Because the flowing sleeves were inexplicably chasing after him, and constantly shouting that he wanted to be his Taoist companion, Li Qingyun had no choice but to hide his figure in the tree. He originally planned to wait for the flow sleeves to search for no result and give up, so he would find a chance to slip away, but he saw that the disciples of the Cloud Thunder Sect were chased and killed by Lei Meng, so he had to continue to hide his breath and not cause trouble.

Seeing that countless Yunlei Sect disciples were killed on the spot, Li Qingyun was still indifferent. The Yun Lei Sect, including the Liusleeve, has nothing to do with him, and he also let the Liusleeve live, which can be regarded as benevolent and righteous.

Therefore, watching Lei Meng brutally slash and kill the disciples of the Cloud Thunder Sect before, Li Qingyun just watched silently and did not help. Even if Liusleeve was injured by Raymond and wanted to force Liusleeve to do despicable and dirty things, Li Qingyun just watched quietly, sighing that the weak eat the strong, and the world is hot and cold.

However, after the disciples of the Cloud Thunder Sect took down the flowing sleeves with their backhands and dedicated them to Lei Meng, who was still slaughtering them before, in order to escape his life, a nameless anger arose. He, Li Qingyun, was able to survive precisely because many senior brothers and sisters of the Qingyuan Dao Palace were destroyed with their souls and could not be reborn forever.

And the disciples of the Yunlei Sect under the tree not only did not help each other and share weal and woe, but forgot their righteousness for the sake of profit, and pushed out a stream sleeve in the sect that was only in the spiritual enlightenment period, just in exchange for a slim chance of escaping.

What Yun Lei Sect did deeply insulted the senior brothers and sisters of the Qingyuan Dao Palace, Li Qingyun was furious, and then he revealed his figure and stood in front of him.

Disciple of the Cloud Thunder Sect, damn it!

Lei Meng stared at Li Qingyun who was dressed in green clothes, because he couldn't see through Li Qingyun's cultivation, he didn't dare to do it easily, and said with his backhand: "This fellow Daoist, this matter has nothing to do with you, the three thousand spirit stones here are used as a meeting gift, and I also ask the Taoist friend to make it convenient." ”

"Don't make me repeat it a third time, leave, or die!"

Lei Meng felt that Li Qingyun didn't know what to do, and he was also enraged, he raised the double axe in his hand, and the spiritual power was infused into it, and the two blood axes whirred in the air, setting off a violent wind, which made the faces of the disciples of the Cloud Thunder Sect hurt.

"Fellow Daoist, I am Raymond, a true disciple of the Ten Thousand Law Palace, don't be embarrassed, otherwise there will be another corpse here. Raymond threatened, and the two blood axes in his hands kept approaching Li Qingyun's forehead.

Li Qingyun didn't say anything more, put his two fingers together to make a sword, and a wisp of green light shot out. The two indestructible blood axes were directly pierced and fell to the ground with a clatter. Qingmang castrated unabated, and drilled a bloody hole in the center of Raymond's eyebrows, who was still laughing wildly.

Raymond's eyes widened, but he couldn't say a word, and his burly body fell straight back, completely out of breath.

"Am I so bad at talking?" Li Qingyun, who had retracted the green mang, turned his head to look at the flowing sleeve behind him, pointed at the dead Raymond and said, "No, don't you want a good voyeur soul body?"

Ever since Li Qingyun appeared, his flowing sleeves have been staring at his figure, seeing him standing in front of him, he said "leave or die" domineeringly, and finally easily killed Raymond in one blow. The peach blossoms were already in full bloom in his heart at this moment, the little deer was bumping, and there was nothing else in his eyes, crowded with Li Qingyun's figure.

Li Qingyun patted his forehead, felt a headache, reached out and shook his shoulders and continued: "What kind of is it? I didn't go to collect the soul body of the underworld. ”

Liusleeve gradually woke up under Li Qingyun's vigorous shaking, and hurriedly took out the golden bell of the conjuring spirit and shook it gently against Raymond's body on the ground, the conjuring bell gradually sounded, and a soul with a peep breath rose from Raymond's corpse and slowly came to the side of the flowing sleeve.

Li Qingyun pointed to the disciples of the Cloud Thunder Sect who were huddled together, and the demon whispered, "You guys, have you figured out how to die?"

Behind him, how could the disciples of the Cloud Thunder Sect predict that they would kill Cheng Cheng Jin halfway, and with just a light blow, they killed the true disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Hall who were peeping at the underworld, and they also took the initiative to give the soul body of the peeping period to Liusleeve. After hearing Li Qingyun's words, they all felt like they were split, and their scalps were numb.

A disciple of the Cloud Thunder Sect cringed and said again: "This senior brother, congratulations on killing Lei Meng, a cunning villain, our Cloud Thunder Sect is willing to dedicate the flowing sleeves to you, I only hope that you will raise your noble hand and let us go." ”

Li Qingyun didn't answer, turned his head to look at Liusleeve and asked, "Your name is Liusleeve, what do you want to do with these people?"

Liusleeves looked at the familiar faces on weekdays, and what he heard in his ears was indeed the words that these senior brothers and sisters were going to push themselves out again, and resentment and sadness were born in his heart.

"Senior Sister Liusleeve, we are of the same ancestry, and I hugged you when you were a child?"

"Yes, Senior Sister Liusleeve, are you going to be an ungrateful person?"

The green light in Li Qingyun's hand flew out again, passing through the throats of the two Cloud Thunder Sect disciples who spoke, and two pillars of blood rose into the sky, and the two Cloud Thunder Sect disciples who spoke before were already exhausted.

