

"Don't be self-inflicted, I'm not here to save you. If it weren't for the fact that the four of you had to come to Qingge's trouble, I wouldn't have bothered to go back and kill you!

Originally, I wanted to get rid of you quietly. Now that three of the four of you have died, I'm afraid this matter is not that simple, it seems that we have to keep you!"

Ning Jue subverted his perception of him in an instant, and he was a little skeptical about the truth of the words he had just heard.

Immortal cultivators have always taken it as their responsibility to save the common people in the world, but he blurted out the killing lightly, isn't it against the essence of the immortal way!

Without waiting for Ning Jue to understand the meaning of his words, there was an exquisite jade plate in his hand, which was engraved with complex patterns and a clear pattern.

He flicked it a few times, and instantly took the seriously injured Ning Jue in, and then hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.

"Stay inside, and when I need you, I'll let you out. As for whether I will forget or not, it's up to your own luck.

Oh, by the way, have you ever practiced Bigu, I don't have the time to find you something to eat!"

Silence put away the delicate jade plate, and disappeared in a breath, appearing under the tree where Qingge was placed.

Looking at the empty Heavenly Array, the silent heart instantly hung in the air. His eyes lost color, and his trembling body revealed his uneasiness at the moment.

"Empress!"

The intense sense of fear made his voice tremble a little.

Just as he wanted to use his secret art to explore the figure of Qingge, the voice that reassured him sounded.

"Silence, where have you been?"

Turning his head to see her intact, the silence breathed a sigh of relief, and the uneasiness in his eyes gradually faded.

He stepped forward and pulled her into his arms, with some annoyance but deep worry in his words.

"I'm scared to death, where have you been, don't leave my sight again!"

Hearing him say this, a trace of anger appeared between Qingge's eyebrows.

When she woke up, she noticed that he was not there, and he actually told herself not to leave his sight. It's really been together for a long time, so I don't make a little sense.

Seeing that she didn't reply for a long time, the silence let go of her, looked at her slightly angry face, and realized that it seemed that he had left her.

For a moment, she didn't say much, and directly turned into a ray of spiritual light and returned to her body.