"Have I allowed you to speak?" Li Qingyun stopped the wisp of green mangs in front of the disciples of the Cloud Thunder Sect, and the sword qi seeping above the green mangs was about to move, and it was about to come out, and they were immediately silent, without saying a word.

Li Qingyun, who turned his head, asked Liusleeve again: "This is your sect's business, I don't want to interfere, you can decide for yourself." ”

Liusleeve no longer hesitated, and the golden bell in his hand urged this Raymond's soul to pick up the blood axe on the ground again, and swung it towards the disciples of the Cloud Thunder Sect who were intimidated by Qingmang and did not dare to move.

Pillars of blood gushed out, and one by one the heads fell to the ground in response, and the disciples of the Cloud Thunder Sect who entered the Yuanzhen Secret Realm were all in different places, and the bloody aura rose to the sky.

After doing all this, he was drenched in sweat, described as withered, looked at Li Qingyun with a bleak smile on his face and said, "It's gone, it's gone." I'm homeless, the world is so big, there's no place for me to float my sleeves anymore. ”

Li Qingyun lifted the flowing sleeves up from the ground, and said in confusion: "Why do you say this, the immortal cultivation world is vast, how can there be no place for you to be a spiritual enlightenment female cultivator." ”

"Now I am the only disciple of the Cloud Thunder Sect in the Source True Secret Realm, and when I come out of the Source True Secret Realm, the sect will definitely be the only one who asks. But if I leave the sect, as a weak woman in the spiritual enlightenment period, I will only suffer a lot of bullying and suffering. As he spoke, sorrow came from it, and the pear blossoms wept with rain.

"Then what are your plans now? Say it in advance, get married or something, no way!"

Liusleeve gently wiped away his tears, and choked up aggrievedly: "I know you don't look down on me, and I also feel that I am not worthy of you now." But I really have nowhere to go now, can you take me in as your handmaiden?

Serve tea and water, wash and cook, I can do anything, please take me in. ”

Li Qingyun hesitated, looking at Liusleeve with a look of embarrassment. If it was according to Li Qingyun's low-key principle, it would naturally be impossible to accept such an eye-catching maid even if he was killed.

But what Liusleeve said was indeed true, under the persuasion of his words, Liusleeve made up his mind to kill the disciples of the Yunlei Sect and not take in Liusleeve, which seemed a little unreasonable.

Li Qingyun frowned, kept thinking about the best of both worlds, and finally clapped his hands and said, "Okay, if you want to be a servant, you can be a servant." ”

The flowing sleeves immediately burst into tears and smiled, and with a happy smile, he was about to step forward to give Li Qingyun a hug to express his gratitude. Li Qingyun moved, avoided the flowing sleeves, and continued: "However, there are three principles of being my handmaid, and you must keep them in mind.

The first is low-key, the second is low-key, and the third is low-key!"

Li Qingyun said as he grabbed a handful of soil from the ground and wiped it on the delicate face of the flowing sleeves, and said with satisfaction: "You are too low-key, this is not good." Now it's good to put it on the dirt, so it's good. ”

The sleeves and cheeks are slightly bulging, and a large amount of makeup is taken out of the storage ring, rouge, eyebrow pencils, blush, etc. are countless: "I can make my own appearance, I don't have to smear mud like this." ”

As he spoke, Liusleeve wiped the mud on his face with spiritual power, picked up his eyebrow pencil, rouge and others and began to make up in front of a bronze mirror, and finally turned from a playful and cute little girl to an old woman with a wrinkled face and an old woman.

Li Qingyun circled around the flowing sleeves and praised: "This skill is good, you have to teach me if you have the chance."

In addition, we are only a nominal master-servant relationship, you don't have to be responsible for my food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and I don't have to cover your cultivation resources.

I'm only responsible for providing a place for Li, and as for the rest, we'll go our separate ways. ”

Liusleeve gave Li Qingyun a blessing with an old woman's face, and said happily: "Listen to you, whatever you say is what you say." ”

Liusleeve looked at Li Qingyun's back, and he was extremely happy. As long as Li Qingyun is willing to accept himself by his side, he can't impress his hard-hearted heart over time.

Moreover, Li Qingyun's cultivation strength is so shocking, Lei Meng, the true disciple of the Ten Thousand Law Palace, is not his enemy, and if he stays by Li Qingyun's side, he will definitely be able to see the scenery farther on the road of cultivating immortals.

"Flowsleeves, where did you come from here?"

Hearing Li Qingyun's question, Liusleeve hurriedly replied: "As soon as I entered this Origin True Secret Realm, I was teleported to the edge of the Secret Realm's forbidden land, and this Soul Conjuring Golden Bell was obtained by me at the Gu Poison Valley.

However, when I left, I saw the pure yang real person of the Qingyuan Dao Palace breaking into the deepest part of the Gu Poison Valley alone. ”

"Are you saying that Zhang Jinling, the true disciple of the Qingyuan Dao Palace, has entered the Gu Poison Valley?" Hearing the news of his own sect disciple, Li Qingyun was quite excited.

"That's right, how could I admit the mistake of the pure yang immortal body of the pure yang real person, that day I saw with my own eyes that the propagation of the real person stepped on the dragon and went straight to the depths of the forbidden land. ”

"Take me over, take me over!" Liusleeve was helpless, although he was quite afraid of the Gu Poison Valley, he had no choice but to lead Li Qingyun in the direction of the Gu Poison Valley.

In the Gu Poison Valley, Zhang Jinling's face was gloomy green, and the pure yang immortal qi on his body continued to bloom out, blocking the vines that attacked him from all directions. The dragon at his feet was already dying, bound by thick vines, and blood was covered in between the dragon scales.